Why are hurricanes in Asia called typhoons? Got me. Nomenclature aside, a big
hurricane typhoon hurri-phoon is about to lash Formosa. BBC:
Schools and other public buildings in several areas of Taiwan, including the capital, were closed on Wednesday in advance of a powerful typhoon.
Typhoon Talim is scheduled to hit the northern, eastern and central parts of the island early on Thursday.
The government has told citizens to stay away from coastal areas amid concern over possible flash floods and landslides.
Meanwhile, in related natural disaster news, the scene Florida, Louisiana, and Mississippi is very, very bad.
UPDATE: Here’re some amazing photos from New Orleans.
Christopher Hitchens: “The case for overthrowing Saddam was unimpeachable. Why, then, is the administration tongue-tied?”
Hitchens, Iraq, war
I went to a party Saturday night* and overheard an interesting snippet of conversation.
“Yeah, well,” a male voice behind me was telling his friends, “the thing is he wasn’t even all that respected in the graffiti community.”
I cocked my head and perked my ears up and, yes, that’s who they were talking about: DC’s most notorious (and recently apprehended) paint-flinging scofflaw, Borf (sample tags here.)
*Farewell, Sonya and Mike!
A new Truman Capote biopic is opening on September 30th. The film tells the story of Capote investigating and writing the classic “non-fiction novel” In Cold Blood. The movie’s called “Capote,” and the trailer is promising. Philip Seymour Hoffman will play TC, and the movie also features the excellent Catherine Keener and Chris Cooper.
Capote is one of my favorite writers. He wrote stunning prose and he lived an out-sized life, once allegedly proclaiming “I am three things: An alcoholic, a homosexual, and a genius.”
His first novel, Other Voices Other Rooms, which he published at age 24, contains passages so eloquent that, if you have a single sensitive bone in your body, may well make you weep.
The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person’s nature; only hyprocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.