Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag ten friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!
If you’ve been keeping up with what the media is saying about Darren Wilson, you may have read this article that claims he suffered a blowout fracture: a fracture of one or more bones surrounding the eye. Here is a screencap from the article of a CT scan.
In the original version of this post, I assumed this to be Darren Wilson’s CT scan, as the author wanted the average reader to believe. I was not the only one to do so. "To be fair, Hoft never explicitly says that the CT Scan in his post was that of the officer; however, he clearly invites the reader to draw that impression. Further, there is no convincing reason to scrub the reference to the University of Iowa other than to hide the fact that this is very obviously not a CT Scan of Officer Wilson.”
When the article later stated that “police sources” said 12 witnesses had taken Wilson’s side, I was incredible skeptical, obviously.
This article lists the side effects of an orbital blowout fracture. It also posts a video taken by Piaget Crenshaw, a woman who lives on the street where Mike Brown was killed. The video shows Darren Wilson standing around Mike’s body soon after his murder, showing no signs of pain; and you see the officer he’s reporting to acting like Wilson hasn’t been injured at all. That isn’t very likely for someone who would have visible signs of trauma.
The second article also shows “Darren’s” CT scan, and one that looks exactly like it, but: in the corner it says UNIV OF IOWA ETC-TC. Just to check up on this, I looked up the words “university of iowa blowout fracture” and set Google to where it would show posts from before this year, guess what. On uiowa.edu, this CT scan was on a page made in 2008. [It’s about all kinds of eye trauma.]Below is a screencap with the url in it so you can see what I’m talking about, if you don’t want to scroll through a page with graphic injuries. [This simply tells you that Hoft, author of article one, wanted the average reader to see this CT scan as proof of Brown attacking Wilson, therefore justifying his murder.]
(“There’s no more racism in America! We have a black President!”)
Now listen to me. If an article does not post credible sources (“two local St. Louis sources” does not count at all) or only goes off what the police is saying: double, triple, quadruple check it before you share the information, just to cause less hysteria for everyone trying to stay updated on these horrific events.
This is an updated version of the post I had just reblogged while calling out an inaccuracy. Reblogging the more accurate version (I’ll still leave the old one up, though I’m about to edit it, just because I want to keep clarity over all of this).
If you’ve been keeping up with what the media is saying about Darren Wilson, you may have read this article that claims he suffered a blowout fracture: a fracture of one or more bones surrounding the eye. Here is a screencap from the article of “Darren Wilson’s” CT scan….
I do have just one issue with this post, and it’s that it claims that the store’s lawyers say they never saw Mike Brown that weekend. He never says that in the linked video.
What he says is that they don’t know if the person in the video is Mike Brown or not, and that they had not seen that person (whether it was Mike Brown or not) prior to the events seen on the security footage.
Everything else in the post is spot on (including the fact that The Gateway Pundit is tricking people into believing that the image is from Darren Wilson — The Gateway Pundit is not a credible news site).
But in calling out the B.S., we have to be sure that we are not engaging in any B.S. ourselves, and the statements of the lawyer in that YouTube video are being twisted out of context to fit the desired narrative.
Which may just be cop-talk for “we’re gonna have you lay low until the heat dies down.”
Of course, that doesn’t change the fact that threatening a white guy carries more punishment than killing a black guy (unlike Ray Albers, Darren Wilson is still collecting paychecks during his suspension).
Knowing my parents, probably not. But I just finished the CHKDSK and it restarted and gave me a message saying that the archive was OK, and didn’t tell me about anything that it hadn’t been able to repair. The computer seems to be running OK for now. We’ll see if it stays that way, though.
The only things that would really suck to lose are photos (almost everything else is freebie games that they’ve downloaded, plus any bloatware that came with those games), but I think my mom likes to keep those in her camera even after she transfers them. Still, if I had any blank CD-ROMs I’d be backing up the photos right now just in case. But I don’t have any blanks at the moment.
I just looked up at my parents’ computer and the screen said DISK BOOT FAILURE, INSERT SYSTEM DISK AND PRESS ENTER
Looks like I get to troubleshoot their hard drive (and maybe tell them that their computer is dead if that doesn’t work). The computer’s only a few years old (well, I think sometime around 2008 — it’s got Windows Vista), so hopefully this isn’t the death knell.
Currently running CHKDSK to look for errors, and hoping that any which are found are able to be repaired.
OK, I think it’s bedtime. 34 hours awake from Monday night through my parents’ departure yesterday to now…I think it’s time to hope that all the Final Fantasy II that I played today doesn’t pervade my dreams (basically it was a day of fighting whatever baddies I could in order to level up and gain gil to buy mythril weapons/armor, but if I have those fights in my dreams they won’t go so well).
Of course, the other things on my mind are Robin Williams and Ferguson, so who knows if I even have a shot at avoiding nightmares this morning. But I can’t stay up forever, so I guess I’d better roll the proverbial dice and see what I end up with. Maybe if I play music while I sleep things will be OK (I’m thinking Alice in Chains Unplugged, which at the moment is a reminder of my recent trip to L.A. where I listened to some of it with my homie down there).
The Wiz is on one of the HBO channels right now and I’m bummed that in the info window on Dish Network they don’t give Nipsey Russell billing at all. Not only is he one of the main characters (the Tin Man), but the dude was the Poet Laureate of Television all through my childhood and he can’t get a mention in the description?
I know Michael Jackson and Diana Ross and Richard Pryor were bigger draws, but Nipsey was the man.
“Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.”—Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via wordsnquotes)
the US is unreal like girls cant wear shorts to school, you can literally lose your job for being gay, and unarmed black children are brutally murdered on the regular but old white ppl r still like “what a beautiful country. i can freely carry a gun for no reason and some of our mountains look like presidents. god bless”
It’s the third day of Shark Week, and Discovery has already come under fire for their programming choices.
I didn’t watch a minute of Shark Week — as far as I’m concerned the Discovery Channel has lost all of its credibility (this year’s “Shark of Darkness: The Wrath of Submarine” was based on a hoax in the 1970s when some reporters decided to find out how gullible their readers were).
Looks like many others — including scientists who now refuse to work with Discovery — are coming to the same conclusion about the trustworthiness of the channel.
Mostly putting this here because I think kaiyves will find it interesting, but others among you may enjoy reading it as well.
YOU FUCKIN’ GUESSED IT. THE GUILLERMO DEL TORO REBOOT OF DISNEY’S THE HAUNTED MANSION. I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE NEWS OF PRODUCTION TO START FOR FOUR YEARS.FOUR MOTHER FUCKING YEARS. I AM ECSTATIC. I AM ON CLOUD NINE. FINALLY, MY FAVORITE RIDE AT DISNEY IS GETTING A PROPER FILM ADAPTATION. FINALLY!!!1!
The source define-werewolf’s ass, because that’s where this one was pulled out of. They posted this in February, and it’s now August, and the movie doesn’t even have a script yet.
Was tagged in the thing, so I’m doing the thing. Because I’m a rebel like that.
I spent all morning before my trip to L.A. troubleshooting my iPod so I could have music and movies for the flight. Successfully got it working and loaded with content, then proceeded to read on the plane (both there and back) and never touched the iPod on the whole trip.
Even though Phil Harris was the voice of Baloo in Disney’s The Jungle Book and voiced Little John in Disney’s Robin Hood, when I listen to The Jack Benny Program and hear his voice, I can’t hear those characters at all, no matter how hard I try (even though he didn’t change his voice at all for the characters).
I really like Stephen King, but I can’t stand Dean Koontz (who writes the same genre). And I couldn’t tell you why.
I’ve never been to a circus. Unless you count Circus Circus in Vegas, where I’d spend many hours watching the same three acts over and over again while waiting for my parents to finish gambling downstairs.
I don’t have a scale, but I weighed myself in L.A. and was about 25-30 pounds lighter than I thought I was. I also lost two pounds while I was down there, even though I ate pretty well compared to normal.
Stop acting like people can only focus on one thing at once. You can care about Ferguson, ALS, Gaza, Ukraine, Edward Snowden, the melting polar ice caps and a myriad of other things all at the same time; if you cared about everything you care about 100% of the time you’d be going to Tower Records every Tuesday and buying 736 CDs and 473 DVD—hey! It’s Kermit the Frog! …wait, he sips tea?
That phrase has always bugged me. They’re right, “money can’t (directly) buy you happiness”.
But it’s a HELL of a lot easier to find happiness when you’re got a full belly, and safe and warm place to stay, a reliable car, and you’re not worried about getting sick because you can’t afford it. If you don’t have access to money, you can still be happy, but there will always be a voice in the back of your mind telling you to be careful…
I’ve always amended the saying to “money can’t buy you happiness, but it’ll get you a great long-term lease on it.”
No, but seriously, I always had a soft spot for the brontosaurus (apologies if that’s not the correct name anymore, or if that’s not technically a dinosaur — I learned about them in the 1980s and a lot of knowledge has changed since then).
I figure anything that’s that large and yet just eats plants when it could swallow most other dinosaurs whole (and large enough to need two brains, no less) has got to be a pretty groovy dinosaur.
Literally just slept for over 24 hours. I think that’s a record. I only woke up once, and I heard the TV on in the front room. I looked at the clock, which said 5:24, and thought, “Oh, I forgot to turn that TV off when I went to bed!”
So I got up to turn it off, but caught the reflection of Stepdad in one of the pictures framed in the short hall between my door and the front room, and realized — it was 5:24 PM, not AM, and I had not left the TV on, he had turned it on to watch stuff. Then I went to bed and slept for another 12 hours.
Totally spaced on a new Night Vale coming out last night. Guess I need to get typing on that. Usually I’ve got my transcript posted by now; hope people aren’t mad about waiting a few extra hours.
THEN I’ll get to trying to catch up on some of what I’ve missed over these past few days.
Just got back from my L.A. trip. I may as well have left my laptop at home — it never came out of its case except to go through airport security.
Gonna call it an early night tonight (I’m still recovering, I think, from what ended up being about 46 hours awake between Sunday and Monday), but I’ll be back online tomorrow!
It sucked knowing that I was so (relatively) close to some of you and couldn’t see you, but rest assured, some of you who live in the area were definitely on my mind.
And now I wait a couple of days, and then I’ve got this place to myself for four weeks while my parents go on a vacation of their own. So that’s groovy. And then a couple days after they get back, it’s off to Walt Disney World for me. It’s kind of nice to be breaking the routine for a couple of months.
Anyway, I’ll be catching up with at least some of what I missed tomorrow, though there’s no way I’ll be able to catch up with everything. Goodnight, tumblr!
Still awake. Made the mistake of deciding to update the music on my iPod before this evening’s flight, and my computer told me that the iPod was corrupt. Then it failed completely to fix it.
I ran through every circular troubleshooting step (after following the directions and the appropriate links for my situation, I would end up right back where I started). iTunes was telling me I needed to restore my iPod, but then telling me that my iPod can’t be restored (it’s about 6 or 7 years old, an old 3rd Generation 4GB Nano so I’ve been dreading the day it gives up the ghost). Then the computer wouldn’t recognize that I was plugging the iPod in at all.
Then the computer stopped recognizing my DVD-ROM.
I was this close to reverting to an old backup (and it’s been far too long since I’ve set a restore point so I would have lost a lot, probably), but I chickened out and just restarted regularly instead.
Twice. The first time, everything was the same. The second time, it not only started up, but l have now synced songs to the iPod.
Next I’ll be uninstalling the DVD-ROM through the Device Manager so I can see if the computer recognizes it as new when I restart again.
But I may do that in L.A. Or when I come back, if I decide not to take the laptop at all.
At some point I need to sleep some — I need to be out the door in under 8 hours.
Just checked in for my flight to L.A. tonight. Now the pre-flight jitters officially begin.
I should probably check the L.A. weather for the next couple of days to be sure I don’t need a jacket or anything (all I am bringing is a backpack of stuff and it’s supposed to be 100º here tomorrow so I’d rather not feel like I need to show up to the airport in a jacket).
Looks like I’m OK on weather. Highs in the 80s, lows in the 60s. As Phil Collins would say…
Once I go to bed (not sure when that will be yet — I’ve got 13 hours until I leave for the airport and I got up at about 2:30 yesterday morning so I should be getting tired soon, but pre-flight jitters make sleep hard) I’ll be scarce until late Wednesday night (or Thursday if I just go straight to bed when I get home). If you want me to see something, @mention me (since if you tag me in a reblog tumblr won’t tell me) or hit up my inbox.
If I don’t post again before I go, y’all be good to each other while I’m gone.
America is some fucked up dystopian shit honestly like how are y’all even surviving? Paying for healthcare? $60,000 on tuition? POC getting shot in Wal-Marts? White men shooting up elementary schools? That’s terrifying I’m worried about all of you