Monthly Archives: August 2003

Updating…

Work on the image update for tomorrow is chugging along nicely. I've got about 1300 images processed so with about another 1500 or so left to go (to guess). I'm going to push to get them all done tomorrow, but I'm going to the gym in the morning too so I'm already dreading a long day… But there's some really wild freaky-fun stuff in the update already. Those of you especially with full access are going to love it.

Anyway, I'm discovering that my photos of BVI really sucked (in relative terms anyway)… Check out these three below by Rob (using his insanely powerful 5-megapixel supercamera), and then go to his page for the superhappypornoparty link with the rest.

They don't even look like photos… more like oil paintings, especially the first one. And the third one (which I assume must be a nighttime open-exposure shot) is pretty wild.

Wild world

Rabumans? Humbbits?

It's the future, and it may well be the only thing that saves mankind from the coming human-robot apocalypse… I really believe that we're going to watch the end of homo sapiens play out over the next fifty to one hundred years. Wild times to be alive, at the end of human history.

Where did henna go? And body painting?

BME covers two main subject areas: permanent and semi-permanent body modification (piercing, tattoos, surgery, binding, and so on) with a focus on the atypical (thus the limited emphasis on things like cosmetic surgery), as well as transformative body ritual (play piercing, suspension, ball dancing, etc.) with an emphasis on the invasive or penetrative, in both the “spiritual” and “psycho-sexual” realms. As such, there are many subject areas that are peripheral, but not directly covered by BME — obvious examples include sideshow culture, body painting, tribal history, hair (dreadlocks being an excellent example) and fashion, and so on.

Recently a number of people have been extremely upset at me for removing the henna section from BME, accusing me as marginalizing it as “meaningless fashion” by not including it. Ignoring how incredibly insulting such a statement is to the very valid art and culture of hair and fashion (which both certainly predate henna, and have a wider cultural range) and so on, it's simply not a relevant complaint. Do I think henna has a rich cultural history and do I get that it's important to people? Sure. But so do a lot of other things, and the fact that those things aren't directly BME subject matter and therefore aren't included doesn't mean I'm belittling them.

Now, if someone wanted to write an article, guest column, or even BME/Risks or glossary entry about how henna (or dreadlocks, body painting, drum circles, sideshow history, or any of the other myriad of interconnected subjects) relates to and crosses over with BME subject matter, I think it would make for a fascinating read and I'd gladly print it if it's well written — but that doesn't mean that entire galleries are going to be created and grown on the subject matter. After all, just because BME intervied Steve-O doesn't mean that I'm going to set up a gallery and encourage people to send in photos of all of his shows, or start posting reviews of all the Jackass-inspired shows.

Those of you who are in tears that you've been somehow personally disgraced by henna or body paint not being a gallery on BME any more shouldn't get so freaked out and miserable about it (one particularly irate person even had the gall to accuse that I hadn't included it because I'd never seen henna as well done as theirs, whatever that goofy statement was trying to imply). I would strongly urge a bit more maturity and objectiveness on the matter. If you feel I'm wrong, and think that henna is actually permanent body modification, present an argument, but don't try and argue that something not BME subject matter must be posted because it's important to you — that's just silly!

New stickers "in stock"

In stock isn't really the right term because they're not actually for sale, and I think that might be implying that? Anyway, I got my latest set in the mail this morning, so a few of you will have envelopes on the way shortly. Here's what I've got:

There's no donation system right now that I entirely trust, so I'm shifting them over to “postcardware”. That is, if you send me a postcard with your return address on it, I'll send you back a bunch of stickers, on one condition:

It must be a “location” postcard; so if I was sending it, it might be a “Beautiful Tweed, Ontario!” postcard or something along those lines… not some “cute kitten” piece of stock photography.

PS. Shannon Larratt, POB 1021, Tweed ON, K0K3J0 Canada.

It's funny…

…the first day I was there, I hated it. I thought the people were stupid and lazy, I was homesick, and the lack of communications infrastructure was driving me bonkers. Then I started to figure out that “stupid and lazy” was actually “laid back and relaxed” — just a different way of looking at the world — and started forgetting home, and remembering that it's not as if I'm on a landline here anyway. Now all I can think about is going back to stay for good.

Those pictures are courtesy of Clive (although since he's in one of the shots, I'm guessing that Kay took that photo).

Morning of 8/11

Nothing changes, right? When I was gone, I barely watched the news, and didn't have real online access so I wasn't able to see anything but CNN's all-Arnold all-the-time coverage of “The Running Man” circus. I decided to take a look at what was going on upon my return… Here's the first story I found (more):

It was 10:30 on a sweltering night when 12-year-old Mohammed al-Kubaisi climbed the concrete steps leading to his family's rooftop. The boy held two blankets so that he and his twin brother, Moustafa, could curl up together on the roof for the night, one of their favorite summer habits.

Mohammed had just reached the top when he turned to watch the military maneuvers on the street below: American soldiers were patrolling with rifles. One soldier looked up in the darkness and saw a figure on the roof, watching him.

A single bullet exploded into the air.

Mohammed's mother recalled dragging her son inside and screaming as she held him, his blood pouring onto the floor. She said Mohammed was struggling to breathe when a group of US soldiers slammed through the front door and pushed her aside as they searched the house.

Unfortunately the stories like that are endless — young and inexperienced US troops must be terrified, with everyone a potential guerrilla… And in that fear, they're shooting first and never asking questions, killing innocent families “by accident” in acts that will surely empower any guerrilla forces that actually are there, and manufacturing thousands more both there and abroad (more).

The Americans had set up roadblocks in the Tunisia quarter of Baghdad, where the abd al-Kerims live. The family pulled up to the roadblock sensibly, slowly and carefully, so as not to alarm the Americans.

But then pandemonium broke out. American soldiers were shooting in every direction. They just turned on the abd al-Kerims' car and sprayed it with bullets. You can see the holes in the front passenger window and in the rear window. You can see the blood of the dead all over the grey, imitation velvet seat covers.

Doctors said the father and his two daughters would have survived if they had received treatment quicker. Instead, they were left to bleed to death because the Americans refused to allow anyone to take them to hospital.

Even the “legitimate” kills are highly questionable; essentially amounting to prosecution characterized by no investigation and no trial… just straight to the execution, most recently seen in the “sniper executions” that the US has been carrying out. Iraq is now the rape and theft capital of the world — it's not a safe place to live, thanks to the destruction of the infrastructure. That, coupled with the US taking the weapons of the citizens has of course made normal innocent people desperate to find weapons to defend themselves with… but when the US finds people selling weapons, instead of simply taking the weapons or capturing the offenders, they kill them on the spot (more).

Witnesses said women ran screaming from the market after shots rang out and a man unloading AK-47 assault rifles from the back of a red car fell to the ground. A second man was shot in the head and died at the scene. One of the wounded men escaped and the other was taken for treatment at a nearby hospital.

It seems that the men were not given a warning or a chance to surrender.

“We did not give them the chance to engage,” Col Russell said, standing next to a cache of weapons and ammunition laid out on a tarpaulin. “I think we sent out a strong message today that you cannot walk around the streets with weapons.”

They tried to justify the killing by saying that the two had “state ID” cards with them (issued by Saddam), but that ignores that fact that they didn't know that in advance, and more importantly, those cards were issued to hundreds of thousands of government employees, including school teachers.

The recently revealed fact that the US is using the truly horrific weapon napalm in Iraq isn't helping win the “hearts and minds” of Iraqis either (more).

American pilots dropped the controversial incendiary agent napalm on Iraqi troops during the advance on Baghdad. The attacks caused massive fireballs that obliterated several Iraqi positions.

A 1980 UN convention banned the use against civilian targets of napalm, a terrifying mixture of jet fuel and polystyrene that sticks to skin as it burns. The US, which did not sign the treaty, is one of the few countries that makes use of the weapon. It was employed notoriously against both civilian and military targets in the Vietnam war.

“We napalmed both those [bridge] approaches,” said Colonel James Alles, commander of Marine Air Group 11. “Unfortunately there were people there … you could see them in the [cockpit] video. They were Iraqi soldiers. It's no great way to die. The generals love napalm. It has a big psychological effect.”

Some of you may remember that earlier this spring the US denied using napalm, saying that they'd destroyed it all two years ago… They later justified this lie by saying “oh, but this isn't napalm… it's super-napalm — we make it with kerosene instead of jet fuel!”

Have none of these generals read Mao? Read Guevara? They're playing into the hands of guerrilla organizers.

Anyway, one last thing I want to mention before I get to work, and that's Ashcroft's latest idea about how to “improve” the US legal system — I've written here before about Ashcroft's push for the death penalty whenever possible, and his pathological drive for maximum sentences, but now he wants to enshrine that hatred into law (more):

The founding fathers, whose brilliant design for the federal government was based on three coequal branches, would be horrified to learn of Attorney General John Ashcroft's latest idea for improving the American justice system. Mr. Ashcroft has ordered federal prosecutors to start collecting information on federal judges who give sentences that are lighter than those suggested by federal guidelines. Critics are right when they say this has the potential to create a “blacklist” of judges who could then be subjected to intimidation.

Someone just get me a boat so I can leave… This one (more) looks pretty good. I think I could handle life in Tahiti on a 72' wingsail catamaran.

My favorite Transylvanian

I've processed the first half of memberships for the update, but don't be too confused if you get a password email but your picture isn't on the site — they're not being added till around midnight I'm guessing. Right now I'm just pounding back the water to get good and hydrated and it's off to the gym… to see what kind of damage a week and a half of sloth did to me.

I find myself at another junction point in my life. I have some big decisions to make that I'm not qualified to make. Keep your fingers crossed that I do the right thing… but on a more easy note, I'm getting more excited about my new book all the time. I think it's going to be really groundbreaking and special.

My definition of a musician: a man who hears through all his senses. Anna Magadalena, Bach's second wife, records in her diary the striking impression made by her husband's eyes: they were listening eyes.

She also recalls: “Once I went into his room while he was composing 'Ah, Golgotha!' from St. Matthew's Passion. I was amazed to see his face, usually calm and fresh pink, turned gray and covered with tears. He didn't even notice me, so I crept back outside, sat down on the step by his door and started to cry.” Bach's music is the medium of heavenly transfiguration. In it there are no feelings, only God and the world, linked by a ladder of tears.

- E. M. Cioran
Tears and Saints

Other than building musical machines, I'm not much of a musician unfortunately, but I think that all art — be it music, painting, programming, poetry, whatever — is an expression of divinity and even programming can be a deeply emotional act if that's how you come at it. I find as I work out more, and it raises my hormone levels, I'm more and more emotional. It's strange… When my hormone levels are low, I feel in touch with the divine on a conscious level, but when they're high, I feel in touch on a subconscious or intuitive level.

It really leads one to an understanding of castration in the spiritual context; as a path to enlightenment. This is one of the subjects that the new book explores in depth — it is about heavy mods and BME/HARD material, but to my surprise the real subject is using carnal approaches to talk to God