tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11176956041164501692024-02-06T19:06:55.986-08:00Collective Slackership(☞゚∀゚)☞ Hiding human hear me rise above material and cardinal sin. I sunk to find the walk beneath the mosses where the planted tunnel pass after the rains have run their courses. But alas the portraits of these frosted corpses tortured in the grass. Must not sleep; must warn othersAlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-32883411625317880282010-11-23T00:15:00.000-08:002010-11-23T00:15:06.592-08:00This is why i love Japan. They don't afraid of anything<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9K8JrUPsOlUO9w5Ej1m0oTSwc-nOWtleZ4ZOQXhoe7W403TzKsb1SDltnkQnKDkkZFwpbnYEqTgRu3xhgPl8xxV3eqX09qylIHz3XCUCpap0sTjnHfzKt_lLLP26dKfVZxldJl1Mh6Rk/s1600/1290458706479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9K8JrUPsOlUO9w5Ej1m0oTSwc-nOWtleZ4ZOQXhoe7W403TzKsb1SDltnkQnKDkkZFwpbnYEqTgRu3xhgPl8xxV3eqX09qylIHz3XCUCpap0sTjnHfzKt_lLLP26dKfVZxldJl1Mh6Rk/s320/1290458706479.jpg" width="35" /></a></div><br />
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This series features WONDERFUL art direction by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carlo_Pagulayan" title="Carlo Pagulayan">Carlo Pagulayan</a> and script by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greg_Pak" title="Greg Pak">Greg Pak</a>. There are some comical moments as well. Other Marvel heroes also make a cameo appearance in this series to much surprise although I won't spoil anything. Just trust me, they're powerful heroes and probably the only ones that can really hurt the Hulk. This is a story about revenge, rising up, growing up and love. The ending forms a great surprise and a really cool start to a <i>new</i> Marvel hero. I highly recommend this book. It is a real prize in my comic and overall book collection. Even if the only illustrated novel you've read are Mous or The Watchmen, this is sure to keep you as entertained.<br />
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I rate this collection 5 out of 5Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-62963298497575285172010-09-30T01:27:00.000-07:002010-09-30T02:00:29.229-07:00Panasonic G1 (the mini SLR)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg682pAUnPYepQK0dwkdvXjgpd7pAnwJgJlrJjru97DYkXab4LbDA3tQ1Uq-T6mSMIKFF5X7fDqntp0oe-v182oiTRNH-iR-ibT0ujbEObcvj6mI-MpEdX5vkMpghFp0qOD9eU8_9SocJw/s1600/3qtr-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg682pAUnPYepQK0dwkdvXjgpd7pAnwJgJlrJjru97DYkXab4LbDA3tQ1Uq-T6mSMIKFF5X7fDqntp0oe-v182oiTRNH-iR-ibT0ujbEObcvj6mI-MpEdX5vkMpghFp0qOD9eU8_9SocJw/s200/3qtr-001.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
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I recently purchased the Panasonic LUMIX G1. This is a mini slr camera. It is a fierce camera that fits perfectly into the contours of my hand. The photo quality is AMAZING. On my first day exploring the features it was like a date with my true love. I had so much fun shooting my friends, objects and scenery. I was also trigger happy on my trip up to San Francisco. I can't say this enough, the photos were grand. The color, the focus, the quality. It all came together on the swiveling camera screen and even more once I connected this camera to my computer. On a larger screen the pictures were even more beautiful. For the price, around $460, it is well worth it.<br />
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There are hardly any flaws with this camera. For the use and it not really being a "true" SLR, I cannot complain. The camera allows one to save their "Favorite" settings under a setting located on the dial near the shutter button. This camera does not have a shutter therefore it is SILENT. I was able to take pictures of my very shy friend Gabby without her even noticing until i pointed it out. This camera is loads of fun. I purchased Kodak made filters as well. UV, florescent, glare, etc. These filters just added value to my work. The quality can pretty much be professional, if only i had greater light setups or flash. Unfortunately I don't have the resources to purchase such add ons, but for the time being, this is love.<br />
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<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">For a more in depth review, check out:</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuPxftjjFHQ?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuPxftjjFHQ?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-3900276882295122202010-09-29T23:58:00.000-07:002010-09-29T23:59:36.764-07:00On The Might Of Princes - Here Come The SirensCheck out this now defunct POST HARDCORE / SCREAMO band. But hold on, they are not like what you hear on MTV or Warp Tour. These guys are the real deal. They are On The Might of Princes. <br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY-XhKpQXFg?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY-XhKpQXFg?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-25525676279959986392009-04-30T21:05:00.000-07:002009-04-30T21:22:47.917-07:00Big Pharmaceutical<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98SJyPNSOj50aJPM58F5F33DmjQaydNCp7C7wuATz-5Y4MQ6xnABWeKNZl9nHrorBrTnS5gaMq07WViAorKiQyamCRrr-gC0xXbh1FjzcFjRJpztkjIFyyEvCrro5lWkCYOn0fHD4B0E/s1600-h/1240977445206.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98SJyPNSOj50aJPM58F5F33DmjQaydNCp7C7wuATz-5Y4MQ6xnABWeKNZl9nHrorBrTnS5gaMq07WViAorKiQyamCRrr-gC0xXbh1FjzcFjRJpztkjIFyyEvCrro5lWkCYOn0fHD4B0E/s400/1240977445206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330703766406809154" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div> I'm a self proclaimed crazy and I have a feeling that the pharmaceutical corporations have something to do with the current outbreak of swine flu due to them having a near satanic reputation for testing and allowing deadly diseases to go 'missing' from labs, it should really be a catch phrases. When people are buying into ideas of mass death by an 'unthinkable' threat we have to ask, "WHO is going to profit from this?" Answer, vaccine makers. I have done some quick searching in my spare time to see if anyone else had similar thoughts. I was able to find and have read a doctor's thoughts on the virus and he states that he believes that the swine flu thread must have been man made. Here is the exert from that section of his post: <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(27, 27, 27); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><em style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Where did This Mysterious New Animal-Human Flu Strain Come From?</span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(27, 27, 27); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-size:10px;">Alongside the fear-mongering headlines, I've also seen increasing numbers of reports questioning the true nature of this virus. And rightfully so. </span><br /></div><em style="font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><div style="text-align: left;">Could a mixed animal-human mutant like this occur naturally? And if not, who made it, and how was it released?<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Not one to dabble too deep in conspiracy theories, I don't have to strain very hard to find actual facts to support the notion that this may not be a natural mutation, and that those who stand to gain have the wherewithal to pull off such a stunt.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Just last month I reported on the story that the American pharmaceutical company Baxter was under investigation for distributing the deadly avian flu virus to 18 different countries as part of a seasonal flu vaccine shipment. Czech reporters were probing to see if it may have been part of a deliberate attempt to start a pandemic; as such a "mistake" would be virtually impossible under the security protocols of that virus.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The H5N1 virus on its own is not very airborne. However, when combined with seasonal flu viruses, which are more easily spread, the effect could be a potent, airborne, deadly, biological weapon. If this batch of live bird flu and seasonal flu viruses had reached the public, it could have resulted in dire consequences.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">There is a name for this mixing of viruses; it's called "reassortment," and it is one of two ways pandemic viruses are created in the lab. Some scientists say the most recent global outbreak -- the 1977 Russian flu -- was started by a virus created and leaked from a laboratory.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Another example of the less sterling integrity of Big Pharma is the case of Bayer, who sold millions of dollars worth of an injectable blood-clotting medicine to Asian, Latin American, and some European countries in the mid-1980s, even though they knew it was tainted with the AIDS virus.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So while it is morally unthinkable that a drug company would knowingly contaminate flu vaccines with a deadly flu virus such as the bird- or swine flu, it is certainly not impossible. It has already happened more than once.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But there seems to be no repercussions or hard feelings when industry oversteps the boundaries of morality and integrity and enters the arena of obscenity. Because, lo and behold, which company has been chosen to head up efforts, along with WHO, to produce a vaccine against the Mexican swine flu?<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Baxter!11 Despite the fact that ink has barely dried on the investigative reports from their should-be-criminal "mistake" against humanity.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">According to other sources,12 a top scientist for the United Nations, who has examined the outbreak of the deadly Ebola virus in Africa, as well as HIV/AIDS victims, has concluded that the current swine flu virus possesses certain transmission "vectors" that suggest the new strain has been genetically-manufactured as a military biological warfare weapon.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The UN expert believes that Ebola, HIV/AIDS, and the current A-H1N1 swine flu virus are biological warfare agents.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In addition, Army criminal investigators are looking into the possibility that disease samples are missing from biolabs at Fort Detrick -- the same Army research lab from which the 2001 anthrax strain was released, according to a recent article in the Fredrick News Post.13 In February, the top biodefense lab halted all its research into Ebola, anthrax, plague, and other diseases known as "select agents," after they discovered virus samples that weren't listed in its inventory and might have been switched with something else. <br /></div></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Dr. Mercola <br />April 29 2009 <br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><a href="http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2009/04/29/Swine-Flu.aspx" rel="nofollow" style="color: rgb(1, 135, 197); text-decoration: none; ">http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2009/04/29/Swine-Flu.aspx</a></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(27, 27, 27); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(27, 27, 27); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 18px;">So, since I have a super hero complex I shall go on with my daily routines as usual until I am able to do something that really leaves a dent to the real ill plaguing the world which will remain to go unnamed for now. Now to quote Officer Barbrady who puts it best, "move along people. nothing to see here." Let's continue working our dead end jobs giving 30% to fund the world's end.</span></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-45814725472943863452009-04-16T17:40:00.000-07:002009-04-16T20:29:58.811-07:00members<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I just don't trust something that bleeds for five days and doesn't die. <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">-</span>Mr. Garrison</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;">Women are ambitious succubi plotting together to formulate a plan for the downfall of men. Women have a mantis-abandon; they breed with a mate then decapitate the poor man and bathe in the squirting fountain of oozing red blood blissfully naked. Later they gather with their own kind to celebrate the birth of godlike sons spawned through false affection still dancing over the grave of the damned man. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;">My mother divorced my father, or vice versa, after a hard night of adultery. See, this could have been kept in the closet, pregnant with black skeletons, but unfortunately the thinkable happened. Gravidity, months before anyone could be of wiser. The delicate platform of marriage hoisted by trust and the overrated word 'love' was bowled down and crumbled by the mass of possibilities in its tangible form, this caused the platform to crumbled to its knees. In other words, Atlas sneezed. The world stopped turning for a second and the spasmodic jerk caused what can only be illustrated in example as a vast freight pile up on a busy high way, only the insurance companies profited. This sudden whip lash moment of an unstoppable force of a duo meeting an immovable object of problem caused a rip in space which vacuumed up logic. In this new world down was up, money had value, drugs had meaning and the culprit became the victim. Not only did the mantis take the kids and hung out the corpse of man to dry of all rightful belongings and cash flow, but double fucked, this was not enough to feed the hunger. The marrow had to be sucked dry. On top of the masterminded larceny of taking all possessions and 50,000 dollars USD, they want 50,000 more, and the house. They being the mantises. Men, we must stand firm, never go soft. We are the rightful heirs to god's thrown. The example of Adam and Lilith has been forgotten to the ages, we must band together as brothers.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;">[not to be taken seriously, though the story is real]</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"> </span></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-57500550692583737122009-04-14T01:23:00.000-07:002009-04-14T01:25:39.938-07:00PsychosisEverybody has those ideas from time to time. The ideas that make you cringe. That make you metaphysically sweat. It's natural to be a little afraid of what you'd be capable of doing if you were to ignore your conscience and compassion. In fact, it's a good thing to be afraid - it means your conscience and compassion are still intact and working properly. I used to get really sick images in my head of me mutilating my rabbit. I love the little thing, and would never ever do anything to harm her, but the images showed up, unbidden. To make myself feel better about it, I'd find wherever she was napping and give her an enormous hug.<br /><br />Our fears are right by the surface of the mind, sometimes, and it's natural to think about what we fear. But you've just got to remember that you're in control of your actions, and that these "other" thoughts will fade, in time. As long as you remember why you treasure the things you do, you'll be fine.Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-56969722431490852462009-04-03T17:54:00.000-07:002009-04-14T10:34:41.271-07:00for you conspiracy theorist<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKL-Zye800nkeGE1tv4Dc4GmZM1CVRBtfsyxxFoCdJS5rfUhuUrKEz4Eb25B-hdd0FAnxwtjFyl5aZLBGwT3Qm7hQ8ppUAXDZPMS_7Jnbr3qRTJQL01gmwVZlD0qsanzo0XIPiw7Gyyw/s1600-h/propaganda_silence.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKL-Zye800nkeGE1tv4Dc4GmZM1CVRBtfsyxxFoCdJS5rfUhuUrKEz4Eb25B-hdd0FAnxwtjFyl5aZLBGwT3Qm7hQ8ppUAXDZPMS_7Jnbr3qRTJQL01gmwVZlD0qsanzo0XIPiw7Gyyw/s400/propaganda_silence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324601842214900626" /></a>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-49209633091717616012009-04-01T16:09:00.000-07:002009-04-01T17:12:19.573-07:00The Catch 22 of Human(e) Thought<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhABz9vWCWAMNFCpEZbr5Lx7wkAKjq5bc-OE6ph9xvL8lzewZYxMYc0Sm6msrY9sJLqAZzGIcxCHI0McyJOwOIjIx6q7HEDB7Er-CZYKAg_tY-C5blEz3GFoZ9kUJTQf9N4jXcXNYtPgvo/s1600-h/Einstein.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ryhM-MA37V1NGp28EMiXIDs1ngdnAVt3LaqIF39xLsLTgolYsTs6roS78zSqFHhhOlwoPzSRUlbOdEvH5vlzP8Bf0PI9TLw-UWwYyabfj6RSHGo77z6BhsNoSycQFuBGwveTBfprkpg/s1600-h/b105PB_lg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ryhM-MA37V1NGp28EMiXIDs1ngdnAVt3LaqIF39xLsLTgolYsTs6roS78zSqFHhhOlwoPzSRUlbOdEvH5vlzP8Bf0PI9TLw-UWwYyabfj6RSHGo77z6BhsNoSycQFuBGwveTBfprkpg/s320/b105PB_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319871475257918962" /></a>Argueing against creationism is equal to trying to break down a brick wall by smashing your head into it repeatedly. Not going to work unless maybe you have a few million heads and alot of time.<br />Creationism is a theory like "the world was shat out by a yellow-bellied sapsucker last sunday" is a theory, and it has just as much empirical weight behind it.<br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Evolution is a scientific theory, such as gravity. We don't know what causes gravity but we know if you let go of a pencil it will fall, or the monumental/ overwhelming mass of a black hole and the gravity created by it 'eats' anything close. It is an explanatory framework that makes sense of the literally millions and millions of individual pieces of evidence that support and are explained by it.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Pop Quiz</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size:small;">I. I want to build a spaceship. For fuel I can use:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a) Dinitrogen Tetroxide</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b) Faith</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;">II. I just found out that the drugs I use to combat malaria are not working anymore. What happened?</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a) God did it</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b) The disease evolved and became harder to suppress</span></div><div><br />It's all about practicality. Physics helps us build computers, chemistry helps us make fertilizer, and evolution helps us find medical cures. What is the use of creationism?</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmhyFUjBkEZb0Z2oUgcF8WvkLqJu1JFdBwc94lqZwAx-Dl-t8X-64_jzZIhVg_PS115zbSa2RKNMlbw75Vjcz-OEOmBE1vXnrKrkGrfwQsPn0dBVrG8cbV2DWZDqS2bQlNxJBoxxuRFQ/s200/evolution.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319874520026558706" /></div><div><br /></div><div>The only people who think that there's any kind of "debate" between creationism and evolution don't know they lost 150 years ago. Some communities in the United States even tried to ban Pokemon because it features evolution.</div><div><br /></div><div>Wandering around through life all moon-eyed and relativistic isn't very helpful though, is it?<br /><br />Yes, both religious people and reality-based people have a point where they'll be forced to say "I don't know" if you keep questioning regressively.<br />The strength of science is that it thrives on "I don't know" - every "I don't know" is a pathway opened to new advancement and new understanding. For a religious person "I don't know" is filled by the gap of "god did it". This is what makes religion a useless means of interpreting the world - it's closed, masturbatory, and dogmatic.<br />Basically, you're claiming that if you can't know everything, you can't know anything. I call enormous motherfucking bullshit on that. Sure, we don't know everything about how the universe works. There are vast, unimaginable mysteries out there for us to discover. That doesn't mean we don't know enough to build a fucking space ship. Building a space ship is how we get closer to finding and understanding those mysteries.</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhABz9vWCWAMNFCpEZbr5Lx7wkAKjq5bc-OE6ph9xvL8lzewZYxMYc0Sm6msrY9sJLqAZzGIcxCHI0McyJOwOIjIx6q7HEDB7Er-CZYKAg_tY-C5blEz3GFoZ9kUJTQf9N4jXcXNYtPgvo/s320/Einstein.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319875482290853634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px; " />The same way, science may not be able to answer questions of abiogenesis or universal origins completely, but we have enough solid, empirical evidence RIGHT NOW to say that the creation story, as it exists in the bible, is absolutely and completely wrong on all counts. Hell, we've had that for over a century; it just keeps getting stronger.<br />Don't be mistaken and be under the impression that both science and religion are things people retreat to to avoid having to say "I don't know". On the contrary; science is for people with the wisdom to say "I don't know", and the courage to look for answers.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-89500230001277898222009-03-27T00:49:00.000-07:002009-03-27T01:00:51.951-07:00Quick throw away post I'm thinking about some things i may want to write about on here but nothing is set. But i DID just watch Lost In Translation with the always funny Bill Murray and beautiful Scarlet Johannson (she looks and is as beautiful a friend of mine). I haven't seen it since it came out in 2003. I'm sure everyone knows what the film's plot is by now. A famous American actor travels to Japan for 2 weeks to film a commercial and at the same time a photographer's wife is a few doors down in the same hotel. They slowly but surely become close friends in a short time while the wife's husband is away on business. Together they try and make the best of being in a totally alien land. The film uses some great music (well, 2 songs for sure) and the ending is grand. Spoiler alert: he whispers "And nobody is ever going to believe you"<div><br /></div><div>Trailer</div><center><object width="325" height="244"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eKpagHUzxs&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eKpagHUzxs&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"></embed></object></center><br /><br />Actual Film:<br />http://beta.vreel.net/watch_19276.htmlAlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-85856747256311251522009-03-19T00:49:00.000-07:002009-03-19T01:08:54.691-07:001969. Never ForgetIf you look at my 'followers' you'd notice i pimped it into saying Weather Underground. Weathermen. If you have no idea what that is, or what Google is, more power to you. You know, whatever. I don't follow Brannigan's Law, i merely enforce it.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows," from the Bob Dylan song Subterranean Homesick Blues</span></span><br /></div><div><br />http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weatherman_(organization)<div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKosOUXfz8Fu0DW8J9BFkzuk8kSA8jY15EXzTj-0LtoWQahxJDnVLajRg3Vg4Jdr0TLhrMuKbScuWv5E8R6w-TzegCNYkMjUt5X1n42XfHdmfWUyAkAHjNhOehtMvTY0sChuYRtWpLDVw/s320/1237016775924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314805532672124194" /></div></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-2852093030455246112009-03-17T17:19:00.000-07:002009-03-17T17:49:12.530-07:00Agnostic<div> "Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Then he is not omnipotent.<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Is he able, but not willing?<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Then he is malevolent.<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Is he both able, and willing?<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Then whence cometh evil?<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Is he neither able nor willing?<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Then why call him God?"<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>~Epicurus<br /></div><br /><br /><br />its impossible to prove anything on a deep enough level. You cant even prove blue is blue in reality. Certainty is just a weighing up of probabilities. if you think its 51% likely that you are an athiest, call yourself an athiest. if its the other way around, so be it. Just the odds of it being exactly 50/50 in your mind are highly unlikely. i'd say just lean towards whatever you feel is most rational.<br /><br />Agnosticism is not a valid alternative to theism or atheism. Gnosticism concerns KNOWLEDGE, theism concerns BELIEF, they are two different things.<br /><br />You can be an agnostic atheist or an agnostic theist. You can't simply be agnostic. Sure you don't know if god exists, but do you believe in god? If you don't currently believe in god you're an atheist. If you don't know what you believe you're ______.<br /><br />You can't "disprove" the existence of Xenu or Santa or Russell's Teapot, but you don't go around acting as though they're all perfectly reasonable ideas either. You acknowledge the negligible chance that they exist, and then operate on the assumption that they don't.<br /><br />Going around pretending that Xenu is a possible alternative is dumb as fuck, and Yahweh (or any other myth) is no fucking better.<br /><br />It's a binary position. You can't not believe in god and not not believe in god. EVERYONE is either theist or atheist. Agnosticism is a non-issue, nearly everyone (atheist and theist) is agnostic (doesn't know for sure).Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-45931142299662479752009-03-15T22:50:00.000-07:002009-03-15T23:09:54.277-07:00Checkmate<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8VuKqQycNMy6Vw5HfQof-8mh7urO9hLY8VANI3Iwij_GKAxVqpT2HCOzjq2Yh5UG7BBoLCkEu1fZF5BN55MiaTSq_sL5Iwqmio8h6ESlBa26gMYad0u9MqLL69s0VefEs6-DQpbe4uU/s1600-h/1054178032_1dfe49d479.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDPeNLJ849QAUbRMNYEj6mB3Vt8zmNpUM5lJI5MYHpHV4HgSmRT3zKvunoiTd9xqLHba6Tlie1nU1I1dAba6hznD_Upv90ZHxqVFofvFIvb5iGxjigHkG6aaHJ6-ysLTid9Z9zU0urT8/s1600-h/AMEX3yearoldJFKjrSalutes.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDPeNLJ849QAUbRMNYEj6mB3Vt8zmNpUM5lJI5MYHpHV4HgSmRT3zKvunoiTd9xqLHba6Tlie1nU1I1dAba6hznD_Upv90ZHxqVFofvFIvb5iGxjigHkG6aaHJ6-ysLTid9Z9zU0urT8/s320/AMEX3yearoldJFKjrSalutes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313659365399359602" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,<br /></div><div>Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,<br />Silence the pianos and with muffled drum<br />Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.<br />Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead<br />Scribbling on the sky the message <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">He Is Dead</span>,<br />Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.<br /><div><br /></div><div>He was my North, my South, my East and West,<br />My working week and my Sunday rest,<br />My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;</div><div>I thought that love would last for ever: </div><div>I was wrong.<div><br /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSlE2kKWZ2cSBcv2wVGKYDBWJXQd2UcgmwpA7yxVvlnQkD82HydpE63l1bgTi2O3c4LVW3lsp_ZGSY7KrXKzdY5uc6PlDbHTXU5bY4-YSHgYDBzBx_GY2AH9Ufbsf8yHecW1yyh6bR7Dw/s200/1054178032_1dfe49d479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313659693160196466" />The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;</div><div>Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;</div><div>Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. </div><div>For nothing now can ever come to any good.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:.5;">*last one in this series. these are dumb</span></div></div></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-90830909366452566982009-03-12T18:24:00.000-07:002009-03-12T20:01:56.922-07:00Confessions<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVpBfLXypi6gAUWZ956bXqmx0Ctpq1RmoaFSfRvKalLGNF3yxAuGlUNW3DjpL9ygcUiZLlrjnqDMLxFgJVDzPCaISrXCEeWxcaUg0hJpMJ-KAMGyJooFiiQaFev1i0URagtkr4kaAR1Y/s1600-h/image004.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVpBfLXypi6gAUWZ956bXqmx0Ctpq1RmoaFSfRvKalLGNF3yxAuGlUNW3DjpL9ygcUiZLlrjnqDMLxFgJVDzPCaISrXCEeWxcaUg0hJpMJ-KAMGyJooFiiQaFev1i0URagtkr4kaAR1Y/s320/image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312501179552766130" /></a><br />bless me father for i have sinned..<br />it's been over 3 years since my last confession<br />If people ever knew of the things i've done, i wouldn't have a friend in the world.<br />I have sinned against God and against you father; I no longer deserve to be called your son.<br /><br />Don't speak so self damning my son. You have wandered far, to be in such an unfamiliar land.. In the name of God, repent for your sins.<br /><br />yes father.. not speaking for so long, my bones wasted away.. Your hand is heavy upon me; my strength is dried up as by the heat of summer.. surely my sin can never be venial..<br /><br />be clear<br /><br />yes father.. Murder.. killing of fellow men, of strangers, of whom i feel no animosity against.. for my country.. why? what a fool i've been.. i knew nothing<br /><br />But you know what you have done is wrong?<br /><br />yes father.. Is my soul lost, father? Am i damned to hell?<br /><br />truly the seriousness of such a sin cannot be denied, or undone, but you have confessed to me and repented to God Almighty. Are you truly remorseful for your sin?<br /><br />Yes father.<div><br /></div><div>Then God forgives you</div><div><br /></div><div>Do you forgive me, father?<br /><br />... I do. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you father</div><div><br /></div><div>Then go now with God; and in His grace, go in peace wandering child .... (it was only by chance that i have found you. The slayer of my friends, my blood. My brothers and sisters.)<br /><br /></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-63679219931521938712009-03-09T16:33:00.000-07:002009-03-09T17:12:48.573-07:00Sensory Deprivation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpzmbmFDMrn6UbwrD4bZ3by8T2tPBxZ-yvrtbk5vDH9QZpreUuz056x8sJ7yzwer7DpUc4LuFfF9w4udFRryKHh-fg2UoJqVeCGhMHv2Lsg-aybkXIRcDNJojwnppwX8j3g5ivJg9JnLg/s1600-h/podpic9.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpzmbmFDMrn6UbwrD4bZ3by8T2tPBxZ-yvrtbk5vDH9QZpreUuz056x8sJ7yzwer7DpUc4LuFfF9w4udFRryKHh-fg2UoJqVeCGhMHv2Lsg-aybkXIRcDNJojwnppwX8j3g5ivJg9JnLg/s200/podpic9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311343196306517458" /></a><br />If reality is what you see, feel, taste, and smell, then reality is merely electrical signals in the brain interpreted.<br /><br />Lets say somehow you lose your eyes, your ears, and your neck gets broken so you have no feeling in your body at all. Basically, you have zero sensory input. Lets also say you don't even have smell or taste. So then what are you? Just a conscious mind placed in a jar? In about a few hours you'd lose your mind completely because all you could do is think and nothing else. The insanity would become extreme and you could do nothing at all about it. Eventually, within a few hours you'd begin to hallucinate wildly/ Who knows what you'd see, or what emotions will be triggered. You'd experience ego death and quiet quickly slip into complete insanity. Eventually your personality, all that makes you you would shatter (probably a matter of days) but none of it would matter anyway. <img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlTAJY_StCImanh73Q9z5OipIKDDv7A-4W3vF8UhFeAYMCgIk0kB-8uW_teRdpHWoPVKl2G4e3BuFyLu8OQwT7t07S0jNsqkgEVzAMQ2_BGZegnZ23HplSqfvegAtg4F1sJkeDzIJ1bQ/s200/nypl-readingRoom2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311345069340737794" />You'd probably become a god, hallucinate your own universe in which you live in and use your minds idea of the 5 senses, teach yourself everything from what you already know. Existence would probably be a lucid dream. Normal "earth" life would seem a far away memory, your advanced human brain creating a new universe out of extreme boredom.<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div>In a nutshell, the insanity would be incredible. You cant begin to imagine the extent of it.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>http://www.poetv.com/video.php?vid=43901</div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-54034957231717933482009-03-08T21:12:00.000-07:002009-03-08T21:46:45.938-07:00"yes sir"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b280/WhiteLight_Alchemist/private/1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b280/WhiteLight_Alchemist/private/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b280/WhiteLight_Alchemist/private/1.jpg"><br /></a><br />"You know, you look really pretty without handcuffs on<br />Without the dirt on your face..."<br /><br />Like the piss and stench of the huddled traitors evaporates from the room<br />And in that moment I can see her truly, and she can see me too<br />Beneath the body armor and weaponry, my heart quietly thumps and whispers<br />"Drop the guns and grab her, now's the time to make your run"<br />Sitting in my transport as we slip through traffic veins<br />She doesn't ask me where we're going, only holds my hand and gaze<br />She's my only reason now, and my only hope to live<br />We pull up to the cabin way above this damn metropolis<br /><br />Me and prisoner 247290-Z<br />Somewhere that is Soilent Green**, we're living life instead<br />No more war on traitorism, only me and her<br />She can clean my gun and I could help her clean the floor<br /><br />Back to something natural, we'll live off of the land<br />When Radon levels drop we walk the trails and talk and laugh<br />I tell her she's innocent, and she'll show me she's not<br />I kiss the number on her arm and lay her on the cot<br /><br />I'm the first to touch her without gloves on<br />She's the first to kiss me without crying<br />Life before this was just dying<br />Me and prisoner 247290-Z<br /><br /><div>"Number 247290-Zed, step to the line"<br /><div><br /></div><div>Away from all this violence, live inside each other's heads...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Away from all this violence, live inside each other's heads...</span><br /><span style="font-size:1.5;">Away from all this violence, live inside each other's heads...</span><br /><br />"Dammit Lindt, fire your weapon!"<br /><br />"Yes sir"<br /><br />{*gunshot*}<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">** A food made of human beings fed as rations. Used meaning a place where people are devouring each other metaphorically. i.e., War</span></div></div>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-60509726339626500302009-03-05T18:54:00.000-08:002009-03-05T20:02:52.153-08:00In Another CountryI just finished reading 2 essays by Gore Vidal. One titled <i>Women's Liberation, Feminism And Its Discontents</i> written on July 22, 1971. The other is titled <i>The Birds And The Bees</i>. Both are about the position of women in society and how men have a superiority complex. Mr. Vidal was sporting a rag bandana around his head and typing on his typewriter using the ends of 2 sawed off shotguns to hit the keys as he gently puffed on a cigar. Nah! but what i found fascinating about his writing is how he is capable to cram a library of information and either allude to it, such as many references to women's position in Biblical examples and context, or use it as a quote or his witness to it and flex it into his writing style. It was almost like a satire of the current events happening in 1971. Reading this reminds me of <u>America (the Book): A Citizens Guide to Democracy</u>, somewhat. The general reaction i believe Mr. Vidal is seeking is an "Oh-hooo! snap!". I'll provide exerts from <i> Women's Liberation: Feminism and Its Discontents</i>:<br /><br /><i>"The Founding Father [God] had strong views on the position of woman (under the man) and one of the few mistakes he ever admitted to was the creation of Lilith as a mate for Adam. Using the same dust as his earthly replica... but let us hear it in his own words, rabbinically divined in the fifth century<br /><br />Adam and Lilith never found peace together; for when he wished to lie with her, she took offense at the recumbent posture he demanded. "Why must i lie beneath you?" she asked. "I also was made of dust, and am therefore your equal." Because Adam tried to compel her obedience by force, Lilith, in a rage, uttered the magic name of God, rose into the air and left him. <br /><br />The outcast Lilith is still hanging about the Zeitgeist, we are told, causing babies to strangle in their sleep, men to have wet dreams, and Kate Millett, Betty Friedman, Germaine Greer, and Eva Figes to write books."<br /><br />" Patriarchalists know that women are dangerously different from men, and not as intelligent (though they have their competencies; needlework, child-care, detective stories). When a woman does show herself to be superior at, say, engineering, Freud finessed that anomaly by reminding us that since she is a bisexual, like everyone else, her engineering skill simply means she's got a bit too much of her tomboy in her, as W. C. Fields once remarked to Grady Sutton on a similar occasion<br /> Women are not going to make it until the Patriarchalists reform, and that is going to take a long time. Meanwhile the current phase of the battle is intense and illuminating. Men are on the defensive, shouting names; they think that to scream "dyke" is enough to make the girls burst into tears, but so far they have played it cool. Some have even admitted to a bit of dyking now and then along with warm mature heterosexual relationships of deeply meaningful fruitful kind that bring much needed children into the world ("Good fucks make good babies" - N. Mailer). I love you Marion and I love you too, Marvin..."<br /><br />"... the peripheral male and female roles are carefully taught us. A little girl is given a doll instead of a chemistry set. That she might not like dolls, might prefer a chemistry set, will be the start of a nice neurosis for her, a sense of guilt that she is not playing the part society wants her to play..."<br /><br />"Figes quotes Levi-Strauss. "Men do not act as members of a group, in accordance with what each feels as an individual; each man feels as a function of the way in which he is permitted or obliged to act. Customs are given as external norms before giving rise to internal sentiments of individuals as well as the circumstances in which they may, or must, be displayed.""<br /><br />"In a society where men have an overriding interest in the acquisition of wealth, and where women themselves have become a form of property, the link between sexuality and money becomes inextricable." This is grim truth. Most men buy their wives, though neither party would admit to the nature of the transaction, preferring such euphemisms as Marvin is a good provider and Marion is built. Then Marion divorces Marvin and takes him to the cleaners, and he buys with whatever is left a younger model. It is money, not sex, that Puritans want. After all, the English word for "coming" used to be "spending": you spend your seed in the woman's bank and, if the moon is right, nine months later you will get an eight-pound dividend."<br /><br />[he goes on to talk about sex, sexuality and a 'war' raging between feminist and men waged in book writing and meetings]<br /><br />"...the forces of reaction are very much in the saddle (in every sence), and women must fight for their equality in a system which wants to keep them in manageable family groups, buying consumer goods, raising future consumers, until the end of time-or the world's raw resources, which is rather closer at hand...we are breeding ourselves into extinction. We cannot feed the people now alive. In thirty-seven years the world's population will double unless we have the "good luck" to experience on the grandest scale famine, plague, war. To survive we must stop making babies at the current rate, and this can only be accomplished by breaking the ancient stereotypes of man the warrior, woman the breeder. The patriarchal roar is that of our tribal past, quite unsuitable, as the old Stalinists used to say, to new necessities...free the sexes,,.and the system will have to change. There will be no houswife to be conned into buying thins she does not need. But all this is in the future. The present is the battleground, and the next voice you hear will be that of a patriarch, defending his attitudes-on a stack of bibles"</i>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-63761789961412520292009-02-28T00:58:00.000-08:002009-02-28T01:40:06.091-08:00La Maison en Petits Cubes<u>Oscar 2009 Winner Short Film (Animated)</u><br /><br />http://www.vimeo.com/3341596<br /><br /><img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b280/WhiteLight_Alchemist/B_cubes.jpg"><br /><br />Symbolism in colored pencil. A humble, lonely old man builds a home up towards the sky as the world floods.Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-62016512390187576832009-02-26T23:46:00.000-08:002009-02-27T00:49:03.600-08:00Bill Murray storyIt was a late winter night, a few months ago. i was walking down HIguerra street in San Luis Obispo. I had just left Boo Boo Records and was reciting a song silently to myself. "Aint no nigga like the one I got, no one can fuck you betta, sleeps around but he gives me a lo-what the?" when suddenly, i felt someone behind me, they removed my headphones and i felt their hands over my eyes. When I turned in surprise, there was Bill Murray, his creased face leaning in close. Bill whispered "No one is ever going to believe you", and then just walked away.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b280/WhiteLight_Alchemist/1235537899474.jpg"></center>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-30666740359999391952009-02-26T20:41:00.001-08:002009-02-26T20:51:56.080-08:00Can shoes be vegan?What kinda stupid question is that? HELL YES! <br /><br />I was shopping for shoes and while i was debating wether i should purchase the black canvas shoes vs the running shoes when i noticed this odd logo printed on the shoe. The shoes were both Macbeth but above the Macbeth logo was a green wide V. Turns out it was a vegan shoe.<br /><br />Further searching turned out that Macbeth Footwear is owned by Tom DeLonge of disbanded Blink-182 and sell vegan and organic products. Going in deeper i found MooShoes, a shop in Manhattan that sells vegan products online and support no kill animal shelters. Pretty neat, i guess. But you know, whatever.Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1117695604116450169.post-33208242746902138342009-02-21T20:13:00.000-08:002009-02-21T20:26:40.313-08:00Please. Won't you stay, and watch with me?<center><br /> Early in the 21st Century, THE TYRELL<br /><br />CORPORATION advanced Robot evolution<br /><br />into the NEXUS phase — a being virtually<br /><br />identical to a human — known as a Replicant.<br /><br /> The NEXUS 6 Replicants were superior<br /><br />in strength and agility, and at least equal<br /><br />in intelligence, to the genetic engineers<br /><br />who created them.<br /><br /> Replicants were used Off-world as<br /><br />slave labor, in the hazardous exploration and<br /><br />colonization of other planets.<br /><br /> After a bloody mutiny by a NEXUS 6<br /><br />combat team in an Off-world colony,<br /><br />Replicants were declared illegal<br /><br />on earth — under penalty of death.<br /><br /> Special police squads — BLADE RUNNER<br /><br />UNITS — had orders to shoot to kill, upon<br /><br />detection, any trespassing Replicant.<br /><br /><br /> This was not called execution.<br /><br /> It was called retirement.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />LOS ANGELES<br />NOVEMBER, 2019<br /><br /><u><b><font size="13">http://beta.vreel.net/watch_11977.html</font></b></u></center>Alanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08075065082293792510noreply@blogger.com3