It’s illegal to make fried rice on this one specific day in China

If you share a recipe for or photo of fried rice in China on November 25th, you may get a visit from the authorities. To understand why, you have to go back 75 years. North Korea, backed by the Soviet Union and China, launched a surprise invasion into South Korea, hoping to unify the Korean peninsula. More than three years and as many as three million lives later, the two sides signed an armistice. One of the lives lost was Mao Anying, the oldest son of the chairman of China’s Communist Party, Mao Zedong. His death has become a major moment in the narrative shared by Chinese dissidents today, who celebrate November 25 as China’s Thanksgiving Day. But because of censorship, those who want to mark the day do so by sharing a fried rice recipe or pictures of the dish. It’s a reference to the mythic story behind Anying’s demise, which says he was trying to cook fried rice, and the smoke from the fire exposed his position. (via Now I Know)

He popularized a famous Italian coffee pot and when he died he was buried in one

Renato Bialetti, the Italian businessman who turned an aluminum coffee pot into a classic global design, died last week at the age of 93. In accordance with his and his family’s wishes, his ashes were interred in an urn shaped like a large version of a Moka pot, the stovetop coffee maker he introduced to the world. Bialetti didn’t invent the Moka. He just made it famous. A man named Luigi di Ponti designed the appliance in 1933 and sold the patent to Renato’s father Alfonso Bialetti, an aluminum vendor. Sales lagged under the elder Bialetti, but Renato had bigger, coffee-scented dreams when he took over the business in the 1940s. He spearheaded a massive marketing campaign across Italy for the pots, which were branded with a charmingly mustachioed caricature—based either on himself or his father, depending on the legend you read. (via Quartz)

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What did Mark Zuckerberg know and when did he know it?

My last Torment Nexus piece was about how weak the FTC’s antitrust case against Meta was, weak enough that it was thrown out by a federal court judge. But don’t take that argument as evidence that I am a Meta fan — far from it. It may not be a monopoly, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t harmful and in some cases actually dangerous. The one I have the most experience with is the situation in Myanmar, where Facebook ignored the signs that its platform was being used to promote violence against the Rohingya population in that country, and ignored them for so long that a United Nations panel came to the conclusion that the company enabled a genocide that killed thousands and left thousands more maimed and homeless. Did Facebook deliberately do this? Of course not. They’re not monsters (or at least not that specific kind of monster). Instead, they simply overlooked the evidence in front of them, or more likely decided it wasn’t important enough to get in the way of the platform’s growth and engagement goals.

Whenever something like this happens — not just with Facebook, but plenty of other tech companies — the response has become a kind of ritualized theater performance, a stylized exercise of going through the motions without any real outcome or change. In Meta’s case, it involves Mark Zuckerberg or some other functionary from Facebook or Instagram commenting in the press about something hateful or dangerous that its platform enabled, and then in some cases appearing before Congress, shamefaced and sometimes truculent about the said wrongdoing. Zuckerberg or his stand-in will say that they are sorry, and that they had no idea that (insert hateful or dangerous conduct here) was being enabled by the platform. At some point, months or even years later, it will be revealed that Facebook or Instagram knew exactly what was happening and chose not to do anything about it, or at least nothing substantive anyway.

One of the examples of this that I am the most familiar with was when former Facebook staffer Frances Haugen blew the whistle on the company’s behavior involving young and mostly female users of Instagram, in 2021. According to the thousands of pages of internal documents that Haugen took with her when she left the company — which were shared with the Wall Street Journal and other outlets, as well as with members of Congress — Meta senior executives knew from their internal research that Instagram was increasingly linked to emotional distress and body-image issues among young women. As Haugen described in an interview with me at the Mesh conference in 2023, she and a number of other staffers worked on ways of trying to reduce or even eliminate this problem, but time and again their work was ignored — because doing so might decrease engagement or interfere with Meta’s growth and revenue targets. So did Meta know? Yes. Did they care? No. Or, at least not enough to do anything about it.

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Stop saying you censored yourself

You didn’t “censor” yourself — censorship is something someone else does to you when they prevent you from speaking. You just decided not to say something dumb and/or hateful, and now you want to make it seem like someone else made you do it.

A totally normal thing for your printer to tell you

Just for fun I actually read the agreement before installing the 105-megabyte software update for my Epson printer, which (like many printers) is a gigantic piece of crap that rarely works properly. This is the best part:

SECTIONS 19-23 OF THIS DOCUMENT APPLY TO YOU. SECTION 22 CONTAINS A BINDING ARBITRATION PROVISION THAT LIMITS YOUR ABILITY TO SEEK RELIEF IN A COURT BEFORE A JUDGE OR JURY, AND WAIVES YOUR RIGHT TO PARTICIPATE IN CLASS ACTIONS OR CLASS ARBITRATIONS FOR CERTAIN DISPUTES

President Calvin Coolidge had a pet racoon in the White House

After the 1913 death of Horace Vose, the traditional provider of the White House Thanksgiving turkey, numerous farmers sent animals to the president for Thanksgiving dinner. In 1926, a Mississippi supporter sent a racoon. Coolidge, who had never eaten raccoon and had no appetite to try it, kept the racoon as a pet and named it Rebecca. For Christmas, an embroidered collar was made for Rebecca, inscribed “White House Raccoon”. She enjoyed participating in the annual White House Easter egg roll. She was fed shrimp and persimmons, and eggs were a favorite. Rebecca was let loose in the White House and walked on a leash outdoors. At times, she could be mischievous and was known to unscrew lightbulbs, open cabinets, and unpot houseplants. She was known to nestle in Coolidge’s lap when he sat by the fireplace. (via Wikipedia)

The story behind Alexander Fleming’s discovery of penicillin has a bunch of holes in it

Many know the story of Alexander Fleming’s chance discovery of penicillin. Fleming left culture plates streaked with Staphylococcus on his lab bench while he went away. When he returned, he found that “a mould” had contaminated one of his plates, having floated in from an open window. He noticed that, within a “ring of death” around the mold, the bacteria had disappeared. Fleming immediately began investigating this strange new substance. He identified the mold as Penicillium rubrum and named the substance penicillin. A decade later, pharmacologist Howard Florey and biochemist Ernst Chain at Oxford would pick up where Fleming left off, developing penicillin into a life-saving drug and usher in the era of antibiotics. This is the kind of science story everyone likes. One of serendipity and accidental discovery; a chance observation that changed the world. But is it true? For decades, scientists and historians have puzzled over inconsistencies in Fleming’s story. (via Asimov Press)

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You can rent a hotel room that looks like Goodnight Moon

If you were one of the millions of children who grew up reading Goodnight Moon before bed, chances are its iconic green bedroom is permanently seared into your memory. Now, for the next four months, you have the opportunity to sleep in the Goodnight Moon room IRL. The Goodnight Moon room has been faithfully re-created—down to the red balloon, bowl of mush, and cow jumping over the moon—for a new immersive suite at the Sheraton Boston Hotel. The room can accommodate up to two adults and two children, and a booking in the suite comes with perks like four tickets to the View Boston observation deck, a $150 daily food and beverage credit, complimentary moon and star cookies, and even the supplies to make your own bowl of mush. It’s available to book now through February 28, 2026, starting at $399 per night. (via Fast Company)

Study finds that people behave better if there’s someone nearby dressed as Batman

After making a guy dressed as Batman stand around in a subway car, a team of researchers found that the behavior of people around him suddenly improved the moment he showed up. No longer was everyone completely self-involved; with the presence of a superhero, commuters started helping each other more than they would’ve without him around. The findings of the unorthodox study, published in the journal npj Mental Health Research, demonstrate the power of introducing something offbeat into social situations to jolt people out of the mental autopilot they slip into to navigate the drudgery of everyday life. In a series of experiments, the researchers had a woman who visibly appeared pregnant enter a busy train, and observed how often people offered to give up their seats. They then repeated this scenario with a crucial change: when the pregnant woman entered the train from one door, a man dressed as Batman entered from another. (via Futurism)

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She got colon cancer at 21 but her identical twin did not

Brinlee Luster brushed off the exhaustion and stomach cramps as stress. She was finishing college, planning a wedding, and racing toward graduation. At first, the changes were easy to dismiss. A cold that wouldn’t clear up. An unsettled, uncomfortable feeling in her gut that could be anxiety. Feeling winded on an easy hike. But as the pain sharpened and she started leaving class 10 times to use the bathroom, she knew something was seriously wrong. Or more accurately, her sister did. Mariela Luster and Brinlee are identical twins who share everything together — attending the same college, in the same program, even meeting their husbands on the same day at the same community event. Mariela was the first to flag that Brinlee, normally energetic and enthusiastic, was not just under the weather. Doctors found a tumor so large it was blocking her colon. At 21, Brinlee was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer. (via Business Insider)

This 101-year-old barista has been serving coffee in Italy for eighty years

From 7 in the morning until 7 in the evening, Anna Possi does what she’s been doing for more than 80 years, brewing espressos and serving coffees. She first did this sort of job at the end of World War II, when she went to work in her uncle’s restaurants. In 1958, Possi and her husband opened Bar Centrale in the small town of Nebiuno on the shores of Lake Maggiore in northern Italy. Since her husband died in 1974, she’s been on her own. I have customers who are now grandparents and come in with their grandchildren saying, Anna, do you remember when there was a dance floor outside, when there was a jukebox and pinball machines? Those were different times. Now they’re only memories. Possi plans to remain available. She has no intention of retiring. She’s among the growing number of Italians who are centenarians, the vast majority of them women. (via PBS)

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A Russian woman on the run and a poisoned cheesecake

Olga Tsvyk got a job doing eyelash extensions, a skill she had picked up back home in Ukraine. In March 2016, a 40-something recent Russian immigrant named Viktoria Nasyrova walked into her salon. Nasyrova told Tsvyk that she was a masseuse and that she lived with her boyfriend in Brooklyn. She was open and friendly, and they talked easily when she came in for appointments every few weeks. They shared cultural references, enjoyed tastes of home, like beef rib dumplings and sour cherry jam, and had both endured the same journey to the U.S. — wrestling with legal issues and piles of paperwork. They also looked remarkably like each other. But Nasyrova wasn’t who she said she was. She had been on the run in Russia for at least a year, and her U.S. visa was set to expire. Nasyrova decided to kill her doppelgänger and steal her life — or at least her immigration status. Her weapon of choice: a slice of cheesecake. (via Elle)

She discovered the first living example of a prehistoric Coelacanth in the 1930s

In 1938, Marjorie Courtenay-Latimer, a museum curator in South Africa was paying a visit to the docks as part of her regular duties. One of her jobs was to inspect any catches thought by local fishermen to be out of the ordinary. Later, Courtenay-Latimer recalled: “I picked away at a layer of slime to reveal the most beautiful fish I had ever seen. It was pale mauvy blue, with faint flecks of whitish spots; it had an iridescent silver-blue-green sheen all over. It was covered in hard scales, and it had four limb-like fins and a strange puppy-dog tail.” Courtenay-Latimer didn’t know what the fish was but she was determined to find out. She convinced a taxi driver to put the 127-pound dead fish in the back of his cab and take them back to the museum. She attempted to preserve the fish so it could be examined by an icythologist–first by taking it to the local hospital morgue and then by having it taxidermied. (via The Smithsonian)

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