I made a mistake, the other day. (“what, one?” I hear you mentally snark)
Update: The DVDs are spoken for; they are going to corrupt some youth!
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I made a mistake, the other day. (“what, one?” I hear you mentally snark)
Update: The DVDs are spoken for; they are going to corrupt some youth!
The people at the local post office think I am very odd. Sometimes I get boxes full of wrought iron bars, or sand and I sometimes send out chunks of railroad track. What, it’s what postal service is for, isn’t it?
My friend Michael, out in LA, is a photographer and photoshop genius, and he sent me this thing he put together the other day. Posted with his permission.
WARNING : Sex crimes references incl. child rape. Quite graphic, confronting and likely upsetting.
This needs a big disclaimer: I am not a lawyer, but.
A while ago, I auctioned off a “winner’s choice” gooby. So, here it is:
I’m amazed that nobody seems to be pointing this out.
I’m sure that racists would come up for other ‘reasons’ for their hatred (perhaps they’d blame it on hiphop) but, unfortunately, for now, we’re stuck with pseudoscience.
I make no attempt to conceal the fact that I am a moral nihilist. No, that does not mean I want the world to end in blood and fire – it just means that I am unconvinced by the arguments I’ve heard, so far, that it’s possible to establish a useful, shared, long-term, notion of “right” and “wrong” that is not just someone’s opinion. But my interest in the topic has led me to do a lot of reading because I think it would be nice – unfortunately, so far, I don’t buy it.
This is a little thing I made for Crip Dyke. [pervert]
Seriously though, I am sending thoughts and prayers.
