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Disparaging children, filthy geniuses and a time traveller all milling about in The Weekender

Posted by James Cartwright,

The Weekender is a pretty jazzy affair right? It’s that time of the week when we like to let our hair down a little and have some good old-fashioned fun. Sure sometimes it gets out of hand, people get hurt and occasionally there’s tears before the week is out. But that’s what it’s all about, taking the rough with the smooth, the ups with the downs, the spice of ruddy life. This week however we’ve decided to take things a bit more seriously, so we’ve got some existential poetry, an in-depth examination of the current economic climate and Proust’s entire works translated into latin…. Nah just kidding, on with this nonsense!

Best of the site

This week we drooled all over our keyboards at the sight of Leica’s stunning M9-P Hermès edition, finally got some enjoyment out of the rain courtesy of this entrancing kinetic installation and then asked ourselves just what the heck it might be like to live just outside of Disneyland. Answer: probably quite nice, we’re not really sure.

Best of Best of the Web

So generally when you see photographs of athletes they look like ultra-toned, perfect-tanned deities, not so in the case of these photographs of the USA’s Olympic squad. Also unexpected was the discovery of these sugary vascular systems, which are pretty incredible (AND educational). But most impressive of all was a car that goes really really fast and breaks things. Eat that laborious scientific research.

Best of the rest

We were dead keen on Creative Review’s interview with the magnificent OK-RM, bemused and delighted by an unusual commune and then of course there was this incerdible piece of stop-motion wizardry which made our jaws literally hit the floor. I’ve still got the bruises.

Tweet of the week

“I think you mean “sneak peek”.
The pedantry of @stealthmountain knows no limits.

Paradoxical conversation of the week

Given the opportunity I’d really love to go back in time and speak to my 12 year old self. I’d sit me down, ruffle my beautiful purple locks and do my best to impart some worldly wisdom to myself. “Invest in Facebook” I’d say, and “stop being such a goth, you look like an idiot”. It’s probably never going to happen of course, but I could always have a go at this…

“WTF Internet?” moment of the week

Seriously WTF Internet?

Power-hungry children of the week

You know what’s cute? Children are cute; spouting their asinine words and running around the place without a thought for income tax or good dental hygiene. Bless their polyester socks. What’s even cuter is arranging a panel of these little angels to verbally degrade some of the greatest minds in modern technology. Shut up Berners-Lee you ageing buffoon, you’ve done nothing of any worth since the internet.

Filthy genius of the week

If you’ve ever enjoyed an evening of Mozart at a local concert hall you’ll know that his compositions are the product of an unparalleled genius. So it’s a little bit jarring to hear of him threatening to defecate on his cousin’s chin….

Deranged professor of the week

You remember university right? That carefree time in your life when the drinks were cheap and you looked at the opposite sex with a dangerous mix of paralysing fear and insatiable hunger. Things were pretty tough then, what with all the studying and the fact learning and the exams. But you never had it this bad.

Now you’ve had your fill of irreverent goodness so get out of here, go on, shoo!

Jc

Posted by James Cartwright

James started out as an intern in 2011 and is now one of our two editors. He oversees Printed Pages magazine and content wise has a special interest in graphic design and illustration. He also runs our online shop Company of Parrots and is a regular on our Studio Audience podcast.

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