Bush Iraq War Speach (just the end)

Should enemies strike our country, they would be attempting to shift our attention with panic and weaken our morale with fear. In this, they would fail. No act of theirs can alter the course or shake the resolve of this country. We are a peaceful people - yet we're not a fragile people, and we will not be intimidated by thugs and killers. If our enemies dare to strike us, they and all who have aided them, will face fearful consequences.

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

THERE are some truths which are so obvious that for this very reason they are not seen or at least not recognized by ordinary people. They sometimes pass by such truisms as though blind and are most astonished when someone suddenly discovers what everyone really ought to know. Columbus's eggs lie around by the hundreds of thousands, but Columbuses are met with less frequently.
Thus men without exception wander about in the garden of Nature; they imagine that they know practically everything and yet with few exceptions pass blindly by one of the most patent principles of Nature's rule: the inner segregation of the species of all living beings on this earth.
Even the most superficial observation shows that Nature's restricted form of propagation and increase is an almost rigid basic law of all the innumerable forms of expression of her vital urge. Every animal mates only with a member of the same species. The titmouse seeks the titmouse, the finch the finch, the stork the stork, the field mouse the field mouse, the dormouse the dormouse, the wolf the she-wolf, etc.
Only unusual circumstances can change this, primarily the compulsion of captivity or any other cause that makes it impossible to mate within the same species. But then Nature begins to resist this with all possible means, and her most visible protest consists either in refusing further capacity for propagation to bastards or in limiting the fertility of later offspring; in most cases, however, she takes away the power of resistance to disease or hostile attacks.
This is only too natural.
Any crossing of two beings not at exactly the same level produces a medium between the level of the two parents. This means: the offspring will probably stand higher than the racially lower parent, but not as high as the higher one. Consequently, it will later succumb in the struggle against the higher level. Such mating is contrary to the will of Nature for a higher breeding of all life. The precondition for this does not lie in associating superior and inferior, but in the total victory of the former. The stronger must dominate and not blend with the weaker, thus sacrificing his own greatness. Only the born weakling can view this as cruel, but he after all is only a weak and limited man; for if this law did not prevail, any conceivable higher development of organic living beings would be unthinkable.
The consequence of this racial purity, universally valid in Nature, is not only the sharp outward delimitation of the various races, but their uniform character in themselves. The fox is always a fox, the goose a goose, the tiger a tiger, etc., and the difference can lie at most in the varying measure of force, strength, intelligence, dexterity, endurance, etc., of the individual specimens. But you will never find a fox who in his inner attitude might, for example, show humanitarian tendencies toward geese, as similarly there is no cat with a friendly inclination toward mice.
Therefore, here, too, the struggle among themselves arises less from inner aversion than from hunger and love. In both cases, Nature looks on calmly, with satisfaction, in fact. In the struggle for daily bread all those who are weak and sickly or less determined succumb, while the struggle of the males for the female grants the right or opportunity to propagate only to the healthiest. And struggle is always a means for improving a species' health and power of resistance and, therefore, a cause of its higher development.
If the process were different, all further and higher development would cease and the opposite would occur. For, since the inferior always predominates numerically over the best, if both had the same possibility of preserving life and propagating, the inferior would multiply so much more rapidly that in the end the best would inevitably be driven into the background, unless a correction of this state of affairs were undertaken. Nature does just this by subjecting the weaker part to such severe living conditions that by them alone the number is limited, and by not permitting the remainder to increase promiscuously, but making a new and ruthless choice according to strength and health.
No more than Nature desires the mating of weaker with stronger individuals, even less does she desire the blending of a higher with a lower race, since, if she did, her whole work of higher breeding, over perhaps hundreds of thousands of years, night be ruined with one blow.
Historical experience offers countless proofs of this. It shows with terrifying clarity that in every mingling of Aryan blood with that of lower peoples the result was the end of the cultured people. North America, whose population consists in by far the largest part of Germanic elements who mixed but little with the lower colored peoples, shows a different humanity and culture from Central and South America, where the predominantly Latin immigrants often mixed with the aborigines on a large scale. By this one example, we can clearly and distinctly recognize the effect of racial mixture. The Germanic inhabitant of the American continent, who has remained racially pure and unmixed, rose to be master of the continent; he will remain the master as long as he does not fall a victim to defilement of the blood.
The result of all racial crossing is therefore in brief always the following:

  • Lowering of the level of the higher race;
  • Physical and intellectual regression and hence the beginning of a slowly but surely progressing sickness.
To bring about such a development is, then, nothing else but to sin against the will of the eternal creator.
And as a sin this act is rewarded.
When man attempts to rebel against the iron logic of Nature, he comes into struggle with the principles to which he himself owes his existence as a man. And this attack I must lead to his own doom.
Here, of course, we encounter the objection of the modern pacifist, as truly Jewish in its effrontery as it is stupid! 'Man's role is to overcome Nature!'
Millions thoughtlessly parrot this Jewish nonsense and end up by really imagining that they themselves represent a kind of conqueror of Nature; though in this they dispose of no other weapon than an idea, and at that such a miserable one, that if it were true no world at all would be conceivable
But quite aside from the fact that man has never yet conquered Nature in anything, but at most has caught hold of and tried to lift one or another corner of her immense gigantic veil of eternal riddles and secrets, that in reality he invents nothing but only discovers everything, that he does not dominate Nature, but has only risen on the basis of his knowledge of various laws and secrets of Nature to be lord over those other living creatures who lack this knowledge-quite aside from all this, an idea cannot overcome the preconditions for the development and being of humanity, since the idea itself depends only on man. Without human beings there is no human idea in this world, therefore the idea as such is always conditioned by the presence of human beings and hence of all the laws which created the precondition for their existence.
And not only that! Certain ideas are even tied up with certain men. This applies most of all to those ideas whose content originates, not in an exact scientific truth, but in the world of emotion, or, as it is so beautifully and clearly expressed today, reflects an 'inner experience.' All these ideas, which have nothing to do with cold logic as such, but represent only pure expressions of feeling, ethical conceptions, etc., are chained to the existence of men, to whose intellectual imagination and creative power they owe their existence. Precisely in this case the preservation of these definite races and men is the precondition for the existence of these ideas. Anyone, for example, who really desired the victory of the pacifistic idea in this world with all his heart would have to fight with all the means at his disposal for the conquest of the world by the Germans; for, if the opposite should occur, the last pacifist would die out with the last German, since the rest of the world has never fallen so deeply as our own people, unfortunately, has for this nonsense so contrary to Nature and reason. Then, if we were serious, whether we liked it or not, we would have to wage wars in order to arrive at pacifism. This and nothing else was what Wilson, the American world savior, intended, or so at least our German visionaries believed-and thereby his purpose was fulfilled.
In actual fact the pacifistic-humane idea is perfectly all right perhaps when the highest type of man has previously conquered and subjected the world to an extent that makes him the sole ruler of this earth. Then this idea lacks the power of producing evil effects in exact proportion as its practical application becomes rare and finally impossible. Therefore, first struggle and then we shall see what can be done.l Otherwise mankind has passed the high point of its development and the end is not the domination of any ethical idea but barbarism and consequently chaos. At this point someone or other may laugh, but this planet once moved through the ether for millions of years without human beings and it can do so again some day if men forget that they owe their higher existence, not to the ideas of a few crazy ideologists, but to the knowledge and ruthless application of Nature's stern and rigid laws.
Everything we admire on this earth today-science and art, technology and inventions-is only the creative product of a few peoples and originally perhaps of one race. On them depends the existence of this whole culture. If they perish, the beauty of this earth will sink into the grave with them.
However much the soil, for example, can influence men, the result of the influence will always be different depending on the races in question. The low fertility of a living space may spur the one race to the highest achievements; in others it will only be the cause of bitterest poverty and final undernourishment with all its consequences. The inner nature of peoples is always determining for the manner in which outward influences will be effective. What leads the one to starvation trains the other to hard work.
All great cultures of the past perished only because the originally creative race died out from blood poisoning.
The ultimate cause of such a decline was their forgetting that all culture depends on men and not conversely; hence that to preserve a certain culture the man who creates it must be preserved. This preservation is bound up with the rigid law of necessity and the right to victory of the best and stronger in this world.
Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live.
Even if this were hard-that is how it is ! Assuredly, however by far the harder fate is that which strikes the man who thinks he can overcome Nature, but in the last analysis only mocks her. Distress, misfortune, and diseases are her answer.
The man who misjudges and disregards the racial laws actually forfeits the happiness that seems destined to be his. He thwarts the triumphal march of the best race and hence also the precondition for all human progress, and remains, in consequence burdened with all the sensibility of man, in the animal realm of helpless misery.

Notes Towards a Script

Kyrie: Obedience To Authority

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:
Gloria: Lady GaGa, Priest 

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."
Credo: An Army of God

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:
Sanctus: Ripples When You Stop

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
Agnus Dei: A Conspiracy of Us

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)

    Given the existence as uttered forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal God quaquaquaqua with white beard quaquaquaqua outside time without extension who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia divine aphasia loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell are plunged in torment plunged in fire whose fire flames if that continues and who can doubt it will fire the firmament that is to say blast hell to heaven so blue still and calm so calm with a calm which even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast and considering what is more that as a result of the labors left unfinished crowned by the Acacacacademy of Anthropopopometry of Essy-in-Possy of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond all doubt all other doubt than that which clings to the labors of men that as a result of the labors unfinished of Testew and Cunnard it is established as hereinafter but not so fast for reasons unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and Wattmann it is established beyond all doubt that in view of the labors of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for reasons unknown of Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established what many deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in Essy that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of alimentation and defecation wastes and pines wastes and pines and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicillin and succedanea in a word I resume flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all sorts in a word for reasons unknown in Feckham Peckham Fulham Clapham namely concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown but time will tell fades away I resume Fulham Clapham in a word the dead loss per head since the death of Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of one inch four ounce per head approximately by and large more or less to the nearest decimal good measure round figures stark naked in the stockinged feet in Connemara in a word for reasons unknown no matter what matter the facts are there and considering what is more much more grave that in the light of the labors lost of Steinweg and Peterman it appears what is more much more grave that in the light the light the light of the labors lost of Steinweg and Peterman that in the plains in the mountains by the seas by the rivers running water running fire the air is the same and then the earth namely the air and then the earth in the great cold the great dark the air and the earth abode of stones in the great cold alas alas in the year of their Lord six hundred and something the air the earth the sea the earth abode of stones in the great deeps the great cold on sea on land and in the air I resume for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis the facts are there but time will tell I resume alas alas on on in short in fine on on abode of stones who can doubt it I resume but not so fast I resume the skull fading fading fading and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis on on the beard the flames the tears the stones so blue so calm alas alas on on the skull the skull the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the labors abandoned left unfinished graver still abode of stones in a word I resume alas alas abandoned unfinished the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the skull alas the stones Cunard (mêlée, final vociferations) . . . tennis . . . the stones . . . so calm . . . Cunard . . . unfinished . . .

    our houses

    and then we separated the inside of our houses from the outside of 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

    CREDO SHIT:

    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

    church in january

    church in january

    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

    3/1/10