Monthly Archives: April 2004

Killing your abusers?

Consider that today might be a good day to call your school board and tell them you want them to invest time and money in anti-teasing problems. I genuinely believe that teasing — simple teasing — is one of the worst problems in this world, in that it's the root of so much more pain. Hurting a child or a teen while they're growing is dangerous for everyone.

By now, it's over. If you are reading this, my mission is complete.... Your children who have ridiculed me, who have chosen not to accept me, who have treated me like I am not worth their time are dead. THEY ARE FUCKING DEAD.... Surely you will try to blame it on the clothes I wear, the music I listen to, or the way I choose to present myself, but no. Do not hide behind my choices. You need to face the fact that this comes as a result of YOUR CHOICES. Parents and teachers, you fucked up. You have taught these kids to not accept what is different. YOU ARE IN THE WRONG. I have taken their lives and my own--but it was your doing. Teachers, parents, LET THIS MASSACRE BE ON YOUR SHOULDERS UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIE.


Prejevalsky Horses

First, I think outsourcing is insane. It's fucking stupid. Take a look at the history of powerful nations, and look at how they got that power and how they lost it. Germany became a megapower by tricking Britain into allowing it to develop a huge chemical industry, which everyone else outsourced to. Their top notch product and hard work for low dollars allowed a broken, second-rate country (in comparison to Britain at the time), to snowball in size quickly — and as it turned out, dangerously.

America was one of the nations that refused to outsource to Germany. As a result, it spent a decade producing crap labelled “Made in America“, but, at the end of it, it dominated the markets and rose to power (especially after Germany shot itself in the foot — at least now they've learned their lesson and are sticking to financial war). Being able to control all steps of the design, manufacturing, and marketing process was key in this. We've already watched large sectors of the tech industry being to collapse as we outsource work to potentially hostile nations.

But now they're going to outsource biotech to nations that are barely friendly with the US? Hell, even if they're not at war with the US, these nations are already at war with each other, threatening to blow out into the surrounding region. Outsource planet-killer weaponry tech to India? No offence to India, but seems to me that's playing with fire (more, more).

Nuclear weapons won't wipe out humanity. It's just not going to happen. Even if the superpower nations blew off the majority of the bombs they have, the end result is knocking humans back a bit historically (and I really doubt it would be more than a 75 year throwback), and the planet becomes a gorgeous nature reserve — most animals are not as sensitive as we are to radiation and would do fine. Chernobyl now has beautiful herds of wild horses running near the old nuclear reactor (more, more).

Biological weapons on the other hand could be produced in a small lab for very low dollars in comparison to the cost of nuclear. Deploying them is easy (again, in comparison to nuclear — it's still not easy)…. and they really do have the ability to be a species-wide suicide pill. It's one of the few ways that we could wipe all or almost all human life off the planet.

Nurse: I don't know how I'm going to find your vein.

Me: It's very prominent, I'm sure you can do it by feel if you can't see it.

Nurse: Oh, I don't know if I can find it.

(At this point I'm getting annoyed because I think she's being crass).

Me: Do you say that to your black clients as well?

Doctor: Now Shannon, you have to remember we're in Yorkville. These two only respect money… So let me ask you about your businesses. Would you say it's fair to say that you've been successful financially?

Me: Yes, extremely well.

Nurse: Oh! I love your tattoos, you're so interesting!

It really was like that.

I've written this before here, and I'll write it again: the mainstream doesn't actually have a problem with tattoos per se. Their issue is with the outsider. Once they know your tattoo doesn't mean that, they stop seeing them. They even switched to using the word “your decorations” over “your tattoos”.

It always grosses me out when money opens the door to the secret clubhouse, but I hope that maybe it helps them see people with tattoos and piercings in a different light.

The date

The eleventh anniversary of the assassinations in Waco, and the ninth anniversary of the retaliatory attack on the government buildings in Oklahoma. I'm sure all the Patriot-types are fantasizing about their own mixes of diesel and fertilizer. Injecting some common sense, it's also the 56th anniversary of Costa Rica abolishing its army, which many consider the primary reason that it's one of the least corrupt Central American countries and has never fallen to a dictator or civil war.

Maybe we should all consider that option.

Slithy toves; update posted

First of all, sorry about the slowdown and downtime. I had to install even more security patches c/o Microsoft, and I'm worried that one of my modules has developed some kind of a memory link. I think it may be allocating memory but not deallocating it, so it eventually fills up all the memory with crap and grinds to a halt as it starts trying to use its disk cache. It looks stable now, but I'm not going to count my wyrms before they hatch.

Second of all, I am worried that not all my email is getting to me. I've had a few people send me “didn't you get me mail” type questions. If you're one of those people, do feel free to CC your message to me here on IAM if you have an active account. If it's TOS related issue and your message to me isn't getting through, try contacting via the site (thanks Vanilla!!!).

An image update is posted, but just a mini. Expect more on Tuesday… Thank you to newglobalmenace for the cover shot. Anyway, if you don't mind I'm going to tell a brief story and then head out to my night job slaying demons and jabberwockys.

So I'm walking along looking for some wholewheat pitas and I hear some mumbling from behind me. I turn around and it's a somewhat crazy looking hobo. He says to me, “I was going to… you look just like (some name).”

“I don't know who that is, but thank you,” I reply, smiling.

He looked confused for a moment, and then said, “yeah, I suppose (name) isn't such a bad guy.” Making a twirling crazy-finger gesture he added, “a bit mental though!”

“Yeah, well so am I, so I'll take the original compliment.”

I think he decided that meant I was alright and he told me that we were all mental in some way, and went on his way… I always like being mistaken for a hobo.

Less worth watching

But you know you will anyway.