As the G7 summit concludes, Trump lashed out at a media reports of the publication of a leaked copy of the MOU furnished by CNN—telling world leaders that Obama bribed his way to secure the Joint Comprehensive Plan of Action (the 2015 plan these governments supported and were not pleased with the unilateral and ultimately violent withdrawal from) in order to deflect from the fourteen-point memo’s commitment for restitution and relief from sanctions, squandering whatever political capital and goodwill he had accrued by retreating from the war he started, spending unaccounted billions and causing the death of thousands to not achieve the objectives cited for the conflict—chiefly preventing Iran from building atomic weapons, which it was not doing in the first place but definitely sees the need for now.
Rather than apologising or offering thanks to allies and mediators for their patience and suffering, Trump only strangely A much worse and more brittle settlement than the JCPOA, the White House had pledged to release the details prior to Friday’s signing ceremony at the Bรผrgenstock Resort above Lake Lucerne—the Qatari-owned property chosen for its remoteness—but we are unlikely now to get much of a preview, if privy to the terms at all, I thought though the leak prompted a read-out. Threatening to return to bombing if Tehran backslides, Trump admonished them to “behave,” repeating a line from early failed negotiations headed by the US vice president, “if it works out, I’m going to take the credit—if not, I am blaming JD,” Trump suggests he might he stick around to sign himself with Iranian counterpart Peyeshkian. Meanwhile, Hezbollah and the IDF continue to clash in Beirut (Netanyahu says he has not seen the document and has not asked); the IAEA approaches Kazakstan to potentially store Iran’s supply of enriched uranium as negotiations continue, though Iran now pledges to destroy its stockpiles through dilution—this truce only extends the ceasefire for sixty days—and the first tankers leave Iranian ports, the US blockade suspended.
Wednesday, 17 June 2026
day one-hundred eight (13. 525)
Thursday, 24 July 2025
splashdown (12. 604)
On this day in 1975 with the re-entry of the American spacecraft, with the Soviet capsule landing a few days earlier in the steppe of Kazakhstan after the successful joint mission, the Apollo programme came to an end. The international docking manoeuvre and orbital handshake between the two rivals was seem as a moment of dรฉtente for the polarised world during the Cold War, leading to later collaborations like the International Space Station.
A technical triumph and symbolic of the cooling tensions between the super-powers, in keeping with the spirit of the Space-Race, the link-up with Soyuz-19 went unnumbered by NASA to avoid confusion with the failed Moon landing of Apollo-XVIII, and the mission’s only tense moment was during re-entry with propellants accidentally vented into the astronauts’ chambers. The US engaged in no further orbital ventures until 1981 and there were no more splashdown landings until August of 2020 with the Space-X Crew Dragon demonstration.
Friday, 17 November 2023
8x8 (11. 123)
aลk’idฤ ́ฤ ́’ yรกdahodiiz’ฤ ́ฤ ́dฤ ́ฤ ́’ yรก’รกhonรญkรกรกndi: an update on Stars Wars dubbed in to the Dinรฉ bizaad language of the Navajo people—see previously
hallucinate: the new meaning of the psychological verb picked for Cambridge dictionaries’ Word of the Year chipophone: Vivaldi performed on Commodore instruments—see previously
wikiwho: guess the person from their Wikipedia biography—via Web Curios
prisencolinensinainciusol: revisiting the Italo Pop song with nonsense lyrics that was meant to sound like English singing—see previously
veistospuutarha: the sculpture garden of of Veijo Rรถnkkรถnen
here we observe the sophisticated homo sapiens: an unauthorised David Attenborough voice-clone to narrate one’s daily activities—see also
life day: a fresh look on the Star Wars Holiday Special on its forty-fifth anniversary
synchronoptica
one year ago: the Hand of Irulegi plus a Soviet moonwalker (1970)
two years ago: another MST3K classic plus assorted links to revisit
three years ago: more links to enjoy, a rebuttal from Nixon (1973) plus St Hugh of Lincoln
four years ago: the Velvet Revolution plus world flags reimagined in the style of Kazakhstan’s
five years ago: a Japanese view on American history, the mind of a scammer, more links to enjoy plus the Star Wars Holiday Special
Wednesday, 2 March 2022
pridnestrain
Tuesday, 15 June 2021
durgan script
The always engrossing Language Log of the University of Pennsylvania acquaints us with a endangered and diffuse language—spread across Kazakhstan, Russia, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Ukraine and Mongolia—in the Sinitic (Chinese) family but written with Cyrillic and uniquely not Sinographic characters (see also).
The continuum of Gansu, Mandarin and Dungan (Kansu) is mutually intelligible to a large extent. Tones are marked with the glyphs front yer and back yer (ะฌ / ะช) from the Old Church Slavonic (see above and here too) and the current orthography is a compromise dating back to the 1920s when the Soviet Union banned Arabic and Persian-based writing systems, looked on disfavourably from the beginning as merchants along the Silk Road could conduct trade deals in a language that was secret to their neighbours.
Monday, 12 April 2021
off we go!
On this day in 1961, a Vostok I spacecraft was launched from the Baikonur Cosmodrome under the call sign ะะตะดั (Siberian Cedar, see also) piloted by Yuri Gagarin (ะะฐะณะฐัะธะฝ, ะฎัะธะน *1934 - †1968), the first human to journey into outer space (previously), holding a short dialogue with flight operations during take-off.
Mission control over the radio announced: “Preliminary stage… intermediate… main… Lift-Off! We wish you a good flight. Everything’s all right.” To which Gagarin replied, “ะะพะตั
ะฐะปะธ! Goodbye, until soon, dear friends.” The enthusiastic interjection becoming a popular expression for Soviet progress and the start of the Space Age. Once the final stage of the rocket finished firing, the craft and cosmonaut orbited the Earth for one hundred-eight minutes, ejecting from the vessel during re-entry over Kazakhstan and descending to the ground safely harnessed to a parachute.
Friday, 26 February 2021
6x6
affiche: early Art Deco posters of Renรฉ Magritte
dogs of war: a public service announcement issuing guidance on how to disable Boston Dynamics weaponised Spot units
whitewash: thankfully, President Biden is able to overturn “beautiful” architecture executive order that would mandate neo-classicism in federal buildings
clothes peg: the clothesline animals of Helga Stentzel
second life: exploring and conserving the abandoned spaces of the internet
mask media: brilliant Soviet Kazakh health promotion campaigns from the 1970s—see also
Saturday, 22 February 2020
ะผะฐ́ะบั xั́ะดััะผ
Kazakhstan’s news network Atameken Business has a new pixelated, virtual presenter for its flagship show the Daily Format. Called i-Sanj after his namesake and model Kazakh actor Sanj Madi, he is able to report and banter with other anchors as convincingly as any other talking head.
Maybe such artifices should be branded with a scarlet letter, a V or an H like the hologram Rimmer on Red Dwarf as they become more common and create this duopoly between the pundits, investigative reporters and interviewers that cycle out and retire and the ageless anchors who don’t tire or challenge the producers or censors, since i-Sanj’s inaugural, live segment—see footage on the Calvert Journal at the link above—is indistinguishable from any other newsroom interaction.
Sunday, 17 November 2019
courtesy ensign
Wednesday, 3 April 2019
alma-ata
Via Calvert Journal, we are introduced to the determined documentation and conservation efforts of Dennis Keen to capture and preserve the Soviet murals, bas-relief and mosaic that adorned Almaty, the capital city of the Kazakh Soviet Socialist Republic, Russian appellation above. After the creation of an independent Kazakhstan, the capital was moved to Astana. Though importantly host to the Baikonur Cosmodrome which tied the far-flung republic to Mother Russia, there was yet the sentiment that “the mountains are high and the Emperor is far away” that needed these public displays as a reminder and to show that art was not the domain of the elite. Visit the links above to explore an outstanding gallery of civic monuments and architectural interventions that inform and reflect the city’s character.
Saturday, 2 April 2016
doctor zaius, doctor zaius
A Kazakhstani scientist with the alliterative name of Ilya Ivanovich Ivanov was a pioneer in the early 1900s in the field of artificial insemination.
Praised and later eulogised by sociologist Ivan Pavlov, Ivanov’s chief accomp- lishments were in the field of animal husbandry and of interest to horse-breeders, but reportedly his research also dabbled in controversy, hoping to create ape-human hybrids, called humanzees—for no particular reason. Early trials failed and the premature death of simian donors and the aftermath of the Soviet revolution put a stop to his further experiments. Contemporaries even composed an opรฉra-bouffe called Orango to lampoon and chastise Ivanov’s ambitions, but it was not staged until 2011 to somewhat less knowledgable audiences. Let’s be sure to thank the Frinkiac for the ease in finding this appropriate illustration.
Saturday, 11 May 2013
flea-market finds or johnny apple-seed
People at flea-markets are universally keen on selling souvenirs—which is something I could never understand, unless maybe they inherited a collection of memories that they had no relationship with nor access to or bought them themselves at other sales and later decided that their accumulations ought to be culled. The cogent fact is, however, I suppose that people bringing plastic bins of old records, catalogues of old photos, travel mementos for display never have a guarantee that they be made to part with any of it and are probably caught off guard when someone does offer to buy some keepsake or another.
I have found a lot of cool stuff, sentimental to someone or otherwise, and though there are things I would not part with, having become some of the household artefacts, I’d be willing to entertain offers—especially in a situation where an uncaring relative cast off some keepsake and came into my collection. H was not very impressed by I enjoyed these couple of items found at a flea market just across the former border separating East from West Germany—die neue Bundeslรคnder, so called literally because the government of the GDR was not a federal authority and the traditional state structure (restored with the reunion) did not exist, but rather districts (Bezirke) but also used figuratively, I suppose, as parts and places still held with a certain otherness.
I found this pretty neat little brass plate with the enameled flag of the DDR flying in solidarity with the Soviet banner, the USSR, the UdSSR or the CCCP, and this hinged plastic box, which contained a bunch of unsent post-cards from the Soviet Union’s far eastern autonomous republic of Kazakhstan with several undated scenes from Almaty (ะะปะผะฐัั or Alma-Ata as the former capital was known back then, a construction of two Turkic terms for apple and father, owning to all the different apple cultivars found in the area and probably the origin of the first orchards). There are a lot of places yet to learn about and to see and to re-visit, and I am grateful that I found a bit of another destination for inspiration.







