morning computer all along the way

Cathleen Clarke.

Nice little essay on David Lynch by Dennis Lim at Film Comment.

Countless artists have sought in their work to confront or to deny death, and Lynch did both, in ways that transcended the sentimental commonplace. He was committed to making us feel the shape of absence, the slow and deranging time of bereavement, and he rejected narrative closure as the worst kind of death—one that left no possibility of a lingering afterlife. There is a sense in which Lynch has been preparing us for this moment all along. We will be taking the measure of this loss for some time. For now, we can be grateful that he knew in his bones that art stands a better chance than we all do against mortal rules.

Microquasars!

The most powerful jets inside our galaxy occur in microquasars: systems composed by a stellar-mass black hole and a “normal” star. The pair orbit each other, and, once they are close enough, the black hole starts to slowly swallow its companion. As a consequence of this, jets are launched from the region close to the black hole.