Saaaaanta Claaaaaaus


Apropos of Nothing

I just had a thought and no where to put it. Forgive me if this ain't the most appropriate place. Here's the thought:

Everything is reducible to politics. Even metaphysics. I know, this already seems obnoxious. But just give me a minute. Why does it matter whether I think the answer to life, the universe and everything is best described by the Tao Te Ching, Bible, Qur'an, Bhagavad Bita, qumran scrolls, Kant, Hegel, Quine, al-Wahhab, Ken Wilber, Stephen Hawking, or Douglas Adams? It matters because it effects my behavior. We all ultimately want other people to do what we want them to do. At the risk of employing Geddy-Lee-esque philosophy, even if all you want is for others to leave you alone, you're still making a political statement. Every question is, at bottom, a question of power. Everything is political.

Poke holes. There is a second thought that is pursuant to this first thought, so I wonder if it stands up to scrutiny. What is human that is apolitical? I have what seem to me solid arguments to respond to anything I've been able to put up to this question. I'm sure y'all can do better.

Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! (with apologies to athiests, Jews (except those of the Jews for Jesus stripe), Buddhists, Shintoists, Zoroastrians, members of the Temple of Set, Scientologists, Hindus, Cathars, practitioners of Santaria, Satanists, members of the Society of Thule, Jedis, Sikhs, Baha'is, Confucianists, Animists, Jains, Bene Gesserit, Juche, Rastafarians, Discordians, Thelemists, Taoists, Caodaiists, Subgenii, Cheondoists, Yazdânists, Masai, Zulu, Manichaeists, Feminists, the professoriat of Columbia University, Mitch Furman or anyone else who might want one.)

The Wedding Spiller


It'll be worth it.


Can you recall a time when you made an ass of your self and the payoff was so gratifying, so amazing, in the moment you said "I can do anything."

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Annual Rhythmic Ceremony


[13:30] Drinkspiller: A radio station where all the broadcasts come from 18 minutes in the future. Only one apartment receives the signal.
[13:31] bizzleburp: huh?
[13:31] Drinkspiller: that's all i got so far
[13:31] bizzleburp: sign me up
[13:31] Drinkspiller: seems like there is a short in there somewhere
[13:33] bizzleburp: well i'm sure you can get plutonium on every street corner in 1985
[13:34] Drinkspiller: ROFL!!!
[13:35] bizzleburp: Radio Of Future Lesbians
[13:35] Drinkspiller: this is how brilliant ideas develop
[13:36] Drinkspiller: unfortunately, it's how shitty ones develop too.
[13:36] bizzleburp: BINGO!
[13:54] tokyocrunch: looks like another artfully lazy RL post to me!

Will (you) work for beer


Wanted: Perfectionist HTML / CSS / JS coder to pay it forward, develop gallery microsite for beta iteration of FoundFutures alpha.

Details: 3(ish) total pages, "floating" foreground elements atop static background, Lightbox JS for gallery items. Collaboration and guidance welcome and appreciated. Tokyo to provide all content and graphics support.

Timeline: Yesterday, of course.

Payment terms: Non-monetary but negotiable (alcohol, undying gratitude, future right of first refusal on FF projects)

Contact: tokyocrunch at geemail dot comskis

PSDs available at DivShare for further investigation.

The world needs heroes.