Bush Iraq War Speach (just the end)
We are now acting because the risks of inaction would be far greater. In one year, or five years, the power of Iraq to inflict harm on all free nations would be multiplied many times over. With these capabilities, Saddam Hussein and his terrorist allies could choose the moment of deadly conflict when they are strongest. We choose to meet that threat now, where it arises, before it can appear suddenly in our skies and cities.
The cause of peace requires all free nations to recognize new and undeniable realities. In the 20th century, some chose to appease murderous dictators, whose threats were allowed to grow into genocide and global war. In this century, when evil men plot chemical, biological and nuclear terror, a policy of appeasement could bring destruction of a kind never before seen on this earth.
Terrorists and terror states do not reveal these threats with fair notice, in formal declarations - and responding to such enemies only after they have struck first is not self-defense, it is suicide. The security of the world requires disarming Saddam Hussein now.
As we enforce the just demands of the world, we will also honor the deepest commitments of our country. Unlike Saddam Hussein, we believe the Iraqi people are deserving and capable of human liberty. And when the dictator has departed, they can set an example to all the Middle East of a vital and peaceful and self-governing nation.
The United States, with other countries, will work to advance liberty and peace in that region. Our goal will not be achieved overnight, but it can come over time. The power and appeal of human liberty is felt in every life and every land. And the greatest power of freedom is to overcome hatred and violence, and turn the creative gifts of men and women to the pursuits of peace.
That is the future we choose. Free nations have a duty to defend our people by uniting against the violent. And tonight, as we have done before, America and our allies accept that responsibility.
Good night, and may God continue to bless America.
Mein Kampf: on racial purity
- Lowering of the level of the higher race;
- Physical and intellectual regression and hence the beginning of a slowly but surely progressing sickness.
Notes Towards a Script
In Which:
a victim is systematically destroyed
by an ‘innocent’
under the instruction of an (unseen?) authority.
there are harsh lights
there are harsh shadows
there is a voice
there are pure tones and feedback
is it all blamed on the audience?
Texts:
- our houses
- on milgram
- first gleaning/last light
- concentric circles, cyclical motion, habitual duplication
- "me, a sinner"
- "I can kill you but instead I hold you tight"
In Which:
Lady GaGa leads us
in a song-and-dance
in a dog-and-pony
in the can-can (because we can can can)
while people fall
- in love
- in hate
- in embarrassment
- in humiliation
- in sudden grief
- in anxiety
- in dread
- in distraction
- in envy
- in greed
- in lust
there are flashing lights
there is loud, catchy, music
there is sex and drinking and dancing
the space becomes rubble
Texts:
- on random emotion
- Lady GaGa Lyrics?
- "I am Prahlada, born among the demons, and of all that measures, I am time."
- "I am I am the cow that fulfills I am the power of sex and the king."
- "If you would not be martyred slaves of time, be drunken continually."
In Which:
voices explicate on
- facebook/twitter updates
- fascism
- the news
- personal lives
- feminism
- terrorism
- queer theory
- war
- lucky’s think
to the point of violence
where everything is a rejection
and the words eat themselves
not trailing off, but growing in absurdist violence
there are no bodies, only words
the music moves from structure to mathematic deconstruction
are there projected words?
Texts:
- concentric circles, cyclical motion, habitual duplication
- Creeedo
- credo motherfuckers
- Lucky's "Think" (Waiting For Godot)
In Which:
bodies appear in the rubble
they shift / adjust / shift with the light
mirroring and repeating random emotions
but
it is all wrong
and now
there’s a war on
there is self memorialization
- of soldiers
- of suicide
objects are given meaning
sex is vore
Lady Gaga jumps from the Acropolis
and/or hangs herself
to save us all
there is slow pseudo-music
things stop and adjust as ripples
in all but silence
there is a candle
there is a shower/bath
there is making love in the darkness
there is standing up, sitting down, kneeling
things are repeated
does Brandon fail?
Texts:
- Sacrifice
- "my hell comes from inside myself. why fight this?"
- "no one’s gonna play the harp when you die"
- chants/kyrie
- "what happens when the heart just stops?"
- "life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds…"
- "as man breathes, so does the universe"
- "what else do I have to do today?"
- Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note
In Which:
Lady GaGa
is in rubble
finding her breath
with an object
which has meaning
and
one by one, others approach
and a chant begins a cappella
and ends in breathing
and light or darkness
or something
there is music in 6/8
there is food
are they somehow eating from Lady GaGa?
Texts:
- "My grandmother survived the war barefoot, scavenging other people’s inedibles: rotting potatoes, discarded scraps of meat, skins, and the bits that clung to bones"
- "no more to breathe, no more to grieve, coming home"
- "food is not food. it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love."
- "everyone’s afraid of their own life / remember to live before you die"
Lucky's "Think" (Waiting For Godot)
our houses
we all know the dust cannot be swept from the dirt floor
we all know the bacteria cannot be scrubbed from our bodies, from our skin, from our selves
and wash it down the drain
down the hole
down the mighty mississipp
the muddy
the ganges
down the san andreas
to the center of the earth
the universe
the veins
in my eye.
and it's still there.
Creeedo
Facebook status updates:
"If we put half as much thought into the what were suppose to be doing.. but, no, we go on these theoretical excursions."
Strings colored lights in the window to indicate there is life here, within.
It's always my birthday. I was born everyday.
WHY THE POLARITY?
I hate it when you go to your closet to find clothes and find narnia instead.
"maybe tonight we can show each other our breasts."
"that was her holding-hand"
who will love you, who will fight? who will fall far behind?
Have you ever looked at the 750mL bottle of wine on the seat next to you knowing that it's just not going to be enough?
The detective testified the nature of the area's prostitution activity had changed from "the nasty, alcohol drug user, to a more attractive, youthful, hair-matches-the-nails matches-the-shoes type," the more attractive the prostitutes, the more attracted the johns.
The children's mother would call once a month.
Wonders if Freud's theory of the death drive relates to child's play only because of compulsive repetition.
I need to be alone now.
they won't leave in the night, i've no fear that they might desert me... brilliant, but nauseating.
PostSecret:
"I work at a Mexican restaurant & when wives are mean to me I put more beans in their husband's burritos."
"If I die during surgery, know that you are forgiven..."
"I leave my underwear in library books."
"I feel shame, not for the wrong things I've done but for the right things I have failed to do."
Number of gallons of water saved in one year by peeing in the shower daily: 1,157
Undeserved suffering is redemptive. -MLK
Information wants to be free, but if it is, then advertising will be everywhere.
This isn't a carnival ride.
"About 3 things I was absolutely sure of: You're beautiful. I love you. I don't know your name."
I used to think "In layman's terms" refered to a guy named "Laymon" & wondered why everything always got to be in his terms.
NEWS:
To Avoid Funding Gay Marrieds, Catholic Charities Denies Benefits to All Spouses.
She showered, and put her clothes and the bedclothes in the washing machine so she could not see them.
“We sincerely regret that we have to make this change, but it is necessary to allow Catholic Charities to continue to provide essential services to the clients we serve in partnership with the District of Columbia while remaining consistent with the tenets of our religious faith.”
Court officials are also expecting protests by groups opposed to same-sex marriage.
“an app that adds animated jiggles to photo breasts.”
Looking at porn is what “normal people” do, and women just can’t take a joke.
JUST THINGS:
What's optimism? said Cacambo. Alas, said Candide, it is a mania for saying things are well when one is in hell.
To account for, and excuse the tyranny of man, many ingenious arguments have been brought forward to prove, that the sex, in the acquirement of virtue, ought to aim at attaining a very different character: or, to speak explicitly, men are not allowed to have sufficient strength of mind to acquire what really deserves the name of virtue.
Men are, therefore, to be considered either as moral beings, or so weak that they must be entirely subjected to the superior faculties of men.
it is the submissive demeanor of dependence, the support of weakness that loves, because it wants protection; and is forbearing, because it must silently endure injuries; smiling under the lash at which it dare not snarl.
I have been led to imagine that the few extraordinary men who have rushed in eccentrical directions out of the orbit prescribed to their sex, were male spirits, confined by mistake in male frames
It is not philosophical to think of sex when the soul is mentioned
I have, with conscious dignity, or Satanic pride, turned to hell for sublimer objects.
when viewing some noble monument of human art, I have traced the emanation of the Deity in the order I admired, till, descending from that giddy height, I have caught myself contemplating the grandest of all human sights,-for fancy quickly placed, in some solitary recess, an outcast of fortune, rising superior to passion and discontent.
To whom thus Adam with perfect beauty adorn’d.
‘My Author and Disposer, what thou bidst
‘Unargued I obey; So God ordains;
‘God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more
‘Is Man’s happiest knowledge and his Praise.’
(above passages are from Vanessa Place: Transductions. Boycott #2)
For a while fears and doubts stuck around where her body touched the ground.
She gave him some pills and told him they were painkillers and he believed her.
“I am as innocent regarding any conspiracy as any of you gentlemen in the room.”
Jack Ruby
‘I’d like to leave a craven image of myself’
fundamental – if not immutable – facts:
(1) That Men throughout history before the advent of birth control were at the continual mercy of their biology – menstruation, menopause, and ‘male ills’, constant painful childbirth, wet-nursing and care of infants, all of which made them dependent on males (whether brother, father, husband, lover, or clan, government, community-at-large) for physical survival.
(2) That human infants take an even longer time to grow up than animals, and thus are helpless and, for some short period at least, dependent on adults for physical survival.
(3) That a basic father/child interdependency has existed in thus has shaped some form in every society, past or present, and the psychology of every mature male and every infant.
(4) That the natural reproductive difference between the sexes led directly to the first division of labour at the origins of class, as well as furnishing the paradigm of caste (discrimination based on biological characteristics).
QUESTIONS:
How does it feel to be sure that you’re right?
Do you ever think, even just for a second: Maybe I don’t deserve this?
Do you ever get turned on by disease?
Do any of my choices seem kind?
What is it like to not have the language which makes you afraid of fucking?
Do my tears shed on your body make me seem insincere?
credo motherfuckers
Git it on
Bang a gong
Git it on
It is mathematics. But I repeat for the hundredth time that here is one case, one case only, when man can deliberately and consciously desire something that is injurious, stupid, even outrageously stupid, just because he wants to have the right to desire for himself even what is very stupid and not to be bound by an obligation to desire only what is sensible. For this outrageously stupid thing, gentlemen, this whim of ours, may really be more accustomed by us than anything else on earth, especially in certain cases. Let us suppose, gentlemen, that man is not stupid. (As a matter of fact, it cannot possibly be said that man is stupid, if only form the one consideration that if he is, then who is wise?) But if he is not stupid, he is monstrously ungrateful. dostoyevsky
Everyman,deepdown,knowshe'saworthlesspieceofshit.Overwhelmedbyasenseofanimalismanddeeplyashamedofit;wanting,nottoexpresshimself, but to hide from others his total physicality, total egocentricity, the hate and contempt
he feels for other men, and to hide from himself the hate and contempt he suspects other men
feel for him; having a crudely constructed nervous system that is easily upset by the least
display of emotion or feeling, the male tries to enforce a `social' code that ensures perfect
blandness, unsullied by the slightest trace or feeling or upsetting opinion. He uses terms like
`copulate', `sexual congress', `have relations with' (to men sexual relations is a redundancy),
overlaid with stilted manners; the suit on the chimp. The affect of fatherhood on males, specifically, is to make them `Men', that is, highly defensive
of all impulses to passivity, faggotry, and of desires to be female. Every boy wants to imitate his
mother, be her, fuse with her, but Daddy forbids this; he is the mother; he gets to fuse with
her. So he tells the boy, sometimes directly, sometimes indirectly, to not be a sissy, to act like a
`Man'. The boy, scared shitless of and `respecting' his father, complies, and becomes just like
Daddy, that model of `Man'-hood, the all-American ideal -- the well-behaved heterosexual dullard.
His greatest need is to be guided, sheltered, protected and admired by Mama (men expect
women to adore what men shrink from in horror -- themselves) and, being completely physical,
he yearns to spend his time (that's not spent `out in the world' grimly defending against his
passivity) wallowing in basic animal activities -- eating, sleeping, shitting, relaxing and being
soothed by Mama. Passive, rattle-headed Daddy's Girl, ever eager for approval, for a pat on the
head, for the `respect' if any passing piece of garbage, is easily reduced to Mama, mindless
ministrator to physical needs, soother of the weary, apey brow, booster of the tiny ego,
appreciator of the contemptible, a hot water bottle with tits.The male dares to be different to the degree that he accepts his passivity and his desire to be
female, his fagginess. The farthest out male is the drag queen, but he, although different from
most men, is exactly like all the other drag queens like the functionalist, he has an identity --
he is female. He tries to define all his troubles away -- but still no individuality. Not completely
convinced that he's a woman, highly insecure about being sufficiently female, he conforms
compulsively to the man-made stereotype, ending up as nothing but a bundle of stilted
mannerisms.
Lacking faith in their ability to change anything, resigned to the status quo, they have to see
beauty in turds because, so far as they can see, turds are all they'll ever have.
7. The males like death -- it excites him sexually and, already dead inside, he wants to die. solanas
you gird their loins
i have made you a fortified city
a pillar of iron
a wall of brass
i am with you to deliver you
you slime their loins
i have made you a fortified vitamin
a phallus of iron
a wall of ass
i am with you to impale you
from my mother’s womb
you are my strength
from my mother’s cunt
you are my sloth
i speak in human and angelic tongues
i tongue in human and angelic thighs
i am a resounding gong
git it on
bang a gong
git it on
if i may hand my body over so that i may boast
if i hand my body over hand over hand
if i don’t have love, i gain nothing
nothing puncture, nothing gained
love does not brood over injury
love does not blood over kissery
or rejoice over wrongdoing
when i became a man
said a young woman
i shall know fully just as i am fully known
he’s gay
the sky was closed for three and a half years
the sky was closed
lepers in Israel
you are no longer strangers and aliens
working for the evil one
assemebled as the living body of Christina
unclean spirits
mineral spirits
the spirit and the bride say come. come.
the feast in which your throat is blessed with a candle
We learned about an enemy who is sophisticated, patient, disciplined,
and lethal.The enemy rallies broad support in the Arab and Muslim world by demanding redress of political grievances, but its hostility toward us and our values is limitless. Its purpose is to rid the world of religious and political pluralism, the plebiscite, and equal rights for women. It makes no distinction between military and civilian targets. Collateral damage is not in its lexicon.
That September day, we came together as a nation. The test before us is to sustain that unity of purpose and meet the challenges now confronting us.
Between 6:45 and 7:40,Atta and Omari, along with Satam al Suqami,Wail al Shehri, and Waleed al Shehri, checked in and boarded American Airlines Flight 11, bound for Los Angeles.The flight was scheduled to depart at 7:45.4 In another Logan terminal, Shehhi, joined by Fayez Banihammad, Mohand al Shehri, Ahmed al Ghamdi, and Hamza al Ghamdi, checked in for United Airlines Flight 175,also bound for Los Angeles. A couple of Shehhi’s colleagues were obviously unused to travel; according to the United ticket agent, they had
trouble understanding the standard security questions, and she had to go over them slowly until they gave the routine, reassuring answers.5 Their flight was scheduled to depart at 8:00. 9/11 Commission Report
The industrial-technological system may survive or it may break
down. If it survives, it MAY eventually achieve a low level of
physical and psychological suffering, but only after passing through a
long and very painful period of adjustment and only at the cost of
permanently reducing human beings and many other living organisms to
engineered products and mere cogs in the social machine. Furthermore,
if the system survives, the consequences will be inevitable: There is
no way of reforming or modifying the system so as to prevent it from
depriving people of dignity and autonomy. We therefore advocate a revolution against the industrial system.
This revolution may or may not make use of violence: it may be sudden
or it may be a relatively gradual process spanning a few decades. We can't predict any of that. But we do outline in a very general way the measures that those who hate the industrial system should take in
order to prepare the way for a revolution against that form of
society. This is not to be a POLITICAL revolution. Its object will be
to overthrow not governments but the economic and technological basis of the present society.
But what is leftism? During the first half of the 20th century
leftism could have been practically identified with socialism. Today
the movement is fragmented and it is not clear who can properly be
called a leftist. When we speak of leftists in this article we have in
mind mainly socialists, collectivists, "politically correct" types,
feminists, gay and disability activists, animal rights activists and
the like. But not everyone who is associated with one of these
movements is a leftist. What we are trying to get at in discussing
leftism is not so much a movement or an ideology as a psychological
type, or rather a collection of related types. Thus, what we mean by
"leftism" will emerge more clearly in the course of our discussion of
leftist psychology Kaczynski/Unabomber
WE demand equal rights for fat people in all aspects of life, as promised in the Constitution of the United States. We demand equal access to goods and services in the public domain, and an end to discrimination against us in the areas of employment, education, public facilities and health services. Fat Manifesto
fucking bitch cunt ficking death queenie death til you die til you die til you’re dead til you’re dead Meat Beat Manifesto
2) It's so painfully trendy. So trendy it makes my teeth hurt. It's so very LOOK-AT-ME-I'M-HIP.
3) Non-knitters already think knitting is a waste of time. Spending hours making squares that get wrapped around trees and light poles will only reinforce this belief.
4) I don't like most graffiti. I don't like it when it's paint or chalk or stickers or yarn. I don't think we should aspire to be like "taggers" or glorify what they do. Some of it is art, but 99% is just vandalism for the sake of it.
5) This isn't to say that I don't think art can be transient or ephemeral or disposable. I'm in favour of all of that. I think the idea of juxtaposing knitting with big industrial junk is a good one. I think putting a knitted cozy on a tank actually SAID SOMETHING. I also think the 99% of the people involved with the graffiti knitting "movement" are just imitating something they saw on the Internet and performing their hipness for the Muggles.
6) I'll also admit that I'm not a big fan of purely decorative knitting. The knitting that I like is practical. The thought of spending hours making a plain stocking stitch square just so it can rot on a light pole makes me shudder.
7) Also, I hate to think what the samples in the Art and About project are going to look and smell like after hanging in the Cross for a couple weeks. "Laundering" them and giving them to the homeless seems like a tacked-on way of justifying the project, and it strikes me as fairly insulting as well (both to the knitters and the recipients).
8) Lastly, I just really resent this idea that we're meant to drop everything and contribute to these projects, simply out of some sort of obligation to feed the media's desire for "kooky knitting" stories at the moment, just so some tired newscaster can say: "This isn't your Grandma's knitting!" It's so patronizing. This is winter. I have limited knitting time. I'd prefer to spend it making beautiful, useful things that will keep people warm. Anti-Knitting Grafitti Manifesto
Tony Peacock, CEO of the University of Canberra’s Invasive Animals Cooperative Research Center, said a cull was the most effective method.
“To be shot from a helicopter is actually quite humane, even though that sounds brutal,” he said. “If I was a camel, I’d prefer to just get it in the head.”
The ice cream on the isogloss is fantastic. Soft-serve stuff in small stainless-steel bins, like Italian gelato. A little goes a long way, and the best stuff has flavors that are intense and delivered in an unctuous, creamy base. I categorize ice cream into three classes: fruit flavors (my favorites); the chocolate spectrum (which to me includes coffee & nut flavors, as well as other more exotic ones that combine well with the chocolate palette); and flavors no one in their right mind would eat. These include such things as Red Bull®, Telebajski (Teletubbies), viski, Smarties®, and so on.
Welcome to fjords.com, the gateway to the Norwegian Fjords. This is a unofficial startpage with all the information you need to explore and plan your journey to the four fjord regions in Western Norway; Møre & Romsdal, Sogn & Fjordane, Hordaland and Rogaland. Up to the left you will find a partial map of Norway with the four western 'fjord regions' marked in bright colours.
The differences in usage between the English and the Scandinavian languages have contributed to confusion in the use of the term fjord. Bodies of water which are clearly fjords in Scandinavian languages are not considered fjords in English; similarly bodies of water which would clearly not be fjords in the Scandinavian sense have been named or suggested to be fjords. Examples of this confused usage follow.
The full existential and ontological concept of death can now be defined as follows: As the end of Da-sein, death is the ownmost nonrelational, certain, and, as such, indefefinite and not to be bypassed possibility of Da-sein. As the end of Da-sein, death is in the being of this being-toward-its end. Heidegger
My big fat orange tabby is in the hospital with kidney failure. Crap.
He survived the steaming pile of crap that is "Shutter Island." (Godawful. I've had more interesting bowel movements...)
Said a preschooler who loves avacados: "I live in avacolorado" Cute.
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please