My Fella is traveling for work this (mid-)week to give a presentation, which I know will be brilliant because I have seen the slides and heard the talk.
On these occasions, I usually send him off with a book (or several) to keep him occupied while waiting for budget flights in airport terminals where all wifi can only be accessed via Boingo and where the only entertainment is a wall-mounted defibrillator.
Alas, on this occasion, I did not have time to work my RA magic. So instead, I am rounding up links that he may read, should he find himself with some spare time and an Internet connection.
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I am fascinated by corporate culture, though in many cases it might be more accurate to say that I am gratified by confirmation bias and thus secretly delighted when corporations become cults: GO TEAL!*
Learning new words is fun. Here’s one: apophany: the perception or belief of connectedness among unrelated phenomena (via Wiktionary), cf. “epiphany.” And here’s a case study of sorts of this phenomenon. It involves Britain and treasure hunts. You’re welcome.
All I have to say about this item is that it’s about damn time. By which I mean, it feels like forever since someone insisted that the End was Nigh. I’m especially proud that the origin of this particular Doomsday prophecy is, as the Guardian reports, “an online affiliation headquartered near Philadelphia.”
Because nobody does weird religion like Pennsylvania.