In the spirit of highlighting things that don’t make you want to cry, here’s a few good things.
The Night of the Radishes is upon those of us lucky enough to be in Oaxaca. My wife is a scholar of southern Mexico and and she has never taken me to this. I am devastated. Those are some big radishes after all!
Highlights of the year in anthropology is always a good one! Everyone loves anthropology. Except for Governor Skeletor.
Here’s another–the band Daddy Issues has the greatest beer koozie of all time. I may need to buy that.
MERCH IS ONLINE!
Go buy our previously tour-only t-shirts + koozies + vinyl just in time for the holidays!
Shop for yourself, your ex-best friend, your parents, your parents' annoying friends that always come to Christmas that love Tr*mp…
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— Daddy Issues (@daddyissuesband) December 4, 2017
At this moment an older porter standing in a corner, who had rather been enjoying the conversation so far, stepped forward and pointed us toward the South Cloisters. Where indeed we found Bentham, seated in a wooden cabinet in the hallway, posters that students had made by hand and laser printer taped on the nearby walls.
In his will Bentham (1748-1832) insisted that his corpse be preserved and displayed. He wanted to make a point about practicality and the value of surgical dissection, though the method seems quite impractical.
Bentham’s surgeon donated the corpse to the university. By now it’s just a skeleton in a straw-stuffed suit with a wax head. The photograph above shows Bentham’s mummified head on a platter between his body’s feet, but for decades the head was stowed away in a vault.
And here it is!
There is no way in hell I am missing that.