Should unwilling fathers be required to pay child support? “If one has a strongly intuitionistic approach, the biological model (where participation in a process of sexual intercourse resulting in pregnancy and childbirth is sufficient for obligation) is probably the best option. While it might lack in philosophical grounding, there are relatively few counterintuitive implications (at least that I can think of)”
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Much of this will be familiar to anybody who has dipped a toe into behavioural psychology — Kahneman, Kahan, confirmation bias, affect and so on — but still, it’s well put together, and pushes a bit harder than you might expect at first. Yes, people are reluctant to change their minds. But: “On the one hand, it doesn’t make sense to discard an entire belief system, built up over a lifetime, because of some new snippet of information”
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Two male tractor drivers live together in a remote village in Belarus. Both had wives and children before discovering they were in love with each other. Their wives left, taking the children. Transcript of a frank and touching conversation. About love, marriage, sex. “The village has accepted it. But then, this is a dead village, there’s nobody here but pensioners. The old dears found it a bit weird, of course, but they soon go used to it”
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Day Five of
Slate‘s trial coverage. A recommendation for the series so far, not just this post. Every dose comes full of flavour. “John Martorano is a porpoise of a man inside a massive suit jacket. His face disappears into the fat of his neck. When he takes the stand today—tinted eyeglasses, polka-dot tie, pocket square—he tells us he is 72 years old, divorced, and unemployed. Also, he has murdered 20 people”
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Finnish liftmaker Kona has announced a super-strong, super-light cable made of carbon-fiber, 90% lighter than steel, which can raise an elevator a kilometre or more — twice the existing limit. Since the effectiveness of lifts is one of the main constraints on the height of buildings, this breakthrough could allow for a new generation of skyscrapers twice the height of existing ones. The mile-high tower-block is coming. And maybe space elevators too
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It’s better not to get involved at all in a conflict that you cannot win. But since the Obama administration has decided to get involved in Syria, here are some rules of thumb. America doesn’t have any reliable friends in this one. Not Qatar, not Saudi, not Turkey. Don’t give the rebels anything that we’d want to get back afterwards, such as portable anti-aircraft weapons. And — this ought to be obvious — have clear rules for the endgame
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“To a visitor from North America, where bird hunting is well regulated and only naughty farm boys shoot songbirds, the situation in the Mediterranean is appalling: Every year, from one end of it to the other, hundreds of millions of songbirds and larger migrants are killed for food, profit, sport, and general amusement. All across Europe bird populations are in steep decline, and the slaughter in the Mediterranean is one of the causes”
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“
Worker: It’s 6:37 AM, let’s begin hammering.
Second Worker: Are we nailing anything in today?
Worker: No, we’re just striking the bare, wooden floor with our hammers.
Second Worker: How hard are we hammering today?
Worker: Boss wants us to alternate between hammering with great force and exceptionally great force. We take breaks when the man living downstairs leaves the building”
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Another fine review of recent Thatcher biographies by Charles Moore and Robin Harris. “When people attain a certain level of fame, their notable acts have been so exhaustively described and analysed that what we crave to know about them is the banal and everyday: what they might have in common with the rest of humanity, rather than what sets them apart. This is true of the Queen, for example. It is even truer of Margaret Thatcher”
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Germany accounts for one-fifth of the EU’s production and one-quarter of its exports. It has low unemployment, a balanced budget, and falling government debt. Power in Europe is shifting to Berlin. For Germany, this ought to be a time of triumph. But Germany isn’t like that, at least not yet. It has no historical experience of successful international leadership, and no great desire to lead. Can it rise to the opportunity?
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Icky in parts, also funny, original, and highly informative. “You can buy a mole for a tenner on eBay. Three crows might cost you twenty. Merely searching for these things changes eBay’s profile on you and they start suggesting sheep thigh bones, dental picks and disembodied hawk feet.” Nor had it occurred to me, before reading this, that the giblets bagged up inside a store-bought chicken are not going to be the bird’s own
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Essay pegged to Jeremy Adelman’s book,
Worldly Philosopher: The Odyssey of Albert O. Hirschman, centred on Hirschman’s insight that the greatest progress is made not when things go exactly as planned, but when they go wrong in a big way, and an innovative solution has to be found. “The entrepreneur does not see himself as a risk-taker, because he operates under the useful delusion that what he’s attempting is not risky”
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Amazing stuff.
Spiegel rounds up the architects responsible for three national fiascos — Stuttgart’s train station, Hamburg’s concert house, Berlin’s airport — and asks them to explain. They blame contractors, clients, national character, changing regulations, and, just a little bit, themselves. “A building project doesn’t simply progress from A to Z, with everything going according to plan. Most plans start at the end”
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Cardiologist sets out the medical argument that the great composer did indeed have syphilis, a claim furiously disputed by Britten’s admirers, but reported as fact in Paul Kildea’s new biography. This article pretty much settles the argument. A surgeon who performed open-heart surgery on Britten in 1973 found signs of syphilis. The surgeon told Davies, who told a colleague, who told Kildea
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“Oliver Bernard, who has died aged 87, was a Communist book-packer, an RAF pilot, a gasworks fireman, a tramlines repairer, a kitchen porter, a male prostitute, a rider of freight cars in Canada, a prize-winning advertising copywriter, a drama teacher, a CND campaigner, a prisoner, a patient on the analyst’s couch and a convert to Roman Catholicism. He was, though, better known as a poet and translator of Apollinaire and Rimbaud”
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Consider the names of ten popular herbicides:
Roundup; Ranger; Rascal; Rattler; Honcho; Rodeo; Escort; Bronco; Lariat; Prosecutor. Why all the brawn and bluster? “In a world where climate change and herbicide-resistance take power from farmers and into the unpredictable hands of the elements, the sense of control — or illusion of control — can mean a lot. What’s in a name? The ability to turn an anxious farmer into a self-assured head Honcho”
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An Australian food critic goes to Outback Steakhouse. With foreseeable results. “Maybe it’s just me, but sometimes I feel as though I can taste the barely perceptible flavor of misery in a piece of meat. The cow’s misery? The cook’s misery? I’ve declared more than once that you can taste love in food, so why not misery? Still, it’s hard to argue with a $20 filet that’s as big as your head and comes with a wedge salad covered in glop”
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“The real terror is the Three Sheltered Old Men because they don’t sleep and they don’t have normal conversations. They’re completely sporadic: an observation is made, perhaps it is agreed on, then anywhere from two to forty-five minutes pass before the next one. That’s the random non-rhythm your brain will feed on like an indeterminate box of small, enjoyable foreign chocolates, and you’re never going to relax or get any sleep”
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