Nobel intentions

A relative - whom I love, but who is perhaps not the world's leading critical thinker - passed on an unpleasant chain email comparing the number of Jewish Nobel winners to the number of Muslim Nobel winners. Apparently this proves something about Israel, but I know not what; only 33 of 758 Nobel winners have been women. What comes to mind when I think of Muslim culture are the same things that come to mind when I think of Jewish culture: learning, artistry, civilisation. (I confess I think Islam has the edge when it comes to food. :-)

As a retaliatory mitzvah, I plan to read one of Nobel laureate Naguib Mahfouz's novels - the library has several.

ETA: I just found out that Mahfouz passed away just yesterday. That is weird.

The madness continues

Day 3. Not much to report. Yesterday I was normal all day, then spent part of the evening running from one bookshop to another, looking for a how-to-draw book even though I'd already decided not to buy one and do a course instead. Similarly, normal today, then pressured speech (including strange little mental leaps) tonight. The oddness is coming on around dinner time, an inversion of my more usual "sunset crash", where I experience depression (probably related to low blood sugar) in the early evening.

ETA: I am so scatterbrained tonight! I forgot to water the cats!