I like to know the end of a story before I read it, and I like to know the ending of a movie before I see it. Yes, I like spoilers.
For me spoilers don’t spoil the story–they enhance it, because then I get to watch for beautiful foreshadowing and artful little details that should have tipped me off to the ending in the first place. Spoilers give me a window into the artistry of the art, and offer me another way of appreciating the work.
Of course I don’t assume anybody else feels that way. I don’t go around telling people “Oh by the way, Darth Vader is Luke’s father,” right before they watch Star Wars for the first time. That’d be mean.
At the same time, it’s nice to be vindicated by some actual science.
And in other, totally non-related news:
- Olympic athletes are freaks of nature, but in a good way. Here’s a look at how body types of Olympians have changed over the years, and what sports favor what builds.
- The L.A. Times has a list of the top 50 sci-fi characters of all time. Is it me, or is it a tad bit weighted in favor of Battlestar Galactica?
- Science teachers: Please do not release critters into the wild when you’re done with them. Did you miss your ecology class the day they explained invasive species? (via BoingBoing)
- In Xanadu did Kublai Khan a stately pleasure-dome decree… once upon a time, the Olympics had a poetry competition.
- And here’s a bit of academic work on the dozens, the insult game that may or may not be an American art form. To that all I have to say is: Your face is an art form!
