What is your emotional response to this photo…?
A need to cut? Empathy? Erotica? Sadness? Anger? Revulsion? Aesthetic attraction? Something else?

What is your emotional response to this photo…?
A need to cut? Empathy? Erotica? Sadness? Anger? Revulsion? Aesthetic attraction? Something else?
In the mid to late 1990s, a number of Russia officials admitted to — although both the US and Russia governments denied it — having “misplaced” as many as a hundred miniature nukes. These suitcase nukes are small, portable, and discrete nuclear bombs in the one to two kiloton range. Some have suggested these weapons don't exist, and others suggest that even if they do, they would be “expired” by now, but for quite some time there have been reports that Al Qaeda purchased at least forty nuclear warheads from former Soviet agents.
…and, if this end-game really is in play, nothing can be done to stop it.
Note: To be clear, personally I think the above scenario is extremely unlikely. I do not personally believe that any terrorist organizations have meaningful nuclear programs, let alone ones that are this close to strike-capability. I do think that China is a looming threat through, and who knows what a war between Pakistan and India could set off globally…
Thanks…
From: "michael laterza" <michael_laterza@msn.com>
Subject: disguisting
Date: Sun, 17 Jul 2005 17:42:29 -0500i think what u do is the nastiest thing and the world why would u wreck something so precious like the human bodie like tthat i think u people should be put in jail
France, Belgium, the Netherlands, and the UK are about to come to a finish after a one night stopover here in London. Flying back to North America in the morning, then I have a three or four day stop-over, then it's off to Venezuela. Haven't really had a chance to get out and do and see as much as would be nice but it's been a good vacation so far and I'm looking forward to the final leg.
![]() Oops, a bird crapped on this dude… |
![]() View from our hotel in Amsterdam… |
![]() Coming in for a landing in London. |
![]() I was surprised to see a Concorde. |
I just came across a “encounter with Keith” stories on someone's blog…
We go to the wake. One part pierced, tattooed freakly looking people, one part cugini. Ryan sees his ex... its pretty fuckin' sad- here is this guy who apparently was full of life and he's fuckin there- in a box with a baseball cap on and a popped collar- and he's fuckin' dead. A few weeks ago she was asking Ryan about areas of Brooklyn for them to look at houses in off craigslist- and now is is nothing more than a make-shift collage and a flower arrangement shaped like an electric guitar.
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It's sort of odd reading about how a stranger perceives someone from their wake alone…