I call myself a writer. I think I’ve done pretty well in the short form. But in my forty years on this mud ball I’ve never finished a novel. Until today. I just finished my first first draft. I’m not sure I feel about it yet.

Harry MF Dreden

cunning-flame:

shivian:

“The skull-fetish is readied for the sabbat, adorned in sigilum of the spheres, eyes cast to see through light & shadow”

My chalkboard-paint covered skull arrived today (and it came with chalk!); get yours: http://goo.gl/ByxcL

I enjoy this skull! I shall him Bob! Points to whomever can guess why I should call him Bob 🙂

When I was in high school… I asked myself at one point: “Why do i care if my high school’s team wins the football game? I don’t know anybody on the team, they have nothing to do with me… why am I here and applaud? It does not make any sense.” But the point is, it does make sense: It’s a way of building up irrational attitudes of submission to authority and group cohesion behind leadership elements. In fact it’s training in irrational jingoism. That’s also a feature of competitive sports.

Manufacturing Consent – Noam Chomsky (via noam-chomsky)

I look at the numbers and can come to no other conclusion. 2,996 dead on 9/11 = 4,474 US soldiers killed in Iraq, 1,762 US soldiers killed in Afghanistan, 111,983 Iraqi civilians killed, 8,813 Afghan civilians killed, hundreds of thousands of more maimed, over $1 trillion dollars spent. On the day I watched the towers fall I prayed we would be calm and rational. We were not. We cried out for blood, a gallon of their’s for a drop of ours. Today, for the first time, I am ashamed to be an American.

Even if all fat people are the way they are due to their bad choices, even if every single fat person is unhealthy, that does not justify sub-standard treatment. How can the health of strangers possibly inspire such vitriol? If you remain convinced that others’ bodies are your business and people must justify their existence to you, perhaps you should consider the possibility that you are an arsehole.

Frances Lockie

an arsehole or a blubber brain, same thing

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