A research exercise finds nuking an incoming asteroid early enough could prevent "99% or more" of the debris from hitting Earth.

A single film prop with two tubes and flashing lights has been used in countless sci-fi movies and shows.

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Missouri's governor wants to prosecute a journalist who discovered a state web app exposed educators' Social Security numbers.

The rectangular panels you see on almost all new constructions are there to conceal an air gap that protects the structure from decay.

Today's algorithms inequality began with 19th-century railroad barons, whose libertarian streak beget the rise of Silicon Valley.
Data visualizations explain how, at companies where institutional sexism exists, fewer women reach executive levels.
"We love to tell ourselves these stories about who we are and aren't." Why generational labels are bullshit.
"Goodness knows when my house will be built. I don't." Letters detail the time Edith Carlson fired Frank Lloyd Wright.
Toppling statues doesn't always kill them. Many still manage to find their way into storage, for who knows what purpose.
Mexico City's most populous neighborhood is particularly dangerous for women. A new lighting and art project can only do so much.
A different side of the statue-removal conversation: Beijing wants gone Hong Kong's memorial to victims of the Tiananmen massacre.
A kid explains how he rickrolled every network display in his high school district, then avoided getting into trouble.
A new building in Harlem features a furniture system, designed by former Apple and Tesla engineers, to whisk away your stuff.
If the human body were a building, our neck would arguably be "the most poorly conceived room in the house."
Excerpts from a 15th Century guide to fighting and self-defense.

“Very few people would think, I want to learn about blockchain, I’m going to read this romance.” 

A new sub-genre of romance fiction emerges: the Bitcoin bodice ripper.

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This week's white paper to wonder about says billionaires are better-looking than average for their age.
Steven Connor pays tribute to sand in an unexpectedly good essay. "The desert does itself like an incalculable sum."
A moving story of a man who befriended his brother's murderer. “For me and the life that I lived, it was unusual."