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Sad news.  The industrial genius of our age - hence, a digital kind - has died - Steve Jobs , as famous now as Edison or Ford were to their times, and as influential.  His works changed the way we work, and play, and ushered in the current climate where hand-held devices, and small bits of information, define our daily habits.  He recreated recreation.  His death is also salutary for a grimmer reason - it shows the need to keep working to find cures for the various cancers that still ravage humankind.  To die a billionaire at 56 from cancer reveals that nothing is currently available to inevitably halt this terrible scourge.  It is to be hoped that some of Job's own money can now go to this work. American Genius: Steve Jobs, R.I.P.

The summer of 2010 offers more YouTubeable "music video" pleasures than a boy from the 80s like me could have imagined, when Frankie was all the rage on MTV.  "Love The Way You Lie" starring Megan Fox and Dominic Monaghan is striking, not least for the way it pressures ideas of American irony in popular culture ("I like the way it hurts" is either sick or ironic or both).  Upping the visual ante is the Abbaesque "Alejandro", which brilliantly manages to combine all the Spanish provocations of Un Chien Andalou with the Erotica eroism of Madonna at her best - and makes the slinky use of latex in dance a must ( Ms. Gaga borrows heavily from the stomping and bed antics of Quebec dance pieces like Joe , and choreographers like Edouard Lock ).  Then there is the joyful summer fun of "Pack Up" by Eliza Doolittle .  And, better than all of this, is the female second coming of the master sex machine himself, James Brown , in the shape of Ja...