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Edwin Black, author of “IBM and the Holocaust,” writing at BESA Center in 2021:
The IBM alliance with the Third Reich was no rogue corporate operation run out of a basement. Day in and day out, it was Watson who personally micromanaged all aspects of the 12-year Nazi relationship. The relationship began just after January 30, 1933—the first moments of the Third Reich—and ended in the first week of May 1945, the last gasp of Hitler’s regime.
Thomas Watson Sr. was IBM’s CEO.
I don’t know what made me think of this today.
Katherine Bunt, Meridith McGraw, and Meghan Bobrowsky, reporting for the Wall Street Journal on this vomitous display of fealty by several “tech titans” (Apple News+ link):
President Trump on Thursday led leaders of the world’s biggest technology companies in a version of his cabinet meetings, in which each participant takes a turn thanking and praising him, this time for his efforts to promote investments in chip manufacturing and artificial intelligence.
“A version of his cabinet meetings” may be as close to snark as WSJ gets.
Among those abasing themselves at the dinner were Mark Zuckerberg (Meta/Facebook), Sam Altman (OpenAI), Sundar Pichai (Alphabet/Google), Arvind Krishna (IBM), and Tim Cook (Apple). Cook fawned:
I want to thank you for setting the tone such that we can make a major investment in the United States and have some key manufacturing here. I think it says a lot about your leadership and focus on innovation.
Was Apple unable to make major investments in the U.S. before Trump?
Then there’s this exchange between Trump and Alphabet (Google) CEO Sundar Pichai:
“You had a very good day yesterday,” Trump said. “Do you want to talk about that big day you had yesterday?”
“I’m glad it’s over,” Pichai said.
“Biden was the one who prosecuted that lawsuit,” Trump said. “You know that, right?”
First, yeah, I think the CEO of the company sued by the Department of Justice is aware of which administration prosecuted the lawsuit.
Second, it’s amusing that even Trump recognizes that Google basically walked away unscathed.
But last, as I wrote in a footnote on Wednesday, the case was indeed prosecuted—and won—under the Biden administration. Trump is so desperate to deflect blame and so afraid of confrontation that he won’t even acknowledge that it was his administration that initiated the case during the waning days of his first administration, despite his own Assistant Attorney General taking a huge victory lap to celebrate the DOJ victory and crediting Trump’s leadership and directive to “Make America Competitive Again” for the win.
I mentioned in passing that Howard Hesseman and Tim Reid picked much of their own music for WKRP in Cincinnati. That tidbit came from this great, short interview with Hugh Wilson, the creator of WKRP:
[…] in fact, we actually broke some records on WKRP. It was the first time they were heard. By then, I was letting Howard pick the old kind of rock and roll, Pink Floyd stuff, and Tim was picking the Commodores and all the kind of Black rhythm and blues and all. […] But they were really picking it, and some records were heard first on WKRP.
I’d love to know which songs were first played on the show. Alas, Wilson doesn’t say.
The main thrust of the interview though is the cost of having all that great music on the show. Wilson insisted on real records, not “soundalikes,” and it cost him in syndication:
There was a meeting, a music meeting, and the idea was that when they played records at WKRP, they’d be what’s called “soundalikes.” It would sound like the Beatles, but it wouldn’t be the Beatles. And I said, then we really can’t do this show. We really must stop right here. That’s not good, we got to play real records. So, that’s going to cost money and— no, we got to do that. And so we looked into it, and actually, I could buy what was called a “needle down” where maybe, maybe I could get 17 seconds of Pink Floyd for $3,000. And if I use, like, two pops like that, that’s six grand. My cast wasn’t making a lot of money. I wasn’t either at the time, you know. […] but I was able to get these real records on. And I think it made the show.
[…] and this became a huge financial problem years later, because the show was just going great guns in syndication. […] And then, the rights to the music had to be renewed, and that $3,000 needle down now, they wanted $103,000 for it. So that was the end of WKRP syndication. But I can’t say I would have done it any other way.
This is probably the reason WKRP in Cincinnati is not available on any streaming services (except for purchase on Apple TV), and why the DVD landscape is so sparse (there’s a single boxed set on Amazon for $99 from a random (well-rated, at least) seller, or available directly from Shoutfactory—who Wilson credits in this interview for making the DVD available with most of original music intact—for $64.)
It’s a shame there’s little interest in a remastered—and musically complete—reissue of the show.
Jon Nelson had an idea:
What if you took EVERY DJ break Howard Hesseman ever made, as Dr. Johnny Fever (WKRP in Cincinnati), and just ...followed his lead?
Would it be possible to construct a 3 hour show, with Fever as host?
He followed it up with three more hours inspired by Tim Reid’s Venus Flytrap. The resulting “show” is a fantastic collection of classic cuts from (mostly) the 1970s.
I never paid attention to the music played on WKRP in Cincinnati when I watched it as a kid. It was mostly incidental—there to add verisimilitude to the fictional radio station or punctuate a joke—and was otherwise unremarkable to me. I wouldn’t have recognized most of the music back then, but virtually every one is a veritable classic today—and much of it was picked by Hesseman and Reid themselves in later seasons. (Imagine my shock at suddenly hearing what sounded like Daft Punk an hour into Venus’ set—it was actually Edwin Birdsong’s “Cola Bottle Baby,” which was sampled for “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger.”)
(Worth noting: not every song in this set is from WKRP. Nelson augments it—especially the Venus set—with his own selections (like “Cola Bottle Baby”) to match the spirit of the original music. I think he does a great job, but if you want to hear only the songs played on the show, there’s an Apple (and YouTube) playlist for that.)
(Via Dr. Fortyseven, by way of Dave Rahardja.)
Leah Nylen, Josh Sisco, and Davey Alba reporting for Bloomberg Law:
Alphabet Inc.’s Google will be required to share online search data with rivals while avoiding harsher penalties, including the forced sale of its Chrome business, a judge ruled in the biggest US antitrust case in almost three decades.
Tuesday’s ruling represents a blow to the government, falling far short of the most severe remedies sought by antitrust enforcers after the court found Google illegally monopolized the search market. Judge Amit Mehta said he will bar Google from entering into exclusive contracts for distribution but would still allow the search giant to pay its partners — a key win for Apple Inc., which has received roughly $20 billion a year for making Google search the default on iPhones.
This is probably the best outcome Google could have hoped for, considering the much more severe consequences they were facing. While they “have concerns” about the imposed limits, I doubt they’ll appeal—why expose themselves to potentially stiffer penalties? With this ruling, they’re largely status quo ante—they can still make billions of dollars by paying billions of dollars to remain the default search engine[1] for Apple and others.
Despite that, I doubt the government will pursue this further. They got their antitrust ruling, if not all the remedies they sought. (Notably, Judge Mehta writes in his 230-page decision that the government “overreached in seeking forced divesture” of Chrome and Android.) Assistant Attorney General Abigail Slater took a victory lap on X/Twitter, while writing that the DOJ is “weighing [their] options and thinking through whether the ordered relief goes far enough,”[2] but I can’t see them risking a rollback, even with this very Trump friendly Supreme Court.[3]
Apple is no doubt thrilled to maintain their $20 billion services revenue. I’ll bet the executives over at Mozilla are also popping champagne corks. The stock market was definitely pleased. Both Google and Apple were up substantially after the announcement—evidence of the insignificance of this ruling.
One nit: the Bloomberg report says Apple gives Google “the best placement in Safari search bar on computer and mobile devices.” It’s not “the best placement,” it’s the only placement: there’s one search bar, and it defaults to Google. Also, “Safari’s search bar,” possessive. OK, that’s two nits. ↩︎
Naturally, Slater credits the “leadership” of Trump for pursuing this case. While it was brought in the waning days of Trump’s first administration, it was prosecuted—and won—under the Biden administration. ↩︎
Of course, that can all change once the Mad King wakes up from his nap and starts blogging. ↩︎
The headline for this New York Times piece by David W. Chen (“Crime Festers in Republican States While Their Troops Patrol Washington”) was sharper than I’ve come to expect from the newspaper. I anticipated a piece deeply critical of the administration’s obvious pretense that “high crime rates” in D.C. and other “blue cities” were a legitimate justification for deploying (or threatening to deploy) armed National Guard troops to them, when many “red cities” had equally high (or higher) crime rates. I contemplated a condemnation of the conspicuous fiction, and a call for the deployments to end.
But it’s the New York Times, so instead we got the same mealy-mouthed, what’s-good-for-the-goose bothsiderism they’ve been publishing for years:
When Tennessee’s Republican governor, Bill Lee, dispatched his National Guard troops to Washington to support President Trump’s crackdown on crime, Democrats and other critics wondered why he didn’t keep them within state lines.
Memphis, after all, has long been one of the most dangerous cities in the country, with a murder rate about twice as high as the nation’s capital, according to F.B.I. statistics. Nashville has a higher rate of violent crime than Washington as well.
The same questions could be asked of other Republican governors like Greg Abbott in Texas, Mike DeWine in Ohio and Mike Kehoe in Missouri, since cities under their purview all have higher rates of violent crime than the nation’s capital. Yet no Republican governor has asked for federal intervention.
In pretending to question the “high crimes” rationale for deploying the National Guard to blue cities, and suggesting they should be equally welcome in high-crime red cities, the Times is normalizing the idea of armed military—which Chen dismissively calls “supplementary forces”—patrolling American streets.
This will have the far right salivating: Yes, you’re right, they’ll nod thoughtfully. We should deploy troops to other cities, in a totally nonpartisan way. Even the liberal New York Times thinks it’s a great idea.
I’m used to headlines inaccurately reflecting the stories they top, but usually it’s the headlines that are terrible. Here we get a strong headline and an awful article.
Instead of fighting creeping fascism, this framing from the Times enables it.
Tim Nudd, Ad Age:
Steve Hayden, the advertising copywriter who helped redefine the relationship between tech and culture through Apple’s legendary “1984” commercial and later rose to become vice chairman of Ogilvy, has died. He was 78. […]
Hayden, then a 36-year-old writer at Chiat/Day, conceived “1984” with art director Lee Clow. Directed by Ridley Scott, the Orwellian allegory introduced Apple’s Macintosh computer as a liberating force against conformity. The most famous ad ever made, “1984” aired just once nationally but became a cultural milestone, heralding both the age of the personal computer and a new era in brand storytelling.[…]
Hayden crafted the dictator’s speech based on quotes from Mussolini, Mao and Hitler […]
Hayden’s impact on Apple and the ad world is undeniable. RIP to an advertising legend.
(Via long-time Apple employee Chris Espinosa, who called Hayden “the best of the best.” He also shared Hayden’s 2019 Commencement speech at Interlochen Arts Academy, which Espinosa says “captures him, in all his love, humor, wit, and genius.”)
This is a must-read visual essay (subtitle: “How the Camera Was Used to Justify Black Racial Inferiority”) in Sacred Footsteps (“an online publication dedicated to spiritual & alternative travel, history & culture from a Muslim perspective”); it was one of the readings from Week 6 of Karen Attiah’s Resistance Summer School:
The myth of the ‘dark continent’, already well established in Europe by this point, was further cemented through photography, allowing existing stereotypes to be represented visually. If we look at a broad spectrum of colonial photographs produced in Africa (and this also applies to the Middle East and elsewhere), a visual vocabulary emerges.
Photography was used to emphasise the contrast between ‘light’ (civilised) and ‘dark’ (uncivilised). This ‘light’ was shown by contrasting skin colour and by emphasising power dynamics through dress and pose. […]
Meanwhile, at a sewing class in the Mission of the Daughters of Charity in the Belgian Congo (1910), the position of the white women, again dressed in white, with their hands placed on shoulders of those seated, emphasises their dominant status over the young women. Their manner is parental, infantilising those seated; the ‘white saviour’ trope captured on camera.
(The photo essay also references “lynching postcards” from the United States during the early 20th century, which were printed “for distribution, collection or kept as souvenirs.” These images show smiling men, women, and children who showed up to witness the murder of Black people the way you and I might enjoy an outdoor concert.)
The images, and the context behind them, are deeply disturbing, yet immediately recognizable for what they are:
The purpose of these images was, quite simply, to dehumanise Black people and proclaim the superiority of the white race.
Even today, photographs continue to shape a narrative of Black inferiority and white superiority. The images in the essay call to mind the stark disparity between photographs of Black suspects and white ones, and the often inadequate portraits of Black celebrities from photographers like Annie Leibovitz, including her portraits of Viola Davis and Lupita Nyong’o—both depicted nude, both evoking slave.
I was especially struck by Leibovitz’s 2022 photo of Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson at the Lincoln Memorial, which completely de-centers Jackson while emphasizing Lincoln—she’s literally in the shadows, looking up at him. This was for a story about Jackson’s Supreme Court ascension, yet Lincoln hovered in the background.
See also: Contessa Kellogg-Winters’s article in The Grio (“What can be learned from America’s history of racist images and ads”), which references Leibovitz’s infamous LeBron James/Gisele Bündchen Vogue cover, and a deeply disturbing 2017 Dove ad showing a Black woman turning herself white.
I learned the term L’appel du Vide—or Call of the Void—this week while having lunch with my friend and former colleague, Matt, after describing a recent drive along the north Maui coast, where I steadfastly fixed my eyes on the center line to my left to avoid reflexively veering over the edge of the steep cliff on my right. It never occurred to me this was a well-known psychological phenomenon. NeuroLaunch explains it:
Have you ever found yourself teetering on the edge of a cliff, heart racing, palms sweaty, when suddenly a tiny voice in your head suggests, “What if I just… jumped?” Don’t worry; you’re not alone in this peculiar experience. In fact, you’ve just encountered one of the most fascinating quirks of the human mind, one that has puzzled psychologists and philosophers for generations.
The “Call of the Void,” or “L’appel du Vide” in French, is a term that describes those fleeting, often disturbing thoughts that pop into our heads in potentially dangerous situations. It’s not just about heights, either. Maybe you’ve had the sudden urge to swerve your car into oncoming traffic or to stick your hand into a whirring blender. These thoughts can be jarring, but they’re a normal part of the human experience.
The term was new to me even if the phenomenon wasn’t: I’ve experienced the “call” innumerable times. I’ve often found myself at the edge of a mountaintop or skyscraper, and the sensation that I might slip and fall—or catapult myself—into the unknown was overwhelming. My rubbery, tingling legs and suddenly racing heart would impel me to move away with alacrity. It’s one reason I thoroughly dislike roller coasters, and will never go skydiving or bungee jumping. As I always tell people, I’m not afraid of heights, I’m afraid of falling from them.
Jessica Seigel, in a 2017 Nautilus article on the phenomenon, wrote:
The seemingly irrational, but common urge to leap—half of respondents felt it in one survey—can be so disturbing that ruminators from Jean-Paul Sartre (in Being and Nothingness) to anonymous contributors in lengthy Reddit sub-threads have agonized about it. While the French philosopher saw a moment of Existentialist truth about the human freedom to choose to live or die, ramp_tram called it “F***king stupid” when he had to plaster himself to the far wall of a 14th-floor hotel atrium away from the balcony railing because “I was deathly afraid of somehow jumping off by accident.”
“Accidentally jumping” is a remarkably apt—if contradictory—description of how it feels.
That urge to jump, to swerve off a cliff, or to stick our hand in a blender is basically our brain—the amygdala, or “fear center,” and the prefrontal cortex, or decision-making center—gaming out dangers, firing off warning signals, and conjuring these scenarios in an effort to keep us safe. If we envision sticking our hand in the blender, we also imagine the consequences of doing so, making it more likely we will take extra care to avoid liquefying our extremities.
NeuroLaunch, again:
From an evolutionary psychology perspective, this phenomenon might actually be a survival mechanism. By briefly considering the worst-case scenario, we become more aware of the danger and more likely to take precautions. It’s like our brain’s way of saying, “Hey, pay attention! This situation could be dangerous!”
Unsurprisingly, I may have succumbed to one form of L’appel du Vide. While in a New York subway station, I removed my backpack and in doing so, knocked my glasses off my face and onto the tracks. The train, I’d noticed moments earlier, was nine minutes away. I judged the distance to the tracks (four to five feet) and decided I could get back up easily enough, so without further thought—and in some small state of panic, as I am virtually blind without my glasses—I leapt down, grabbed my glasses, and… struggled to get back onto the platform. To complicate matters, transit police were on the platform and had to pull me up. I was certain I would be arrested, but managed to avoid that particular ignominy. Only after I was safely back on the platform did the utter stupidity of my actions hit me: What if the train had arrived early? What if there was no one to help me back onto the platform? What if I’d forgotten which was the third rail?
I still shudder when I recall it. Perhaps, though, this wasn’t L’appel du Vide but another relevant French phrase: J’suis un putain d’idiot.
But I am more than a critic: I am a hater. I am not here to make a careful comprehensive argument, because people have already done that. If you’re pushing slop or eating it, you wouldn’t read it anyway. You’d ask a bot for a summary and forget what it told you, then proceed with your day, unchanged by words you did not read and ideas you did not consider.
I am here to be rude, because this is a rude technology, and it deserves a rude response.
He concludes:
I became a hater by doing precisely those things AI cannot do: reading and understanding human language; thinking and reasoning about ideas; considering the meaning of my words and their context; loving people, making art, living in my body with its flaws and feelings and life. AI cannot be a hater, because AI does not feel, or know, or care. Only humans can be haters. I celebrate my humanity.
I agree with Moser’s premise, his conclusion, and I certainly can’t argue with his facts—yet I cannot bring myself to be an AI hater. You might as well ask me to hate on computers because they eliminate jobs, ease copyright infringement, enable surveillance, facilitate scams, exacerbate inequality, and destroy the environment. We’ve strived to reduce the harm of computers over time. We’ll see it happen with AI, too.
Erika Edwards and Berkeley Lovelace Jr., for NBC News:
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention leadership was in stunning disarray Wednesday evening after the Trump administration fired the agency’s director hours after she refused to resign under pressure.
The director, Susan Monarez, said she was resisting being ousted by the nation’s top health official, Robert F. Kennedy Jr., for political reasons after about a month in office.
In linking up the story last night on the FDA’s updated COVID vaccine eligibility rules, I completely missed that the administration was also in the midst of firing the head of the CDC. According to White House spokesperson Kush Desai, Monarez “is not aligned with the President’s agenda.”
Top CDC officials resigned in protest:
At least four top officials at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) submitted their resignations Wednesday, saying the recent changes and leadership at their agency are preventing them from fulfilling their duties as public health authorities.
RFK Jr. is an absolute disaster, and should himself be fired. But that won’t happen, because this entire regime is an absolute shit-show.
Carly Severn, KQED, on Wednesday:
The FDA approved updated COVID-19 shots on Wednesday, but limited their use for many Americans, recommending them only for people 65 and older or those younger with a health condition that puts them at higher risk.
The FDA also removed one of the two vaccines available for young children.
Christina Jewett and Jacey Fortin, The New York Times, also on Wednesday:
People seeking the shots will soon face another hurdle. An influential advisory committee to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention must vote to recommend them.
Reuters, in June:
U.S. Health Secretary Robert Kennedy Jr. named eight members to serve on a key panel of vaccine advisers on Wednesday, including several who have advocated against vaccines, after abruptly firing all 17 members of the independent committee of experts.
They will sit on the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention's Advisory Committee for Immunization Practices, which advises the agency on who should get the shots after they are approved by the U.S. Food and Drug Administration.
The New York Times, again:
A decision by the C.D.C.’s panel is expected within a month, and it could greatly influence access to the shots at drugstore sites, which have become the most convenient places to get them. Laws in a number of states, including California, Pennsylvania, Florida and Massachusetts, require that pharmacy staff are only permitted to administer vaccines recommended by the C.D.C., said Richard Hughes IV, a lawyer who represents vaccine makers.
Tom Latchem at The Daily Beast on Monday (via Ken “PopeHat” White, who deadpanned “Government by drunk Thanksgiving uncle”):
The Trump administration will move to pull the COVID vaccine off the U.S. market “within months,” one of Robert F. Kennedy Jr.’s closest associates has told the Daily Beast.
Dr. Aseem Malhotra, a British cardiologist who has repeatedly claimed in the face of scientific consensus that the vaccines are more dangerous than the virus, told the Daily Beast that Kennedy’s stance is shared by “influential” members of President Donald Trump’s family. Like Kennedy himself, no Trumps hold any scientific qualifications.
One way to “pull the COVID vaccine” would be to make it virtually impossible for the average American to get it.
Again from the Times:
This would mark the first fall/winter season that Covid shots were not widely recommended to most people and children, pitting federal health officials in the Trump administration against several national medical groups that oppose the restrictions.
How many people will see their lives destroyed—or will die—because they weren’t “eligible” for a COVID vaccine? Kennedy and Trump will have blood on their hands.
Ken White, AKA Popehat, in a Bluesky thread on Monday’s executive order:
The Supreme Court has repeatedly held that the First Amendment protects flag burning from prosecutions aimed at its offensiveness or its tendency to profane a national symbol. That’s a generation old.
Now the FedSoc mids in the Administration have a Bright Idea: what if we prosecuted flag burning not as flag burning but on theory that it falls under the “fighting words” or incitement exceptions?
Except this is not, in fact, a particularly good idea.The “fighting words” exception is defunct. It hasn’t been used by the Supreme Court to justify a speech restriction in living memory and it was specifically rejected as a basis to uphold flag burning laws.[…]
“Incitement” is dumb too. Incitement means speech INTENDED and LIKELY TO cause IMMINENT lawless action. That means “go beat up this guy.” It does NOT mean “hey I have an unpopular opinion.” Courts have not upheld “incitement” as a “heckler’s veto” […]
It’s easy to say why. Saying “you can prosecute flag burning as incitement because it makes people really mad” allows you to say “you can’t criticize Israel/denounce Trump/preach Islam/say reality TV suck because it makes people so mad.” It limits speech to what thug trash will tolerate.
He calls it a “performative decision, which is calculated to appeal to vapid totalitarian twats” and I couldn’t possibly improve on that description.
Cracker Barrel, in a statement on X/Twitter (via Josh Marcus at The Independent):
We thank our guests for sharing your voices and love for Cracker Barrel. We said we would listen, and we have. Our new logo is going away and our “Old Timer” will remain.
At Cracker Barrel, it’s always been – and always will be – about serving up delicious food, warm welcomes, and the kind of country hospitality that feels like family. As a proud American institution, our 70,000 hardworking employees look forward to welcoming you to our table soon.
I’m not surprised Cracker Barrel retreated from its rebrand in the face of a right-wing MAGA backlash. Down-home Southern hospitality is their brand, and the “anti-woke” activists who executed this contrived “controversy” really hate losing their white-coded imagery that buttresses their sense of superiority, from Uncle Ben to Aunt Jemima, and now, Uncle Herschel. They have excitedly embraced cracker—a derogatory term for poor, rural, white Southerners—because they are desperate for a return to a world where whiteness was an explicit advantage (rather than the implicit one we’ve lived with for the past 60 years), even when poor.
This manufactured furor brought to mind the first time I can recall hearing “cracker” used to describe a person. It was from my boss at my first IT job in New York, in the early ’90s. He was probably in his late 30s or early 40s, white, and proudly declared to me one day that he was a cracker. I don’t recall how it came up, but it sounded vaguely racist, and immediately brought to mind visions of slave foremen on horseback whipping the backs of Black men in a field. That it turned out to be a self-deprecating slur somehow didn’t make it better.
That’s the image I’ve always associated with Cracker Barrel, and I’ve never felt comfortable visiting their restaurants. Imagine expressing nostalgia for a “Peckerwood” restaurant or “Golliwog” café.
I commend Cracker Barrel for even attempting to rewrite its past, doomed though it was.
Apple announced the event on its website, on X/Twitter, and via invitations to the press—surprisingly, I didn’t get one: September 9 at 10 a.m. Pacific. Expect the iPhone 17 family, at least—including a rumored “thin” iPhone, which many have dubbed iPhone 17 Air—and likely the Apple Watch Series 11 and Ultra 3, Apple TV, and AirPods Pro 3.
A neat Easter egg: the glowing Apple logo on the site is interactive, with lava-like blobs trailing your cursor. The logo is described in the accessibility text thusly:
The Apple logo radiates with a blue gradient and is cast in thermal colors that merge from cool blue to yellow to hot red and from the top of the Apple stem all the way to the bottom of the Apple logo
Infrared camera on the next iPhone, anyone?
A reminder from The West Wing. Seems apropos in light of today’s ludicrous executive order.
Donald Trump signed an executive order today that purports to prosecute anyone who burns the American flag, except, of course, that burning the American flag is a constitutionally protected act of free speech—and has been for decades.
This executive order, like most Trump pronouncements, is meant to rouse his MAGA base while providing cover for harassment. The order doesn’t actually criminalize flag burning. Instead it directs the prosecution of anyone who is deemed to be “causing harm” by burning (or, more broadly, “desecrating”) the flag. The order specifically calls out “crimes against property and the peace” as well as those who are “aiding and abetting others to violate” the law. It also directs government agencies to “deny, prohibit, terminate, or revoke visas, residence permits, naturalization proceedings, and other immigration benefits, or seek removal from the United States.”
I expect “the flag” to be extended to mean any representations of the flag—on uniforms, plus pictures, lapel pins, hats, and T-shirts—and “desecration” to mean “was in any way sullied or dirtied.” A photo of a burning flag on your social media account will be considered a desecration.
Therefore, I expect this order to be used against protesters cheering on a flag burner, future sandwich slingers who splatter anyone wearing a flag pin, and demonstrators carrying the American flag who are careless enough to get tear gas sprayed on it.
In other words, it’s one more excuse for the Trump regime to go after their perceived enemies—especially anyone not born here or with Not Okay skin tones.
I anticipate the “Prosecuting Mean Words Said About Donald Trump” executive order to land any day now.
Another Strong Songs recommendation from this season: A couple of friends recently introduced their eight- and ten-year-old kids to the “Mah na mah na” song from Sesame Street and The Muppet Show (which the kids insisted I sing along to with them all afternoon—twist my arm, why don’tcha?), so I shared this episode of Strong Songs with them, which dissects “Mah na mah na” (along with “Rainbow Connection,” the Sesame Street theme, and “Pinball Number Count”). I had no idea “Mah na mah na” was a real and established song and not just a bunch of nonsense syllables sung by an orange-haired beatnik Muppet.
(Also available in Overcast and Apple Podcasts.)
Amanda Schuster, Food & Wine:
The Martini emoji was the first of its kind for a reason: It’s the most recognizable cocktail in history. When a bartender pours someone else’s order of a chilled, clear liquid into a conical glass and bestows it with an olive or citrus twist, there’s no question about what that drink is.
The Martini was my first cocktail infatuation. I made, I dunno, hundreds? of them since 2007. I experimented with everything: the gin, the amount of vermouth, the length of the stir. I even tried shaking it, if you can imagine. (One thing I rarely did—except under duress—was use vodka. I have standards.)
Now, there’s a dedicated cocktail convention:
The Martini Expo will be held in New York City at Industry City in Brooklyn on September 12th and 13th. Starting with a Martini dinner, the event continues with a day and evening of activities (pace yourselves)—including seminars, lunch, book signings, more food, and a Martini mixer. Attendees will have the chance to drink in the Martini’s full arc of history while legendary personalities in the drinks space and bartenders from some of New York City’s top bars (and beyond) stir and shake things up.
I’m disappointed I won’t be able to make this. I’ll drown my sorrows in a Martini.
A poignant five-minute video showing people living with Parkinson’s disease—and the hand tremors that accompany it—using their iPhone to record beautiful, stable memories using Action mode. Action mode isn’t an “accessibility feature”; it wasn’t designed specifically to help Parkinson’s patients. It’s marketed as helping to “capture smooth hand-held videos even when you’re moving around a lot—when jogging or hiking, for example”. But it demonstrates how thoughtful design benefits everyone. This is Apple at its finest. If you’re not even a little emotional at the end, you’re not wired right. I found the video especially affecting: only yesterday my mom underwent a skin biopsy to check for Parkinson’s (and Bradykinesia). We’ll know the results in a month.
Kirk Hamilton wraps up another terrific season of one of my favorite podcasts with an in-depth musical analysis of the Bill Withers classic, “Lean on Me” (Overcast, Apple Podcasts). Hamilton also uses it as an opportunity to deconstruct several more Withers classics, reminding me just how much of his music is a part of my musical firmament (“Ain’t No Sunshine”, “Lovely Day”, “Just the Two of Us”, and “Use Me”, for starters).
Two thoughts while listening:
Tripp Mickle, reporting for The New York Times on serious allegations against Jay Blahnik (gift link):
But along the way, Mr. Blahnik created a toxic work environment, said nine current and former employees who worked with or for Mr. Blahnik and spoke about personnel issues on the condition of anonymity. They said Mr. Blahnik, 57, who leads a roughly 100-person division as vice president for fitness technologies, could be verbally abusive, manipulative and inappropriate. His behavior contributed to decisions by more than 10 workers to seek extended mental health or medical leaves of absence since 2022, about 10 percent of the team, these people said.
Blahnik hasn’t commented, and Apple says it never happened:
In a legal filing, Apple denied that there had been “harassment, discrimination, retaliation or any other harm.”
The accusations against Blahnik include sexually inappropriate behavior—toward both male and female employees—including this peculiar account:
On another occasion, Mr. Blahnik said in front of several employees that the wife of a Fitness+ manager must have had an affair with another man because the manager’s son had a different hair color, Ms. Mofidi and three other former employees said. Mr. Blahnik used a vulgar word in making the remark, they said.
Some people think they’re being chummy when they’re actually being indecorous. Assuming he used the reported language, I’d wager Blahnik thinks it was locker-room talk. At the very least, he appears to have a seriously misplaced sense of propriety.
Also, does Blahnik not know how hair color works?
When I published A Correction to Andrew Cunningham’s Claim in Ars Technica on Cyberpunk 2077’s Mac Install Size, I referenced two Apple apps that downloaded additional content, as a counter to Cunningham’s assertion that doing so was prohibited. One was Xcode, which I stated was “a 12.5GB initial install, with optional SDKs, simulators, and tools taking up to 41GB.”
A Friend Who Would Know™ got in touch with me with a fact check of my size assertion, noting that Xcode was between 4.06GB and 5.31GB on disk (a recent Apple silicon-only beta version being the smallest and the current Mac App Store Universal version the largest).
He was absolutely right: The Mac App Store install for which I reported “12.5GB” shows only “5.31 GB on disk” in Finder’s Get Info window.
This is a long-standing quirk of how Finder displays file sizes, and the benefits of several features of APFS (🛎️) working together to reduce on-disk file sizes.
Finder reports three numbers for a file’s size:
I reported the human-readable size (rounded), because that’s what I suspect most people will consider the “file size”: it’s also what’s displayed in the Size column in Finder.
However, if you’re concerned about “disk space,” it’s perfectly reasonable to consider just the “on disk” size, as that’s the actual free space you would theoretically need for Xcode.
(I’m ignoring here the space needed to download, decompress, and install the app.)
However, I ran a couple of tests to see if my assumption that the “on disk” size is the amount of free space I’d need was valid. I created four APFS-formatted disk images using Disk Utility: 6GB (5.77GB free), 7GB (6.77GB free), 13GB (12.75GB free), and 15GB (14.75GB free). I then tried copying the “5.31 GB on disk” Xcode.app to each one. The results were both exactly and not at all what I expected:
The math ain’t mathing!
I expected the 6GB and 7GB results, despite the “on disk” size, because I suspected that number is the result of some APFS behind-the-scenes magic: It would still need the number of bytes to be free to complete the copy.
The successful copy to the 13GB and 15GB images was also not a surprise. What did shock me was the amount of free space reported after the copy. How does a 13GB disk image, with 12.75GB free to start, end up with 7.1GB free after copying a 12.48GB file?!
(To further amuse myself, I then duplicated the copied app on the images several times. Each copy took up almost no additional space—an extra 0.15GB in total for three copies.)
What kind of APFS witchcraft is this?
The (short) answer is likely some combination of clones, sparse files, hard links, and maybe transparent compression—all APFS features. I won’t pretend to be capable of explaining them here, but if you’re interested in learning a bit about APFS, About Apple File System has an introduction (and Apple File System Reference has exhaustive details that no mere mortal should be reading).
I’ve been tweaking this site since it launched a bit over a year ago: generally small fixes to address odd spacing of various elements, font sizes, and such. Most of those changes are not worth mentioning here. A couple of recent changes I think are worth noting, though, and I’d love your feedback.
Most useful, I think, is the addition of a Search option to the navigation bar. Ghost (the engine that powers this site) has built-in search, but I never exposed it. JAG’s Workshop is rapidly approaching 500 posts, so this should make it easier for you to find a specific post I wrote, or search for a topic (for example, “Apple” or “Politics”). There’s even a keyboard shortcut to bring it up: ⌘K (or Ctrl-K for non-Mac folks). Please try it out.
I love fonts. For a while during my days working in desktop publishing in the late ’80s to mid-’90s, I had a massive collection of (mostly legal) fonts. That collection has been lost to the ravages of time, but I can sort of replicate the pleasure of perusing a font book with Google Fonts, Adobe Fonts, or FontSpace.
I started with Roboto, but the weights never felt right. I flirted with Inconsolata briefly, but the programmer-friendly monospaced font didn’t fit this text-heavy site. I settled on Seravek as the primary font, partly because it’s a macOS system font and would therefore have no external dependencies for most of my readers.
But it had one glaring issue: the curly quotation marks (“” and ‘’) weren’t, well, curly enough for me. This bugged me to an unhealthy degree. I spent an inordinate amount of time searching Google Fonts for just the right body text, until I noticed that one of the sites I read regularly, Pixel Envy, had “real” curly quotes and the text was very readable.
It was using IBM Plex Sans.
That hurt a bit—IBM, really?—but damn, I like how it looks (in addition to the curly curly quotes, I dig the double-story “a” and “g”), so it’s now the primary body and headline font in my font stack (IBM Plex Sans, Seravek, Roboto, system-ui
). Beyond the specific letter forms, I find it’s also more readable on small screens. I’m not a huge fan of its italics (more like slanted or oblique than true italics), and I still need to tweak some spacing issues, but overall I’m pleased with the change.
A few weeks back I added a call-to-action form to the bottom of each post to drive email signups. The results were… uninspiring. It also felt heavyweight and a bit needy. But, I do want to remind folks they can sign up to receive these posts in email for free (or an optional monthly or annual payment), so I rethought things and landed on a simple text block (which you can see at the end of this piece). I hope this one does better!
In addition to the usual email, RSS, and social media links, there’s also the next addition to the site, tips.
Ghost has had the option for recurring paid subscriptions for several years now (and I’ve had it enabled since launching this site), but they were, you know, recurring. That can be a turn-off for folks who want to support their favorite creators, but don’t want to worry about being charged every month or year. They may just want to show their support with a one-time contribution, or drop a small thank you for a specific article that was especially valuable to them. Sites like Buy Me a Coffee, Ko-fi, and even Patreon filled the void, but Ghost got its own integrated option a few months back, and I’ve finally enabled it.
Now, if you enjoy an article, or simply want to say “good job!” you can show your appreciation for as little as $1.
Regular, recurring subscriptions remain available to anyone wanting the “perks”: A free subscription gets you a (very) occasional member-only email, and paid subscribers don’t have sponsor/affiliate ads in the navigation bar. All forms of support, paid or not, get my heartfelt gratitude.
I’m also exploring various other “member perks.” I haven’t settled yet on what those might be (I’m open to suggestions!) but as an experiment, I’ve updated the Archives page to now include both “Featured” posts and “Linked” posts. Members (including on the free tier) can see and click on any post, and can hide the Linked posts (so it only shows Featured posts—how it was until now). Non-members can see the Linked post titles but can’t click through to them.
This doesn’t actually block anyone from reading those Linked posts, of course: you can use the Search link in the navigation bar to find any article in the list. This is merely a test of the membership system. (I’m also curious whether anyone will become a member just to make it easier to read earlier linked posts.)
I’ll continue to tweak the site often (I’m investigating eliminating the sidebar in favor of a top navigation bar in all orientations so I can have a wider site, for example), but the next significant update will be to Ghost 6. I’m excited about the social network integration feature, especially. The transition will take some planning and downtime, so I’m proceeding very carefully.
Stay tuned for that, and thanks as always for reading.
Mike Brock, in his Notes on a Circus, speaks for so many of us who’ve been told we’re “overreacting” to Donald Trump’s rapid decent into fascism:
Remember who told you this was hysteria.
They told you that those of us warning about fascism were being hysterical. Now the President has seized control of the capital’s police force, deployed military units against citizens, and announced forced relocations of undesirables—and these same voices are explaining why it’s not really that bad, why it’s technically legal, why we should wait and see how it plays out.
The “hysteria” was prophecy. The “alarmism” was accuracy. The “derangement” was simply seeing clearly what was coming while others chose comfortable blindness.
Cassandra’s life was miserable as she foretold truths that would not be believed. Those likewise cursed with seeing the future with seeming certainty get no pleasure from being right. It’s emotionally draining to be constantly running around, axe and burning torch in hand, in defense of our democracy, only to be stopped by Americans unaware that their country is rapidly disintegrating right before their eyes. No amount of “I told you so” will make being right about the downfall of our democracy satisfying.
“Celebrating 50 years of The Rocky Horror Picture Show” from Jennifer Ouellette at Ars Technica is just a terrific retrospective of one of my favorite musicals.
I first saw The Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Waverly sometime in the early ’90s, long after it had established itself as a cult classic. I’d been a high school and college theatre nerd, and I remember the friend who took me—she’d been going for years—insisting it would be right up my alley. Hot patootie, was she right. I fell in love with this show from the moment those giant red lips filled the screen. The music, the characters, the sci-fi setting, the absolute campiness of it all, and, of course, the audience interaction and talkback—all of it delighted me. It felt like a new world had opened up, that I’d found my people. That it was OK to be weird and goofy and obsessed. It stuck with me like few other movie experiences.
I’ve listened to the soundtrack (conservatively) four or five hundred times, and it’s impossible for me to listen (or watch the movie) without singing along and interjecting talkbacks. For example, in the opening credits, when The Lips sing:
… see androids fighting …
I am physically incapable of not exclaiming:
… and fucking and sucking on …
…Brad and Janet…
Or:
… to the late night, double feature, picture show, by RKO.
RK-who?
And of course:
… to the late night, double feature, picture show. In the back row.
Fuck the back row!
I never had a chance to be part of a shadowcast, though I’d gladly give it a shot even today. I’d be thrilled to play Riff Raff—or Brad. Unhinged lunatic or milquetoast dork? Both would be tremendous fun… though I may have aged out of both. Perhaps Dr. Scott is now more my speed.
In addition to the movie soundtrack, I also own The Rocky Horror Show original stage soundtrack, and the 25th Anniversary Edition DVD (which includes an audience participation version), and bless my soul, as sure as there’s a light over at the Frankenstein place, you can bet I’ll be buying the 50th Anniversary 4K edition when it’s released in October. Until then, yes, you do see me shiver with antici… pation.
In Andrew Cunningham’s piece for Ars Technica on new “mini SSDs” coming to the market (“Tiny, removable “mini SSD” could eventually be a big deal for gaming handhelds”), he justifies the need for these faster, higher-capacity drives by pointing to the growing size of game installs:
A 2023 analysis from TechSpot suggested that game size had increased at an average rate of roughly 6.3GB per year between 2012 and 2023—games that come in over 100GB aren't the norm, but they aren't hard to find. Some of that increase comes from improved graphics and the higher-resolution textures needed to make games look good on 4K monitors and TVs. But TechSpot also noted that the storage requirements for narrative-heavy, cinematic-heavy games like The Last of Us Part 1 were being driven just as much by audio files and support for multiple languages.
He follows up with a Mac example:
For another prominent recent example, consider the install sizes for the Mac version of Cyberpunk 2077. The version of the game on Steam, the Epic Games Store, and GOG runs about 92GB. However, the version available for download from Apple's App Store is a whopping 159GB, solely because it includes all of the game's voiceovers in all of the languages it supports. (This is because of App Store rules that require apps to have all possible files included when they're submitted for review.)
This difference in install size really seems to bother Cunningham. The link in the above paragraph is to Cunningham’s July piece on the release of the game for Mac, where he wrote:
The game will also require 92GB of storage when downloaded from Steam, GOG, or the Epic Games Store and 159GB of storage when downloaded from the Mac App Store. The difference in size is because the App Store version “has all voiceovers included” and because Apple’s App Review guidelines (see section 2.4.5, item iv) prohibit apps from downloading additional files after the initial download is done.
Alas, both parentheticals and his reasoning are wrong—stemming, I presume, from a misreading of the App Review Guidelines and an unawareness of available APIs for reducing app download sizes.
The guideline Cunningham references says:
2.4.5 Apps distributed via the Mac App Store have some additional requirements to keep in mind: […]
(iv) They may not download or install standalone apps, kexts, additional code, or resources to add functionality or significantly change the app from what we see during the review process.
This is a prohibition against changing the behavior of an app after it’s been reviewed and approved—think a vision testing app turning into an illegal streaming app, or a seemingly innocuous game transforming into an antitrust lawsuit.
What it’s not saying is that apps must “have all possible files included” in the downloaded app package. Downloading additional content is definitely allowed. Two examples from Apple itself:
Apple does require “all possible files” to be available during the review process, but that doesn’t mean those files must be included in a single app upload.
At WWDC22, Apple introduced Background Assets, with the express purpose of enabling smaller initial app and game downloads, allowing developers to carve out assets—say, voiceovers in various languages—so they can be downloaded (or not) as needed. If a player only wants English or Mandarin voiceovers, the app doesn’t need to include French, German, or Jamaican Patois in the download. This provides a smaller initial download (and on-disk footprint)—no bloat, no wasted storage space for never-to-be-used files. Of course, should the player want Jamaican Patois, it’s just a download away.
By implementing Background Assets, developers allow all their downloadable assets to be seen by App Review. Those assets are downloaded by the app during review as needed, just as they would be when in the hands of customers. Developers do not have to upload a single binary containing all the assets for Apple to review their app.
(If those assets aren’t available during review, the app gets rejected. This catches many developers who, for example, expected to enable their production servers only after approval, not realizing that those servers are used during the app review process.)
While it may be true that the complete Mac install of Cyberpunk 2077, with all the voiceovers, requires 159GB of storage, it absolutely does not require all 159GB to be part of one download package. That the game has such a large footprint is the developer’s doing, not the result of an Apple requirement.
Will Daly, at Dev Nonsense, on the Apple sample project SillyBalls:
In case you never had the pleasure of running this program, allow me to describe the experience. A window appears, titled “Bob Land.” Then, a ball, randomly colored and labeled “Bob,” is drawn. And another, and another, filling the window with chaotic abandon.
Bob Johnson, the author of the original SillyBalls, left Apple in 2001, the year I joined.
The sequel to SillyBalls, Son of Silly Balls, is one of the earliest sample projects I recall reviewing (the ReadMe and related metadata, not the code!).
That we know SillyBalls was written by Johnson (and who updated it over time) is a clear indication the project was created before Steve Jobs returned to Apple. One of his early commandments after his return was that the names of engineers would be scrubbed from public content; partly to dissuade employee poaching, but also to instill a sense of “One Apple”—the idea that the collective “we” created products at Apple, not the individual. By the time I joined DTS in 2001, this mindset was firmly ingrained, especially in Developer Relations, and no names (or even initials) would ever again appear in sample projects.
(Sometimes, though you can still see hints of the author shine through. In Son of Silly Balls, the use of “localisation” and “Share and Enjoy” points clearly to my illustrious erstwhile DTS colleague, Quinn.)
Amusingly, Son of Silly Balls isn’t the only familial connection to earlier sample projects. There’s also Son of Grab, Son of MungGrab and Bride of Mung.
Do these names make any sense out of context? Nope. Several years later, this realization would lead to a correction of sorts, resulting in verbosely descriptive sample project names. For example PhotoToss: CSS Transforms, Transitions, and Web Fonts and, more recently, Sharing texture data between the Model I/O framework and the vImage library.
In service of improved clarity, we lost a bit of whimsy.
(Via my friend and former colleague Tyler Stone.)
Not many people were pro-Ali following his anti-war protests, but here's Carlin supporting him unreservedly—while delivering pointed jabs at America’s nation-building woes. This was from the Ed Sullivan Show in 1971. Carlin was always on the right side of history then, and remains so today. That his routines remain relevant now—with minor updates to countries and people—is both a testament to his abilities as an astute political observer, and a stinging critique of our shameful lack of progress as a country. Pick any number of Carlin’s clips, and it’s a good bet you’ll find relevancy to today’s politics. One of our great misfortunes as a society is that we aren’t able to hear Carlin mercilessly skewer this particular political moment and regime. I imagine he’d have a field day with Trump, Musk, and the rest of them.
In a Blaugust2025 post, Varun Barad writes on their eponymous site about device naming:
It is only in the past few years, after I read a post by someone on how they decide names for their devices, that the thought even occurred to me that those names for my devices don’t have to be so dry and meaningless. That I can treat naming my devices with some thought put into it, and name them based on some theme or the purpose that they will be serving.
Since then, the theme I have started with my devices is “celestial bodies/objects”. I try to name my devices based on some constellation.
I’ve been naming my devices for over 20 years. While celestial bodies, sci-fi, Greek mythology, and movie references are all excellent, evergreen options, I went a different route. Most of my devices are named after cities and beaches in the country I was born: Trinidad and Tobago.
When selecting names, I try to have some logical (or at least defensible) reason behind my choice. Broadly speaking, computers are named after cities, and iPads are named after beaches, with some exceptions:
Names remain stable even when replacing a device, so, for example, my current iPhone is Curepe16, and my current iPad is Maracas7. Other names I’ve used over the years include Arima, Belmont, Mayaro, and St. James.
My naming scheme inspired my wife to follow suit: Her MacBook Air is named “Harbin,” after her city of birth.
Not all my devices are named after Trinidad and Tobago cities and beaches, though. A handful of old devices are named much more prosaically, to more easily identify them; “iPad 1st gen 16GB” or “iPhone 6 Silver 16GB,” for example.
I rarely name my accessories. One exception: on a recent trip to Hawaii, I managed to forget my precious AirPods at home, a potentially devastating error while on vacation. Luckily, Costco had a sale on AirPods, so I picked up a pair on the trip. They ended up being a backup to my pair at home. I did not give them a city or beach name.
I called them SpAirPods.
Tom Gjelten, writing for NPR in 2015 on the occasion of the 50th anniversary of the Immigration and Nationality Act (the 60th anniversary of which is just two months away):
During the debate over the bill, however, conservatives said it was entirely appropriate to select immigrants on the basis of their national origin. The United States, they argued, was fundamentally an Anglo-Saxon European nation and should stay that way.
Sen. Sam Ervin (D-N.C.) said he objected to the idea of giving people from Ethiopia the same right to immigrate to the United States as people from England, France, Germany, or Holland. “With all due respect to Ethiopia,” Ervin said, “I don’t know of any contributions that Ethiopia has made to the making of America.”
Ohio Representative Michael Feighan, another Democrat, also objected to the Act, and offered a remedy:
Rather than giving preference to those immigrants whose skills were “especially advantageous” to the United States, Feighan insisted on prioritizing those immigrants who already had relatives in the United States, with a new preference category for adult brothers and sisters of naturalized U.S. citizens.
In justifying the change, Feighan told his conservative allies that a family unification preference would favor those nationalities already represented in the U.S. population, meaning Europeans. Among the conservative groups persuaded by Feighan’s argument was the American Legion, which came out in support of the immigration reform after originally opposing it.
In an article praising Feighan’s legislative prowess, two Legion representatives said he had “devised a naturally operating national-origin system.” A family unification preference, they argued, would preserve America’s European character.
“Nobody is quite so apt to be of the same national origins of our present citizens as are members of their immediate families,” they wrote. […]
But the scheme backfired.
I came across this article today while preparing for Karen Attiah’s latest Resistance Summer School session.
Built on a racist premise, the “unintended consequences” of the Immigration and Nationality Act brought to America an unprecedented number of brown-skinned immigrants—including my mom, and by extension, me. Republicans (and “conservative” Democrats) have been striving to reverse this legislative “mistake” ever since.
I have little doubt the passage of this bill, and the resulting surge of non-white Americans, is a central facet of the far right’s Great Replacement Theory, this president’s hateful anti-immigration rhetoric, and Monday’s unprecedented takeover of the D.C. police and National Guard deployment.
America’s been fighting its base anti-immigration sentiment since its inception, and we now have a president enthusiastic to magnify, not minimize, our country’s worst tendencies.
This is a list of African Americans reportedly killed while unarmed by non-military law enforcement officers in the United States. Events are listed whether they took place in the line of duty or not, and regardless of reason or method. The listing documents the occurrence of a death, making no implications regarding wrongdoing or justification on the part of the person killed or officer involved.
The first entry is Henry Truman, from 1870.
This long form article from Johannes Böhme in Die Zeit was not what I expected, yet I remained captivated to the very end. You’ll want to set aside some time to read and sit with this one:
On August 7, 2023, a 176-page indictment arrived at the courthouse. It accused Gregor Formanek of being an accessory to murder in 3,322 cases. As a member of the SS, he had served as a guard in the Sachsenhausen concentration camp from July 1943 to February 1945.
He was 19 years old when he became a guard in Sachsenhausen. Which is why prosecutors were seeking to try the elderly man in the chamber for juvenile delinquents.
In all likelihood, this would be the last opportunity to bring a perpetrator of the Holocaust to justice. Formanek’s case will probably mark the end of the almost eight-decades-long process of coming to terms with the Holocaust in German courtrooms, a journey that began with the Nuremberg war crimes trials.
Formanek was indicted for his war crimes at the age of 99.
Donald Trump, Kristi Noem, and the rest of this administration should pay close attention.