Kirk, Bones and Spock + The Human Condition

Kirk, Bones and Spock Star Trek

The relationship between the Captain Kirk, Science Officer Spock and the Medical Officer McCoy is central to the original Star Trek. Kirk as the key figure in the myth is constantly balancing his decisions based on positions of Spock and McCoy.

Spock, representing the pure thinking part of us, is cold and logical, sometimes appearing inhumane to those disagreeing with his difficult life or death decisions. His position is occasional shown correct.

McCoy, representing the pure feeling part of us, is a true Humanist and Humanitarian setting life above all else.

Kirk mediates between the two men and bi-polar extremes of the psychological drama.

Symbolically, without Kirk present, Mc Coy and Spock argue constantly.

McCoy views the Vulcan’s logic as ruthlessly utilitarian and loses the fact that Spock has saved his life and other lives many times.

Spock, as a half-human Vulcan, has taught himself to reject his mother’s influence and suppress emotion in favor of pure logical thinking of his Vulcan father that represents pure objectivity.

This is the psychodrama of a patriarchal society that is not socialized to accept the mothering side of humanity. Look too at the Greek use of Vulcan as the image of the builder who constructed with metal and was married to Venus. These opposites are put in opposition within Spock. When his human side peeps through it is with humor.

This intensifies the running love-hate working relationship he has with McCoy. McCoy senses that Spock is more human, and more envious of human feeling, than he ever admits.

This too is psycho-myth and the mythmaker is telling us that we should let our feeling side be more exposed.

The Metaphysics of Star Trek by Rev. Len DeRoche


SkyLine ~ Disappointing Hostile Alien Invasion from Space

Skyline The Movie

As of late, one of my rants has been about the end of the world. The two choices I present are “Hostile Alien Invasion from Space” or “Virus Infected Zombie Hordes”. My vote for the hope of the planet leans towards “Hostile Alien Invasion from Space”, thinking that at least of would get rid of the current leadership vacuum in Washington DC as well as the bulk of the population of Earth, leaving the few innovative plucky survivors to defeat the Hostile Alien Invaders. Through this devastating process , humans would pull off a technological leapfrog and take off to explore the galaxy.

SkyLine The Movie, does none of this, being a laughably bad B SciFi film. If I had checked the reviews on the Web before I dashed out to see the film I would have saved myself $15. But when I watched the trailer, I was smitten by the belief that someone was onto something good. Boy, was I wrong. See it for laughs.

Hilarious Reviews of SkyLine the Movie on Rotten Tomatoes

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Cooks Source ~ Breaking Internet Meme + Train Wreck

Update: More Cooks Source Fun !

The American Bar Association Magazine Steals Website Article, Tells Protesting Author She Needs Lesson in Public Domain

” This is classic: “To say this has hurt our business is an understatement. But worse, it is harming the very people we are here to assist.”

No sh*t Sherlock. And it’s all on your diminutive organization as you brought it on then fanned the flames with the non apologies.

The internet won. They beat you down like the plagiarizing thieves you are and you have the nerve to complain about hackers when you have no concept, no idea, no clue as to what a hacker really is?

I’m sure that I and others could accept the apology if it were born out the desire to do the right thing rather than being beaten into submission. Or perhaps if it were an isolated incident we could accept the apologies. However, it is not acceptable and the circumstances surrounding your apologies are dubious at best.

You only apologized because you got caught and folks out there did their homework and found repeated infractions.

Dumb, really, really dumb “.

Joe Westner – FaceBook

Boston Globe Unoriginal thoughts – An apology? We took the words right out of their mouths.

Times Magazine OnlineTime Magazine Newsfeed

Forbes Forbes

The New Judith Griggs Fake FaceBook account

The new Cooks Source Homepage Pathetic! Further embarrassment

Update: It looks like the people at Cooks Source have created anew FaceBook page, found here: New Cooks FaceBook Page – and people are continuing the discussion direvtly to the magazine, lol.

An internet flamefest is happening over a small New England cooking magazine ‘Cooks Source’ accused of publishing recipes and articles lifted from the web without permission. Cooks Source, now the newest Internet meme, study in social media and new favorite FaceBook whipping boy has been spreading like wildfire across the web.

Cooks Source Magazine editor Judith Griggs is probably regretting sending this email to a food blogger. The Internet firestorm of flames began when Monica Gaudio discovered that Cooks Source had recently published an article written and published on the web 5 years ago titled “Tale of Two Tarts.” Gaudio e-mailed the magazine’s editor, Judith Griggs, to complain, asking Cooks Source to post a public apology on its FaceBook page and make a $130 donation to Columbia School of Journalism.

Exhibit A:

“But honestly Monica, the web is considered “public domain” and you should be happy we just didn’t “lift” your whole article and put someone else’s name on it! It happens a lot, clearly more than you are aware of, especially on college campuses, and the workplace. If you took offence and are unhappy, I am sorry, but you as a professional should know that the article we used written by you was in very bad need of editing, and is much better now than was originally. Now it will work well for your portfolio. For that reason, I have a bit of a difficult time with your requests for monetary gain, albeit for such a fine (and very wealthy!) institution. We put some time into rewrites, you should compensate me! I never charge young writers for advice or rewriting poorly written pieces, and have many who write for me… ALWAYS for free!”

Trending on twitter #buthonestlyMonica

The hilarious FaceBook fan page of Cooks Source (Warning – NWS!)

The most comprehensive article I have found so far

Copyright Infringement And A Medieval Apple Pie

Picked up om one of my favorite websites, The Consumerist

OMG !!!

Original Source of the recipe A Tale of Two Tarts

Copyright Infringement and Me

Today’s web justice driveby: Cooks Source Magazine (BoingBoing)

Cooks Source Copyright Infringement Becomes an Internet Meme (Wired)

Cooks Source magazine vs. the Web (LA Times)

“I griggs’d the professor’s doctoral thesis from her website, and I even cleaned it up for her and told her she should give me an A, but she failed me anyway.”

Breathtaking editorial arrogance

Look To This Day…

Look To This Day
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In its brief course lie all
The realities and verities of existence,
The bliss of growth,
The splendor of action,
The glory of power . . .

For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision.
But today, well lived,
Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.

Sanskrit Proverb
By Kalidasa

Orpheus and Eurydice. Rainer Maria Rilke

Orpheus Eurydice Richard-Putz

Orpheus. Eurydice. Hermes

That was the strange mine of souls.
As secret ores of silver they passed
like veins through its darkness. Between the roots
blood welled, flowing onwards to Mankind,
and it looked as hard as Porphyry in the darkness.
Otherwise nothing was red.

There were cliffs
and straggling woods. Bridges over voids,
and that great grey blind lake,
that hung above its distant floor
like a rain-filled sky above a landscape.
And between meadows, soft and full of patience,
one path, a pale strip, appeared,
passing by like a long bleached thing.

And down this path they came.

In front the slim man in the blue mantle,
mute and impatient, gazing before him.
His steps ate up the path in huge bites
without chewing: his hands hung,
clumsy and tight, from the falling folds,
and no longer aware of the weightless lyre,
grown into his left side,
like a rose-graft on an olive branch.
And his senses were as if divided:
while his sight ran ahead like a dog,
turned back, came and went again and again,
and waited at the next turn, positioned there –
his hearing was left behind like a scent.

Sometimes it seemed to him as if it reached
as far as the going of those other two,
who ought to be following this complete ascent.

Then once more it was only the repeated sound of his climb
and the breeze in his mantle behind him.
But he told himself that they were still coming:
said it aloud and heard it die away.

They were still coming, but they were two
fearfully light in their passage. If only he might
turn once more ( if looking back
were not the ruin of all his work,
that first had to be accomplished), then he must see them,
the quiet pair, mutely following him:
the god of errands and far messages,
the travelling-hood above his shining eyes,
the slender wand held out before his body,
the beating wings at his ankle joints;
and on his left hand, as entrusted: her.

The so-beloved, that out of one lyre
more grief came than from all grieving women:
so that a world of grief arose, in which
all things were there once more: forest and valley,
and road and village, field and stream and creature:
and that around this grief-world, just as
around the other earth, a sun
and a silent star-filled heaven turned,
a grief-heaven with distorted stars –
she was so-loved.

But she went at that god’s left hand,
her steps confined by the long grave-cloths,
uncertain, gentle, and without impatience.
She was in herself, like a woman near term,
and did not think of the man, going on ahead,
or the path, climbing upwards towards life.

She was in herself. And her being-dead
filled her with abundance.
As a fruit with sweetness and darkness,
so she was full with her vast death,
that was so new, she comprehended nothing.

She was in a new virginity
and untouchable: her sex was closed
like a young flower at twilight,
and her hands had been weaned so far
from marriage that even the slight god’s
endlessly gentle touch, as he led,
hurt her like too great an intimacy.

She was no longer that blonde woman,
sometimes touched on in the poet’s songs,
no longer the wide bed’s scent and island,
and that man’s possession no longer.

She was already loosened like long hair,
given out like fallen rain,
shared out like a hundredfold supply.

She was already root.

And when suddenly
the god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry,
uttered the words: ‘He has turned round’ –
she comprehended nothing and said softly: ‘Who?’

But far off, darkly before the bright exit,
stood someone or other, whose features
were unrecognizable. Who stood and saw
how on the strip of path between meadows,
with mournful look, the god of messages
turned, silently, to follow the figure
already walking back by that same path,
her steps confined by the long grave-cloths,
uncertain, gentle, and without impatience.

Orpheus and Eurydice. Rainer Maria Rilke
Painting by Michael Putz-Richard

A Message by George Carlin: A Statement for our Times !

George Carlin by MagusMainyu

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added year s to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom wi ndow and nothing in the stockroom A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.


Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don’t send this to at least 8 people…Who cares?

George Carlin

In the destructive element immerse-psychedelic pyrotechnics !



The Life of Hunter S. Thompson. / By Jann S. Wenner and Corey Seymour

I am taking this moment to riff on Joe Klein’s review of the recently published biography of Hunter S. Thompson. ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ is a book that had a profound effect on the direction of my life. I spent one summer in the early 80’s living in that book due to the fact that there were no drugs to be had on the barren coast of New Hampshire at the time.

In many respects, the time could not be more timely for such a memorial to the giant of journalism. We are living in a period of great crisis for the media, a time of cynicism in which the need for visionaries who are not shills for global big corporate, who have the guts to steer through the difficult and dangerous waters of ‘truth’ and ‘freedom’.

Bigs words, spoken by this author, a tiny voice in the great wilderness, my words being the sounds of broken claws scrabbling about the rocks, unheard and distant, relevant, none the less….

Link to New York Times Book Review

T-Mobile claims to own the rights for the use of magenta !

Would you like to join RECLAIM MAGENTA!?

The German telecom company T-Mobile is claiming the color magenta! We have to stop them! T-Mobile started sueing Dutch companies which use magenta in print and commercial campaigns. They already sued Compello and they are urging “Slam FM” and “100% NL” to quit using magenta as well! T-Mobile claims to own the rights for the use of magenta! They claim to have the rights registered at OAMI which is completely bonkers, in this way they claim to own the rights of Magenta over whole Europe! Everyone should be allowed to use magenta anywhere, anytime! It’s part of the colorspectrum and the colorspectrum should always be free! Its time to smack some sense into T-Mobile! Here we can start off with a petition for reclaiming Magenta.

Kasper Kuijpers Link to public group

So I got this in my private email on the creative network Behance, which I have been a member of since they launched over the summer. Since I follow IP, copyright and patent issues on TechDirt and Slashdot, I am fascinated by the notion that corporations are attempting to copyright, patent and trademark everything under the sun. This is the first I have heard that they are claiming IP rights over colors.

Enjoying the Twitter Experience

I have been having a good time using Twitter lately. Lots of cool people, throwing out info about the daily minutiae of their lives. Being online all the time during the work week and beyond, it is nice to have a little SMS type broadcast device for the Wild West that is the Web.

I was remarking to someone today how Twitter is like having your own personal live PR feed to the internet, cause in Twitter your can broadcast relevant links, combined with Tiny URL, it makes for a powerful tool.

After I first started using Twitter, I was re-doing my ancient photography site, and I put into Google my name. EGADS ! I saw all my Twitter thingys all over the first page of Google. I quickly changed my real name in my settings, and re-thought how silly I was going to allow myself to go.

I am hoping the spammer types are not going to get a hold of this information, cause it could bring down the whole Twitter network, or whatever it is.

It id pretty awesome, even though Twitter is not a syndicated PR feed, the fact that it can be used to broadcast relevant links, coupled with the way Google currently appears to index Twitters ‘broadcast’ brings up some interesting ideas.

Tantek, XFN, Matt Mullenweg, and Microformats


XFN is an amazing concept, and after looking at the incredible Page Rank of these various URLs, and not a theoretical one.

I first heard about Tantek when someone posting a thing on Digg about putting the term ‘Tantek’ into Flickr’s search engine, and finding all these pictures of this Uber Geek looking guy with all these hot geek intelligentsia babes. It you looked at the photo stream from the search you are looking a some sort of geek-tech-babe-magnet.

So I made him a contact a while back, not knowing who the hell he was. Fast forward to about 8 months ago, when I discovered Blue Host through the recommended Word hosting lists, that let to the Open Source auto loader Fantastico, which let to the top of my head being blown off and finding myself slinging hosted Word Press blogs built primarily for the ease of use, CMS and ,most of all, the stunning indexing potential + power with the search engines. (ridiculous sentence there ;)

What is my point ? The point I am trying to make, is that, over the last 8 months, I have immersed myself in WordPress though building the things for clients. There has been some shift, a profound one, in my understanding of this emerging technology.

The word ‘Semantic’ for instance. Like the word ‘relevance’, which I never used years ago. Google changed all that, fer sure. Kind of like the word ‘obfuscate’, you never heard that one before the Bush Administration came to power. Semantic as it relates to HTML, CSS, metatdata and the deeper structures in the application Word Press.

GMPG Efforts , XFN and XFN 1.1 Creator. These three links are filled with some mind boggling technology as it relates to ‘relevant’ linking over the Internet. XHTML Friends Network (XFN) is such a pure concept, very interesting, for the ‘microformat’ is, and I am going to have to quote Wikipedia here, is:

“Microformats emerged as part of a grassroots movement[4] to make recognizable data items, (such as events, contact details or geographical locations), capable of automated processing by software, as well as directly readable by end-users.[4][7] Link-based microformats emerged first. These include vote links that express opinions of the linked page, which can be tallied into instant polls by search engines.[8]” Wiki

Tantek is one of the key players in this initiative,he is also one of the founders of Technorati and the whole full circle thing is pretty exciting. Matt Mullenweg, on the other hand, is the main man behind WordPress, and developed the first version of XFN Creator.


“419Eater DDoS’d?

We’ve had a report that the popular scambaiting site 419Eater and the anti-scam site Scamwarners are the latest anti-spam sites to fall victim to a distributed denial of service (DDoS) attack. Both sites are down at this time. Details are hard to come by, but there’s apparently been speculation that the attack originated from a Russian spamgang. ”

An interesting piece commenting on an underground virtual war happening over the web right this very second. The Denial of Service Attacks are apparently being launched by a humongous Army of Zombie Bot Nets:

“There have been reports that they have built up a botnet containing more than a million computers, not all of which are currently being used for stock and pill spam.”

Those organizations fighting the ‘good fight’ against spam and phishing scams are being taken down and off the grid right now as you read this post. Epic !