this soldier’s my hero!

British soldier in IraqI stole this from Iain Dale; wonder why it is that I read so many right-wing UK blogs…Iain, Guido, Boris…the only leftie blog I read over there is Bread and Circuses, and Juvenal‘s hardly party line. (some of) The Tories over there seem to be a little more human, a lot more intelligent, and a good deal more interested in debate than the right-wingers here in North America, who seem primarily interested in sending as many black people as they can to Iraq, deporting anyone particularly tan (Jessica Simpson gets a bye, but now that she’s brunette all bets are off), eliminating the minimum wage, and marrying their cousins.

Still. Smart thing this soldier said. I’d buy him a drink if he were routed through Vancouver. And can you imagine an American right-wing blog putting that up if he’d said “Republican“? I think not.

“I suppose the only thing worse than being blown up by a mortar on Sunday morning is having two senior Conservative Party figures visiting you on a Monday morning” – William Hague, accompanied by David Cameron on visiting an injured soldier in Basra, who replied:

“It’s about on a par, sir”.

British soldiers in Iraq, 1932

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the dreaded Blue Screen of Cthulhu

Whenever you see this, the unspeakable Blue Screen of Cthulhu, be sure to place an immediate call to Yog Sysop.

Blue Screen of Cthulhu!

Fortunately, there’s a way to protect your vulnerable computer from infection by rogue shoggoths, atavistic aquatic DNA manifestations, pesky lone wolf journalists, interfering Ivy League professors, and other catastrophic events which interfere with the normal day-to-day operations of your Cthulhu Cultists.

Yes, it’s Shub Niggurath Systemworks:

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– AntiVirus to protect your system from infection once Cthulhu has his way with it.

– CrashGuard prevents the Blue Screen Of Cthulhu.

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– Web Services helps with any problems you may have with Yog Sysop.

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manifesting the manifesto, part the first

All your base are belong to raincoasterYou may know me. You may know me well. You may only think you know me well.

But I bet you don’t know this:

I’m a manifesto junkie.

It’s true. I’m not ashamed. It’s just a healthy, natural enthusiasm and nothing at which to look askance or akimbo. Manifestos are compelling. They’re energetic. They’re Manifestificent: they’ve got a bit of the word “festival” right there in their netherfesto-region.

How can you resist?

Late at night, presuming I’m not up blogging, I lie in bed and wonder if the Fascists had had a Manifesto half as good as the Communist Manifesto, where would my politics be right now?

Of course, if I were a Fascist I could just roll over in bed and ask my chauffeur.

In any case, there comes a time when there’s nothing in the world that will fill the aching hole within like a good Manifesto. When the rest of the world turns to mood-altering chemicals, inappropriate sexual liasons, and old movies, I turn instead to Manifestos.

My mother would be so proud; thirty years after grade school and I’m still a drudge.

Actually, my mother told me to loosen up and you may judge the extent to which I have succeeded by the rest of this blog. Start with “Beaver Shots” and end with “Daniel Radcliffe nekkid“.

In any case, I was staggering around the web in my usual random and time-consuming fashion when I found this. It’s a manifesto for those in the startup phase of a company. As I am hoping to form a company and be in the startup phase rather soon, and as it seems to be actually quite good, and as it seems to happen to actually put its finger on the absolute heart of what makes an investor-corporate relations work, I thought it was worth putting in the ol’ raincoaster blog, and no, I haven’t suddenly gone all Tony Robbins on you. Like I said, I’ve been this freaky all along.

The Secret to Winning at Anything

Begin Manifesto:

  1. Big dreams don’t succeed without support from others.
  2. That support is most often manifested as faith, advice, or money.
  3. There are many ways to get support, but the easiest way is to ask.
  4. When you ask, make sure – more than anything – that you open your eyes.
  5. You want people who support you for the fire in your eyes.
  6. Where you’re at now will change… but that fire will likely endure.
  7. People who support where you’re at today may not be there tomorrow.
  8. But people who support the fire likely will be there forever.
  9. This is the secret of support. But it isn’t a one-way street.
  10. If you take it… if you get it… you must give it using the same criteria.
  11. Whether or not you believe in karma, it’s always better to act as if you do!

End Manifesto

Just because the Manifesto part of their post is over, doesn’t mean your reading assignment is. Read the rest of what they have to say, and veddy interesting reading it is, too. I want to draw your particular attention to points numbers 5, 7, and 8.

This is what Steve Jobs has always had. This is what Hitler had; hmmmm, perhaps not the best example. This is what Joan of Arc and Pierre Trudeau and yes, Tony Robbins and Nelson Mandela and John Dillinger and Thomas Jefferson and Rousseau and Rasputin and Dave Eggers had.

I’ve been poking around the blogosphere for quite some time, and have become aware that the intentionality behind a post has a significant impact on the ultimate fate of that post. I know that when I’ve done things purely to draw traffic, that they have failed. And when I’ve done things purely out of negativity, they have not only failed to meet their goals, but they have failed as actions in and of themselves. I’ve seen it repeatedly and it’s given me a firm belief that the combination of authenticity and passion has a huge, but so far unquantified, role in the success of any endeavor. This manifesto has expressed that as well as anything I’ve ever seen.

But then, as you know, I only read Manifestos, Gawker and Fark.

Does anyone out there have any examples of something that also gets to the heart of this? This is a capitalist document, but we can examine the same phenomenon in politics, in entertainment, in philosophy, in science, or in any other human pursuit. I’m trying to build a Grand Unified Theory of that very fire: so far I’ve connected the idea of Quality from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance; mathematical elegance, from The Divine Proportion, and the philosophical concept of Truth. I think that this kind of passion is also connected, and that, in touching it we are connected to something numinous, which is actually a long way to go from a venture capital-baiting blog post, but there you are.

You go some strange places on the starship raincoaster, particularly under a full moon.

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a little restraint

Homer Strangling Bart, yo. Doesn't happen often enough!As I’m waaaaay over on the West End lately, taking a course, I’m often stuck using public computers during the daytime, as it is too far for me to walk home and back on my lunch hour and between appointments where the government dicks me around, and yea verily, I am very tired of taking the limo.

There is a problem with public computers, however.

The public. 

If they could just use the computer without poking the monitor with a greasy finger, presumably to stabilize themselves, while making “huh-huh” Beavis and Butthead noises, perhaps I could continue to use the computers which the government has, after all, put there for the citizenry such as myself to use.

Seriously, though: the next time someone repeatedly mutters to himself while seated next to me at a public computer station, I will rip out his tongue, tie it around his neck, pull his eyes out and tuck his dangling optic nerves under the tongue/cravat which I have fashioned, I will pop the eyeballs one by one into my mouth and swallow them whole, praying that they are still somehow transmitting messages to his brain as they slowly dissolve in the cauldron of sulphuric acid to which I have sent them, and then I will suggest that he request that the Ministry provide him with a specially-equipped custom laptop for his own personal use, as he qualifies for one now that he is disabled.

He’ll thank me later. And so will you, if you ever have to surf these terminals of despair. Just keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.

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tag clouds improve visibility

which, to the daughter of a pilot such as mine fine self, is counterintuitive in the extreme, but there ya go. The world don’t make no sense. Deal.

So here, without further ado, is the tag cloud that engtech rigged up for us WordPress users. I could paste this into a page, but what the heck, it’s not dynamic anyway, and nobody ever reads my pages except bitter Midwesterners and confused Bristolliacs.

Tag clouds, if you’re not finding the concept listed on the Weather Channel, are indices of the tags/categories used on a blog, with the size of each directly proportional to the number of uses of the tag. I had no idea I posted about politics this much!

By the way, I didn’t tag this with every tag that’s relevant, because that would be spamming the tag system, and we all know how I hate that. At least, those who crossed me once and now have to keep changing their names, yeah: they know how I hate that.

That this particular version of the tag cloud is all overlappy-like is on the one hand a bug, but on the other a perfect metaphor. You doubt? Read more of this blog and all will become clear.

Tag me, bay-bee!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Created by WordPress.com Tag Cloud Generator by //engtech

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