"Go Off or Die Off." A compilation and compendium of supplementary material uncovered during the research and analysis process in creating my companion blog... Renaissance Village Idiot. In other words, a pile of cool junk that is mostly flagrant re-blogging... except for the bits that crawl from the darkest projections of my personal Plato's Cave, regurgitated here for your nightmarish pleasure. Consider it An eclectic Collection of Oddities and Wisdom you Need to Know before the End of Days.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Blatent PostWaste Series Experiment #70 | Xylopholks at NYC Subway Station
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
CitiZEN | Is the Oregon Historical Society.... Doomed...?
Two points stand out to me:
(1) the organizations involved are non-profit quasi-public institutions; and
(2) the idea that "in good times competing missions can co-exist but in tough times there are tough choices."
Whenever I read items like this I instinctively start thinking about situations closer to home. We have a Library, a Museum, an Archives, and several history-interest societies, including the Vancouver Historical Society, the Vancouver Heritage Society, and others. Is the situation in Oregon just a leading indicator to our own?
Is a crisis to our historical institutions coming down the track...? What will it look like? Can we stop or reduce the impact? What needs to be done? Who needs to do it?
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Crazy Artist | Reza Dolatabadi
Khoda from Reza Dolatabadi on Vimeo.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Hell in a Handbasket | It all ended in a dead President.
The Kremlin was quick to declare "hypothetical scenario" when Interfax reported the Russian Military had been invited to deploy Russian Bombers to Cuba. (NYT, Cuba Reportedly Offers to Host Russian Bombers.)
But this haunting repeat of the Cuban Missle Crisis is a dangerous diplomatic path because the Americans have deployed missle defence in Russia's backyard.
From NYT: In the October 1962 Cuban Missile Crisis, Soviet nuclear missiles stationed in Cuba pushed the world to the brink of nuclear conflict after U.S. President John F. Kennedy announced their presence to the world. After a tense week of diplomacy, Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev removed the missiles.
And about the US Missiles, again from the NYT:
U.S. plans initiated under former President George W. Bush to put elements of a missile defense system in Poland and the Czech Republic had particularly irked Russia, although the United States insists they are intended to counter potential future threats from Iran.
Russia has welcomed Obama's apparently more cautious approach to the divisive issue.Why not joint-responsibility for the missile defense of all involved Nations? Whose side is everyone on? Just as in South America: who would the Russians be protecting, and who would be subject to attack? So in Europe: who would the Americans be protecting, and who would be subject to attack?
The Grand Game of Government. War and Peace. Each war obtains industrial resources. Each peace leads to economic collapse.
The saddest part is that until we go forth with a single global government, we are doomed to continually repeat the cycle of war and resource-based conflict.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
citiZEN | Poet Laureate for Vancouver
From the no-shame category, here's a poem I wrote... available for purchase in my book, 51 Poems for a 50-Poem World...
Like Alma, not seen since summertime, with love,
I have loved you since you were a road--
You rebellious outsider edging civilization.
The Captain saluted and bid adieu
To a thin green line charging lightly
Into the pages of History.
(Or at least Elizabeth Walker's.)
And Jerry may have had his cove
While the Chief of Khats his beach
I had unfettered access to all
Grounds that Alderman Almond loved
(For such it is in times of war
Coffee comes with peace.)
With your unrestrained curves
Twisting like a goat's path in the highlands.
It was sad to lose you at your Sweet 16
When you crashed into the 3700 block
And abruptly ended.