Stop Me Before I Vote Again

How can the last ass-licker of Stalin in America be further Stalinized, really?

what a tediouly predictable
old wet camp blanket u are crowsfeet

lol.

talk about a wet blanket response ...

anyway, just shoot your computer next time.

op's got competition across the pond in one who still sings praises of the "great fighter for the working class" (as stated in one of his 900 book reviews, done in prose at least).

To be fair what did you expect of a self-described "theorist" whose resume lists work for the United States Information Agency and British Petroleum, not to mention assorted "internet entrepreneurship". To me the mark of a world-class con remains landing a gig at Google based on activities like blogging for 100 consecutive days on Rwanda or drawing "conflict" maps of Kenya ("Rwanda" having entered the pwog imaginary's lexicon in terms analogous to "Munich" or "Srebrenica").

Open source meets the community garden. Love it!

Indeed: the anarchoeconomy is alive and well in open source just as
communism was once alive and well in the Brazillian rain forest thanks to Henry Ford.

By the way, I had a client a few months back who's sole reason for corporate (nonprofit status) existance was to promote this kind of crap. From the UK, of course, where they're a little ahead on these trends.

SK, thanks for the link to Comrade Podmore's reviews. The dear old Vozhd had his awkward moments, to be sure, but all the carping about the commissar culture and Stalinist brutality reeks of sanctimony and envy.

Owen, holster that Makarov! I found the essay soothing. I lose sleep over broken feedback loops. Chaotic defection (I almost wrote defecation! Talk about Freudian slips...) from mutual benefit transfer protocols stalks me. But when I consider the ecological topology of the free software revolution, in which today's corporate silos are tomorrow's Bell Labs corridors, I find hope and the courage to tackle solutions to the four color problem in mapping change.

Hmmm P2P Foundation. Ya think he's a reformed tweaker? Maybe stayed spun all thru college?

Al
Butch is a t-33 Tokarev
improved long barrel version

He was used by. Comrade mitzvah Paine

The woman no man knew

Btw I find
Chronic chaotic defecation
a hazzzzard of my second profession

There i go. Bragmaning it

Yes I use..... She used.... a semi automatic not a revolver

Not Standard issue back in the day but
oh that long barrel

A collector's item these days, Owen. The Soviet engineers were brilliant.

"Last week I discussed the value crisis of contemporary capitalism: the broken feedback loop between the productive publics who create exponentially increasing use value, and those who capture this value through social media - but do not return these income streams to the value "producers"...In other words, the current so-called "knowledge economy" is a sham and a pipe dream - because abundant goods do not fare well in a market economy. For the sake of the world's workers, who live in an increasingly precarious situation, is there a way out of this conundrum? Can we restore the broken feedback loop?"

Ouch. My brain exploded.

But, seriously, folks, what the above faux Pwog word salad describes is not a broken feedback loop. This...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=US&v=LMhq1L0cJf0

...is a muthafuckin' broken feedback loop. And, god damn, how I loves me some broken feedback loops.

But, aaaaaaaanyway, yeah; fire away, Paine. I confess I didn't actually read the article myself during my regular morning's perusal of AJ; all I had to do is take one look at the headline: 'Occupy' As A Business Model... and I knew it was a steaming load of horseshit. I know people say I should read a whole article or a whole book or sit through a whole film before I criticize its author, but, still... when you know a film was directed by Michael Bay, do you need to actually see it to know that it's crap? When you see Joel Osteen's name on the cover of a book, do you actually have to read it to know that it's bilge? When you see David Brooks in the byline of a NYT op-ed, do you actually have to read it to know that it's offal? Knowatimsayin?

I'm not a Stalinist by any stretch, but I've lost count of how much wretched-assed crap I've seen spewed in big-name blogs and newspaper op-eds and out of my TV set and thought Jeezus H. Muthafuckin' CHRIST, will SOMEBODY SHOOT THIS FUCKIN' RETARD, NOW?

Hell, I must've put bullets through the backs of the collective heads of every commentator on MSNBC at least two dozen times. I've only done Melissa Harris-Lacewell-Perry-Fin-Tim-Lim-Bim-Bus-Stop-F'tang-F'tang-Olé-Biscuit-Barrel once or twice, but she hasn't been on the air that long.

I always have said, you actually *can* tell a book by its cover. Also known as Smith's Theory Of Constructive Prejudice.

Fadduh Smiff sez on The Ides Of March @02:18:*
I always have said, you actually *can* tell a book by its cover. Also known as Smith's Theory Of Constructive Prejudice.

Y'know, I think that theory's pretty much proven itself over the past twenty or thirty years. I started doubting the old wisdom of not judging by the cover about twenty years or so ago when, while visiting the paperback sections in bookshops, I noticed how all the big-time bestselling pop fiction -- your "airplane-trip books", your "beach books" -- all put major time, effort and budget into flashy covers with lots of lavish cover paintings, frilly typography, deep embossing, metallic overprinting, die-cut windows with titillating paintings on a page underneath, while the kind of timeless literature that people remember for generations usually had rather reserved cover work -- subtly evocative paintings, simple elegant typography, not a lot of "flash" -- because after all, c'mon, it's fucking Hemingway, f'crissake**.

Same with movie trailers. Granted, it's been a while since I've been in any film theater at all -- even the art-house cinema-cum-café about ten minutes from our house -- but I've noticed that generally, the louder the trailer, the crappier the movie. Also, I've not gone wrong writing off any movie whose trailer narration begins with the phrases "In a city...", "In a world...", or "In a place...", or which announces itself as "Based On A True Story", or "From The Director Of Insert Title Of Some Other Piece Of Shit I've Also Never Bothered With", or which opens with some totally beaten-to-death pop song.

Same goes for movie posters these days: if the poster for a movie has lots of white space with the title and stars' names in a bright-colored, bold sans-serif face and features a photo of the stars interacting in some frivolous carefree manner -- basically, a rip-off of the There's Something About Mary*** poster design, that movie is summarily blown off.
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*damn, dude, going on two-thirty? You're as bad as I am.

***or, if truth-in-labeling laws applied to movies, There's Something About Cameron Diaz's Tits.

Mike: I'd read Osteen way before Brooks.

@Victor, lol~ I wonder what will be the reaction if it will really happen.
@ MJS, it sounds like a quotation.

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