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Stroj koji automatski primjenjuje zlatnu foliju. (The machine that automatically applies the gold film.)

   “The torturer controls all proceedings. Arbitrary fallacies distort. Hope is corrupted. Fear debilitates. And with all of the constraints these things force upon the proceedings, there is no place left for the truth.” –Cicero

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2014-12-19) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click. That’s my 875th weekly Memo of the Air show, my 106th just for KNYO.

For breaks in the show I managed to play a surprising amount (about a third) of my holiday-time music collection, very little of which you’re ever likely to hear anywhere else, and instead of Boston Blackie at the end you’ll hear William S. Burroughs himself recite his story about a guy who goes around pretending to wipe parked car windows in order to see if there’s something to steal that he can sell to get anything with opium in it. He does a magically sweet favor for a truly suffering man, with no thought of reward, and it’s The Junky’s Christmas.

And there Alex Bosworth, Rich Alcott, a lot of material looking at the small-steps torture revelations through interesting filters including screenplays of toga dramas since 1932. If you just want to read the toga part for yourself, here. And relatively early in the show Mike Lacher gives you thorough non-condescending instruction in how to write good sex scenes. A small sample: “Imagine the sexual congress between your characters not as a schoolboy’s sketch but as a Dutch Master’s canvas, full of excruciating detail upon each pert nipple and goosefleshy thigh. Consider, as Vermeer did, how the dewy morning light falls about his ample foreskin or how her rosy loins tremble like a cello string struck by a moistened frisbee.”

Beyond all that, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

All classic Doctor Who episodes at the same time.

Robots in space.

An hour of beautiful old aeroplanes. Just skip around in this.

Luc Bergeron presents his video selections of a number of people doing everything but sitting like a lump watching video selections of such people.

Superstition, organized into religion or not, is giving in to a mental illusion– an optical illusion but instead for reasoning and the mind. You can be /so sure/ of a thing you believe as strongly as you’re /so sure/ the apparently green and blue spirals in this design are different colors. And it won’t even matter if someone shows you that what you believe is neither true nor real. Because you believe it anyway. Because it’s so obvious, and it’s right there, obvious all over again every time you think about it.

The Plio Diet.

And nobody ever punches him. The world is good.

And nobody ever punches him. In this case not so good.

A to Z of torture.

“It can’t be against the law to say fuck because that would make it a crime to say fuck the government, and in this country that is the last thing it can ever be a crime to say.” That’s right. Exactly.

“She may look clean –BUT pick-ups, “good time” girls, prostitutes SPREAD SYPHILIS AND GONORRHEA. You can’t beat the Axis if you get VD.”  Well, you can’t. She does look clean. Watch out.

What are you in for?

“I think there’s too much turbulence when there’s an asymmetric collision of the vortex with an object in the water.” You go, Physics Girl (continued). (Further experiments from audience suggestions.)

And the musical playlist used by the CIA to torture kidnapees:

Whinge, whinge against the dying of the light.

  “One of my chief objections to the management of the universe is that we suffer so much more from our gentler and more amiable vices than from our darkest crimes.” — A.E. Housman

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2014-12-12) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click. That’s my 874th weekly Memo of the Air show, my 105th just for KNYO.

This time I did the show by remote from Juanita’s place, and it worked out nearly perfectly. There’s a little noticeable hum, because of the cheap way I slapped things together, but it isn’t bad. I learned a lot, and I’ll probably do it this way again sometime.

The way Bob Young and his service guru have it set up to get the signal to KNYO’s transmitter shack, it doesn’t matter anymore where the airperson is. You can do a radio show on KNYO from anywhere there’s reliable high-speed internet access. It’s nice and familiar to do it at the station on Franklin Street; you can just go in and sit down and start, but with a cheap computer and mixer and mic –and your music player, if you do a music show– you can get just as comfortable elsewhere. It’s the same thing. You just sit down and do what you’re there to do.

It’s funny, I was so nervous and edgy and worried I wouldn’t be able to do it right, that it wouldn’t feel normal and wouldn’t flow. It’s a pretty good show. Lots and lots of useful information and tooth-gritting outrage as well as happy goofiness and appropriate and inappropriate musical bleeps and bloops.

Beyond all that, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:


Tribolunimescence of quartz. (You can also get this by crushing a sugar cube with a glass.)

Physics Girl’s latest amazing thing.

Space movie clips and Anthony Hopkins reading Dylan Thomas.

Magic ballet.

This might be considered technological cruelty, except that the victim is clearly enjoying himself. It occurs to me that it’s very much like what Fox so-called News does not only to its viewers but to itself.

Another pretty good metaphor for teevee in general.

And yet another fascinating slow-motion-fest.

Magic bullet(s). This reminded me of the Puffa Puffa Rice cereal commercials from my childhood where bags of rice were “shot from guns”, and then I looked that up and found it was never Puffa Puffa Rice after all– oh, there was a Puffa Puffa Rice cereal, but it was Quaker Puffed Wheat and Puffed Rice that was shot from guns. (How I wanted one of those giant cereal cannons.)


Every raindrop is a micro asteroid impact. But with surface tension, so there’s much more sucking backward of the ejecta. Pretty.

Practice makes perfect…

…or not.

Bye, crazy-eyes. Don’t let the screen door hit you in the ass on the way out.

HELP the police. HELP-HELP-HELP the police.

Wake up, America.

The art of space.

Six one-way mirrors.

Snow polygons. Like crop circles but with polygons instead of circles, and snow instead of crops. No, wait– circles are sometimes involved. Just imagine the kind of bed cramps this guy must get in his thigh muscles after making something like this.

The spiral staircases of Budapest.


Right-wing lessons learned.

Wondermark — Icebergs, Part 1. And Part 2.

Jackie Chan’s best day ever, the day his idol Bruce Lee knocked him out with a stick and said sorry.

Colbert interviews Smaug, a fellow gated-community dweller and fiscal conservative.

Fun with boredom.

Capybara madness.

Anthropomorphic taxidermy.

The Feast of the Immaculate Conception.

The 1784 Calculon Mark V says, “You can crank my shiny metal ass.

Bvvv daz-taz dvv, bvv daz-taz drvv…

The perfect model of a scientific wedding.

Why won’t you? Film and fire.

Watch a 1976 BMW motorcycle being built by sturdy Frenchmen with a cigarette in the corner of their mouth. (Frenchwomen make the wheels, and paint the perfect lines on the gas tanks freehand with a brush.) Also Pink Floyd is involved.

It’s not really walking on water, though, is it. It’s not water, it’s oobleck.

Yahaah! Woohoo!

All just the songs from year one of Flight of the Conchords.

And, speaking of which, here’s every death in the Lord of the Rings trilogy in six minutes. Apparently one does not simply walk into Mordor.

The cowbell curve (or) 9 easy new secrets to just the right amount of it.

     “The root of superstition is that men observe when things hit, and not when they miss; and commit to memory the one, and forget and pass over the other.” — Francis Bacon

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-12-05) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Just beautiful. Pie in the sky, given our overwhelming mundane priorities, but beautiful and stirring.

/Dress/ the police. /Dress/ the police.

Better living through centrifugal force. (Which technically is not a force but simply inertia.)

Maillardet’s automaton.

What makes Jackie Chan’s movies so special? This man will tell and show you.


True color comet.

A clever trick with cat litter and a sock to stop your windshield fogging up.

The pictorial history of a lost and found collection of abnormal brains.

Careful, now. You are about to have a clever-science-toy orgasm. Just be ready.

This Baptist pastor is about to throw a thinly-veiled-self-loathing homo-hatin’ tantrum right there at the pulpit.

And how Joseph Smith’s better 34/35ths felt about the arrangement.

The Stone of Thorgellen (blood cubic zirconium).

     “Those other eggs are brown. They take our jobs and bring the price of white eggs down.”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-11-28) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Thorgellen, by Alex Bosworth. (The 1995 Crayon Productions PowerPoint presentation.)

Addams Family Thanksgiving. “And for all these reasons I have decided to scalp you and burn your village to the ground.”

Time-lapse aurorae.

The Ridge. Real, not CGI. (Fullscreen and set to HD if your connection and viewing gizmo are good enough.)


“My name is James James, the [Something] Trickster.”

Play safe. Here, like this.


“It’s okay, I am a Druid.” “What does that even mean?” “Oh, /you’ll/ see.”

I had never even heard of the movie, and now…

Romeo and Juliet, improved by Noel Coward.

One of the very last shoe repair guys. No little nails, though, anymore, kids. It’s all done with glue now.

The birds. Of prey.

William S. Burroughs – A Thanksgiving Prayer.

Space noir.

“Stop resisting,” he says. (The cop was later punished by being suspended for a single day’s shift, and that was not for gleefully beating the woman up but for /swearing/ at her before he did it. Because swearing is unprofessional.)

Ants plus aluminum holocaust equals art.

“That might be the easy way, and it might be the smart way, but it wouldn’t be THE COWBOY WAY.”

This is how it starts.

And here are twenty minutes of clips from a British comedy news show from like twenty years ago that they canceled nearly instantly because it made the regular news shows look stupid by imitating them perfectly. My favorite bit is the one about the night hooker dentists.


Post-racist society, my white ass.

    “You are a big country. You are the kindest country in the world. You are like a really nice apartment over a meth lab.” –Robin Williams (R.I.P.) to Canadians

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-11-21) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Did you know that even today we can place Lewis and Clark’s camp latrines, because they prophylactically swallowed mercury for the syphilis they imagined they might catch by trading trinkets to Native American women in return for a little consideration of an explorin’ man’s needs? Also, Frida Lyngstad of Abba (/Funky Town/, /Fernando/, /Dancing Queen/, etc.) was among the issue of the Nazi lebensborn program. Further, NASA is about to wake up the Kuiper Belt mission robot to snap some pictures on its gravity-sling pass by Pluto, which is so far away that the radio signals sent by the robot, traveling at the speed of light, will take hours to reach Earth. Meanwhile, an old grayish-whitish man in America’s Bible Belt, startled up out of his engrossment in Fox so-called News by a noise outside, shot a milk-coffee-colored college boy dead for turning around in the driveway, paid a $500 fine for it and –it doesn’t say exactly but I think he gets to keep his gun too. Are we an interesting species, or what? Furthermore allow me to call your attention to the prison breakout scene in this week’s (originally December third 1946’s) Boston Blackie, where the prop-siren failed (!) and the sound effects operator, missing not a beat, used a slide-whistle instead, which you’ll hear warble from his own barely stifled laughter in relief that he’d thought to use it and then in shared amusement with the actors who were all simulating the prison break by shouting, stomping around and helpfully cranking the mechanical machine-gun machine because the sound effects man’s hands were occupied. Good times. Good times.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Fascinating illustrated discussion of /Interstellar/ sound design.

Thermal view.

3-D slices view.

Sexy dance of the snake woman and the pretend-flute player.

Further sexy snakiness but slower and in German.

Apparently the Germans are really into this stuff. And who can blame them?

How to know when to be offended.

“When she asked why UVA’s rape statistics were hard to find, the dean said, ‘Because nobody wants to send their daughter to the rape school.'”

Proper fainting technique.

Click for full screen then page through these beautiful paintings of space subjects.

Click to magnify. Just fascinating. Dental care (8th floor, center)!

And the way we communicate news now.

1936 Japanese cartoon. The happy animals on their peaceful island are menaced by Mickey Mouse riding on a hook-nosed bat.


A weblog about carnival ride accidents.

Boy, golly, defoliating a victory garden sure works up an appetite. “One and two and /tamp/, /tamp/.”

Is Nan-Matol, Lost City of the Pacific, a Landing Pad for Saucer Zombies?

Russian subways.

It’s a trap.

A proper telling-off. Hard to hear at first, but stick with it.

Russian miner’s cute fox photos. Oh, they are so cute.

Speaking of cute…


“Fluorescent orange poops.”

This is incredibly cool, but how did the ancients who lived in it refresh the air? Especially since they had to light it with fire. I don’t see any vent shafts.

Roller coaster. Uh-huh. Roller coaster. Yow.  (This is a CGI mockup of a real thing that they’re starting to build now.)

Today we all start over. Again.

    “Being fit and throwing a fit are two very different things.”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-11-14) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

This show runs seven hours not including the Mel Brooks/Carl Reiner 2000 Year Old Man before the start. (Here’s the cartoon version of that.) Learn how to stop a military tank, in case that ever comes up as a need. Pat Robertson squinches his eyes shut and purifies you with the fire of Jeebus of any sexy things you might have done. Some inside information about the human semen the sodomites have incorporated into your latte, as well as about their insidious tight pants agenda. Wordsworth. Chomsky. Dave Eggers. The Forgotten Fish Memory Orchestra. Instead of Boston Blackie, an entire vividly close-miked Nichols and May album (the one with More Gauze). In short, the bloody works; and the recording, made in the broadcast booth, has smooth sound with none of the (since fixed) periodic transmitter dropouts that radio listeners experienced.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Metal, it is beautiful.

Religious Vader.

Two evenly matched because identical industrial robots spar with swords.

Bored ramming speed, men.

Dusted to death.

A slideshow (press play arrow) of grand old topless adding machines.

Industrial fantasy China. Scroll down for the sharp big images. And play the video in full screen at the highest useful quality.


Charged with funambulism.

The secret of the mind-reading fish.

My favorite is the elephant’s toothpaste. No– the iodine clock. The super-absorbent polymer is also nice.

Things going up.

On the Index of Ignorance, we’re number 2. Number 2! Number 2! (Liz H. sent this.)

The dogs bursting in air.

Thp thp thp thp thp thp thp thp thp thp thp thp.

Japan, WTF, part 19.

The lottery. Better luck next time.

Rope swing from hot air balloons.

Look at how much fun you can have when you’re flush with deodorant company money!

Works From The 7th Annual Altered Barbie Exhibit. Scroll down and down. Caterpillar Barbie is my favorite.

Your own dead talking dog, only $60.


Mark sent the link to this. Don’t ask the guy in the store; ask people who have one: the plasma display is superior to the LCD/LED.

And Mark sent a link to this page of people’s mostly accidentally recorded earthquake sounds. They were playing with tape recorders and exactly the right time.

“Plato was also a tragic child star who recently died of a drug overdose. Purportedly, there was some kind of mysterious curse hanging over the entire cast and crew of ‘Different Strokes’ – a modern reference to Greek Tragedy. . .or, more specifically, Modern-Day Greek Archetypes. Was Plato actually Persephone? Think about it.”

Och, the puir beast.

Giant acoustic instrument incorporates mechanical reverb. At first he just messes aimlessly with the springs, but then he bows the vertical violin-like part. If you just want to hear that, skip ahead to 2:53.

Guitarra a 4 manos. Thrilling, or, uh, emocionante

Museum of selfies.

“Bottoms up. And the devil laughs.”

“I will rip off your head and shit down your neck.” That’s some good police work there, Shawn.


Shouting at clouds.

     “I don’t mean to go all language nerd on you, but I just legit adverbed legit, verbed adverb, and adjectived language nerd.” –Randall Munroe*

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-11-07) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

This was my one-hundredth show just for KNYO. I think it turned out rather well. Kay Rudin showed up and knocked on the storefront door a little after one a.m. and we talked about teeth, among other things. (Slightly uneven mic level.) Um, Alex Bosworth. King Collins. A psychological exegesis of Frankenstein’s monster. Late in the show: My Grandmother, the Poisoner from, and even yet more. A long show, as they go, and some catchy music.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:


And the odd brain.

The Bangs Williams Improved Insulated Planchette.

Surfing in very slow motion.

Ball and feathers.

Time-lapse balloon fiesta. (Link sort of fixed by now going to an orgy of hot-air balloon videos.) (Thanks, Kim Townsend, for pointing out that it wasn’t right before.)

Balloons of Brazil. The videos are amazing. Also the sound. “I told ya, Mike!”

Well! That was exciting.

Nature wins.

These goddamn kids and their weird fads. Bob Ross sent this.

And a professional straightener. For the weird fad of everyone dressing alike to be in the club.

(*Also: bonus points for the Oxford comma.)

Five pounds of Halloween show in a three pound bag!

    “Men are afraid women will laugh at them. Women are afraid men will kill them.”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-10-31) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

How have parents ruined Halloween? Let me count three ways.

A journal of things that fit.


The future. Floating, shining soot, etc.

This is an example of video I search out as soon as I hear about the disaster, to watch it over and over even though I hate what happened. It might be that I’m trying to memorize it so it won’t happen again, or won’t happen to me, the way people rubberneck at car wrecks, but I have no input into the process and will never get near a rocket to space and so it doesn’t matter what I know, and maybe that’s part of why it makes me so sad. (On the other hand, Lori Price of CLG NEWS implies that NSA (not NASA) had hundreds of millions of dollars’ worth of secret spy machinery in it so, if that’s true, the sadness is somewhat queered.)

And from another angle.

Further disaster. (The word disaster literally means bad star.)

And then something goes or rather will go right. On my birthday (Nov.12, 2014). I just want to say, see the way the European Space Agency gets you excited about real space science. NASA could take a lesson from them.

Bring me my cross of burning gold. Bring me my chariot of fire.

Are zombies racist?

Paint it with fire.

A lovely thing to watch being made.

Marble boss. How we get marble.

The succulent Qing Dynasty meat stone.



Melies: The Monster.

A camera crew is too expensive anymore. Here’s how they do it now.

The One True Dog.

Ghost islands.

Take a ring off it.

Li’l Dicky: Lemme Freak.

If driving was taught like sex ed.

The true baseball acid story. Oh, and dexamyl. And benzedrine. “So the game started, and the mist came in. Misty rain. So all during the game it was a little mist…”

Put a camera on it. Scary. I know it turns out okay, but… it’s got its dinner, and the guy goes right up to it.

Oh! Toy! Gaah!

Lord Kelvin’s water dropper.

How the woman gets her stripes.

“The closest I’ll ever get to touching space.”

All the planets in the Solar system set edge-to-edge in a line, and Pluto also, would exactly fit between Earth and the Moon. Coincidence? I don’t think so.

How he made it. (In fact, from the after-talk: “What I learned is, beyond a certain level of effort there’s basically no correlation between the amount of work you put into something and how successful it is.”)

…And one of his more successful projects.


“Again with the 7.”

Eleanor Cooney sent me this link to a pictorial story about the contents of the abandoned suitcases of insane asylum patients, or clients, whichever is used.

For every one American who dies of ebola, fifty thousand will die of the common flu. Get your flu shot.

How is this even possible. Amazing new OK GO music video.

The girl who literally couldn’t even.

“So I started going out with this guy. He was a seventh-generation circus performer. He had grown up sleeping with three tigers…”

Wildebeest rush hour.

You think you can just grab it by the nose and keep it away. But you can’t, because of the strength of its great long arms and the sharpness of its six-inch claws, which can cut your spine in half by reaching in through the front of you. Think how stupid you would feel. You’d be like, “I’m killed! By an anteater!”

The full  nose test. Warning: honks.

“Trews is like the news if the news were true.”

Sugar money.

“Enjoy an ice cream cone shortly  before lunch.” Slideshow of sugar ads.


Ernest Hemingway’s new typewriter.

What women look for in a man. Short version: voice, teeth, hair, eyes, fingernails, shirt, shoes, neatness (car interior as well as ears), funny, polite but sarcastic, good tipper, and a scar. Easy.

What drives men away from a woman. Short version: the stuff she says.

The Skeleton Dance.

Japanese Halloween.

Exorcism: a psychiatric viewpoint.

The two-white-line 3D trick again. Scroll down.

A treatise of remarks regarding Experiments and Obfervations  in an heated Room, 1774.

Twinkie offense.

And don’t forget to reset the bridge clock, cadet. One more demerit and there go your ansible privileges.

Hatters gonna hat. Part two. (Say it aloud. Savor the martial beat.)

    “A wicked hero will turn his back to an innocent coward.” –Ben Franklin

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-10-24) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Poetry by Mickey Chalfin. Alex Bosworth’s true baseball disaster story, Hardball. Delicious toilet-paper-free sausage of Belarus. Mystery clown. The black female body. Comtesse DeSpair. Ayahuasca, poison or panacea? A rundown on the candidates for Coast Hospital board. What Mormons believe. William Rivers Pitt, Blowback. Porn: how to get in. Maggie Koerth-Baker. Nietzche’s squinky motivation. And the Jinn, imaginary creatures of real fire. Six hours of all that and more, and then The Weird Circle: The Queer Client, a tale of woe, misery, revenge and regret, lather, rinse, repeat.

Further, here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

The right-wing HOUSE OF FEAR! Which YOU CAN’T ESCAPE!

Clean your lint filter.

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned the Anonabox in a promoting-sounding way, and now I know better. Here:

Paint me on velvet, U.S. Supreme Court.

Here’s how.

What are some interesting theoretical limits?

Scientology assholes harass a former member in the airport. We see this from his point of view. Read the explanation.

What Mormons believe.

Do you think “natural” food is natural? It’s not.

The wheel of rhythm.

What a white man can get away with when stopped by an officer.

White people in general. “It is suspected alcohol may have been a factor.”

The music college kids like charted against their SAT scores.


And San Francisco in the 1940s and 1950s. Beautiful black-and-white photos. Peaceful. Quiet. Another world entirely.!/portfolio/G0000mIS5.IPEWTU


One size fits all.

    “Man is an exception, whatever he is. If it is not true that a divine being fell, then we can only say that one of the animals went entirely off its head.” –G.K. Chesterton

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-10-17) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Some more and older and rather better poetry than usual. Ebola terror debunkment. A goofily bloated Respect Mah Authoritah section, including wise advice as to exactly what to do and what not to do when pulled over by a cop, to minimize legal and death problems. Alex Bosworth! John Lewallen! Oni Hartstein’s criticism of the new entrepreneurs of haunted houses from hell. The triumphant return of the Comtesse DeSpair. Columbus (Cristoforo Colon) facts. The rise and fall of famous venerated penis parts and their counterfeits down through Christian history. [tiny print:] Notice of Memo of the Air’s soon proliferating to be on KMEC-LP in Ukiah as well as on the familiar KNYO-LP in Fort Bragg. (Familiar in the embarrassingly sensual and accustomed senses on top of the witch’s pet and the homeboy sense.) Let’s see, what else… It turns out that torture comes in a choice of flavors; who knew? And so on. A long and pleasantly weird show. And Boston Blackie at the end, so.

And here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Some footage from The Great Martian War: 1913-1917. As historically and scientifically accurate as anything else on The History Channel.

Table 7.

Bad Lip Reading /Walking Dead/ part 2.

“In a nature full of wonders, this talented man from the Punjab is not the least of her wonders himself!”

Italian hand talking.

What If. A short film made from Rudyard Kipling’s /If/.

“Don’t come in my ear.”

“I’m gettin’ teed off now!”

Coffee jerks.

“I’m really not okay with lying.”

Monday was loofah day. I missed it again.


Scroll down for the video. When the whole thing spins around on a vertical axis you can hear the Leslie-ing*.

*Leslie rotating speaker horns.

Hipty-hip de guillotine. Pip-pit de by-yo.

Spirograph toy.



Putting the Fleet under.

The Anonabox kickstarter project. About three weeks left to get your own Anonabox for $45.

The Rayleigh-Plesset Equation applied to guns firing underwater. Also Bernoulli’s Principle. Also sonoluminescence! Skip ahead to 6:17 if that’s all you’re interested in. The whole earlier part is also cool.

Same guy explaining the Prince Rupert’s Drop. 1.3 miles per second!

The amazing Tommy Trevor and assistant.

A dance to spring.

Play Tetris Hell. “You won’t like it.”


Speaking of balls: “In the vacuum of space his suit had gradually inflated so that he could not get back into the airlock. The gloves had pulled away from his fingers. He decided to let air the air out…”


The future.

Raymond Loewy, designer of space.

Valella valella.


Kachinas! Gesundheit.

Bitch. (Not you. It’s just the title of the post.)

“I don’t know what’s the matter with people: they don’t learn by understanding; they learn by some other way – by rote, or something. Their knowledge is so fragile!” –Richard Feynman

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-10-10) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Like last week’s, this show has another one of the best Alex Bosworth stories ever, this time about a night-time telephone conversation with his own left-behind self. And there are 96 instances of the word /bitch/ in this show, hence the title. (Though the greater part of them occur in a single story by Kate Hahn, in, titled I Am Going To Start Ending Every Sentence With /Bitches/, Bitches.)  Two weather reviews by The Awl’s Tom Scocca.  Some insight into the so-called brains of right-wing so-called conservatives. General injustice against women, laid out in graphic terms.  A post to the kzyxtalk listserv by John Sakowitz explaining his plans to improve KZYX by suing the autocratic undeserved managers entirely out of the fiefdom it’s become, or rather by fumigating the place with essence of law. Biblical support for genocide.  HOT LOCAL SINGLES. The man who proved Stephen Hawking wrong. And even yet more.

And here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Polyphonic overtone singing. (I brought the audio of this to the show but never found the right place to play it.)

“Excellent for fine motor skill development.” Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t wonder what it tastes like.

Undulatus asperatus. Steamed.

Late Night Liz sent this link to the trailer for Ana Yang’s bubble show. No CGI. What interests me is that I’d just seen a trailer for /Guardians of the Galaxy/, where they took $100,000,000 and like four years to make moving shapes and colors just like this, and Ana Yang does the same thing in real time with colored lights, string, a bucket of soap and a cigaret.

Flowers of the sky.

Stop-motion parkour.

Giant robots and golems throughout history.

Space, comrade! Or, as the kids punctuate now: space comrade.

Maps of the end of the world.

How to win any game.

So different without the songs.

Short film about a neon-sign maker. “I don’t burn myself as much as I did, anymore.”

How many? Go fish.

Fish hugs.

I like how they don’t get tired of it. They like what they’re doing so much that they’re ready to do it all day. They’re constantly in the moment, and the moment is good.

“Where wolves fuck” equals “where Christ lost his hat.”

Masks. (Let it load and then slowly scroll down.)

…And then see this:

“Tenny mucho mucho DeNiro in su trucky-trailer?”

How to win any negotiation.

The secret? Water vapor.


Подкрасться, ошеломить, скрыться. (Sneak up. Confuse. Еscape.)

Hac in hora
sine mora
corde pulsum tangite;
quod per sortem
sternit fortem,
mecum omnes plangite!

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-10-03) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

This show has one of the best Alex Bosworth stories I have ever read, about Old Foukey, a real-life, misunderstood, noble monster. A play about an awkward dinner party at the Hitlers’. Also an article explaining about how H.P. Lovecraft was so good at describing gibbering horror because in real life he was reduced to gibbering horror by the sight of nonwhite people –the texture of their flesh, their smells, their unnatural and creepy sex parts and rituals; he wasn’t merely racist, he was pathologically racist. Let’s see, what else… Some nice examples of Balkan punk music, instructions for becoming an exalted being by believing your own publicity, an Alzheimer’s cure that actually works (so far), an article about where better than Homeland Security and war to put a trillion dollars, in case you have a trillion dollars just lying around, which you would if we didn’t try to solve all problems by building and buying and stockpiling stuff to attack and bomb everybody with and then attacking and bombing everybody with it, and even yet more.

(It’s been brought to my attention that some browsers and systems don’t immediately begin to play the recordings I post when you click on /Listen/ to play them, but make you wait up to five minutes while buffering the entire 150-megabyte file, and then they don’t let you jump around in the file by using the drag bar. If that happens to you, you might as well /Download/ the file and not just /Listen/. Save it in your computer or phone or tablet and listen to it anytime, and then start and stop anywhere in the file, mark a time to go back to, whatever.)

And here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

I don’t even care what this is a commercial for. I love it. I love the way if begins, and middles, and ends.

The Jewish food taste test.

“And, ladies, do not smoke new Extra Sexy Viva Slims, even though they are nature’s perfect appetite supressant.”

Just the right amount of tongue.

Swing, you sinners.

Teach yourself to stop barking, jumping up, begging, smoking, anything, with this intelligent shock bracelet (or collar, if you can get it around your neck).

The big dogs are like /duhhhh/. The little dog is like /zoom! fwoosh!/

Zoom. Fwoosh.

More little fishbowl cars.

Actual fish.

“In our heart Mister Ando will always be a penguin.”

Stringy, the talking steel guitar. Also Alvino Rey.

Pete Drake, the Peter Frampton of 1961.

The story of Anna Mae Wong.

Hey, kids! Now YOU can POISON and moonscape THE ENVIRONMENT making fuel like the big boys do! “Turn pristine ecosystems into high-grade petroleum!”

Owlcam. I actually know a little about owls. Juanita once told me that owls are stupid birds. Chickens are smarter than owls. Beyond its superior ability to see a mouse at night,  jump down on it, swallow it whole like a pill and then later, all surprised, throw up the parts its stomach rejects, an owl is an idiot.

This is interesting because this is what really happened in those days. You kids don’t know. You weren’t there.

How to do it.

How to do it because in reverse. So well done. Crying instantly.

Oh, yeah. Bring it, bitch.

Let her go. Let her go.

An argument for using eye protection.

Amazing places.


One amazing man’s art. Look me in the eye and tell me this man was not from the future/another planet/space.

And never buy a pet store puppy. Because of how they treat the mothers of pet store puppies. It’s really bad.

This is the opposite of bad. The passionate childish inventor/creator should always be the one to promote the product.

Burning Man 2014.

Spectators of atomic doom. (Scroll rightward.)

Besieged by a small army of police thugs and shot to death for camping. Look around for the related story going into details of one of the cops who did the deed. Apparently he joked earlier about what an idiot the guys was for, you know, camping, and discussed with a fellow officer the relative merits of different brands of guns that he would use to shoot a man like that “in the penis”. He didn’t end up shooting him in the penis, though, but everywhere else, so I’m not sure what to make of that.–Albuquerque-Police-fatally-shoot-homeless-man-found-camping-in-desert-area-illegally

Oh, Fortuna.

Drone view of Hong Kong protests.

Ayn Rand. How is she still a thing?

Especially how is Ayn Rand a thing in a world of adorable tiny balance-ball cheerpeople?

And in a world where a living creature the size of a house can jump entirely out of the water. Think of the power involved.

And in a world where if the Great Galaxy in Andromeda were brighter it would look this big.

And a gif of a paperclip machine.

And this superhumanly quick-thinking nonviolent hero guy.

I was going to link to another single Vi Hart lesson, but rather– here is a channel of literally hundreds of examples of why Vi Hart should direct the entire educational system.

Crackers in bed.

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-09-26) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

And here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Find the others.

This is a real place. These are real houses with people inside.

A Bad Lip Reading treatment of The Walking Dead.

Jeepers! I have to see this movie!


Ze Frank: True Facts About the Frog.

True facts about the Miss America nonsense, uh, debacle, um, uh, /contest/.

“A live interaction between humans and autonomous flying machines.” No CGI.

Juanita sent this link to a song of love for Nikola Tesla.

And Bob Ross sent this link to the Junior Ladybird Science Book of Telekinesis (among other books). Also The Emperor’s Penis, Lassie Gets Even, Naughty Jail, etc.

Glengarry Bob Ross. (No relation.)

I played twice and the second time got to 22. You can probably do better.

Barbie Kali!


Meet the new 1941 Trautonium.


“Haggis and Hogget, Lipkis, Dench, Moloch-Sterns, Nkeze. How may I direct your call?”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-09-19) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Also here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Motalko. Wow. This reminds me of the opening credit sequence of /Carnivale/.

The opening credit sequence of /Carnivale/.

Slow motion skateboard flips.

This promo for a powered exoskeleton is just the beginning. Soon machines like this will balance themselves, and they’ll be smaller, more form-fitting, more agile. But even just only this far:  these people can get up and walk. Imagine.

Save Miranda.

Eyewitness testimony is both the most relied upon and the most unreliable evidence in getting a conviction.

This guy adds fresh art to historical photos to make creepy and funny animated gifs.

A new Pogo piece. (He cuts films up into short blurts of sound and reassembles them into music.) (Disney essentially got him banned from coming to the U.S.)

Our creepy insides.

Our creepy outsides.

Our creepy imagination.

Point-of-view radio transmission tower climb.

An abstract look at evolution.

There’s another one just like this but where the boys sit around and talk like girls.

Hide yo.

“Hey, you find dude’s vein yet?”

A photograph can explain so much.

Public shelter living.


Ooh. Oh. Puppies. The cute, it burns.

“Why do i only have a stone lion for my LEFT HAND? What am i supposed to do with my right hand, besides BE DISAPPOINTED.”

Kings of Leon – Beautiful War.

The BAH! Wonderful! I knew nothing about this festival. I want to see all of the presentations.

“My big dent dissapear.”


Meanwhile, but 2000 years ago, the Greeks made this mechanical astronomical computer:

Time-lapse Netherlands. Looks lovely.

Our friend, the diatom. “I first saw a diatom when I was 16. It was love at first sight.”

115 useful websites.

“Obamacare forces nurse into sex-slave trade.”

Pre-Hays Office Felix.

Good for him. What a nice man.

But not this man.

Okay, this is perfect, Brian Cranston, yeah, but I still want to see it with William Shatner.

What is it, boy? Drugs? Good boy. Who’s a goood booooy, huh? You. You’re a good boy.

An example of all that white-on-white violence we’ve been hearing so much about, not.

Proper care and feeding of your juggalo. Includes info about the difference between violent juggalos and nonviolent juggalos. (They hate each other.)

Baby’s all, /What the…!/

Herrmann the Great, Favorite of All Nations. (I have a tent-size , 100-year-old, canvas poster for /Marko the Magnificent/ that Herb Jager gave me when he had to move away from Albion. It’s rolled up and stashed away. I’d forgotten all about it till I saw these ones.)


Kutiman collects little snippets of hundreds of disparate YouTube musical videos done by all kinds of people, and he edits them together to make coherent powerful music of his own, like this:

And here’s a painful mutual-nut-kneeing argument for the existence of God. See, each Jesus-like combatant prayed equally hard for the destruction of his enemy.


“One attoparsec per microfortnight equals one inch per second. Knowing is half the battle.”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-09-12) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

You get a new Alex Bosworth story, a chapter of Eleanor Cooney’s book /Death In Slow Motion/, three chapters from Clovis Shea’s book /Acid Test Dropout/, poetry, song, satire, political and scientific education, jokes, Boston Blackie, and even yet more– all in a short (4.5-hour) package. No PCBs. No BHT. No animals were harmed in the filming (although a next-door bar patron left his dog tied to a post out front, and there is a half-hour stretch where you’ll hear it barking like a metronome [BARK… BARK… BARK…] and then periodically bursting into a flurry of much more creative non-metronomic barking at perhaps a car or a passing stroller.

Oh, right– the show begins with six minutes of lovely and smart and tough as nails Senator Elizabeth Warren speaking to Congress on the subject of a Constitutional amendment to undo the exponentially increasing damage the so-called Citizens United Supreme Court decision inflicts upon America. Elizabeth Warren should be president of the United States.

Also at you’ll find literally jillions of not necessarily radio-useful but nonetheless shiny items, such as:

The logic behind the argument against vaccinating children.

Where children sleep.

99 Red Balloons played on real red balloons.

Awesome optical Rube Goldberg machine. One balloon.






Dogs of space.



Black dinosaurs of today.

Oh, I see. It’s different for women than it is for men.

There it is again: the illusion of control.

One girl, one cup. Includes all the false starts.

Boop law.

Shtetl Lassie Contra Los Zombies Nazis.

This wonderful, long article, as well as informing about, among other things, the swamp island where /Beasts of the Southern Wild/ was filmed, reminds me that poet Leonard Cirino’s hippie name was Lost Rainboot. (My hippie name is Three-Way Rug Nozzle, after the seminal early-1960s GE vacuum cleaner attachment.)


We never did exactly this at the Albion Whale School, but this is the sort of thing that we did. Includes the obligatory consumptive child coughing his guts out near the microphone.

Bug eyes.


The Conway Immobilizer.

And all about the Roman Empire in maps. Includes the Firth of Forth, everyone’s favorite firth.

The irony of food poisoning.

   “The chalice from the palace holds the brew that is true.”

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-09-05) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

This 430-minute show begins with an hour of Mitch Clogg mainly reading from poetry books he brought. Let’s see, what else… Jane Birkin, shirtless KayMartin And Her (epee equipped) Bodyguards, some more Squirrel Nut Zippers, a brainy short play by Alex Bosworth, robot writers, violence both formal and freestyle, a plea for universal guaranteed income, the first in a series of creepy letters from Lewis Carroll (Charles Dodgson) to prepubescent girls he adored, etcetera and so on, ending with Boston Blackie stealing a valuable painting to keep his friend Shorty out of the electric chair. So.

Also here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

You are here.

History of the violin.

Happy Labor Day.

That about sums it up.


Ukiyoe-fied Star Wars, Super Mario, and anime stars, by Takao Nakagawa


For God and Country.

A short film about the multiverse.

Twist and inspect.

Prize-winning x-ray photographs of animals that have swallowed things. My favorite is the pug-dog full of pennies.

2014 Burning Man photos.

So, Long Ma.

Mary don’t got that purp and kush.

The stupidest man in Congress. That’s what they call him. And they don’t call him that for nothing. Ladies and gentlemen– Louis Gohmert.

“It’s hard to look cool with a dead duck in your mouth.”

Chinese laundry blues.

Florida Man.’

“You messin’ wit’ da wrong furries, boy.”

They like the horn.

Go home, astronaut, you’re drunk.

Last time I was in WalMart I saw a big display of a famous new video that claims to show proof that Heaven and Hell exist: an interview with a little boy who went there in a dream. But here is equally compelling evidence that it’s totally different from what the little boy describes.


Scroll down to, “What’s that? Behind the stairs?”

The farmer and the cowman should be friends.

[Lilting arch singsong:] “Hel-lo Mister Rat Brain. Not so bitey without the rest of the rat to back us up, now, are we.” –Amy Farrah Fowler

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-08-29) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

A good show. Some songs from Chase Holfelder’s Major-To-Minor musical project, and the Squirrel Nut Zippers, and /Golliwog’s Cakewalk/ arranged for string quartet. An Alex Bosworth story. No Oliver Elfhost this week; I don’t know what happened there. No chapter of Elly Cooney’s book about her mother’s descent into Alzheimer’s; what happened there was I left the book at Juanita’s house– also my wristwatch. And Boston Blackie instead of Firesign Theater at the end. Five-and-a-half hours; not a long show. Something to listen to while you weed the garden or shoot your stupid gun into the air.

Also here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Watch these old people react to Oculus Rift.

I started to say I’d be willing to bet there’s nobody alive who can match this, but I suppose you could find some Chinese seven-year-olds who can do all this and play the accordion at the same time. Impressive even without the accordions, though.

Watch this vastly wealthy CEO generally kick and thrash his leashed puppydog when he thinks no one is looking. But first, read his goofy damage-control apology.

The war on Drugo.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Our sun, the heating system. 3 years in 3 minutes.

Neptune fly-by. Real, not CGI (except in the sense of being digitally restored).

Our incontinent planet.

Heave away, boys, heave away.


Say hello to Mister Glaucus Atlant.

Humans are more closely related to these other Earth creatures than to anything we will meet on planets of other stars.

Stage 9 animes.

How to bow properly. Also, this woman is delightful.

Case closed.

Mark P. sent this. It’s a short film about an artist who is like Audrey Tatou’s /Amelie/.

Who would decline being paid in Nikola Tesla money?



The annual Burning Man collective temporary kinetic social art project.

This farm breeds tame deer for giant weird antlers, so afficionados of that sort of thing can pay a lot of money to walk right up to them, shoot or stab them to death, and then later receive in a shipping crate the chopped-off head to, I don’t know, put on the wall above the teevee or rub it on themselves, or whatever, that’s their business.

Gimme the cherries! Gimme the god damn CHERRIES! RRRRRRAAAGHHH!  Jesus needed one of these things for the fig tree that pissed him off. You know, in the story.


A really interesting article about weirdly accurate old maps.

Jon Stewart explains everything again.

“Stop resisting! Stop trying to take my gun!”

Nevertheless teevee is trying to kill us.

Also video games.

A kind of justice. If that’s really what you want.

And nose play.

A murder of crows.

   “If once a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to drinking and Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and procrastination. In short, once begun upon this downward path, you never know where you are to stop. Many a man has dated his ruin from some murder or other that perhaps he thought little of at the time.” –Thomas De Quincey

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-08-22) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click. You know you want this.

This time all the machines that allow me to perpetrate my show were the machineries of joy. Everything worked. Afterward I got email that Bob Young actually sent before I even started off for the radio station, where he, concerned that I might be worried because of last week, told me that Ken, the young engineer who set up the new streaming and transmitter-link system, would be monitoring to make sure things went smoothly for me. This is the kind of service you get from people who are in radio for the love of radio, dammit. (Neither Bob nor Ken is being paid.) Here I shake my head in wonder and in so doing flick a grateful tear from the corner of my eye. The Jews used to say, “The whole world is not crazy,” and this is precisely the sort of thing, and these are precisely the sort of people, they used to say it about.

Even beyond the electrical technicalities it’s a fine show, including of course an emblematic Alex Bosworth story; a beyond-clever parody of TED talks; some perspective on America’s militarization at home and cult of expensive bombs and bombing abroad; sexual body-image help; a surprising explanation of why the price of sex worldwide has fallen through the floor; adventures in –or rather on– mushrooms; kitchen tips and so on, and finishing up with the Firesign Theater album /Fighting Clowns/.

Also here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Livinus Vincent’s Wonder Theater of Nature.

The apparent speed of the world is like the colors we experience, or the apparent size and resolution of things. These are all dependent on the way our brains and senses work. Instruments let us see what’s happening from a different point of view, through different eyes, at different rates, that are equally valid. This airport scene, for example, is really happening all the time. This is what it might look like to an intelligent plant.


The tiny Churyumov-Gerasimenko comet nucleus set in Los Angeles for scale.

Calvin and Muad’dib.

Okay, I get it. This is America now.

A new fascinating and disturbing Cyriak piece.

Jesus loves me, yes I know. For the bible tells me so.

Getcher pope here! We got ‘em, you want ‘em. Popes! Popes! Getcher pope.

The current pope seems a bit of all right. Not so, Pat Robertson, or rather Reverend Clueless.

Unexpected mathematical images. (Scroll down.)

Pipe guy! A homemade instrument and a pair of zoris.

You see the car up there right away, and then you find out how it got there.

The Onion makes characteristically perfect fun of TED talks.,36687/

“Don’t take chances with pickups! Loose women may also be loaded with disease!”

Small-time true crime from New Castle, Pa.

Russians swearing in astonishment, and the amazing true-life motorcycle accident they’re astonishment-swearing about.

This is the way the captains of industry laugh about poor people trying to climb up the ladder of success, which has been greased, in this case with actual grease, or rather Vaseline-brand petroleum jelly. They make the same sounds as these women, in the same transports of mirth.

Visualized birdsong.

“But isn’t that just avoiding the problem?” “Words to live by.” –Nicole Hollander

Mount Everest in 3D.

Scroll down to the reviews.

I don’t have kids of my own nor want them but I like this advice.

And I like this. It reminds me of the wordless book /The Arrival/ by Shaun Tan.

“They just killed him. They just killed this man. Oh, here we go again.” Nine shots. One two three four five six seven. (Pause.) Eight nine. (If you’re likely to be upset by watching a man get vengefully/unjustly shot to death by men who feel they’re in the right to do so, don’t click here.)

It’s not just Missouri.

And so on.

Why not? she says. Scroll down for why not.

Movie robots. Also a Dalek. Technically, Daleks are not robots. Oh, and a replicant, which is not a robot. Edward Scissorhands is not a robot. Nor the Borg queen. I think this enjoyable video is just mistitled.

Primitive interactive entertainment robots.

And many mysteries unraveled. (Click on right arrow to page through the book.)



Schnitzel mit schmutz.

Here is the recording of last night’s (2014-08-15) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.

Okay, not as funny and sad as Robin Williams but funny and sad: I prepared all week, brought everything to the station, set up, switched in and did my show, checking every once in a great while (three times in six hours) to make sure I was on the air, and it turned out that I was checking coincidentally during the brief instances when the stream was actually sending my show out properly to the web (and also to the transmitter), when in fact most of the time, for some unknown reason, the stream was filling in from the automation system. So when I got home at about 5am I read email from all my friends asking if I was okay because they couldn’t get me on the radio or the web and so just gave up. This is where the swear words go.

It’s probably better that I didn’t know. It’s a kick-ass show, with stories and music and educational material of pathos and grandeur, and you can listen to it by clicking here.

Also here are some links to interesting not necessarily radio-useful items that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

It’s not your fault.

“Please, Blue Fairy. Please make me a real boy.”

Oh, well. What can you do.

“Give me steam, and how you feel to make it real, real as anything you’ve seen.”


Steamed eyebrows.

In sepia.

A really interesting video about UV and skin and a limitation in human vision.

If your connection and computer will play this in HD, let it.

“I was doing some DNA profiling until you parked your maudlin keister in front of the window.” (Scroll down.)

Like a girl.

Q: What is your day job? A: Data entry.

/What if?/ The expensive shoebox question.

Cardboard art…

…which reminds me of a movie I really liked: /The Science of Sleep/. The wikipedia story of it doesn’t mention the cardboard animated dream sequences, but it’s a nice story. Here:

Brek-ek-ek-ex, FedEx, FedEx. Brek-ek-ek-ex, FedEx.

Spy org chart. Read the article, click on the chart, then plus to embiggify.

Smile teevee. An art project.

The butts from Brazil.

Cinemagraph GIFs. (Click anywhere on the page BUT the obscuring subscribe box.) (My favorite GIFs are the tilt-shift cloverleaf and the twitch-ear cat.) (And then there are many more pages of this stuff.)

Why black men don’t open carry.

Israeli snipers shoot at children playing on a rooftop, cripple one, and then laugh and joke about it. Not an art project.

One of the nicest things about America is, we never send the army in against our own people. And when we do, they make sure to teargas anyone with a camera and take the camera apart.

A nice new webcomic. The story so far. (Scroll down.)

Thank you, masked man.

Work ethic.

Incidentally, /Dutch Wife/ is the Japanese term for a sex doll. I kind of see the attraction, but I’d like to hear what her voice sounds like. The voice is important to me.

Humans need not apply.


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