Tue, 21 July 2009  Elimination of the Snakes is now folding for Team PC Perspective as well as DL.TV. About Folding@homeOur Statistics Page. Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 4:01 AM Comments[0] |
Fri, 10 July 2009  Here's our little snippet. And in the great ranting tradition of zines, Elimination of the Snakes is a Madison podcast that brims with the social and political commentary of two fifty-somethings named Dan and John. Episode #160, which aired June 29, included a reflection on gang riots that broke out in Los Angeles after the L.A. Lakers won the NBA championship. "It's nice to be young and stupid and living in L.A. with no future," said Dan in his commentary. "We're getting more gang activity here in Madison," he added. "What the hell is the point, to stay in it until you shoot someone?" Call it freewheeling free speech or amateur local talk "radio." Podcasts provide a new way to circulate such thoughts on local culture. Here's the whole article: Plugging in: Podcasts in Madison. Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 3:34 AM Comments[0] |
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Sat, 27 September 2008 This
idea sounds just crazy enough to possibly work, so naturally it won't be
given serious consideration. How great is our bureaucracy!!
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Sun, 1 June 2008 "Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania ? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was 'desecrated' when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...Well, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere possession of which is a crime in Saudi Arabia I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for chopping off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed throat. I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents' in Iraq come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques. I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow themselves up in search of nirvana care about the innocent children within range of their suicide . I'll care when the American media stops pretending that their First Amendment liberties are somehow derived from international law instead of the United States Constitution's Bill of Rights. In the meantime, when I hear a story about a brave marine roughing up an Iraqi terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don't care. When I see a fuzzy photo of a pile of naked Iraqi prisoners who have been humiliated in what amounts to a college-hazing incident, rest assured: I don't care. When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank: I don't care. When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed 'special' food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can absolutely believe in your heart of hearts: I don't care. And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled 'Koran' and other times 'Quran.' Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and-you guessed it-I don't care !!" If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your E-mail friends. Sooner or later, it'll get to the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior! If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great Country! And may I add: 'Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Marines don't have that problem' -- Ronald Reagan I have another quote that I would like to add AND.......I hope you forward all this. 'If we ever forget that we're One Nation Under God, then we will be a nation gone under.' Also by.. Ronald Reagan One last thought for the day: In case we find ourselves starting to believe all the Anti-American sentiment and negativity, we should remember England 's Prime Minister Tony Blair's words during a recent interview. When asked by one of his Parliament members why he believes so much in America , he said: 'A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in.. And how many want out.' Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you: 1. Jesus Christ 2. The American G. I. One died for your soul, the other for your freedom. YOU MIGHT WANT TO PASS THIS ON, AS MANY SEEM TO FORGET BOTH OF THEM. Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 2:32 PM Comments[0] |
Fri, 16 May 2008  The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. If you don't send this to at least 1 person ....Who cares? Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 2:33 PM Comments[0] |
Wed, 2 January 2008 First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computer! s, no Internet or chat rooms....... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! If YOU are one of them. CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good. While you are at it, show it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?! Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 1:48 AM Comments[0] |
Mon, 10 December 2007 We sit in our days doing whatever it is we all do and busy
ourselves with this and that and time just slides by. We get a little
slower and a little thicker and a little grayer. Our friends get busy
with families and careers and whatever friends get busy with. Big
moments thunder in and thunder out. We mark the years by songs or
where we were or the deaths of famous people. We fight for a cause or
see no cause for a fight and year after year some event pounds into our
memory and drives us further and further down the road from where we
started our lives. And then in a moment of clarity the chaos recedes
and we finally understand something that happened years ago or
something that someone said or a mistake we made or a point where
everything changed. I
am so worried that we are, the world, all of us, at one of those points
where everything changes. Either we rise to the occasion or our
failure will irrevocably alter the course of human events for
generations. For all the greatness of man, we are ever ready for
failure and total collapse. We're tearing each other apart over whose
bearded maker is the best bearded maker or what love is or who can
squat on what bit of dirt and with the consequences we can bring to
bear conflict is unequivocally unacceptable and yet we still fight. It's
like we're on a collision course with some horrid fate we are
programmed to drive straight into and no one is calling madness what it
is; no one is calling for an end to it all. Where is our conscience?
The ends now justify the means, but no one really wants there to be an
end. This cycle of madness is the product of itself and there's no end
in sight. What in the holy hell is the matter with the world? When
did it become more important to have power than to have the truth?
When did being polite become more important that being right? How did
we let this all go so far? Is it the TV? Was Howard Beale right over
30 years ago? I
grew up under the impression that the world was basically a good place,
getting better. I figured that my level of happiness was a starting
point from which things got better; for me and for all people. But now
so many years later I feel that picture is tattered and torn and the
best of my optimism can barely wrestle my cynicism to a standstill. I
see horror after horror and I wonder how in Christ's name people can
allow it. And then I see people aren't, they're running from it. Some
run into pretty dreams of how the world is or what things mean and
others just try to carve out a little sanctuary in the shit storm, but
who's fighting the good fight. It's not the politicians. They're like
a microcosm for the greater battle and they're barely able to win
against themselves so how are they supposed to fight and win for all of
us? So, I'm
sitting here and thinking. Yesterday I was 10 years old and riding my
bike, today I'm in my 30s teaching English and making investments, but
have I done anything that mattered? Am I in the fight? Will I be bald
and wrinkled and regretful or one of a great generation? Am I running
or standing my ground? Am I just carving out a little place for myself
or am I trying to hold the line? Honestly, I don't know. I'm
mad as hell and I don't give a good god damn what the reasons are. I
want to make a difference. I want it to matter when someone dies
somewhere, and not just to their family but to all of us. The deaths
worldwide from calamity, strife and war are now as meaningless as
sports scores and just as quickly forgotten. The self-destruction of
pop stars is as important to most Americans as the implosion of our
democracy. Hell in handbasket, tickets for all, check your conscience at the door and leave your morales behind. Next stop, the future. Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 8:04 PM Comments[0] |
Sat, 26 May 2007  Chris brought this movie to our attention. It's very sobering and a must see. A Crude Awakening A Crude Awakening: The Oil Crash (film) There's a lot of clips on youtube or you can get the whole movie via BitTorrent. Torrent file is: A.Crude.Awakening.The.Oil.Crash.2006.HNR.DVDRiP.KvCD.Jamgood(TUS.Release).torrent Category: Blog Posts -- posted at: 1:28 PM Comments[0] |
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