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This is what humans are like (NSFW)

Norms among them vary, which freaks them out.

(Should probably mention that this is a documentary about the normalization of man-donkey bestiality in northern Colombia. It’s as much about how a stand-in for hip young people from New York deals with having stuck his nose into the whole thing. It’s also about an American sex therapist who’s an expert on bestiality and zoophilia helping that New York millenial deal with having stuck his nose into the whole thing. It’s also about how every party’s attitudes and behaviour make you feel about them, yourself, and your culture, but I guess that goes without saying.)

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Ballet in super slow mo to Radiohead

Thank you, Me-fi

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Contra Teddy Roosevelt, sometimes it’s best to put the big stick aside

…’cause love is better than candy.

 

H-t 4 CK on FB

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Death to Death

We’ve excoriated the death penalty before, but Roger Ebert wins the aggregate eloquence prize in his recent blog post:

Executions are carried out in behalf of Society, which means you and me. Traditionally in human history they have been viewed as punishment: If an eye for an eye, then why not a life for a life? In recent America history the argument is used that they will act as a deterrent, although I believe few murders are prevented as a result. In some cases, more people die, because if one victim is unintentionally killed in the process of a crime, more are likely to be killed to eliminate possible witnesses. The death penalty essentially acts as a reason to kill.

Do you, do I, feel better when a killer is executed? Why should we? What good does the execution do for the killer’s victim? Do family members feel vindicated? Some do, some do not, and in any event their feelings are not a justification for public policy [emphasis my own]. If the taking of life is wrong, then it is wrong in all cases.

If an execution takes place in an atmosphere of great care and caution, as it should, there is at least some reason for Society to feel confident a guilty man is dying. In a state like Texas and a county like Harris [which miraculously yields "over one third of Texas's 305 death row inmates - and half of the state's 121 black death row prisoners"], there is little reason to be sure of that. I suggest it is impossible that the judicial system functions with 100% accuracy, and yet that is what the actions of governors Bush and Perry assume. On the basis of Death Row inmates found innocent and released in Illinois and other states, it is impossible that all 387 people executed during their terms were guilty.

Forthwith, another pretty picture based on the chart in Ebert’s post depicting the number of executions by state since 1976:

(Source data:)

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This is what humans are like

Not depressed enough? Check out the comments Michele’s piece garnered on Reddit.

My reverse favorite is the where nodachi takes a sentence fragment from woundedog’s comment history completely and misleadingly out of context [14 upvotes to 7 downvotes]…

This is a comment from the same lazy ass native who said:

Natives couldn’t care less about your submission. They live free of work. They don’t want to work…

source

(if you click the “source” link, you’ll see that woundeddog’s full sentence was “They don’t want to work in the mines as your wage slave digging up diamonds for your stupid romance.”)

…and then has the nerve to call him or her a…

…dishonest piece of shit!

[this one got 9 upvotes to 1 downvote]

Sometimes the Internet makes me want to blind myself with acid.

Michele’s said she might write a follow-up jumping off from these comments (what they reveal about the (fascistic?) state of the Canadian discourse).

On the plus side, her piece as a whole got far more up-votes than down [33 to 16].

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Don’t go to college in Mexico

Everything about this story is batshit crazy…until you remember that this is Mexico we’re talking about, which basically exists inside of a Rob Rodriguez movie at all times.

From the AP (via MSN):

Mexicans got a rare glimpse into the rough-and-tumble student organizations at many of Mexico’s universities Thursday, after five bodies were found buried at one group’s headquarters in the western city of Guadalajara.

Jalisco state Attorney General Tomas Coronado said relatives had identified three of the dead as high school students who were reported missing along with two other people last week after they complained that the student group was demanding protection money to sell snacks outside a campus.

Frankly, I don’t know what the “rare glimpse” business is all about, since apparently:

The first three bodies were found two days after two college students in nearby Guerrero state were killed in a clash with police after student protesters hijacked buses, used them to block a highway and fought officers with rocks and sticks.

Highly organized, semiformal and often violent groups are commonplace at Mexican universities. It is a phenomenon that dates back at least to the 1950s, but swelled during student radicalization in the 1960s. [emphasis my own]

Honestly, I could cite the whole bloody (both meanings) article here, so just read the rest yourself and thank Quetzalcoatl that you go to school in America, where even Virginia Tech looks tame compared to Mexican universities.

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What humans are like, bigotry with integrity edition

In honour of comedian Patrice O’Neal’s death this week (he had a stroke), Marc Maron’s reposted the interview he did with him a couple years ago. It’s striking. Dude’s worldview is unabashedly misogynistic, but I get the impression that it’s totally honestly so, which is something. And then we get into where he’s coming from, and holy shit… You just have to listen to it.

Here he is in action:

For a lot of people, it really sucks to be black. For a lot of people, it sucks to be a woman. Based on the women he describes in the interview though, for a lot of people, it sucks to be a black woman most of all.

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This article will make you cry

Just re-reading this paragraph to copy-paste it made me tear up:

Ronan won’t prosper or succeed in the way we have come to understand this term in our culture; he will never walk or say “Mama,” and I will never be a tiger mom. The mothers and fathers of terminally ill children are something else entirely. Our goals are simple and terrible: to help our children live with minimal discomfort and maximum dignity. We will not launch our children into a bright and promising future, but see them into early graves. We will prepare to lose them and then, impossibly, to live on after that gutting loss. This requires a new ferocity, a new way of thinking, a new animal. We are dragon parents: fierce and loyal and loving as hell. Our experiences have taught us how to parent for the here and now, for the sake of parenting, for the humanity implicit in the act itself, though this runs counter to traditional wisdom and advice.

As elegant an existential meditation as I’ve read.

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Saturday @ Occupy Toronto

There were ominous clouds and some cold rain (rain not pictured for fear of camera damage; clouds tho)…

  • (For those of you that’ve never been to Toronto: the spiderwebs of cables are for the streetcars. After marching up Bay Street — our financial centre — the occupation settled in a park on the other side of the church above)

There was energy…

There was drumming…

There was chanting…

There was listening…

  • (I wasn’t there too long, but I stayed long enough to listen to a number of speeches — most were on point, focusing on the rapidly worsening inequality in Canada (which is worsening at a faster rate than in the states), the corporatization of our healthcare system, the importance of engaging those who disagree with you, the insanity of our neglect for the environment (tar sands, tar sands, tar sands). The speakers were diverse — recent immigrants, retirees, nurses, students, lawyers, academics, union leaders. I was stirred by many.)

There were eyes looking right out at you…

There was interesting hair…

There was photogenic child exploitation…

  • (These were the only two instances I saw. Lots of kids, but mostly just enjoying shoulder rides and taking our crazy world in. Discussion question: Different, better or worse than dressing your kid in heavily branded clothing?)

Dissonant misguided messages were dissonant and misguided on huge signs (big signs or not, I didn’t see anyone too interested in talking to either the Paulites or the Maoists tho)…

There were young dudes with Guy Fawkes masks…

Didn’t seem to really be about anonymity…

 

Not sure if it’s still going on. I’ll bike over after work and get back to you. I had to leave early ’cause my uncle was getting married…

I told some kids there that it was my first gay wedding and they didn’t look very impressed. One informed me that gay weddings are more fun than regular weddings. Kid was speaking truth. It was a really fun wedding.

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What Humans Are Like, Ctd.

Caption:

A rebel on crutches fires a rocket propelled grenade while fighting on the front line in Sirte, on September 24, 2011(Reuters/Anis Mili).

<3 Alan Taylor.

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