September 27th, 2002

Hey, I know!
Let’s all order out for Cheese.

UPDATE 04.06.04
Once upon a time (ie, when I originally posted this), the link led to a US Cheese Council page, or somesuch.

September 27th, 2002


I kinda miss the days when heady obscure deconstructionist rhetoric was my staff of life.
Nowadays, I play with puppets.

But it still thrills me to read about:

DECONstructing DECONtamination
Welcome to the anthrax age, where a basic understanding of the politics of decontamination could make the difference between an informed citizenry, capable of maintaining checks
and balances on authority, and mass hysteria over nuclear, chemical, and biological terrorism, the specter of which could be readily used to justify the draconian quieting of any civil unrest.

The invitation read: “Decontamination prior to entry. Complimentary
attire will be provided. Bring no valuables.” At 7PM around 60 conference
attendees congregated outside a building in downtown Toronto and began
submitting themselves to what would become a long line of bureaucratic
procedures. The first one was familiar and benign: a line up. It took more
than an hour for all of us to be registered, and sign a two page document
waiving all our rights while attending the event.

Each of us was then asked to take off the shoes, put them in a clear
plastic bag and wear a “Evidence” tag which indicated the degree to which
we were contaminated in four possible states: Minor, Delayed (can follow
simple commands), Immediate (life threatening injury) and Morgue.

From an article first published on Mindjack.
Via NetTime.

September 24th, 2002

Everybody knows a Michael.

I’m the Other Michael.

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