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“Dammit, I left it out on from the fridge again!”
I’ve done some tweaking in the GIMP to make this look more like what I actually saw: applied a contrast mask, and despeckled the sensor noise from the long exposure.
I tried to do a high-contrast set of shots, but these clouds passed before I could make that work.
Yes, it must have been really boring to live in a black and white world before the spectrum was invented in the fifties.
Except it wasn’t, of course. The Denver Post has some stunning color photos of American life in the early forties. These are gorgeous pictures, providing a breathtaking connection to the people of that time. (“People” like my parents.)
[aargh, I've lost my source for this. I'll post if I find it.]
Son of a gun.
A core principle of the Nanny State is that people do not know their best interests and must be treated like children with the State acting as guardian. Indeed, that’s where the word “nanny” comes from. The Nanny State proceeds from the presumption that you are incompetent to administer your own life. Even fully-functioning adults are deemed unable or unwilling to make wise decisions and, so, the state rushes in to fill the void with extensive regulation of every individual’s personal health and safety.
How much transfat or salt can be in your fast food burger? You are too obese, too nutritionally ignorant, too addicted to McDonalds to be trusted. Should you smoke, drink, or chow down on sweets? Of course not! But if you do, then, like a good parent, the State will force you to bear the cost of irresponsibility by uber-taxing your minor vices and imprisoning you for the major ones.
The “wise parent” list scrolls on and on: wear a helmet while bicycling, don’t use saccharine, no public nudity, don’t loiter in parks, monitor your words to coworkers, don’t download porn, take a urine test at work, don’t drive too fast, take only approved drugs and only in the prescribed fashion, strap on your safety belt, pay a tax for the error of fast food, no smoking in public places, register your handgun, don’t use incandescent bulbs, recycle, homogenize all milk, buy health insurance. . . . And, recently, Maine was pushing to eliminate sex-specific bathrooms because separate “men’s” and women’s” rooms discriminate against your gender rights. Yes, where you take a piss is now a matter of state to be debated by legislatures, and all because they want to protect you. Happily, Maine has backed away from politicizing toilets.
It gets better. Read it all.
But especially read this:
There is a word to describes the situation in which another party claims ownership over the body of another: it is “slavery.” As such, the Nanny State is misnamed. Although it would like to project the image of a wise guardianship of children — a sort of stern Mary Poppins who uses a “spoonful of sugar to make the medicine go down” — a more accurate image is that of a slave owner. One hand of the Nanny State may be wagging an admonishing finger at you but the other hand is holding a whip at-the-ready.
Slavery. That’s really what we’re talking about here.
Oh, and that’s not all from Beck:
The entire effect — if not the purpose — of a jaywalking statute is to strip the individual of that which he is born with: the principal device with which humans are able and naturally authorized to make their ways through the world.
Me? I know how to get across a street. My parents saw to that at an early age.
As usual, Beck gets right to core of the thing, and you should read every golden word.
This was his comment over at Radley’s Agitator article concerning a woman who got punched in the face by a cop over a jaywalking ticket.
This, folks, is what candles look like.
Also notice in the video that damn near every person in the crowd had a phonecam out. No effort to arrest the guy making this video, it would have been futile.
Imagine the woman quoting the Constitution, the law, the Declaration, Locke, Paine, Henry, Jefferson, or, hell, Beck, making a principled stand against a minor tyranny.
Now imagine everybody in that crowd with a gun on their hip, nodding their heads at every word she says and scowling at the cops.
Imagine that freedom, liberty itself, was politically correct.
Hahahaha! What a ridiculous idea! I slay myself sometimes.
It’s an aircraft, possibly a Predator, moving through a sandstorm.
They’ll yield faster on Lover’s Lane if you learn to undo the clasps in back.
[Second in my series of cheap double-entendre road sign photos. Yes, I understand I am perpetrating jokes which have been told by every freshman high school boy in town since these signs were, ahem, erected. And, yes, the sign really does say "Howard Lane". I'll take a better picture on the next sunny day. I wonder if the drivers going by as I point my camera shake their heads at my obvious newbiehood.]
You know, if those damn Jews would just take a clue from the peace loving Palestinians whose land they’re squatting on and start blowing themselves up in markets and pizza parlors to make their points, we’d take them a lot more seriously.
I mean, how dare they demand that their countrymen take their stupid religious ideas seriously?
(Oh, and those ridiculous fur hats! They should try turbans or table cloths, much more civilized.)
Remember, folks: This is taking place in Israel, where Judaism is the official state religion. It makes perfect sense to me that Jews should be able to impose their religious restrictions on public life there. Wouldn’t like to see it here, mind. But I live in a country where state religions are specifically prohibited.
One last thought:
Something’s nagging me about the photos on the original site. For some reason, most of them look static, staged, particularly the ones with protesters and cops. All very well posed, very well lit, good color, very clean.
I am not an expert, I could well be wrong. It may just be that the photographer was very, very good.
I hope I’m wrong. If these did turn out to be fake, it would hurt the Israeli cause far worse than worse fakes hurt the Muslims.