Greetings and welcome to the Harvest Moon Eclipse Edition of You Are What You Read. Tonight we have the Full Harvest Moon. This moon is thusly called because of the extra light that shines down on our fields enabling us to work into the night. So please get your crops in People! But be warned. The Earth’s shadow will be darkening the bright light so there may be some crops left behind. Be prepared. You can read about that in the Almanac.
Tights Watch 2016 is entering Week 2. When will we all be caught in the hideous downward spiral of constantly needing to cover the leg? Let us know what you think our Drop Dead Date will be for a chance to win some exciting You Are What You Read swag. We will be closing the poll next Friday so get your guesses in.
In Animals Run Amok News we have a disturbing report out of Philadelphia, which you may remember as the city who had to ban Dumpster Pools this summer. It would seem that a perfectly nice lady, who I believe would never be caught dead in a Dumpster Pool, was chatting with a friend under a tree when she was struck in the face by a 5 pound, 18” catfish. It was not thought to be raining fish but instead it is believed that a bird lost its grip on lunch. In any case, you can read about that from CBS News. Be ever vigilant People. One never knows what can happen next!
This week there have been many discussions on the nature of personal privacy. How much should be revealed? When? How? Taxes? Health? Boxers? Briefs? How much do we have the right to know and how much is just plain old over-sharing that we don’t need to have cluttering our brains?
The folks at Google decidedly went the one bridge too far when documenting the Coe Fen next to the Cam River in Cambridge back in 2015. Their automatic face blurring technology decided that one of the cows in the street scene photo was deserving of some privacy and blurred its face. David Shariatmadari, an editor at UK paper The Guardian, came across the image this week and times being what they are, of course he retweeted it and it blew up the interwebs with all sorts of truly ghastly cow puns. If you have the stomachs for it, you can read some of them on NPR. Not folks to cry over spilled milk, Google released a statement acknowledging that perhaps it was a bit much to protect the identity of the Blurry Bovine and contributed some really bad puns themselves.
As we hoof it into the fraught twilight of our electoral process, it’s a nice reminder that sometimes a little silliness can lighten the moooood. Lighten yourselves up People and step away from the screen! There are crops to be harvested!
This week we have a private plane, some nothing, and cocaine fueled millions.
Kaitlin from the Rock is here with something out of character for her. “Hiiiii....
I'm finally reading an actual new book! While it is new! And from this year! I'm reading Before the Fall, by Noah Hawley. I'm totally hooked. It's the story about the aftermath of a private plane that crashes while flying from Martha's Vineyard to New York City, killing everyone on board except for a struggling artist and 4-year old son of a billionaire. The story flashes back to the lives of those on board and flashes forward to the investigation and artist's and child's now very altered lives. Of course, conspiracy theories abound about what caused the crash. Overall I'm enjoying this book and would recommend it as a fast read for those who liked thrillers like Gone Girl and Girl on the Train.“
Barbara M has just finished reading **Seinfeldia: How a Show About Nothing Changed Everything**by Jennifer Keishin Armstrong. “It’s a book for Seinfeld fans, not perfect, but very satisfying. There is the back story about the struggles to getting it approved and produced. There are anecdotes about the characters and situations many of which were based upon real events experienced either by the creators, Larry David or Jerry Seinfeld, or by the ever changing array of writers. The parts about the festivals inspired by the show were not as interesting as the parts about the show itself. This is a great gift book for any Seinfeld fan, for anyone who is always quoting from Seinfeld or for people whose life seems to be reflected in Seinfeld episodes.”
The Always Delightful Pat S has been wallowing in one of her obsessions with Pablo Escobar: My Father by Juan Pablo Escobar. That girl loves her some Cartel for reals. ‘Yes, yes, I am back on the cartel bandwagon, and what a bandwagon it is! What with the new Bryan Cranston movie The Infiltrator, Season 2 of Netflix’s hit Narcos premiering last week, and this new memoir of Pablo Escobar written by his son, it is nothing short of cartel overload-and I am enjoying every minute of it! This memoir is actually quite moving as this young man struggles to come to terms with who was Pablo Escobar? From the very beginning, Juan Pablo remembers a father who was extremely loving, supportive, gentle-and fun. The excessive lifestyle fueled by cocaine millions included mansions, three zoos stocked with exotic animals, every motorcycle, and car with a reputation for speed, lavish family trips-basically, a lifestyle we associate with Sultans. Yet from a very young age, this was balanced with months living in hiding, never moving without a bodyguard, and the 24 hour a day fear that your father could be assassinated at any moment. One time the family was trapped in a hideout with several million dollars in cash and no food because it wasn’t safe to go to a market. In spite of the pleas of his wife and children, Escobar senior was married to a life of crime and dying by the violence he perpetrated. And leaving the mess, mayhem and muck for his family to wade through at the end. A completely eye-opening read.”
DJ Jazzy Patty McC is here from Meat Chicken with the final musings and of course, _ The Playlist_. What’s good Pats? “Privacy. Is there such a thing anymore? Children are suing their parents for sharing photos of them when they were young. Private emails and photos are hacked and shared with the world. Police release an unblurred photo of a child with his addicted parents as a lesson and warning for others. Sure, you can erase your online presence, delete your email accounts, but is it enough? Increasingly we live in the age of Big Brother always watching. This does not make me paranoid, although it probably should, it just makes me sad and angsty. So, this week, I thought a grunge playlist was in order to soothe my angsty self, an era before we were all forced to live in the digital world. Enjoy, rock out and for God’s sake don’t send any nude photos because you know they’ll end up being shared with an unintended audience at some point. “