May 10th Anonymous vs Scientology, Round 4

Hmmm, maybe the previous post is some sort of sign?

SEE YOU MAY 10TH IN FRONT OF YOUR LOCAL CHURCH OF SCIENTOLOGY.

WHYWEPROTEST.NET
XENU.NET
ENTURBULATION.ORG

Hello, leaders of scientology.
We are Anonymous.

We hope you are looking forward to may 10th.

You are the center of attention.
Finally, after all these years, you are getting all the media coverage you could ever ask for.
But there is one problem.
Truth.
Your ruin is not Anonymous.
your ruin are not corrupted Thetans.
Your ruin are not your Sp’s, but the truth that is driving them, driving us.
Truth is your ultimate ruin.
For truth is not on your side
.

Founded by a lying science- fiction writer, You rejected truth from early on.
You have locked this door forever. You have turned your back on it.
Now, after years of silence and silencing, we have broken down the gates,
advancing and stomping over your backs.

This you still fail to understand.
You still fail to understand that it was you who brought us upon yourself.
You still fail to understand that we can not be destroyed by your lies.
You still fail to understand drowning our voices with music does not drown reality.
You still fail to understand that we do not fear your troll accounts and silly advertising, your O.S.A blogs and so- called informative websites. For none of these things contain the one most most powerful weapon of all:

Truth.

It is nothing but more of your bullbaiting, more laughable attempts of intimidation.

You know the rules scientology, and so do we. We knew the game and we played it.
And we have now decided that we have gotten sick of your “Fair Game” policy.
Over ninethousand times you will fail. It’s game over, Scientology.
Your pretty empire took so long to build. Now, with a snap of history’s fingers…
…down it goes.

On may 10th, the fourth wave of global protests will be coming your way.

You simply can not survive the age of information.

Knowledge is free.
we are Anonymous.
we are legion.
we do not forgive.
we do not forget.
expect us.

Weightless, by Erika Janunger

Settle down, class, and pay attention, because you are about to see something breathtakingly beautiful, confoundingly subtle, and stunningly creative.

This is Swedish musician Erika Janunger‘s video/dance/design project for her Master’s degree in interior architecture and furniture design. What happens?

Not much. And everything.

via ShapeAndColour

If I have the time, I’ll try to transcribe the lyrics; they don’t seem to be out there anywhere.
But not today.
This video reminded me there are other things to do, other places to be.

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John Lennon: the postmortem interview

John and Yoko, yo

As the hordes of devoted raincoaster aficionados are undoubtedly aware, we here at Operation Global Media Domination Headquarters have at our tentacletips the controls of a vast machinery of media manipulation whose reach spans not only this puny planet, but space and even time itself. And they know, as well, that there is nothing we would not do to completely satisfy the insatiable needs of our readership, nothing we would not hastily stuff into the voracious, slavering maw of the news hole to seal it, if only for a split second.

Through the wonders of modern AI, we have now obtained an exclusive interview with the late John Ono (Winston) Lennon.

Don’t say we never did nuthin’ for ya.

What is your first name (this is John talking with his fingers)
> rain
You don’t need anyone to tell you who you are, rain.
> No, I don’t. Can I ask you a question?
I’ll have to talk to Ringo and see how he feels. Rain , let’s change the subject.
> What do you think of Yoko suing Nixon’s lawyer?
Yoko suing nixons lawyer ? yoko suing nixons lawyer would have the final say.
> What will she say?
Is that a rhetorical question?
> No. Why do you always let Yoko have the final say?
I don’t know about that, mate. Only in the mornings.
> Is she going to win?
I don’t know about that, mate.
> Yes, you do.
That is why I am always on about peace, you see. Seven days.

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Mass Ejaculations!!!

We at the ol’ raincoaster blog did not just fall off the squid trawler, ya know. No indeed, we were not hatched yesterday nor even the day before and are perfectly well aware of the mass moist madness that erupts when you get groups of excited, vigorous young people together in a consequence-free and water-and-stain-resistant environment stocked with bottled beverages.

Behold the world’s largest Mentos and Diet Coke experiment:

Ejaculations of delight

Honestly, it looks like an orgy at Hogwarts to me. If you’ve seen one, you’ve seen ’em all!

There’s not a raging snotload of things to do in Belgium, if you don’t rustle mussels or brew beer for a living, so these enthusiastic, yet two-years-behind-the-meme students decided to go for mass quantities, rather than attempt to duplicate the balletic elegance of the original experiment. For this monumental achievement, they gathered in historic (and, presumably, easily hosed down) Ladeuzeplein Square in Leuven, Belgium. Note please, that Coke does not work as well and regardless of what the Torygraph article linked to above tells you, it must be Diet Coke.

Fritz Grobe and Stephen Voltz were the famed mad scientists whose hypnotic Aesthetic of the Absurd video, covered extensively in this blog and millions of others, set the tone for memes to come, from the inexorable rise of lolcats up to and including Anonymous‘s current campaign against Scientology.

Not-Fleshed-Out-Yet-Really-Quite-Inescapable Conclusion: The dominant vernacular of civil engagement today defines itself directly against the current structure and forms of terrorism and is absurd in every sense, self-aware, positive in tone and gesture, meta-(not post-)intellectual, and a helluva lot of fun.

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Quote o’ the Day: Toby Young on Fame

Toby Young, once again the least attractive in a group photo

It’s rare indeed to find someone whose fascination with the phenomenon of fame exceeds my own storied obsession, but I have indeed located one such sick and deluded soul, and his name is Toby Young. And here is the smartest thing he has to say on the subject, shamelessly stolen from his book The Sound of No Hands Clapping(oh, but before we get to that: when his book launch was broken up by a lubricated brawl of some degree of violence and spectacularity his pregnant wife tried to break up the fight, but he stopped her, saying, “Are you crazy? This is fabulous publicity!”):

There are so many different varieties of fame these days we need to develop a whole new vocabulary to describe them. At the moment, the best we can do is to rank celebrities according to whether they’re A-list, B-list, etc. But even if we use every letter of the alphabet that still only gives us 26 different types. That’s surely not enough. Eskimos have 47 different words for snow. Shouldn’t we have 47 words for celebrity?

Selah.

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