In which Marilyn – finally abandoned by D-Corps, and with only Nembutal to defend herself – has no choice. As Yancey Slide previously advised, she quickly replicates as the attack ships of Zeta Reticuli warp from orbit into her neural subspace.
Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.
Click here for an inconsequential-but-fun video clip that seems like the sci-fi thing to do as Hurricane Gustav grows and advances on both the Gulf Coast and McCain’s convention, and we wait to see what happens next and wonder if God was really on our side all along. (But which God?)
The secret word is Tuesday
Having read all the comments and digested all that was said – and boy is my stomach tired – I figure that we are doing just fine with the comments being used as they are right now, and a forum would probably be more trouble than it’s worth, plus, with Doc40’s high levels of philosophical permissiveness, it might become a troll magnet and time would be wasted punishing idiots. Having said that, I would never object if anyone wanted to erect a forum under the Doc40 logo on their own dime. They’d have links and my blessing, but not much more.
I think I’ve said before that the current way Doc40 is organized stretches my resources about as far as they can be stretched for a labor of love, propaganda, and high amusement. (I’ve yet to find the time to build a new Doctube post.) I would, however, be even more amused by a Doc40 shop. Way cool. Except it would be a portal to the real world of dread business where I flounder and tend to find the daunting complexities of commerce about as amusing as a minefield. I have no talent for the transactional. A clue to why I’m always broke, I guess. I never had any concept of Doc40 ever being a commercial proposition. Putting aside all altruism, the interwebs defy business models, and I absolutely don’t want to post advertising. On the other hand, if the endeavor could provide the odd bottle of scotch and pay the media bill now and again, I’d far from object. It also seems a good idea at time when the number of visitors to the blog is on a definite growth curve.
To organize a shop would really require my acquiring a partner-in-retail who could organize the damned place – someone who could compare the advantages of CafĂ© Press v Zazzle, ramrod artwork, and generally take command, while I have lots of really good ideas for items that would irritate squares and Republicans. Any rewards would, of course be shared. I fear that is the only way we will have our hoodies and t-shirts. Wanna be the Doc40 entrepreneur? Write me at byron4d@msn.com . The rest of you just leave comments.
The secret words are Reader’s Control
This comes from Elf Hellion
"The Army has given a team of University of California researchers a $4 million grant to study the foundations of "synthetic telepathy." But unlike old-school mind-melds, this seemingly psychic communication would be computer-mediated. The University of California, Irvine explains: The brain-computer interface would use a noninvasive brain imaging technology like electroencephalography to let people communicate thoughts to each other. For example, a soldier would "think" a message to be transmitted and a computer-based speech recognition system would decode the EEG signals. The decoded thoughts, in essence translated brain waves, are transmitted using a system that points in the direction of the intended target.
All across the military, there's interest in translating thoughts into computer code, and vice versa. Darpa-funded researchers have taught monkeys how to control robotic limbs with their thoughts. Defense contractor Northrop Grumman is building binoculars that tap the unconscious mind. Honeywell has built a system that monitors pre-conscious nueral firings, to help pick out targets in satellite imagery. The JASONs, the Pentagon's premiere scientific advisory board, has warned of the dangers of enemies implanted with brain-computer interfaces. And the Defense Intelligence Agency just released a report, saying the military needs to spend more on neuroscience - up to and including "mak[ing] the enemy obey our commands."
CRYPTIQUE – “The consciousness of the people diverges from the power structure's hypnosis and con job.”
As the Democractic Convention rocks on in Denver (with the magnificent Ted Kennedy) we recall conventions of yesteryear. Tom Sutpen has posted a magnificent sequence of shots from Chicago in 1968.
Today, in our shameless denigrating of John McCain, and hammering home the point that he might actually be a worse president than the loathsome GWB, we turn to Maureen Dowd and Faux Smoke.
“My mom did not approve of men who cheated on their wives. She called them “long-tailed rats.”
During the 2000 race, she listened to news reports about John McCain confessing to dalliances that caused his first marriage to fall apart after he came back from his stint as a P.O.W. in Vietnam.
I figured, given her stringent moral standards, that her great affection for McCain would be dimmed.
“So,” I asked her, “what do you think of that?”
“A man who lives in a box for five years can do whatever he wants,” she replied matter-of-factly.
I was startled, but it brought home to me what a powerful get-out-of-jail-free card McCain had earned by not getting out of jail free." Click here for more
Plus stories on his flip-flops and other policy reversals (from Faux Smoke)
And Pat Buchanan cries treason. (Sent by Iggy.)
“We never lost a battle in Vietnam. It was American public opinion that made us lose.” – John McCain
The secret word is maybe Senile
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