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Conservatives and ReactionariesThe meaning of words is too important to ignore in politics, and there is one word that has been mutilated into something grotesque by the worst elements of our political discourse. Conservative. Its an idea that advocates trying to preserve things as they are by emphasizing stability and continuity. It is an ideology that does not fear change, but simply wishes for it to be managed well. Too many politicians identifying as conservative today are in fact reactionaries. Reactionaries oppose modernism and seek a return to "the way things were," a goal historically being both futile and self destructive; something the current Republican party is demonstrating with startling persistance. True conservatives are not concerned with trivial changes in our culture, but rather the long term continuity of the national spirit. The Reactionaries have been given their moment, and it is time to send them back to irrelevance where they belong.
A New Conservative Party
Given the remaining candidates out of the initial crop of crazy; and the nature of the Republican Party in the last three years alone (not counting their actions under the Bush administration); isn't it time we wrote them off and called for a new Conservative Party? Lets face it; short of a Constitutional Amendment establishing Instant Runoff voting; this is the best option we have right now.
Its important to note that this is how politics has worked in America since the Federalists and the Democratic-Republicans; every time one party fell out of touch with the interests of the public, they found themselves being replaced by someone more appropriate. The Federalists were replaced by the Whigs, Democrat-Republicans were replaced by the Democrats, the Whigs were replaced by the Republicans. With the current GOP swap of Congressional and Presidential candidates all championing platforms that are either antiquated, xenophobic, or ineffective at actually addressing this country's problems;
College SolutionsOur higher education system is medieval, backwards, and in many ways more broken that our public education system.
Sure, students shoulder 70% of the financial burden for operating costs of most colleges.
Yes, professors get tenure that makes them immune to criticism and insultingly bad teaching and failing rates.
And it is true that students have no rights whatsoever to negotiate the contracts they signed with their respective schools.
That is not the biggest problem though.
The biggest problem, for engineering colleges at least, is the way they breed a culture into our future movers and shakers that discourages cooperation, and does not adequately prepare them to not only survive in the industry as it is, but to adapt as it changes.
In almost every class, you are told to sign a "student contract," that says you will not plagiarize or cheat, or do anything else unethical.
Well the definition of "cheating," for some teachers is the act of asking people who have taken the class before f
I Am the 99 PercentI was a near 4.0 student in high school.
By age 17 had already served my country as a civil servant twice as a Congressional and State Senate Page.
Since as long as I can remember I've wanted to be an Astronaut.
So I worked hard and with the support of my family and a letter from my Congressman, got accepted into a good college to study Aerospace Engineering.
I've studied hard, and thanks to the government's FAFSA loan program and a some help from my family have been able to go to school for four years without a private loan.
My grades aren't great, but I love what I wanna do too much to give up when things get tough.
I've never expected help from anybody, and have always been willing to make it on my own steam if I have to, but I appreciate all the help I can get, and will take any advantage I find.
My parents worked hard their entire lives and have always lived within their means.
When the company my dad had worked for folded, he started his own business at 55 and thanks to years of
Rise of the TranshumansThe last battle for equal rights won't be for racial equality;
It won't be for gender equality;
Not for sexual or gender orientation;
It will be a battle between two species:
Humans and Transhumans.
Unlike the other battles for equality, this one will be more than figurative;
It will take a great expense of blood
And in all likelihood result in the eventual extinction of the human race.
That's how dominant species function,
As one rises the other must logically fall
Transhumans will be smarter, stronger, and more capable than humans
Humans will eventually stop being the masters of their own planet
Transhumans will take the jobs of the elites, and outperform their human counterparts
Humans will respond, violently as usual
But they will loose.
What may start as a quest for equality for by both
Will end with the extinction of one.
Last GaspHalfway through 2011 we find ourselves in a much more complicated world than anytime since the Age of Enlightenment.
In America 52% of the country has stated that they don't have a problem with Gay Marriage and the US Military has begun the process to let gays and in many cases Women serve openly. Texas, California, and New Mexico have all become Majority Minority States and the others will soon join that status. A larger percentage of Americans are in favor of Legalizing Marijuana today (46% as of 2010) than ever before.
In the Middle East a new generation of activists have in many cases peacefully overthrown old authoritarian governments and installed new democratic regimes. Even in the cases where revolution had gone violent or failed, the new tools of political movement, the Internet and a camera, have enabled a new wave of political change and liberalization.
As of 2011 the United Nations declared access to a Free and Open Internet a fundamental right of humanity...
...and yet, th
I willI will love you
all the way to the place where ladybirds go to die,
to the lushest corners of the earth
that hold the secrets no man was meant to see
and we will find them, and know them together.
I will love you
all the way to the place where bubbles are made
at the bottom of a glass of cider
that blisters the glass with condensation
as we trade hats and laugh at the way the air smiles.
I will love you
all the way inside a branch where buds dream of Becoming,
where those one-day-flowers stir wooden hearts
into an uprising, into a blossoming life
and we will plant our ambitions there, in the blooming place.
I will love you
all the way to the square brackets that hold our boxes
because you are my best friends, and you will be
as we fold papery hands around paper-cut wrists and cry
and mourn eighty-odd years flown by too fast. Even then.
Even then, I will love you still.
Beyond LoveYou say 'beautiful' like a mistake -
like it slipped out unwarranted
from those dark parts of your mind
that you don't want me to go to,
you say it like that.
You caress like it's worship -
like if you pressed too hard
or took too much, you'd pay the price
and I love those urgent times when
you're willing to pay it.
You teach me love like I'll die without it -
like if you don't defrost me
and my frozen image of myself,
then I might stop breathing
and extinguish beneath my own icy damnation.
You kiss me like you have to -
like we're sharing an oxygen tank
in a toxic, broken-down universe
and you are trying not to breathe
to save me.
You kiss me like that.
You love me, like that -
how am I supposed to resist
a man who loves me beyond his own sense
and senses - beyond love ?
In SanityI find myself in a world of white,
This place it feels so pure.
The Sun's rays are warm and bright
I've never felt so sure.
I explore the land and all its sights,
I enjoy the world's grand tour.
I wander around until the night
Shows what it has in store.
In the darkness, a speck of light
Reveals a hidden door.
I turn the handle and peer inside,
A sight I can't endure.
I turn to run, to escape my plight,
I dare not to explore.
But something inside catches my eye,
I can't resist the lure.
I awake to find myself tied tight,
A voice tries to assure,
"This one may finally fix you right,
Maybe this is the cure."
kafka has been dead foreveri.
I am going to cut the veins out of my neck:
pull the stars from the legiments
drown the cities in bruises
I am going to burn in hell:
tear down the pyramids, the faces, the continents
the weight of the universe
(if I live to be 20
I will know the landscape of my mind
as well as the bottom of the ocean
& people I've never met)
Stereotypical SuicideSuicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a family,
Nobody who lives for their care,
Nobody who wants them around,
Nobody who helps them through life,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has friends,
Not a person there for a simple hug,
Not a person existing for a reassuring look,
Not a person around to leave the words,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a home,
No place to live and feel happy in so,
No place to live without leaving again,
No place to live to avoid the truth,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a love,
Nothing there to hold them in warm arms,
Nothing there for a kiss to remember,
Nothing there to be a greatness in life,
Suicide is not a stereotype.
Not everyone has a someone,
"Don't do it - for your family
They mean nothing to me anymore,
"Don't do it - for your friends"
Friends? What friends? They don't exist,
"Don't do it - what about home
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
sunset soon forgottenin a single moment all her greatness collapsed,
her soulfulness small and full of absence.
i am wild
with infinite shades of yes -
and a careless smile
so kiss me quick
under the sun
(just until the pain leaves)
DunesOut on the dunes, you could be walking on the moon
Maybe you are, maybe we are; see that planet in the sky?
How much more can be said about body heat, about
Sucking the marrow from bones in a vain attempt to quench?
Disheveled by dust-storms in an ocean of sand, we walk
Blank-window eyes searching for what, some sort of life?
Our feet are heavy, the ground wants to eat them; no moon, this
Now the sky is the color of sand, and there are no stars to wish on
Sweat and dead weight, we wait for the coolness of night
Fatigued, delusional, we see a rusty car approach; we get in
PompeiiI will lay my body at the base of your columns
Waiting for the flaking of your warpaint;
This could make all the difference.
The whore-babble language of your oracle
Heard from the great taproot
Tastes like sodden wool in another's mouth
This is what I have to say in the dark
With your hand smothering my hip and side
Like a cloud meant for Pompeii,
And the fires are never drenched.
I have collected your warpaint
Swept and scooped from the base
In flakes no bigger than glitter
To adhere to myself
Like sticky snails to leaves.
The eternal tremors will knock them free.
Into the VoidWe live in an amazing age of scientific discovery
Engineers at Ad Astra have nearly perfected the VASIMR drive
An engine that would make a 39 day trip to Mars possible
Scientists have recently made a breakthrough in cryogenic research
Keeping a person in suspended animation for decades may only be years away.
The birth of Space Tourism is driving a new era of competition in the Aerospace Industry
New Earth to Orbit shuttle designs are becoming safer and more efficient as time goes on
New extrasolar bodies are literally being discovered as fast as we can build the instruments to detect them
Some astronomers have gone so far to say that we will find an Earth-like-planet by May of 2011
What does all this mean?
It means that you and I are living in an era where interstellar travel may soon become a reality
It means that in a matter of decades, human beings could make the first manned expedition to an New Earth
It means that we might finally confirm if we have any cosmic brethren out in the
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