Showing posts with label public service announcement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label public service announcement. Show all posts

02 March 2011

!!! RED ALERT !!!

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CODE RED CODE RED CODE RED


An Army private suspected of leaking hundreds of thousands of sensitive and classified documents to the WikiLeaks anti-secrecy group was charged Wednesday with aiding the enemy, a crime that can bring the death penalty or life in prison.

The Army filed 22 new charges against Pvt. 1st Class Bradley E. Manning, including causing intelligence information to be published on the Internet. The charges don't specify which documents, but the charges involve the suspected distribution by the military analyst of more than 250,000 confidential State Department cables as well as a raft of Iraq and Afghanistan war logs. Thousands of the documents have been published on the WikiLeaks website.

Although aiding the enemy is a capital offense under the Uniform Code of Military Justice, Army prosecutors have notified the Manning defense team that it will not recommend the death penalty to the two-star general who is in charge of proceeding with legal action.

The Army has not ruled out charging others in the case, pending the results of an ongoing review. Army leaders have suggested that there may have been supervisory lapses that allowed the breach to occur.



CODE RED CODE RED CODE RED



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24 February 2011

pretty good stuff, maynard

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Eyes off that watch swinging on its fob....

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20 December 2010

24 November 2010

reminder

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Public service announcement....

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13 October 2010

07 August 2010

i am like SO ready to go off into my light body

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Learning may be painful, but, dammit, it's vital.

People seem to think that denying or ignoring uncomfortable stuff makes it not so. Well. That is not so, and being as how that is not so, actuality plays out without you. You are the victim of it. You have no participation in improving it. You might think it's best to leave this to others, but guess which others get control of your reality then.... C'mon, I know you can figure it out.

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You know, I was looking all over for my computer glasses while listening to that ibuprofen-inducing audio earlier, and it wasn't until sometime after snapping this image that I realized that streak of green up in my hair was not the camera, but my long-lost computer glasses....

Just thought you should know that....

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That was pretty interesting... for someone who has studied the ancients for decades, anyway. Sort of puts a fine point on why gaping at horse-faced girls with surgically altered sexual attributes and prurient shaves is such a bummer. It's only cosmic when there's love. Otherwise it is wiser, kinder, more spiritual to masturbate. But it isn't even sexual intercourse, really, in this sacred marriage business. It's merely about a kind of intimacy that transcends naked bodies, transcends The Battle of the Sexes, transcends time and space and the walking around world altogether. It requires a kind of truthfulness in which I am dirt certain very few of you have ever even dreamed of finding yourselves engaged. It gives the notions of respect and of trust whole new universes of meaning. It turns into what you call telepathy and you never even had to lay a finger on the other.

I have never in my life spent any length of time with a man who was remotely suspicious of my relations with other men. I have men friends with whom I visit, and stay overnight, sometimes even sharing a bed, and I never in all my completely outrageous amount of experience had a lover who was remotely suspicious of my faithfulness to him. I wouldn't have one. So many people think that possessiveness and jealousy is a sign of real love. It is a sign of real sickness and a terrible relationship that will only cause miseries of all sorts. Ask anyone engaged in one. Disregard the excuses.

And if you ever get to the kind of intimacy I'm talking about, you will heartily agree, it is radically better even than sex.

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And for math geeks....

See? I don't forget you.

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03 July 2010

oh, well, this will be easier

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You should bookmark this page. I've been linking it on a big long page full of charts and links and weather data that may take some of you a month to load, if you could get it to load at all, and this graphic is the one I find most useful. I don't know what happened to the strings of oil broken off from the main block that used to be swirling well south of the spill. Maybe they got slammed back into it by the prevailing currents. Anyway, this puppy shows what you can expect the oil to be doing, projected out a few days, at any given time you go to visit it. I visit it every day or two.

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02 May 2010

keep in touch

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Probably more pretty darn good stuff to come.
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03 April 2010

let me explain

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Back when first I was going to become a computer-owning person, right when part of the Bay Bridge had just fallen into the bay, I was determined, determined, to be a sensible person, in sync with the rest of the legal professionals out there, not bucking the evil tide, functioning as yer basic respectable sort, someone whose PC could smoothly interact with those of my peers.

Everyone who knew me, except one very doggedly pragmatic, commonsensical and businesslike Yalie, said, "Oh, nooooo! You are a Mac sort of person. You just CAN'T do that!"

I did it.

Thus I learned in intricate detail the hell people go through to be computer-savvy citizens, functioning in the digital age.

You fucking fools.

For a very long time, the affordability thing was the big excuse. It was NEVER good enough, but now it's REALLY not good enough. I was not a destitute person back then. I am now. Still, I starved myself, stayed home, skipped movie rentals and the odd treat to a restaurant dinner, for five months to have my new Mac when my beloved old one blew up.

Turns out that three monster brown-outs, right in a stomach-churning row, at my mother's house, when my machine was plugged directly into the wall, toasted my power source... and a couple weeks later it went down. When I went to Radio Shack to see about one of those battery gizzies that won't let brown-outs reach your computer, the guy there freaked about what kind of monster-good power source had to be in my computer to have survived that even for a minute. There's still a chance I can get to a Mac genius to give it a new power source....

That's the ONLY thing that ever went wrong with my G5 iMac in the five years I had it. It would STILL be rocking if not for that apocalyptic electricity bullshit happening when I'd been too careless for a few days.

I know that replacing it turned into a nightmare for me, but Apple bent over backward to ease my misery, and they very seriously made good on the ordeal. I ended up with something quite more powerful and functional than I'd ordered to begin with, plus a free iPod Shuffle... and, bip-bam... I'm now working on a Mac that has not given me one moment of grief. I plugged it in and kazaaaaaaaart.

Everything looks a thousand percent better on a Mac, everything. It feels elegant, even when it's set up in the barn. It's not like having a small washing machine or a Cuisinart sitting on your desk. It actually makes yer desk look prettier. It's fun. It's intuitive. You can work your heart out on it and it never lets you down. I know there are guys out there adept at making their Macs crash, but that has to be a guy thing, that knack for finding the very least perceptible weakness and exploiting it and exploiting it and exploiting it until something finally blows, because a Mac has NEVER crashed on me, NEVER lost my stuff, NEVER refused to submit to the precise way I want it to act in front of me, and ALWAYS provided me with a way to get what I want, do what I want, with everything I do on it.

Snow Leopard came with a few minor glitches, and even those were correcting themselves instanter, and the updates to fix them have come with due dispatch. I know there are some scarily tolerant humans out there, who daily endure veritable Perseids of glitches and hassles and mistakes and insults and do-overs and faux pas and breakdowns without complaint, but for those of us who value every micron of serenity, there just can't possibly be anything better than life with a Mac. If this makes me a Moonie, so be it.
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10 February 2010

public service announcement

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People ask me this all the time....

Part of why I quit yonder. Between the dirt ignorance posing as journalism and the kamikaze sophistry on the threads, and this question in one form or another over and over and over.... The Buddhist canon is shot through with warnings not to waste time, not to sink vital energy into that karma. So. I listened.

I'm probably sunk anyway but don't need to work so hard to sink myself. And I need all the juice wasted in exasperation over there for positive manifestation. All of it. And more.

It isn't just His Bradness. Not by a country mile. It's just about every liberal blog. And the conservative ones go without saying by now, I'm sure. People just put whatever spin they want on the general mental conditioning being sprinkled liberally onto the mass consciousness daily, create their own preferred mode of sophistry to peddle, thus improving on the think tanks' and spin doctors' evil mass mind control efforts far beyond their most lavish expectations... not for a nanosecond feeling the remotest unease about doing this, either.

I hope you sit down and listen deeply to this PSA, meditate on it as though it were the toughest koan to crack in the ten directions. Everyone's lives are depending on it.
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06 February 2010

scientific proof

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While indica does not make me psychotic, it turns me into a piece of furniture worried about breathing, and this would seem to furnish some sort of chemical explanation for why sativa makes me happy and affable and indica is such a damn drag I have no interest in going there.

The good news for all you maniacs spiraling in the doldrums is that you can, you should switch to sativa. Indica smacks you to the floor and sativa makes you float. Commonly, people believe this means the skunk gives you more bang for your buck. This is wrong. The lightness is not lack of strength. It is enjoyable, uplifting... and healthier.

Indica: leaves tending to forest green with red hairs.

Sativa: leaves tending to chartreuse with purple hairs.

If you only ever see them dried and ready to smoke, google around for images to help you tell the difference.
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