I never was very with it musically. So I didn't catch on to The Who on their first go round--it remained for my youngest sister to give me the heads up. She and her friend actually went to England on a Who tour of their own devising. But thanks to her, I caught on to this early version of a song I liked.
It was purely by chance that many years later, I caught on to the same song after Pete Townshend had processed it through succeeding years of experience and rendered it thus.
I like them both.
Thank you, Pete. And thank you, Jules of the World.
I liked this new piece on Slate stemming from the current crop of disasters, which seemed exceptionally balanced in its approach.
In the same way that the 20th century was the century of world wars, genocide, and grinding ideological conflict, the 21st will be the century of natural disasters and technological crises and unholy combinations of the two. It'll be the century when the things that we count on to go right will, for whatever reason, go wrong.
Gloomy, but admit it--weren't you already beginning to suspect it? Read on if you want to put the whole situation into some kind of larger perspective.