Meander: To follow a winding course ...

This wonderful illustration depicting 18th century astral environs depicts an age forever gone, where artistry, combined with movable type, created pieces both nuanced and detailed in a way computers can never match. In some ways, this is similar to what one can find on the net when no specific intent is part of the equation. For the past few hours, here are some of the tidbits yours truly has found 12/27/20 ...

How Climate Change Is Ushering in a New Pandemic Era kicks off the tour with Rolling Stone waxing poetic on how COVID-19 is just the beginning of the pandemic circus thanks to Climate Change.

The Archives of an Unfulfilled Genius tells the story of Edward Stringham, the obscure but brilliant The New Yorker collator, who collated the world in his off hours, unknown to all save for Vicki Desjardins, one of the very few who knew just how smart this man truly was.

Thirty-six Thousand Feet Under the Sea, a very long piece from The New Yorker, depicts a group of explorers determined to reach the deepest depths in every ocean in the world.

Sea level—perpetual flux. There is a micromillimetre on the surface of the ocean that moves between sea and sky and is simultaneously both and neither. Every known life-form exists in relation to this layer. Above it, the world of land, air, sunlight, and lungs. Below it, the world of water, depth, and pressure. The deeper you go, the darker, the more hostile, the less familiar, the less measured, the less known.

2050, the real start point for GW is writ large in Robinson's powerful novel titled The Ministry for the Future,  stating just how different the world will become just 30 years from now.  Just started reading Ministry but so far, it walks the walk without issue. 

Splinterlands,  written by John Feffer, talks about the political ramifications coming our way due to yet again, GW.