Category Archives: Audiocious Aural Action

Sonopachydermaephiliae

Rather than read TiS’ entry on elephants and greif, i took a long desired and too-oft belayed trip to find some tones for thought by the Olde Ones.

The Thai Elephant Orchestra

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Happy New World Rape Joke.

Rape Joke, Take 1.A Rape Joke.Here’s some nicely B0t’d spam from this morning.

 

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  • The Aristocrats, and Other Rape Jokes

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    Massaging The Glass Teat

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    The Duke, The Clown, The Kids & US

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    Lain Says You Should Come Here: Alienation Therapy

    My fave Anime Princess, Eve, has allowed a certain user (who is not a pimecone, BTW) to fill the Elfin Lied hole with a timely tale of social networks and connectivity.

    Lain


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    Serial Experiments 12

    We were looking at the basics of formal modern democratic thought, and had basically reduced the malignant Authortarian toxic meme-mimic of Natural Law to a simple set of truisms based on observable natural history. What we’re left with is not a Social Contract, a mysterious extra-legislative all-empowering and perpetually binding pre-natal “agreement” suspiciously familiar in tone and effect, but a simple nexus state from which to chart development.

    Toxic Mimics




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    Toxic Originals

    It is the nature of life systems to evolve, as opposed to being intentionally constructed. Few branches of hard science even bother to attempt a divination of inception for traces of artiface, linguistics being a notable exception. Social science loses it’s footing as science immediately when it assumes a priori that the institutions and methodologies of hierarchical social ordering apparent in such wide diversity across almost all human cultures are intentional and architectured via Social Contracting.

    This is one of the many reasons that sociologists and statisticians sit at the table with the broken leg in the Faculty Dining Commons, while historians and NeoMarxian PolyEconomicists sit with the computer science and anthropology people. It does not explain why the historians occassionally huck ketchup cups at them, nor does it shed light on why all involved will blame the physicists for acts of food violence; but you digress.

    Please, try to stay on message.

    The alienation of humans from the basic aspects of what they as a society and as individuals actually are has accelerated in recent years, at least on the apparent level. It’s noticable by the most casual observer; and i highly suggest you try this little experiment.

    First, think about the last time you walked around the neighborhood in which you live. Not as exercise; no, just to walk around the block, even better a 2-block radius. How many people live within that area? How many do you know? How many do you talk to?

    Now go take that walk. Women should of course wait until daylight, or go with a freind/razor knife. If you see somebody, say “Hi”. If you don’t know them, introduce yourself as a neighbor.

    Just do it. Then we’ll talk about comunitee.

    SideSwipe

    Introducing Bambi, SpecialOps’ new puppy, keeping Iraq cute.

    Slow newsday here in the Kiosk Under The Light At The End Of The Tunnel™.


    Maybe.

    I mean, some soldiers getting a new puppy and all aside, i just can’t pick a proper carwreck out for allz’yallz. So i went to FuckedCompany to check in on the current corporate corpse count calendar.


    A wholey-owned sub-blog of the Oligonomy Capitalist System.

    No help from the cheerleaders of internet marketing, i guess. Usually one’s adversaries provide ample fodder for straw men to disembowel in lieu of having a an insightful or even coheirant point, but Pud’s different like that.


    He’s just so…likeable.

    Marketing. Neccesary Evil, rooted in Money. Exhorbitantly demanding of it’s own recompense for it’s Labor, which consists of busking and hooking target consumers for the overall Profit of the Client. Clients may be Neccesary Evil, Luxury Evil, or just plain old Mom-And-Pop type Evil.

    J/K. They can be Neutral Evil, too. Like me, only with money. Like PBS. W/e. We’re boardin’.

    Pud – Fuck

    Well, that’ll show the Oligopsomy a thing or two about Internet Commerce and Intellectual Property, huh?

    Forward along the Great Shinning Uncharted Path Leading From The End Of The Tunnel!

    Tandoor Norge and Arab Entertainments

    Hungry like a muthafucka over here. Time for….

    ¡Tandoor Norge mit Cj Beavers’ Son!

    A PanIndoAryan marriage of epicurean economy and simplicity for the poor and very poor alike!

    Don’t git sc’ir’dt, now. That’s just black salt rubbed on the ribs. These are end-of-season country-style pork ribs; a bargain at $1.69 per steak. Boneless. Nice.

    After a salt rub and thorough rince, brown the meat in a dash of oil with some chopped garlic and a liberal pinch from all the spices you’ll be using.
    The spices you’ll need: tumerick, yellow curry, mustard seed, caraway, cumin, green curry paste, garam masala, powdered basil, sumac, and your own secret Vindalooperizer, whatever that is.

    That’s the black rocksalt i did the rub with in the saucer with my yellow onion and garlic. This is a mild curry.

    While the meat is browning slice up a couple of organically grown carrots and a shallot shipped fresh from Montana disguised as stereo parts. Or improvise. Might want some potatoes? I usually do. I also usually throw in some apple with pork or lamb.
    When the meat is nicely brown and sealed hit it with the spices again and lower the heat to simmer down some more onions.

    OMG! You did have a Dutch Oven in the oven which you were preheating to 350 (Fahr.), right? Srry, my bad for not specifying that as the first thing to do. I always set both halves in with the water i’ll need for my rice split between the two; so about 1.5 cups of water in the bottom and another 3/4 in the top.
    When it’s at temp and the meat’s browned, layer the bottom with carrots and onion/shallot. Thrown in dry rice (2:1=water:rice for most white types).
    Put your flesh and flavors on the pile.

    In the same pan you seared the meat with, combine a teaspoon or 2 of green curry paste with 1/4 cup of water.
    When no one else is looking, throw a pinch of cinnimon into this. Whisk it up real nice and pretty, douche it into the Dutch Oven.
    Surround your meat with the rest of the tubers and apple. This is a rather low pile; the more vegative/fruit stuff you cover the rice and meat with the better. Spice it again.

    Pop it in for 40 minutes, at which time you may want to check for water levels and flip the meat. If you put in a splash or three of extra liquid (broth, miso soup, Nun’s blood, W/E) you can let it ride for the next 40 minutes. Total time will be about 1:20 (80 minutes) total or until rice is done.

    While we’re waiting for our personal pork roasts to roast, let’s watch some amusing Muslim folks.

    I redefined Occupied Territories to mean “everywhere”. It’s true. Check th’ neue adds to this player, Playa. From Iraq: “Fuck the Wahabi Fasir” and “Fuck Al’Queda”; and a nice new one from Nomads.

    MCz of tha OTz

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    ¡I Heart Qatar!

    Props 2 amnesia, our translatrix incognita from ILoveQatar.Net!!

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    Axis Of Evil


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    Hard Knock Life



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    There’s a saying amongst the Vedicly-inclined that it’s hard to keep it, shall we say, real when one is permuttated in Kali Yuga. Too much decadence, the story goes. The cycle of four ages is full of Maya at that point, making the last age one in which simple acts of selflessness garner more Dharmic Credit Points than in others, comensurate to the difference in overall general turdishness the rest of the biosphere would be exhibiting. Thusly, the Buddha-emulation clique (a subset of the Vedicly-inclined demographic) often remark that Enlightenment™ is easier to attain during Kali Yuga, on a sliding scale that approaches 0 as T(ime) approaches End.

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    Shaggy and Scooby, Palestinian Heshers in Baghdad.

    If D’J33pZ(0rX) swings past this entry, maybe she’ll be kind enough to comment and tell the stry of how she reintroduced me to G0D and Grotus via explicating the principle of Kali Yuga to yours truly whilst dodging SoDo traffic to thier hit Top 40 cut from thier seminal disk, Slow Motion Apocalypse.

    Grotus – Kali Yuga

    It really doesn’t seem reasonable that this particular global bloom of Alpha sapiens will maintain a tenable possitive growth pattern with regards to that species’ growing personal and collective institutional resource requirments and the biosphere’s current rate of resource depletion. However, h. sapiens has been virulently responsive to extreme environmental shifts in the past, showing a stubborn resiliency that could mean aeons of additional torment for all terrans (and possible extraterrestrius effects).

    Will there be trade unionism in the Off World Colonies™?


    Fuck trade unionism and the little bossman it rode in on. One Big Union.

    Found my old pledgecard whilst digging to the bottom of the bivouac here at Last Daze InterBai HQ.

    This is what i wanted to show y’all.


    Discuss amongst yourselves.

    Society needs to be social. The means of production ARE common community assets, and as such communal use/access guarantee assurance is the primary job of any oversight institutions that proport to be acting in the civic interest.


    X5 of Arabia, Agent of Change.

    There’s a good FCC/streetball tie-in somewhere. For those readers who Fear The Linkz, the above pictured Saudi tagger X5 is lobbying the wet-gherkins of the Haus o’ Saud government to fund some neighborhood playareae, which really isn’t too much to ask. One shouldn’t have to ask one’s master for the occassional bone; decorum dictates the regular flick of gristle from the head table towards the shadows skulking the floor at the edge of the candlelight.


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    From the article:

    (the newly appointed official in charge of Jiddah’s beautification, Jiddeh city official Mohamed Jamal) Abo-Umara, 45, said young men like Alwani should not be held accountable until officials are sure they’ve done right by local youth.

    “What have we done for young people? Have we asked them what they need or want?” said Abo-Umara, wearing a flowing white head scarf and long robe. “Until I talk to them and find out why they are scribbling all over Jiddah and do my part in offering them the services we’re supposed to provide, then I can’t punish or criticize them.”

    Look.

    It comes to this. Always.

    It’s all us. The future can be one long-ass dreary unending clusterthroating of compounding institutional usurption of our common resources or we can grow up, stop putting fucking fences around our increasingly drab walls, claiming every toy in the percievable world our personal private slave-object and learn to share like civilised toddlers. Looking up to “authority” percieved resident in the wealthy elite who really do run things for the edification of global business ventures with whom they have more than casual invested interests in is the number one crippling cognitive prion that the governed can cure themselves of.

    Ask your Doktor if shedding your need for a shepherd is right for you.

    He’ll say “Yes.”

    Pounding Sand

    Soundtracking In A New World Window by Outkast
    Fair Friday morning t’ ye’all, fellow Citizen Workers. I spent a little time last night between night tremors updating the Operation: Enduring GangRape Player. I even threw in a very touching vid from a soldier of his buddy playing football with some kids in Tukrit (or some backlot in LA, can’t recall which). I felt it provided a good countertensioning between the videos on women prisoner treatment and the friendly fire POV snuff. The new opener is “Guernica In Iraq”, an AMV from the WarFan communitee.
    Renting: It’s A War Thang, Baby

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    RE; FF POV: In all fairness to the US aviator(s) involved in the above archived incident in which a British convoy was introduced to The Lightening Round, the fault clearly lies with C&C. The guy asked his wingman to confirm, and then nagged him to double back on it, then re-confirmed twice with the tower. They twice (at least) erroneously reported no coalition activity or presence in the area, chiming in just after his second run. Sounds to me like he felt it coming and did his best to avoid it; the way he cracks when they describe the “yellow cabs” of the UK armour he had just vapourised smacks of deja vous.

    Besides, this is BP’s war. Fuck the Redcoats. If they pulled more shifts in the air and drove like White Folks they wouldn’t have to duck so much.