Monday, October 31, 2011
A short film put together by Matt McLennen, of RMIT, featuring me acting like a drunken fool for about 10 minutes. I have debated long and hard about weather i wanted to share a video of my self with you dudes but i think Matt captured the night well, and while im certain many people will think I”m some kind of Egomaniac asshole, take from this what you will.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Could you live on $8 or $9 dollars an hour? A computer game made by the Urban Ministries of Durham in North Carolina and an advertising firm called McKinney lets you play out life with a low-wage job as a single mom. The objective is to make it a month, juggling getting a job, rent, a place to live, food and coping with the costs of repairs, things for your child, insurance, etc.. Actually a very hard game to play and full of reminders of the difficulties of life on that kind of salary.
A 36-year-old Texas man has pleaded not guilty to battery charges after allegedly attacking his estranged wife for failing to "Like" a status update he posted to Facebook.
Benito Apolinar had posted an update to his Facebook page about the anniversary of his mother's death. Angry that the post had elicited no response from his wife of 15 years, he confronted her after dropping off their children at her home in Carlsbad, New Mexico on Tuesday.
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"That's amazing everyone 'Likes' my status but you, you're my wife. You should be the first one to 'Like' my status," he allegedly told her before punching her in the cheek and pulling her hair. He was reportedly under the influence of alcohol at the time.
Apolinar was arrested the same evening of the incident. He is scheduled to appear in court on December 22.
The Truman Show delusion is a type of persecutory/grandiose delusion in which patients believe their lives are staged plays or reality television shows. The term was coined in 2008 by brothers Joel and Ian Gold, a psychiatrist and a neurophilosopher, respectively, after the 1998 film The Truman Show. It is not officially recognized and is not listed in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of the American Psychiatric Association.[1] Truman Syndrome may be a related condition.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
“Why?” by Bob Flangan
Because it feels good; because it gives me an erection; because it makes me come; because I’m sick; because there was so much sickness; because I say FUCK THE SICKNESS; because I like the attention; because I was alone a lot; because I was different; because kids beat me up on the way to school; because I was humiliated by nuns; because of Christ and the Crucifixion; because of Porky Pig in bondage, force-fed by some sinister creep in a black cape; because of stories of children hung by their wrists, burned on the stove, scalded in tubs; because of Mutiny on the Bounty; because of cowboys and Indians; because of Houdini; because of my cousin Cliff; because of the forts we built and the things we did inside them; because of what’s inside me; because of my genes; because of my parents; because of doctors and nurses; because they tied me to the crib so I wouldn’t hurt myself; because I had time to think; because I had time to hold my penis; because I had awful stomachaches and holding my penis made it feel better; because I felt like I was going to die; because it makes me feel invincible; because it makes me feel triumphant; because I’m a Catholic; because I still love Lent, and I still love my penis, and in spite of it all I have no guilt; because my parents said BE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE, and this is what I want to be; because I’m nothing but a big baby and I want to stay that way, and I want a mommy forever, even a mean one, especially a mean one; because of all the fairy tale witches, and the wicked stepmother, and the stepsisters, and how sexy Cinderella was, smudged with soot, doomed to a life of servitude; because of Hansel, locked in the witch’s cage until he was fat enough to eat; because of “O” and how desperately I wanted to be her; because of my dreams; because of the games we played; because I’ve got an active imagination; because my mother bought me Tinker Toys; because hardware stores give me hard-ons; because of hammers, nails, clothespins, wood, padlocks, pullies, eyebolts, thumbtacks, staple-guns, sewing needles, wooden spoons, fishing tackle, chains, metal rulers, rubber tubing, spatulas, rope, twine, C-clamps, S-hooks, razor blades, scissors, tweezers, knives, pushpins, two-by-fours, Ping-Pong paddles, alligator clips, duct tape, broomsticks, barbecue skewers, bungie cords, sawhorses, soldering irons; because of tool sheds; because of garages; because of basements; because of dungeons; because of The Pit and the Pendulum; because of the Tower of London; because of the Inquisition; because of the rack; because of the cross; because of the Addams Family playroom; because of Morticia Addams and her black dress with its octopus legs; because of motherhood; because of Amazons; because of the Goddess; because of the moon; because it’s in my nature; because it’s against nature; because it’s nasty; because it’s fun; because it flies in the face of all that’s normal (whatever that is); because I’m not normal; because I used to think that I was part of some vast experiment and that there was this implant in my penis that made me do these things and that allowed THEM (whoever THEY were) to monitor my activities; because I had to take my clothes off and lie inside this plastic bag so the doctors could collect my sweat; because once upon a time I had such a high fever that my parents had to strip me naked and wrap me in wet sheets to stop the convulsions; because my parents loved me even more when I was suffering; because surrender is sweet; because I was born into a world of suffering; because I’m attracted to it; because I’m addicted to it; because endorphins in the brain are like a natural kind of heroin; because I learned to take my medicine; because I was a big boy for taking it; because I can take it like a man; because, as somebody once said, HE’S GOT MORE BALLS THAN I DO; because it is an act of courage; because it does take guts; because I’m proud of it; because I can’t climb mountains; because I’m terrible at sports; because no pain, no gain; because spare the rod and spoil the child; because you always hurt the one you love.
"All the information I’ve found on this image claims that the person held a grenade between his hands up against his face in order to kill himself. While his head and hands are definitely obliterated, I’m pretty sure a hand grenade would have created more debris and destruction around the body, as well as would have displaced his body way more."
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Gary McKinnon hacked thousands of government computers
A few months after the World Trade Center attacks, a strange message appeared on a U.S. Army computer: "Your security system is crap," it read. "I am Solo. I will continue to disrupt at the highest levels."
Solo scanned thousands of U.S. government machines and discovered glaring security flaws in many of them. Between February 2001 and March 2002, Solo broke into almost a hundred PCs within the Army, Navy, Air Force, NASA, and the Department of Defense. He surfed around for months, copying files and passwords. At one point he brought down the U.S. Army's entire Washington, D.C., network, taking about 2000 computers out of service for three days. U.S. attorney Paul McNulty called his campaign "the biggest military computer hack of all time."
But despite his expertise, Solo didn't cover his tracks. He was soon traced to a small apartment in London. In March 2002, the United Kingdom's National Hi-Tech Crime Unit arrested Gary McKinnon, a quiet 36-year-old Scot with elfin features and Spock-like upswept eyebrows. He'd been a systems administrator, but he didn't have a job at the time of his arrest; he spent his days indulging his obsession with UFOs.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Psychopathic Killers: Computerized Text Analysis Uncovers the Word Patterns of a Predator
ScienceDaily (Oct. 14, 2011) — As words can be the soul's window, scientists are learning to peer through it: Computerized text analysis shows that psychopathic killers make identifiable word choices -- beyond conscious control -- when talking about their crimes.
This research could lead to new tools for diagnosis and treatment, and have implications law enforcement and social media.
The words of psychopathic murderers match their personalities, which reflect selfishness, detachment from their crimes and emotional flatness, says Jeff Hancock, Cornell professor of computing and information science, and colleagues at the University of British Columbia in the journal Legal and Criminological Psychology.
Hancock and his colleagues analyzed stories told by 14 psychopathic male murderers held in Canadian prisons and compared them with 38 convicted murderers who were not diagnosed as psychopathic. Each subject was asked to describe his crime in detail. Their stories were taped, transcribed and subjected to computer analysis.
Psychopaths used more conjunctions like "because," "since" or "so that," implying that the crime "had to be done" to obtain a particular goal. They used twice as many words relating to physical needs, such as food, sex or money, while non-psychopaths used more words about social needs, including family, religion and spirituality. Unveiling their predatory nature in their own description, the psychopaths often included details of what they had to eat on the day of their crime.
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“Unwanted Visitor: Portrait of Wildfire” by Herb Williams.
The outdoor art installation is the work of internationally-known sculptor Herb Williams of Nashville, TN. Williams will use Crayola crayons to create multiple freestanding, three-dimensional sculptures representing wildfires that are then meant to melt in the Texas weather conditions.
This is a new type of exhibition for the NRHC that will raise awareness about a serious environmental ranching concern in a very unique way, and hopefully, continue to bring more attention to the current wildfire crisi in Texas. The exhibit opens on October 7 and will run through the end of the year at NRHC.
“A variety of educational programs for children and adults will occur throughout the exhibit,” said Emily Arellano, project coordinator and manager of education at the NRHC. “The focus will include raising awareness about the causes of wildfire both environmental and human, the effects of wildfire on the environment, wildfire prevention, and the purpose of prescribed burning.”
Williams will construct the large sculptures, some eight-feet tall, onsite at the historic park and museum’s Historical Preservation Building starting a week before the installation opens. Because each sculpture is made of wax, it will melt and change shape in the hot outdoor conditions. Moreover, each piece of art will continue to be altered by blowing wind and dry conditions such as those that affect the intensity and duration of real wildfire. The colorful crayons will provide a striking contrast to the dry, brown landscape and be reminiscent of an actual wildfire.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
The Nanking Massacre or Nanjing Massacre, also known as the Rape of Nanking, was a mass murder , genocide and war rape that occurred during the six-week period following the Japanese capture of the city of Nanjing (Nanking), the former capital of the Republic of China, on December 13, 1937 during the Second Sino-Japanese War. During this period hundreds of thousands of Chinese civilians and disarmed soldiers were murdered and 20,000–80,000 women were raped by soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Army.
Sex Coins From Ancient Rome. Spintria (Ancient Roman coins with sex scenes) were used in ancient Rome to request and pay for different “services” in brothels and from prostitutes on the street. Since there were a lot of foreigners coming to the city that did not speak the language and most of the prostitutes were slaves captured from other places the coins made the transactions easy and efficient. One side of these coins showed what the buyer wanted and the other showed the amount of money to be paid for the act. (via)
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Friday, October 21, 2011
Crackpot, visionary, madman, sage: Chilean director Alejandro Jodorowsky is all of these, perhaps. His '70s-'80s series of films, including Fando y Lis, El Topo, The Holy Mountain and Santa Sangre, have typically provoked as many howls of outrage for their violent, repellant and blasphemous scenarios as they have fervent worship for their stunningly original imagery and brazen disregard for standard filmmaking contrivance.
Jodorowsky has also been a mime, a stage director, a cartoonist and comic book writer and a Tarot reader. His films are a baroquely unsane experience, an artful riot of Jungian psychology, Buddhist birth pangs, primeval ultra-carnage, the lure of the loins. They’re about mothers and fathers and faith and death and time and space and the cancer of the spirit; they’re rather twisted love letters to women and touching odes to the deformed and depraved; they are anti-war, anti-consumerist, anti-establishment and most of all anti-boredom. Their fundamentally perverse nature is cathartic in its brutal banality and utter bizarreness.
Jodorowsky’s films are like 365 days of the dead, savoring life too much not to wallow in its wormy corollary. He was, you might say, the first filmmaker to truly unite Eastern with Western, and that’s a much-imitated aesthetic for which he’s rarely given his due. He defines his art via phone from his home in Paris.
BLUEFAT: Your films have been called many things –– psychedelic spaghetti westerns, head trips, horror films –– but maybe the best way to describe them is as an ode to the power of imagination.
ALEJANDRO JODOROWSKY: It was my goal. I want to liberate my imagination and my mind with every kind of movie. That is what I wanted to do all my life.
"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
