The Mission: to infiltrate Verizon’s corporate campus and score some sweet largemouth bass. The only man for the job: the Overly-Serious Fishing Guy!
The Mission: to infiltrate Verizon’s corporate campus and score some sweet largemouth bass. The only man for the job: the Overly-Serious Fishing Guy!
Rush right out to your local Tesco, Superstore, or WalMart (okay, maybe not WalMart. Target) and stock up on V masks, wigs, and devilishly sexy cloaks in time for the big V rally in Washington this Tuesday, November 14th. Hat optional.
quarsan dropped this in a comment on Guido‘s site; it seems that V has visited the White House. Not only the White House, in fact, but several other important sites including the Department of Justice, and brought along a cameraman to document the whole, lamentably fireworks-free yet historic event.
And what did the masked man encounter? A round dozen security personnel everywhere he went, virtually all of whom were supportive and polite. Whodathunkit? Then again, it’s a New Day in America, Rumsfeld is on pogey, Britney is getting divorced, and the Democrats have arisen after spending their last several Midterms in darkness.
Anything could happen. This is what did:
“V” Meets The Secret Service
Accepted As The Vox PopuliOn Monday, November 6, 2006, “V” visited security check points at the White House, the main Treasury, IRS and Justice Department Buildings and the Capitol. “V’s” purpose was to deliver the People’s Petitions for Redress of Grievances relating to the Government’s violations of the war powers, tax, privacy and money clauses of the Constitution, and to inform key Government officials that at least 100 more “Vs” would be at their doorstep on November 14th expecting a response to the Petitions.
At the White House about a dozen Secret Service agents appeared on foot, bicycles and car to meet “V.” While virtuously assuring the security of the state, they were curious about the image of “V” and asked many questions. Most, when asked if they had seen the movie “V for Vendetta”, smiled their approval.
When an agent asked if “V” would remove his mask for identification purposes, “V” explained that would defeat the very purpose of the mask, which was to give expression to the fact that the nation was becoming a police state, that too many people were becoming afraid to be identified as dissenters or protestors, and that this was not in the long term interest of a free people. The agents accepted the veracity of “V’s” message and refrained from veering “V” from his vanguard visit as the vox populi.
Bestill my foolish heart! I’m a sucker for a politically active anarchist who’s a whiz with alliteration.
Here’s an exquisitely beautiful video stolen from Master Cowfish, which has a better-quality version. What can I do? I’m hooked on YouTube!
This is one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen.
This is a video of 21 members of the China Disabled People’s Performing Art Troupe performing the Thousand-hand Bodhisattva dance; the members are all deaf.
More details on the dance troupe at http://www.womenofchina.com.cn/woc/ShowArticle.asp?ID=3223&BigClassId=8.
As we’ve previously, and somewhat floridly, reported, a new island has surfaced in the South Pacific, between Tonga and Fiji at approximately the location given by esteemed American author Howard Phillips Lovecraft for his accursed cyclopean sunken city of R’lyeh.
The crew of the yacht Maiken were the first to discover a strange phenomenon; the surface of the sea was literally covered in a blanket of floating stone. Volcanic pumice is very light, and as you can see from the pictures here, has the appearance of a rocky desert when in fact it’s more like a deceptively solid-looking and treacherous foam.

August 12, 2006, first sighting of the Stone Sea

Bizarre, eh boys and girls? I’m wondering if CS Lewis ever saw something like this before writing the end of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. They’re not lilies, but it’s very reminiscent of the scenes at the end of the world, with slightly more ominious overtones.
The next day, as the Maiken pushed forward, clear of the strange illusory desert at last, they saw smoke on the horizon and, being inquisitive sorts to say the least, investigated.

Could it be?

A lava eruption from the new land.

Now THAT is eerie, ladies and gentlemen. That is eerie.
Imagine how many people, in all of history, recorded and unrecorded, have had the opportunity to watch the birth of a new land. I’m glad the crew of the Maiken had the courage and curiosity to move forward when so many would have turned back. The mysteries of the earth are profound and glorious, and “awe” is, after all, the root of the word awful. Those who would look upon such things are marked forever.
Maiken‘s photoblog, with much more, here.

There you have it, nothing less than solid proof that the Cthulhoids have arisen. Not only has R’lyeh broken the surface once more, freeing Cthulhu to stalk once more among men, slavering with bloodlust and howling with madness, but His legions on the ocean bottom have seized control of the distilleries the Scots, so foolish, so blind, located together on a remote island, hemmed in by fog and shunned by mainlanders; a strange, lonely, broken-down place, where the very air corrodes the greyed stone from which the town is hewn. The townsfolk, isolated and inbred as they are, provided little resistance, arming themselves only with bulky helmets and a peculiar, non-Euclidean weapon consisting of a bizarre and abhorrent arrangement of pipes and airsacs. Their precautions were as nothing against the powerful arms and ravenous beaks of the briny legions, although the invaders did have to stuff their earholes with kelp against the terrible assault of the sonic waves.
Make mine a double, but I think I’m sticking with something further inland: tequila. That’s made from cactus, right?