Where's the title at?

Went to Toronto yesterday — nice to be back, but not as nice as being out here to be honest. First we went to the BME/office and taped out some loft lines for the construction crew (it's a 56'x41'x17' space, with a 12'x56' loft along one side and a full wall of windows on the other side). Let's hope the bathroom and all that is installed by the 26th since that's where we're meeting.

And wow, the 26th sure is the day of events — there's the trip to Taronga Zoo (in Australia, with a half dozen people confirmed), my bowling and ID party (about 30 people confirmed), the Halloween BBQ in Delhi, Ontario (near Brantford/Hamilton, with about 20 people confirmed), the IAM.scary BBQ in Kentucky (with over 30 people confirmed), the Halloween Party in Salem, MA (two dozen people confirmed), and the Florida BME BBQ (over 20 people confirmed). So… Which to go to?

Yesterday we also went to beazer's birthday party at the Red Room, along with ://trinity, techknight, enthalpy, bodmodbetty, |triBal|, MiL0, and Bradford (I hope I didn't forget anyone). I think I ate something that disagreed with me (a veggie noodle broth at the Big Bowl) and I was super sick for the rest of the day unfortunately, and still feel rather ill from it.


So I found an old poster when I was going through my files — it's a photo of scarification, and underneath it says, “the only blood we have the right to spill is our own“. I don't know if I made up the quote, or if someone else did, but if everyone decided that was fair, the world sure would be a better place.

I haven't commented on Bush's speech on Monday yet — in part this is because the thing was so ludicrous and lie-filled that I assumed that none of you were taking it particularly seriously anyway. Yeah, like we really believe that Saddam is going to attack America any day by crashing into it with planes loaded with chemical and biological weapons. Yeah, we really believe that Saddam and al Qaeda (which regularly advocates the overthrowing of Saddam as well) are buddies.

It's flat-out made up. I really hope Americans don't believe this stuff. But Bush continues to enjoy high across-the-board support, so who knows… Will the average American support any war if they're told — even if they know it's a lie — that they are at risk?

You'd think the “we can't give you evidence — once we have hard evidence, it's too late, so we have to attack now” type of pre-emptive strikes would be recognized as fundamentally wrong. Let's start applying that theory to every day life. How about we start allowing police to kill anyone that might commit a crime. Because that's what it being proposed with Iraq…

Spamming

Well, I just sent the final notice about the scrapbook (as you know, since it was a site-wide broadcast). The deadline for submissions is Sunday October 13th. I'll still accept them after that, but don't get upset if I can't squeeze them in and they end up in Volume Two (next year).

Later today I'll get some exact pricing for the book, and Ryan has said it's OK to put up for pre-order. Pre-orders will have a choice of four or five limited edition covers. That'll probably be announced later tomorrow.

Other than that, how's your war on terror going?

Oh, and I found a neat piece of history while digging through old photos: Xayoz (bottom left, with Dennis of DMT coming toward her and Adam [I think] behind her)… Anyway, Emily worked at io.org back in 1994 when BME was first getting started — it was because she told her bosses that they should cover the hosting costs for BME for the first few years that it was able to take off. Remember, back in 1994/95, BME was rated the 24th most popular site IN THE ENTIRE INTERNET (I'm at around 800th right now) by the various ranking services.

Ooops

Sorry I haven't updated yet today — I've spent the entire day working on the scrapbook. 384 pages are totally full — every submission from now on is getting squeezed into the cracks (so please understand if I can't post lengthy texts).

The scrapbook currently contains 1077 images (plus a pile of text). Every one of those images had to be checked, labelled, resized, color corrected, touched up, and then placed into the document. So feel free to do the math as to just how much time I'm putting into this personally. But I wouldn't do it if I didn't believe in it.

I thought a bit about modern revolution. Most countries have effectively disarmed their public. Even America, the land of guns, is cracking down on its militia groups more and more heavily, even though they represent not just a bunk of crazy rednecks, but a final defense against tyranny.

Anyway, I realized that since Bush doesn't have the average American's support for his warmongering — even though you'll see many a deceitful (check the fine print) poll claiming it — he has to make Americans feel powerless to continue. I'm sure many of you are saying, “this war is wrong, but everyone seems to support it. they've ignored my voice — what am I supposed to do?”

But the American people do have a voice: MONEY.

If enough people organized and simply refused to pay their taxes (it would have to be a significant percentage of the population, maybe 1% to 5%), and took their money out of the system (where the government can seize it), it would literally knock any government out of power, and non-violently too.

Remember, you pay Bush.

I don't know if it would work or not, but hey, nobody likes paying taxes, so I suspect it would be a lot easier to convince people to do than actually pick up weapons and march to Washington to overthrow the government physically.

PS. That's not the real/final cover.

Go Franko!

Still working on the scrapbook — if you want to send in pictures, you can still send them to scraps@bmezine.com — there's about a week or so left before I'm cutting things off. The 384 pages are currently completely full, so I'm debating right now whether it's better to squeeze more and more in, or if I should lengthen it (I'm squeezing right now)… Other than that I'm listening to Pranzo Oltranzista by Mike Patton. If you're a John Zorn-type jazz fan, I highly recommend this album.

Anyway, I got the following mail that I figured Franko Derb should handle:

Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2002 13:02:08 +0200 (MEST)
From: CD_Burnerout@gmx.de
To: submissions@bmezine.com
Subject: (no subject)

Now, considering that this person was so stupid that they didn't even take Ryan's logo off the bottom, they get my stock response from Franko:

Great pictures, now your full membership will be on its way as soon as you answer this skill testing question (sorry, it's required by law to make sure you are mature enough for the content of the site):

“Monday and Tuesday have two, Wednesday and Thursday have one, Friday has six and Saturday and Sunday have none, what is it?”

I have set your username to “guest3942″.
Your password is the answer to this riddle.

Enjoy the site,

Franko
Department of Truth

Not long afterwards, I (well, Franko) got a reply:

hi franko
seems to be a stupid riddle, I have no idea about the solution. come on give me a little
hint.

OK, so maybe Franko will cut him some slack, right? (Not likely). After all, he worked so hard sending in that ripped off photo. So here was Franko's response (I'll let you know if he replies):

OK, I'm not really supposed to do this, but you're far away so I doubt we'll get in trouble for this. The answer is a series of three rhyming numbers. The central number is in French (Canada is bilingual so we are by law required to test in both languages).

Franko
Department of Confusion

Photo time

I realized I haven't even put up any photos of where we're living nowadays. Some of you have seen it of course, but Rachel and I went out this morning to play in the creek (Lost Channel), so I took some pictures:



Leeta playing in Rob's yard

Looking east down Lost Channel

Rachel is trying to attract attention away from my fine truck by making faces

Trees on the bank of Lost Channel

On the shore of Lost Channel (not sure if shore is the right word, it's only about five feet deep)

I can't believe I focussed this properly

The truck in its natural environment

Looking northwest across Lost Channel

Rob's front yard

My workspace

Rocket fuel (from Badur) — Ginseng marinated in vodka for a year (earthy tasting)

My enormous electronic cock spurting data at the stars