Brendan O’Neill argues that some blogs suck. (Full disclosure: I’m a master of the paraphrase. We’re talkin’ koryu bujutsu-type skills, too. I eat Wu-tang sword style for breakfast. Recognize.)

Here’s a transcript of that Scoobie Davis blindside of Ann Coulter. Which raises the question: anybody else remember when media pranks used to be, y’know, funny? Or at least revelatory? I mean, zoinks, Scoob… [update: predictably, Dawson has some words for Scoobs. And a few more. Henry Hanks joins in, too.]

Speaking of what to do with functionally dead bodies (yes, vanilla frosting will be fine, thank you)…Rand Simberg has a lengthy and interesting post on the thinking behind cryonics. Here’s a bit: Cryonics is often, and mistakenly, lumped in with UFOlogy, ESP and other pseudoscience, but it actually has a very sound scientific and philosophical conceptual basis. Most people think of death as an objective, unambiguous, and verifiable condition. But

Disturbing revelations, courtesy of Salon: “Ted Williams’ heirs may be feuding over what to do with his body now that the legendary slugger has passed on to that field of dreams in the sky, but Larry Hagman, of dimly remembered ‘Dallas’ and ‘I Dream of Jeannie’ fame, is spelling out his last requests in no uncertain terms.” ‘When I die, I want my friends to eat me,’ Hagman told celebrity