Fyrir afa sinn hann orðuræfil fékk (o, svei!)
Og ýmsa frændur sína, trekk í trekk (o, svei!)
Og son sinn keypti útúr sjötta bekk! O, svei!
- Þú ert annaðhvort þingmaður, eður ei.
That’s what I didn’t expect from the Wachowski brothers (The Matrix), this angry, summoning Tom Paine moral dispatch that puts our pundits, politicians, and cable news hosts to shame. V for Vendetta instills force into the very essence of four-letter words like hate, love, and (especially) fear, and releases that force like a fist. Off come the masks, and the faces are revealed.
Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dreaming so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled back, skin falling off. But he wasn't afraid of that. It was a beautiful day. How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do. Take a little ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love everybody.
Ok now I get it, you're saving your really good lies for some smarter cop, is that it? I'm just a donut in the on-deck circle. Wait 'till the real guy gets here. Wait 'till the big guy comes back. I'm prob'ly just his secretary. I'm just Montell Williams, you wanna talk to Larry King! ... I've been a murder policeman for ten years, if you're gonna lie to me, you lie to me with respect!
Sometimes I rock 'n roll
Sometimes I stay at home
And it's just fine..
Since everyone and their uncle has been asking, about 1450 micropatrons contributed $39,900 over the past year...99.9% of that coming during the 3 week fund drive.
Keralafylkið á Indlandi nýtur minni hagvaxtar og hefur minni þjóðarframleiðslu á kjaft en flest indversk fylki. En eins og hagfræðingurinn og nóbelshafinn Amyarta Sen bendir á þá er meðalaldur þar hærri, læsi meira og heilbrigðisástand betra en annars sataðar á Indlandi. Sama er upp á teningnum í hinu lukta landi Bhútan sem ekki tekur þátt í alþjóðlegri samkeppni. Þar eru menn betur menntir, fæddir og skæddir en víðast í þriðja heims löndum. Samt mælist þjóðarframleiðslan á kjaft afar lítil, landið er ,,tæknilega" með fátækustu löndum heims. Eins og gefið var í skyn segja mælingar á þjóðarframleiðslu ekki alltaf mikið um kjör manna. Mælingar þessar mæla nefnilega bara efnahagsvirkni á markaði. Það þýðir að baki menn brauð heima hjá sér er það ekki tekið með í útreikninga á þjóðarframleiðslu þótt það stríði gegn heilbrigðri skynsemi að framleiðslan aukist ekki fyrir vikið. En þjóðarframleiðsla eykst ef bílslys verður, sú staðreynd stríiðr svo sannarlega gegn heilbrigðri skynsemi. Því ber að taka öllu tali um mælingar á þjóðarframleiðslu með varkárni.
It's thick, creamy [...] and stands erect at a whopping 46.5 centimeters -- over 21 inches in the old parlance - and, according to the Pleasure Support Squad formed by Josei Jishin (2/21), Japan's gals can't stop licking it.
,,I just couldn't resist it. If the visual appeal wasn't enough, one mouthful and I was filled with pleasure," reports Yasuko, a member of the Josei Jishin Pleasure Support Team.
BEIJING -- The top editors of the China Youth Daily were meeting in a conference room last August when their cell phones started buzzing quietly with text messages. One after another, they discreetly read the notes. Then they traded nervous glances.
Colleagues were informing them that a senior editor in the room, Li Datong, had done something astonishing. Just before the meeting, Li had posted a blistering letter on the newspaper's computer system attacking the Communist Party's propaganda czars and a plan by the editor in chief to dock reporters' pay if their stories upset party officials.
No one told the editor in chief. For 90 minutes, he ran the meeting, oblivious to the political storm that was brewing. Then Li announced what he had done.
The chief editor stammered and rushed back to his office, witnesses recalled. But by then, Li's memo had leaked and was spreading across the Internet in countless e-mails and instant messages. Copies were posted on China's most popular Web forums, and within hours people across the country were sending Li messages of support.
The government's Internet censors scrambled, ordering one Web site after another to delete the letter. But two days later, in an embarrassing retreat, the party bowed to public outrage and scrapped the editor in chief's plan to muzzle his reporters.
... in August, Li Erliang proposed a point system for awarding bonuses to the paper's staff members. Reporters would receive 100 points if their articles were praised by provincial officials, 120 if praised by the propaganda department and 300 if praised by a member of the Politburo. Points would be deducted if officials criticized articles. Just one report that upset a party leader could mean loss of a month's salary.Það besta við þetta er samt að bréfið sem gaurinn skrifaði, og sem fór síðan einsog eldur í sinu útum allt á nokkrum mínútum, var 13.000 orða langt. Haldiði að einhver myndi nenna að lesa svo langt bréf, sama um hvað það fjallaði, ef ég myndi senda það til allra sem ég þekki? Minnir mig hálfpartinn á gaurana í post-soviet Rússlandi sem söknuðu gömlu vondu daganna, þegar fólk las vegna þess að hið skrifaða orð skipti máli. Illa grunduð rómantík að vissu leyti, en ritskoðun byggir vissulega á þeirri forsendu að það sem er skrifað og það sem er birt á opinberum vettvangi hljóti að hafa áhrif..
We have a tradition of satire when dealing with the royal family and other public figures, and that was reflected in the cartoons. The cartoonists treated Islam the same way they treat Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism and other religions. And by treating Muslims in Denmark as equals they made a point: We are integrating you into the Danish tradition of satire because you are part of our society, not strangers. The cartoons are including, rather than excluding, Muslims...sem er náttúrulega kjaftæði, a.m.k. til hálfs. Það er allavega mjög erfitt að sjá þetta alltsaman fyrir sér í formi vináttuvottar, Hands Around Denmark o.s.frv. Hinsvegar er það alveg rétt að þarna er trúarlegum tabúum múslima ekki gert lægra undir höfði en hindurvitnum annarra trúarbragða..
Talking about his work outside of comics, Morrison said he just finished the script for We3 at New Line, and talking about the differences between the movie and
the comic book, explained that a lot of scenes didn’t make it into the
comic book because he only had 96 pages to play with. He said he put a
lot of scenes he had to take out back into the screenplay.
Imagine this: a small group of white supremacists collects in Strauss Park near where I live in New York City, and then marches up Broadway, past 125th Street, into the heart of Harlem, all the while chanting anti-African-American slogans of the vilest kind. They have a permit from the city for their march. They use the n-word, they call black people monkeys, they taunt them with reminders that their ancestors were slaves owned by the white people's own ancestors. They call black people lazy, stupid, and repeat every stereotypical epithet from the centuries of historical insult and injury to which African-Americans have been subjected in this country. An angry crowd gathers around the marchers. African-Americans yell some threats at the marchers, vowing to hurt them. Words are exchanged, and a shouting match erupts between one of the march leaders and a black man. The black man's mother is subjected to a particularly repulsive and obscene insult by the white man. Suddenly, the black man cannot take it anymore, and lashes out at the marcher, striking him down to the ground and kicking him until he is seriously injured. A few other young and hot-blooded black men jump into the fray and attack some of the marchers. The black men are arrested for assault and battery and taken to jail.
What is of importance to understand here is that (however unfortunate this may be) one of the few remaining sources of dignity for many in the largely impotent world of Islam, unable to compete militarily or economically with the West and unable to remain free of interference from the West because of the curse of holding much of the world's oil-supplies, is their religion. This is the last redoubt of their pride.
Those of you who cannot stop yourself from loudly and continually proclaiming the right of newspapers to publish whatever they want (no one serious is really arguing with you there), please take a few minutes to condemn the cheap provocation of the Danish newspaper which published the revolting cartoon of Mohammad as a terrorist. If the New York Times publishes a vulgar and racist cartoon about African-Americans, for example, my first reaction will not be to proclaim that they have a right to do so, which of course they do. My reaction might be to boycott the paper and otherwise bring attention to what they are doing. Do this, condemn the racism of the Danish newspaper, then lecture me about free speech. If the Muslim world saw large-scale Western condemnations of the cartoons and demonstrations in which white Christian Danes stood shoulder to shoulder with their Muslim fellow-citizens in protesting these racist insults, it would have a much needed calming effect and demonstrate that the Danes truly are a well-meaning people. Instead, the endless prattling-on about principles of free speech and how Islam doesn't care about it, only serves to confirm to many in that part of the world that the West sees all of the vast and diverse landscape of Islam only in terms of crude generalities of contemptuous enmity.
Put it there, boy. Every normal man's fantasy! Give the bitch what she really wants and finally, finally show her who really is boss. Stick her in the ground and say 'I did that'. Rot in jail with all the other brave men.
Plus they seem to have added a healthy comic element, so if you're looking for any Palahniuk angst in this one I think you're pretty much wasting your time.
,,...heil opna með unglingsstúlkum að tala um massaða stráka, en þó einkum um tippi og píkur."
Mér er ánægja að tilkynna þér að þú hefur sigrað í fyrstu kvikmyndagetraun BÍÓ.IS eftir að hafa verið dreginn úr hópi réttra svara í morgun.
In the next season of Arrested Development: [Footage not found]
Hence it has become extremely questionable whether, in the flux of life, it is a genuinely worthwhile intellectual problem to seek to discover fixed and immutable ideas or absolutes. It is a more worthy intellectual task perhaps to learn to think dynamically and relationally rather than statically. In our contemporary social and intellectual plight, it is nothing less than shocking to discover that those persons who claim to have discovered an absolute are usually the same people who also pretend to be superior to the rest. To find people in our day attempting to pass off to the world and recommending to others some nostrum of the absolute which they claim to have discovered is merely a sign of the loss of and the need for intellectual and moral certainty, felt by broad sections of the population who are unable to look life in the face.
I am not asking for the right to slaughter a pig in a synagogue or mosque or to relieve myself on a "holy" book. But I will not be told I can't eat pork, and I will not respect those who burn books on a regular basis. I, too, have strong convictions and beliefs and value the Enlightenment above any priesthood or any sacred fetish-object. It is revolting to me to breathe the same air as wafts from the exhalations of the madrasahs, or the reeking fumes of the suicide-murderers, or the sermons of Billy Graham and Joseph Ratzinger. But these same principles of mine also prevent me from wreaking random violence on the nearest church, or kidnapping a Muslim at random and holding him hostage, or violating diplomatic immunity by attacking the embassy or the envoys of even the most despotic Islamic state, or making a moronic spectacle of myself threatening blood and fire to faraway individuals who may have hurt my feelings. The babyish rumor-fueled tantrums that erupt all the time, especially in the Islamic world, show yet again that faith belongs to the spoiled and selfish childhood of our species.
Björninn says:[Smá pása..]
hvernig lítur næsta helgi út annars?
það er mánudagur
As an adult, Ampulex compressa seems like your normal wasp, buzzing about and mating. But things get weird when it's time for a female to lay an egg. She finds a cockroach to make her egg's host, and proceeds to deliver two precise stings. The first she delivers to the roach's mid-section, causing its front legs buckle. The brief paralysis caused by the first sting gives the wasp the luxury of time to deliver a more precise sting to the head.Já. Ég veit ekki.. þetta minnti mig bara á Dave Sim.
The wasp slips her stinger through the roach's exoskeleton and directly into its brain. She apparently use ssensors along the sides of the stinger to guide it through the brain, a bit like a surgeon snaking his way to an appendix with a laparoscope. She continues to probe the roach's brain until she reaches one particular spot that appears to control the escape reflex. She injects a second venom that influences these neurons in such a way that the escape reflex disappears.
From the outside, the effect is surreal. The wasp does not paralyze the cockroach. In fact, the roach is able to lift up its front legs again and walk. But now it cannot move of its own accord. The wasp takes hold of one of the roach's antennae and leads it--in the words of Israeli scientists who study Ampulex--like a dog on a leash.
The zombie roach crawls where its master leads, which turns out to be the wasp's burrow. The roach creeps obediently into the burrow and sits there quietly, while the wasp plugs up the burrow with pebbles. Now the wasp turns to the roach once more and lays an egg on its underside. The roach does not resist. The egg hatches, and the larva chews a hole in the side of the roach. In it goes.
The larva grows inside the roach, devouring the organs of its host, for about eight days. It is then ready to weave itself a cocoon--which it makes within the roach as well. After four more weeks, the wasp grows to an adult. It breaks out of its cocoon, and out of the roach as well. Seeing a full-grown wasp crawl out of a roach suddenly makes those Alien movies look pretty derivative.