It’s like why they don’t run. Just as their ankles would break due to the impact, their brains can’t survive the electricity flowing across their synapses.
Archive for March, 2011
If you’re not angry enough today, here’s a bit of non-political rage-inducement for you.
Who even knew that there was such a thing?
In celebration I give the best use of poetry in pop culture lately – Mad Men “Meditations in an Emergency”
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.
Blatantly stolen from the LA Times
I know jack shit about military operations or foreign affairs, but I can’t help but chuckle at the HopeNChange Brigades as they figure out that their Empty Suit in Chief just figured out that being president is super-duper hard…
And that’s not even from the Media Research Center or anything. It’s from Obama’s own website.
I will give all y’all a chance to make up the fact that ye olde minions have yet to get me a xoom or a petite lap giraffe. All shall be forgiven when you get me this:
A friend of mine has decided to try writing a short story of about 10,000 words. A couple of years ago I wrote a couple short stories (since discarded) and outlined an idea for a TV series, which I knew would never get produced but which I thought would make a good series anyway. I haven’t really done much with it since so I thought I would post it here. Some of the ideas overlaps with Tom Kratman’s “Caliphate” and John Ringo’s “Last Centurion”, but the main idea behind the story was mainly inspired by an urban legend about the 12th Marines on Okinawa. When I was stationed there the story was that the 12th Marines were not allowed to march with a guidon or to return to the US (the unit not the individuals) because they had lost their colors in Vietnam and so they were in a kind of exile ordered by SecNav. The story is almost certainly (I’m 99.99% sure) not true, but the idea of a unit in exile kind of fascinated me. Anyway here is the treatment that was supposed to serve as the basis of the story: