Friday, 05/22/2015

We'll come in low out of the rising sun...

Shall we dance?


May 22, 10:32 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

An Ancient Admonition To You

Mrs. Meyers:

He protested all his life long
The newspapers lied about him villainously;
That he was not at fault for Minerva's fall,
But only tried to help her.
Poor soul so sunk in sin he could not see
That even trying to help her, as he called it,
He had broken the law human and divine.

Edgar Lee Masters.


May 22, 10:08 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)


Ericka at the Deke Slayton Space & Bicycle Museum on our Epic Journey, July 11, 2008.


May 22, 11:20 AM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

They'll be doing intricate MILITARY MANEUVERS to the soundtrack from "OKLAHOMA"!!

What a pinhead:

"I hope people always question government," [former Governor Rick] Perry continued, "but don't question your military. Don't question the men and women who have put their hands up and sworn this oath to our Constitution and defended this country.”

Because government officers don't swear (or affirm) an oath.  But hey, at least we can trust the members of standing armies, just like the Framers did...


May 22, 10:15 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Let's Take Franklin's Advice

To protect kids from cis-het predators like the Duggars, we should do what Benjamin Franklin suggested Britain try on some uppity North Americans: all the Males there be castrated.

The English, whose Humanity is celebrated by all the World, but particularly by themselves, do not desire the Death of the Delinquent, but his Reformation. The Advantages arising from this Scheme being carried into Execution are obvious. In the Course of fifty Years it is probable we shall not have one rebellious Subject in North America. This will be laying the Axe to the Root of the Tree. 

It's for the good of our precious ones.


May 22, 9:53 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Such A Scandal!

Um, McPaper?

Duggars reeling from Josh's sex-abuse scandal

Last word is superfluous.  Unless they really are more upset about how it harms their image, not about the sex-abuse itself (which brought them all closer to G-d and a child-porn loving police "mentor").


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Thursday, 05/21/2015

Tickling The Dragon's Tail

Criticality's a bitch.


May 21, 11:32 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

We'll Throwback Tomorrow

From The Art of Sinking in Poetry:

Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time,
And make two lovers happy.

Alexander Pope.


May 21, 11:28 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Wednesday, 05/20/2015

Djäpana wlutju

Live it up.


May 20, 8:59 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)


Where is today's white, Harley-riding MLK?

With white citizens, officers feel it is their duty to protect the unsafe and de-escalate the situation. With Black citizens, officers, acting out of their own fear, escalate conflicts, antagonize citizens, and move swiftly to the use of tanks, tear gas, and billy clubs to subdue, even lawful and peaceful protests. What Malcolm X pointed to, and what we would do well to recapture on this week, as we, if we are brave enough, choose to remember his life, is that there is something fundamentally dishonest about a society that revels in the violence of one group while demanding non-violent compliance from another. That kind of thinking is unjust, unfair, and unproductive. And for those of us who are not white, white ignorance on these matters is not bliss.



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Tuesday, 05/19/2015

The Late Marilyn Monroe

Apparently she was just out of breath.


May 19, 10:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Trời sinh ra bác Tản Đà

The Almighty gave birth to a fellow named Tản Đà:

He has a country but no home.
He travels far and wide half of his life.
He has lots of friends, but is seldom home with his wife.
With a bag of poems he visits all three regions,
Befriending mountains and waters, frolicking with
winds and the moon.

Tản Đà.


May 19, 8:52 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

When Will Their Parents Start Controlling These Thugs?

We Jewkranians don't particularly care for Cossacks.


May 19, 6:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)

Brooskie's No Take Backsies

A mistake was made invading Iraq, really by us all.  So sorry about the fuss, now let's move on to just bombing people with drones.


May 19, 3:59 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Monday, 05/18/2015

We Is Goin' Up Among 'Em, Charlie Brown!

Suit up, Snoopy!


May 18, 11:02 PM in Mars, Bitches! | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Destiny With Men For Pieces Plays


The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

Omar Khayyam.


May 18, 10:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Sunday, 05/17/2015

Five Percent For Nothing

Yeah, man.


May 17, 10:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Happy Birthday, Edward Jenner!

Early Elegy: Smallpox:

The world has certified itself rid of
all but the argument: to eradicate or not
the small stock of variola frozen,
quarantined—a dormancy it has
refused, just once, for a woman behind a sterile
lens, her glass slide a clearest, most
becoming pane. How could it resist slipping
away with her, that discrete first pock?

Claudia Emerson.


May 17, 7:50 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)


Mex leaves a message.  I think it's still there.


May 17, 5:12 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Saturday, 05/16/2015


Emotions revealed as the ocean maid...


May 16, 10:25 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Many Minute Attentions

Various Portents:

Various dazed astronomers dilating their eyes,
Various astronauts setting out into laughterless earthlessness,
Various 5,000-year-old moon maps,
Various blindmen feeling across the heavens in braille.
Various gods making beautiful works in bronze,
Brooches, crowns, triangles, cups and chains,
And all sorts of drystone stars put together without mortar.
Many Wisemen remarking the irregular weather.
Many exile energies, many low-voiced followers,
Watches of wisp of various glowing spindles,
Soothsayers, hunters in the High Country of the Zodiac,
Seafarers tossing, tied to a star . . .

Alice Oswald.


May 16, 9:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

Now, Which End Does The Diaper Go On?

Wish I'd bought a wood chipper at Costco (via Zandar).


May 16, 7:49 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

The Wrath Of Gravity

More physics experiments.


May 16, 6:19 PM in Family Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

An Apple Watch On Everybody's Wrist

Soon there will be apps that can 3D print food right from your wrist so we won't need SNAP!  At least for people who can afford the fucking watch...


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Friday, 05/15/2015

Wish They All Could Be Buffalo Girls

But hey, who doesn't love a timber auction?


May 15, 11:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

All The Dead, Lie Down

It was not Death, for I stood up:

When everything that ticked - has stopped -
And space stares - all around -
Or Grisly frosts - first Autumn morns,
Repeal the Beating Ground -
But most, like Chaos - Stopless - cool -
Without a Chance, or spar -
Or even a Report of Land -
To justify - Despair.

Emily Dickinson.


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