History

Blewburton hillfort, South Oxfordshire. pic.twitter.com/3YGpbe2REe

— 𝙃𝙚𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙮 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚 (@thorneh) January 22, 2026

 

An Insight

Thucydides, a 2,400 year old quote just as applicable today pic.twitter.com/UXNOi1wfFU

— Atlas Press (@realAtlasPress) January 21, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

🚨: 93 million miles away, the Sun erupted. Days later, this is the result in an Alaskan driveway.pic.twitter.com/nOHuzr0CPr

— Curiosity (@MAstronomers) January 22, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

pic.twitter.com/FcFGKpy1sy

— Eric Alper 🎧 (@ThatEricAlper) January 21, 2026

 

Data Talks

Population barely changed, but SNAP doubled due to massive fraud https://t.co/MxEWwquS1I

— Elon Musk (@elonmusk) January 22, 2026

 

Man and Woman Dancing, c. 1923) by Joseph Christian Leyendecker

Man and Woman Dancing, c. 1923) by Joseph Christian Leyendecker (Germany/America, 1874-1951)

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History

pic.twitter.com/wilzj17VAw

— Classical Studies Memes (@CSMFHT) January 22, 2026

 

An Insight

True, and as @naval says, this is a blessing https://t.co/QAaEWswGgK pic.twitter.com/EPmYJx0c6j

— Anders K. (@Falliblemusings) January 6, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Whaler made scrimshawed whale ivory Sea Horse pie crimper, circa 1850 pic.twitter.com/7iXR3bB3Sn

— Archaeology & Art (@archaeologyart) January 21, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Big weather system coming through.
Here's what we know so far. pic.twitter.com/hkb4NGhEpH

— Weapon 𝕏 (@HellRaz0r1776) January 21, 2026

 

Data Talks

this is such facts and i've seen it firsthand

my mates older sister is a corporate recruiter for a fortune 500

few drinks in at christmas she started talking

"you want to know how many of those linkedin jobs are real?"

i said yeah

"maybe 30%. and thats generous"

she pulled… https://t.co/hZCY2wxGsq

— James Shields (@scaling_shields) January 21, 2026

 

The Can-can, 1889-90 by Georges Seurat

The Can-can, 1889-90 by Georges Seurat (France, 1859-1891)

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History

On November 4, 1791, a Western Confederacy of Native American warriors led by Little Turtle and Blue Jacket decimated Arthur St. Clair's expedition near the Wabash River in present-day Ohio. The confederation's 1,000 warriors struck at dawn, killing 632 soldiers and wounding 264… pic.twitter.com/eKspU4gB6N

— Dr. M.F. Khan (@Dr_TheHistories) January 22, 2026

 

An Insight

.@daviddeutschoxf has said that everyone, when they are most creative, is Popperian—whether they know it or not. And if that mindset could be bottled and spread, humanity would take a massive leap forward.

Don't buy it? Here is Elon Musk, the world’s highest-impact human,… pic.twitter.com/rY3yCMl9Wn

— Anders K. (@Falliblemusings) January 9, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

This is one of my favorite moments on the internet.

A YouTuber is walking around SpaceX, asking questions like a normal curious person who actually understands rockets.

He points something out, Elon Musk pauses, thinks about it, and goes: “Thanks, we’re going to fix that.”… pic.twitter.com/j5BhLwu0Iv

— Sovey (@SoveyX) January 21, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Blaming Climate Change pic.twitter.com/scDlt9l9LH

— Bjorn Lomborg (@BjornLomborg) January 21, 2026

 

Data Talks

You've heard of the studies where they give the same dataset/research question to a bunch of researchers and they tend to get different answers, right?

Why is that?

This new working paper shows that it has a lot to do with data cleaning.

This is consistent with Gelman's… pic.twitter.com/FClI8VtosB

— John B. Holbein (@JohnHolbein1) January 21, 2026

 

Winter Dawn by Jo Grundy

Winter Dawn by Jo Grundy (England)

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History

You're right, Amy. I will add the footnote I always add when commenting on the film: Gene Kranz was an authentic hero on Apollo 13 and his role is accurately portrayed. What the film didn't cover was that Gene's White Team left Mission Control an hour after the accident, and… https://t.co/8YZM0IHwDr

— Charles Murray (@charlesmurray) January 21, 2026

 

An Insight

Now and then I have to conduct family business in my ancestral homeland in very rural southern Mississippi where my family has been for 216 years. In the course of such things, I have to interact with the county courthouse, tax assessor, etc in county seats in cities with…

— cdrsalamander (@cdrsalamander) January 20, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Olavinlinna, St. Olaf's Castle, Finland, is the northernmost medieval stone castle in Europe. Finished in 1499 by a Danish-Swedish noble to secure the border areas against Russia. Modernized in the 18th century. Never captured in battle. pic.twitter.com/5NLdIlmLsx

— Wrath Of Gnon (@wrathofgnon) January 22, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

People think I do all the cooking for myself and my husband because I have some trad belief that men don’t belong in the kitchen. The truth is that I am Italian and my husband is English, and I do not believe any English person of any gender belongs in my kitchen.

— Icona (@iconawrites) January 20, 2026

 

Data Talks

There is still widespread denial about this among Democrats, a lot of talk about how Trump's base is wealthy contractors, car dealers etc.

Yes, many of Trump's most ardent supporters are of that type. But where he *expanded* the GOP base, where Democrats lost support, was lower… https://t.co/gUse66P2de

— Alec MacGillis (@AlecMacGillis) January 20, 2026

 

The Empire of Light, 1954 by René Magritte (Belgium, 1898-1967)

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Of the Sixth and Seventh Century by C.P. Cavafy

Of the Sixth and Seventh Century

by C.P. Cavafy

It's very interesting and moving,

the Alexandria of the sixth century, or early in the seventh

before the coming of the mighty Arab nation.

She still speaks Greek, officially;

perhaps without much verve, yet, as is only fitting,

she speaks our language still.

Throughout the Greek world it's destined to fade away;

but here it's still holding up as best it can.

It's not unnatural if we have looked upon

this particular era so feelingly,

we who now have once more borne

the sound of Greek speech back to her soil.

History

The Lycian tombs at Sidyma are among the most atmospheric funerary landscapes in ancient Lycia, in southwestern Anatolia near modern Dodurga, not far from Fethiye.

Sidyma’s tombs are scattered across steep, terraced hillsides, olive groves, and rocky outcrops rather than… pic.twitter.com/kQKi7lsGkl

— Following Hadrian (@carolemadge) January 21, 2026

 

An Insight

I’ll publish a longer article on this tomorrow, but here is the simplest way to explain what makes Islam fundamentally different from every other major religion, and why it is uniquely destabilizing.

Judaism, Sikhism, Christianity, and Islam are monotheistic religions, which…

— Dan Burmawi (@DanBurmawy) January 20, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

"It's just a wood in England, it can't be that cool" 😱😍 pic.twitter.com/zBrr1jasya

— Gollumgram (@Gollumgram) January 22, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

A man on his deathbed calls for his lawyer...

"I want to revise my will one last time," he whispers. "I'm leaving everything to my devoted brother, Charles."

The lawyer is shocked. "But sir, for years you've told me Charles is a liar and a thief! What about your friends?…

— 𝙅𝙤𝙨𝙝™ (@SommyWritesWeb3) January 21, 2026

 

Data Talks

evergreen https://t.co/eUTfzvjAgO pic.twitter.com/TMlAxFmQhd

— Max (@minordissent) January 20, 2026

 

Hampstead Village, Flask Walk, 2025 by Liam O'Farrell

Hampstead Village, Flask Walk, 2025 by Liam O'Farrell (Britain)

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History

Just a reminder that Benjamin Franklin was a teenage anon sh*tposter cosplaying as a woman.

Before lightning, bifocals, or founding a country, Benjamin Franklin was a 16 year old printer’s apprentice sneaking essays under a door at night. Signed by a fake middle aged widow named… pic.twitter.com/1TkGxii7bD

— InfantryDort (@infantrydort) January 21, 2026

 

An Insight

“In the multiculturalist’s mental world, in which the savages are forever noble, there is no criterion by which to distinguish high art from low trash.”

Theodore Dalrymple pic.twitter.com/RYrK0liwp6

— Mark W. (@DurhamWASP) January 20, 2026

 

The hard work is refusing two temptations

From The Helicopter, The Courtroom, & The Greater Good by Rajesh Achanta.  The subheading is ... hope. recently airborne.  Speaking about the strategy and tactics regarding the Maduro raid in Venezuela.

The hard work is refusing two temptations: moral purity that won’t speak about outcomes, and moral convenience that speaks only about outcomes.

If we want to argue about this without chest-thumping or doom, its useful to separate two sentences that people keep merging: I’m glad this happened and I endorse the method. Those are different claims.

 

I see wonderful things

"The Dialogue of Seska Solsa with a Weasel," a painting by the Ingush artist Khozh-Akhmed Imagozhev.

Seska Solsa is one of the central heroes of the Vainakh Nart Sagas. According to legend, he possessed the gift of understanding the language of animals, and the weasel was his… pic.twitter.com/q3HPT3p6rP

— PAN CAUCASUS (@pancaucasus) January 21, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

A math professor, Dave, has a problem with his sink, so he calls a plumber...

The plumber comes over and quickly fixes the sink. The professor is happy until he gets the bill. He tells the plumber, "How can you charge this much? This is half of my paycheck." But he pays it…

— 🇨🇭🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿InLucysHead🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🇨🇭© (@InsideLucysHead) January 21, 2026

 

Data Talks

It’s not about his ego. It’s not about the Nobel Peace Prize. It’s not about the Mercator projection. It’s not about imperialism. It’s not about resources. It’s not about real estate.

This is what it has always been about, and this is why it was always going to happen. pic.twitter.com/DUu36QAkAk

— Payton Alexander (@AlexanderPayton) January 19, 2026

 

Perhaps people throw themselves into heated polemics to give content to their lives, to warm their hearts.

From Sparks: Eric Hoffer and the art of the notebook by Tom Bethell.  One of Hoffer's observations is:

POLEMICS GIVE WARMTH

Perhaps people throw themselves into heated polemics to give content to their lives, to warm their hearts. What Luther said of hatred is true of all quarreling. There is nothing like a feud to make life seem full and interesting. 1950

Seventy-years later and with the always-in, always connected, social media rich internet, we can see that the technology has changed but the human motivation is the same.

With a caveat.  In 1950, even in prosperous America, everyone was much closer to the financial margin.  We are astonishingly wealthier, healthier, live in bigger houses, with more things than ever in history.  Your average American today lives a safer, healthier, richer and more comfortable, life than any medieval monarch.  

It used to be fate and circumstance forced existential, life-and-death trials and tribulations on us with great frequency.  Mere survival gave life meaning.

The further we pull away from that dangerous frontier where survival is a real question, it seems like the more some people are disposed towards meaningless quarreling in order to give meaning to life.  

It is notable that the friction created on social media is at such variance from real life.  Pareto distribution is everywhere.  Only a small percent of people use X (or any social media platform) and only a small proportion of those on the platform generate most the content, and most that content tends to be self-created quarreling.  

Not only are people safer and more comfortable but at the same time we have created a mechanism for them to create the quarreling cantankerous environment (think BueSky) that creates a simulacrum of meaning.  

There are people who believe only so far as they understand

From Wilson by A. Scott Berg

Wilson never doubted his faith. “There are people who believe only so far as they understand,” he said, “—that seems to me presumptuous.” The power of religion, he insisted, made his life “worth living.”

I think it is one of the ironies of our culture that there are such tensions within our constituent sources.  The modern west is the offspring of Christianity, Classical Liberalism and the Scientific Revolution (Rational Empiricism combined with the Scientific Method).  It is a rich mix and Christianity is a critical moderating influence to the authoritarianism and even totalitarianism which are a not uncommon side-effect of rational empiricism.  

Yet Protestant Christians weekly proclaim the mystery of faith:

Christ has died.

Christ is risen.

Christ will come again.

The Empirical Rationalist can argue themselves up to a certain point of anemic faith, a point of convincing probabilities of an historical event, but that is a mere shadow.  Christianity is a matter of faith in an unproven miracle.  If it were proven, there would be no faith.  

The leap of faith for the Classical Liberal/Empirical Rationalist is to go beyond being a person who believes only so far as they understand.  The more a Classical Liberal/Empirical Rationalist you are, the greater is the leap of faith into belief.  

A Voyage to the Moon by Gustave Doré

A Voyage to the Moon by Gustave Doré (France, 1832-1883)

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History

Story goes that during WWII, the British Indian Army planned to drop a company of the toughest Gurkhas behind Japanese lines to help stop the oncoming invaders. A British major explained the plan to the Gurkha sergeant major, saying: “We’ll drop you from 600 feet.”

The sergeant… pic.twitter.com/Oty3VLZqo2

— Dr. M.F. Khan (@Dr_TheHistories) January 21, 2026

 

An Insight

Francis Fukuyama is a fucking genius and a prophet. pic.twitter.com/5ux2CSMxSp

— LoLNothingMatters (@DastDn) May 6, 2024

 

I see wonderful things

Wow.

This looks like an amazing project.

Scholars at UMichigan have recently collected a massive dataset of over 1.1M podcast transcripts that is largely comprehensive of all English language podcasts.

Using this data, they conduct an investigation into the content,… pic.twitter.com/VGkDUxqdiB

— John B. Holbein (@JohnHolbein1) January 21, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

A letter from today’s ⁦@thetimes⁩ with some fine courtroom humour… pic.twitter.com/OVqWriDTB2

— Mary Aspinall-Miles (@MAMBarLife) January 20, 2026

 

Data Talks

Canada is pillaging Alberta. To the point Ottawa is bought and paid by Albertans.

For comparison, Washington loses 10 billion a year on Alaska — we give much more than we take. https://t.co/GAvyo0YGsD

— Peter St Onge, Ph.D. (@profstonge) January 20, 2026

 

Manet on the Isle of Wight, 1875 by Berthe Morisot

Manet on the Isle of Wight, 1875 by Berthe Morisot (France, 1841-1895)

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History

Many Victorian Londoners had no choice but to eat bread made in disgusting bakeries "infested with rats, beetles and cockroaches" and bulked out with alum, a derivative of aluminium.

That changed in the 1860s when student John Dauglish invented a cheaper, more hygienic way of…

— Phoebe Arslanagić-Little (@PMArslanagic) January 20, 2026

 

An Insight

I stopped taking advice from childless people.

Fitness. Productivity. Life advice. All of it.

And here's why:

It's not that they're wrong. It's that they're playing a completely different game.

Taking life advice from someone without kids is like getting marriage tips from a…

— Chris Boettcher (@chrisboettcher9) January 20, 2026

 

Dogmeat General, the basest warlord. And poet.

The stories large and small that still await discovery.  How can anyone ever be bored.

I just came across Zhang Zongchang, hearing him described as "the best warrior poet of China during the warlords era."  Ironically, as it turns out.  From Wikipedia:

Zhang Zongchang (Chinese: 張宗昌; pinyin: Zhāng Zōngchāng; also romanized as Chang Tsung-chang; 1881 – 3 September 1932), courtesy name Xiaokun, was a Chinese warlord who ruled Shandong from 1925 to 1928. A member of the Fengtian clique, Zhang was notorious for his brutal and ruthless behavior, eccentric personality, and extravagant lifestyle, which earned him nicknames such as the "Dogmeat General"; Time in 1927 dubbed him China's "basest warlord".

Zhang's troops were defeated by the National Revolutionary Army during the Northern Expedition in 1928, and he fled to Japan before returning to Shandong in 1932, where he was assassinated by a young officer.

Hard not to excerpt the whole entry for its improbable reality.

Zhang was born in 1881 in Ye County (掖縣, now Laizhou city) in Shandong. His family was poor. Zhang's father worked as a head shaver and trumpeter, and was an alcoholic. His mother was an exorcist and "practicing witch". His parents eventually separated. Zhang stayed with his mother who had taken a new lover. In his teens, Zhang's family moved to Manchuria (which was known as Chuang Guandong at that time), where Zhang became involved in petty crime in Harbin. He successively worked as a pickpocket, bouncer, and prospector. At some point, he worked in Siberia, learning Russian. Zhang eventually became a bandit in the Chinese countryside, though he served as auxiliary for the Imperial Russian Army during the Russo-Japanese War in 1904–1905. Following the conflict, he returned to crime and rose to lead his own bandit gang.

Alcoholic head shaver and exorcist/practicing witch - Chinese genealogy is lit.

There is a whole section on his nicknames.  

"Old Eighty-Six": The origin of this nickname is unclear. According to rumour it either referred to his height or to the length of his penis, which was said to measure up to a pile of 86 Mexican silver dollars when erect. Mexican silver dollars were a common currency in China at the time.

During the 1920s warlord era in China, Mexican silver dollars were a common currency?  Really?

The entry is just filled with arresting facts and writing.  

Zhang was notorious for his hobby of splitting the skulls of prisoners with his sword, and for hanging dissidents from telephone poles. Despite his negative reputation, however, Zhang was also known to be very sociable, charming and commanded the respect of his troops as well as superiors.

It just doesn't stop.  There has to be a movie about such an improbable character.

Zhang loved to boast about the size of his penis, which became part of his legend. He was a "well-known womanizer" and polygamist. At the height of his power, he had some 30 to 50 concubines of different nationalities, who were given numbers since he could not remember their names nor speak their language. According to Time, several of his concubines had been forcibly seized from rich families in Shandong. However, some of his concubines stayed with him throughout his career, with him marrying the earliest when he was still a coolie. His concubines included Chinese, Japanese, Russians, Koreans, Mongolians and at least one American. According to research by journalist John Gunther, his harem included concubines of 26 different nationalities. Zhang reportedly ate meat of black Chow Chow dogs every day, as it was popularly believed at the time that this meat would boost a man's virility. He was free with his gifts, lavishly squandering money and concubines on superiors and friends. As a result, his commanders were very loyal to him, contributing to his military success.

OK, enough distractions.  What about the poetry?

Although only semi-literate, Zhang Zongchang was also known for writing poetry, though his works (such as the "Poem about bastards", the "Daming Lake poem", "Visiting Penglai Pavilion", and "Pray for Rain") are generally considered to be quite bad. However, according to Zhang's fourth daughter Zhang Chunsui, Zhang was not in the habit of writing poems. Some sources have also disputed these poems as being fabrications made by his political opponent Han Fuju to slander him. When asked about where he got his education, Zhang liked to say that he went to the 'College of the Green Forest,' a common euphemism for banditry at the time.

Poem About Bastards was the fleeting reference that started me down this alley.

Poem About Bastards

by Zhang Zongchang

You tell me to do this,

He tells me to do that.

You're all bastards,

Go fuck your mother.

I see wonderful things

When I became the Chief Marketing Officer at Levi's, at about 2 months in, I had some mid-level know it all come into my office to tell me everyone hated me, I was steering the ship into oblivion. She told me everyone knew I was doing a terrible job. (The brand had been in… https://t.co/L3eeaJV2Ue

— Jennifer Sey (@JenniferSey) January 21, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Q: Who could make Socrates fun?
A: Scott Adams
"I wish I were dumber so I could be more certain about my opinions. It looks fun." pic.twitter.com/rE5KmTu6vk

— Anders K. (@Falliblemusings) January 14, 2026

 

Data Talks

Many people currently behind bars could be released with minimal threat to others. However, even by more generous estimates, most could not: https://t.co/bWVPMqGetc

The most disadvantaged constituents would be most exposed to risk and harm if these folks were simply released. pic.twitter.com/IZ72Taqrmh

— Musa al-Gharbi (@Musa_alGharbi) January 20, 2026

 

Winter at Etikhove, 1943 by Leo Piron

Winter at Etikhove, 1943 by Leo Piron (Belgium, 1899-1962)

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History

Archeologists working at Peru’s Huaca Pucllana ruins pulled a mummy from a tomb, thought to be from the ancient Wari culture that flourished before the Incas.

Besides the female mummy, the tomb contained the remains of two other adults and a child. It was the first intact Wari… pic.twitter.com/99QElJ4M5Y

— ArchaeoHistories (@histories_arch) January 21, 2026

 

An Insight

>>>Or we could just stop being a commie clown nation & reinstate ourselves as top dog again. https://t.co/vQHEDM0VEu pic.twitter.com/IvM9UCr5l9

— Ye Olde Holborn☣️ (@Ye_Olde_Holborn) January 20, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

The dreamers, thinkers, tinkerers, welders, and financiers should be revered with the majesty and beauty they deserve https://t.co/qp2I59RRRJ

— Anders K. (@Falliblemusings) January 15, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

I’ve chosen this wallpaper for its quintessentially British motifs pic.twitter.com/X4N8oL9S5h

— Dr Helen Ingram (@drhingram) January 20, 2026

 

Data Talks

Between 2004 and 2014, nine American states implemented strict voter ID laws.

Voter turnout was not affected.

Voter ID *does not* seem to suppress voters. pic.twitter.com/xPp6AJElAr

— Crémieux (@cremieuxrecueil) January 20, 2026

 

A Garden by Auguste Renoir

A Garden by Auguste Renoir (France, 1841-1919)

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Roman Ruins, 1872 by Adalbert Stifter

Roman Ruins, 1872 by Adalbert Stifter (Bohemia/Austria, 1805-1868)

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History

In The Beginning of Infinity, @daviddeutschoxf notes that humans, despite our infinite potential, made very little progress until the Enlightenment, where progress exploded in an ever-accelerating wave that we're still riding. So what exactly was The Enlightenment?

Deutsch,… pic.twitter.com/9oRKSYpgsa

— Anders K. (@Falliblemusings) January 16, 2026

 

An Insight

I think the most depressing fact about humanity is that during the 2000s most of the world was handed essentially free access to the entirety of knowledge and that didn't trigger a golden age.

— rabbitholebot (@rabbitholebot) January 19, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

There are large castings.

Then there's the largest single casting ever poured.

600 tons of molten steel through multiple melts.

6 weeks to cool enough (from 1500°C to ~1000°C) to be removed from the sand mold, then cooled further, then 2 weeks in heat treat.

Pre-machined… pic.twitter.com/fBbYGNgGPD

— ＤＡＮ_ＡＮＴＯＮＥＬＬＩ (@__el__toro__) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

How the world officially names the ‘Persian Gulf’. pic.twitter.com/1JlduuZkM5

— Xavi Ruiz (@xruiztru) January 20, 2026

 

Data Talks

People are sharing this data table to argue that ICE isn't targeting criminals. But what it shows is that 53% of illegal immigrants detained by ICE are either convicted criminals OR pending criminal charges.

Unless it's the case that 53% of all illegal immigrants are criminals… pic.twitter.com/uAzqJ7MOUT

— Colin Wright (@SwipeWright) January 20, 2026

 

Eros and the Goddesses of Destiny, 1908 by Julius Kronberg

Eros and the Goddesses of Destiny, 1908 by Julius Kronberg (Sweden, 1850-1921)

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History

During the German occupation of Paris in World War II, the rector of the Great Mosque of Paris, Si Kaddour Benghabrit, quietly turned a place of worship into a lifeline. While Paris lived under constant surveillance, Benghabrit used the mosque’s unique position as a religious and… pic.twitter.com/YudAG1dPf1

— Dr. M.F. Khan (@Dr_TheHistories) January 20, 2026

 

An Insight

One of the most profound transformations of our time is unfolding quietly: a demographic revolution in the birth rates of India and China.

Consider 1950. The People's Republic of China had just been founded (1949), and India had recently gained independence (1947). This is the… pic.twitter.com/sOup2N1DrU

— Jesús Fernández-Villaverde (@JesusFerna7026) January 20, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Wistman’s Wood on Dartmoor is one of Britain’s last surviving ancient temperate rainforests, with stunted oak trees that may be hundreds of years old.

High in the valley of the West Dart River, its twisted branches and granite boulder floor create an eerie, almost enchanted… pic.twitter.com/fevQ47dTOw

— Dr. M.F. Khan (@Dr_TheHistories) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Goth Waifu Amelia is now the mascot of UK nationalism and has gone viral after the UK panicked and took her game down.

Make UK great again. pic.twitter.com/ocaaC0CIEF

— Pirat_Nation 🔴 (@Pirat_Nation) January 17, 2026

 

Data Talks

In the 20th century, poor whites voted to the left of rich ones.

But that changed in 2016. And by 2024, the relationship between income and Republicanism had inverted completely: The more money a white voter made, the more likely they were to back Harris https://t.co/qPVTXPsgFF pic.twitter.com/KACG5Gkgfo

— Eric Levitz (@EricLevitz) January 20, 2026

 

The Knight of the Holy Grail, 1912 by Frederick Judd Waugh

The Knight of the Holy Grail, 1912 by Frederick Judd Waugh (America, 1861-1940)

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History

A colorized photograph of Witold Pilecki, a Polish cavalry officer and a significant figure in the Polish resistance during World War II. He is primarily remembered as the only known person to volunteer to be imprisoned in the Auschwitz concentration camp...

He volunteered to… pic.twitter.com/EArPBAMDQD

— Dr. M.F. Khan (@Dr_TheHistories) January 20, 2026

 

An Insght

“The great problem is how we can profit from the knowledge of all the individuals, which exists nowhere as an integrated whole, but dispersed as the separate, partial, and sometimes conflicting beliefs of all men.”

— Friedrich Hayek pic.twitter.com/zqA1UT8ifG

— F. A. Hayek Quotes (@FAHayekSays) January 19, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Heavy storm surge in Furci Siculo, Sicily, Italy 🇮🇹 (20.01.2026)

Video by Francesco Albinopic.twitter.com/95JAPpWBvK

— Disaster News (@Top_Disaster) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

here https://t.co/1RX6b8x897 pic.twitter.com/XS225jS1ES

— Matt Margolis (@ItsMattsLaw) January 19, 2026

 

Data Talks

"The inconvenient truth is that South Africa dislocated from the trajectory of average global growth – never mind that of our emerging market peers – in 2009."https://t.co/ioNGydKVNw pic.twitter.com/yycsVE3hUO

— Chris Hattingh 🇿🇦🌐🚢🏭📈 (@ChrisHatt11) January 19, 2026

 

Morning in Kyoto, 1979 by Jun'ichiro Sekino

Morning in Kyoto, 1979 by Jun'ichiro Sekino (Japan, 1914-1988)   

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The ‘revolting’ but right pitted against the ‘romantic’ but wrong

From Reform vs the Greens captures the real divide in politics by Patrick West.  The subheading is In Gorton and Denton, we see the ‘revolting’ but right pitted against the ‘romantic’ but wrong.

For the first time anyone can remember, in a contest for a Westminster seat in an English city, the two parties vying for power won’t be Labour or the Conservatives, but instead be two insurgent outsiders. This is a twin-pronged revolt against the political mainstream – against a clique that has become ever more detached and tin-eared since the advent of globalisation in the 1990s.

The concerns articulated by both outfits, Reform UK and the Green Party, mirror those seen in all developed countries around the globe. In Reform, we have a party that appeals to small-c conservatives and a disaffected working class who inhabit deindustrialised areas, who feel their homeland has been degraded by an aloof, footloose liberal-left who cares little for them or their country. In the Greens, we have a party that has enjoyed a surge in popularity by taking a sharp turn to the left, appealing to a graduate class for whom the ‘elites’ are instead neoliberal capitalists, who must be humbled through punitive tax hikes. The Greens have remained steadfast passengers on the woke bandwagon, still proud to fly the Progress Pride flag, while simultaneously making gainful overtures to Muslim voters. Time will tell how well that interesting marriage works out.

I see wonderful things

leptis magna, libya pic.twitter.com/SZkNgdOU1g

— MozartCultures (@MozartCultures) January 20, 2026

 

History

The history of the United States of Americapic.twitter.com/1VMU5TLsFX

— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) January 23, 2026

 

An Insight

He was adored at Harvard as the grand guru of progressive political thought. I attended a conference organized by the Gov dept a few years back but still A.C. in the modern dating (After Covid) - he still reigned supreme, not a word of criticism was heard. https://t.co/aQTVFHZ1u4

— eburke (@JamesWHankins1) January 20, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

This madman really ran across a bunch of frozen ice blocks with a torch 😂 pic.twitter.com/HDbFt1Ixud

— Dudes Posting Their W’s (@DudespostingWs) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

"What if the ship of Theseus was sentient" is not a question I was prepared to grapple with today. pic.twitter.com/oQQsU57WvW

— Klara (@klara_sjo) January 19, 2026

 

Data Talks

An interesting consequence of the limits for desalination being thermodynamic is that water prices are tied to energy prices (hence oil prices), at least in regions where desalination is common, middle east. https://t.co/5YSXjeAmD9

— LiorLefineder (@lefineder) January 20, 2026

 

Winter Express, 2025 by Jef Bourgeau

Winter Express, 2025 by Jef Bourgeau (America, 1950 - )

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History

Ottoman Empire in the year 1593, with subdivisions shown. pic.twitter.com/TeUCfpmao6

— PAN CAUCASUS (@pancaucasus) January 20, 2026

 

An Insight

To my billionaire friends: keep your receipts. (jk I don’t have billionaire friends.)

But seriously: 4 years later CA is hunting down those who left.

“Narrative of the circumstances surrounding you becoming non-residents”… what a joke.

This is what a failing state looks like. pic.twitter.com/VWGIxgd5kw

— hari raghavan (@haridigresses) January 19, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Benvenuto Cellini - Perseus with the Head of Medusa pic.twitter.com/tPsJjjBPKC

— Art Gallery (@X_ArtGallery) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Pentecostal Church Doesn't Notice Riot Is Occurring https://t.co/u0NsXqHTPv pic.twitter.com/nU0TVw0Shb

— The Babylon Bee (@TheBabylonBee) January 19, 2026

 

Data Talks

Here's (one reason) why high-speed rail works in China and not the US. These population density maps are roughly the same scale. 1.3 billion people live east of the line in China. 220 million live east of the line in the US.
8/x pic.twitter.com/edlykciJyH

— John Arnold (@johnarnold) January 19, 2026

 

Courtyard of the Jama Mosque, 1840 by Eugène Flandin

Courtyard of the Jama Mosque, 1840 by Eugène Flandin (France, 1809-1889)

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The Macbeths' is the happiest marriage in Shakespeare

Heh.  I came across this claim.

Harold Bloom said that the Macbeths have the only happy marriage in all of Shakespeare.

Well, it appears to be true and this seems to be a topic of fairly esoteric literary discussion.

Grok confirms:

In his 2019 book Macbeth: A Dagger of the Mind, Bloom writes:  

"Long ago, I remember characterizing the Macbeths as the happiest marriage in Shakespeare. That can seem a grim jest, yet it is veracious. Their passion for each other is absolute in every way, as much metaphysical as erotic. The lust for power fuses with mutual desire and enhances the turbulence of their ecstasy."

I see a screenshot of Dreadnought on Bluesky.

You may laugh, but the Macbeths are a much better role model for a marriage than Romeo and Juliet.  They discuss their problems (killing the King of Scotland), share their hobbies (killing the King of Scotland), and resolve their conflicts (by killing the King of Scotland.)

But who wants to be foretold the weather?

From Three Men in a Boat: To Say Nothing of the Dog by Jerome K. Jerome

But who wants to be foretold the weather? It is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.

History

Signature of Queen Elizabeth I (1533-1603) pic.twitter.com/d9rG4hkJFQ

— Archaeology & Art (@archaeologyart) January 20, 2026

 

An Insight

Protesting is actually about petitioning the government for a redress of grievances. The word for traumatizing kids at church to effect political ends is "terrorism." https://t.co/7KCZ6quiJm

— Michael Knowles (@michaeljknowles) January 19, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

Banger from years ago— https://t.co/AZ22TehzDw

— The Chivalry Guild (@ChivalryGuild) January 20, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

Incredible live footage from the streets of Minnesota.@11thAirborneDiv pic.twitter.com/3mY6xFg9cX

— Courage Is A Habit (@CourageHabit) January 18, 2026

 

Data Talks

Clannish non-Westerners behave much less honestly toward strangers than universalist Westerners.

17,000 wallets, with or without purchasing power-adjusted amounts of money (US$13.45), were purposefully “lost” at banks, cultural establishments, post offices, hotels, police… pic.twitter.com/sX56AZhfBP

— William Meijer (@williameijer) January 19, 2026

 

On the Suffolk Coast, 1885 by Willard Metcalf

On the Suffolk Coast, 1885 by Willard Metcalf (America, 1858-1925)

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How the time passed away, slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!

Yesterday I posted the poem The Wanderer from The Exeter Anthology.  A haunting, nostalgic, grieving poem.  Ancient but so relevant to so many today, living atomized lives separated always from the story of their own lives.  

How the time passed away, 

slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!

or, in a different translation:

How the time has gone! 

It darkened beneath the helm of night, as if it never even were.

Almost gut wrenching.

Monastery Graveyard in the Snow by Caspar David Friedrich (Germany, 1774–1840)

I have read passages from The Book of Exeter in the past but I don't recall reading this poem.  Perhaps it is the particular translation.

Three things struck me.

First was how much this reminds me of Lord of the Rings.  It is nearly twenty years since I last read it, to my kids, but The Wanderer evokes so many elements of the story.  A quick google and it does turn out that Tolkien was explicit in his use of The Wanderer as both inspiration and model.  

Second was the echoes of Beowulf.  The band of wandering warriors.

Thus spoke the Wanderer, mindful of troubles,

of cruel slaughters and the fall of dear kinsmen:

The gold-giving lord and mead with fellow warriors in the halls of old.

He who has come to know

how cruel a companion is sorrow 

to one who has few dear protectors, will understand this:

the path of exile claims him, not patterned gold,

a frost-bound spirit, not the solace of earth.

He remembers hall-holders and treasure-taking,

how in his youth his gold-giving lord 

accustomed him to the feast—that joy all fades.

The third thing was the Old English word wyrd for fate.  Immediately Macbeth's "weird sisters" came to mind.  I was fifteen when I first read Macbeth closely and have done so a number of times over the years.  There is something about that particular tragedy that grips me.  But I don't ever recall reading anything that connected me to Old English wyrd.  

The play opens with the three weird sisters:

Scene 1

Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches.

FIRST WITCH 

When shall we three meet again?

In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

SECOND WITCH 

When the hurly-burly’s done,

When the battle’s lost and won.

THIRD WITCH 

That will be ere the set of sun.

FIRST WITCH 

Where the place?

SECOND WITCH  Upon the heath.

THIRD WITCH 

There to meet with Macbeth.

FIRST WITCH  I come, Graymalkin.

SECOND WITCH  Paddock calls.

THIRD WITCH  Anon.

ALL 

Fair is foul, and foul is fair;

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

They exit.

Wikipedia has a discussion of the weird sisters and their connection to Old English wyrd.

The name "weird sisters" is found in most modern editions of Macbeth. However, the First Folio's text reads:

The weyward Sisters, hand in hand,

Posters of the Sea and Land...

In later scenes in the First Folio, the witches are described as "weyward", but never "weird". The modern appellation "weird sisters" derives from Holinshed's original Chronicles. The word weird (descended from Old English wyrd 'fate') was a borrowing from Middle Scots and had different meanings besides the modern common meaning 'eerie'. (This and related modern senses derives from the word's usage in Macbeth.)

One of Shakespeare's principal sources is the Holinshed (1587) account of King Duncan. Holinshed described the future King Macbeth of Scotland and his companion Banquo encountering "three women in strange and wild apparell, resembling creatures of elder world" who hail the men with glowing prophecies and then vanish "immediately out of their sight". Holinshed reported that "the common opinion was that these women were either the Weird Sisters, that is [...] the goddesses of destiny, or else some nymphs or fairies endued with knowledge of prophecy by their necromantical science."

A thousand year old poem reaching across forty generations, still speaking to us about things we share.  Wisdom still being transmitted for those who pay attention.  Sometimes directly, often in round-about ways.

History

Everybody knows Franz Kafka, but almost no one knows his sister Ottla.

She was gassed on arrival at Auschwitz on Oct 7, 1943 after volunteering to escort a group of orphans from the Terezin ghetto so they wouldn’t be afraid. pic.twitter.com/q6IIV6GAV1

— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) January 19, 2026

 

An Insight

As I do a deep dive into the science on child anxiety, I'm becoming more and more convinced that allowing MUCH more risky play is the single most important step a parent can take to inoculate their child from debilitating current OR future anxiety. @FreeRangeKids @JonHaidt

— Dr. Camilo Ortiz 👨🏼‍🎓 (@DrCamiloOrtiz) January 18, 2026

 

I see wonderful things

The expressive way the clarinet player does a musical call and response to the singer is just mesmerizing. I couldn't stop watching her. pic.twitter.com/sUOSFuxnnY

— Love Music (@khnh80044) January 19, 2026

 

Offbeat Humor

The prompts were simple.

First, I told ⁦@grok⁩ to look at every single Amelia meme on the Internet.

Second, I said: “Become Amelia, then make a video and tell the British people what you want them to know.”

Here’s the surprising result. pic.twitter.com/dGY0OvKcQ4

— Huff (@Huff4Congress) January 16, 2026

 

Data Talks

The large Italian heritage is one of the reasons I enjoyed Argentina so much. Crazy meat culture coupled with Italian coffee and dessert culture. Source: https://t.co/nFy1AUhg77 pic.twitter.com/AoMjve96Su

— Simon Kuestenmacher (@simongerman600) January 19, 2026

 

'Holy Fox Tattoos', Islington, 2024 by Sarah Lundblad

'Holy Fox Tattoos', Islington, 2024 by Sarah Lundblad (Sweden/England)

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Vanish'd is the feverish dream of life

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The gravestone of the chartist leader Samuel Holberry, "who at the early age of 27 died in York Castle, after suffering an imprisonment of 2 years and 3 months, June 21st 1842, for advocating what to him appeared to be the true interest of the people of England."

This is followed by a verse.

Vanish'd is the feverish dream of life,

The rich and poor find no distinction here,

The great and lowly end their care and strife,

The well beloved may have affections tear.

But at the last, the oppressor and the slave,

Shall equal stand before the bar of God,

Of him, who life, and hope, and freedom gave,

To all who thro' this vale of tears have trod.

Let none then murmur 'gainst the wise decree

That open'd the door, and set the captive free.

Seemingly much of the Romantic Era.  Some slight echoes of Wordsworth.

The Wanderer from The Exeter Anthology

The Wanderer

from The Exeter Anthology

Always the one alone longs for mercy,

the Maker’s mildness, though, troubled in mind,

across the ocean-ways he has long been forced

to stir with his hands the frost-cold sea,

and walk in exile’s paths. Wyrd is fully fixed!(1)

Thus spoke the Wanderer, mindful of troubles,

of cruel slaughters and the fall of dear kinsmen:(2)

“Often alone, every first light of dawn,

I have had to speak my sorrows. There is no one living

to whom I would dare to reveal clearly 

my deepest thoughts. I know it is true

that it is in the lordly nature of a nobleman

to closely bind his spirit’s coffer,

hold his treasure-hoard, whatever he may think.

The weary mind cannot withstand wyrd, 

the troubled heart can offer no help,

and so those eager for fame often bind fast

in their breast-coffers a sorrowing soul,

just as I have had to take my own heart —

often wretched, cut off from my homeland, 

far from dear kinsmen — and bind it in fetters,

ever since long ago I hid my gold-giving friend

in the darkness of earth, and went wretched,

winter-sad, over the binding waves,

sought, hall-sick, a treasure-giver, 

wherever I might find, far or near,

someone in a meadhall who knew of my people,

or who’d want to comfort me, friendless,

accustom me to joy. He who has come to know

how cruel a companion is sorrow 

to one who has few dear protectors, will understand this:

the path of exile claims him, not patterned gold,

a frost-bound spirit, not the solace of earth.

He remembers hall-holders and treasure-taking,

how in his youth his gold-giving lord 

accustomed him to the feast—that joy all fades.

And so he who has long been forced to forego

his dear lord’s beloved words of counsel will understand:

when sorrow and sleep both together

often bind up the wretched exile, 

it seems in his mind that he clasps and kisses

his lord of men, and on his knee lays

hands and head, as he sometimes long ago

in earlier days enjoyed the gift-throne.(3)

But when the friendless man awakens again 

and sees before him the fallow waves,

seabirds bathing, spreading their feathers,

frost falling and snow, mingled with hail,

then the heart’s wounds are that much heavier,

pain after pleasure. Sorrow is renewed 

when the mind flies out to the memory of kinsmen;(4)

he greets them with great joy, greedily surveys

hall-companions — they always swim away;

the floating spirits bring too few

well-known voices. Cares are renewed 

for one who must send, over and over,

a weary heart across the binding of the waves.(5)

And so I cannot imagine for all this world

why my spirit should not grow dark

when I think through all this life of men, 

how they suddenly gave up the hall-floor,

mighty warrior tribes. Thus this middle-earth

droops and decays one day at a time;

and so a man cannot become wise, before he has weathered

his share of winters in this world. A wise man must be patient, 

neither too hot-hearted nor too hasty with words,

nor too weak in war nor too unwise in thoughts,

neither fearful nor fawning, nor too greedy for wealth,

never eager for boasting before he truly understands;

a man must wait, when he makes a boast, 

until the brave spirit understands truly

whither the thoughts of his heart will turn.

The wise man must realize how ghostly it will be

when all the wealth of this world stands waste,

as now here and there throughout this middle-earth 

walls stand blasted by wind,

beaten by frost, the buildings crumbling.

The wine halls topple, their rulers lie

deprived of all joys; the proud old troops

all fell by the wall. War carried off some, 

sent them on the way, one a bird carried off

over the high seas, one the gray wolf

shared with death—and one a sad-faced man

hid in an earthen grave. The ancient

ruler of men thus wrecked this enclosure, 

until the old works of giants stood empty,

without the sounds of their former citizens.(6)

He who deeply considers, with wise thoughts,

this foundation and this dark life,

old in spirit, often remembers 

so many ancient slaughters, and says these words:

‘Where have the horses gone? where are the riders? where is the giver of gold?

Where are the seats of the feast? where are the joys of the hall?

O the bright cup! O the brave warrior!

O the glory of princes! How the time passed away, 

slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!’

There still stands in the path of the dear warriors

a wall wondrously high, with serpentine stains.

A torrent of spears took away the warriors,

bloodthirsty weapons, wyrd the mighty, 

and the storms batter the stone walls,

frost falling binds up the earth,

the chaos of winter, when blackness comes,

night’s shadow looms, sends down from the north

harsh hailstones in hatred of men.

All is toilsome in the earthly kingdom,

the working of wyrd changes the world under heaven.

Here wealth is fleeting, here friends are fleeting,

here man is fleeting, here woman is fleeting,

all the security of this earth will stand empty.”

So said the wise one in his mind, sitting apart in meditation.

He is good who keeps his word,(7) and the man who never too quickly

shows the anger in his breast, unless he already knows the remedy,

how a nobleman can bravely bring it about. It will be well for one who seeks mercy, consolation from the Father in heaven, where for us all stability stands. 

source: the Exeter Book 

translation: R. M. Liuzza

1 Wyrd is the Old English word for Fate, a powerful but not quite personified force. It is related to the verb weorthan, meaning roughly ‘to occur’; it may be useful to think of wyrd as ‘what happens’, usually in a negative sense. In a poem so preoccupied with puzzling over the nature and meaning of fate, it seemed appropriate to leave the word untranslated.

2 The Exeter Book manuscript in which the poem survives does not have quotation marks, or clear indications of where one speech begins and ends in this poem; we are not sure whether lines 1-5 are spoken by the same character that speaks the following lines, or whether they are the narrator’s opinion on the general situation of the Wanderer.

3 The description seems to be some sort of ceremony of loyalty, charged with intense regret and longing.

4 Or “when the memory of kinsmen flies through the mind.”

5 The grammar and reference of this intense, almost hallucinatory scene is not entirely clear; the translation reflects one commonly-proposed reading.

6 Ruined buildings are called ‘the work of giants’ (enta geweorc) in several places in OE literature.

7 Or ‘keeps faith’. These last lines offer an answer to the Wanderer’s unresolved melancholia – the wisdom of self-control and the hope of Christian salvation.