Saintly Silence on Shows for Suckers and Spewers

This ride is fast, sweet and silent. Item 2 for image link.

1) On her saint's day, I always like to recognize the beatified one with the coolest name, St. Christina the Astonishing. If you don't recall from last time I mentioned this possibly epileptic or mad heroine of the holy: She exhibited both unusual traits and abilities. For example, she could not stand the odor of other people because she could smell the sin in them, and would climb trees or buildings, hide in ovens or cupboards, or simply levitate to avoid contact. She lived in a way that was considered poverty even in the 13th century, sleeping on rocks, wearing rags, begging, and eating what came to hand. She would roll in fire or handle it without harm, stand in freezing water in the winter for hours, spend long periods in tombs, or allow herself to be dragged under water by a mill wheel, though she never sustained injury. Given to ecstasies during which she led the souls of the recently dead to purgatory, and those in purgatory to paradise.

2) I love this new Tesla from Volvo, because if you get companies making high-end new products and rich people buying hot-performing electric cars, the technology eventually filters down. Something over 90% of the benefits from private investment gradually find their way to the public sphere. This and private space travel are the way to go.

3) I know you likely know that "reality shows" are as ironically named as the U.N. Peacekeepers, but if you weren't sure, here are the uncredited writers of America's Top Model protesting because the lack of formal writing credit means they don't get the usual benefits.

4) The classical Greeks thought so many things first. No surprise that Athens gives us supermosquitoes.

5) If you're not freaked out enough about the chance of being bashed by an asteroid, what about being expoded from within by a supervolcano?

Yeah, but there isn't a single fiery supermosquito breeding in the ashy lava swamp of any supervolcano, so don't tell me there aren't any cheery stories.