Another fantastic thing is this probe landing on a comet. That sounds really lame, and like it should’ve been a headline in the 1970s, but there you have it. In the culmination of a “$1.3 billion, 10-year mission,” the European Space Agency’s Philae probe landed on Comet 67P. The probe is live-tweeting the whole thing (of course it is). And, even if it’s not on an Interstellar-level of space travel, it’s still a nice reminder that human beings are capable of accomplishing things in space. Sometimes, though, it’s a bit harder on Earth:
Yeah. Two window washers over at One World Trade Center got trapped in failed scaffolding. This is maybe the nightmare of every person who has ever, for any reason, considered being a window washer. Firefighters were finally able to break through a window and rescue the two men, thankfully.
And now, turning to a slightly different subject, Buzzfeed‘s essay on gay romance explores relationships through the lens of Roland Barthes, or something. Writer Matt Ortile’s brief story of a dying relationship is an interesting one because it’s pretty representative of gay and straight relationships, especially ones that take place in New York City. There’s a self-awareness in the writing that stops it from becoming all of the bad things it could be — treacly, self-important, nostalgic — or maybe it is all of those things, just a little bit? Yeah, it is. But it’s still a good read.
As is this piece over at Refinery29, which dissects Eminem’s recent lyrical misogyny, and posits that Em, a grown-ass man, should be over this by now. Luckily, as writer Devon Maloney points out near the end of her piece, the sort of spit-take baiting rhymes Eminem has peddled since his earliest days are growing less effective in terms of drawing positive attention.
And that’s all. Have a good evening. Try not to get stuck in scaffolding, stuck on comets, stuck in stale relationships, or stuck being Eminem (that one mostly applies to Eminem).