His, as you can see, is considerably bigger than yours. || And face it, his outfit is better than yours. || Blockage detected, chap comes running. || Narrow bars. || Two illustrations of small effects, amplified rather dramatically. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Plant life. || You shall not pass. || Prosthesis of note. || Puppy drama, with background here. || Breakfast bangers. || “Within 100 light-years, things get bad.” || So how was your day? || Can confirm. || Incoming. || The thrill of Argos catalogues, 1973-1991. || No good deed. || Woke and biased, yes, and also incompetent. || A Japanese museum of mistranslated phrases. || Norwegian snowfall. || Look away now. || I’m sure I’ve seen that face before. || And finally, a tale of curiosity, temptation, and unfriendly natives.

Or, Grifters Gonna Grift.

At Montreal’s Concordia University, even light is being “decolonised.” Because “colonialism in contemporary physics” is a thing, you see. No, really, it is. A thing that must be “countered” in the name of piety. By people with salaries and lots of taxpayer subsidy:

The project occupies the time of “equity, diversity and inclusion advisor” Tanja Tajmel and Associate Professor of First Peoples Studies Louellyn White, and draws on the magical almost-brownness of Donna Kahérakwas Goodleaf, a member of the Turtle Clan from Kahnawà:ke, and who was hired by Concordia to “facilitate anti-colonial training.” Combined, their efforts will be,

I suspect this is where the words bad whitey will be inserted. After all, there ain’t no grift in a context that isn’t heaving with pretentious guilt.

Apparently, “all physicists and other scientists” should divert time and effort from their actual work, the important stuff, the thing that pays the bills, in order to become familiar with indigenous “bodies of knowledge.” Presumably, on grounds that one simply can’t do physics or astronomy without a detailed knowledge of magical talking beavers and rival chiefs stealing the Moon. 

Because it’s Monday, that’s why:

Dawn Luebbe’s short documentary about the Dress A Cow event at Ohio’s Canfield County Fair.

Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.

Incoming. || If you have one, you should comb it. || A sound map of forests from around the world. (h/t, Things) || Some balloons, they said. || They were bigger back then. || Cannabis-infused gummies, chocolate, and gravy. || Gift idea #72. || Demon vehicle detected. || And not entirely unrelated. || More joys of public transport. || The progressive retail experience, part 450. || It can “correctly identify a particular excretory event 98% of the time.” || An interactive text-based game about nineteenth-century surgery. || Being a teacher, she tries to undermine it. || Another educator speaks. || Vintage music radio. || A.I. imagines Wes Anderson’s Avengers. It still can’t do hands. || The wheels you’ve always wanted. || It’s probably a spider. || Purely for science. || And finally, I’m not entirely sure, but I think this may be flirting.

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Lifted from the comments, which you’re reading, of course:

Jennifer Lawrence confirms bint status.

Apparently, hugely popular films of the last fifty years aren’t Ms Lawrence’s area of expertise. Still, there’s something almost charming about an attempt to publicly self-inflate having such a different – and seemingly unforeseen – effect.