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Where'd the future go?

January 1st, 2011 by

It is 2011 now.

Going from 1999 to 2000 was jarring enough, but now we are firmly in The Future.

Now, where'd The Future go?

The Future. I want a hovery vehicle, like The Fantastic Four. Something hovery.

"Vacation House of the Future c. 1957 | James R. Powers" via plan59.com

Here's what Uncle Internet Jesus Warren Ellis had to say near this subject:

You are never going into space.
You will never own a jet pack.
Your car will never fly.
HIV will not be cured in your lifetime.
Cancer will not be cured in your lifetime.
The common cold will not be cured in your lifetime.
Don't these things bother you?

Suicide is the third biggest killer of teenagers in the United States.
In 1999 more people in America died from suicide than from homicide.
Do you think about this?

As anyone who ever read MyDeathSpace.com for any period of time know, the leading cause of death in America is automobile accident. This is generally interpolated into a number placed under the heading "accidental death." When the operation of cars is the leading cause of loss of life I'm not entirely sure how it comes under the term "accidental death." It wasn't a fucking accident, it was done by someone with a car. It's 2007 and we don't know how to operate cars without killing people. It's not a fucking accident if it was caused by someone getting into a one-ton metal bullet that cannot be operated with complete control at all times.

In Europe in 2004, 13000 kids – persons under the age of fourteen -- died due to poor water. It’s 2007 and the society does not yet understand how to operate water.

Are you thinking about this now?

People keep asking me what DOKTOR SLEEPLESS is about. This is what it's about.

Someone stole your future. Don't you ever wonder who?

The lesson in this wondering, I believe, is to make your own future. What would that look like to you?

Make your own future.

American hands, or "Exert all the power you have and follow through."

November 12th, 2010 by

Via the mighty Uncle Internet Jesus Warren Ellis:

American reader Eric Palicki sent me a zipfile of scans he made, and the note: “I found this in a stack of my dad’s old books. The copyright date is 1942.”

This is just fascinatingly vile. Thanks, Eric.

Look:

Jujutsu, simplified.

American hands.

Amazing.

And that reminded me of this:

CHOP!

Oh, what people do.

It's a "Let's Sing About Volcanoes In The State Of Washington" Wednesday.

September 1st, 2010 by

Volcanoes? In Washington state?

Yeah, man; don't you remember Mount St. Helens?

Mount St. Helens goes up.

Mount St. Helens' eruption column around 8:35 AM on May 18, 1980. Photo via wikipedia.org.

Y'know what? Let's sing about it.

Start you off with the sunny/chunky sounds of The Presidents Of The United States Of America with their helpfully explanatory song "Volcano."

(Video via YouTube user presidentsrock, the official YouTube channel of The Presidents Of The United States Of America.)

Next, the crushing mathcore power of Tacoma's-own Botch. In the past I've verbally explained their music as what it would sound like if The Dillinger Escape Plan and Phillip Glass were having a drunken giggling slap-fight 'round a campfire in an Olympic Peninsula trailer park under the stars.

Yes.

NOW THE HEAT IS MY NEW FRIEND

From the back of a shirt by the band Botch celebrating the re-release of their album American Nervoso.

Further, I once described their couplet of songs "Afghamistam / Micaragua" thusly:

There is a moment in the song where after a lull, the track breaks open like a herd of Clydesdales bursting from a snow-swept barn in slow motion. "RIIIDE!" bellows singer David Verellen as the song thunders downslope.

Yes.

Can't recommend their work highly enough. It is monstrously inertia-laden, gleefully-abstruse, complex metal music for adults (and/or anyone). Yes.

So, here are Botch delivering their devastatingly-propulsive vulcanphobic song "Hutton's Great Heat Engine" live at Chain Reaction in Anaheim on 2000/03/25.

(Thanks to YouTube user axewound.)

Let's be safe out there, Washington residents. The Earth can be unpredictable, yet that tension (tectonic 'n otherwise) inspired some excellent music.

(This one's for Jon and Tanky and Elbow and even Kyle. Inspired by a conversation with Maria Rose. Let's all be safe out there.)

The Never Company's Top Searches, 2010-08-24.

August 24th, 2010 by

For no reason other than we felt that it was was amusing and edifyin', here are the current top searches for NeverCo:

NeverCo's Top Searches, 2010-08-24.

NeverCo's Top Searches, 2010-08-24.

Results: wait till martin comes; tom gauld; fire scott armstrong; pictures for sad children; quiet desperation; steve albini's cats.

Keep searching.

May your Monday be a Double Rainbow Monday.

July 19th, 2010 by

It's a Monday. But may your Monday be a Double Rainbow Monday.

May you be as excited about something today as this gentleman was about seeing a double rainbow in his front yard. Yes.

One meeeleeyun thanks to The Jo for saying "You have to watch this now."

Leave sharks alone.

June 28th, 2010 by

leave me alone

This wonderful print comes via Jay Ryan from his The Bird Machine company.

From his site:

leave me alone
approximately 18 x 24 inches, printed on french cover
seven screens used
edition of 130, signed

profits from the sale of this print will be sent to pangeaseed, a group working in tokyo to raise awareness of the cruelty of the practice of shark finning.

Ryan's artwork is consistently surprising, engaging, and pleasing. See more of it here on TheBirdMachine.com.

Besides awesome art, Ryan also makes awesome music. His dual bass guitar-wielding band Dianogah exudes the same sense of calm goodwill that his art does. Quite recommended.

Now, here is an epic interview done by a puppet with Mr. Ryan at the 2009 Pitchfork Music Festival in Chicago. The segment concludes with kids testing the theory of whether or not you can dance to Dianogah. Brilliant.

Do not be scared of being eaten

June 9th, 2010 by

Paul Of Navarone explains what's inside the fox, tiger, rhino, and brown bear.

These come to us from Paul Of Navarone.

He took it upon himself to figure out how the insides of animals work, and we are all richer for his experience.

Paul Of Navarone explains what is inside a shark.

Paul Of Navarone explains what is inside a coyote.

Paul Of Navarone explains what is inside a hyena.

From Paul's notes on the hyena:

whilst travelling abroad, it has been my luck to be cornered and attacked by a wide variety of the worlds beasts. they see me as a tasty snack - my scrawny swimmers build and milky green complexion giving the illusion of good health food chow.

it has also been my experience at home, that small children, upon seeing my scars ask about these same beasts with a dread and fear in their little bodies entirely unhealthy for todays youth. and so. to dispel the foggy claptrap built up over years of wildlife documentary, bedside fairy tales and poor parental fearmongery, (it is no wonder bedwetting is the prevalent killer it is today) i bring you part 1, in a series of information graphics detailing my experience in the digestive flume of beasts.

there is nothing to be frightened of.

why if it teaches even one ignorant child, then it will have been worth getting eaten alive by all these different animals to find out whats inside. it still amazes me, that we can put a man on the moon, but we cant tell whats on the inside of a doberman. whichever political party has the guts to make this their key issue will get my vote. thats for damn sure.

so.

the hyena.

this is one of a series of box frames i have made about whats inside animals(about 30 in total).

the box frame measures 256 x 256 x 45. so fairly close to the size of a piece of a4 paper (300x200). i took a photograph with admiral ackbar standing in front for scale. thats a small model of admiral ackbar and not the real 6ft tall admiral ackbar obviously. i made the illustration of the hyena on the front with the text. it is adhered directly to the glass. the illustration on the inside is not mine, its vintage and is ripped directly from an old 1970s childrens book - oh my!! - and is stuck down with coloured plumbers tape.

perhaps you could keep it on a shelf above your newborn so as to instill a fearless outlook in the nipper. perhaps youre a teacher and could keep it in your school classroom in the event of rabid hyenas sparking mob panic in the playground. perhaps you could keep it by your armchair and when your youngest comes home in a terror you can klunk him round the earhole with it, and warn him sternly of the dangers of cowardice in the face of clear science, which is what this is, i assure you.

hyenas have beaches inside. fact.

id really like to be able to send to america and beyond. but airmail rates are practically theft to do so. (it weighs 1.6kg). so its just for the uk i guess.

(Via LJ/randompictures via krushisabitch via Paul Of Navarone. This post goes out to Neko Case.)

Squaring up on the big villain for this Fuck You Friday

June 4th, 2010 by

It's a Fuck You Friday.Good afternoon. It's a Fuck You Friday.

Today, our fuck you is directed at British Petroleum. This is an obvious choice, and an earned choice.

Safety measures were flouted, and the result is a preventable disaster that with be with us for years.

Fuck you, BP -- for allowing this catastrophe to happen. Fuck the other companies that were involved that similarly chose quickness over safety.

A heron sits dying amid the BP oil spill.

Gerald Herbert for AP, "A young heron sits dying amidst oil splattering underneath mangrove on an island impacted by oil from the Deepwater Horizon oil spill in Barataria Bay, along the the coast of Louisiana on Sunday, May 23, 2010."

Fuck you to anyone who ever let the words "drill baby drill" sincerely slip through their sneering lips. The reason the United States of America is in Iraq is because the USA is beholden to oil, and those that make their money from oil. We need clean, renewable energy now. That is the right thing to do.

Disagree? You're wrong. And you've been proven wrong before this. Fuck you.

We are a nation built on innovation, and oil is a cycle we can and must innovate out of. Those who profit in the short term are not helping, to put it simply. They are the enemies of positive possible futures. We need more regulation, not less. Otherwise, this is what we get.

NYT map of oil spill as of June 3.

Screenshot of the New York Times' interactive map of the BP oil spill as of June 3, 2010.

Companies, by their very existence, do not work towards the public good; companies work in their own interest. That is what they are for.

Remember, the villain is not BP -- the villain is our own consumption. But you already knew that. Everyone knows that, especially the ones who play dumb regarding that.

BP vs The World

At worst, as is attributed to Winston Churchill, "The United States invariably does the right thing, after having exhausted every other alternative."

With negative energy having been vented, here's how you can help the Gulf Coast right now. Do this:

American Red Cross, Southeast Louisiana Chapter
Louisiana Disaster Recovery Fund
National Wildlife Federation
The Nature Conservancy

And one more option of ways to help as put forth by Siege, who is from that area:

Hear ye, hear ye. A modest proposal.

Lemons to lemonade: you see spilled oil and dead birds, I see the raw materials we need to tar and feather every BP exec we can lay hands on.

Those who are responsible must be held responsible. The mental image of tarring and feathering provides a fine start. A man-made disaster of this sort must never happen again.

(Heron photo via The Constant Siege via Boston.com's The Big Picture. Map screenshot via NYT interactive map. BP juicer via STMMH.)

The MIT Science Fiction Society's official review of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight

June 2nd, 2010 by

MIT's official review of Twilight.

Yes. Most proper.

(Photo via bibliogrrl via The High Definite via Reddit via MITSFS.)

Tropical Storm Agatha tears Guatemala City a Slow Hole To China

June 1st, 2010 by

Tropical Storm Agatha hit Central America yesterday, raking huge rainstorms across Honduras, El Salvador, and Guatemala. At least 115 people died and thousands have been displaced.

This picture comes in from Guatemala City, where a monstrous sinkhole reportedly swallowed a three-story building and a house. At last report, it was approximately 100 feet across.

Sinkhole in Guatemala City

Amazing and terrible.

Do this:

1.) Donate to the aid effort here:

International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies

Doctors Without Borders

Guatemala Aid Fund

2.) Then, enjoy the song that this photo reminded me of -- from the groove-rock stalwarts Clutch, behold the big riffs of "Slow Hole To China."

Agatha dissipated on Sunday, but the relief effort goes on. Donate today.

(Thanks to hep and tweedlebop for pointing to this story. Photo via the Guatemalan president's office via CNN.)