Michelle Obama Is Knitting Like Crazy

Reading the news this morning, I come across the most important one in Swedish tabloid Expressen. 😆 People are dying from Covid-19, but Michelle Obama has taken up knitting.

Too Sweet for Ireland

The Irish Supreme court has ruled that the bread served at food chain Subway can’t be defined as bread because it contains too much sugar. I love Subway subs, but I hate sugar. Now I don’t know what to do.

Egypt Police Use Apps to Find and Imprison Gay People

A new reports from Human Rights Watch, describes how the Egyptian security forces use dating apps to “clear the streets” of the gay community. Gay people are thrown into prison and subjected to systematic torture. 😡 Read about it at The Independent.

Is Trump Pretending to Have Covid-19 as Part of a Grand Plan to Arrest Hillary Clinton?

Arwa Mahdawi of the Guardian writes:

The grand prize for the most unhinged conspiracy theory goes to (who else?) QAnon followers. One of the many bizarre things these people believe (without any foundation) is that Covid-19 is a hoax designed to deflect attention from a Satan-worshipping pedophile ring operated by Hillary Clinton and liberal elites. Trump, their reasoning goes, is pretending to have Covid-19 as part of a grand plan to arrest Clinton. According to these geniuses Trump communicated his intentions via a tweet on Friday morning where he announced he and Melania had tested positive and declared: “We will get through this TOGETHER!” When you pull apart TOGETHER it spells out TO GET HER. Boom!

The Post-Pandemic New Normal Looks Awfully Authoritarian

“These authoritarian tools may become permanent because government officials are rarely punished for doing something, even if the something is awful and counterproductive,” J. D. Tuccille of Reason writes. 😢

Sappho’s Fragment 31

Lord Byron’s translation from 1820:

Equal to Jove that youth must be—
Greater than Jove he seems to me—
Who, free from Jealousy’s alarms,
Securely views thy matchless charms.
Ah! Lesbia! though ’tis death to me,
I cannot choose but look on thee;
But, at the sight, my senses fly,
I needs must gaze, but, gazing, die;
Whilst trembling with a thousand fears,
Parch’d to the throat my tongue adheres,
My pulse beats quick, my breath heaves short,
My limbs deny their slight support;
Cold dews my pallid face o’erspread,
With deadly languor droops my head,
My ears with tingling echoes ring,
And life itself is on the wing,
My eyes refuse the cheering light,
Their orbs are veil’d in starless night:
Such pangs my nature sinks beneath,
And feels a temporary death.

Louise Glück Wins Nobel Prize in Literature

“The Nobel Prize in Literature for 2020 is awarded to the American poet Louise Glück ‘for her unmistakable poetic voice that with austere beauty makes individual existence universal’,” the Swedish Academy writes. “Louise Glück made her debut in 1968 with Firstborn, and was soon acclaimed as one of the most prominent poets in American contemporary literature.”

Shabbat Shalom

It’s Friday night! Yay!

New Zealand Votes Yes on Euthanasia and No on Cannabis

“With an estimated 17 per cent of votes still to be counted, 65.2 per cent voted in support of the End of Life Choice Act, while 53.1 per cent voted against the Cannabis Legalisation and Control Bill,” the New Zealand Herald reports.