- Collages by Planet, two of at least six for her final project.
- I wouldn't say yesterday was a one-off, though don't worry, it'll not be a habit, neither poetry here or elephant painting with the iPad.
- That's all I got but links, songs, poem, and this, this shitty blog's monthly public service announcement: bunch of new sites on both Left and Right Because and in Feedless, please check them out. If you are Kinding me and me not you, please send me an email. As always, thanks for reading.
- Shame redistribution.
- Occupy crackdown documents.
- DHS arming against you.
- Drones aimed at you.
- The two constituencies of liberalism.
- Politics of hate in the USA part one, part two.
- What is more revolutionary, Facebook or porn?
- Is Facebook making us lonely?
- Facebook's lawyers and lobbyists.
- Tom Friedman's war on humanity.
- I don't say motherfucking Leon Panetta nearly enough.
- On the above.
- Krugman will never have his obamapostasy.
- When oligarchs fight oligarchs!
- The FM dial.
- Ear candy.
- Time Bomb.
- Forgive me, I love The Raveonettes - stream the new album.
- Woke up with this in my head:
Sometimes dogs eat melon rinds and apple leaves but though I know this there has never until now in the dark been an occasion on which I could “happen” to say so unless I were willing to interject the information into conversation as a non sequitur and I’m not since that would contribute nothing to the general good. Talk among us, perhaps at L’s or K’s or perhaps here at home, no matter the degree of animation, no matter the force of our agreements or disagreements, is all intended for the general good. There was talk the other night about forests. B so strongly disagreed with A’s opinion that the adaptation of birds to blighted environments can be regarded as progress that I thought she was going to cry. Then M interjected that his friend T considered vinyl superior to CD’s, and R cracked, “Hurray for crackle.” That was an unpleasant moment, R’s tricks can sometimes be harmful, though I am never able to tell in retrospect whether R has been malicious or clumsy and I certainly never see things coming. Things in my particular experience don’t make ordinary approaches.