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MINI-COOP UPDATE Yes, some members of tcint/xenius heard the news before me. But none were happier. Vive La Mini-Cooper! That kid's in for some serious ice fishing. Tunk Lake or bust! as far as names go, I vote Aslan for a boy, and Julia for a girl
jeffron x Coop, that is wonderful news!! Yay! I've been feeling pretty antsy for the little ones lately, but we are trying to exercise restraint and wait until I get my mfa first. Meanwhile, I'll just baby the cat. :) I'm very happy for you and Mr. Coop.
Anna how exciting about the mini-cooper! i love sonograms. the technician, during the sonogram for my second son, said, "this is a very active baby." she was right. lovely to see the little whizzer developing like that. best wishes!
Vicki Thank you Speck! The head is on the lower left, if that helps. Chris is planning on going into Photoshop and putting some hints on the picture. (like, this is the eye, these are the arms, etc.) I will keep you all updated, hopefully in not-too-nauseating detail *grin* (moi?)
coop Wow, you're having a Mini Cooper!! Congratulations! I looked at the ultrasound, but I can't ever tell what I'm looking at on those. I guess because I don't know what shape I'm supposed to be looking for before they take on full fledged little person shape. So I'll have to trust you at this point that the Mini Cooper that you're having is a little kid and not a little car. So many chairians with very exciting life changes coming up for them. Anagram's gettin' hitched and Agent Cooper is subdividing! Ah, makes me happy!
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Hey all... glad to hear you are OK Speck, and having some success with your protests. (if you want some real fun, try being married to a Republican right now! *ducks flying objects*) Speaking of married... I have some news for you... Chris and I are expecting our first baby in October! We're both very excited. We had our first ultrasound yesterday, it was the most incredible thing I have ever seen. There is actually a little kid in there! Mini Cooper's baby page, with pictures, will be updated as we go along. Enjoy :)
coop I was looking at pictures of the protest on SF Indymedia and I found my arm! I'm in the black and white checked coat in the picture and all you can see is my arm and my knee. And the cup of coffee that's in the pocket of my coat. my arm protesting anyhoo. there are a bunch of pictures on that site, Jimmy, if you want to look at them. The pages load really slowly (even on the T-1 at work) because no one saved their pics for the web, they're all kinda big files. Here are a couple of them. These are kinda random, but whatever. 1 2 3 Anyhoo. I went out and protested again tonight, but it was much smaller today. Although they did still arrest over 400 people today. Anyhoo, we just marched up from Civic Center through the Castro and the Mission and back downtown. I split off when we got back by my house because I was tired and the cops (who had been following us the whole way) were REALLY starting to swarm and I didn't want to get arrested again. When I got home I found out that they had cordoned off several hundred protestors in the Western Addition and arrested everyone. So I'm glad that I went home when I did because I think they were looking to do that to us downtown as well. Ah, well. Tomorrow is another day and another demonstration. peace
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians It must be "bed stink" day, Jimmy. My poor kitty, who was spayed on Wednesday, peed on my bed yesterday evening. I had 5 blankets on my bed, but the pee soaked through each of them, the sheet, the mattress pad, and left an unmistakable scent on the mattress itself. It was too late to wash the blankets, so I dug out my 3 remaining clean blankets, and let some baking soda sit on the mattress for a while before remaking the bed for sleep. When I woke up in the morning, she had peed on it again, so I spent most of my day today washing 8 blankets, 2 sheets, and the mattress pad. I would have preferred using the time for more productive things, but ah well. At least my kitty seems to be in good spirits, and her incision is looking good. I hope her bedwetting is over with because I have a lot to do other than hang out in the laundromat. Anyhow, good luck with improving your fungus shui.
Anna  Something grand should happen this weekend. I'm moving the effing fouton into my closet and I will resume sleeping on the paper thin straw mat again. I'm going to concentrate only on music and math for a little while. I have to clean up this room! It's vile. I just purchased 100 ft of cord and will begin recording piano again. It oughtta be fun. Eric and Rachel are coming over for some music and E & R. update 03.21.03, 3.10 pm I moved the fouton. Underneath for some reason, it had been molding. The hardwoord floor tiles had warped beneath it too. It was like some sort of concentrated evil. Now I don't know what to do. I used bleach spray on the underside of the fouton. I wonder if I should just throw it away? Disgusting? Maybe...but I think it's from having a shower in my room and sleeping with the door closed. 
jimmy I didn't bring a camera to the protest because the digital camera that I have really belongs to my work and I didn't want to be responsible for other people's stuff when I was there. it's a good thing too because it probably would have gotten fucked up when the cops were dragging me down the sidewalk. So I don't have pictures, but there shouldn't be any shortage of them out there. Everyone else had a camera. Some guy took pictures of me getting dragged across the sidewalk by the cops. I tried to look appropriately dramatic, which wasn't too hard because it's not that comfortable to have your arms handcuffed behind your back and then be dragged by your armpits. They were meaner to Josh though. They threw him down and knelt on him while they handcuffed him and were just generally rougher and meaner to him. And he's my exact size. I told Josh that I thought that they weren't as mean to me because they probably noticed the tattoo on the inside of my wrist that says "fragile" when they were handcuffing me, and even though Josh has the same tattoo, the "f" on his is kind of fucked up and looks like a "c" instead so they probably thought it said "cragile" and didn't realize that they needed to be gentle with him too. hee hee... Anyhoo, I gave my hacksaw blade to the girl that I sawed free from her handcuffs. I just got her out of one cuff and then gave her the blade and took off. It's hard to cut people free because you kind of have to cut them too if their handcuffs are too tight. but Josh got another blade from someone as well, so I'll see if he still has it. I should have kept my handcuffs, but I threw them in the bushes when we were running because I didn't want any incriminating evidence on me. I went back down to the protest last night around 8pm because there was a candlelight vigil going on at Civic Center. But when I got there the vigil wasn't really going on anymore. There were still roving bands of people marching around the city but it was more random and anarchistic. There was a larger percentage of people out who weren't marching for peace, but who just wanted to fuck shit up and own the streets. So Josh and our friend Kristi and I were marching around with our candles trying not to get sucked into random violence or arrested by the less patient cops. Lots of people took our picture as the three of us walked around with our candles, but then one guy came up to us and said that from a distance it looked like we were holding molotov cocktails. eek. Of course that may have just been where his mindset was. Anyhoo we left around 10pm because it was seeming too sketchy and I didn't want to get arrested again or involved in some riot. We stopped for a bit when we were walking home so that Josh could film all of the helicopters that were flying around. Kristi and I were sitting on the ground holding the candles and these two French guys came up to us to thank us for protesting. One of them lives in SF now and plays in some 60 piece jazz orchestra ensemble thingy. His name was Blessed Marvelous Herve. Which it really was because he showed me his driver's license. hee hee! So he said that he wanted to sing Kristi and I a song and he sang us "My Way" and then he sang some other song about love and joy. It was great. A really lovely way to end our peace march. Much better than anarchy in the streets. Not that I mind anarchy in the streets, but i do mind it when it's piggybacked on something that's supposed to be about peace and integrity. Anyhoo, there are more protests today, but not like yesterday. The cops aren't letting people into the streets, but last I heard the sidewalks were getting so full of protestors that it looked like the cops might not be able to maintain that. So we shall see what happens. Oh, and the office politics are quite different where I work Awwa, but then I work for a social justice non-profit. One of the staff emails that went out earlier this week was a "What To Do If You Get Arrested Protesting" email (e.g. do you take a citation or do jail solidarity?) And there were two other people that I work with who got arrested as well. I was the only one that escaped though. It's made me kind of infamous around here, rumors were flying that I actually got arrested twice. So yeah, my work is supportive. But then not everyone here necessarily feels the same way that I do, but what's good about it is that my work is really conscientious about respecting everyone's opinions. Which is most important.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Office Politics Sadly, the shut-down you guys had in San Fran didn't go so well here in Richmond, VA, the conservative capital of the East. We had a rally, some folks tried to block Main St, right in our financial district. But as with San Diego, Richmond tends to be more conservative and "troop supporting." Heh! What is troop supporting about sending them to war (good point Jimmy!)? We actually had many anti-war protestor, protestors! Including a few from my office, one whose sign was quoted in our paper, "Get a job, you hippies [go Army]." (The "go Army" part was on his sign, but not quoted in the paper.) Here's the article: 100 gather downtown to protest I had intended to wear my beret during the day yesterday, as a show of support for France and the whole anti-war side. But the two times I put it on, made it clear that the sentiment around me, was almost arm-breaking serious against any such show of "anti-war (and thus anti-troop)" protest support! I was in fear for my job, which might move a little bit up, if I get my boss's (soon to move to Florida) job. There is a palpable physical threat to all of this aggressive behavior. If it hasn't touched most of America yet, it will sooner or later! What the go along with the herd crowd doesn't realize is that it will end making things worse for them as well. Then it occurs to me that the reason we aren't getting through could be that they are unable to be touched by reason. I know that sounds cruel, as though I tease or demean them. But that isn't what I mean. It might just be that the only way that they can relate is through physically aggressive behavior, which usually manifests itself in violence. Here's a story about an ex-marine that I read yesterday. The famous one in the tower. Read to the end where they print his list. If that's the level that he and many like him are thinking on, then humanity may not have a chance at all: Texas Tower The protestors gathered again today and even more anti-anti-war protestors showed-up. I am beginning to sense what the kids in the sixties must have felt, facing something that's too big for me to change. What's that quote, "Power is never given, it must be taken!" Or something like that. Like the only way to get them to stop is to stop them! I hope this hasn't been too dismal. I'm really happy for those who have had successful protests and are getting heard! It's important! I will continue to make as many statements to reason as I can, though the ears around me hear only one tune! But we may have a long way to go yet! Viva la Pax! Awwa \A/
Aw oh, i read both here & there. the conversation here often goes waaaay over my head, so i don't say much. but i'm here! [g]
Vicki I found the link on your lj, Vicki, so you caught me. Speck. I want a picture of the hacksaw blade, and hell...don't you have a digital camera? Maybe you have a webcam. I sure would love to see pictures though. I mean, not just of the blade, but the whole affair. If possible. Maybe. San Diegans have tried a few things, but the bottom line about San Diego is that it's a consevative military town. No matter how many universities, beach communities or jazz clubs exist in it, it will always behave like a military town during times like this. Like the time the Republican party had their convention here, and the SDPD gave all the homeless people downtown bus tickets to Arizona. They forced them out of town. They all made their way back, of course.
jimmy You definitely made the news in Pittsburgh, Speck. In between the incessant war coverage, there was a good 15 second blurb with footage of teh Golden Gate Bridge that said basically, 'Oh, yeah, and besides the war in Iraq, all hell has broken loose in San Francisco'. And apparently Milan as well. Always the trendy fashion centers. Go Figure. It was funny, I saw it on t.v and yelled aloud, 'Oh Shit, Speck's in jail!.' Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Al Hirschfeld died earlier this year, the only famous artist I ever met. His work got a postage stamp in the classic illustrators series, even while he was alive. The advantages of living to 99. Anyway, I've been meaning to post the link to this San Francisco artist for awhile. It intrigued me. Sigh. Whar. What's it good for. Hah - absolutely nuthin'. At least we're on the kickin' ass side and not the being ass-kicked side. Aren't we?
jeffron x oh, i saw that optimus prime article! i loved it so much, i put the link into my lj. what pleased me most was that the general at the pentagon wrote to say he was glad to have the commander of the autobots under his command. (more than meets the eye!)
Vicki I just had the best day today! I skipped work today and went downtown to the emergency protest this morning at 7am. We fucking shut the city down! It was totally great. People were taking over intersections all over the city and especially downtown starting from around 6am. At least that was when I got up and turned on the radio and heard that the intersection at 18th and Valencia had already been shut down and that people were streaming downtown. So Josh and I cruised down there and sat in an intersection on Market street in the Financial district with a bunch of people. Traffic was all fucked up and more and more people kept coming out to protest and then the cops started arresting us. So I got handcuffed (with plastic zip tie handcuffs) and dragged down the street (I wouldn't make it easy for them) and tossed in a penned off area on the sidewalk. hee hee! We were in there for awhile while they chainsawed the people apart who were linked by these metal arm tube things and tossed them in the pen with us. But as it got more crowded in the pen, Josh and I got backed up against this low wall and I managed to squeeze one of my hands out of my handcuff and someone slipped me a hacksaw blade and I sawed through Josh's handcuffs and we hopped over the wall and ran away. hee hee hee!!! Not only arrested, but busted out as well! It was fucking great! Some girl ran with us but she was still handcuffed so I sawed her free and we all went on our way and rejoined the protest. There were THOUSANDS of people there and the cops had no control. We shut down the financial district all day. We controlled every intersection all the way down Market and the best that the cops could do was try to push people out of one, but then we'd move to another. And once the cops would get us out of an intersection, then the cops would hold it while we took another one, but traffic would still be blocked at the cop's intersection so everything was just fucked up in general. And people were taking Mission street and Union Square and Civic Center as well. They were calling it a fluid guerrilla prostest. MASS civil disobedience. Over 1000 people were arrested. It's still going on too. I finally left at 4:00pm because I was exhausted after marching all day. and that was the cool thing. We just kept moving all over the city. They were telling people who worked in the financial district not to come into work because we had it all shut down. It was excellent. So much really phenomenal energy and we had the cops on the run. They couldn't do anything and when they tried to split the march in the afternoon they FAILED. This thin line of cops got stuck in the middle of thousands of people pressed up on either side of them and we had a standoff until they backed down and took off. har. And it was mostly peaceful except for a few agro cops that I saw go after people. I saw this one cop break a woman's arm with his billy club. They were backing us up and she was moving but it was crowded and he just started beating on her. Her arm was sick all purple and wrong looking. And then some other cop on that line was beating some big black guy in the ribs too. But of course everyone got everything on film and the cops backed down because the crowd flipped out when that happened. anyhoo it was great. The protest I mean, not the woman getting her arm broken. Oh and protestors shut down the Golden Gate Bridge today, and right now they're blocking one of the downtown entrances to the Bay Bridge. Oh wait, and now they're blocking the first off ramp from the Bay Bridge in the city. My god! hee!!! And apparently it's going to go on tomorrow, too. Whew!! It was so fucking incredible to be part of such a huge and successful war protest! sheesh! but man oh man am I exhausted. Although part of me wants to go back down there if I get the energy back up. We'll see... woo hoo! power to the peaceful
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians And why not?
jimmy Hehee, super, Jimmy. Awwa, I'm glad you enjoyed the info about Jack. I'm quite fond of his work, and he was really endearing in person.
Anna  anagram, screen kiss, xyz_theory, and the strange bean A rare occurrence in which four super-heroes amass without intervention by the forces of evil. Citizens looked on with confidence.
jimmy This might sound narcissistic, Heh! Well I am "guilty as charged!" (John Leguisamo quote). I mean this for all struggling people, individuals, who want/who need to express themselves... It's not that it can be done. It's not that I can do it. It's not that it must be done. It's just that I do it. Okay so, I'm not getting a Nike kickback. But while at the local bar, I wrote a whole pile of crap, stream of consciousness, sentilating prose/poetry/philosophy/prophesy/drunken meanderings. That's a tidbit gleened tonight, night of, while it was still smoking, Heh! More to follow. But I'm still seething from today's actions! Here are a few earlier meanderings: War is Murder! (the best decription of the circumstance) War is Mass Murder! (elaborating) There was a sticker posted under the "No Trun On Red" sign at a commuted corner, which said, "No War." It was perfectly placed, so that the eye read, "No Trun On Red" "No War." It was a favorite corner for my morning commute. Then some individual (okay Jimmy, I get the point), took it upon theirself to tear-off the top part, so that the sticker just read, "War." I respect both individuals' freedom of expression. I happen not to agree with the latter. And now the corner is not nearly so sweet to turn. "Thou Shallt Not Kill!" (unless the president of the united states says to do so) "My Momma always said, 'Stupid is as stupid does.'" -Gump- Hidee Hey, Hidee Ho; Today it's off to war we go! Hidee Ho, Hidee Hi; Today someone is going to die! Palin> "You can't have an argument, simply by taking a contradictory position!" Cleese> "Yes you can!" The Terrorists are in your head. The Terrorists are in your bed. The Terrorists are kept well fed. When you eat your daily bread. Okay and that doesn't even take into account any of the beer stream of consciousness writing, which still will/might come later. But it is way much of my stream of consciousness from earlier today (while still lucid)! Annoucer 1> "Who ordered that air strike that started us earlier than we were planning?" Annoucer 2> "Brian, not right now, we're in a war..."" (quoted just now off of NBC) Peace is a never beginning war. (Awwa, just now) Awwa \A/ (PS Anna, thanks for that URL. I did not know the man, Jack Goldstein, nor did I know his Art. Yet from a few cursuory searches on the web, I have found a kindred spirit. At least I appreciate what he seemed to be reaching for. I identify with it. Perhaps he was stating the obvious in subtle ways, but hindsight is 20/20. We can see what he was saying now. May he rest in peace.)
Aw Speaking of artists who go unappreciated...I just got some sad news. Jack Goldstein committed suicide last week. I had a meeting with him in my studio about 2 or 3 weeks ago, and I noticed that he wasn't all there. He shook a lot and asked me things that I'd just told him. But he was a remarkable artist, and he probably really needed a rest from all of the pain. The obituary is in the NY Times today. http://www.nytimes.com/2003/03/19/obituaries/19GOLD.html?ex=1049116360&ei=1&en=8cf0157eef7d5c92
Anna Well, I'm a...  narcissistic Which Personality Disorder Do You Have? brought to you by Quizilla Like you didn't already know, Heh! But hey, at least us Narcissists have brains! Yes we have more than spinal cords and use these nerve bundles to determine that if we care about our clothing at all, it has to be neat and, or black, Heh! We care about what others think of us, but more importantly, what we think of ourselves! We would never march to another's drum, on the mere principle, that our drum is much prettier, if somewhat out of rhythm. But seriously folks, how can we go by a few simple psyche slanted multipole choice questions? I need a barage of complex, infinitely variable questions to define the intricacies of my disorder! Ahahahahaha! Yea, Bush is stupid, the war is stupid, the blind support for the war is stupid, the biggotry spawned against those against the war is stupid! See I can say that all of these are stupid, cause sorta like Jimmy, I have a schitzo side (which I cleverly kept hidden from that silly test, MuWahahaha!); which makes me more brilliant than the sun split open with sugar sprinkled on it! HA! And as for using lip balm on a toe sore, Heh! Have ya tried using Tucks wrapped around the toe to reduce swelling and help relieve the pain? Oh I am ful of it today! The what will be, as what will be, will be what will be, as what it is! We thoughtfully seek answers to problems, suggest solutions, and then the rest do what they will. It's all we can do! It's all they can do! I liked what you said about the 'bleeding hearts and artists' being seperate from that competition for the same resources, "they simply do not see the other." And more, at least some of them see no need for that competition. Yet there are those of our species who believe that "the competition" (scarce resources or not), is the only way that humans should exist! If everyone had everything that they needed, they'd make up new things/reasons to fight/to compete! I had that conversation with a guy (somewhat conservative fellow, but not holding that against him), and his conclusion was that the competition is necessary. Whereas I believe that if most of our needs were fullfilled, if resources were plentiful enough and renewable, then there'd be less reason or need for the competition. I believe that the Arts (at least some of them), can exist without any form of competition imposed on them. That in some cases it's the survival of the fittest idea, that destroys the actual beauty that already exists. He couldn't conceive of the idea that to me the goal wasn't who was the best competitor, but who was the best at whatever skill or discipline was being addressed, that was important. Like all Bill Gates, presenting whatever schlock could be jumbled together, in whatever misshapened form for presentation, in the time allowed that would still allow you to beat-out the competition. That seemed to be the way that he envisioned the world. It's like someone who is good at Art, but not good at business has no chance to be seen or appreciated, or if they do become recognized, that someone else will always be there, beating down the door, to beat them out! I-YEE! Sorry, that was a lot of baggage! I'll prolly have to edit this later. Or wait, maybe I'll delete it, Heh! I just can't make up my mind. I like seeing my own words, but are they really as brilliant as I deserve that they be, Heh! L8r G8rs! Awwa \A/
Aw I'm schizotypal too. There was a different quiz that we all did back in the old chair days that was more descriptive - I think I ended up being hysterical schizoid or something like that. egads.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Hey, I'm a schizotypal too. We can be schizo friends! The war thing has me feeling defeated. The other morning on NPR they had a call in program on 'women and the war'. Every pro war caller mentioned 'preventing another 9/11'. I was frustrated and yelled at the radio like a primitive man who thinks people live inside. Some how by pissing on the rest of the world and killing people we are preventing people from hating us. "He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would fully suffice. This disgrace to civilization should be done away with at once. Heroism at command, senseless brutality, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism, how violently I hate all this, how despicable and ignoble war is; I would rather be torn to shreds than be part of so base an action!" --Albert Einstein
chiefwagonburner I'm glad you didn't delete your post yet again jimmy. I'm scared and depressed. I wish your shimmering Care Bear heart could explode and rain on Iraq. Or maybe rain on D.C. and make the Super Villians change their evil ways. I was talking to a friend yesterday who is totally against the war, but said this disturbing thing: "If it's going to happen, then I hope that we're somehow vindicated in all of this and that Sadaam does use chemical weapons or something like that so that we'll save face with the rest of the world." eek. I don't. I don't want us to be right. I don't want the rest of the world to hate us and retaliate against us, but I don't want a bunch of people to die some horrible death and the environment to be fucked up for generations of birth defects and early deaths by cancer to come just so that we can say I told you so. There's no good way out of this and it's always the people that don't want it to happen in the first place who pay the price. Like you and me and every other schmuck on the street, but never Bush and never Sadaam. sigh. I feel so sad for the world. I read another nice thing about a heart this week on Speckled Paint, which is one of my favorite things to read every day. Shit I love a good writer. He said his heart was split open and sprinkled with sugar because of the two new baby rats that he got. How sweet. I'm not a rat fan, but I am a fan of hearts split open and sprinkled with sugar. sigh.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Did anyone listen to the security council speeches this morning? I only caught Russia's and Syria's, but wow! It's somehow comforting to hear the compelling statements against the war made by policymakers in so many other countries. But then again, it's pretty sad, because none of the words seem to stop what "we" are going to do.
Anna I've uploaded (or am still uploading) 14 pieces by Grandaddy. They're in the hive, and will be deleted in a few days. __________________ I posted this and then deleted it. Then I posted it and deleted it. Then I posted an edited version. Which I will delete, then repost, post-haste. __________________ I realize that I am just a vector for civil discontent. I appreciate our police officers and our military, and at times even our law, but you wouldn't be able to tell from the way I bitch about them. I know that those people work hard, and their lives are everyday put in danger, and I respect that many of them have a loyalty to this country that I could never have. When I rant about the fucking SUV's and the Hummers, and the gun toting right wing maniacs, I don't do so with the thought that they shouldn't be allowed to do what they do and say what they say. It's only the line crossing that I bitch about, and I guess I should watch it anytime I call people 'stupid' for their belief systems. I don't believe in subverting 'the dominant paradigm'. I never wanted to be involved in 'the systems' whose inner workings I refute and despise. I have always spoken of the status quo in terms of second-order changes which would shatter the current world economic system, and yet...here I am, bitching about Bush and this war, when I truly have no idea what is going on in Iraq. I can bitch about the lopsided representation by a war mongering media, but even in this, my opinions are delivered by a journalistic minority which are themselves subject to the same dynamic pressures which form the predicate of my invectives against mass media. Chomsky's propaganda model is a map, and there is a harsh reality which transcends this map. All maps, however, all descriptions are idealized representations...reality is either prettier or uglier. In the case of the media, reality is just 'pretty ugly'. That is the thing with 1984. We discover that the radical view, the malcontent view, the minority which raged against the machine and broke all of the rules of sex and thought were merely one of the many gears which made the system function so very well. They were part of the machine. Without them, without their persistence and capacity for 'thought crime', the sheep would have nothing to avoid, no examples of thoughts to push out of their minds, nothing to have rage about. Anger clouds the mind and makes it so much easier to settle into the rut of your beliefs. Without anger, the skinhead wouldn't exist. The skinhead has a lot to be angry about, and many of the issues he takes up with boot and brass knuckle are legitimate in his anger, but trivial, meaningless and incredibly distorted when looked at with a clear head and a sense of peace. Bush's speeches are delivered entirely in New Speak. "The tyrant will soon be gone," "The day of your liberation is near". I can just imagine the president's speech writers and his coaches cringing when he makes it so obvious because he doesn't have the talent or understanding to make it sound a little more casual. His atrocious oratory style and difficulty with english really shows itself during his speeches, and you can see that he is coached to place emphasis and importance on words like "tyrant" and "liberation" and phrases like "time of our choosing" and "axis of evil". The writers probably don't want him to place so much emphasis on them, but what can they do? They're working with a coke head. I can't hate Bush. I don't know how the system really works. I don't know who is really in charge. I don't know who calls the shots for sure. But I do know that if the country were really and truly run by a single person, even a highly intelligent person, it would surely run itself directly into the ground. If that is what we're doing now, and it seems it is, well then it'll make me believe the president truly has more clout than I'd originally guestimated. I don't know about anything anymore, except that the human nature is not necessarily pressed against the template of war. Human nature is so incredibly malleable that it hardly seems to pay off to proclaim that a 'human nature' even exists. We know that historically and prehistorically, human beings have fought wars with one another only when they are in spatial and geographic competition for the same resources and there is a clear distinction between one group and another. The 'us and them' must be clearly established. -But this is the easiest part. I suppose that is why war is so mind boggling for the 'bleeding hearts and artists' (thank you Pink Floyd). They simply do not see the other. And who can blame them? Ignorance of 'the other' may be the only form of ignorance beneficial to the human race. If the planet wanted to save itself and was truly a system seeking equilibrium, it would produce this form of ignorance in viral form...some sort of pathogen which shuts down all the parts of the human mind connected with war. Of course...this is a bizarre and poorly thought out science-fiction plot suitable only for 2 am broadcasts hosted by women with prosthetic pointy ears, a cup size with multiple D's, and a shitload of bad puns. The reality that I want for the world has been relegated to plot ideas for non-selling pulp novels. If I were a Care Bear, a shimmering heart would explode from my chest and rain on Iraq. First Iraq, then the world. I'm supposed to be writing music right now. Instead, I'm mucking up the forum. Most of you will see this in the morning when you show up to work. I think that by then, I'll be having coffee and trying to convince myself not to delete this post. And it just seems appropriate to share the following with the rest of the class.  schizotypal Which Personality Disorder Do You Have? brought to you by Quizilla
jimmy I've been deleting the spam in my yahoo account without checking which of the pop addresses it's been going to, so I'm not sure. I'll try to check in the next onslaught. YES, there are bots out there doing just what you said. To avoid it, you can try spelling out your email addrs like this: fuckyou at xenius dot org. I got a virus hoax email today. The file, called jdbgmgr.exe, is a legitimate file and not a virus. http://www.symantec.com/avcenter/venc/data/jdbgmgr.exe.file.hoax.html Jeffron, the lip balm might help some, but pure vit E will be more swift. If you decide to stick with the lip balm, you don't have to completely dedicate the tube to your toes alone. Just use your finger or swabs or some other intermediary application device. :)
Anna I am proud of myself. You see, if I do this, I can make it look like I somehow hang out with people at AdBusters...you know, like a name dropper at some party. Then I'm like, totally cool. Everytime I ask this, noone answers...is anyone else getting spam at their xenius accounts? I've noticed something about the spam...It's being read directly off of the website. Basically, if the email address has been written in text, it will get spam. Are there bots out there that search for the fuckyou@xenius.org format and just send mail to it? I think I have proof that the answer is "yes", and I find that disturbing.
jimmy URGENT WHITE HOUSE UPDATE Washington Post - March 12, 2003 Washington, DC (Reuters) A tragic fire has destroyed the personal library of President George W. Bush. Both of his books have been lost. The president is reportedly devastated -- apparently, he had not finished coloring the second one. ALSO IN THE NEWS: The White House announced today that it is changing its emblem to a condom because it more clearly reflects the Republican Party's stance. A condom accepts inflation, halts production, destroys the next generation, protects a bunch of pricks, and gives you a sense of security while you're actually getting screwed. Thanks to Stacie (I think Dave Barry is taking over my brain) Thanks for the toe advice Anna. I think I have a tube of lip balm that contains Vitamin E. Would that work? And yes, if I use it, I will relabel it 'toe balm' to ensure I don't use it on my lips afterwards. As for the eggs, this is day 6 after 'best by'. Perhaps I will eat them tonight.
jeffron x Jeffron, the blisterish thing sounds like something that could be remedied with Vitamin E oil. If you can, get a small bottle of the stuff, and rub your toe with it for several days, a couple of times each day. I think it will help. There are some really good tea tree oil foot sprays out there too (probably have to go to the health food store to find it) that can help with any kind of fungal action among the toes of Jeffron x.
Anna BIG URGENT TOE UPDATE Ever since I came across the The Stinky Feet Diaries last week, I've been worried about my foot. I've got this blister. At least I thought it was a blister. It resembles a blister, but it looked kind of dark inside, black. And it's right next to a corn. Eew. I guess it could be blood, or pus. One is not supposed to pop blisters, is one? While I'm asking advice, someone told me once that chicken eggs are good for 7 days after the 'best by' date. Is this true? Anybody? thanks to Dave Barry (if we'd all voted for Dave, this shite wouldn't be happening)
jeffron x Awwa: I figured it would happen, but hoped for something better than this. Right now to the rest of the world sees the US as ignorant, arrogant, and conniving. Somehow I don't think isolationism is good for the empire. I am not worried about hydrogen in cars. In Canada it is quite common to have vehicles on propane. While propane (stored under pressure in tanks, liquid at aprox -40C) is not quite as unstable as hydrogen, I feel pretty sure they will work our the storage issue. As a side note, I am about 3/4 of the way through Culture Jam. It is a bit unfocused in parts, but still a great read.
chiefwagonburner If the Nazi's hadn't been so flashy, the Hindenburg might have survived. They took special care to make the zeppelin as attractive as possible, using a silvery aluminum based varnish which was not far off from the formula used for rocket fuel. Investigation into the Hindenburg disaster (which killed thirty-three people even while two hundred were on the ground beneath the 100 and something ton giant holding the moorings) by NASA engineers has proven that the aluminum based paint started the fire because of electrical discharge of some sort (it may have been weather based, I'm not sure), which is in agreement with the opinions of Nazi engineers, but I think (and I don't know history well) that they suppressed this information and insisted that the fire was unnatural. Until this point, the Hindenburg had made ten and a half succesful trips between the United States and Germany, which is phenomenal in my opinion. The fire continued to burn on the ground because of the diesel fuel and fabric from the Zeppelin itself. The hydrogen fire ended in less than a minute. Many were able to leave the Hindenburg after it hit the ground, but some weren't so lucky, and were killed by falling debris or ground fires. What happened to the Hindenburg?
jimmy Chris, was there ever any doubt? Their rush to war is tantamount to not waiting (nor wanting) to reveil how few Weapons of Mass Destruction Saddam actually has. Given the time and resources, we might find that Iraq has no more weapontry than any other similar sized country. Oh wait, this was never about reason. Rather reason was abandoned in the hysteria of "TERROR!" And all that to hide their lust for OIL! A friend and I were talking about how Bush has pushed the war with Iraq on the premise that Iraq has violated UN resolutions. So what does Bush reasort to when the UN doesn't go along with him? He doesn't wait for the UN to back him, he doesn't do what the UN is asking that he do, he violates any possible UN concensus, negating any meaning to his original premise. If the UN doesn't matter, then how can he demand Iraq obey it? Alas, as I said, it isn't about reason. It's lust/greed masked in fear. Oh and I just saw the other link about the US bugging UN delegates' offices and intercepting their email. That's just wrong! And the US controlled media turning away, well, I guess the words, "The Weapons of Mass Media have been harnessed" ring true! Tsk! The Conspiracy is much larger than we can imagine! And thanks Chris for the Hydrogen article link. I fully understand the need for a different energy resource, one that's cleaner and renewable. But that article still didn't make clear some of my concerns. I should do my own homework. The article did clarify some of the ideas. I guess I'm still concerned about the safety of handling hydrogen (lest we forget the lesson of the Hindenberg), and whether it's truly renewable. I understand using it as a delivery system, and it's seeming endless supply, but could we affect the environment in ways as yet unforeseen, perhaps disturbing the distribution of hydrogen in our ecosphere if nothing else. I'm aquainted with the periodic table and the implication that hydrogen, being the smallest, simpliest element, means that essentially other elements or molecules could be broken down to release hydrogen. What I'm not clear on is how easy is that process, whether the elements and molecules broken down are renewable, whether there is a fixed amount of hydrogen in the world, of which we'd eventually run out of, etc, etc, etc... If someone asked you to support using water as a fuel (implying that water would be changed or reduced in the process, thus in affect using it up), would the idea still sound so good? And Coop! Ahahahaha! That looked like a lot of fun! I'm glad you escaped to be back with us. But the micro-cosim (sp?) that you witnessed appeared to be entirely amusing, at least from an observer's POV. Little boys with big trucks and toys, Heh! Ah, I remember... *sigh!* Something tells me that the nephew will have many great birthdays! Especially having them so close to St. Patty's Day! Or am I misaluding to cultural origins? I'd love to check-out the movie, but alas, my 56K connection, means it'd take hours, nay, days, nay, months to down-load! If you have the chance, please drop me a CD. I'll email the address. And back to gloomier topices, No more war! No more Bush! Happy St. Patty's Day! Peace All! Awwa \A/
Aw Looks like war is coming. Yehaw.
chiefwagonburner Xenius Agent Escapes from Mob of Little Boys Hell Bent on Birthday Cake Despite some violent protests from Junior Agent (and elder nephew) K-1 when he realized it was, in fact, his little brother Agent K-2's birthday, and not his own, Agent Cooper enjoyed herself greatly. Esp. check out the movie (10 mb) for a cameo appearance proving her survival. That's what I was doing this weekend..... any more excuses? hehe
coop THEIR VOICES HAVE BEEN SILENCED! Oh, the Humorlessness of it all! Have the members of Xenius.Org been rounded-up into concetration camps? Has the Department of Total Information Awareness acted swiftly and precisely, eliminating yet another thret to the American people? What else might explain the Total Information Absence for the last 3 days on the Xenius boards? Experts say they've seen similar situations in third world countries, where governments don't care about basic freedoms. But it is a new direction this American administration has taken to impose the same laws in the "Land of the Free." Said one steel worker, "I've never seen steel bent like that" referring to the Statue of Liberty, which has now, "assumed the position." It is theorized that the pre-emptive strike occurred sometime around midday Thrusday, March 13th, 2003; the last Xenius fundamentalist's post happening at 2:27pm (PST). "We must stop the spread of dissatisfied, non-conformist information!" Bush said in a statement. "If the peole of this great land are to continue to enjoy a state of Total Ignorant Awareness; we the government must silence the voices of the infidels! The Weapons of Mass Media have been harnessed. Now it is our duty to comprimise the Internet! Afterall, everyone knows that freedom of speech is only meant for those who have no opinions!" A watered down, spam intensive version of the Interent is expected out later this year. Bugs included of course! In other news, I guess this is the Quiet Before the War! It is some scarey times we're living in! And the scariest part of it is that we don't know how much longer we're going to be living it. Life has its own way of working this stuff out. It's sad that often, it is only worked-out after much suffering. If more people were willing to accept others differences, willing to act in rational, thoughtful ways; the hysteria of "Terrorism" would pale in the face of the many other inequities in the world. I start to doubt that wanting the right things to happen, the elevation of all peoples in mtual respect, love, peace and happiness; is worth working toward, worth seeking, worth speaking-out for... then Bush opens his mouth again and I start screaming "STOP THE MADNESS! I took Thursday, Friday and am taking Monday off from work, due to the impending loss of the third worker in my department. Once my boss has left, there will be only two of us who do what we do, and that means day crew and night crew. Alas, I'd hoped to get somethings done during my "vacation." But then sometimes ya have to do nothing, to really appreciate "time-off." I hope everyone is well. Peace y'all! Oh and... HAPPY SAINT PATTY'S DAY! Awwa \A/
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