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Grief, Gallows and a Galaxy in Eleven Years
Writers facing death, a painted sky pinned to a single night, relativity worked out as a travel schedule, and a history of how people talk to each other.
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Margaret Wise Brown's 1950 book for her dying lover, Michael Strange, is back in print with new illustrations. It is a rare children's book about grief. story 1 ↓
At a steady 1g, a crew could cross the galaxy in 11 years of their own time. Earth would wait millions of years, and fuel is the real limit. story 2 ↓
Astronomers date The Starry Night's sky to July 22, 1889. They identify the star cluster as the Hyades and back the date with weather records and cicadas. story 3 ↓
Hours after his staged execution in 1849, Dostoyevsky wrote to his brother about what life is for, foreshadowing the moral concerns of his novels. story 4 ↓
Ted Gioia traces conversation through 42 moments, from the burning bush and Socrates to 1950s therapy and ChatGPT. story 5 ↓
Also worth reading: Ethan Siegel on why new galaxy measurements suggest dark energy may be changing, which reopens the question of how the universe ends.
1/5The Marginalian (Maria Popova)· Maria Popova· Oct 25
Margaret Wise Brown's forgotten book for her dying lover gets new pictures
Maria Popova tells how Margaret Wise Brown wrote a children's book about death for her partner, Michael Strange, who was dying of leukemia. Popova's own press has now reissued it with new art by Ofra Amit.
Why it matters · It shows a beloved children's author writing about grief, a subject children's books mostly avoid, out of a same-sex love that her era called mental illness.
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Context from the editor, not the article · 28 sec
1 · Who Margaret Wise Brown was
An American author (1910–1952) of more than a hundred picture books, best known for Goodnight Moon (1947) and The Runaway Bunny. Her plain, rhythmic, dreamlike texts helped set the shape of the modern picture book.
2 · Ursula Nordstrom's role
Nordstrom ran children's books at Harper & Brothers from 1940 to 1973 and published Maurice Sendak, E.B. White and Shel Silverstein. People often describe her as the most influential editor in the history of American children's books.
3 · Same-sex love, 1940s
In the 1940s American psychiatry treated homosexuality as a disorder. The first diagnostic manual, published in 1952, listed it formally, and it stayed there until 1973. A spouse could realistically threaten to have a partner committed.
2/5Big Think· Ethan Siegel· Oct 26
At a steady 1g, a ship's crew could cross the galaxy in 11 years
Astrophysicist Ethan Siegel works out how long the crew of a ship accelerating nonstop at Earth's gravity would feel each trip take: Mars in about a day, the nearest star in 2.3 years, Andromeda in 15.
Why it matters · It turns relativity's time dilation into a timetable you can picture, and it shows that the real barrier to crossing the cosmos is fuel, not distance.
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Context from the editor, not the article · 26 sec
1 · What 1g means
1g is the acceleration of Earth's gravity, 9.8 meters per second squared. A ship pushing forward at exactly that rate would hold its crew to the floor at their normal Earth weight.
2 · Time dilation
Under Einstein's special relativity, clocks on a fast-moving ship run slower than clocks at home. Close to light speed the gap becomes enormous, so the crew lives through far less time than Earth does.
3 · Today's rockets
Chemical rockets burn for only about 8 to 10 minutes and then coast. Probes like Voyager 1, launched in 1977, have taken almost 50 years to get past the Sun's outer edge.
A ball falls the same way in an accelerating rocket as on Earth: Einstein's equivalence principle.1 / 4
3/5Nautilus· Jake Currie· Oct 23
Astronomers date Van Gogh's "The Starry Night" sky to July 22, 1889
Researchers led by Elijah Jeong-hyun Kim matched the painting's stars, Venus and crescent moon to the pre-dawn sky over Saint-Rémy on July 22, 1889. Weather records and Van Gogh's letters back up that timing.
Why it matters · It shows how star geometry, old weather records and an artist's letters can be read against each other to test where imagination ends and observation begins.
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Context from the editor, not the article · 29 sec
1 · Where it was painted
In May 1889 Van Gogh admitted himself to the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole asylum in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, southern France. The Starry Night shows the view from his window, with an imagined village and a cypress tree added.
2 · Reading a painted sky
The sky changes in known, calculable ways. Planet positions, star patterns and the moon's phase on any night can be worked out backward, so a painted sky can be checked against real dates, if the artist painted what he saw.
3 · Moon phases
A crescent moon is a thin sliver of light. A gibbous moon is more than half lit. 'Waning' means the lit part is shrinking each night. The phase on a given date is fixed, so it is hard to fudge.
4/5The Marginalian (Maria Popova)· Maria Popova· Oct 24
Dostoyevsky's letter written hours after his staged execution in 1849
At 28, Dostoyevsky was led to a mock execution and then pardoned to Siberian hard labor. Maria Popova reads the letter he wrote his brother that day: life, he decided, means staying human whatever happens.
Why it matters · It is a rare record of a mind writing within hours of facing death, and it hints at where the moral concerns of his great novels came from.
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Context from the editor, not the article · 26 sec
1 · Russia under Nicholas I
In the 1840s Tsar Nicholas I ran a police state that feared the revolutions spreading across Europe in 1848. Reading groups that discussed banned Western socialist books counted as subversive.
2 · The Petrashevsky Circle
Dostoyevsky belonged to a Saint Petersburg discussion group named after Mikhail Petrashevsky. In 1849 its members were arrested, held in the Peter and Paul Fortress, and sentenced to death. The article calls it simply "a literary society."
3 · Dostoyevsky before and after
In 1849 he had published a few early works, including Poor Folk. The novels he is famous for, such as Crime and Punishment and The Brothers Karamazov, came after his years in exile.
5/5The Honest Broker (Ted Gioia)· Ted Gioia· Oct 25
Ted Gioia's 42-entry history of conversation, from Socrates to ChatGPT
Music critic Ted Gioia lists 42 turning points in how humans talk: religion, philosophy, democracy, technology and comedy. He ends with chatbots, which he says bring back the old habit of consulting a higher power.
Why it matters · Seeing conversation as something that has a history, and not as a constant, makes today's shift toward talking with machines look like one step in a long series of changes.
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Context from the editor, not the article · 28 sec
1 · The Turing Test
In 1950 mathematician Alan Turing proposed that we stop asking whether a machine can "think". Instead, he said, we should test whether it can hold a conversation that a person can't tell apart from a human's.
2 · Rhetoric versus truth
Ancient Greek thinkers argued over whether persuasive speech was a skill worth teaching or a tool for misleading people. Plato attacked the sophists, paid teachers of persuasion. Aristotle wrote a systematic guide to rhetoric.
3 · The format of this piece
Gioia, a music historian, writes a newsletter called The Honest Broker. This post is a dated list of 42 entries, each a few sentences long. Its argument sits in the framing paragraphs at the start and end.
Michael Strange and Margaret Wise Brown together, the couple behind the book.1 / 4
In 1950, three years after Goodnight Moon, Margaret Wise Brown published a much darker picture book: The Dark Wood of the Golden Birds, a story about death. The dedication read simply "For Michael Strange." Brown loved Strange more than anyone, and Strange was dying of leukemia. The book soon went out of print. Maria Popova, who writes the essay site 1, has now reissued it with new illustrations by 2. Her essay tells the story behind it.
Who Michael Strange was
Strange was born Blanche Oelrichs into a rich family that was embarrassed by her erotic poetry. She took a male pen name, and it became her stage name as a playwright and actress, then the name she lived by. She was tall and wore tweed trousers and men's ties she designed herself. She was known for a velvet laugh and for rarely keeping a promise.
The two met around 1941 on 3, the Maine island where Brown wrote most of her books. Brown was 30 and Strange was 50, on her third unhappy marriage. By the middle of the war they were lovers. Then Strange's husband found out and threatened to have her locked in an asylum, at a time when psychiatry classed same-sex love as an illness. One night, with a doctor already on his way, Strange slipped down a back staircase into Brown's taxi. She then started legal separation proceedings. Afterwards the two women lived in twin apartments across a hallway in New York.
A difficult love
Popova doesn't soften the relationship. Strange gave Brown a golden wishbone necklace and a ring. She also mocked Brown's work as "silly furry stories," corrected her diction at dinner parties, and called her "Bunny-no-good." Yet Brown's devotion held. As Strange shrank to the size of a child and kept performing, Brown answered in the way she knew best: a children's book about the mystery of death.
Why it disappeared
Brown asked her usual illustrator, 4, to work as fast as possible so the book could reach Strange while she was still alive. Weisgard agreed out of love for Brown. But he resented being rushed and disapproved of the relationship. Popova calls his two-tone green-and-yellow drawings his weakest work. She argues that they, together with a culture with "no room and no language for grief," doomed the book.
Popova found it through a footnote in a volume of Nordstrom's letters, soon after losing a close friend, and hunted down a surviving copy. Her small imprint, 5, published the new version. Readers should know that she is both the essayist and the publisher. Her essay also says almost nothing about what actually happens in the story.
Margaret Wise Brown spent 1950 writing a picture book about death. Three years earlier she had published Goodnight Moon, the bright bedtime ritual that made her famous. This new book was somber: The Dark Wood of the Golden Birds, written in elegiac prose, printed in a haunting 1 of greens and yellows, and dedicated simply "For Michael Strange." Strange was the love of Brown's life, and she was dying of leukemia. The book went out of print. Maria Popova, who writes 2 (called Brain Pickings for its first fifteen years), has now reissued it through her own imprint, 3, with new art by the Israeli illustrator 4. Popova's essay is mostly the biography behind the book.
The woman behind the name
Michael Strange was born Blanche Oelrichs. Popova says her wealthy family claimed Austrian royal lineage. In her youth she was called the most beautiful woman in Paris. When her family was embarrassed by her erotic poetry, she began publishing under a male pen name. It became her stage name as a playwright and actress, and then her whole identity: she signed letters with it and her intimates used it. She was tall and wore masculine clothes she designed herself, cut to cling to her curves: tight tweed trousers, long-tailed blazers, oversized ties. She had a musical voice, a "deep velvet laugh," and a reputation for rarely keeping a promise.
Brown first saw her on 5, the Maine island where Brown spent much of her life and wrote most of her books. Brown had rowed out to a lover's cottage and found Strange sunbathing there with that lover. Back in New York, Strange invited her to lunch. She turned up in fur from head to toe and asked bold questions about Brown's love life over sherry. Brown was 30. Strange was 50 and on her third unhappy marriage, to a husband who had never read her poetry. Popova lists what they shared. Both had had affairs with Thomas Wolfe. Both were "accidental radicals, just by living unselfconsciously." Both were, at heart, poets.
The night in the taxi
By the middle of the Second World War they were lovers. Strange swore she had never loved anyone as she loved Brown and promised to love her until her dying day. Then, late one night, she phoned Brown in a panic. Her husband had found out and was threatening to have her committed to an asylum, and a doctor was on his way to "diagnose" her. The threat was real. American psychiatry then treated same-sex love as a disorder. The first diagnostic manual, in 1952, listed it formally, and it stayed there until 1973. With her maid's help, Strange escaped down a back staircase into Brown's arriving taxi. They went to a high-society women's club Strange belonged to. From there she demanded a formal apology from her husband and started proceedings for a legal separation.
After that, in Popova's words, Strange became Brown's partner, a term Popova calls "hard-won and ahistorical." The two lived in twin apartments facing each other across a hallway in New York. Brown was officially just the tenant across the hall and in practice an unnamed wife.
Love with an edge
Popova is frank that it was "a stormy love that pushed and pulled." Strange wrote adoring letters and gave Brown a golden wishbone necklace and a ring. She also corrected Brown's diction at dinner parties, made her feel needy, and dismissed her books as "silly furry stories" rather than real literature. Even her pet name for Brown, "Bunny-no-good," mixed affection with disdain. Popova points out the irony. Strange had not published a poem in a decade. Brown wrote more than a hundred books and was also a songwriter and a progressive education reformer. Her books earned her a little red house and a yellow convertible. Ursula Nordstrom, the Harper editor who also published Sendak, Silverstein and E.B. White, called Brown her favorite author.
Popova doesn't claim to settle the contradiction. "Nobody ever knows what electrifies the infinite sky between two people," she writes. Letters and bystanders' memories leave only faint traces. What she does record is Brown's steady devotion as Strange, close to 58, kept performing on New York stages, sallow and wasted "to the size of a child's." Brown's way of facing it was to write a love letter in the form of a children's book.
A rushed book and a forgotten one
Brown asked 6, her longtime collaborator and one of the century's most prolific picture-book artists, to illustrate it. She asked him to work fast so the finished book could reach Strange before she died. He agreed out of love for Brown. But he resented the haste and disapproved of the relationship. Popova judges the resulting two-tone pictures "by far his weakest" and "unfeeling." She gives two reasons the book faded: those illustrations, and a culture with "no room and no language for grief" and no tolerance for the darker sides of life. The essay doesn't say whether Strange lived to hold the book.
Popova came across the title in a footnote in a volume of Nordstrom's letters. Having just lost a close friend, she went on "the long dusty search" for a surviving copy. She was taken with the story and struck by how little the pictures matched it. Marginalian Editions, she says, grew from the idea that "the best way to complain is to create." She chose Amit, who had illustrated Popova's own book The Universe in Verse, to reimagine it.
What to keep in mind
This is an essay by the publisher of the new edition, about her own project. It is warm advocacy, not a neutral assessment. Popova's judgment of Weisgard's art is hers alone. The essay also leaves the book's actual content almost untouched: it calls the book a story about "mortality and the meaning of life" without retelling it. What it does give is a vivid account of a hidden queer love behind one of America's best-loved children's authors, and a case that a children's book about death deserves a second chance.
Remember
Michael Strange was a pen name that became Blanche Oelrichs's full identity on stage and in private life.
Popova blames the book's disappearance on rushed, resentful illustrations and a culture unwilling to talk about grief.
Popova both wrote this essay and published the new edition, so read it as advocacy.
Ethan Siegel is an astrophysicist who writes the Big Think column Starts With a Bang. His latest piece is a short photo essay built on one thought experiment: give a spaceship unlimited fuel, let it accelerate forward at 1g (the 9.8 m/s² pull of Earth's gravity) without ever stopping, and ask how long each trip feels to the crew.
Why 1g is the right pace
Siegel starts from Einstein's 1: from inside a closed room, you can't tell steady acceleration apart from gravity. A ship accelerating at 1g would therefore feel like home. Crews would get Earth-normal weight, with no floating and none of the bone loss that comes from it. Today's rockets get to give that up only because they run dry after 8 to 10 minutes. Siegel points to nuclear fission, fusion or antimatter as fuels that might one day burn far longer.
The timetable
All times below are what the crew's own clocks would show. The ship never brakes, so every destination is a fly-past, not a landing.
Mars (at its closest): 1 day, 5 hours, 42 minutes
2, where the icy belt beyond Neptune abruptly ends: just over 2 weeks
Passing Voyager 1, the most distant probe humans have built: 4 weeks
Inner 3, the far shell of comets around the Sun: 3 months, at 25% of light speed
Leaving the outer Oort cloud: 1 year 7 months, at 92% of light speed
Proxima Centauri, the nearest star: 2 years 4 months
The Milky Way's center (26,000 light-years): just under 11 years
Andromeda (2.5 million light-years): 15 years
The Coma galaxy cluster (321 million light-years): 20 years
Siegel closes by saying that everything in the observable universe lies within 25 years.
How the numbers get so small
Speed is not what's doing it. The ship never reaches light speed. The cause is 4: the closer the ship gets to light speed, the slower its clocks run compared with Earth's. As a result, each extra factor of distance costs the crew only a fixed few more years. For example, Earth would see the Andromeda trip take about 2.5 million years, but the crew would age 15.
The catch
The essay is mostly pictures and says little about costs. Two matter a lot. The first is fuel. Even an ideal rocket that turned all its mass into light would need to start out about 10 times heavier than its payload to reach Proxima. For Andromeda it would need to start millions of times heavier. Siegel himself flags fuel weight and collisions with dust at near-light speed as problems.
The second is that the 25-year claim leaves out cosmic expansion. Under standard cosmology, galaxies farther than roughly 18 billion light-years today are moving away so fast, driven by dark energy, that no ship could ever catch them.
Ethan Siegel is an astrophysicist who writes the Starts With a Bang column at Big Think. His latest "Mostly Mute Monday" post tells a story in pictures and fewer than 200 words of text. It asks a simple question. Suppose a spaceship never ran out of fuel and accelerated forward at 1g, Earth's gravity of 9.8 m/s², for the whole trip. How long would the people on board feel the journey to each destination take? The answers are surprisingly short. Mars takes about a day, the nearest star a little over two years, and the Andromeda galaxy 15 years. The post gives the results but not the physics. This write-up supplies the physics, plus the costs the post only touches on.
Why 1g is the natural choice
Siegel builds up to the idea through Einstein's 1. If you are inside a closed room, accelerating steadily looks exactly like standing in a gravitational field. A ball dropped in a rocket accelerating at 1g hits the floor exactly as it would on Earth. Torsion-balance experiments (sensitive twisting scales) have confirmed this to better than about one part in a trillion. 2, an experiment at the CERN physics lab, recently confirmed it holds for antimatter too. Einstein called it his "happiest thought", and it led him to general relativity.
In practice, a ship holding 1g gives its crew ordinary Earth weight for the whole voyage. That avoids weightlessness and the muscle and bone loss it causes. Astronauts float only because their engines shut off, and chemical rockets shut off early because they burn through their fuel in 8 to 10 minutes. Siegel names nuclear fission, nuclear fusion and antimatter as fuels that might one day keep a ship burning for much longer.
The timetable
The ship never slows down, so every destination is passed at speed, never stopped at. These are times on the crew's own clocks:
How the arithmetic works
The ship is not breaking the light-speed limit. The numbers come from 6: under special relativity, a fast-moving clock runs slow compared with one at rest. At a constant 1g, the crew's elapsed time grows only with the logarithm of distance once the ship is near light speed. A handy fact helps here. At 1g, c/a, the speed of light divided by the acceleration, works out to almost exactly one year. The textbook formula for crew time τ to cover distance d is
τ ≈ (c/a) · arccosh(1 + a·d/c²).
Worked example (my calculation, not from the post): For Proxima, a·d/c² ≈ 4.4. That gives arccosh(5.4) ≈ 2.36, so τ ≈ 2.3 years, which matches Siegel's figure. For Andromeda, the same formula gives about 15 years. Multiplying the distance by about 600,000 adds only about 13 years of crew time. That is the logarithm at work.
Clocks on Earth tell a very different story. Earth sees the Proxima trip take about 5 years. It sees the Andromeda trip take about 2.5 million years, because the ship can never quite reach light speed. The post's illustration of accelerated round trips shows the same split between "ship time" and "home time".
What the post leaves out
The post is brief and sets aside some big problems.
Fuel. Siegel's own caption says "one must reckon with the weight of realistic fuel sources." To see how heavy, take the best rocket physics allows: one that turns its fuel entirely into light, which is roughly what perfect matter–antimatter annihilation would do. The 7 says its starting mass divided by its final mass must be e^(aτ/c). For the Proxima flyby that is about 10 to 1. For the Andromeda flyby (τ ≈ 15 years) it is about 5 million to 1. Any real engine would be far worse. And if you want to stop at your destination instead of flying past, you have to brake for half the trip. That squares the mass ratio.
Collisions. In a caption, Siegel says the ship would also have to survive "relativistic collisions" with gas and dust between the planets and stars. At 92% of light speed, each grain hits with enormous energy.
Cosmic expansion. The post doesn't explain how it reaches its "25 years, maximum" for the whole observable universe. Standard cosmology complicates that claim. The observable universe is about 46 billion light-years in radius. But dark energy is speeding up the expansion of space, so only objects inside the "8", about 18 billion light-years away today, could ever be reached by anything, even light leaving now. More distant galaxies are visible but out of reach for good. A timetable for the farthest destinations would need to be worked out inside an expanding universe, and the post doesn't do that.
Even with those caveats, the essay changes how distance feels. The size of the cosmos is mainly an obstacle for the people who stay home. For travelers, the limit is mostly how much fuel they can carry.
Remember
At constant 1g, crew time grows only with the logarithm of distance, so huge jumps in distance add only a few years.
Earth's clocks disagree completely: a 15-year Andromeda trip for the crew takes about 2.5 million years at home.
Fuel is the real barrier: even a perfect light-powered rocket needs millions of times its payload mass to reach Andromeda.
The Starry Night (1889). Venus is the bright orb just above the horizon, right of the cypress.
Astronomers think they have found the real night behind Vincent van Gogh's The Starry Night. In a study in 1, Elijah Jeong-hyun Kim of Kyung Hee University in South Korea and colleagues argue that the painting shows the pre-dawn sky of July 22, 1889, seen from Van Gogh's asylum window in Saint-Rémy, southern France.
An older answer with a flaw
The canvas was long treated as pure imagination. Then a letter turned up in which Van Gogh mentioned Venus, which suggested that the bright orb above the horizon, right of the cypress, was a real planet. In the 1980s the art historian Albert Boime used Venus as an anchor and compared the painting with planetarium reconstructions. He matched three stars to the constellation 2 and dated the sky to June 19, 1889, using Van Gogh's letters to his brother and his sketches.
The moon didn't fit. In late June Van Gogh would have seen a 3 moon, more than half lit. He painted a thin crescent. Boime called it artistic license. He pointed to a halo around the painted moon and apparent paint scraping, which he read as signs that Van Gogh had painted a fuller moon and then changed it.
A different star cluster
Kim says the stars were misidentified. "To an observational astronomer, the cluster of stars in The Starry Night is the 4 in 5," he said. The Hyades are a star cluster that forms a V shape. Before dawn on July 22, 1889, the Hyades, Venus and a crescent moon all sat near the horizon, which matches all three features. The team's shape analysis matched five central painted stars to the Hyades. The match was even closer with a sketch Van Gogh drew after finishing the painting.
Checking the timeline
Scholars generally place a seizure in mid-July that stopped Van Gogh from painting, which would rule out July 22. But he wrote that it struck on a windy day. Weather records show only patchy wind from July 15 to 26, and strong 6 gusts (southern France's fierce seasonal wind) from July 27. So the seizure likely came after the 22nd.
His letters about his summer paintings also complain of heat and cicadas. June 1889 had four days above 86°F (30°C). July had eighteen, including more than two weeks in a row.
The limits
The team doesn't claim proof that he painted the canvas that day, only that this sky was the focus of his observations. The article also doesn't explain how a July date fits the letters Boime relied on. The weather and cicada evidence makes July plausible but doesn't rule out other dates.
A new study in 1 claims to pin down the real night behind Vincent van Gogh's The Starry Night. Elijah Jeong-hyun Kim of Kyung Hee University in South Korea and his colleagues argue that the painting shows the pre-dawn sky of July 22, 1889, as seen from Van Gogh's room in the asylum at Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. To get there they combined the geometry of star positions with historical weather records, and even with Van Gogh's complaints about cicadas.
From fantasy to astronomical record
For a long time the swirling sky was treated as pure invention. That view changed when researchers turned up a letter in which Van Gogh mentioned Venus. It suggested that at least one of the glowing orbs was a real planet: the bright one just above the horizon, to the right of the cypress branch.
In the 1980s the art historian Albert Boime went further and treated the canvas as an astronomical record. He took the Venus orb as his anchor and compared the painting with planetarium reconstructions of the sky. He concluded that three of the painted stars matched the constellation 2 as seen from Saint-Rémy on June 19, 1889. The date came from Van Gogh's letters to his brother Theo and from his sketches of the work.
The moon problem
Boime's date had one obvious flaw: the moon. In late June 1889 Van Gogh would have seen a 3 moon, more than half lit and shrinking. The painting shows a thin crescent. Boime put this down to artistic license. He pointed to a glowing halo around the painted moon and what looks like paint scraped from the inner, concave edge of the crescent. To him these suggested that Van Gogh first painted the fuller gibbous moon and then changed his mind.
4, not Aries
Kim's team says the error lies in the star identification. "To an observational astronomer, the cluster of stars in The Starry Night is the Hyades in 5," Kim said in a statement. The Hyades are a star cluster in the constellation Taurus whose brightest members form a recognizable V. "The moment I read the earlier studies explaining it as Aries, I heard the painting calling to me."
Once the stars are read as the Hyades, the date moves. In the pre-dawn hours of July 22, 1889, the team says, the Hyades stood near the horizon alongside Venus and a crescent moon. That fits all three of the painting's main sky features, with no need to explain the moon away. Their shape analysis compared the pattern of five central painted stars with the Hyades and found they matched. The match was even closer with a sketch Van Gogh made after he finished the painting. The article doesn't say how the shape match was measured.
The seizure objection
A July date raises a problem of its own. Most scholars agree Van Gogh had a seizure around mid-July 1889 that left him unable to paint for some time. If it came before July 22, he could not have been at work that night.
The team went back to the letters. Van Gogh wrote that the seizure struck while he was painting on a windy day. Historical weather records show only intermittent wind from July 15 to 26. Strong 6 gusts, the cold, violent wind that blows down the Rhône valley, began on July 27. On that reading the seizure most likely came on or after the 27th, which leaves July 22 open.
Cicada weather
There is a second clue from the letters. Van Gogh wrote about The Starry Night together with other summer paintings and mentioned the stifling heat and the cicadas. The researchers use 86°F (30°C) as a threshold for "cicada weather". June 1889 had only four days that hot. July had eighteen, including a run of more than two weeks in a row. The letter's mood fits July better than June.
What it does and doesn't prove
The researchers themselves don't claim proof that Van Gogh painted the canvas on July 22. Their weaker claim is that this particular sky was the focus of his observations, the night his painted heavens most closely record. That distinction matters. A painter can watch a sky one night and paint it from memory, or combine several nights into one picture.
Some questions are left open, at least in the account here. Boime's June date rested partly on Van Gogh's letters and sketches. The article doesn't explain how the new study squares a July sky with that correspondence. Nor does it say whether the late-June sky could also fit the Hyades reading. The weather and cicada arguments are circumstantial. They make July plausible without excluding other dates. And some of the shape match rests on a sketch made after the painting, which could reflect Van Gogh's later reworking as much as the original sky.
Still, the method is the interesting part. Each source limits the others. The stars and moon point to a narrow window of dates, the weather records test whether the artist could have been painting then, and the letters link the two. The moon that Boime had to treat as artistic license becomes, on this reading, evidence for the date.
Remember
Reading the painted cluster as the Hyades instead of Aries fixes the old moon problem without calling it artistic license.
Weather records put strong mistral winds from July 27, consistent with a seizure after July 22.
The authors claim only that this sky was the focus of his observations, not the date he painted it.
Vasily Perov's 1871 portrait of Dostoyevsky, painted about two decades after the mock execution and exile.
On December 22, 1849, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, then 28, was taken with other prisoners to a public square in Saint Petersburg to be shot. He had been convicted for belonging to the 1, a discussion group that passed around books the tsar's government had banned. In her essay for The Marginalian, Maria Popova goes back to the letter he wrote his brother that same day.
The staged execution
The ritual went ahead in full. The condemned men heard their death sentence read, put on white execution shirts and kissed the cross. Swords were broken over their heads. They were then tied to stakes three at a time. Dostoyevsky stood sixth in line, so he was in the second group. Then a messenger announced that the tsar had pardoned them. The whole event had been staged so that 2 would look merciful. The actual sentence was four years in a Siberian labor camp and then several years of forced military service in exile. Dostoyevsky would be nearly forty before he could write seriously again.
The letter
Hours later he wrote to his brother Mikhail. The letter appears in the first volume of 3 (1988), which is now out of print. "Life is everywhere, life is in us ourselves, not outside," he wrote. To stay "a human being among people… no matter in what circumstances, not to grow despondent and not to lose heart — that's what life is all about, that's its task."
The relief did not cover everything. "If I won't be able to write, I'll perish," he wrote. "Better fifteen years of imprisonment and a pen in hand!" But he kept coming back to the plain fact that he was alive: "I was at death's door today, I lived with that thought for three-quarters of an hour… and now I'm alive again!"
He asked Mikhail to tell anyone he had quarrelled with to forget it. He also regretted the time he had wasted "in delusions, in errors, in idleness." His verdict was "Life is a gift… each moment could have been an eternity of happiness."
Popova's reading
Popova places the letter alongside two later writers. A century later, the psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor 4 argued that the one freedom no one can take away is the choice of how to respond to one's circumstances. Half a century later, Oscar Wilde wrote from prison about suffering as a force that changes a person. Drawing on her own years of poverty, Popova suggests that the ordeal made Dostoyevsky less afraid of hardship and fed his persistence as an artist. She traces it through Notes from the Underground, Crime and Punishment and The Brothers Karamazov. This is her interpretation. The essay offers it as a reflection and does not argue it in detail.
A morning at the stakes
On December 22, 1849, guards took Fyodor Dostoyevsky, then 28, from his cell to a public square in Saint Petersburg with several other prisoners. He was a young writer who had told his mother he meant "to work tremendously hard" and had begged her for books. Now he was going to be shot. His crime was membership in the 1, a discussion group that circulated books the government of Tsar 2 considered dangerous. In a year when revolutions had swept across Europe, the regime wanted the executions seen as a warning.
Maria Popova's essay for The Marginalian is built on the letter Dostoyevsky wrote that same day. To read it properly, you need to know exactly what he had just been through.
The ritual, step by step
The execution was carried out as if it were real. The prisoners heard their death sentences read aloud. They changed into white execution shirts and were allowed to kiss the cross. Swords were broken over their heads, a ritual that marked the loss of rank and civil standing. Then they were led to the stakes three at a time. Dostoyevsky was sixth, which put him in the second group. He had time to understand that he had only moments left.
At the last moment an official announced that the tsar had spared their lives. Popova calls the whole performance "a cruel publicity stunt" staged to show a despot as kind. The real sentence followed: four years in a Siberian labor camp, then several years of compulsory service in the tsar's army, in exile. Dostoyevsky would be nearly forty before he could take up his literary career again.
What he wrote that evening
The letter went to his older brother Mikhail. Popova found it in the first volume of 3, a 1988 collection of his correspondence that is now out of print. The tone is relief close to elation, and the central passage reads like a statement of belief:
"Life is everywhere, life is in us ourselves, not outside. There will be people by my side, and to be a human being among people and to remain one forever, no matter in what circumstances, not to grow despondent and not to lose heart — that's what life is all about, that's its task."
The claim is easy to miss. He is not saying life is good because the circumstances are good. The circumstances in front of him were a prison camp. He is saying that meaning lies in how you hold yourself among other people, and that no sentence can take that away. He describes the conviction as something physical: "The idea has entered my flesh and blood."
He then turns a brutal image on himself. The head that "lived the higher life of art," he writes, "has already been cut from my shoulders." In other words, the writer in him is as good as dead. What remains is "a heart and the same flesh and blood that can also love, and suffer, and pity, and remember, and that's life, too!"
The fear underneath
The letter does not stay at that height. The prospect of years without writing frightens him: "Can it be that I'll never take pen in hand? … If I won't be able to write, I'll perish. Better fifteen years of imprisonment and a pen in hand!" For him, prison without writing was worse than a longer sentence with it. Then he comes back to the bare fact of survival: "I was at death's door today, I lived with that thought for three-quarters of an hour, I faced the last moment, and now I'm alive again!"
Two more passages show what nearly dying had done to his priorities. First, he wants old grudges dropped. "If anyone remembers me with malice, and if I quarreled with anyone … tell them to forget about that," he writes. "There is no bile or spite in my soul." Second, he regrets the time he wasted: hours lost "in delusions, in errors, in idleness, in the inability to live." From that comes the line Popova clearly values most: "Life is a gift, life is happiness, each moment could have been an eternity of happiness. 4!" The French tag means "If youth knew!"
He also writes about hardship as something that had cleaned him out. His time in the 5 had "killed off in me the needs of the flesh that were not completely pure," and so "deprivations no longer bother me in the slightest." He tells Mikhail not to fear that poverty will kill him. He even presents the coming exile as a rebirth: "I'm being regenerated into a new form."
Popova's argument
Popova frames the letter with two writers who came after him. A century later, the psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor 6 wrote that everything can be taken from a person except "the last of the human freedoms — to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances." Dostoyevsky's "life is in us ourselves, not outside" says much the same thing, and he said it within hours of a firing squad. Half a century after the letter, Oscar Wilde, imprisoned for his homosexuality, wrote about suffering as a force that transforms a person, and Popova links the two.
She also brings in her own life. She spent years in material hardship herself, though nothing close to Dostoyevsky's, and says it toughened her. It made her less afraid of poverty and more willing to take risky paths, one of which led to her starting the site then called Brain Pickings. From that she suggests that Dostoyevsky's ordeal may have built his lifelong persistence against poverty and convention. She hears it echo in Notes from the Underground, Crime and Punishment and The Brothers Karamazov. She also sees it in his later insistence that we must keep seeing the goodness in people "despite the abundance of all sorts of wretches."
What to make of it
Popova offers that last connection as a reflection rather than a case. She frames it as something she "can't help but wonder," and she does not trace specific passages in the novels back to the scaffold. The essay's value lies in the primary source. It is a rare piece of writing from someone who had just spent forty-five minutes believing he was about to die. It records both the larger resolution and, right beside it, the fear of losing the work that defined him. The essay leaves open whether that resolution held up through four years of hard labor. The letter was written on the first night, and it reads that way.
Remember
The mock execution was deliberate theater: the pardon was planned in advance to make the tsar look merciful.
Dostoyevsky's credo of meaning lying "in us ourselves, not outside" came a century before Frankl's similar claim.
Even in his relief, he feared losing his writing more than losing his freedom.
Alan Turing's 1950 proposal: judge whether a machine thinks by whether its conversation can pass as human.
Quotation marks in their first printed form, 1516: inverted commas placed at the start of each quoted line.1 / 2
Ted Gioia, the music historian behind the newsletter 1, has assembled 42 "milestones in the history of conversation." The list runs from early Hebrew scripture around 900 BC to ChatGPT in 2022. It's mostly a playful timeline, but a real argument frames it.
The case for talk
Gioia opens by turning "talk is cheap" around. Today talk costs money: chatbot subscriptions, therapists, consultants. Even phone scammers send recordings now. He argues that conversation is "the originating gift that made all society and its benefits possible" and deserves protection: "When we stop speaking to each other, we soon start warring."
Four threads
Talking with gods. The list opens with a God who speaks from a burning bush. Then comes the Gospel of John's "In the beginning was the Word," and Muhammad's revelation, which tradition describes as a two-decade dialogue with the archangel Gabriel.
Talking to reason and govern. Socrates taught by questioning people and was executed for it, and Plato made the dialogue the basic form of Western philosophy. The list also includes China's 2 (81 BC), a court debate on economic policy that Gioia counts as a landmark for open societies. London's 3, founded in 1755, is still the world's oldest debating club. The thread continues through the Lincoln-Douglas debates and Kennedy versus Nixon on television.
Technology. Gioia enjoys how modest each first was. In 1516 the quotation mark first appeared in print, in a guide to the 4 Plato despised. Bell's first phone call asked his assistant to walk into the room. The first email crossed a few inches. The first text, "Merry Christmas," went to a phone that couldn't reply. Surveillance followed: a bugging device was patented in 1906.
Failure to communicate. This thread collects Freudian slips, Henry James's novels of unspoken agendas, "Who's on First?", and De Niro saying "You talkin' to me?" to an empty room.
The sharpest link
In 1951 the psychologist Carl Rogers proposed that in an argument, each person must restate the other's view "to that speaker's satisfaction" before replying. The aim was to build empathy. In 1966 MIT's 5, an early chat program, borrowed the technique. Say "I'm worried about my job," and it asks why you're worried about your job. It understood nothing, yet it sometimes passed as human. Gioia claims it even beat ChatGPT in some 2023 Turing-style tests, though he doesn't cite the study. A method meant to make people feel heard turns out to make machines seem human.
Full circle
Gioia ends where he began. People once consulted a higher power. Now they do it again, backed by "massive data centers and trillions of dollars in investment." His last line: "What could possibly go wrong?"
It's a list, so the reasoning stays thin and pop culture sits beside Plato without much sorting. The value is in the pattern across the entries.
Ted Gioia, the music historian who writes the newsletter 1, has put together a list of 42 "milestones in the history of conversation." It starts around 900 BC with the earliest Hebrew scripture and ends with ChatGPT in 2022. Most of it is a timeline, light in tone and sometimes very funny. But there is an argument around it, and a few of the connections inside it hold up better than a list usually allows.
The argument
Gioia starts by turning "talk is cheap" around. These days talk costs money: chatbot subscriptions, counselors, consultants. Even phone scammers have stopped talking and send recordings instead. He would rather live in a world where conversation is "priceless," and he argues that it needs protecting: "When we stop speaking to each other, we soon start warring." He calls conversation "the originating gift that made all society and its benefits possible."
He makes that case through what he picks rather than through analysis. Read together, the 42 entries fall into a few loose threads.
Thread one: talking with the divine
The list begins with gods who talk. In early Judeo-Christian scripture God speaks to people directly, from a burning bush or on a mountaintop. Gioia says this sets up a lasting tradition of prayer as intimate conversation. Around 100 AD the Gospel of John names the source of creation as the 2, Greek for "word" or "reason." In 610, by tradition, Muhammad receives the Koran in a dialogue with the archangel Gabriel, and that exchange goes on for two decades.
This thread matters because the ending loops back to it, as described below.
Thread two: talking to find the truth, and to govern
Next comes conversation used for philosophy and politics. Around 500 BC the playwright Aeschylus let actors speak to each other on stage instead of only to the chorus. Gioia says this helped turn a ritual into public entertainment. Socrates taught by questioning people, was accused of corrupting the young, and was executed. His student Plato made the written dialogue the basic form of Western philosophy. Aristotle then wrote a treatise on rhetoric, giving a respectable place to the persuasive speech Plato had distrusted.
One of the less familiar entries is the 3 of 81 BC. Huo Guang, regent of China's Han dynasty, invited scholars to court to debate economic policy, including state control of salt and iron. Gioia counts it as a landmark for open societies, because the decisions came out of argument.
Later entries in this thread:
London debating societies that came out of secrecy in the mid-1700s. The 4, founded in 1755, still meets and is the oldest debating organization in the world.
The first sentence of the US Bill of Rights, protecting speech and assembly.
The Jacobin Club and other political clubs of the French Revolution, where "conversation easily turned into action."
The 1858 Lincoln-Douglas debates. Thousands of people listened for hours, and Gioia says American politics has "rarely matched" that level of exchange since.
The 1960 Kennedy-Nixon televised debate. Nixon, thought to have lost because he looked nervous on camera, refused to debate in 1968 and 1972.
Thread three: technology reshapes talk
Technology runs through the list, and Gioia enjoys how small each first step was. The quotation mark first appeared in print in 1516, when the printer Mathias Schurer put paired inverted commas at the start of each quoted line. Gioia points out that the book was a guide to the 5, the persuaders Plato despised. Bell's first phone call in 1876 asked Watson to come into the room, which "defeat[s] the whole purpose of the phone." Ray Tomlinson's first email in 1971 crossed a few inches between two machines on 6, an early forerunner of the internet. He later admitted the messages were "entirely forgettable." The first text message, "Merry Christmas," was sent in 1992 to a phone that couldn't reply, so the recipient had to call back.
Surveillance is the darker side of this thread. Kelley M. Turner patented a bugging device in 1906: a microphone in one place wired to a speaker in another, with the option to record. Police took it up. Coppola's 1974 film The Conversation is about a professional eavesdropper who "learns less than he thinks."
Thread four: failure to communicate
Many entries are about talk breaking down. Freud's 1901 account of slips of the tongue says the mistakes come from thoughts "outside the intended speech." In Henry James's The Ambassadors (1903), almost every exchange hides unspoken agendas. Others in this vein include Abbott and Costello's "Who's on First?", Simon & Garfunkel's "The Dangling Conversation," the line "What we've got here is a failure to communicate" from Cool Hand Luke, and De Niro's "You talkin' to me?" said to an empty room. Gioia reads that last one as foreshadowing "the quintessential loneliness" of talking to chatbots.
The most interesting link: Rogers to 7
The best idea in the piece connects two entries. In 1951 the psychologist Carl Rogers proposed a rule for arguments: each person may speak "only after he has first restated the ideas and feelings of the previous speaker, and to that speaker's satisfaction." He claimed it reduced hostility and built empathy, and the method spread into therapy and negotiation.
In 1966 MIT produced ELIZA, an early program that imitated conversation. ELIZA borrowed Rogers's technique, mostly by handing a user's own statements back to them. A simple example of the effect: type "I'm worried about my job" and get back "Why are you worried about your job?" The program understands nothing, yet it seems attentive because attentive listeners do exactly this. Gioia says ELIZA sometimes fooled people into thinking it was human, and claims that as late as 2023 it outperformed ChatGPT in Turing-style evaluations. He doesn't cite the study or say which model version was tested.
That is the real point inside the list. A technique designed to make people feel heard is also an effective way to make a machine seem human. Turing's 1950 test, which Gioia likens to "if it quacks like a duck," judges intelligence by conversation alone, so it rewards exactly this kind of mirroring.
The ending
Gioia closes the circle. History began with people consulting a higher power, "sometimes friendly, but often vengeful." Now people are doing it again, only "supported by massive data centers and trillions of dollars in investment." He ends with: "What could possibly go wrong?"
What to make of it
This is a list, and it reads like one. Entries get a few sentences each, the reasoning behind the choices is mostly implied, and pop culture (Zappa's "Valley Girl," uptalk, "mansplain," Joe Rogan's $200 million Spotify deal) sits next to Socrates without much sorting. Gioia doesn't develop his claim that conversation prevents war, and his ChatGPT ending is a sardonic question, not an analysis. What the piece offers is a pattern: speech starts out sacred, becomes a tool of politics, gets transmitted, recorded and monitored, and is finally imitated. The Rogers-to-ELIZA thread is the part worth carrying away.
Remember
A 1951 therapy technique for making people feel heard became the trick that made ELIZA seem human.
Many communication firsts were trivial: a call to the next room, an email sent a few inches, an unanswerable text.
Gioia's arc runs from talking with gods to talking with machines, which he calls a return to consulting a higher power.
Mars at closest approach: 1 day, 5 hours, 42 minutes. At this stage relativity barely matters. Simple high-school physics (distance = ½ × acceleration × time²) for roughly 55 million km gives about 29 to 30 hours. The ship would pass Mars at roughly 1,000 km/s.
The 3, about 50–55 4 out, where the belt of icy bodies beyond Neptune abruptly ends: just over 2 weeks. (One AU, the astronomical unit, is the Earth–Sun distance.)
Passing Voyager 1, launched in 1977 and still the most distant human-made object: 4 weeks.
The inner 5, the doughnut-shaped inner part of the Sun's far-flung swarm of comets: 3 months, at 25% of light speed.
Leaving the outer Oort cloud: 1 year and 7 months, at 92% of light speed. Siegel notes that nobody knows well how far the outer cloud reaches. Estimates run from under 1 light-year to over 3.
Proxima Centauri, 4.2 light-years away: 2 years and 4 months.
The galactic center, 26,000 light-years away: just under 11 years.
Andromeda, 2.5 million light-years away: 15 years.
The Coma Cluster, a group of more than 1,000 galaxies 321 million light-years away: 20 years.
Anywhere in the observable universe: at most 25 years, Siegel says.
