Journal BlackHat's Journal: They paid a lot to watch you go/ No! 2
I'll start off today by talking a bit on Censorship both real and perceived with a moc quiz-poll. Plus: Quote, Index to the Darwin thread, News, and a texttoon.
Censorship can take place in a number of ways, in gradations, and can lead to unconnected perceptions of censorship where there may be none. For example.
A (free with optional donation) site that I have used for a number of years for storing pictures had to moderate the contents due to abuse. Fair enough TOS provided by the site spells out the rules about copyrights, offtopic and pr0n.
On a bit, it spins off to a general topic twin site (s this is a second go). Again, free and again an excellent service. And once again(/tubbymode) moderated for abuse. So I have, if you noticed, been placing rendered versions of the texttoon, yes--the texttoon are/were intended to be 'political toons you will never see', for this journal and as general slags for posting in other forums comments.
Fast forward to current time, where access to my folder is via deep links only, this after moderation. I should be clear here that I thank and laud the Site's webmaster for the service. It's truly fantastic on many levels: big eff free out the kazoo, etc etc.
But, the events do offer the chance for me to do both; make an index of them [including ones I created for sites other than
QUIZ: Which image/toon do you think is too strong? But not strong enough to get every thing banned(more than the forced-deeplinking).
In a mixed order:
A: MTP Powell Flap.
B: Roving Eyes
C: A tenant of the mad house.
D: A boat as swift as a plummeting whale.
E: Scotty comes out of the closet^w^w^whiding.
F: Moon in the second phase.
G: I never said that.
H: I want my/ I want my WMDs and a new fridge.
I: Debate over bra sizes grips nation.
J: Sponge Bill Strange Pants and moans.
K: I'm here to pump out all your cash. Oh and cover for Lay too, II that is, wait for it.
L: The NRA's Poster girl of the year.
M: Too bad so few get this joke. And almost none inside the US, sigh.
N: Why not ask the bike cops?
O: My pre-election call for the US. *I* wasn't wrong.
P: J'accuse Colin McPowell.
Q: Dominican Joe's lost cousin.
R: The Vicar tells us all where to get off.
S: No one reads the quotes. Not a scoop as such but, I was one of the few to bother finding out what he actually said and posted this before the "majors" corrected their stories.
T: : Not a realy a selection as it was Generated by a page. [but it's a] Good one [Oil well, I thought so] and was a texttoon in this journal.
U: U is for usual suspects. And their usual targets.
V: No sex please. We're Scottish. By order of Clan McPowell.
W: The trash heap has spoken! Naaaaa!
X: Are Able X-files.
Y: Furious frog hops in hopes of hand outs.
Z: Bugger, he's running out.
--Bugger, I ran out of letters too. So numbers it is for the last few.
1: 2008 IOTBS returns to the screen.
2: Crank up the Floyd, dude.
3: And two eights plus a shit load of zeros.
4: Many of whom voted Shrub. [the blend tool works for text too]
5 Newest and today's toon.
Anyway on to a finish to the Darwin thread. I had hoped to put in a quote or two more with sections on change and the efforts to encapsulate and decode the implications [by Darwin, Huxley and others]. But, the sources elude me at this time. None the less, here is a last quote by Chuck followed by the index to "Darwin and loose change".
Quote:
In the morning we started early, and reached Matavai at noon. On the road we met a large party of noble athletic men, going for wild bananas. I found that the ship, on account of the difficulty in watering, had moved to the harbour of Papawa, to which place I immediately walked. This is a very pretty spot. The cove is surrounded by reefs, and the water as smooth as in a lake. The cultivated ground, with its beautiful productions, interspersed with cottages, comes close down to the water's edge.
From the varying accounts which I had read before reaching these islands, I was very anxious to form, from my own observation, a judgment of their moral state,--although such judgment would necessarily be very imperfect. First impressions at all times very much depend on one's previously acquired ideas. My notions were drawn from Ellis's "Polynesian Researches"--an admirable and most interesting work, but naturally looking at everything under a favourable point of view, from Beechey's "Voyage;" and from that of Kotzebue, which is strongly adverse to the whole missionary system. He who compares these three accounts will, I think, form a tolerably accurate conception of the present state of Tahiti. One of my impressions, which I took from the two last authorities, was decidedly incorrect; namely, that the Tahitians had become a gloomy race, and lived in fear of the missionaries. Of the latter feeling I saw no trace, unless, indeed, fear and respect be confounded under one name. Instead of discontent being a common feeling, it would be difficult in Europe to pick out of a crowd half so many merry and happy faces. The prohibition of the flute and dancing is inveighed against as wrong and foolish;--the more than presbyterian manner of keeping the Sabbath is looked at in a similar light. On these points I will not pretend to offer any opinion, in opposition to men who have resided as many years as I was days on the island.
On the whole, it appears to me that the morality and religion of the inhabitants are highly creditable. There are many who attack, even more acrimoniously than Kotzebue, both the missionaries, their system, and the effects produced by it. Such reasoners never compare the present state with that of the island only twenty years ago; nor even with that of Europe at this day; but they compare it with the high standard of Gospel perfection. They expect the missionaries to effect that which the Apostles themselves failed to do. Inasmuch as the condition of the people falls short of this high standard, blame is attached to the missionary, instead of credit for that which he has effected. They forget, or will not remember, that human sacrifices, and the power of an idolatrous priesthood--a system of profligacy unparalleled in any other part of the world--infanticide a consequence of that system--bloody wars, where the conquerors spared neither women nor children--that all these have been abolished; and that dishonesty, intemperance, and licentiousness have been greatly reduced by the introduction of Christianity. In a voyager to forget these things is base ingratitude; for should he chance to be at the point of shipwreck on some unknown coast, he will most devoutly pray that the lesson of the missionary may have extended thus far.
In point of morality, the virtue of the women, it has been often said, is most open to exception. But before they are blamed too severely, it will be well distinctly to call to mind the scenes described by Captain Cook and Mr. Banks, in which the grandmothers and mothers of the present race played a part. Those who are most severe, should consider how much of the morality of the women in Europe is owing to the system early impressed by mothers on their daughters, and how much in each individual case to the precepts of religion. But it is useless to argue against such reasoners;--I believe that, disappointed in not finding the field of licentiousness quite so open as formerly, they will not give credit to a morality which they do not wish to practise, or to a religion which they undervalue, if not despise.
SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1835.
The harbour of Papiete, where the queen resides, may be considered as the capital of the island: it is also the seat of government, and the chief resort of shipping. Captain Fitz Roy took a party there this day to hear divine service, first in the Tahitian language, and afterwards in our own. Mr. Pritchard, the leading missionary in the island, performed the service. The chapel consisted of a large airy framework of wood; and it was filled to excess by tidy, clean people, of all ages and both sexes. I was rather disappointed in the apparent degree of attention; but I believe my expectations were raised too high. At all events the appearance was quite equal to that in a country church in England. The singing of the hymns was decidedly very pleasing, but the language from the pulpit, although fluently delivered, did not sound well: a constant repetition of words, like "tata ta, mata mai," rendered it monotonous. After English service, a party returned on foot to Matavai. It was a pleasant walk, sometimes along the sea-beach and sometimes under the shade of the many beautiful trees.
About two years ago, a small vessel under English colours was plundered by some of the inhabitants of the Low Islands, which were then under the dominion of the Queen of Tahiti. It was believed that the perpetrators were instigated to this act by some indiscreet laws issued by her majesty. The British government demanded compensation; which was acceded to, and a sum of nearly three thousand dollars was agreed to be paid on the first of last September. The Commodore at Lima ordered Captain Fitz Roy to inquire concerning this debt, and to demand satisfaction if it were not paid. Captain Fitz Roy accordingly requested an interview with the Queen Pomarre, since famous from the ill-treatment she has received from the French; and a parliament was held to consider the question, at which all the principal chiefs of the island and the queen were assembled. I will not attempt to describe what took place, after the interesting account given by Captain Fitz Roy.
The money, it appeared, had not been paid; perhaps the alleged reasons were rather equivocal; but otherwise I cannot sufficiently express our general surprise at the extreme good sense, the reasoning powers, moderation, candour, and prompt resolution, which were displayed on all sides. I believe we all left the meeting with a very different opinion of the Tahitians from what we entertained when we entered. The chiefs and people resolved to subscribe and complete the sum which was wanting; Captain Fitz Roy urged that it was hard that their private property should be sacrificed for the crimes of distant islanders. They replied that they were grateful for his consideration, but that Pomarre was their Queen, and that they were determined to help her in this her difficulty. This resolution and its prompt execution, for a book was opened early the next morning, made a perfect conclusion to this very remarkable scene of loyalty and good feeling.
After the main discussion was ended, several of the chiefs took the opportunity of asking Captain Fitz Roy many intelligent questions on international customs and laws, relating to the treatment of ships and foreigners. On some points, as soon as the decision was made, the law was issued verbally on the spot. This Tahitian parliament lasted for several hours; and when it was over Captain Fitz Roy invited Queen Pomarre to pay the "Beagle" a visit.
NOVEMBER 25, 1835.
In the evening four boats were sent for her majesty; the ship was dressed with flags, and the yards manned on her coming on board. She was accompanied by most of the chiefs. The behaviour of all was very proper: they begged for nothing, and seemed much pleased with Captain Fitz Roy's presents. The Queen is a large awkward woman, without any beauty, grace or dignity. She has only one royal attribute: a perfect immovability of expression under all circumstances, and that rather a sullen one. The rockets were most admired, and a deep "Oh!" could be heard from the shore, all round the dark bay, after each explosion. The sailors' songs were also much admired; and the queen said she thought that one of the most boisterous ones certainly could not be a hymn! The royal party did not return on shore till past midnight.
NOVEMBER 26, 1835.
In the evening, with a gentle land-breeze, a course was steered for New Zealand; and as the sun set, we had a farewell view of the mountains of Tahiti--the island to which every voyager has offered up his tribute of admiration.
DECEMBER 19, 1835.
In the evening we saw in the distance New Zealand. We may now consider that we have nearly crossed the Pacific. It is necessary to sail over this great ocean to comprehend its immensity. Moving quickly onwards for weeks together, we meet with nothing but the same blue, profoundly deep, ocean. Even within the archipelagoes, the islands are mere specks, and far distant one from the other. Accustomed to look at maps drawn on a small scale, where dots, shading, and names are crowded together, we do not rightly judge how infinitely small the proportion of dry land is to the water of this vast expanse. The meridian of the Antipodes has likewise been passed; and now every league, it made us happy to think, was one league nearer to England. These Antipodes call to one's mind old recollections of childish doubt and wonder. Only the other day I looked forward to this airy barrier as a definite point in our voyage homewards; but now I find it, and all such resting-places for the imagination, are like shadows, which a man moving onwards cannot catch. A gale of wind lasting for some days has lately given us full leisure to measure the future stages in our homeward voyage, and to wish most earnestly for its termination. -- C. Darwin.
87133 : Darwin.
87338 : Matthew Arnold & Friedrich Nietzsche
87755 : Darwin.
88123 : Darwin.
88266 : Logan Marshall.
88740 : Hexley.
88905 : P. Kropotkin
89484 : SJ Gould.
89932 : Darwin & Huxley.
90008 : SJ Gould.
90275 : Darwin & Wallace.
90458 : Darwin
90795 : Fentons & Riches.
90943 : Wilberforce & Huxley.
The above quote fits well, both as an ending to this theme 'Darwin and loose change', and to highlight the mind set of Darwin's external world view. A dark twin to go with SJG's description of Darwin from the other direction. Contrast is a bitch, as I so often say. And use for effect in these JEs.
[As] For the next while, I'll avoid a new fixed theme and stick to the more usual Soc-Pol bile in the quotes to come. So, expect the worst. I'll be the most likely find it and share it with you. He heh! Until then.
News coddled and served with a rat:
Here we are/ Stuck by this river/
You and I/ Underneath a sky/
That's ever falling down/ Down/ Down/
Ever falling down/
And speaking of Anzar. Will the facts come to light that it was Azar's boyz on their way to a suborned Basque cell? It was all too pat and the 100+ arrests ending with a single confused young boy doesn't help remove all this tinfoil.
Ukraine election woes continue. White House still in Damage Control mode over it too. Romanian Commies pick up seats. Condi should be able to suss them out in no time. Not!
Oz still picking up race-baiting points right up to the closing months of 04. Although France is still looking like it will take it again this year.
While the Archbishop of Canterbury dips his toe, reluctantly, into the Gay waters. "Do not think repentance is always something others are called to, but acknowledge the failings we all share, sinful and struggling disciples as we are." Dr Williams, in his three-and-a-half page letter, said gay people felt condemned because of their sexuality and this had led to suicide. BBC religious affairs correspondent Robert Pigott said some traditionalists in England regard the letter as unfair. He said they denied persecuting gay people but insisted they were simply upholding the faith passed on to them in the Bible. Except the ones they don't like or are just too old-fashioned. Like stoning, pay-as-you-flirt daughters, and the like.
Buy Yusa sheep, BUY BUY BUY!!! Me, I got every one on my list a Hot Cocoa Sample Box
Anatomy of Agit-prop. Central to this investigation into the SIS is whether Operation Leaf did initiate surveillance of Maori groups, associations, networks and individuals, and indeed whether politically motivated groups, MPs came under Operation Leaf's brief. Scoop understands Operation Leaf morphed from the handle Operation Maple Leaf and was sparked after the Canadian SIS sought the assistance of its New Zealand counterpart in "mapping" contacts and associates of a respected Maori academic employed as an associate professor at a Canadian university. The Canadian SIS was interested in the associate professor's activities, particularly his views on neoconservative economics, free trade agreements and the Multilateral Agreement on Investment (MAI).
GW Bush is not a POTUSA. But he plays one [badly] on TV.
Silver spoons and baffoons. Naomi Klein rips on Kerry.
Boing Boing on Commie Comics. Check out the rest of the linked site for more treasures.
OYAITJ:
53236 : Helen Clark gets the works, HG Wells, and Burundian rebels have fired four mortar shells at the official residence of President Domitien Ndayizeye.
53348 : Bush is seeking new enemies to defeat, and possibly one that stays put until election time is over. What better prey to star in his ideology than an 80+ year old 'real' communist? Once again, this is another 'common cause' that is shaped in the minds of americans by fancy speeches and radical statements that label, judge and condemn with an unseen haste and speed, and with no party to contrast the debate. --andr0meda
53435 : "They were never subjected to a stupid and crushing customs tariff which compelled them to go to the home markets for millions of merchandise annually, which they could buy much cheaper elsewhere; they were never compelled to cover a budget of $26,000,000 or $30,000,000 a year, without the consent of the tax-payers, and for the purposes of defraying the expenses of the army and navy of the oppressor, to pay the salaries of thousands of worthless European employes, the whole interest on a debt not incurred by the colony, and other expenditures from which the island received no benefit whatever; for out of all those millions only the paltry sum of $700,000 was apparently applied for works of internal improvement and one-half of this invariably went into the pockets of the Spanish employes."
53500 : Toxic fleet, Mugabe chews his feet, and more.
53586 : The big distraction machine lumbered to life only to cyclicly play 'The Sound of Silence'.
[Damn, that's near a weeks worth of back issues. I must post more often(x3)]
Texttoon:
Fumetti : Stock photo of Phil Burress and his wife Vickie. Overlayed speech bubble has her saying; "There's so much filth out there." Phil in a thought bubble thinks; "And it smells like money". Video capture of the Vercotti brothers[MPFC:TS] made into a faux xmass card and composited on to the back wall.
You are most prolific. (Score:1)
Please continue your efforts.
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