To find out, we analyzed library borrowing patterns for every author in the Norton Anthology of American Literature (1945 to the Present).
Excited to share this new CHR paper & data!
anthology.ach.org/volumes/vol0...
#CHR2025
To find out, we analyzed library borrowing patterns for every author in the Norton Anthology of American Literature (1945 to the Present).
Excited to share this new CHR paper & data!
anthology.ach.org/volumes/vol0...
#CHR2025
Ok, that is a VERY strained figure of speech. But I believe it to be accurate.
Ok, that is a VERY strained figure of speech. But I believe it to be accurate.
PRIEST: No, the GPS says we have to keep going—
SKULL: I KNOW A SHORTCUT
PRIEST: Do you remember the last ti—
SKULL: FOR THOSE WITH FAITH, NO EVIDENCE IS NECESSARY; FOR THOSE WITHOUT IT, NO EVIDENCE WILL SUFFICE
Photograph by Daniel Ibanez
PRIEST: No, the GPS says we have to keep going—
SKULL: I KNOW A SHORTCUT
PRIEST: Do you remember the last ti—
SKULL: FOR THOSE WITH FAITH, NO EVIDENCE IS NECESSARY; FOR THOSE WITHOUT IT, NO EVIDENCE WILL SUFFICE
"Oh fuck no."
"Oh fuck no."
He says the military has launched a new platform that "puts the world's most powerful frontier AI models, starting with Google Gemini, directly into the hands of every American warrior."
"But I'm not-"
"Tick tock, motherfucker."
"But I'm not-"
"Tick tock, motherfucker."
Ptarmigan is from Gaelic 'tarmachan' meaning "croaker". The p- was added when people mistakenly assumed it was a Greek word.
A bird forever warning people: "A werewolf!" (just in case of werewolves).
Ptarmigan is from Gaelic 'tarmachan' meaning "croaker". The p- was added when people mistakenly assumed it was a Greek word.
A bird forever warning people: "A werewolf!" (just in case of werewolves).
You run downstairs, excited to open the first door. A voice in the back of your mind tries to tell you that you didn't actually buy an advent calendar this year—and this wasn't in the house when you went to bed last night—but you push that aside.
You run downstairs, excited to open the first door. A voice in the back of your mind tries to tell you that you didn't actually buy an advent calendar this year—and this wasn't in the house when you went to bed last night—but you push that aside.