For a generation taught that Sex is Death and Rain is Poison, what else is there left except for TV and incessant masturbation?
– Dr Hunter S. Thompson
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Merriam-Webster online is our friend.
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Reality check:
The algebra of infinite justice
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Europe Goes After the Cookie
Why did this get to be such a big story?
Europe is not banning cookies. They are going to require that web site’s get permission before placing them on a user’s computer. This feature is already present in all major browsers. Europe would simply be making it more obvious for non-technical users to be aware of what’s going on.
Advertisers say it will kill their business.
Um… yeah.
I guess that means that advertisers cannot do business unless they are allowed to invisably track the movements of computer users.
Well kiss my fuzzy pink ass. When I download pictures of nekkid women, I ain;t sharing with anybody.
An educated consumer is an advertisers worst nightmare. If the consumer knows exactly what they want, and what is best, advertising would no longer make a significant difference.
The advertising companies should really stop worrying. People are fucking lazy and apathetic.
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French say U.S. Yahoo ruling poses extremism risk
How soon before the first war starts over Internet content? I don’t think it will be pretty, wether it’s fought with bullets or bytes.
For now, no. You can’t allow a country to have any authority over the content on a web site not based in their jurisdiction. There is no governing body that could possible oversee such ttthings. And it would be insane for any single web site to try and meet the requirements of every sovern nation on earth.
And on a side note, god bless america. Home of the racists, maniacs, republicans, and perverts. We honor our freaks, providing then a public pulpit to hang themselves with their own words.
Suppression has never worked. France with all their anti-incitement laws, still has a worse skinhead problem than the US. Remember these are the same people that discussed restricting American television broadcasts in France because it was corrupting their language.
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Fuckin hell. I just wrote a long article on filtering software and decided I needed to erase it. Cause it was crap. The whole thing is pretty simple.
Filtering software, and the companies that make it, are lying to you.
I’m not talking about goofy glitches like when CyberPatrol banned part of the WHite House’s web site.
I’m talking about banning access to Amnesty International information. Banning access to human rights articles and web sites. Banning access to religious sites. And even shooting it’s own foot off by banning any web site, from small sites like Peacefire, to huge corporations like Time magazine, when they call into question the effectiveness and ethics of these software packages.
These site’s wont coorupt you’re children or grow hair on your palms. They might challenge you topull your head out of the sand (you thought I was gonna say ass, admit it).
Every major software package in this field claims that every site they specifically ban is first reviewed by a human being to ensure applicability. So who is the warped SOB who decided people shouldn’t know about The AIDS Quilt, the Vatican, youth soccer leagues, and breast cancer research?
And if for some reason mom and dad decided not to be the lazy slobs most corporations assume them to be, and they actually monitor their children’s habits, you may still be blocked from some sites. Because there are now Internet providers who are filtering out some sites before they even get to your computer. (And you thought you were paying for the whole internet, silly rabbit). And these arent small fry providers run by religious zealots in East Bumpafuck, Wisconsin. These are internet backbone companies like AboveNet and Teleglobe, who provide access to potentially millions.
Do yourself a favor. If you are at all responsible for computers in a public space, be it libraries, schools, offices, or otherwise, find out what you’re being protected from. Visit Peacefire.org. Read Access Denied, published by GLAAD. And check out the Internet Free Expression Alliance.
That is, unless some software blocks you from doing so.
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This is such an amazing photograph, in so many different ways.
Not the least of which making you feel like there was some good in what we did.
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Bush, Putin Agree to Slash Nuclear Arms
Ignoring the political bullshit at the end, and the very fact that these agreements mean essentially nothing in the real world as far as military and destructive capabilities, this is still one of the few stories I have read that has made me feel good in a long time.
Someone has finally pulled their head out of their ass (yes, I do say that a lot), and relized how ridiculous our nuclear arms race had become. What possible benefit was there to being able to destroy the entire world a hundred times over? How realistic was it to maintain, protect, and upgrade such a force?
The reality today is that war has changed again. Just as formation battles passed away, no longer does brute force make any sense. You cannot simply beat someone into submission any more.
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Health group targets Coke over Harry Potter
Okay. I hate big corporations as much as your next wannabe hippie redneck. But attacking Coca-Cola over their partnership with Harry Potter?
Please just pull your head out of your ass and say what you want, damnit. This is blatant opportunism to exploit their message with what is bound to be the biggest entertainment spectacle of the year.
Coca-Cola of all companies is not the devil. This is a company that sells drinks. Shitloads of drinks. Second only to the drinks, if even that far back, they sell an Americana image. Mom, apple pie, and all that jazz. Considering the tactics, marketing campaigns, and ethics of most corporations out there, this virtually makes Coke the Mother Teresa of the business world (with Ben and Jerry’s being the Pope, of course).
Forget the issue of who might sponsor the movie at all.
Has anyone from the CSPI been to a movie theatre in the last 20 years? You’d have to be blindfolded and dead to walk through a theatre’s lobby and not see a Coke advertisement, right along side every cholesterol-filled, cancer-causing substance known to man, in the form of candy bars and fake melted butter.
Yup, kids eat too much junk food. I alone kept several Chex Mix factories in business while I was in college.
Did ya see what I said there? I said “I”. I did a nasty little thing. I took responsibility for what I put in my body. I took responsibility for what I spent my money on. And when I was younger, my parents took that responsibility.
We’ll surely be arrested soon for blasphemy.
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I’ll be taking horse and buggy to New York for the holidays.
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I miss doing laundry in college.
Women don’t sneak their underwear in with my clothes any more.
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Tonight I watched the contrails pile up over the District.
(Con-trail – ‘kon-“trAl – n. – 1943 – streaks of condensed water vapor created in the air by an airplane or rocket at high altitudes)
I’d seen a couple earlier in the day out in Georgetown. But sitting in my windows at home, I watched six of them appear. And four more float over the horizon, as the sky shifted (fuck Galileo).
The problem, in case ya didn’t know, is that the District is a no-fly zone.
No commercial aircraft. That, and the contrails themselves mean there were at least 12 military jet flights over DC today. Only once before do I remember any jets flying over, and that was in relation to the September 11th attacks.
They were headed straight towards the Pentagon, though they flew well past there.
Maybe the Pakistani President should visit more often. Makes for interesting sunsets.
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More from Colonel Klink: NY1: News Beats
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‘My Fellow Americans, Let’s Roll’
You’re a sick fucker, George.
Taking the words of a man who gave up his life, with no training, no orders, and no hope, so that other people wouldn’t die. And using those words to gloss over all the heinous acts the American government has commited in the name of safety and security, in an effort to sustain support for a war on Afganastan. (Does anyone remember any more that Afganastan was not the one who directly attacked us?)
You’re a sick fucker.
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Ah h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h
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I can’t even find any election results for the NYC mayoral race. Pretty sad. Though it’s looking to be another one of those “none of the above” choices.
I saw both of the main candidates on one of the morning culture shows today. I can tbelieve how much utter asshoels they were so openly. One openly admitted to trying to buy the election, while the other excused his downright disgusting attacks on his opponents with “well he’s worse!” and “I’ve been at this for 12 years” (and you still haven’t gotten it right).
Should we really be concerned about two wanna-be politicians who couldn’t get their heads out of their asses long enough to to talk about the issues, when they are simply taking over where a wanna-be Nazi left off?
Guliani, the great white hype. Hideing maniacal power grabs and wet dreams about Big Brother behind the feel-good facade of “cleaning up” NYC (Disney in Times Square?!). Man, what is the city without it’s crack addicts and prostitutes. And don’t forget the crime some people commited of being homeless.
And now the buzz is his move to Washington. Whether in front of the cameras or behind, they expect him to continue his same agenda’s here in the armpit of politics.
“Freedom,” Giuliani argued, ‘Is about authority. Freedom is about the willingness of every single human being to cede to lawful authority a great deal of discretion about what you do and how you do it.”
— New York Times 3/17/94
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What does the end of the world sound like?
Living in a big city, I hear strange noises all the time. Crashes, booms, roars, screams, sirens, and wild sex.
And just as simply, I ussually ignore them. I know living in any city is dangerous, much less DC. Here we all walk around with targets painted on our scalps.
Yesterday I drove by the Pentagon. It was the first time I’ve seen it since it was hit. You just can’t adequatly describe the feeling. It’s a massive building, on scale with skyscrapers and beyond stadiums. And as we rounded the road yesterday, looking at this building, just suddenly a hole appears in the building. Like someone reached in and ripped out a couple thousand tons of steel and concrete (and flesh).
I can’t imagine what the people on 395 South must have thought that morning as they drove parallel to the plane’s flight path, just a couple hundred feet away; and watched it plow into the building, in what must have been an explosion rivaling the World Trade Center itself.
So what does the end of the world sound like?
Every roar outside my window makes me wonder if some fanatic set off the nuke in their backpack. I ussally just look at the wall, waiting to see if it disintegrates. Some morbid interest occasionally drags me to the window to check. But would you really want to see a wall of….
death…
coming at you?
Isn’t this the kind of shit that drives people crazy in movies?
If I get lucky, it would be more like those movie scenes where all you see is an instantaneous white flash, and everything is gone.
It’s not as morbid as it all sounds. At least not to me. Growing up near Sampson Air Base, I’ve had these kinds of thoughts for as long as I understood war and death.
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At the Pentagon, Urgent Resolve To Honor Dead (washingtonpost.com)
Okay… ummm…
STOP WITH THE FUCKING MEMORIALS!
You can’t die in this country without someone wanting to erect a slab of rock in recognition of the fact you knew how to blow your nose.
If god forbid I should ever become famous, for curing death or something, dont waste people’s money forcing people to look at my ugly face for decades.
If someone aids a cause so well, carry on their legacy by doing the same. EOS
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Is it just me or is this a little disturbing?
Thank you CDnow. As if the holidays didn’t appear commercial enough.
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