I just finish cussing out a creationist for getting his evolutionary ideas from a Mr Potato Head box, and what do I find? The Pain presents…Mr Cthulhu Head.
Well. I don’t see the point of this study, but I suppose there are people who need to be clubbed about the head with the obvious who would be well-served by reading it. It’s a study to determine whether clones would have separate identities.
Umm, yeah?
They determined this by interviewing twins, who are clones of one another.
OK, yes?
From these findings the scientists said they could assume a clone would probably not feel their individuality was compromised by sharing genes with someone else; that their relationship with their co-clone was a blessing; and their uniqueness was not a negative thing.
That’s a relief. We can stop worrying about the clone armies full of self-loathing bodies with a single mind between them, I guess. I wonder if they also pursued the question of why, in any pair of twins, one individual gets all the good qualities, and the other is always pure evil?
Never mind. Try googling “soul” and “clone”—there are way too many people in the world who take that worry seriously. Maybe this was a necessary study after all.
From Under no circumstances, I have discovered Chris’s Invincible Super-Blog, which is full of bizarre comic book summaries, giant robots, and now, a ghostly octopus.
I also note that the ghostly octopus is horribly malformed. What is its beak doing there? Aaaaaaaaaah! It’s hideous!
I’ve made it to St Paul and am sucking down some caffeine before strolling over to the venue for my talk this afternoon, and I’ve got a few minutes for a quickie link dump from the mailbag. Digest these for a while…
Because if there were no anthropocism contest, I wouldn’t be able to enter it.
(via Uncertain Principles)
John Bentley sent me an issue of Seven Days with this interesting illustration on the cover: it’s titled “California”, by Chris Varricchione. Excuse the smudginess, but I just scanned it in from newsprint, so it isn’t exactly the cleanest image to start with. Still, I had to make it my desktop image—who can resist a flying mollusc/bird chimera? Now if only someone would point me to a sharper original source…
Thanks, John!
Monkey what?
The Apostropher is committing blasphemy, heresy, and sacrilege with this surreal “Monkey Jesus” abomination. I must respond in kind with…Dr Monkey.
Phil has a live one: a woman who mangles digital images with Photoshop filters to determine if they are lizardoid aliens. Foolish earthling. Everyone knows Phil is from Zeta Reticuli.
Along similar lines, I once had someone cast a detailed horoscope for me and send it along…apparently, I am one of the most evil baby-raping SOBs on the planet, and the only thing preventing me from oppressing and enslaving and destroying everyone is an excess of sloth and stupidity. These kooks—they say the obvious and pretend it is insight.
There’s no way I can argue with a Countess.
No wonder George W Bush is such a screw-up. He’s actually handled by Johannes Schlüter, a very tiny German with poor English skills.
