12 desember 2006

x-í-ennta-asta tilraun

Fínt viðtal við South Park-liða:
Reason: When it looked like Comedy Central wasn’t going to rerun the Mary episode, people were still able to download it illegally online. Did you see that as a victory for free speech, or did you think, “My God, these people are stealing our intellectual property”?
Stone: We’re always in favor of people downloading. Always.

Reason: Why?

Stone: It’s how a lot of people see the show. And it’s never hurt us. We’ve done nothing but been successful with the show. How could you ever get mad about somebody who wants to see your stuff?

Parker: We worked really hard making that show, and the reason you do it is because you want people to see it.

Reason: How did other people in the creative community respond to your recent controversies?

Parker: When we did the Muhammad episode, we got flowers from the Simpsons people because we ripped on Family Guy. Then we got calls from the King of the Hill people saying, “You’re doing God’s work ripping on Family Guy.” Even though it was this big political thing about Muhammad and whatever, everyone was just, “Thank you for you ripping on Family Guy.”


STRATFORD, N.J. - In an age of multimillion-dollar high-tech weapons systems, sometimes it's the simplest ideas that can save lives. Which is why a New Jersey mother is organizing a drive to send cans of Silly String to
Iraq.

American troops use the stuff to detect trip wires around bombs, as Marcelle Shriver learned from her son, a soldier in Iraq.

Before entering a building, troops squirt the plastic goo, which can shoot strands about 10 to 12 feet, across the room. If it falls to the ground, no trip wires. If it hangs in the air, they know they have a problem. The wires are otherwise nearly invisible.

Now, 1,000 cans of the neon-colored plastic goop are packed into Shriver's one-car garage in this town outside Philadelphia, ready to be shipped to the Middle East thanks to two churches and a pilot who heard about the drive.

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The military is reluctant to talk about the use of Silly String, saying that discussing specific tactics will tip off insurgents.

But Lt. Col. Christopher Garver, a U.S. military spokesman in Baghdad, said Army soldiers and Marines are not forbidden to come up with new ways to do their jobs, especially in Iraq's ever-evolving battlefield. And he said commanders are given money to buy nonstandard supplies as needed.

In other cases of battlefield improvisation in Iraq, U.S. soldiers have bolted scrap metal to Humvees in what has come to be known as "Hillybilly Armor." Medics use tampons to plug bullet holes in the wounded until they can be patched up.

Also, soldiers put condoms and rubber bands around their rifle muzzles to keep out sand. And troops have welded old bulletproof windshields to the tops of Humvees to give gunners extra protection. They have dubbed it "Pope's glass" — a reference to the barriers that protect the pontiff.

Ef það er eitthvað sem kanarnir kunna þá er það að búa til sniðug gælunöfn fyrir allan andskotann. Hillbilly armor og pope's glass. Það er frábært.

Cocaine--a stimulating alkaloid crushed out of the leaves of the coca plant--has been reported to increase euphoria and energy as well as to trigger a mind-killing addiction in humans. The appeal is not limited to our species; rats and other animals given access to the drug will pursue it with a vigor normally reserved for procreation. This vigorous drive for the drug derives from its ability to stimulate the brain's reward pathways, altering the chemical dance of neurotransmitters that tells us what is good to do--again and again and again.

Þarna er verið að tala um það hvernig kókaín virkar, en þessi lína er bara svo æðisleg. ,,... pursue it with a vigour normally reserved for procreation." Þetta er eitthvað sem manni dauðlangar til að stela.

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Ég lenti á undan áætlun í gær og var ekki tekinn í leit í tollinum. Sem kom mér á óvart. Davíð, Már og Víðir (í stafrófsröð, sjáiði) komu og tóku á móti mér. Það var mikið um dýrðir. Við fengum okkur hambó í Keflavík og héldum svo áfram til Reykjavíkur. Ég sótti tvær bækur á bókhlöðunna og hitti þar Inga Björn. Ég lét hann fá munntóbak frá Kaupmannahöfn. Og síðan keyrði Víðir mig heim. Takk fyrir það Víðir.

Ég var orðinn helvíti ónýtur þegar ég lenti á Heiðarveginum. Svaf sama sem ekki neitt nóttina fyrir flugið, sofnaði þegar vélin var komin í loftið en vaknaði klukkutíma síðar, stirður í herðunum og með svakalegan hausverk. Lagðist í rúmið og sofnaði, svaf einsog hrúga af grjóti. Djöfull var það gott maður. Sofisofari.

Núna rétt bráðum leggjum við í hann held ég. Jarðarförin er í Hraungerðiskirkju (ég held ég muni nafnið rétt). Eftir það verður farið í Þingborg.

Og svo er það Reykjavíkin á morgun. Svei já!

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