I remember when my son was being born and the midwife described labor: “On one side there are all the women who have not given birth, and on the other there are all the mothers welcoming you with love and open arms. And in the middle is a long dark path, that you and only you must walk alone.”
There are serious faults in Selby's stories. The degree of violence, the amount of blood and goae and semen, the sheer grotesqueness, sometimes nullifies or engulfs belief. Yet that the author is able to make one believe at all in this sordid, hopeless world is an extraordinary achievement. He does it by a vision of hell so stern that it cannot be chuckled or raged aside,and by a manner of writing which looks tricky but is not—is instead urgent and necessary to that vision.
We don’t believe that trust is about trusting us with your data, but rather about trusting our engineering abilities and know-how to design software that keeps your data in your hands rather than ours or anyone else’s. In order to help build that trust, we’ve made all of our software open source so anyone can look at how we design and build things. There are no secrets in there, because we never have access to your secrets to begin with.
Chouhan is mourning the tragedy. Yet he realizes that the poverty in his village, the hunger of his family, and the mounting debt from their medical treatment mean he must eventually return to the city to work. "When I left Bengaluru, I resolved never to return," he says. "The best I can do is wait for a few weeks to see if the lockdown is relaxed before heading out again for work."
On May 25, Minneapolis police officers arrested George Floyd, a 46-year-old black man, after a deli employee called 911, accusing him of buying cigarettes with a counterfeit $20 bill. Seventeen minutes after the first squad car arrived at the scene, Mr. Floyd was unconscious and pinned beneath three police officers, showing no signs of life.
Both countries run patrols along the disputed border, known as the Line of Actual Control, the precise location of which can be blurry. The packs of soldiers marching up and down the mountains are under strict orders not to shoot at each other, security analysts said, but that doesn’t stop them from throwing rocks. Or the occasional punch. Sometimes, big passing patrols collide. A few years ago, another Indo-China brawl broke out — and was captured on video — at the same mountain lake where some of the clashes happened this month.
First, while the advice of the health establishment cannot be dismissed lightly, the political demands from states for extensions are partly self-serving. Politicians love a pandemic for many reasons, and the main one is that they get to play benevolent uncles to the masses by doling out this freebie or that. Additionally, a lockdown shifts unprecedented power to the bureaucracy and law enforcement agencies, which makes politicians feel safer on their political perches
May 1st was my last day as a VP and Distinguished Engineer at Amazon Web Services, after five years and five months of rewarding fun. I quit in dismay at Amazon firing whistleblowers who were making noise about warehouse employees frightened of Covid-19.
Unfortunately for those hoping for privacy, the implementation of call security in Zoom may not match its exceptional usability. We determined that the Zoom app uses non-industry-standard cryptographic techniques with identifiable weaknesses. In addition, during multiple test calls in North America, we observed keys for encrypting and decrypting meetings transmitted to servers in Beijing, China. An app with easily-identifiable limitations in cryptography, security issues, and offshore servers located in China which handle meeting keys presents a clear target to reasonably well-resourced nation state attackers, including the People’s Republic of China.
No TV channel has come under more pressure from Mr. Modi’s government than NDTV, an influential network that airs in English and Hindi. Mr. Modi’s grudge goes back to 2002, when he was chief minister of Gujarat State, and NDTV journalists reported that his government stood by while hundreds of Muslims were massacred in religiously driven violence.
Speaking up comes at great personal cost. Being a whistleblower is not easy. It is not glamorous or fun. It will terrify you and scare you and forever change your life in ways that will be beyond your control. But, despite all of this, shining a light in the darkness is the right thing to do. In some cases, like my own, it is the only way to leave the world better than you found it.
Experts have questioned whether those passengers truly pose no risk to the general public. Some could develop symptoms later after having tested negative. Just two days after leaving the ship on Wednesday with a negative test result, a woman in her 60s developed a fever and tested positive for coronavirus on Saturday.
“It’s common when thinking about networks to talk about the trade-off between efficiency versus resilience,” Jon Stokes, a founder of Ars Technica and a deputy editor at The Prepared, an emergency preparedness site, told me recently. “Computers enable us to dial in the efficiency and complexity to insane degrees but we lose resilience in the system.”
Row 1 (from top): photographers: 1.4 times more common in N.Y.C.; fitness trainers: 1.4x; writers: 2.5x; taxi-drivers and chauffeurs: 1.3x; home health aides: 3.9x. Row 2: lawyers: 1.9x; laundry and dry-cleaning workers: 1.3x; refuse collectors: 1.3x; fine artists: 1.8x; jewellers: 2.8x. Row 3: bussers: 1.3x; crossing guards: 2.6x; architects: 1.7x; manicurists: 3.7x. Row 4: fashion designers: 5.9x; psychiatrists: 2.3x; financial analysts: 2.8x; bailiffs: 2.3x; art directors: 3.3x. Row 5: janitors and cleaners: 1.3x; hairdressers and cosmetologists: 1.2x; clergy: 1.6x; airline pilots and flight engineers: 1.7x; flight attendants: 2.0x.
Even if testing is quickly expanded, there is an additional rub: errant private sector hospitals will turn away all pneumonia patients—COVID-19 or not, because they cannot test for the virus and they cannot risk infecting other patients. “I feel pretty certain pneumonia patients, even those without COVID-19, are going to suffer in the coming days,” Jain said. “The government can keep denying the extent of transmission but that’s not going to save the patients. Private hospitals will turn them away, just as they did with the Kalaburagi patient.”
The difference between profound and superficial minimalism may be a matter of conceptual inversion: the question is whether you accept diminishment in order to more efficiently assert your will or whether you assert your will in order to accept the unseen bounty of self-diminishment. This is also where the minimalism of ideas meets the minimalism of things—the latter argues that ridding yourself of possessions means ridding yourself of trouble and difficulty; the former suggests that the end point of stripping away excess is the realization that the world is more troubled, more difficult, more discomfiting, and also more wondrous and full of possibility than it seems.
The first symptom of grief that day was an inability to eat. It was new to me. It made my grief concrete, and it lasted all week, disappearing only after the cremation. One of the attendants at the crematorium, just before the coffin rolled away to be consumed, invited me to place my hand on the coffin. The rites of death were completely new to me; this was the comfort that many before me had instinctively sought. It didn’t work for me. The coffin was a coffin; below my hand, wood was wood.
The months and years passed. Thirty years passed. I wrote many books; I became a writer. My serenity was like a permanent condition. I became more and more removed from that awful journey to London, and in the moments when I thought of it I didn’t think grief could come near me again. It was a poor way of thinking. We are never finished with grief. It is part of the fabric of living. It is always waiting to happen. Love makes memories and life precious; the grief that comes to us is proportionate to that love and is inescapable. This grief has its own exigencies. We can never tell beforehand for whom we will feel grief. I never thought, after all I had suffered for my father, that I would be laid low, and almost in the same way, by my younger brother. He was not close to me. He wished to appear to be making his own way. I had to let him go, and I got used to the distance.
Cutouts is an open source application. Code licensed under the MIT license. Copyright 2018 Siddharth Kannan