Favoret Propaganda

This by far is my most favoret propaganda image. Norman Rockwell's interpritation of Rosie the Riviter, as a feminine powerhouse that symbolized the women's place in the World War II U.S. workforce on the May 29, 1943 cover of The Saturday Evening Post.

Since I am and have been an artist most my life. I particularly have always been drawn to propaganda imagery. Not only because of the political implications that drive the artists' vision/idea themselves but the sometimes hidden subliminal messages or blunt sugestive implications the viewer most times does not realize immeadietly, blah blah blah art history crap blah blah...

In this particular oil painting, Rosie is sitting on a guetter post on her lunch break, infront of a muted U.S. Flag, a riveting gun on her lap, an all American bologna sandwich in her hand and a radded copy of Mein Kampf as a foot rest ...(if you don't know what this book is... You need more history classes). Mr. Rockwell's version of Rosie is posed as an obvouse "homage" to Michelangelo's frescoe of the prophet Isaiah from the ceiling Sistine Chapel. (being an art student sometimes pays off with discripters. Most of the time it is just unused information.)

Now I am not going to go over all the smaller details N.R. has imbedded into this piece, the sugestivness and implacatory symbols riddled through it. You can look up that on-line yourself. What I will summerize is this, though truthfully this imagery ( as a whole) did not become mainstraem until the 80's with it's wide media popularity, it holds a very important grasp on the female perseption in our country and the views it inspires with them.

...and in my opinion, the Westinghouse company couldn't even begin to touch the iconic female "brute-grace" that Rockwell captured.

...Tesla Out...


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My kingdom not for a cat

True natural born hunters. They are vicious relentless patiant killers with a pention for morbidity.

Yes, they can be cute, cuddly and behond affectionet. Purring, meowing and playfully batting at a dangling string.... This is a cover folks. In all my years of life minus about a decade. I have lived with cats. For 3 of the 30+ years I also had a dog. They are fun but are really needy and stinky if u don't bath them often. And to a 10 year old, that is not high priority.

Cats are really almost self maintaining granted you don't get stuck with a retarded one. I have had 10 in my life and only 2 were morons. They clean themselves, they find food when u forget that they need to eat, they even rub insesantly up against you to get affection even when u are not giving it.

Don't be fooled by the cute videos on youtube, the lolcats trend, or the adorablness of their youth kitty life.

They rip the shit out of your furniture if u don't have them declawed, they spray all over your house when thay are in heat, and to top off the fun, they leave prizes and gifts for you. No, not like a dog, but granted I have had a few that do that as well. No, these gifts are fun for the whole family. Remember at the begining when I said they are hunters? Yeah, these little fur ball preditors kill almost everything smaller than another cat ( there is an exception to this too) they bring in their kills as trophies and display them for you on porpose I swear. I will give u an exsample of just 1 month at my house. 3 cats, 5 kids (we only have cats becouse the kids wanted them by the way dispite my warnings) 26 mice, 4 rats, 13 birds, 7 squirals, 5 moles, and a frickin rabbit! Yeah, a cute bunny rabbit ripped to shreds! Left the fucker right at the end of my daughter's bed!

The fun shit is when they bring live catches into the house so they can play with them. The birds are the best. Feathers end up absolutly everywhere and they most times rip the head off. AND WE CAN NEVER FIND IT! What the hell do they do with it? Eat it?!

And what's worst is, the kids still want them! They would have disapeared long ago if it weren't for the kids. The movie Sleepwalkers flashes to mind. But it seems like I am living Pet Cematary. Kinda.

People don't be fooled. They will eat you if you die if they can't get out of the house. Why do u think they don't have any expressions? They just don't give a shit. Yeah, they will purr and cuddle and rub up agaist you, even let you dress them up. But when push comes to shove, they will rip your face off.

Buy a fish.




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The Ethics of martial arts

I grew up in a... Wait let me start that over again... I got beat up, then I learned how to beat people up when I was a kid; up to when I was an adult... Yeah, that sounds right...

I didn't grow up learning the secret fighting arts from some old wise man that lived alone in some zen-Tao-Buda shed in the back of some forien/American restaurant.

I had many teachers/senseis/sempis/masters/instructors/friends/whatever else they call themselves these days in many different places that taught me almost eveything you can learn on how to "hurt" another person. Or beat the shit out of a bag of sawdust.

Most of them taught and subscribed to respect and honor. When I realized what it meant to show honor and respect to my fellow human being, I began to realize that the "majority" of what I was learning was the exsact opposite of honor that I was suppsedly being taught. Really, how do u show respect and honor by smashing someones face in really effectivly? Really? Even if u are being attacked. A finger to an eye, a knee to the groin, yadda yadda,.. Fine... Not 3 pulls, a head butt, 4 systematic strikes and a finishing blow.

Regretably this came to light in my mind when I was competing and realized that if I had not pulled my strike at the last second becouse I wasn't really paying attention, I could have possibly killed my opponent. All of it had become second nature.

So, I guess I now subscribe to 1 view of violence. Just don't get hit. That's it.

It is entertaining actually to watch someone try their hardest to hurt you and fail over and over becouse all u r doing is dodging, blocking and moving out of the way... Even better, when u are just smiling the whole time. They eventually give up... Eventully. I wouldn't last long anyway since I don't train anymore and spend most my time behind a desk.

A couple quotes come to mind,

"The art of fighting without fighting" -Bruce Lee

"So, when punch comes. You not be there." - Mr. Miaggi

"When it's time to get hurt, let them hurt themselves" - Jo Fuin

So... I guess bending like a reed in the wind and moving like you are surrounded by bees is good advice when in a fight. And if you get beat up, atleast it was entertaining to watch...

An image of Cris Farly just popped into my mind.

To sum up this sporatic mess; the only ethical thing a "fighter" should teach you is how to not get into a fight in the first place. Self defence is another subject entirely.

"Everything else is just the LOTRM" - Lui Mourbauker

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The bus ride

On any normal day the alarm would go off at 4:30 and I would wall to get to the bus stop by 5:20am. Now on and normal day the bus would arive 5 minutes after.
Let me repeat that... On any normal day.
The facts are these. The snooze button, the inability to get my shoes on, forgetting my computer, the bus arriving very early before I get there, usually while I am walking down the cross street and see it pass by, or I forget to set my alarm the night before. Did I mention when the bus arrives early? Or how about when the bus in an hour late, those days are interesting.

So on an abnormal day this is what happenes. Everything foes as clockwork. I get up, get ready, walk to the bus stop, get on the bus, get to the transit center, catch my transfer bus, get to my work and realize it is a holiday and the office is closed.

Shit... Did I keep my transfere ticket?


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An unexpected interview (part 3)

There was a few loud snaps and then a cluster of louder cracks.... Silence for a second and then a low and sudden rummble sounding like hale. Then the loud scream from very angry mother, "Donny!" three boys then clumsily darted accross the lawn out the back gate.

The middle aged man lauphed hard along with a few others in the croud of people sitting down at what appeared to be a very nicely set up garden party / yard sale.

The conversation continued like this,

Oh my goodness! That is horrable.

Oh don't worry, they didn't harm anything. They were just small fire crackers... I do find it interesting how they were able to get all the acorns out of the tree though with so few...

Oh,... No I meant about your uncle.

Oh, sorry. I am easily distracted. Anyway, I really can't say why there are so many of us who find inventing so enthrwaling. What is even more bizzar is that most of us don't want anyone to know who we are. Only a couple of us wanted to become famious.

Forgive me but that is kind of hard to believe. You have so much to offer, why would you not want to be atleast a little wealthy so you don't have to worry about money?

Oh, that. Believe me, we are not in short supply of contributing to the community. I personally only invent things that benifit living and efficiantcy... I try not to dabble in the latest greatest ground breaking stuff. As for money, we have enough to live comphertably within our means. When I was young, I was stupid and made alot if money and payed the consiquences too. Most of us learn that lesson. It's like clockwork. Once one of us makes something gigantic and mind blowing, it takes about a week before they shun ever having the idea in the first place. U would be surprised how much the government will be willing to use u and drain u of every happy bone in your body just to get something that doesn't exsist yet.

Would you mind anouther question? I just find this so amazing...

Sure.

If you could show me an invention of yours right now, what would be the best of them?

Hmmm... Good question... I can show you but you have to promis to keep it a secret... ( half serious look)

Ofcourse! We so promise! We won't tel a soul! Do we need to sign a paper or something?

Honey!? Please forgive her, she tends to be a bit dramatic.

(lauphter) wow you really want to know bad... ( a pleasing smile. No you don't need to sign any paper. I was just being a little dramatic myself. One sec...

Jasper?!

Yes? ( a small boy walks over with a clown nose on) Hi. ( the boy bashfully waves at the couple and hugs te middle aged man)

Jasper, I would like you to meet John and Madilyn. They are here looking at houses and might become one of our nabors.

Cooool! Do you guys liketo play board games?

Sure. We love them!

Great. Maybe we can play some time. Dad can I go watch the squirels? Mom saidthat they might bite me, but I will be carefull I promis.

I'll tell you what, if you take grandmas whistle with you you will be just fine. If one starts lookin at you funny like it wants your nuts, just blow the whistle really load. They don't like that. But please don't blow the whistle unless you have to. I don't want grandpa punching everybody in the face that is sitting near grandma.

Ok! Love u!

Luv u munchkin. ( the boy runs off to an old woman and starts to hug and talk with her). So, what do you think?

What?

My invention.

Huh?

Honey. It was his son. His son.

You made a robot?!

( huge lauphter insues)

Maddy!

Please. ( still giggling) that is quite alright. No, he is real. He is my most precious. He is my life. There is no invention greater and more special than my little boy. Becouse he is a miricle.

I think I'm going to cry.

Maddy... Hey wait a second. How did you know we were looking at houses?

Oh, that? That was easy. We are selling all the houses on this block that we just had built. You guys were the 17th couple that came to visit.

I knew it! You are rich.

Na, it was a favor from a land developer and his wife. I refused to get payed in cash for an invention I sold them so they decided to buy all this land and houses for us.

What in earth could you have invented to warrent that?!

That regretably is a secret. What I can tell you however is that they are happy again.

Would u guys like some lemonaid?


The end

An unexpected interview (part 2)

During a summer garden party / garage sale that was in the backyard of a mildly pleasing house an old woman spit out a drink in disgust and started yelling at what speared to be her husband. The husband just smiled like he was amused. After she finished yelling, he kissed her then she got up and started dancing to the music that was playing.

Their was a man sitting at a table with 2 kids trying to glue pieces of a model rocket together. The man held the shaft as one boy glued the last fin and the other placed it on the shaft.

Another man walked over to the table and this is how the canversation happened...

Excuse me, is your name nic?

Hey, I met u in the garage with your wife and that other lady. Are u having fun?

Yes, very surprisingly actually. My appologies for not introducing myself earlier, my name is John and my wife Maddy and I were wondering if we could talk to you for a little while after you were finished.

Really?! I would love that! Hey, guys. Put the other end of this upside down in this coffe cup with the cookie cutter on top. It needs to be straight to let it dry perfectly. Wait 1 hour and then com get me so we can stick the powder in next. You two can now go help aunt Diane win at scrabble. She told me that if she wins, she will take you two to get some ice cream.

The two readily put the rocket upsidedown in the cup and spead over to another table accross the lawn.

So, where r you guys seated?

Over here. Please understand, I apologize for being rude, my wife's grandfather was a tinkerman watchmaker and she wanted to pick your brain.

That is quite alright.

Hello.

Hi, my name is Madilyn and you must be Nic?

Yes, your husband said you wanted to ask me some questions.

Yes, I am very embarassed but I can't not just ask. I am a bit obsesive...

Really, you sound like my wife. It is no trouble what so ever. I would be happy to answer any questions you have. By the way, are u having fun? I always ask becouse some find it a little distracting with all the games, music, children and old people. You would really know that it was a garage sale.

Yes, it is quite cleaver. I love it.

Good. So, what questions do you have? I was wondering what kind of inventor you were.

( a big smile) I would be a dirt maker.

What is that? You don't actually make dirt.

It is a type of inventer that invents from other inventions. I take parts from other things to make something different, however I have been known to make some things from scratch.

What was te last thing you invented?

That would be a contained garden grid grower. I sold it to a guy in Salem that wanted a backyard garden to grow all his food so he could eat healthy. He had just suffered a quadrupal bypass and doesn't want to be eating anything he hasn't grown.

What exsacly is it?

It is a system of plastic tubes and funnals with ajoining natural furtalizer mixers every 12 feet that inject and imbibe toxins to reprocess a rich healthy soil. It is glittered by reflective heat plates up and down each row to magnify the uv rays that also acts as an insect diturant so pestisides aren't needed. I told me early last month that the watermelons he grew were the bigest richest fruit e has ever tasted.

Wow! How much did you sell it for?

( a big lauph) he took my wife, my son and I on his boat to Itally.

His boat? That is a really long trip?! Yeah, it was a really big boat. He sold it soon after.

How many patents do u have?

Oh, I don't do that. I don't need to.

What? Why not?

To me it is just a way of being selfish. I don't like being involved with the govenerment in any fashon if at all possible when it comes to inventions. I am thankfully not modivated to be rich or welthy. Family is more important to me.

Are their any other inventers in your family?

Well, now that is a question... I find it to be the most bizarre and fasinating phinominon I have ever been apart of... Just about every person in my family was or has been a type of inventer ever since the renisance. There were alot and are 17 now that I know of that don't want anything to do with science or invention.

How many are in your family? My cousen Mike said that currently there are 347 all over the planet. One of which is part of a research team stationed in Antarctica. But my great uncle is in the hospital currently and I don't think he has much longer.

I am sorry.

Thank you. He is a great man. He just smoked to much. Excuse me a second, hey Tom! Make sure Donny doesn't get into the fireworks box. I saw him eyeing it. I overheard him wanting to see how all the squirals back there would act like if he could get all the acorns to fall out of that tree all at once. Sorry. Family drama.

He has cancer?

Oh, um no. He was making an underwater rebreather for the government that extracted and separated the oxygen and hydrogen from the saltwater. It then processed it to breathing levels and usedt he hydrogen to fuel the electrolisis system as a form of perpetual energy renewal. The accedent happened after he left his lab and while he was trying to light his cigarette he walked out right infront of a bus.

End of part 2



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An unexpected interview (part 1)

It was a summer garden sale party at a rental house. A small family was moving and a realistate agent and 2 prospective buyers were at the house next door and noticed the elegant party in the backyard and decided to go visit to see if they could find anything they might like to buy. As they walked up to the garage they saw a middle aged man frantically searching through shelves of small appliences and electronis. They had to go through the garage to get to the party, so the sign said. Now saying this was a garage would be quite an undertatement. It looked more like a well organized warehouse. Here is how the conversation whent between the 4 people...

Hello? Do we go through this door to get to the garden party?
Oh yes. I apologize, I must have closed it on my way out. Here let me get that for you.
Holy crap! Are you selling all these things in the sale?

(short laugh) Oh no, that would take forever to move to the back yard. We are mostly selling furnicher and way nicer appliences than what you can see in here.

The three people just stood in awe as the man was holding the door for them.

Can I help you with anything? You guys seem a bit taken aback.
Well there is just so much stuff. It also seems that some of it has been taken apart. Do you fix things?

Yeah, some times. Right now I am looking for my last esspresso milk steamer. They don't make them anymore but they steam the milk perfectly. It is either in here or still next door at Miss Camble's. Here son just baught here some really good coffee last week and she wanted to try to make a latte with it.

I'm sorry, but I believe my wife was trying to ask you what your profession was. You do have an extreamly large collection of, well everything.

( a bigger laugh) um, i guess u could say i'm a handyman and when I have the time, an inventor.

Really?!

Yeah. Please forgive me, the party is just down the hall to the right and out the back screen door on the left. I really need to get that milk steamer.

The man slowly closed the door as the 3 just staired at him go back to searching the shelf he was last at. They mermered to themselves just out of ear shot and noticed the man comming back with a small bulbous metal steamer.

Did you invent anything in here?

Honey!

( a short laugh) that's quite alright. No miss. Not in here. Most of this stuff is just for parts, the rest is for, well, things that are needed every once and awhile. Excuse me, I really have to got get this to my brother. He is convinced that if he steams milk with un carbonated Dr. Pepper he can get my aunt to drink it and start dancing the polka. If you ask me, he's a little nuts.

( the wife broke out in a loud laugh and caught herself)
The middle aged man then went through the door and eventually the 3 others followed...

-end of part 1


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The Death Ray?

All of us have heard of "the mad scientist" but who was a real one?... And how many can you come up with? Movies are a great tool for propagandic and spotlighting information of "free licence" creativity.

What if I were to tell u of one man that had a way cooler, more entertaining life than any movie could ever have produced to date...

What if I also told you that this one man is pretty much responsible for providing you with the posibility of the exsistance of the majority of your toys, equipment and contraptions you use every day all your life. (Yes I know that sentence is an absolute mess.)

Can u guess who it is? This man that has given humanity more than any other scientist has and probably ever will? He should be the mist famous guy on the planet right?

His name is Mr. Nicola Tesla. The father of AC. Now I am not going to drole on about the explanation of his accomplishments and what the hell "the father of AC" means... You can do that yourself. What I will say is, why do you think in todays society this man is not so famious. Yeah, you probably heard of him from movies... He's that electricity guy. Is he now? Is that what he truley is?

There are scientists and then their are Mad scientists.

...and any scientist who can claim to have invented a "Death Ray. A machine so terrable that it won't ever be used becouse it is so terrable!" ...and actually did invent it, can not be called just "scientist".

Look up this man. I bet you will be surprised on what he had accomplished and more over, entertained on the kind of person he was.

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The Grim and Feared

The "mass murderer" has plastered its phrase through our minds in a dark scary and morbidly fasinating spectrum. I touched lightly on the subject in an earlier article and here is a little more...

To be a serial killer by definition you need to kill atleast 3 people with your own hands. In today's climate, serial killers are absurdly everywhere. Most of them are nuts.. But a very small amount are the cream of the crimson. These masterminded evil slates of no-moral fiber crave and feed off of the shear terror they inflict. No terrorist could compare on a one to one level with the raw anti-humanity of a "Moriarty"- type serial killer.

The most most grousom to date in history that is known of is Elisabeth Bathory... Aka "Bloody Mary" who killed far more than just 600+ people... And in the most grousom ways. The second noteworthy is actually still at large to this very day who has currently stacked a number over 300+... I won't tell u who it is... U can look it up very easily.

Aside from all the others whome have been in the spotlight, there has been one other that no one else can ever compare to. Now in the grand sceem of this article I have only been refering to "individules". What about a group? What group has commited and directly influenced so many atrosities and mass killings through the centuries that deserves the ultamate label of KILLER. We are talking centuries here... Not just a decade or two. Centuries! Have you figured out what the group is that is still in exsistance today.... And to add a conspiricy spin on it, this organization claims peace while continuing to support acts of secret violence. I will give u a hint... Right now their leader, onced served as a member of a very hated group (world wide) when he was younger. I will let your immagination take over from here....

Humans have always been creatures of vast and endless accomplishments... Sadly, the majority of them have been it's own geniside. Their is a light at the end of the tunnle. A tribulation is comming.


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A ramble on solar energy

This is a breaf ramble about our struggling search for finding and harnising energy from the sun's love.

Facts:
Ok, light from the sun is both a wave and a particle.

It is at it's hottest at our equator and less at our polar caps.

It is white light and reflects off of every surface that abosorbs any persentage of wave/particle possible to give us a perseption of space and difference.

So, harnessing the UV whipped cream from that big pie in the ski is the mystery some of us are trying to enhance and explore. In theory, and in a couple sci-fi movies, it can be possible to light up an entire city for a day if you could harness the pure light from the sun for just a couple seconds. You say bullshit! Well, isn't that what they said to a water powered automobile engine?

Wrap this around ur noggin, it could be possible to generate enough energy from the sun to create micro bolts of electricity to shoot up into the atmosphere to accumulate enough static charge to be harnested back into the earths crust to then harness even more biocharged energy to then be shot back out into a simulated storm atmosphere where the electro cycle would osolate / alternate and get channaled into a hydro-static battery. All of this would be performed on a micronic level using aircraft and housed labs but the output over just a few minutes of this cycle would generate a monumental release of useable energy equal to the power of a sustained bolt of lightning for a full minute... Without the heat ofcourse. If u forgot to factor that in u would probably melt a few 100 miles to ash.

Electromagnetic-UV spectrom-harmonics is a fasinating mind set. It makes u hungry for cake.

If only we could rely on those pesky meteorologists. They seemed to be reliable in Back to the future 3.

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How to recognize a cerial killer maniac cannibal

Well, it's really extreamly hard if u are not already being choped up and eaten alive... Watch the movies, Last house on the left, Ed Gane, Fried Green Tomatoes, Helter Scelter, only the first Friday the 13th and Copy Cat... These movies will prep u on the type of personalities that u should be awair of...

Now that being said, u could know someone and will never have a clue becouse they are content with their psyconess and have control over the urges of insanity.

Not to worry... Micro expressions are your savior, and some sly covert social manipulation. By dropping questions, hints on siduatuons and obscure inuendos that have no "red flag" indicators to anybody, just by observing their facial, behavioral, body and voice sound responces, along side there verbal reactions u can immeadietly tell within a few hours max, if you should be running to the hills... Unless ofcourse you are alone with them in the hills, then ur pretty much lunch meat...

Have fun campers! ;)

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The Mac crossover

When I was a wee lad of 20 something. I had 3 PC's I was constantly running graphic design off of... Well about 1/2 the time I was. The other 1/2 was dedicaed to non-stop gaming. Hard core gaming like todays wsrcrafters. The difference then was, u could concur a game and then had to buy another.
It was kinds odd. It was easy to study for my collge classes, easy to find time to read any book I could get my hands on, but when it came time to GAME, I found it extreamly hard to sleep or eat. Shit, I had even gotten to the point a couple times where I was listening to my lecture notes on tape while I was gaming... This went on for 10 to 20 hour spurts when I had Tuesdays and Thursdays off from class. But when Friday night at 6:30 came along, all bets were off... It is amazing that II even survived. 82 games later I finally got my first Mac. After that, I had so much fun figuring out how my shinny new machine worked it broke my gamer cycle. I was now spending more time creating art and writing term papers than spending money on new games to master. My 3 PC's slowly became storage drives and my "windows" era had ended... Thank GOD! No more damb viruses, glitches, crashes and incombatibility issues! Hmmmm, I then think I graduated collage and married my better half...

Thanks Mac! U got me to stop chain smoking! Well actually my wife did, but if I hadn't had baught a mac, I prolly would be trying to concur Warcraft right now, instead of waiting at a bus stop to go to work for my family. So in summation, PC's can kiss my ass.


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Death becomes us...

Have u ever wondered what happens to the bodies that are donated to science... Well atleast the ones that are given by doner aggreement?

Really quick and to the point...
Crash test dummies, plastic surgery practice, body part surgury practice, body farm decay research, creeping out new med students, space research environment exposier, balistic testing, tissue chemical degridation experaments and not to mention high velocity impact research... There are many more but I would recomend the book STIFF to be entertained with death.


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My 11 year old's graduation

It was really awesome and so cool!
We r so proud of our little super trooper!


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Prescription death

Have u ever been watching tv an noticed a drug ad that mentions this wonderful drug find that causes more side effects than the alments u r currently suffering?

My wife and I now run a mental tally on every one we see that warns the viewer that it may induce 'Death'. I lauph my ass off every time it is mentioned, usually at the end.

What ass clown would risk anal leaking, cold sweats, random bleeding and liver failiar just to not be depressed, oh and let's not forget the side effect of this drug "possibly bringing on" thoughts of suiside!!!

R we paying attention? Or is this just the government sanctioning natural selection on a much more entertaining level?

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Apollo Creed

I remember when I was young watching Rocky fight Apollo Creed. Now rocky was cool and everything but Apollo scared the crap our of me.
He was a big built ego drivin black man that just looked like he could knock u out and the rest of ur family would get knocked out just from the shere force of it. He was bad ass!
It also made me sad becouse I was a white boy mutt. Italian/Irish/French/Kell... A pure bread mutt. Carl weathers was black, cool, and just plain inspiring, and I didn't even know any black people. No black kids at my private school, no black kids that lived on my street... All I had to envy was black music and black acters....

My point being, I was a white kid in the burns and just realized what race was. What racism ment. I was them begining to realiize what the history of it carried on all on my grandparents and what it ment for me to understand why equality was so important for me to learn since my schools were not teaching it.
Rosa Parks, Mr. King, Ray Charels, Mr. Davis Jr... the list is endless.

Carl weathers is a round about way to make this point but he was my trigger. A Bad ass black man that was kickin some serious ass!

On a completly different subject I would like to give a shout out to Morgan Freeman and LaVar Burton for entertaining me and inspiring me to read.

So to sum this up, boxing kicks ass and if u can read, that's ok too...

Don't worry Chubbs, your piano playing in heaven was pretty good.


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John Arthur Carradine

(December 8, 1936 – June 3, 2009), was an American actor best known for his work in the 1970s television series Kung Fu the modern 90's Kung fu and more recently in the Kill Bill films. He appeared in more than 100 feature films and in every one he brought his grace of acting skill.

On June 4, 2009, Carradine was found dead in his room at the Swissôtel Nai Lert Park Hotel on Wireless Road, near Sukhumvit, in central Bangkok, Thailand. A police official said Carradine was found hanging by a rope in the room's closet, and the Bangkok Post reported that his body was found curled up in the wardrobe with a shoelace tied around his genitals and neck. The same officer said: "Under these circumstances we cannot be sure that he committed suicide." Carradine was in Bangkok to shoot his latest movie, Stretch, and was expected to join the film crew for dinner on June 3. The crew noticed his absence.

Which ever outcome is the truth or not, Mr. C is gone and has left his loyal fans to morn.

We tip our hats to you sir. I feel a Kung-Fu marathone comming on.

Breakfast

Making coffee, bacon, pancakes, croissants and a side of sarcasm

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A robot controled by a rat brain

Do you really want a deadly robotic chassis being controlled by the brain of a rat? Scientists at University of Reading do. They've connected a biological "brain" made of rat neurons to a robot, with a two-way link.

It gets more demented: the robot is controlled via a Bluetooth connection — which means anybody with a cellphone can probably hack its little rat cortex — and the brain is kept inside a bell jar, just like Sylvia Plath's. The rat neurons can send instructions to the robot body, but they can also get signals back. And it has a personality, say researchers:

According to Kevin Warwick, one of the researchers, "It's quite funny - you get differences between the brains. This one is a bit boisterous and active, while we know another is not going to do what we want it to." Warwick later speculates that much of the difference between rat and human brains lies in the number of neurons and not the neurons themselves. Picking on that particular statement, since I think it's a pretty bold claim, you have to wonder about animals like whales and elephants who have one to two times the number of neurons we do. If he's right and it's the number of neurons that makes the difference, we are literally killing sentient beings. Of course, to the people who are killing blue whales and elephants, that doesn't matter one bit.

[Mendicant Bug, thanks Chris!]

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AT&T Isn't Going To Reduce iPhone Data Plans

For a while now, there have been rumors and speculation that AT&T was considering reducing its data plan by $10 per month in an attempt to be more competitive with other carriers. Today AT&T officially put the kibosh on that scuttlebutt, which is how I write once the cocktail hour kicks in on Friday. Says an AT&T spokesman, "We've been very happy with our pricing."

"AT&T Says Forget About Cheaper Data Rates For The iPhone 3G S" [mocoNews.net]

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