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29 Oct 19:47

No, Tony Dungy Doesn’t Believe The Jets Are Haunted By Vengeful Dog Ghosts

by Christmas Ape

Every once in a great while, the world benefits from Tony Dungy’s complete lack of humor. Case in point, when someone on Twitter asks The Dunge whether he believes the Jets are haunted by the spirits of dogs killed by Michael Vick and the former head coach deadpans a response of no. All the credit in the world to @ballark. He launched a Hail Mary of a Twitter joke and hit paydirt. I may be mixing my metaphors in that sentence, but I can’t expected to be coherent when I’m laughing this hard.

Friend of KSK She Blinded Me With Violence mentioned that Dungy obviously has never seen All Dogs Go To Heaven, which prompted me to make this Photoshop.


Getty + PS

[h/t Ufford]

29 Oct 22:00

City of Shadows

by Rebecca, The Clothes Horse

Photographer Alexey Titarenko specializes in spooky, black and white photography in cities around the world. (Check out his Black and White magic St. Petersburg series for some stunners!) His most appropriate series for the season though is City of Shdaows. A haunting collection of long exposures that turn passing pedestrians into hordes of ghosts. While they remind me of the demons in Supernatural, it is also seems almost like a visual representation of what it is like to suffer from social anxiety in cities...In Titarenko's own words, "the mass of people flowing around the subway station formed a sort of human tide, giving me a sensation of unrealness, of phantasmagoria, These people were like shadows, one would meet in the Underworld. I decided to express that feeling in my work, to convey my personal expressions. I had to find a visual metaphor that would enable the viewer to share my feelings as acutely as possible. That is what prompted me to try a long exposure process."
29 Oct 16:47

Actress from street harassment video now receiving rape threats

by Maggie Serota

actually it's about ethics in compliments

Actress from street harassment video now receiving rape threats

On Tuesday, a viral video PSA commissioned by anti-street harassment organization Hollaback practically took over the internet. By now, most of us have seen the footage of actress Shoshana B. Roberts getting harassed over 100 times in the ten hours she roamed the streets of New York City. The video documents instances of the Roberts being told to smile, having her body commented upon and even having her personal space invaded when a stranger silently walks up beside her for five minutes.

In a horrifying, but unfortunately not unsurprising turn of events, Roberts was then inundated with rape threats in the comments section of the YouTube video page.

The subject of our PSA is starting to get rape threats on the comments. Can you help by reporting them?

— Hollaback! (@iHollaback) October 28, 2014

“The rape threats indicate that we are hitting a nerve,” Hollaback director Emily May told Newsday. “We want to do more than just hit a nerve though, we want New Yorkers to realize — once and for all — that street harassment isn’t OK, and that as a city we refuse to tolerate it.”

Although many of the rape threats have been deleted, Lane Moore from Cosmopolitan points out that plenty of ignorant and troubling responses remain:

“She definitely targeted an area where she could expect that kind of reaction. Not only that she wore a form fitting outfit that excited the imagination. I think she is a narcissists that just enjoyed the attention. Ignore her protestations, she loved the attention!” –DEREKinNYC

“OMG THIS HARASS IS SO BAD!!! My class mate harassed me today too! She said; “Hey how you doing?!”, CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? Later the same day the store clerk did the same thing! He said; “Have a nice evening”, what a pervert! WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO!?!?! I BETTER MAKE A VIDEO!!!”

Despite the threats of sexual violence and idiotic dismissive comments, the video’s popularity speaks to a heightened awareness and solidarity regarding the ways women are harassed and objectified when they are merely trying to exist.

Source: Newsday

27 Oct 21:29

Parchment face Here’s something special. Last Friday I...

Parchment face

Here’s something special. Last Friday I posted a blog on holes found in the pages of medieval books (The skinny on bad parchment). As in the image above, such defects are usually caused by the parchment maker: he pushed his knife too hard cleaning the animal skin, causing it to rip. While the resulting holes must have been a major annoyance to producers of books, the scribe of this twelfth-century manuscript used them to his advantage. He drew a bearded man while turning the gaps into an eye and a nose (slightly displaced), as well as a big laughing mouth. The reader of this serious text - a commentary to the Song of Songs - will no doubt have laughed at the unexpected sight of this funny stranger. Making art out of flaws: it’s just the perfect image, then and now.

Pic: Bamberg, Staatsbibliothek, Msc.Patr.41, fol. 69r. Full digital edition here (click “klicken”).

28 Oct 04:04

This is obviously made up, but if I had a dollar for every time...


even tho i still really like silence of the lambs...

This is obviously made up, but if I had a dollar for every time a cis person argued with me why they think The Silence of the Lambs isn’t transmisogynistic…

28 Oct 23:10

evilsupplyco: You are never too old to learn about necromancy.


You are never too old to learn about necromancy.

28 Oct 18:21

Sorry I annoyed you with my ProTips

28 Oct 20:02

Maybe You Should Dress as Sexy John Oliver This Halloween

by Hannah Ongley
I’ll be damned if I don’t want to dress as Sexy Neil deGrasse Tyson just so I can pose in front of a galaxy screen like some sort of budding Physics and Astronomy major’s ’86 yearbook wet dream.
27 Oct 19:15

Remembering Lou Reed, one year later

by Aram Bajakian
Remembering Lou Reed, one year later

Ed note: Aram Bajakian played lead guitar for Lou Reed on Reed’s last tours. We ran this piece shortly after Reed’s passing on October 27, 2013. Bajakian also performs with Diana Krall, John Zorn and more. His latest project Dalava is available here.

I’ll never forget getting the call at 8 AM to come down to Lou’s to audition for the guitar slot in his band. They wanted me to come in an hour. I was dead tired, my first daughter having been born earlier that week, and I hadn’t expected the call. I also hadn’t worked on the tunes. Nonetheless, I jumped into a cab for his West Village studio, praying that we wouldn’t get stuck in traffic on the Queensborough Bridge. The first thing he said to me when I arrived was, “You’re not going to play any jazz are you? Because this is a rock band.” I found my way into that weird state that exists when you’re exhausted but also know you’ve got the opportunity of a lifetime. I killed the audition—I remember him smiling as we played.

A few weeks later we were listening to trumpeter Don Cherry with an intensity and appreciation that none of my college jazz professors could come close to. Lou picked up on every nuance of every note—and loved it.

When I tell people I played with Lou Reed, the first reaction is often, “I hear he’s difficult.” To which I reply, “Do you really want it to be easy? Do you think any great art comes out of having a nice relaxing time?”

Multi-instrumentalist Doug Weiselman once said to me that while Lou could rip someone to shreds he didn’t get enough credit for how passionate, enthusiastic and supportive he could be when he heard something that was ON. At a rehearsal once with the great saxophonist James Carter, James played these incredibly beautiful low notes—Lou and I just looked at each other. The gig was great too, but there was something about that rehearsal and how James played, the spirit that he invoked—it was so deep, Lou talked about it for weeks.

For Lou playing as if your life depended on it was all that mattered. He instantly knew if it was happening and he lived by that litmus test. When he ripped on people, it was only because he was trying to wake them up, to make their art alive and to make them play with this level of attention.

I once said to him, “Lou, it doesn’t bother me when you rip into me, because I know that you’re trying to teach me something, or that I’m being lazy.” And he said “You’re one of the few who gets it.”

Lou was always in the moment. He often said that if the iconic “Wild Side” solo had been recorded a few hours later it would have been different. On many occasions we would work on something for hours and play it that way the next day only to have Lou say, “No no no, that’s not it.” Inevitably someone would respond with, “Lou that’s what we came up with yesterday.”

“That was yesterday. Today is today.”

And it didn’t matter if he was at a rehearsal or at a festival in front of 40,000 people. Lou didn’t care. Or rather, he cared more than anyone I’ve ever met about making the music ALIVE and in the PRESENT. He didn’t stand on ceremony, regardless of the environment.

Our first festival show was in England. The other guitarist/violinist, Tony Diodore, and I had never played in front of 40,000 people. It’s an overwhelming amount of energy. And on top of that, Iggy Pop and Patti Smith were watching us from the side of the stage.

Tony was taking a violin solo on the song “Ecstasy.” We had rehearsed a certain length for the solo and when we came to the end he wound down as planned. Lou yelled, “keep going!” And again, “keep playing!” Lou wouldn’t let up. He shouted it over and over.

At first Tony noodled a bit, but then something flipped and he started wailing. And the crowd went nuts. Lou taught him how to really play that day.

I see so many bands today that seem dead, like they’re running through the motions, afraid to make mistakes. Everything is so perfect—even when they’re trying to be punk, it’s so calculated. And I see it because of Lou.

The other day I was talking to guitar tech Stewart Hurwood about the awesomeness of sound checks with Lou. Most of the time bands’ sound checks involve running through a song, making sure everything is working properly, maybe a little rehearsing on something. But with Lou they were marathons, going two or three hours. Usually right until the doors opened.

We’d get really into the songs, making them better and better. And then better.

I remember one time in Bordeaux when he decided the saxophone sounded too much like a saxophone. “Let’s make it sound like something we’ve never heard before,” he said. And out came the pedals. Fuzzes and harmonizers and such.

Lou was on the ground twiddling the knobs and he was like a teenager again, just loving exploring the sound until he found that perfect cacophony. It reminded me of that beautiful space you’re in when you get your first fuzz pedal. You just love the sound. Lou was in that space all the time.

And the beautiful thing is that he didn’t have to do it. He was already in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. He was already famous and rich. And we only had a few shows left in the tour.

He could have just said, Ah it sounds fine. Or found one weird sound and have just gone with that. But he always kept pushing and pushing, constantly searching for the next level.

When Lou was 70 he did a record with Metallica. Think about how punk that is. Think about what you’ll be doing when you’re 70. It’s such a beautiful, moving record, but so few people took the time to dig into it. I’ve listened to it probably 100 times and played songs from it hundreds of times. I didn’t like it at first. It’s a very difficult record to listen to because it goes so deep into uncomfortable feelings we all spend so much time on the computer ignoring.

But if “Junior Dad” doesn’t move you to tears, well, you need to wake the fuck up. Check out the live version from Dresden and Lou improvising lyrics as fireworks go off. We were all surprised by the fireworks, and what he improvised spontaneously was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever been a part of. It was like God was speaking through him to us.

Our show in Lyon at the famous amphitheater on top of the hill is still my favorite gig of all time. On “Sunday Morning,” I took a guitar solo, and you can hear Lou whisper to me at the end, “Keep going. Show off.”

And then there was the time we played Sam Cooke’s “A Change is Gonna Come” at the Highline Ballroom in NYC. After the show Michael Stipe came up to me and said “I don’t normally like guitar solos, but you moved me to tears tonight.” Lou was sitting on the steps and he looked up to me and said “You DO know who that is, don’t you? That’s a big deal.” When stuff like that happens, it’s such a strange thing, because it’s not really you that’s doing it. It’s some other thing. But it’s a thing Lou enabled night after night.

The second to last show we ever played at together was at Leamington Spa in England. It actually wasn’t a spa, that’s just the name of the town. It was a really cool old theatre that maybe held 1000 people. And it had a really small stage. Before Lou arrived at sound check, we were all worried—because of the small size of the stage, we were all on top of each other, and the bass amp was actually in front of the band. This makes it tough for the whole band to play, because you lose that punch and rumble you have when the bass amp is behind you. Lou really cared about the sound and the power of the sound, so we were worried this would bother him. But when he arrived and saw the setup, he said, “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that we have fun.”

I think this was a turning point. Of course he still cared, but on these last shows we played together we got back to something that’s even more important than making mind-blowing art: having fun playing rock n’ roll.

I’ll say one more thing.

We were in France on a rainy day in a hotel lobby, all dead tired from an early morning flight. In a few hours we had to play a festival in the rain.

Lou looked and me and said, “Aram, say something positive.” He’d say this to me now and then.

I said “Lou, look at how beautiful the trees are in the rain. They’re so green.”

And he smiled and said “Yeah, they’re beautiful.”

And we sat and looked at them for a bit.

I miss you, Lou.

Ed note: Here’s the live version of “Sunday Morning” Aram writes about. It’s stunning.

24 Oct 04:16

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24 Oct 03:48

Famous Metal Musicians Share Their Completely Un-Metal Van Playlists


i really love that Ace of Base appears on more than one list

Step into this most un-metal listening chamber!

Step into this most un-metal listening chamber!

Hey everyone! It’s been a long while, but I’m back in “Bravest Man in Metal” guise, and while I duck the virtual tomatoes and try to make myself heard over your collective booing and hissing, allow me to briefly introduce the topic of this edition of my all-too-infrequent column.

As much as the mainstream people in your life probably picture you subsisting on a diet of that “kill your dog, rape your mother shit,” or you’ve put up a front that says “if it ain’t all about pounding drums, distorted guitars and screaming vocals, it ain’t shit,” chances are very few of us are listening to metal all the time. Ironically, probably one of the most sacred sanctuaries for non-metal/extreme music that you’ll ever find is the touring band’s van. Think about it: you write, record and rehearse for indeterminate amounts of time so as to hit the road in order to play loud metal music to loud metal people on a nightly basis. A hundred times out of a hundred, the other bands you’re playing with are all as loud and metal as you. If your ears aren’t begging for a change of pace, then you’re obviously more metal than metal itself. But if you’re like most of the rest of us, you develop some appreciation for the lighter sides of life.

So, here’s what’s up: I sent around a cattle call to a bunch of bands, asking them one simple question: what are the top five non-metal/extreme albums that play in your van? Some folks only mentioned artists, but not specific albums; a couple mentioned more than five; some mentioned their own personal playlists and not their entire band’s; Scott Hull went all out on the explanation and justification of his selections. Whatever. It’s all good, and the results follow. Bedroom black metal types, enjoy making fun of the unabashed, lack of troo-ness on display below.

Nathan Carson (Witch Mountain)
Air Supply – Greatest Hits
Pink Floyd – Animals
Longmont Potion Castle
Steely Dan – Royal Scam
Weird Al – Alpocalypse

Dylan Walker (Full of Hell)
Public Enemy
La Roux

Ben Ward (Orange Goblin)
Lana Del Rey – Born to Die
Bruce Springsteen – The River
Dennis Wilson – Pacific Ocean Blue
Jeff Wayne – War of the Worlds
Johnny Cash – The Sun Recordings

Pentangle – Solomon’s Seal
Bon Jovi – Slippery When Wet
The Faces – A Nod is as Good as a Wink to a Blind Horse
Humble Pie – Smokin
The Grateful Dead – Aoxomoxoa

Torch Runner
Pink Floyd – Dark Side Of The Moon
Anything By Bonnie Prince Billy
Four Seasons – Greatest Hits
Less Than Jake – Losing Streak
Cursive – The Ugly Organ

Lorde – Pure Heroine
Guardians of the Galaxy – Awesome Mix #1
Beastie Boys – Check Your Head
Amigo the Devil – Diggers
Queens of the Stone Age – …Like Clockwork

Tenacious D – Tenacious D
Paramore – Riot!
Snoop Dogg – Doggystyle
Hall & Oates – The Very Best of Daryl Hall & John Oates
Huey Lewis & The News – Greatest Hits

Maid Myriad
Ace of Base – The Sign
Marcy Playground – Shapeshifter
The Cure – Disintegration
The Police – Synchronicity
Michael Jackson – Dangerous

The Drip
Kenny Loggins
A Night at the Roxbury Soundtrack
John Farnham – Rad Soundtrack
Dr Dre
Vince Dicola
Trey Songz – Trigga
Deftones – White Pony
Paramore – Self Titled
Letlive – Fake History
Justin Timberlake – The 20/20 Experience

Circle of Dead Children
One Direction – Take Me Home
Justin Bieber – My World 2.0 and Believe
Brad Paisley – Hits Alive
Darius Rucker – Learn to Live
Tigers Jaw – Self Titled

Vise Massacre
Tommy Guerrero – From the Soil to the Soul
Grand Funk Railroad – We’re an American Band
Neil Young – Neil Young
Blondie – The Best of Blondie
TheEagles – Hotel California

A Fucking Elephant
Ace of Base – The Sign
Sufjan Stevens – Greetings from Michigan
Fiona Apple – Extraordinary Machine
Slint – Spiderland
Portishead – Dummy

Sisters Of Mercy – First and Last and Always
Nick Cave – All
Him – Razorblade Romance
Skinny Puppy – Too Dark Park
Christian Death – Only Theatre of Pain

Fucking Invincible
The Smiths/Morrissey
A Tribe Called Quest
Sky Ferreira

The Cutthroats 9
Flipper – Generic
Big Black – The Hammer Party
Killing Joke – Killing Joke
Sex Pistols – Never Mind the Bollocks
The Stooges – Raw Power

The Great Sabatini
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers – Greatest Hits
Beck – Odelay
Nas – Illmatic
The Frogs – It’s Only Right and Natural
Madvillain – Madvillainy

ZZ Top – Tejas
VUM – Psychotronic Jukebox
Lee Hazelwood – Love and Other Crimes
Spiritualized – Ladies and Gentleman We are Floating in Space
Stooges – Funhouse

Elvis Presley – Live in Las Vegas
Black Merda – Black Merda
Pink Floyd – Animals
Bobby Beausoleil – Lucifer Rising
Grandaddy – The Sophtware Slump

Secret Cutter
Phillip Roebuck- Fever Pitch
Nick Drake- Five Leaves Left
My Bloody Valentine- Loveless
Descendents- Somery
Wu-Tang Clan- Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

16 Horsepower – Sackcloth ‘n’ Ashes
Pink Floyd – The Wall
Mr Bungle – California
Zz Top – Rio Grande Mud
Longmont Potion Castle – Various Prank Call Recordings

Matt Harvey (Exhumed)
M83 – Saturdays = Youth
Lana Del Rey – Ultraviolence
Stars – Set Yourself on Fire
Stevie Wonder – Songs in the Key of Life
Daft Punk – Random Access Memories

Alex Hofmann (Fallujah)
Radiohead – Kid A
The Smiths – Greatest Hits, Vol 1.
Empire of the Sun – Ice on the Dune
Ice Choir – Afar
The Police – Greatest Hits

Ryllyeh (Sahhr)
Ratt – Out of the Cellar
Psychic TV – Dreams Less Sweet
Urge Overkill – Saturation
Rolling Stones – Goats Head Soup
Diamanda Galas – The Litanies of Satan

Lord Mantis
Swans – The Great Annihilator
Waylon Jennings – Greatest Hits
Skinny Puppy – Too Dark Park
Wumpscut – Bunker Gate Seven
The Sisters of Mercy – First and Last and Always

The Inspector Cluzo
Curtis Mayfield – Superfly
AC/ DC – Highway to Hell
James Brown – Live at Appolo
Led Zeppelin 2
Neil Young – Harvest

Drunk Horse – In Tongues
Bloodrock – 1
David Allen Coe – Penitentiary Blues
Sensational Alex Harvey Band – Next
Mamas and The Papas – Deliver

Musk Ox
Amiina – Kurr
Rachel’s – Music for Egon Schiele
Dhafer Youssef – Birds Requiem
Tigran Hamasyan – Shadow Theater
Esmerine – Dalmak

Shawn King (Child Bite)
Thin Lizzy – Jailbreak
Emerson Lake & Palmer – Tarkus
Tom Petty – Greatest Hits
The Intelligence – Fake Surfers
The Dickies – Killer Klowns from Outer Space
BONUS: We used to put on Mephiskapheles’ God Bless Satan quite a bit until one of our vans died while listening to it. That album has since been banned from the van.

Ides of Gemini
R. Kelly – Double Up
A Flock of Seagulls – Listen
Depeche Mode – Violator
The Smiths – Louder Than Bombs
Bauhaus – 1979-1983

Mike IX Williams – Eyehategod/Corrections House
Rolling Stones – Exile on Main Street/Beggars Banquet
Hot Snakes – Suicide Invoice
David Allen Coe – Longhaired Redneck
Devo – Are We Not Men/Duty Now for the Future
Soulja Slim – The Streets Made Me

Scott Hull – Pig Destroyer/Agoraphobic Nosebleed
Steely Dan – Aja
I love this record so much! I was originally put onto it by Aaron Deal (back when Salome was still a band and he was their drummer) while packing a bowl in their van. Songs like “Deacon Blues” and “Aja” really make this record a classic for me. Also, this record was made at the pinnacle of analog recording, so each of the instruments have their own proper place in the mix with such and honest and full tone. The record just incredible! Not everyone in the band is into Steely Dan, but it still gets heard in our van.

Hum – You’d Prefer an Astronaut
This record is one of the most influential and pivotal records in my life. While this record is still heavy in it’s own right, I don’t think that it qualifies as a metal record, so I’m going to list it! I remember when I first heard the break out single “Stars” when I was a teenager and absolutely hated it and immediately wrote off the band. Then one day in study hall, my good buddy showed me track two, “The Pod.” The song had such a strong affect on me that I made my high school band cover it, and would put it as the first track on every mix tape I ever made. I fell head over heels in love with the whole record and stayed that way for years on end. To this day, this record still gets regular play in my rotation of music. The song writing still holds strong and the guitar work was and still is ground breaking. I only wish that they’d release a re-master; the album always did need a bit more separation and dynamics.

Huey Lewis and the News – Sports
What needs to be said about this record that is not totally obvious? Every song on this record is a hit and easy to sing along to, and extremely catchy in a non-punishing way. It can take someone out of a bad mood and put them in a happy place. Ideal for day driving, or post-show party van vibes, or at low volumes for softly humming along to at night to stay awake while driving. It is widely known that this is a genius record and always a win!

Faith No More – The Real Thing
Well, I actually could say that all of the FNM albums get played by me in the van, but for the purposes of this list I will just pluck The Real Thing out of the bag. Dubbed onto a cassette from a friend’s CD while in the fifth grade, this was the very first album I’ve ever owned. While this record does have some metal moments and some heavily Sabbath inspired riffs (because Jim Martin!), I still don’t believe that this record can be categorized as metal, or rock, or funk, or pop for that matter. It’s an awesome blend of things that at the time had never been heard before. I listened to this cassette so many times that the tape broke, so I opened it up, and scotch taped it back together and played it to death again. This record also gets regularly rotated in my library. This is yet another record which all folks that ride in the van may not enjoy, but those guys can eat a bag of dicks. P.S. Good luck trying to sing along to Patton. It’s near impossible.

Smashing Pumpkins – Siamese Dream
Like Hum’s You’d Prefer an Astronaut, this is yet another record that shaped me as a person and a musician. Produced by Butch Vig, it sounds absolutely incredible with layers upon layers of guitars and vocals and shimmery, shiny cymbals. Billy Corgan’s vocals were still mostly at the stage where he was still mimicking My Bloody Valentine, so he was mostly singing in soft wispy coos instead if his more percussive nasal/throaty singing that developed on Melancholy and still uses now. Although every song on this record holds a special place in my heart, the two that really tug at the ol’ heart strings are “Soma” and “Geek USA.” From a song writing perspective, both songs are absolute genius monster tracks! Corgan’s guitar solo in “Soma” is up in my top three for greatest of all time. Fast and furious “Geek USA” is the most metal non-metal song I’ve ever heard. All the guitar work on this record is nothing short of brilliant, but each guitar lick was beautifully accented and complemented by Jimmy Chamberlain’s unparalleled drumming making this album an instant rock and roll classic. On top of all that, it’s highly sing-a-long-able in the van on both high and low volumes and is generally liked by all. This record has and will never leave the hard drive on any musical device I will ever carry.

23 Oct 18:15

The Poorer Silence Now

by Sarah Wanenchak at Cyborgology

image by Anna Piovani

image by Anna Piovani

I don’t remember exactly when I got into my first argument online. I don’t remember who I was fighting with or what it was about. I was probably angry. I don’t ever remember being afraid.


I’ve written before about how the process of saying things online was liberatory. That the expression of self in this space was the very cliche of spreading new wings. That’s not a radical statement. It’s not revolutionary. A lot of us were the weird kids – everyone is the weird kid, in one way or another, but some of us feel it so much more keenly. Some of us are cut by it. Some of us are cut literally. Do you remember how it was then? The word floating around was that awkward, uncooperative bodies wouldn’t matter here. We could all be beings of pure intellect and engage on the edge of some kind of new and more enlightened frontier.

And implicit in that was that when someone tried to hurt you, it wouldn’t work.

Being a child is a nearly constant process of being lied to. By adults. By each other. By ourselves.


I don’t remember exactly when someone said something that truly hurt me online. I don’t remember who it was or what they were saying. I know I got angry; I might have cried. I don’t remember ever being afraid.


For a tremendous number of us – it seems – speech is not just surface levels of political. It’s deeper than what we usually imagine by politics. It’s in the viscera. Speech is the assertion of self, of agency when all other forms of agency seem elusive and impossible to grasp. We all, all of us, regardless of whether or not we have any conscious understanding of privilege and power, have some understanding of what it means to be able to speak and to be prevented from doing so. No history class had to teach us. We fight for it, we’ll ride and die for it, and when we perceive that anyone intends to take it away from us we’ll rear up like startled cobras and strike.

Not in all places or at all times or all people in the same ways, but bear with me.

What I’ve come to see and what I’ve come to understand I was and am a part of is a raging torrent of voices, of people screaming over each other, people boring through mountains of interference to deliver a message that might be meaningful and important to someone or might be utter incoherent drivel. It can be very difficult to tell the difference and probably no one person or persons should be permitted to adjudicate. I think of an ant hill, ants crawling all over each other, intent on whatever they’re doing but also keenly aware of each other at all times.

It’s loud, is what I’m saying. I’m not sure exactly how that figures in here but it’s very loud.

Sometimes there’s one voice apart from the others, one voice marked by a very precise element of difference in tone and content, and the ants turn and as one they swarm.


I don’t remember exactly when someone I knew was threatened online. I don’t remember who it was or what it was about, or who threatened them or what they did in response if anything. I’m sure I was angry. I was probably afraid for them. But I don’t remember being afraid for myself.


I hold very firmly to the belief that a significant number of the people who write do so because, on some level, they really want attention. I want attention. I absolutely do. Obviously I want that attention to be positive, so I try to do what I do as well as I can under the assumption that, if I do well enough, positive attention will result. So far that’s generally holding true. There are always critics, but you know. That’s fine. There should be.

But I also write because I don’t know what I would do or what I would be if I didn’t. I can’t imagine not writing. I can’t imagine a world in which stories weren’t battering their way out of me, tearing literal holes in my skin. Fucking with my head in ways you wouldn’t believe. Or maybe you would. The point is, silence isn’t an option. Silence is terrifying. Silence is unimaginable. I have a story; I write it. I have an opinion; I write it. Once we were confined in terms of who saw these things and how many of them there were, but now sharing is a fundamental component of how we move through the world, of how we understand the disparate elements of who we are and how we live. We share. That’s how we make things a real part of all of our real stories. I imagine not doing that anymore and it feels like being locked in a very small closet.

Fear was never part of that for me. Not really. Or if it was, it was fear of rejection. Which is a real fear, legitimate and painful, but come on.



I don’t remember exactly when I first learned about stalking online. I know it hadn’t happened to me, and so far as I know it still hasn’t. I do know that it was during the initial to-catch-a-predator panic of AOL chatrooms and who-is-talking-to-your-kid-on-ICQ. I heard all about not meeting people you met online in “real life”, I heard about not going along with suggestions to perform sexual acts, I heard about all of it. It was all about kids. Just kids.

No one warned me about what would come after that all died down. I don’t think anyone warned any of us. I don’t think anyone knew.

I genuinely wonder, if we had known then, how much of the world would have cared.


When I was asked to start writing here, I was terrified, and that terror never really went away. It’s the kind of terror that’s always with me, generated by a background hum of abusive internal voices. You’re not good enough. You’re not smart enough. You’ll never be able to come up with interesting things to say on that regular a basis. They don’t really like you. They’ll kick you out when they realize the mistake they made. Next Monday I’ll be writing about how this last year on Cyborgology has been for me and where I want to go in the future, what I’m excited about doing and the things about which I want to write, but the truth is that I’m scared, still, for all of those reasons.

But today is about something else.


This last year has been very instructive where fear is concerned.

I’ve watched people stalked, people threatened, people killed. Women, trans people, queer people, people of color. For speaking. For saying things. About the most innocuous stuff, on the face of it. For just being themselves. People I know, people I care for, people I don’t know at all. People I’ll never have the chance to know, because someone ripped them away from the world. I’ve seen brave, amazing people shouted down and intimidated into silence, driven into hiding, for doing something I’ve come to take for granted. I’ve seen men – some of them close to me – write it all off, insist that this is all a fluke, that it’s a few bad apples, that it’s not actually about racism or transphobia or misogyny, and I’ve wanted to grab them and shake them and scream do you even see what’s happening, do you even care about any of this, do you care about the fact that people you supposedly love are in danger. I’ve watched men speaking out against this, and that’s great and I’m glad for it, but I want to grab them and shake them and scream do you understand why you can do this, why you can laugh at them, what it means that you don’t have to be afraid.

Do you understand that we’re afraid all. the. time.

I wasn’t afraid. I’ve learned to be. A lot of us have learned to be. We’ve had very good teachers.


Over the last few months I’ve had to make some hard choices. For the first time I can remember, I’ve had to consider what I say and how I say it, not out of fear of being disliked or rejected but out of fear for my safety and the safety of my family. And the decision I’ve come to is to be silent. This is will be the last post I make on Cyborgology about this stuff. This will be the last post I make anywhere about this stuff. At least for a while.

I know I’m angry. Of that much, I’m very sure.

I’m not going to forget.


Sarah is on Twitter – @dynamicsymmetry

22 Oct 18:41

Here’s A Thing Hanksy Did With Ebola

by Rhett Jones
Here's A Thing Hanksy Did With Ebola

Comedian/street artist Hanksy pasted up this “Eazy-E Bola” on the corner of Division and Canal Streets in Chinatown and posted it on his Instagram with the caption “Straight Outta Congo.” The piece mashes up the Ebola epidemic that has been spreading through West Africa with Eazy-E, the rapper who died from that other Africa-originating plague, AIDS.

Forgetting for a moment that the Congo isn’t even in West Africa, ANIMAL asked Hanksy about his thoughts on Ebola and he had this to say:

Don’t get me wrong, Ebola is like hella serious omg, but American media just loves to sensationalize things. Like when the knockout game was super hyped, I had my mom calling me from the Midwest dust bowl telling me to ‘be on the lookout’ because she heard everyone was getting sucker punched in NYC.

Then again I was in Texas last week and came down with a pretty nasty cough. Maybe I should get myself checked out.

Hanksy. Ebola. LOL?

(Photo: Aymann Ismail/ ANIMAL New York)

The post Here’s A Thing Hanksy Did With Ebola appeared first on ANIMAL.

22 Oct 16:15

Girl spends week at KFC to get over ex-boyfriend

by Brian Abrams

I'd prefer Church's but still a good plan

Girl spends week at KFC to get over ex-boyfriend

This is Tan Shen. She’s 26 years old and lives in the Sichuan province of China. She’s also recently been dumped by her boyfriend and spent the last seven days at a 24-hour KFC location while trying to figure out her life, Yahoo! UK reported.

“I didn’t want to go back to my apartment because it was full of memories of him,” Chen said. “So I stayed.”

She “needed time to think,” was what she told other patrons of the fast food chain. Which must be true: Anyone with their head screwed on correctly knows that Popeye’s is the jam. KFC is to Popeye’s as Gobots are to Transformers. That’s not news.

But look, she’s grieving. Cut her a break because she did eventually leave the resto. That’s when one employee admitted that they “kind of miss her” and that she “made things interesting” while breathing so heavily onto the corner booth table.

“We work in shifts here and the restaurant is open 24 hours a day, so we get a lot of people coming through,” said another employee. “At first no one really noticed her. But after a few days I began thinking she looked really familiar … She was after all a paying customer, even if a bit of an odd one.”

source: Yahoo! UK

21 Oct 04:00


THE HORROR CONTINUES!!!! We got two more good weeks of frights, boils, ghouls, and every worm in between. I got nothing more to add after last week's announcement other than I love y'all and hope you continue to follow my work. I'm gonna work on a better main site for that kind of news. 

21 Oct 21:04

American Grotesque: William Mortensen, Photographer as ‘Antichrist’


love Mortensen's stuff, may have to pick this up.

This is a guest post from Feral House publisher Adam Parfrey regarding two fascinating new books related to photographer William Mortensen.

Now that smartphones have become the camera of choice, it seems strange that photographers once belonged to divergent schools that battled one...

21 Oct 07:00

If I Had Known My Mother Back Then

by Miss Cellania

Graphic artist Danielle Delph shows us a very personal project in which she combed through old family photographs and matched some from her childhood with those of her mother’s childhood. And then combined them.

I've always wondered if my mom and I would have been friends had we grown up together. Would we be in the same classes? Would we have the same sense of humor? Would people tell us we're inseparable? After seeing myself in her childhood photos, I'm pretty sure we would have been great friends..

Melding the images gives us a pair of intergenerational best friends. See the sweet results in six images at Delph’s website. You can tell who is who by the hairstyles and clothing. -via mental_floss

21 Oct 00:38

Anonymos_fmler says FML

by Anonymos_fmler


Today, I was shopping when a woman stopped me and asked me what lipgloss I was wearing because my lips looked gorgeous. I had to explain to her it was just the grease from the Slim Jim I had just eaten. FML

20 Oct 05:42

I've never thought of it like that before

20 Oct 14:00

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean

by Christopher Jobson

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Ocean Atlas: A Massive Submerged Girl Carries the Weight of the Ocean sculpture ocean environment

Installed earlier this month on the western coastline of New Providence in Nassau, Bahamas, “Ocean Atlas,” is the lastest underwater sculpture by artist Jason deCaires Taylor (previously), known for his pioneering effort to build submerged sculpture parks in oceans around the world. Taylor’s cement figures are constructed with a sustainable pH-neutral material that encourages the growth of coral and other marine wildlife, effectively forming an artificial reef that draws tourists away from diving hotspots in over-stressed areas.

Towering 18 feet tall and weighing in at more than 60 tons, Ocean Atlas is reportedly the largest sculpture ever deployed underwater. The artwork depicts a local Bahamian girl carrying the weight of the ocean above her in reference to the Ancient Greek myth of Atlas, the primordial Titan who held up the celestial spheres. The piece was commissioned by B.R.E.E.F (Bahamas Reef Environment Educational Foundation), as part of an ongoing effort to build an underwater sculpture garden in honor of its founder, Sir Nicholas Nuttal. You can see a bit more over on Atlas Obscura and at the Creator’s Project, who are working on a documentary about the piece.

20 Oct 15:13

cbeamsglitter: this is who i am: accept it or leave reminder...


this is who i am: accept it or leave

reminder that my feminism will be anchovy-inclusionary or it will be bullshit.  topping-exclusionary radical feminists, there’s the door

20 Oct 16:46

To Understand Elective Officeholding by Minorities, Look at Who Runs for Election, Not Just Who Wins

by Paru R. Shah at Scholars Strategy Network

In some ways, the United States has made great progress toward including men and women from minority backgrounds in elective offices. A black president sits in the White House; the 113th Congress includes two Asian American and two Latino Senators along with 44 black and 30 Latino members of the House. More than one thousand minorities sit in state legislatures, 13 percent of the total; and the ranks of black and Latino mayors have also swelled. Yet despite this progress, gains for minorities in U.S. elective offices have failed to keep up with the presence of racial and ethnic minorities in the national population—and the shortfall is growing.

What explains this gap in representation? Since the passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965, social scientists have investigated minority underrepresentation from a demand perspective—that is, they have asked how the attitudes and behaviors of voters influence the chances of minority candidates to win elections and take office. However, minorities cannot win elections if they do not run, so my research also focuses on the prior, critical issue of the supply of minority candidates. To what degree is representational imbalance due to too few minority contenders?

Candidate Supply at the Start of the Pipeline

The Future Majority Caucus is a project of the Republican State Leadership Committee and launched in 2011. It aims to "proactively grow the Republican family" by supporting women and minority candidates.

The Future Majority Caucus is a project of the Republican State Leadership Committee and launched in 2011. It aims to “proactively grow the Republican family” by supporting women and minority candidates.

To better understand minority candidacies and electoral fortunes, I utilized data from the Local Elections in America Project gathered for the state of Louisiana between 2000 and 2010. Focusing on local municipal and school board offices, I looked to see if three sets of factors influenced, first, the supply of minority candidates and, secondly, the likelihood that minorities who chose to run for office would win. The sets of factors I investigated have been used in previous research about minority representation in U.S. elective public offices—and I had clear hypotheses about how each set of factors might affect running or winning, or both.

  • Demographic characteristics of the jurisdiction. In line with past research results, for black candidates, both running and winning should be more likely in jurisdictions with more registered black voters and in communities where blacks have higher incomes and educational attainment. Previous studies have arrived at mixed conclusions about whether more liberal white voters help black candidates, but I expected such voters would influence victories rather than decisions to run by black candidates.
  • Prior office holding. Given legacies of racial discrimination and intimidation, blacks may be wary of entering elections in which they would be the first to break through the racial representational barrier. Thus the supply of black candidates would be greater, I expected, for offices where blacks had previously run and held that office. Of course, I also expected that more blacks would win elections if more ran; and I expected that black newcomers, like others, would be more reluctant to run for office against a well-entrenched incumbent.
  • Election timing and the offices at stake. Likelihoods of running and winning elected office are also shaped by the features of elections, and I look closely at two in particular: timing and the type (or level) of office at stake. “Off-cycle” elections not timed to coincide with statewide primaries or general contests are usually marked by much lower voter turnout, and I expected that strategically minded minorities would be less willing to run in such off-cycle elections. In addition, I expected more minorities to run for less prestigious offices such as school board or city council seats, because historically minorities have done well at winning such positions. Currently, more than nine of every ten blacks and Latinos holding U.S. elected offices are city councilors or school board members.

Running for Office versus Winning

My analysis confirms that the factors influencing minority decisions to run for office are somewhat different from the factors that determine whether minority candidates will win.Minorities cannot win elections if they do not run.
  • Tellingly, I found that factors known to affect minority representation—the voting strength and resources of minority constituencies and the nature of elections—actually influence running rather than winning. Many scholars have used these factors to explain wins and losses, but they are actually more important in shaping the decisions minorities make in the first stage of the process, about whether to run for office at all.
  • Once minority candidates entered races, they won more than half of the elections. If I had looked only at the ultimate election outcomes, the “success rate” for black candidates would have been much lower, closer to 28 percent and below the one-third proportion of blacks in the Louisiana state population. The fundamental issue was that no black candidate chose to run at all in 60 percent of the Louisiana contests.

Winning Also Affects Decisions about Running

In 2011, @kissmei'mpolish created a graphic to compare the overall US demographics (in the outer arc) with the demographics of the House (middle ring) and Senate (inner ring). Click to see more on Graphic Sociology.

In 2011, Kiss Me I’m Polish (@kissmeimpolish) created a textbook graphic to compare overall U.S. demographics (in the outer arc) with the demographics of the House (middle ring) and Senate (inner ring). Click to see more on Graphic Sociology.

Much more needs to be learned about why black candidates often do not run. New research suggests that many people act strategically, avoiding races where their chances of winning seem low. Given obstacles in many past elections, black candidates contemplating public service may very well be wary of becoming the first to challenge longstanding representational barriers.

Indeed, researchers have found that the initial hurdle can be the highest; after the first attempts, it becomes easier for additional minorities to run for office. Between 2000 and 2010, the likelihood of a black candidate running was almost five times greater in jurisdictions where a black candidate had run before than in jurisdictions where it would be the first black candidacy. In addition, black incumbents are re-elected more than 60% of the time.

Overall, my research on the supply of candidates makes clear the need to recast questions about why racial minorities continue to be under-represented in U.S. elective offices. Of course, the responses of various kinds of voters to minority candidates matter. But the prior and more fundamental issue is whether minority candidates believe it is propitious to offer themselves to voters. We have much more to learn about such decisions to run, or not—and answers to these questions will suggest steps communities can take to ensure that public office-holding is open to all groups in America’s changing population.

Read more in Paru R. Shah, “It Takes a Black Candidate: A Supply-Side Theory of Minority Representation.” Political Research Quarterly 67, no. 2 (2014): 266-279.

20 Oct 02:09

Alex Smith screams "(Heck) Yeah!" after Chiefs beat Chargers

by Chris Thorman

not gonna lie i screamed the same thing

The Kansas City Chiefs beat the San Diego Chargers 23-20 on a last second field goal by kicker Cairos Santos. The Chiefs quarterback had one of the best reactions.

Here's our full coverage from the game. And here's the GIF version if you're so inclined.

18 Oct 23:00

Later That Day: Are you sorry?

19 Oct 00:00

Good guy Jay Z

17 Oct 21:49

Percy Harvin Traded To The Jets For A Box Of Wheat Thins And A Mid-Rounder

by RobotsFightingDinosaurs



Getty Image

Um. So according to NFL on CBS, noted crazy person Pete Carroll has decided to trade wide receiver Percy Harvin to the New York Jets for a conditional mid-round pick. Amid the nourishing, satisfying screams of the collective of Seahawks fans bemoaning their coach’s decision, please take note of the fact that since Percy Harvin is going to be a Jet, the Jets may implement a jet sweep into the playbook, which also means that we might get to hear Jon Gruden talk about THIS GUY PERCY HARVIN running the JETS JET SWEEP and oh man that just gives me the warm fuzzies.

17 Oct 21:46

LiartownUSA has always celebrated ONLINE SOCIAL JUSTICE...

LiartownUSA has always celebrated ONLINE SOCIAL JUSTICE WARRIORS. Now, spurred by popular demand and a deep desire to properly honor the internet’s bravest, most productive heroes, I am very pleased to announce the very first LiarTown item to consensually enter the physical world.

First appearing in a December 2013 post and honored by rave reviews from (“The absolute best cat calendar!”) this now-100% real publication is officially available for sale. 

This full-color, 12” x 12” grid-style wall calendar is presented and shipped in plenty of time for the holidays. Each month features a charming kitten professionally photographed in a heroic pose appropriate to a small cat defiantly speaking out on the hottest social justice issues of the day. A sassy, uncompromising declaration erases any doubts about each precious cat’s passionate convictions, sense of humor, and tough-as-nails attitude! 

Each of these twelve adorable kittens was subject to a week-long, grueling interview process to ensure there was absolutely nothing problematic in its beliefs. Unlike bland, privileged garbage kittens chosen for nothing more than shallow good looks, Social Justice Kittens radiate fierce strength in the face of untold adversity, and all are gifted with a dazzling array of genders and orientations to go with their tiny, oh-so-kissable faces! The patriarchy WILL NEVER accept these kittens! 

After thousands of years of CIS-HET BULLSHIT, here at last is a calendar that DARES YOU to speak truth to power. A calendar which boldly announces to the world that you aren’t going to sit back and let others speak for you. A calendar that holds you up high so others can see you’re able to stand proudly on your own!

It comes down to this: Do you want to financially support the ideals embodied by this unique, functional gift, or refuse to purchase a copy and become a hateful fake ally who actively embraces injustice and the murder of innocents? The choice is yours.

One more time, to be clear: This is a genuine 2015 calendar, printed on big machines and then mailed out by mid-November.

To visit the online store, click here. 

Last but not least, a huge THANK YOU to everyone who supported this project during its formation!

17 Oct 08:00

The Original Pronunciation of Shakespeare’s Works

by Marcie Gainer

An introduction by David and Ben Crystal to the ‘Original Pronunciation’ production of Shakespeare and what they reveal about the history of the English language.

The post The Original Pronunciation of Shakespeare’s Works appeared first on disinformation.

17 Oct 08:00

Work It, Girl

by John Farrier


(Twisted Doodles)

Is that cashmere? No, it’s Persian! Think of your cat’s fur as not a mess, but a decoration that your feline companion gives to you as an act of love. Be sure to share it with your friends by hugging.

17 Oct 00:29