In case you missed the tale of the Creepy Edison Dolls, this Times story will acquaint you with the particulars. They were talking dolls that stored sounds on cylinders, and the advanced age of the fragile items meant the songs and voices could not be replayed. Until Irene, that is. NYT:
It's fascinating. The only problem is this: the result is absolutely horrifying.
ODDS & ENDS Time to empty the bin: links and screenrgabs I saved for some reason. Digg is always helpful; if you don't share the editor exact set of panic triggers, the articles look a bit overwrought or misguided. Such as:
Don't you feel guilty already?
Well, unsmugify yourself, buster, because all that clicking and loading is consuming electricity. A lot. So you'd better stop. There's even an academic who studies the social ramifications of social ramifications, and he's concerned:
I'm sure he does, and I'm sure his feelings are very important and should be heeded by other people who feel things. But if the author was serious, the article would have been in plain text without images. or ads pulled in from outside vendors. Let alone a gas-guzzling sound file.
Why? Did it contain detailed information about the people sent to the gulag in April, confirming that they had hoarded up to sixteen ounces of wheat and deserved hard labor, if not the firing squad? The author explains:
