It was a sparkling morning in Bristol, in the United Kingdom, when a series of eyewitness social-media postings announced the end of the world. Was it a giant cephalopod? A flying saucer? The chatter and retweets put a funhouse spin on the spreading confusion, but the flames and destruction are decidedly non-virtual.
By Josh Wilson You often ask, child, about the fog that rolls in thick on the heels of the day, and clings like a shroud through highest summer. Any student of atmospheres and temperature will tell you how… Read More