Saturday five, 9/25/15.

My Insider column this week was on players I got wrong, specifically those I underrated (or didn’t rate) when evaluating them as prospects or younger players. I also held my weekly Klawchat here on the dish, which, again, is where they live now.

I’ll try to get a review of the new CHVRCHES album, Every Open Eye, up in a day or so, but in the meantime here’s a synopsis: If you liked their debut, it’s extremely similar and similarly excellent.

And now, the links…

• One last piece on the Ahmed Mohamed story – which reached ridiculous proportions with a “truther” movement emerging – from Popular Mechanics on why we need more tinkerers like him.
• Journalist Stacy May Fowles with a potent piece on why online harassment of women led her to keep her Twitter account private.
• And here’s exhibit A: Journalist and former attorney Julie DiCaro, who’s been among the leaders in coverage of the Patrick Kane rape allegations, has received threatening tweets for doing her fucking job.
• This is very silly but kind of on point – the duo Fleece did a rather perfect parody of an alt-J song.
• The indispensable J. Kenji Lopez-Alt debunks five myths about Southern cooking. His book, The Food Lab, is out now.
• Some good news for lovers of dead-tree editions, like me: print books aren’t dead as e-books sales have slipped.
• A health-care researcher in DC writers about why she had an abortion at 21 weeks.
• The Martin Shkreli drug price-gouging story didn’t have a lot of smart takes, but I thought Vox’s brief op ed that the story brought some needed attention to drug pricing was spot on.
• From the “ain’t that some shit” department: A woman in Oklahoma was sentenced to 30 years for failing to protect her kids from her abusive boyfriend, who only got two years for actually abusing them, and her parole request was denied. The parole board’s chair admitted to not knowing “the facts of [her] case.” Good job, Oklahoma.
• Uber, but for helicopters? The New Yorker looks at an app and service that came in handy this week, when you literally couldn’t cross Manhattan east-west.

And this week, a great reader tweet on vaccinations: