synaesthetic assessments.

The discursive registers last week came down squarely in favor of the judgment of Paris over and against any discussion of the legality of Gitmo incarcerations. Still, some things were worth waiting for. The show that made the greeting "whoa, dere he is" acceptable among educated people ended, interrupted -- an intervention turned interference.

Meanwhile on myface ("dotcom") and similar sites, the exegesis of Apple's iphone previews yielded screenshots that promise a standard web optimization: Apple Store, Amazon, New York Times (headline Democrats Take Control of Congress, with the image of "Palomino" Pelosi), Fandango (includes We Are Marshall in their Top Ten), Rotten Tomatoes, Wikipedia (googled via iPod entry), and the Fours Seasons Hawaii site. My bookmarks, give or take.

At the other end, it was difficult to distinguish where popular memes end and synaesthesia begins. But it now seems that decades can, in fact, be organized according to color schemes. The 'Ohs are shaping up to be characterized by tangerine and light gray. The '90s were sandy beige and sepia, the '80s turquoise and pink (allegedly), the '70s avocado and apricot, the '60s goldenrod and magenta, the '50s salmon and periwinkle, and the '40s eigengrau and burnt sienna. The '30s were green, I think.

It may help, though, to know that there are less than two dozen billionaires living in China, Brazil and Hongkong each, ten that make their home in South Korea or Mexico, and only eight among the citizens of Switzerland, Sweden, and Taiwan.

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