The Indigestible

Missives From the Reality-Based World

Earlier in the year the dojo had a Literary Extravaganza to raise money for tournament fees. We’re doing it again on November 8th, this time to get nonperishable food for donations.

What’s nice is that a trio of performance artists from Flagstaff, Spoken Circus, will be there performing.

Last time I saw something that impressive was in the early 90s when I taped a performance for the Tucson Poetry Festival. The artists featured that weekend were Allen Ginsberg, Anne Waldman and Amiri Baraka.

So I’m kinda looking forward to this one.

Poster below:

(As an 11×17 PDF)

This story broke less than an hour ago.

Federal agents have broken up a plot to assassinate Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama and shoot or decapitate 102 black people in a Tennessee murder spree, the ATF said Monday.

In court records unsealed Monday, federal agents said they disrupted plans to rob a gun store and target a predominantly African-American high school by two neo-Nazi skinheads.

One wonders if this is in “retaliation” for the attack-that-wasn’t this weekend on a McCain campaign worker, or if these bastards are just plain nucking futs.1

Jim Cavanaugh, special agent in charge of the Nashville field office for the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives, said the two men planned to shoot 88 black people and decapitate another 14. The numbers 88 and 14 are symbolic in the white supremacist community.

The men also sought to go on a national killing spree, with Obama as its final target, Cavanaugh told The Associated Press.

I wonder how they’ll get along with the other Guantanamo detainees? Because this is as clear-cut a case of intended domestic terrorism as anything I’ve seen in quite a while.

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1. Or if, indeed, the distinction is even relevant.

Just so you know.

I hit what I shoot at.

Just so you know I’m not gonna be some random fag you get to bash.

We will not bow to your ideas. We will not behave as you want us to.

Fuck you.

We’re liberal — and we are armed. And we will return fire.

Just so you know.

“You doing all right?”

“I guess,” I said. “I’m a little nervous.”

The nurse smiled. “You’ll be fine. We’re a well-funded institution, and we’re doing OK for technology.”

Somehow, for some reason, I was not reassured.

The mask was fixed on my face and I felt the cool injection of anesthetics into my IV line. “Breathe deeply,” the nurse said. “And relax.”

I nodded.

Someone else came in the room, a woman.

“Hey,” she said. “I’m really lookin’ forward to workin’ on you, dont’cha know?”

I tried to sit up, but straps were holding me down. I tore the mask away. “I don’t want HER working on me! Find me my doctor! She has no clue what she’s doing!”

“We like a fresh approach to problems.” The nurse pushed me back on the bed. “This is your doctor. She’s got what it takes to fix everything that’s wrong with you.”

“And how!” the woman said, pausing to put a wad of gum on her stethoscope.

Then I woke up, in a tub of ice, and my kidneys were missing.

Some urban legends ring far too true.

Couple weeks back news surfaced that Pepsi was planning to change their logo from the standard roundel-with-a-stripe to something … well, lopsided and fugly. Brand New has the scoop, and wow, is this thing just bad.

Pepsi alleges that the mark is meant to resemble a “smile”. Well, it doesn’t. It’s off balance, the proportions are wrong, and there’s far too much tension imposed by the negative space between the overhang of the red/black above the blue.

There was a 30-second version created over at Typographer that, frankly, is infinities better:

See what happens when you outsource your board of directors and CEO?

Venezia Cafe in Romania is promoting wireless services in a fun way, one that appeals to the typography geek in me.

Now that we’ve exhausted emoticons, I suppose emotibeverages are really the next frontier.

I’m a little bummed that someone beat me to this, though I wouldn’t have much use for it anyway except to promote the hospital’s cafeteria…

Via.

When it’s used to justify setting an eleven-year-old girl on fire, it’s probably time for all of us to rethink the “respect” we give to religion, to its practitioners, and particularly to leaders who endorse extremism in its name.

Kill ’em all and let their gods sort ’ em out.

Via Tavi, a twelve-year-old girl who I think might eventually change the world. This is one of her own self-portraits.

Ignore the chronological age. This is a great image by any judgment. This is an artist in birth, about to take wing.

Not so much McCain’s campaign, but those who still believe in him.

Now McCain is suggesting that Obama’s proposed policies, such as raising taxes by 3% on the rich, are socialist.

Not at all like the US Government’s 700 billion bailout of Wall Street fat fucktards, which isn’t socialist in the least, oh no no no — that’s just welfare for the wealthy, which isn’t at all the same thing.

After all, socialism is welfare for the poor.

You see?

On a somewhat lighter note, a woman in India beheaded a man on Thursday after he tried to assault her. (The article plays coy but we can assume it was an attempted rape.)

He’d been stalking her for months, and he came upon her while she was harvesting grass to feed her cattle.

He apparently didn’t fully understand that the sickle she was holding was good for cutting more than grass.

She evidently paraded through the marketplace in Makkapurva village with his head. All I can really say is good for her — and he’s probably glad that was the only body part she cut off.

The Dallas (TX) school district laid off hundreds of teachers and moved hundreds more on Thursday — in order to forestall an $84mln budget shortfall that was the result of math error.

Apart from the irony of effect-and-cause here, this is a clear case where you ignore the numbers, damn the budget, and forge ahead with necessary services. Such as educating the young to keep them from future upfuckeries of this nature.

Remember, folks. This is the same state that wants creationism taught as science, and that gave us eight spectacular years of George Walker Bush.

I say we take off and nuke the site from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure.

Ah, it’s nice to know the BBC is atop the latest tends. (Click to enlarge. Note the highlighted area. Chuckle.)