3-for-1 Match for Internet Archive Donations

Noticed that Internet Archive, an important and venerable resource, is having a special donations drive this month at “3-for-1 Match for Internet Archive Donations: Please Help”

“The Internet Archive has received a generous offer this holiday season. For every dollar we raise before December 31st, one of our supporters will match that money three to one. Please consider donating now.”

“Our constantly expanding collections require a lot of storage space, and if we can raise $150,000 by the end of the year, the 3-for-1 match will give us an additional $450,000. Together that’s enough to buy four more petabytes of storage.

Please help us keep the library free for millions of people by making a tax-deductible donation today. On behalf of all of us at the Internet Archive, we wish you a happy holiday.” [via]

Consider also:

  1. Seven Surrenders
  2. Dynamically unstable Moons will literally sterilize an otherwise habitable planet instead of going to therapy
  3. “This self is the sun, the very center of man’s personal solar system, around which revolves his whole existence. The understanding of self causes all the other worlds of human experience to assume an orderly relationship.”
  4. “It is never easy, even when the world is most normal and peaceful, to mark off with sharp lines the area of individual freedom. No person ever lives unto himself or is sufficient to himself. He is inextricably woven into the tissue of the social group. His privileges, his responsibilities, his obligations are forever over-individual and come from beyond his narrow isolated life.”
  5. “There was no secret cave of the wood’s womb Where we might kiss all day without a start Of fear that meant to stay and must depart, Nor any corner where the sea’s perfume Might shelter love in some wave-carven tomb. But Maytime shone in us; with words of art I drew her down reluctant to my heart, When night was silence and my bed the gloom. So without sin we took strange sacrament, Whose wine was kisses, and whose bread the flower Of fast and fervent cleaving breast to breast. As lily bend to lily we were bent, Not as mere man to woman: all the dower Of martyred Virgins crowned our dangerous quest.”