I'm a gnome warrior and I'm fucking furocious
Arms/Fury Spec Even Tauren's Like Oh SHIT
They could fucking squash me they don't watch where they sit
Til my axe hits they ass crack right where it splits
On the mic I just spit like I'm in the berserker
Stance on these stanzas and you're gonna get hurt, ya
Don't stand a chance like my sunder ain't stunnin'
I'm up in Nagrand and yell Halaa back youngin!
As soon as I charge and at the second I'm flagged
My frame rate stalls, what the heck man I'm lagged
Dude we're fucking surrounded!
Bitch I wear plate I was made to be pounded
You found it surprising the rate you were dying
Don't bother lying I know you were trying
QQ More Noob but there's no use in crying
You may be Undead but you ain't death-defying
Call out and say you got strep
All day you level your rep
Exalted comes next and thats
Nerdcore
Next day you go AFK
Try to grind through your day
On break you find time to play and thats
Nerdcore
If ever you aggro, yo I got your back bro
Fatty always attacks and that's
Nerdcore
We killin in ill tags
Every kid in the guild has
Blood'll be spilled cuz that's
Nerdcore
Man, fuck street cred, I got leet speak geek cred
Elite's that we dread give loot like good head
You're better off dead running back from the graveyard
If we bump heads, I'm leaving your face scarred
Enough with the race card, the Horde hates gnomes
You got knees where our face are and you still can't own
Notorious Tauren you know you aint tough
You cows are so pussy that you're thunder muffed
Udderly useless, and no one refutes this
Your head pointed at itself shouted out shoot this
Truth is even you know that you're lame
Cattle in battle? that don't belong in the game
Oh now you're a mad cow, don't like Fattymac now
Bovine inspiration for just laying the smack down
But your hack's down, you can't clown me
These guildies are my homies from real life that surround me
I'm a proud G, N O to the M E
You're laying down traps but you're never gone slow me
They're playing my raps but still nobody knows me
I don't give a fuck all you heifers can blow me
You'll be pushing for 80 til you're pushing up daisies
Uninstall the patch and just go back to the dailies
I ain't talkin trash but the Lich Wrath gave me
Insomnia and only dinging could save me
I was begging the GM to crash the realm
so I couldn't spend a G on an epic helm
Like what the hell, man, I need sleep
My boss keeps calling I ain't logged in a week
Man showing up for work should be a feat of strength
Another 50 points in the achievement bank
And I got you to thank for recruiting a friend
I got no food in my fridge I got no money to spend
If I can't pay my rent they'll evict my ass
But I just hit lieutenant up in Wintergrasp
And I can't leave WoW alone, the game needs me
I belong to the guild I hope my wife don't leave me!
Music and Lyrics by Brant and Fatty of Shock & Awkward
Watch Video!
Download MP3
Arms/Fury Spec Even Tauren's Like Oh SHIT
They could fucking squash me they don't watch where they sit
Til my axe hits they ass crack right where it splits
On the mic I just spit like I'm in the berserker
Stance on these stanzas and you're gonna get hurt, ya
Don't stand a chance like my sunder ain't stunnin'
I'm up in Nagrand and yell Halaa back youngin!
As soon as I charge and at the second I'm flagged
My frame rate stalls, what the heck man I'm lagged
Dude we're fucking surrounded!
Bitch I wear plate I was made to be pounded
You found it surprising the rate you were dying
Don't bother lying I know you were trying
QQ More Noob but there's no use in crying
You may be Undead but you ain't death-defying
Call out and say you got strep
All day you level your rep
Exalted comes next and thats
Nerdcore
Next day you go AFK
Try to grind through your day
On break you find time to play and thats
Nerdcore
If ever you aggro, yo I got your back bro
Fatty always attacks and that's
Nerdcore
We killin in ill tags
Every kid in the guild has
Blood'll be spilled cuz that's
Nerdcore
Man, fuck street cred, I got leet speak geek cred
Elite's that we dread give loot like good head
You're better off dead running back from the graveyard
If we bump heads, I'm leaving your face scarred
Enough with the race card, the Horde hates gnomes
You got knees where our face are and you still can't own
Notorious Tauren you know you aint tough
You cows are so pussy that you're thunder muffed
Udderly useless, and no one refutes this
Your head pointed at itself shouted out shoot this
Truth is even you know that you're lame
Cattle in battle? that don't belong in the game
Oh now you're a mad cow, don't like Fattymac now
Bovine inspiration for just laying the smack down
But your hack's down, you can't clown me
These guildies are my homies from real life that surround me
I'm a proud G, N O to the M E
You're laying down traps but you're never gone slow me
They're playing my raps but still nobody knows me
I don't give a fuck all you heifers can blow me
You'll be pushing for 80 til you're pushing up daisies
Uninstall the patch and just go back to the dailies
I ain't talkin trash but the Lich Wrath gave me
Insomnia and only dinging could save me
I was begging the GM to crash the realm
so I couldn't spend a G on an epic helm
Like what the hell, man, I need sleep
My boss keeps calling I ain't logged in a week
Man showing up for work should be a feat of strength
Another 50 points in the achievement bank
And I got you to thank for recruiting a friend
I got no food in my fridge I got no money to spend
If I can't pay my rent they'll evict my ass
But I just hit lieutenant up in Wintergrasp
And I can't leave WoW alone, the game needs me
I belong to the guild I hope my wife don't leave me!
Music and Lyrics by Brant and Fatty of Shock & Awkward
Watch Video!
Download MP3
"There is nothing intelligent about torture," says Eric Maddox, an Army staff sergeant whose book Mission: Black List #1 chronicles his interrogations in Iraq that ultimately led to the capture of Saddam Hussein. "If you have to inflict pain, then you've lost control of the situation, the subject and yourself."
After Waterboarding: How Can Terrorists Be Made to Talk?
After Waterboarding: How Can Terrorists Be Made to Talk?
"If I were to suggest that between the Earth and Mars there is a china teapot revolving about the sun in an elliptical orbit, nobody would be able to disprove my assertion provided I were careful to add that the teapot is too small to be revealed even by our most powerful telescopes. But if I were to go on to say that, since my assertion cannot be disproved, it is intolerable presumption on the part of human reason to doubt it, I should rightly be thought to be talking nonsense. If, however, the existence of such a teapot were affirmed in ancient books, taught as the sacred truth every Sunday, and instilled into the minds of children at school, hesitation to believe in its existence would become a mark of eccentricity and entitle the doubter to the attentions of the psychiatrist in an enlightened age or of the Inquisitor in an earlier time."
Bertrand Russell, 1952
Bertrand Russell, 1952
Vermont passes gay-marriage bill
Legislature passes bill, republican Governor vetoes it, and legislature overrides veto. Can't whine about "activist judges" for this one!
Legislature passes bill, republican Governor vetoes it, and legislature overrides veto. Can't whine about "activist judges" for this one!
- Mood:
ecstatic
This blog post at theconsitution.org hits the nail on the head: http://theusconstitution.org/blog.histor y/?p=601
When the British government banned Geert Wilders from entering the country to present his film in the House of Lords, it made two egregious errors. The first was to suppress free speech, a canon of the civilized Western world. The second mistake was to blame the messenger -- punishing, so to speak, the witness who exposed the crime instead of punishing the criminal.
From Islam Needs to Prove It's a Religion of Peace
From Islam Needs to Prove It's a Religion of Peace
The best documentary I've seen confronting the myths surrounding marijuana. It's running time is 2 hours, but worth every minute:
http://blip.tv/file/1356143
http://blip.tv/file/1356143
Nicely done.
My fellow citizens:
I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.
Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.
So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.
These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.
Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path toward prosperity and freedom.
For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.
For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.
For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.
Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.
This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.
Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.
As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.
As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.
For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
This is the price and the promise of citizenship.
This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.
This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive ... that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."
America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.
I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.
Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.
So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.
These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.
Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.
On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.
On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.
We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path toward prosperity and freedom.
For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.
For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.
For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.
Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.
This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.
What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.
Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.
As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.
Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.
For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.
To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.
To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.
As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.
For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.
Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.
This is the price and the promise of citizenship.
This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.
This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:
"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive ... that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."
America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.
"Being the voice of a successful charity is actually quite strange, because typically when one is in this position they must constantly gesture at the machinations of a grim universe, and say this, this is what we are up against. There is never any need, here. You never give me an opportunity to indulge in dark imagery. You simply make light."
- Tycho of Penny Arcade on the video game community donating over 1.43 million dollars in video games to Children's Hospitals this Christmas season. Source. The charity is Child's Play.
- Tycho of Penny Arcade on the video game community donating over 1.43 million dollars in video games to Children's Hospitals this Christmas season. Source. The charity is Child's Play.
See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die
- Mood:
amused
SF Gate Article
EPQA Article
The justices asked for written arguments to be submitted by Jan. 21. The court could hold a hearing as early as March, with a ruling due 90 days later.
So July, 2009. They denied the request to put Prop 8 on hold until a ruling is made, so no same-sex marriages for at least until next summer.
Here we go again.
EPQA Article
The justices asked for written arguments to be submitted by Jan. 21. The court could hold a hearing as early as March, with a ruling due 90 days later.
So July, 2009. They denied the request to put Prop 8 on hold until a ruling is made, so no same-sex marriages for at least until next summer.
Here we go again.
If you are going to see Quantum of Solace, I highly recommend renting Casino Royale first. I saw Casino Royale in the theaters when it was released awhile ago, and I found myself trying to remember who people were in Casino Royale to see how they fit into this plot.
There's a day of hope
May I live to see,
When our hearts are happy
And our souls are free.
Let the new day dawn,
Oh, Lord, I pray.
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.

It's a day of peace.
A day of pride.
A day of justice
We have been denied.
Where a man can live,
And a child can play.
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.

Give the people
A day of peace.
A day of pride.
A day of justice
We have been denied.
Let the new day dawn,
Oh, Lord, I pray...
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.
from the musical Ragtime
May I live to see,
When our hearts are happy
And our souls are free.
Let the new day dawn,
Oh, Lord, I pray.
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.

It's a day of peace.
A day of pride.
A day of justice
We have been denied.
Where a man can live,
And a child can play.
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.

Give the people
A day of peace.
A day of pride.
A day of justice
We have been denied.
Let the new day dawn,
Oh, Lord, I pray...
We'll never get to heaven
Till we reach that day.
from the musical Ragtime
Hurt, angry, frustrated, sad are some of the few things I was feeling today after 52% of Californians decided to eliminate my right to marry. I'm heartened that there are already three law suits to challenge the measure. With 18,000 married same-sex couples in California, I feel that there should be 18,000 of them.
This election was a major setback for our civil rights. Besides California, Arizona and Florida also amended their constitutions to define marriage between a man and a woman, and Arkansas made it illegal for gay couples to adopt. Florida's amendment was particularly heinous as it also banned any sort of civil union, gay or straight:
"In as much as a marriage is the legal union of only one man and one woman as husband and wife, no other legal union that is treated as marriage or the substantial equivalent thereof shall be valid or recognized." Nice.
For me personally, I'm particularly angry at the Mormon Church and the Knights of Columbus, the two major contributors to the "Protect" Marriage campaign, the vast majority of which came from out of state. This money was used to inundate gullible Californians with misleading or false commercials based around fear. I think they should lose their tax exempt status for interfering with politics and people's civil rights.
So currently, I feel like this Wallaby (thanks to
chetchez for image)

This election was a major setback for our civil rights. Besides California, Arizona and Florida also amended their constitutions to define marriage between a man and a woman, and Arkansas made it illegal for gay couples to adopt. Florida's amendment was particularly heinous as it also banned any sort of civil union, gay or straight:
"In as much as a marriage is the legal union of only one man and one woman as husband and wife, no other legal union that is treated as marriage or the substantial equivalent thereof shall be valid or recognized." Nice.
For me personally, I'm particularly angry at the Mormon Church and the Knights of Columbus, the two major contributors to the "Protect" Marriage campaign, the vast majority of which came from out of state. This money was used to inundate gullible Californians with misleading or false commercials based around fear. I think they should lose their tax exempt status for interfering with politics and people's civil rights.
So currently, I feel like this Wallaby (thanks to
- Mood:
sad
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to look, time to care,
Someday!
Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere.
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're half way there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Someday,
Somewhere!
From the musical West Side Story
Music by Leonard Bernstein
Lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to look, time to care,
Someday!
Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere.
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're half way there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Someday,
Somewhere!
From the musical West Side Story
Music by Leonard Bernstein
Lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
- Mood:
rejected
I have invested so much into this election emotionally that I cannot imagine how I will feel on Wednesday. Will I be ecstatic or devastated, or some mixture of both? Regardless of outcome, I know I'll at least be relieved that it's over. I find myself constantly checking news websites for the latest polls, and watching the latest ads on TV. The anticipation and worrying is driving me insane.
According to Wikipedia, the campaigns for and against Proposition 8 raised over $60 million with campaign contributions from over 64,000 people in all fifty states and more than twenty foreign countries, setting a new record nationally for a social policy initiative and trumping every other race in the country in spending except the presidential contest.
On some level, it angers me that we have to spend so much money to get enough TV airtime to fight the lies being propagated by the "Protect Marriage" group. We shouldn't have to spend millions to defeat a proposition titled "ELIMINATES THE RIGHT.." If we do defeat this proposition, maybe we should bring a class action law suit against them and get our money back. :P
I'm also worried about the presidential race. I do not trust the GOP to steal this election with electronic voting fraud.
Here is a video of a guy in West Virginia demonstrating that the voting machines that switched votes were simply miscalibrated : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Q9NSVUu 8nk . The idea that you need to 'calibrate' these machines by sticking a magic doodad into a slot is so mind-bendingly retarded that it's amazing they are getting away with it. To calibrate an input source, you need to provide it with input (e.g. "touch upper left corner, now touch lower right corner"). Second, why aren't the millions of ATM machines around the world switching people's money because they aren't 'calibrated'? Sadly, electronic voting is alive and well in many states. It makes it all feel so futile.
If Obama wins, anyone want to fly to Washington D.C. in January to be there when the first black president gets inaugurated?
According to Wikipedia, the campaigns for and against Proposition 8 raised over $60 million with campaign contributions from over 64,000 people in all fifty states and more than twenty foreign countries, setting a new record nationally for a social policy initiative and trumping every other race in the country in spending except the presidential contest.
On some level, it angers me that we have to spend so much money to get enough TV airtime to fight the lies being propagated by the "Protect Marriage" group. We shouldn't have to spend millions to defeat a proposition titled "ELIMINATES THE RIGHT.." If we do defeat this proposition, maybe we should bring a class action law suit against them and get our money back. :P
I'm also worried about the presidential race. I do not trust the GOP to steal this election with electronic voting fraud.
Here is a video of a guy in West Virginia demonstrating that the voting machines that switched votes were simply miscalibrated : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Q9NSVUu
If Obama wins, anyone want to fly to Washington D.C. in January to be there when the first black president gets inaugurated?
Large version: http://www.apple.com/trailers/focus_fea
I can't even watch the preview without getting emotional. The film might destroy me.
Stanford Law Professor Lawrence Lessig created a video with some pretty compelling arguments against California's Proposition 8 ("Eliminates the right of same-sex couples to marry"). Please feel free to send this to your conservative friends and family, or anyone on the fence on this issue:
http://lessig.org/blog/2008/10/against_p roposition_8.html
http://lessig.org/blog/2008/10/against_p