ôîòî.ñàéò | photosight.ru

Ξ September 30th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Arts, Photography |


 

AMAZING Drum Solo by Tony Royster Jr

Ξ September 29th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Humour |






A scientific expedition disembarks from its plane at the final outpost of civilization in the deepest African forest. They immediately notice the ceaseless pounding of native drums. As they venture further into the bush, the drums never stop, day or night, for weeks.

The lead scientist asks one of the natives about this, and the native's only reply is , "Drums good. Drums never stop. VERY BAD if drums stop."

The drumming continues, night and day, until one night, six weeks into the trip, when the jungle is suddenly silent. Immediately the natives run screaming from their huts, covering their ears. The scientists grab one boy and demand "What is it? The drums have stopped!"

The terror-stricken youth replies "Yes! Drums stop! VERY BAD!"

The scientists ask "Why? Why? What will happen?"

Wild-eyed, the boy responds,

"Drums stop... mean BASS SOLO!!!"

 

russian climbing

Ξ September 29th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Humour, Politics and Society |





"The price of vodka in post-soviet Russia?
Why, it's enough to drive a tovarish up the wall!"

 

Welcome to Principia Cybernetica Web

Ξ September 27th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Arts |

Stumbleupon Review of : http://pcp.vub.ac.be/



It's 10pm, do you know where your epistemologies are?


This is the website of the Principia Cybernetica Project (PCP), an international organization. The Project aims to develop a complete philosophy or "world-view", based on the principles of evolutionary cybernetics, and supported by collaborative computer technologies. To get started, there is an introduction with background and motivation, and an overview, summarizing the project as a whole.

 

Shimon Edelmans Experimental Epistemology Project

Ξ September 27th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Science |



 

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Ξ September 25th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Arts, Photography |









Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind
People stop and stare
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off of the Northeast winds
Sailing on summer breeze
Skipping over the ocean like a storm

 

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Ξ September 25th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Arts, Photography |



 

Has Science Fiction Cranked Your Head? Part One | memetherapy

Ξ September 21st, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Words |


This post
Is it calling?
Is it calling?

is a response to the viral BrainParade seed question on the memetherapy.net site. As every child over the age of Octebuary knows, memes are our invisble overlords Some memes are a little... well, one could say 'odd', but perhaps 'downright twisted' or 'OMG EEEK! WTF!?' would convey a more accurate impression. This is why they need therapy of course, it is hoped that with counseling they may get to grips with their own inner trauma and epistemological disjuncts in order to become happy memes. Happy memes are a good thing. Happy memes may reward us with cake! Who would not say 'hurrah!' for happy memes but a big fat grumpynose. Which I am sure is no-one here.

The questioning process is a fairly simple and painless one, apart from the complexity and intense pain that is. They contact you and ask you if you would like to take part, or whether you would prefer they mail the negatives to the media and law enforcement agencies. Having thus gained your joyful acquiescence they turn up unannounced one night in a plain sided panel van, drag you kicking and screaming with glee into the back and strap you down to a chair. From there it's just a quick drill into the cranium to inject the viral memes, a short and enjoyable hypnotic brainwashing program to show you how wonderful the future will once Commandte Reid takes over from Blair and and saves us from having to worry our pretty little heads about all that politics business by abolishing voting and any other form of public input into government. There was then a brief beating session with a variety of salt water fish, the haddock being my personal favourite, before they sung the question in rather fine three part harmony.


"Has Science Fiction had an impact on your world view? And if so how? Is there one writer or novel in particular that has "cranked" your head open?"
Later, as I walked back in the icy rain from Ebberston Moor where I'd regained consciousness, duct taped hastily to a solitary tree, I had plenty of time to ponder this question.

Although I can really think of no one instance where it would be directly possible to say that because of SF I think This, at the same time it would also hard to argue that it has had none, more probably it is the very foundation that my world view is constructed on.

My sordid affair with SF probably began when I was 6 or 7 or 6 again, when I gave up the grisaille of sickly-sweet-communist-ideology-laden tracts of writers like Enid Blyton and Arthur Ransome for the unfettered and boundless freedom to be found in books like the dragonfall-5 series, or the works of Nicholas Fisk and some other guy I can't recall offhand who wrote a book about this bloke whose planet was blown up and was really good and fighting and stuff and junk and it was really cool; at the same time delving into the slightly-less-forbidden world of fantasy in the shape of such authors as Susan Cooper, Lucy M. Boston, Robert Westall and Alan Garner.

It could well be that it was the books that I read in those early years were the ones that most shaped my way of thinking, as they were the ones that educated me in open-mindedness and inoculated against the lure of conformism, something that science fiction tends to do in general, apart from Piers Anthony obviously.

From there I wandered like an almost giant unstoppable pink plastic gyrovague from one book to the next, devouring them in a manner that would give Gojira mild hiccups just thinking about it -- although not literally. Stopping only occasionally to quaff the Somerset scrumpy cider of which I was much enamoured of at the time, but now can't stand. I even went on the seemingly inevitable Lord of The Rings binge at round-about the age of 12 or 13 or possibly 12 again, reading it through 9 times before moving on once again to more grown-up works (oh yes, we likeses our flamebait, don'ts we my expensive....)

 

There was a short break from

Ξ September 21st, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

There was a short break from roughly the ages of 20 to 32 or.. no, yes. While I watched sitcoms, rather a lot of them in fact. I like sitcoms. Perhaps too much.


It's hard, or even impossible, for me to think of just one author who had a particularly pronounced effect, I have never been one for idolising, following-the-teachings-of, or otherwise raising-up. Hell. I've never even managed to pick a favourite colour, authors are right out. This is I think just because so many of them have so much to offer. I have always preferred the term speculative-fiction to science-fiction (not that I don't love a bit of no-brain space-opera now and then) because so much of it is speculative, exploring both the nature of existence, and what it means to be human, the interrelations of humankind with each other, with ever-advancing and life changing technology and with the universe. The strange and extreme situations it is possible to evoke in science-fiction often allow a deeper and more eloquent teasing out and elucidation of meaning than is possible in more conventional works. Science fiction draws deeply from the wells of such schools as those of philosophy, linguistics, sociology, and many more, taking the dusty dry words of academics' over-wrought monographs and giving them meat and life. Offhand though, to name a few who have had some impact, as I can't name one: Ursula le Guin, AE Van Vogt, Jack Vance, PK Dick, Vonnegut, Simak, Ken MacLeod who I hold to be one of the best political thinkers extant, and Terry Pratchett who I have been reading almost as long as he has been publishing, and whose wonderful humanism only becomes more humany and wonderful and profound with each passing year. There are tens or even hundreds of others who have probably had as much, or even more impact on me, just I can't remember them at present and this is already getting a bit long.

 

The Joy of Revolution (contents)

Ξ September 17th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Politics and Society |




ramez elsaïd

It's often said that a stateless society might work if everyone were angels, but due to the perversity of human nature some hierarchy is necessary to keep people in line. It would be truer to say that if everyone were angels the present system might work tolerably well (bureaucrats would function honestly, capitalists would refrain from socially harmful ventures even if they were profitable). It is precisely because people are not angels that it's necessary to eliminate the setup that enables some of them to become very efficient devils. Lock a hundred people in a small room with only one air hole and they will claw each other to death to get to it. Let them out and they may manifest a rather different nature. As one of the May 1968 graffiti put it, "Man is neither Rousseau's noble savage nor the Church's depraved sinner. He is violent when oppressed, gentle when free."