[Kzyxtalk] Fourier transforms for birds.

[Marco McClean]

Subject: Fourier transforms for birds.

The recording of last night's stupendous (2020-09-25) Memo of the Air: 
Good Night Radio show on KNYO-LP Fort Bragg is right here:
https://tinyurl.com/KNYO-MOTA-0403

Furthermore, at https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com you'll find a fresh 
batch of dozens of links to not necessarily radio-useful but nonetheless 
worthwhile educational items I set aside for you while gathering the 
show together. Such as:

2020 Audubon bird photography winners.
https://tinyurl.com/2020AudubonPhotoWinners

The oral history of Bat Boy. “We had to be careful. Anything that 
smacked of bestiality was kept out of the paper, but we didn’t go into 
how he was conceived. We just said he was found in a cave and built on 
the image.” In fact: “Five U.S. senators are space aliens!”
https://www.mentalfloss.com/article/626827/weekly-world-news-bat-boy-oral-history

This blacksmith contest champion Anne, the one on the left, is Anne 
Bujold, Lois McMaster Bujold’s daughter.
https://tinyurl.com/AnneBujoldBlacksmith

And a little about three-time Nebula award winner and seven-time Hugo 
award winner Lois McMaster Bujold, creator of the Vorkosigan Saga, 
including one of my favorite space-opera science fiction characters 
ever, dwarf military genius Miles Naismith Vorkosigan’s mother 
/Cordelia/. Best line? Okay, that would be in response to a bunkered war 
general’s barked question, “Where have you been, woman!” Cordelia says, 
“I went shopping. And look what I got! The price was a bit steep, 
though.” And she bowls and bumps a heavy shopping bag down the long 
table of meeting war staffmen for the general to open it and find the 
/bloody severed head of the enemy leader/, pretender to the throne, 
who’d been terrorizing their city and potentially the entire empire from 
the fortified safety of his (their own) palace… Oh, wait, there’s 
another from the same novella: Sergeant Bothari, incredibly messed up 
mentally, has bonded with Cordelia, who once rescued him (from, among 
other things, being compelled by /his/ torturer to torture her!) and now 
he worships her; he can focus and stay relatively sane and not explode 
in brute animal violence unless she gives explicit permission, and he’s 
so grateful. At one point they’re brazening their way past enemy guards; 
one of the guards says to Bothari, “And just who are /you/.” Bothari 
says, “I’m the Lady’s dog,” and just stands there and /smiles softly/ at 
him, all that ready destruction and horror simmering beneath the 
surface. The big tough armed guards swallow nervously and let them pass. 
(It’s been ages since I read those books. I might have a word or 
situation wrong here and there.)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lois_McMaster_Bujold


-- 
Marco McClean, memo at mcn.org,
https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com