Ah, Saturday. Avast, ye scurvy bilge rats.
Well, it’s official. Just having a smartphone in your pocket makes you stupid.
Sad news overnight about Ruth Bader Ginsburg‘s passing. The politics around who will replace her on the court is about to become insane, 2020-style.
Speaking about 2020-style politics, there’s this in New Hampshire.
Nantucket in the 1970s was an interesting place. The Chicken Box and Prestons. Mitchell’s Books, The Hub. Beach parties just like the one in Jaws. Star Wars at the Dreamland Theater and those curly fries at The Brotherhood. You might see Fred Rogers or one of the Stillers in the checkout line at the Finast. But one fixture on the island was a little scary: Madaket Millie. We were warned not to get too close. Stan Grossfeld managed to make friends with her, though. Here’s an old article he wrote about Millie that recently resurfaced.
And the challenge of fighting large, distributed fires on the West Coast is exposing gaps in firefighting technology. It might be time for an upgrade from paper maps and pencils.