Comcrap is acting up so my cable is out until….
Well basically until they get their shit together and fix it.
Comcrap is acting up so my cable is out until….
Well basically until they get their shit together and fix it.
A free association game from subliminal.lunanina.com. She supplies the words, you supply the thoughts.
Blame DM for this.
A free association game from Luna Nina. She supplies the words, you supply the thoughts.
Leave it to the military to come up with something like this. I’ll admit, some of their past projects have been cool (like the heat ray for instance…I still want one) and others have lent themselves to hours of gut busting hilarity (gay bomb anyone?). But this…this is just…*shudders*
According to Engadget, the Department of Defense is setting up research to look into regrowing body parts. You know, like some lizards and worms do.
Except humans aren’t lizards or worms. Well…some humans are worms, but not in the literal sense.
The DoD is obviously out to create a super soldier. They’ve already sunk money into research that will keep soldiers from feeling the effects of fatigue so they can stay in the field longer with less sleep (never mind those harmful results of sleep deprivation…what’s a little psychosis amongst friends). They’re also doing research on advanced robotic limb replacements that will have all the fine motor skills that real limbs do…and then some.
They’re going to do this under the cover of helping soldiers who have lost limbs or have been shot. But let’s face facts, since the end of the draft they’ve been having a hard time recruiting kids, and with the never ending war going on, they’re having an even harder time getting and keeping soldiers. So if your troops can spontaneously regenerate limbs (which, I have to admit, is cool in an “I used to read X-men and wish I was a mutant with powers” sort of way), then you won’t have to worry about shortages due to lost limbs. Of course this research could be used to create perfect-match organs for people desperately in need of transplants, but, and I’m just being honest here, that sort of technology would only be available to the richest of the rich who can afford it. The other 90% of people who need it will have to pray their insurance will cover it or hope that some charity will take pity on them and help.
Now, the part that really scares me (aside from the images from Terminator II-when the liquid cyborg kept regenerating himself after being shot in the head-that keep playing in my mind), is that this sort of ability is genetic. Salamanders don’t learn how to regenerate. They just do. It’s part of their DNA. For this sort of technology to be used in the military, they’d have to find a way to alter each soldier’s genetic structure, and hope that there are no unintended consequences (like a squid-soldier who has seven arms). Doing each individual as they come in would be costly, and inefficient. And while the government and military seem to only function when they are costly and inefficient, eventually they are going to start “testing” on the general public. Which makes me think that No Child Left Behind will become No Fetus Left Unaltered after a time. It will be voluntary at first, of course, but then it will become compulsory. Or worse, they’ll just do it without the mother’s permission anyway. She can’t say anything about it once the baby is here right?
Yeah I know, that’s worst case scenario, gloom and doom type talk…but let’s be honest, if they find a way to do this, it won’t be long before this sort of thing plays itself out. We’re a country where the vast majority of our tax dollars go to military spending (more than education and health care combined in fact). We are, essentially, a military state. Our only recourse, our only known way to assert our will, has been through force. Since the first settlers dropped anchor. Hell, since the Conquistadors dropped anchor. If we backed off our military spending, we’d eventually be seen as the paper tiger we are. If African countries got themselves together and organised, they’d make us their bitch (talk about reparations). Hell, eastern Europe could take us, as disorganised and that area is. So we have to keep spending. Making out military bigger, stronger, faster (and whatever else they said in the beginning of the 6 Million Dollar Man).
Can you see the snowball?
Ok, I admit, I sound like a crazed conspiracy theorist. And I’m honestly not. I just like seeing the pros and cons of things and this has a lot of cons. Like a lot a lot. It’s not like our government and military are renown for their ethics. Especially when it comes to the medical field.
Anyhow, I can’t see this sort of technology actually being usable anytime in the foreseeable future. And those ranting, raving, foaming at the mouth, ultra religious right wingers wouldn’t allow for experiments to be performed on embryos, especially not when it comes to tampering with DNA and genetics. They’d see it as playing God and would raise Hell (how ironic) like no one’s business. Huh…maybe they have a use after all.
Jill Scott decided to pose nude in the May issue of Allure magazine. Allure has had several notable Black actresses and singers nude in their pages, but none who fit the plus size category like Jill. It’s a tasteful picture (this is Allure magazine…not King) though sweet Jilly from Philly doesn’t look 100% comfortable.
I can’t say I blame her though. They’d have to chain me to a wall to get me out of the permanent fetal position I’d be in once I was standing there naked. I would have liked to have seen her without all the damn flowers though. All of Allure’s other nudes have been without the massive floral display…but then again, all of Allure’s other nudes were women who fit the false, self-esteem crushing, eating disorder inducing beauty standard that HollyWeird and the media at large seeks to impose on women.
You can see the picture, along with the corresponding picture of Gabrielle Union, here.
(hat tip to Liberator Magazine)
You Are a Powdered Devil’s Food Donut
A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image.
On the inside you’re a little darker, richer, and more complex.
You’re a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time.
Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence.
This isn’t in reference to just ONE thing. It’s in reference to a LOT of things.
Uphill battles that seem to go nowhere fast.
Long, depressing slogs through life’s issues.
Honestly, there are days, when I’m walking somewhere, and I just want to keep walking. No turning around. No going home. Just walking. Constant and dogged forward movement.
I don’t know where I’d go, or how I’d feed myself, or where I’d sleep. Those aren’t as important as just moving forward. Chances are I wouldn’t stop long enough to think about food or sleep. I’d just be walking until I dropped.
In those moments, that situation makes a lot of sense. It seems so plausible. So do-able.
Not H. Not my family. Not my friends. The Kid.
I couldn’t see just walking away from her. Not like that. Certainly not now.
So whenever I get that feeling. That urge to just throw up my hands, say “Fuck it.” and walk off into the sunset. I see her face. Peeking just above the living room windowsill. Watching. Waiting. And I know I have to come back.
Take from this what you will. I leave it open to interpretation. Bend it, mold it, shape it to fit whatever form you need it to fit.
this sort of speaks for itself
SAGINAW — A 21-year-old who tried to pass off pancake mix as cocaine has been found guilty in the deaths of two men.
Matthew T. Deshone was found guilty of first-degree murder and firearms-related charges in the November 2005 deaths of Demario K. Sherman and Franscoir D. Shepherd, both of Saginaw.
Prosecutors said Deshone and an associate, 25-year-old Joseph Villarreal, had gone to Sherman’s apartment to sell him an ounce of the dry pancake mix. The Saginaw News says Sherman made a sudden move and a skittish Deshone shot him.
Saginaw television station WNEM says Deshone later shot and killed Shepherd, who had overheard him discussing the failed deal.
Defense attorney James Piazza argued that Deshone witnessed both slayings but that the men were killed by Deshone’s friend Freddie Williams, who himself was shot dead in July 2006.
Deshone will be sentenced to life in prison May 8. Villarreal pleaded guilty to two counts of second-degree murder and will be sentenced April 24.
No. For real. You gotta have absolutely NO respect for someone’s intelligence to think they’d believe pancake mix was coke. I’ve never personally seen, or touched cocaine in my life, but I sure as hell know Bisquick when I see it.
This one…this is some face-palm type stuff. I’m glad H doesn’t battle anymore.
DETROIT — Police are looking for a Westland man who killed a rapper this week after taking offense to something said during a rap contest.
The incident happened Monday in a home located in the 180000 block of Bradford on the city’s east side. Police say there was a rap battle, in which participants come up with insulting rhymes aimed at their competitors.
Police say 28-year-old Antoine Tramble became angry at something a 27-year-old rapper said, so he left the home and then returned with a gun. Tramble opened fire, killing the man, police said. The victim’s name has not been released.
Tramble then fled the home and escaped in a blue conversion van, investigators said.
Anyone with information is being asked to contact Detroit Police Homicide at (313) 596-2260; or the anonymous Crime Stoppers hot line at (800) SPEAK-UP.
If you know me, you should know what video this is. It’s the only one TRULY appropriate for the season.
Dear Mayor Kilpatrick,
Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, I beg you (and I don’t beg): step down.
As someone who grew up in Detroit, is proud of her city (in spite of it’s faults), and won’t let nary a non-Detroiter talk bad about her hometown, you are making it damn hard for me to keep my head up when I tell people where I’m from.
You’re an embarrassment. You’re embarrassing me, you’re embarrassing your family, you’re embarrassing your supporters (if you have any left), and, most importantly, you’re embarrassing the city. Let’s not mention the fact that you’re embarrassing yourself with this pathetic cling to power. You even tried to play the race card. Granted that move isn’t new, or even surprising, for you. You’ve tried hard to model yourself after your mentor and idol Coleman Young, even to the point of stealing his trademark race baiting, us-against-them tactics whenever there was some bad news about Detroit. The difference is, Coleman Young never brought his city to shame.
Oh, he wasn’t perfect. The man had his share of scandals and failures (The People Mover, for instance), but nothing that reached the international scale that this has. And we can’t blame this on the fact that news of your infidelity has been spread all over the internet. No. Detroit has always been under the world’s magnifying glass thanks to the Big 3. What we do may not make the big waves like New York City or LA, but it makes a ripple, and we all know that a ripple is all that is needed to create a tidal wave.
This scandal of yours is making it impossible for the city to continue to trudge forward. As though that weren’t hard enough given the state of Michigan’s economy to begin with. Step down so we can move on. Please.
I’m ashamed to say it now, but I voted for you your first time in. Sure, I knew about you. I knew that you were shameless about cheating on your wife. But I was young and dumb back then. You had that swagger that is pure Detroit, and I was enchanted by it. How could I, who cut my political teeth during the Clinton administration, say no to someone who spoke my language? I watched as you took out your earring when polls showed that older women just didn’t trust you, they thought it made you look like a thug and unprofessional. I should have listened to my elders. I laughed and pounded fists with my fellow Detroiters when you defiantly put your earring back in after you had won. But something inside of me silently questioned how far you really would go to get what you wanted.
I guess I got my answer. Two cops fired for getting too close to information that would expose your extra-marital affair(s?) and a stripper killed, possibly to cover up your misdeeds.
You claim they want to lock you up forever. You’re being charged with eight counts of perjury. That’s fifteen years max for each count. Did you think they’d just lump it all together? Just because you kill six people at the same time doesn’t mean you can narrow it down to one count of murder. You’re a lawyer, you should know better. Emphasis on “should”, because apparently you chose not to use that Florida A&M University education when you went on the stand and lied under oath. What’s worse is that you somehow coerced Christine Beatty to do the same. I wonder what you told her to get her to cover for you after tossed her aside when you were done with her and went back to your wife. Or maybe you did that just to keep up appearances. We already know you’re not beyond that at all.
So, once again Mayor Kilpatrick, I ask you, please step down. Face this as a private citizen like the man you claim to be. Let go of the office so we can move on. That will be the only thing that can save your reputation, mangled as it already is. And it is the best thing you can do for Detroit so we can move on. The world should be focused on the fact that one of our high school bands was chosen to perform at the Beijing Olympics, not on the fact that you couldn’t keep your philandering private.
She Who Must Not Be Named