A drone captured the incredible moment a whale pushed a paddleboard with its fin. Maximiliano Jonas filmed the amazing footage off the coast of Puerto Madryn, Argentina [📹 maxijonas]

Fyodor Dostoyevsky's draft manuscript of The Brothers Karamazov, 1880.

Lugares de Manhattan, Nueva York, en los que se rodaron algunas icónicas películas.

Les marqueurs forts. Numéro 2 : le vélo cargo qui transporte Capucine et Gaspard. Tu le vois arriver au loin. Large, stable, un peu trop propre. Une caisse en bois clair à l’avant, parfois une bâche noire, parfois des stickers discrets. La mère pédale. Ou le père. Peu importe. À l’intérieur, deux têtes casquées. Capucine et Gaspard. Parfois Apolline et Hippolyte. Les prénoms ne mentent presque jamais. Le vélo cargo n’est pas un moyen de transport. C’est un signal. Un drapeau roulant. Il dit : « Nous avons choisi. Nous savons. Nous ne sommes pas comme les autres. » Il coûte entre trois et six mille euros, parfois plus avec l’assistance électrique. Il pèse lourd. Il est lent. Il se gare mal. Il craint la pluie, le vent, la côte un peu raide. Mais tout cela n’a aucune importance. Ce qui compte, c’est ce qu’il permet d’afficher. La vertu écologique sans le sacrifice réel. La distance courte transformée en geste moral. Le second véhicule de la famille bourgeoisie remplacé par un objet qui se regarde mieux dans le rétroviseur des autres. Regarde les détails. Les casques assortis, même pour cent mètres. Les lunettes de soleil sur les enfants. Le legging fleuri ou le collant technique. La posture droite, un peu théâtrale. On ne se contente pas d’aller chercher le pain. On performe le trajet. On montre qu’on a compris quelque chose que les autres n’ont pas encore saisi. Dans les faits, ce vélo circule presque exclusivement dans des zones déjà densément peuplées de gens qui lui ressemblent. Il ne colonise pas les banlieues ouvrières. Il ne remplace pas la Twingo du couple qui travaille en 3x8. Il s’installe là où le prix du mètre carré a déjà grimpé, là où le tiers-lieu a ouvert six mois plus tôt, là où l’épicerie vrac a remplacé le Tabac-Presse. Le vélo cargo ne combat pas la voiture. Il la regarde de haut tout en bénéficiant du même réseau routier, des mêmes feux, des mêmes trottoirs élargis financés par tout le monde. Il transforme un choix de classe en évidence morale. Ceux qui n’en ont pas un deviennent, par absence, un peu moins conscients, un peu moins responsables, un peu moins contemporains. Quand tu en croises un qui transporte Capucine et Gaspard, tu n’as pas besoin de demander l’adresse. Tu sais déjà dans quel quartier tu te trouves. Et tu sais aussi, à peu près, ce que pensent ses conducteurs de ceux qui, eux, continuent de prendre la voiture.

Average White Band - “When Will You Be Mine”

This is one of the most beloved paintings in America, and it puts its finger on something we all pass through, first as the child, and one day as the parent left behind... The painting is Breaking Home Ties, by Norman Rockwell, on the cover of the Saturday Evening Post in 1954. A father and his teenage son sit side by side on the running board of a battered farm truck, waiting at a railway stop. A single track runs along the bottom of the picture. A ticket pokes from the boy's pocket. His suitcase is stacked with schoolbooks and wears a "State U" pennant. The train is coming to carry him off to college, away from home, for the first time in his life. Everything is in the way they sit. The son sits upright, scrubbed and dressed in his best, eyes fixed on the horizon, on the track, on the future rushing toward him. He is already half gone. For him that train is the beginning of everything. His father sits beside him in worn work clothes and scuffed boots, looking the other way, down the line, as if he cannot bear to watch it arrive. The same train means the opposite thing to him. For the son it is the start of a life. For the father it is the day the house grows quieter, the chair at the table sits empty, and the person he built his world around walks out into a life that no longer has him at its centre. Look at his hands. He is holding two hats. His own battered one, and resting on top of it, his son's crisp new one, held carefully together, because it is the last small thing he can still do for the boy... And then the dog, its head laid in the son's lap, gazing up, refusing to look away. Rockwell knew exactly what that was for: "The father couldn't show how he felt about the boy's leaving," he said. "The dog did." It has moved people for 70 years because every leaving is a beginning for one person and an ending for another. The child steps out into the world, as they should. And someone stays behind, watching them go, and loving them enough to let them go anyway...

The Marvelous Spatuletail, found in just one valley in northern Peru and is one of the rarest hummingbirds on Earth. [📹Alex Fine]

Kavinsky - Nightcall 🇫🇷💔🕊️

Coup dur pour le Paraguay qui va devoir jouer au football

Absolutely ridiculous that Olise is this aggressive in his passing and this accurate. His 92% pass completion in the attacking third is what your DM gives you. Meanwhile Olise's out here sliding the ball through lines to put it on a platter for his forwards.

Composition (Petit univers), by Joan Miró, 1933, 📸 by @morgantencza for @FortyOneMag

Dan Aykroyd's dancing is epic, insane and beyond amazing. 45+ years later it is still over the top enjoyable. And the sheer amount of talent on that small stage is staggering. The Blues Brothers (John Belushi and Dan Aykroyd) perform “Soul Man.” [Season 4, 1978]

This entire scene is like a sociopathic masterclass on damage control.

Voyager 1 is 24 billion kilometers from Earth. It communicates with us using a 23-watt transmitter. Less than a refrigerator light bulb. The signal takes 22 hours to reach us, traveling at the speed of light. By the time it arrives, it's 20 billion times weaker than the power of a digital watch battery. NASA's Deep Space Network picks it up using 70-meter dish antennas cooled to near absolute zero to reduce electronic noise. The engineering required to hear a 23-watt signal from 24 billion km away is arguably more impressive than the spacecraft itself. Launched 1977. Still transmitting. Still being heard. We built something that works perfectly, 47 years later, in conditions no one has ever tested in. That's what engineering for the long term looks like.

Marjane Satrapi ❤️

It is with deep sorrow and profound love that we announce the passing of Sonny Rollins. The Saxophone Colossus died this afternoon at his home in Woodstock, NY at the age of 95. 1/2 conta.cc/4wFIDrM

"Hurt" is not an original by Johnny Cash. The song was written by Trent Reznor (Nine Inch Nails) in 1994 for the album The Downward Spiral. Rick Rubin had to insist several times on Cash recording his version, at first Johnny found the idea completely insane because the original version is industrial and noisy. At 71, already very ill, almost blind and with trembling hands, Cash completely transformed the band. The iconic video, directed by Mark Romanek, was filmed at the House of Cash (his own museum). June Carter Cash appears looking at him fondly, the video was shot in February 2003, a few months before she died (May) and Johnny himself (September). Trent Reznor was so moved that he declared, "This song is not mine anymore." It is considered one of the best covers of all time.