Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
For Rulz?
Edward Mordrake was reportedly the 19th century heir to an English peerage. He supposedly had an extra face on the back of his head, which could neither eat nor speak, although it could laugh or cry. Edward begged doctors to have his “demon head” removed, because, supposedly, it whispered horrible things to him at night, but no doctor would attempt it. He committed suicide at the age of 23.
For the first time, a federal agency has recognized a medicinal use for marijuana, a significant development that may benefit medical marijuana dispensaries targeted by the US government for violating the federal prohibition of cannabis, the Washington Independent reports.
The National Cancer Institute (NCI), a division of the National Institute of Health, which itself is part of the US Department of Health and Human Services, added to its cancer treatment database an entry on the benefits of medicinal marijuana. Not only does the NCI recognize cannabis as a palliative remedy, it also went so far as to say there may be a “direct antitumor effect” from using the drug.
Extremely long exposure: Photographer endures 15-hour shoots in the wintry Australian outback to snare stunning images of star trails in the night sky
By Stephen Hull
Last updated at 1:26 PM on 30th August 2011
At first glance these spectacular swirls of colour may look like clever computer graphics or the result of faulty camera work.
They are, in fact, the product of hour after hour of painstaking night-time shooting by photographer Lincoln Harrison.
His stunning pictures of star trails across the Australian night sky were taken over periods of up to 15 hours.
Its just nice to see people enjoying what they do
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Leah Hodgson and HORROR SLEAZE AND TRASH strap on the pink ‘n white roller skates for a blast into the tattooed past.
With the sun down and the beers flowing, Leah rocks the socks off HST GIRLS with a sultry shot at Milkshakes, mannequins and me being an all round creep. From the toilet to the front window, its nothing but sexy and smooth. Regardless of how drunk and hung over we were, there will always a warm place in ours heart for a pair pretty feet under a set of rainbow stockings.
Big love to the HST crew on the day: Michael Christian (Resident HST shooter), the Kiwi Camera King, your a fucking god send and i got nothing but love for you. Leah Hodgson, You trooped through the set like a natural (and the hangover!), check out the length on the legs! Love ya work, thanks a bunch and keep knocking em down. Wild Adam and the whole crew from Side Show Tattoo’s for letting us get nutty in the store after hours, couldn’t really have had a more rad and pin up looking set, cheers! Larry Boxshall, my main squeeze, you crazy mother fuckers better be ready for this HST GIRLS DVD, its going to be a killer. Lou Lou Parsons for the dopest roller skates in Melbourne and as always D’Arne Jamieson for the after shootlasagna. Your pretty much the raddest human around.
Shout outs to Joel Boyd for the pimp status and wheelman for the day.
ITS ALL ABOUT THE FEET BABY!
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Cute head
In 2002, a forty-one-year-old German computer technician named Armin Meiwes, posted an Internet ad that read: “Wanted: Well-Built Man for Slaughter and Consumption.” Though it is impossible to conceive of a less enticing come-one, it caught the fancy of a forty-two-year-old microchip designer named Bernd-Jurgen Brandes, who showed up at Meiwes’s door, eager to be butchered. With the victim’s enthusiastic cooperation, Meiwes cut off Brandes’s penis, cooked it, then served it up for the two of them to eat together. He then stabbed Brandes through the neck, chopped up the corpse, froze certain parts for future consumption, and buried the rest. He also recorded the whole thing which was shown at trial.
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#OCCUPYWALLSTREET keeps on growing. Today marked the largest protest since the start of the movement, exactly a week ago. Signs are mounting that the authorities are starting to get increasingly anxious about the potential of the protests to spin “out of control” and go viral.
And so today, just days after Mayor Bloomberg assured protesters they would be “free to express their opinion”, the NYPD went into Mubarak mode, attacking peaceful protesters and making mass arrests of law-abiding citizens for the sole purpose of repressing political dissent. Undoubtedly, as happened in Barcelona before, the police repression will only further reinvigorate the protests.
the wall . comTuesday, September 27, 2011
UPDATE: GUEST SHOOT BY JAYCINISTA
Ben and I have been a fan of this dude’s work for quite a while now so we are fucking hyped to bring you an exclusive shoot for The TRUTH.
These grainy, voyeuristic, beautiful shots were taken with a SPONGEBOB FUCKING SQUAREPANTS CAMERA! And if these are the kind of results it can produce then you can keep your Canon, I don’t want it.
Click HERE to see the full set.
And be sure to visit Jaycinista’s GORGEOUS KILLERS tumblr.
One of the worst things that can happen to anyone's sex life is the day you wake up and realize your sexuality in no way reflects anything you've witnessed in the Hellraiser series of films. It doesn't have to be that way though. Thanks, Extreme Ass Spreader!
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7 Awesomely Creepy Pieces of Fan Art (Ladies Edition!)
We've brought you the gents (http://bit.ly/rgSogY) and they were...terrible. So now take a look at the lovely ladies. Are they terrible? Yes. Yes they are.
But that's why they're amazing . com
Monday, September 26, 2011
Photos and write up on Bobby N's Blog.
Word Perversion #1
words and photos on Bobby N'S blog . com
A Beluga whale has become a sensation at an aquarium after learning how to blow halo-shaped bubbles. The extraordinary sight was captured on camera by photographer Hiroya Minakuchi at the Shimane aquarium in Japan. He said: “This beluga started making bubble rings when she was seven. And a couple of years ago she developed her technique. Now she blows the water from her mouth to make a current, which is not visible for us underwater. She then blows air from her blow hole into the current and that makes a ring shape.”
Nash began to show signs of extreme paranoia and his wife later described his behavior as erratic, as he began speaking of characters like Charles Herman and William Parcher who were putting him in danger. Nash seemed to believe that all men who wore red ties were part of a communist conspiracy against him. Nash mailed letters to embassies in Washington, D.C., declaring that they were establishing a government.[8][9]
He was admitted to the McLean Hospital, April–May 1959, where he was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. The clinical picture is dominated by relatively stable, often paranoid, fixed beliefs that are either false, over-imaginative or unrealistic, usually accompanied by experiences of seemingly real perception of something not actually present — particularly auditory and perceptional disturbances, a lack of motivation for life, and mild clinical depression.[10] Upon his release, Nash resigned from MIT, withdrew his pension, and went to Europe, unsuccessfully seeking political asylum in France and East Germany. He tried to renounce his U.S. citizenship. After a problematic stay in Paris and Geneva, he was arrested by the French police and deported back to the United States at the request of the U.S. government.
In 1961, Nash was committed to the New Jersey State Hospital at Trenton. Over the next nine years, he spent periods in psychiatric hospitals, where, aside from receiving antipsychotic medications, he was administered insulin shock therapy.[10][11][12]
Although he took prescribed medication, Nash wrote later that he only took it under pressure. After 1970, he was never committed to the hospital again and refused any medication. According to Nash, the film A Beautiful Mind inaccurately showed him taking new atypical antipsychotics during this period. He attributed the depiction to the screenwriter (whose mother, he notes, was a psychiatrist), who was worried about encouraging people with the disorder to stop taking their medication.[13] Others, however, have questioned whether the fabrication obscured a key question as to whether recovery from problems like Nash's can actually be hindered by such drugs,[14] and Nash has said they are overrated and that the adverse effects are not given enough consideration once someone is considered mentally ill.[15][16][17] According to Sylvia Nasar, author of the book A Beautiful Mind, on which the movie was based, Nash recovered gradually with the passage of time. Encouraged by his then former wife, de Lardé, Nash worked in a communitarian setting where his eccentricities were accepted. De Lardé said of Nash, "it's just a question of living a quiet life".[18]
Nash dates the start of what he terms "mental disturbances" to the early months of 1959 when his wife was pregnant. He has described a process of change "from scientific rationality of thinking into the delusional thinking characteristic of persons who are psychiatrically diagnosed as 'schizophrenic' or 'paranoid schizophrenic'"[19] including seeing himself as a messenger or having a special function in some way, and with supporters and opponents and hidden schemers, and a feeling of being persecuted, and looking for signs representing divine revelation.[20] Nash has suggested his delusional thinking was related to his unhappiness, and his striving to feel important and be recognized, and to his characteristic way of thinking such that "I wouldn't have had good scientific ideas if I had thought more normally." He has said, "If I felt completely pressureless I don't think I would have gone in this pattern".[21] He does not see a categorical distinction between terms such as schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.[22] Nash reports that he did not hear voices until around 1964, later engaging in a process of rejecting them.[23] Nash reports that he was always taken to hospitals against his will, and only temporarily renounced his "dream-like delusional hypotheses" after being in a hospital long enough to decide to superficially conform, behave normally or experience "enforced rationality". Only gradually on his own did he "intellectually reject" some of the "delusionally influenced" and "politically-oriented" thinking as a waste of effort. However, by 1995, he felt that although he was "thinking rationally again in the style that is characteristic of scientists," he felt more limited.[19][24]
"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
