Well Shawn comes back with a bang, eh? Talking about gifting the AIDS and snuff-porn sites [inlink]userName=shawnr&blogID=6,[/inlink]. I have definately heard of the video and about the actual practice itself. I agree also that it may not have been so easily accomplished without these web niches being available. It seems to me that it might have been a plot hatched by some guys who already had AIDS and were bitter, more than a thing that would've started on the outside. This guy starts up a chatroom talking about how much better he feels now that he doesn't have to worry about it and convinces some, albeit stupid, people to get the gift. Once you've been bitten, especially in such a way, a cycle would start that could lead such dangerous places. It's pretty fucking creepy though. Especially the talk of other chat groups about how not to take the AIDS drugs and disbeleif that there are different strands of the virus that can be distributed between men who already have one type.
What an eventful morning I've had thanks to shawn, talk of AIDS and some snuff porn. Though I didn't actually see any real snuff (where someone dies), just some random weirdness. The Snuffx site has the Paris Hilton video for those who want to see. Also found this highly disturbing, yet somehow hilarious picture.

Bootyful. Can't say I'm really into mixtures of violence and sex. Maybe an asslap or two here and there but that's about as far as I go. It's a sad side-effect of our masculine macho-dominated culture that makes these two extremes meet for many people. Like love and obedience. 'Snuff fo now.

Holly and I were at the movies yesterday to see the final to cremasters (which bytheway were very good) and we parked in the lot. You pay two bucks and then you go to the theater, buy your tickets, and you get your two bucks back. And I was thinking that it's so ridiculous that we have so little trust, that we couldn't just say, "yo, we're going to the movie" and then just park without the weird money turnaround. To me it's a sad state when every transaction has to be monitored because we can't trust each other whatsoever. But it also got me to thinking that half of the reason people don't follow rules is that there are rules. Who wants to do something just cause someone tells them to? Rules are made to be broken. Maybe if we weren't so insulted daily by these rules we wouldn't feel the need to break them. I think, too, that it wasn't so very long ago when many of these things were different, where trust was more forthcoming. I'm sure it's corporations. They have no personal connections to us, they don't care if we're insulted as long as they're paid (where else are we gonna get our cheap shit from). On the same note if we steal from them it's not like stealing from Sam the Butcher who lives down the street (more like Sam the CEO who lives in Laguna). At the same time we're farther apart and have less social cohesion. We don't know the rulemakers and they don't know us. I have to stop before I start talking about numbers now. The lesson is teaching above enforcing. Tell people why they shouldn't do something instead of making them not do it on threat of punishment. Now, goodbye.

I was talking to Mike Niman at the coop house party, and among us fating the world's doom and the return of facism he mentioned this cool site. It's the prelinger archive compiled from various sources. I don't know entirely what it's about but so far I've seen lots of things from the 50's. Commercials and school education videos. The famous Duck and Cover with the ducking turtle advising everyone to constantly be vigil because you don't know when you'll see that flash, and boy won't you be glad you noticed that ditch to shelter in. Nice succint propaganda. The Are You Popular is very nice too, teaches boys and girls how to make people like them. For example if a boy's taking you out you can "pay him back" by letting him come over later to have some fresh baked brownies. There's a nice Sex Ed one called As Boys Grow which features the "coach" talking to the boys in the gym room. Notable utterances include, "let's talk about these nocturnal emissions," and "rythmyc movements, a pumping back and forth, cause ejaculation." They actually talk about masturbation being okay which surprised me for the 50's. God, this one's great too seems like Bushmerica to a tee, hee-hee! Oh man, one more, this one's just great too . "One never knows when the Homosexual is about, he may appear normal, and it may be too late when you discover that he is mentally ill." I'll add the link to my sidebar too. There's thousands of videos, surely hours worth of fun. Take care and keep and eye out for bright flashes.

So I thought I was pretty cool with my ten origami tricks. This guy is simply amazing. I honestly hadn't even imagined origami this complex. I think he must have like 12 miniature fingers on each hand and a computer brain. Take a look.

Maybe we are obsessed. We now have over 50 varieties of plants in our house. Today we went shopping at this place we like called:
RUDOLPH GALLEY & SONS
2722 CLINTON ST
(716)822-9298
(take 190 to S. Ogden exit then head left on Clinton, it's on the left)
anyways, they have really cheap plants. We bought ten or so today for like $1.99 each. They're pretty small, but I kinda like'em that way, cause then wehen they start to get big you feel accomplished. Ridiculous thing is that the pots (just plain ole clay ones) cost $.99 and then you have to buy the drainy thing for underneath for an additional $.99, so it comes down to costing as much money for the pot as for the plant. Someday I will live in a house with no walls showing. Only assorted wild things growing.

Cremaster was strange (well, duh). I saw numbers one and two. One was neat but boring, pretty hyper-colors, dancing ladies, and grapes. Too long for the concept. The second was better, more plot, interesting "story". And of course plasticene love-making. Beesemen. Hives and the queen. I am skipping three, it's three hours long. I am sure it will be the best, if only cuz I'm not there. I need some crisco.