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…and just when i thought i couldn’t feel any worse about living here, i looked outside and saw that it was snowing.

In another world, somewhere:

Updated: 2:00 PM CET on November 04, 2003
Observed at Amsterdam, Netherlands
Temperature 55 °F / 13 °C
Humidity 81%
Wind SSW at 13 mph / 20.9 km/h
Ceiling  unlimited

…

I hate this place, sometimes.

I hate the proximity to modern American culture, media, and ethos.

I hate the seemingly ever-growing number of Canadians who see themselves as enlightened, but can’t be bothered to educate themselves and participate in the betterment of the community.

I hate seeing the things that drive me become co-opted, and perverted. I hate that the underground is constantly being bought, packaged, and sold into irrelevancy. I hate that I cannot do more to change this.

I hate seeing the counter-culture’s growing impotence in the face of international corporate interest. I hate that libertarians evangelize a free market anarcho-capitalist religious crusade and call it non-aggression.

I hate ignorant, closed-minded, sexist men. I hate ignorant, closed-minded, sexist women.

I hate ignorant, closed-minded, sexist transsexuals.

I hate seeing people not listen to other people.

I hate seeing people not try harder.

oh my.

Funhouse of Doom was fantastic. I can’t really walk anymore, but it was worth it.

A thousand thanks to everyone who worked their asses off to put this together, everyone who dressed up, everyone who performed, participated in games, or just showed up. Without you, it’d just be an empty club.

…

In other news, I was un-booked from a DJ spot at Narcosis tonight, because I play ‘too dark’. I’m not sure if being considered too dark for a halloween psytrance party is something I should be offended at, but they could’ve asked me to play a lighter set.

On second thought, I think they’re just pussies.

Battlegrounds

It started when she took up residence in my arm. The brachialis, to be specific (although I felt a tickle in my medial border, at times). She would whisper to me of her life in lands I would never see, and of her exile from Arcadia. I promised her safety, and she promised me stories.

I would sing to her at night, when the house was asleep. I spun tales of knights who moved mountains for true love, and warned her of the greed and hatred within men. We would spend eternities together, surrounded by moonlight and sand. Our joy was perfect, crystal pure and clean.

We would have had the world together, if it weren’t for the gnomes.

They landed in my ankle, stubborn and gnarled. Green hats and ironwood canes, they were not friendly, and did not care for sovereignty. They annexed my synovial membrane, and made for the hip within weeks.

We did the only thing we could do, and soon the armies made camp at my xiphoid process. The lines were drawn, and the conflict was now inevitable.

The first shots were fired some time ago. I write this missive to you as the war machines roll into place, and both sides begin consuming the land they hold, to destroy the land they do not. My body. My battleground.

…

I can hear the bones grinding, dead trees singing beneath my skin.

we don’t need no stinkin dealies

My Interview Dealie
By Jairus Khan

Knowing where you got to now, would you have changed your youth for a more conventionally “happy” one understanding that you might have ended up somewhere else by now?

I almost said/typed yes there, for the first time ever in response to questions of that nature. That’s probably because I’m tired, and I’ve got sad music playing… but almost doesn’t count now, does it?

No. I wouldn’t have changed my youth for a more conventionally happy one. I’m happy with who I am, and I can’t guarantee that a more typically ‘normal’ Jairus would give a shit about the things that I care about.

It would’ve been nice, though, to have had stability at some point. I’d like to know what it’s like.

Do you get the giggles sometimes when you see and HTML form with a button that says “Submit” and think about how D/s computers and networks really are?

Strangely, yes.

If you could have one classic comic book style super power, which would you choose?

The power of illusion over my fellow man. All Mysterio-style. It would be an end to my financial woes, which is far more pressing, desperate, and disquieting than I let on. Not to mention, I could foil a holdup at the First National and get the keys to the city.

Failing that, it would make an interesting party trick.

If you had the uncontrollable urge to eat cabbage, but every time you did someone close to you got angry for ten minutes (not necessarily at you), how would you cope with this?

Well.

If it’s a given that the urge of cabbage-eatie is uncontrollable, and there’s no avoiding the angry people (ie, with sleep/drugs/godzilla/etc), I think I’d have to prepare a Cabbage Room, with all kinds of things that are good to hit. Punching bags, Wing Chun dummies, inflatable clowns that keep standing up when you knock ’em down, etc.

And hidden speakers with music piped in from outside the room, with a mixtape named “Celine Dion Surprise!”

Where do you find hope and comfort?

I find hope in my future – in knowing that this isn’t as good as it gets, and that soon the time of ass-kicking and name-taking will be upon us. There’s hope when I work with communities, there’s hope when I work with musicians, artists, people who give a shit about the world around them enough to educate themselves.

The people around me comfort me. I won’t delineate between friends/family/community/etc — My friends are family, and they are in turn my community, truly. There is nothing within my power that I would not do for them, if they needed it… But in my darker (and more melodramatic) moments, I find comfort in the fact that all things are a process, and that this, too, shall pass.

But mostly, I find hope and comfort with Leslie, my partner in all things.

—
Interview Dealie Rules:
1. Leave a comment saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I’ll reply and give you five questions to answer.
3. You’ll update your LJ with the five questions answered.
4. You’ll include this explanation.
5. You ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
6. I said phear squid_pantsthe pants!

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another saturday evening

I spend my dreamtime delirious, lost.

Listen:

She asked me to hold a knife to her throat as we continued; sharp and cold, it reminded me of her. Part of me recoiled at this perversity, but I had found them together, Leslie and her, and I would not back down now.

She laughed as the blood began to flow, impressing the spectators with her enthusiasm. This too, would pass.

…

Raven was here, and his skeleton took me aside – once more, we are bleached white and broken, we are bound.

I did not have time for him, today. His bones ground together with every movement, a fine chalk dust marking his steps. His irritation was only second to my own.

Together, we pretended that we could ignore each other, and looked for a way home.

…

I found her in the dig. She was thought to be dead, and not without cause. The oils and dirt covered her so completely that she had been passed over countless times, mistaken for landscape.

I took her in my arms and began to wash her, softly, with lukewarm water that felt like fire to her skin. She saw me, in that moment, and we knew that we belonged to each other.

…

For every story I keep, a thousand leave me forever.

Once More With Feeling : Roommate Needed ASAP!

This is a two-story house a 3-min walk away from Billings Bridge, which has 97 service until after 2AM. The 1 and 111 routes are a block away, and the 5 literally stops on the front door.

There’s a convenience store right across the street, and within a 2-minute walk there’s a Blockbuster, Market Fresh, and everything else you need in a mini mall.

The house itself was renovated last year, and is two stories, with the upstairs having a separate entrance. Downstairs there is myself, Leslie, and Suzanne, and living upstairs there’s a geek (Charles) with scads of old computers and DVDs, and another geek (Jason) with spindles of PS/DC games and a Juno-106. The third roommate upstairs is leaving, and the room will be vacant as of October 1st.

We have the full digital cable package, rogers high speed internet PLUS 3-meg uncapped DSL, and about 150GB of shared apps/movies/games/mp3s on our PC network. There is also a gas fireplace, and the house is not physically attached to any others, if you’re concerned about noise.

The location used to be a cafe, so there’s a massive wooden cafe-style deck on the front porch, with a barbeque. We have a HUGE lot/backyard. Before it was fenced in, there’d be a half-dozen schoolbuses and mack trucks parked there every night.

This is a liberal and GLB-friendly environment, and we are looking for an intelligent, financially stable roommate who wants more than another place to crash or a place for his friends to party all the time.

Rent is 450 a month, including phone/cable/both internet connections/heat/hydro/etc. First and last is not required. Interested parties can reach me at jairus-at-restraint-dot-org, or by replying to this post. (Apologies for any crossposting)

Das Lied der Texans

A Texas high school apologized today after flying the Nazi flag and playing Deutschland Uber Alles at a half-time show on Friday (the start of the Jewish New Year holiday of Rosh Hashana).

Band Director Charles Grissom says of the event, “The kids and myself, we caused a reaction, and we certainly didn’t mean to. We’ll use it as a learning situation.”

Also: Last night a mix tape saved my life – Celebrating 40 years of the cassette / Japan’s Earth Simulator gets its very first hurricane / Russia bans posters of the US dollar getting fucked.

a wicked law, like cholera, destroys everyone it touches

Drug War Victims:

John Hirko, 21 years old: An unarmed man with no prior offenses was shot to death in his house by a squad of masked police. In a no-knock raid, they tossed a smoke grenade in through a window, setting the house on fire. Hirko, suspected of dealing small amounts of marijuana and cocaine, was found face down on his stairway, shot in the back while fleeing the burning building. When the fire was finally put out, officers found some marijuana seeds in an unsinged plastic bag.

Tony Marinez, 19 years old: Officers conducted a drug raid on a mobile home in De Valle. Martinez, who was not the target of the raid, was asleep on the couch when the raid commenced. Hearing the front door smashed open, he sat up, and was shot to death in the chest.

Alberto Sepulveda, 11 years old: Alberto was killed by a shotgun blast to the back while following police orders and lying face down on the floor during a SWAT raid. He was a seventh-grader at Prescott Senior Elementary School.

(More at Drug WarRant.)

NO offense

Open Letter To The Roommates Upstairs:

One of you good folk has failed to keep your system updated and patched. As a result, during the format of my desktop/server today, my computer was attacked and compromised by a DCOM exploit worm on the local network mere seconds after it booted for the first time. I know that the worm did not originate from Leslie or Suzanne’s PCs, because I personally patched them against this exploit long before a single worm was written for it.

This has caused me to lose no small amount of non-recoverable data, including all user and configuration info for the restraint.org and harsh-reality.com web and email services. I expect the recreation of this data to take no less than several days of work. In the interim, web, mail, ftp and other services will be non-functional and/or severely degraded.

If you could find the time over the next day or so to prevent your systems from taking further hostile actions against mine, it would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you for your consideration, fuckers.

187

I’m at my mothers, taking a break away from the relentless video game battle that has consumed my brothers and I for the last few hours.

I am surrounded by boxes. Boxen. My mother’s moving tomorrow, and it could be a very, very long time before I see her again. Charlie, my little brother, is going with her.

Adam’s already left. Christo was the first to go, and Paul isn’t staying. Venk’s still here, but we don’t talk, really. We haven’t since I’ve moved back. I don’t think this is likely to change.

My potential ‘best men’ are all in absentia, as it were, and now most of my immediate family is about to leave as well.

Soon, there won’t be anything outside my house for me at all, in this town.

Inappropriate grokking of young teens

Texan parents are looking to remove “Brave New World” and “Stranger in a Strange Land” from the curriculum.

“We feel this is inappropriate for the ages of the students at (the) Science Academy or at any South Texas ISD High School,” parent Julie Wilde said of Brave New World, adding that the books may lead to “inappropriate sexual arousal of young teens.”

(Update: The South Texas ISD board voted unanimously to keep both books.)