
This is one of the few pulp covers where the lesbians get to keep their clothes on.
The secret word is Rectitude
Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.

“What the fuck?”
And then some girl goes on to point out that some fool thinks he’s found Kryptonite. It doesn't glow green, but an unidentified mineral discovered in a Serbian mine matches the molecular composition of Kryptonite described in the movie Superman Returns. (What does this mean Kal-el?) When minerologists tried to find other substances that matched the white, grainy rock they found in a mine near the Serbian region of Jadar, they came up with nothing -- until they searched the Web and …well...you try and make sense of it.

Someone sent me this during all of last week's freaking out, but I’m damned if I can remember who it was and I forgot to make a note, but please email or leave a comment and I will credit accordingly…
"People will lose their homes and most of their “investment income” as business’s collapse, both because they can’t find enough customers, and the fact it costs way too much for the sheeple to travel from their McMansions in their SUV’s to their “discretionary spending” based jobs. Once the house of cards called the American economy starts to collapse, the federal debt is gonna prevent Uncle Sam from stepping in like Roosevelt did in the first economic meltdown we had. Banks and finance companies will first try to collect on the debt they loaned out, but they will collapse as they receive properties they can’t sell to cover their costs and as the financial system stalls, even formery ’safe” jobs will start to feel the pinch, government workers will face lay off as local and state governments go into debt with rapidly shrinking tax bases. As the local then state governments become insolvement, the social programs and public safety programs will grind to a halt, which will force the federal government to declare martial law. Hence the Patriot act, Halliburton build prisons for Homeland security, changes in “Habeas Corpus”, and the “posse comitas” act to empower whoever sits in Bush’s chair, has the power to control a rapidly disintragating situation. Welcome to the future as we will see it."
The secret word is Disintegration

“The 4,000-square-foot house is a model of environmental rectitude. Geothermal heat pumps located in a central closet circulate water through pipes buried 300 feet deep in the ground where the temperature is a constant 67 degrees; the water heats the house in the winter and cools it in the summer. Systems such as the one in this "eco-friendly" dwelling use about 25% of the electricity that traditional heating and cooling systems utilize. A 25,000-gallon underground cistern collects rainwater gathered from roof runs; wastewater from sinks, toilets and showers goes into underground purifying tanks and is also funneled into the cistern. The water from the cistern is used to irrigate the landscaping surrounding the four-bedroom home. Plants and flowers native to the high prairie area blend the structure into the surrounding ecosystem. No, this is not the home of some eccentrically wealthy eco-freak trying to shame his fellow citizens into following the pristineness of his self-righteous example. And no, it is not the wilderness retreat of the Sierra Club or the Natural Resources Defense Council, a haven where tree-huggers plot political strategy. This is President George W. Bush's "Texas White House" outside the small town of Crawford. Yes, the same George W. who believes arsenic and drinking water might not be such a bad combo, the same man who reneged on his campaign promise to lower carbon dioxide emissions from power plants, the same man who is doing everything in his power to fling open the Alaskan Natural Wildlife Refuge to oil drilling.”
Why, you might ask, does our President live in this high eco-tech miracle home, except to maybe piss off Al Gore? One answer is the super-powerful and super-rich are well aware of the hideous energy crunch and the environmental hell that's coming and protecting themselves well in front. New Orleans can go to hell, but George will be cozy in Crawford with his inexplicable wife and drunken daughters. (Clip by Rob Sullivan, supplied by logicgrl)
The secret words are Soylent Green
CRYPTIQUE – I brag of my misery, I like to live dangerously

I’ll never understand the mindset of the rightwing asshole. Everything is always just hunky dory. We’re winning the war in Iraq, Al Gore invented global warming, and the bees aren’t vanishing. There’s even a whole deal being made as to whether Albert Einstein actually said the words that have been attributed to him and repeated all over in the last couple of weeks. "If the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe then man would only have four years of life left. No more bees, no more pollination, no more plants, no more animals, no more man." I didn’t use the Einstein quote in all that I’ve recently written about bees recently, (see last Thursday) because I wasn’t sure how much the great mathematician knew about bee-keeping. And this now seems to be the big debate and totally clouding the seriousness of the bee disaster. What is wrong with these fools? (I also resisted the Einstein quote because it tied in too neatly with the theory of the end of humanity 12.21.12)
Meanwhile, Doug the Bass has sent some interesting economic statistics… Over 80 per cent of Americans are broke at 65 years of age.
CEO's in this country make more than 360 times that of the regular worker in their company?52 per cent of homeless people are Veterans?
Sho o suteyo machi e deyou (Throw away your books, rally in the streets) – Shuji Terayama; 1971
The secret word is Ire





I’ve already been accused of an unfeeling cynicism because I am not weeping over the deaths of one set of strangers rather than another. I weep for friends and lovers. But now I feel I have to court even more disapprobation by pointing out the very fine line between tragedy and The Death Circus, and I fear we are already walking into the big top. (There’s a pun in there that only Londoners will understand.) The media is now left with nothing to show but candlelight vigils and probing the minutia of the madman. The clowns are being sent in, the nuts and racists are entering the arena, and Newsweek makes sure we know it.
“The bodies had barely been removed when the racial epithets started pouring in. Cho Seung-Hui, the 23-year-old identified as the killer of 32 on the Virginia Tech campus, may have lived in the state since his elementary school days, but to the bigots in the blogosphere it was his origins in Korea that mattered most. "Koreans are the most hotheaded and macho of East Asians," wrote one unnamed commentator on the Sepia Mutiny blog. "They are also sick and tired of losing their Korean girlfriends to white men with an Asian fetish."
Talk radio fascists beat their chests and demand to know why the victims couldn't take down one lone gunman -- and an Asian to boot -- while NBC reacts with sanctimonious delight as it finds itself with Cho’s press kit of Travis Bickel pictures and his multimedia mental meltdown.
“Network officials turned the material over to the FBI and said they would not immediately disclose its contents pending the agency’s review beyond characterizing the material as “disturbing.” It included a written communication, photographs and video."
Voices bleat how can we stop such a terrible event ever happening again? The answer is that we can’t, and secretly don’t want to, or we wouldn’t sell machine guns to the mentally disturbed with such merry abandon. The occasional mass murder is just the price tag on the right to bear arms. And, of course, a symptom the quiet fact that American popular culture just dotes on death.
(And as I write this highly unconfirmed rumors flicker across my computer of two people shot at University of Missouri and a triple homicide and a suicide in NY????)
BTW -- Today's bodycount in Baghdad was 183.
The secret word is Broken


For the last hour or so I have stared at the TV, essentially watching nothing except meaningless images of cops in bullet proof vests, armed with automatic weapons, standing around looking grim as TV cameras troll like sharks in search of images, and voices babble non-information. All I learned is that some kid with a couple of pistols and a shitload of ammunition went on the rampage and killed and wounded a whole lot of people. I have been told countless times that this is a record for civilian mass slaughter in the USA, like massacre was some variety of bloody sporting event. It has been suggested that the shooter was oriental and thus a foreigner. One talking head wanted to involve rap music.(?) There would also appear to be some two-hour anomaly in the timeline, which is a dash of mystery in a situation in which I am really leaning nothing. I’m also being told that the President – a man who likes to do his mass killing from a long and comfortable distance – will be on TV in less than an hour. I don’t quite understand why. All I know was that I had to sit down and write this, away from CNN, because all my television is doing was providing me with an inert, unhealthy, and vicarious connection to sudden death on the other side of the country and, as I watched, I begin to feel wholly disgusted with myself and decidedly less than clean.
And after I’ve finished doing that, I’ll reread this linked poem and reflect on the fact that there are people out their who accept this sub-sentimental banality as an equivalent of art/reality, that they not only hold opinions molded by this kind of bathos, but they also get to vote.
As if life wasn’t complicated enough, the wonderful Valerie sent the following that decidedly slowed down my breakfast…
“The Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) is seeking innovative proposals to develop Chemical Robots (ChemBots): soft, flexible, mobile objects that can identify and maneuver through openings smaller than their static structural dimensions; reconstitute size, shape, and functionality after traversal; carry meaningful payloads; and perform tasks. ChemBots represent the convergence of soft materials chemistry and robotics to create a fundamentally new class of soft meso-scale robots.”
But you really need to read the whole thing.
The secret word is Slither
We have just five and half years to go to what everyone from the ancient Maya to the late Terrence McKenna would seem to agree is going to be the absolute, unqualified, total, all-encompassing, full-on, no-one-here-gets-out-alive, Elvis-has-left-the-building, End Of Everthing. The theory is that, on December 12th, 2012, the full finality will fall upon us. The fat lady will sing and reality will simply cease. Even the numbers for December 12th, 2012 look really good and ominous. I mean…
12.21.12
…now doesn’t that have a ring to it? What William Blake called a fearful symmetry? As regular readers will have gathered by now, there’s nothing I like better than a good, old-fashioned looming catastrophe. Global calamity is good, but something promising to wink-out the complete known universe -- plus an infinite number of other dimensions as well -- into pure black nothingness really has to be the business. Even when the shit doesn’t happen, it can be a whole lotta fun. Who can forget the mass fear generated by the Nostradamus quatrain that suggested a serious nasty was going to come to pass in 1999 and seven months? Who doesn’t remember the paranoia conjured by Y2K, hey? And let’s not forget the merchandising!!!
So time to get moving brothers and sisters. If the squares find it beyond their capacity to muster so much as a simple lick of sense – fuck ‘em and the Administration they rode in on. If they refuse to act rationally, they wholly deserved to be zapped by a taser-shock of blind, uncontrollable mad-lemming panic.
Shall we get down to creating that mass panic? We have a whole five years to work on it.
(For those who need to bone up a bit on the background, this summation provides a suitably bizarre and impenetrable rundown on the whole 12.21.12 deal.)
The secret word is Trepidation
This just in...
This is a Doc40 public service announcement. The Fish and Wildlife Service has recently announced a proposal to list the polar bear as 'threatened' under the Endangered Species Act. This opens a 90-day public comment period. Afterwards, the FWS will then undergo a 12-month review of all the comments, then issue a final ruling. Full story.




"This is a very strange feature, lying in a precise geometric fashion with six nearly equally straight sides," said Kevin Baines, atmospheric expert and member of Cassini's visual and infrared mapping spectrometer team at NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory, asadena, Calif. "We've never seen anything like this on any other planet. Indeed, Saturn's thick atmosphere, where circularly-shaped waves and convective cells dominate, is perhaps the last place you'd expect to see such a six-sided geometric figure, yet there it is." The hexagon is nearly 15,000 miles across. Nearly four Earths could fit inside it. The thermal imagery shows the hexagon extends about 60 miles down into the clouds."
For more and a video clip (thanks to Wendy)
The secret word is Perplexed

As if it wasn't bad enough that there's a sheep that's geneticaly 15% human, someone called Shigella has crocheted a Dalek. Which, in theory could give rise to an entire army of brand new wooly versions of the damned things zapping whole planetary systems and yelling "Exterminate! Exterminate!" in their annoying metallic voices. (Or would the knitted ones sound more like sheep?)This information come from Peromyscus whose very cool blog is perma-linked on the right.
The secret word is Tardis
Also If Charlie Parker Was A Gunslinger There'd Be A Whole Lot of Dead Copycats has some unbelievable pictures of the 1911 Triangle Shirt Factory fire in New York. (And, if you don’t know what that was, fucking look it up. It was the truly hideous face of capitalism.)


Aeswiren sends us the following report from the BBC…
"The drug classification system in the UK is not "fit for purpose" and should be scrapped, scientists have said. They have drawn up an alternative system which they argue more accurately reflects the harm that drugs do. The new ranking system places alcohol and tobacco in the upper half of the league table, ahead of cannabis and several Class A drugs such as ecstasy. The study, published in The Lancet, has been welcomed by a team reviewing drug research for the government. The Academy of Medical Sciences group plans to put its recommendations to ministers in the autumn."
Rest of story…
The secret word is Benzodiazepine

Earlier in the week (on Tuesday to be precise) we were discussing the arithmetic impossibility of vampires and I happened to mention Victor Renquist and posted a link to his Wikipedia entry (not written by me) but maybe I didn’t urge everyone sufficiently strongly, who hasn’t already gone out or online to buy The Renquist Quartet, to do so immediately starting with the first book – The Time of Feasting (left).
And when you’ve made the purchase, HCB poses some comments, all of which I think are brilliantly resolved in the Renquist novels. (Along with the problem of Nazi flying saucers and the whereabouts of the last Quaalude on the planet.)
“The vampire population is increasing in a geometric progression, and the population of humans is similarly decreasing -- and at that rate, the authors calculate, the entire human population would be transformed into vampires in only 30 months.”
HCB -- But you’d have to assume they were capable of traveling great distances because otherwise they'd entirely consume the local population in short order and starve (if they can in fact actually die) or tear each other to pieces. More likely they'd have the same effect as any lethal virus in a finite population, and like a contagious disease they'd have a much greater effect in bigger urban environments. There's also the native earth business to get around. I guess you could say they're land-locked.
“Am Legend that also became the Vincent Price movie The Last Man On Earth and was also the basis of The Omega Man with Charlton Heston”
HCB -- The new Will Smith version is set to release in Dec
HCB also provides a link to Hard Day’s Night Of The Living Dead
Larry "Bud' Melman -- RIP


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