One year ago today, I lost my job because of a photo I took, and began my fifteen minutes of fame.
My, how time flies.
Enthusiastically Ambiverted Hopepunk
One year ago today, I lost my job because of a photo I took, and began my fifteen minutes of fame.
My, how time flies.
After finding out about tonight’s eclipse earlier today, I started wondering if I could get any halfway decent shots of it. Since the camera I’m using allows longer exposures (up to eight seconds), I figured it’d be worth a shot.
First priority, though, was a tripod, as there was no way I was going to be able to hold my hands perfectly steady through an eight second exposure. I swung through the Kit’s Camera after work, picked up a cheap-but-functional tripod (the Quantaray QXS 2001, for \$19.99), and declared myself ready to go.
Once the eclipse started and the moon rose enough that I could see it over the buildings, I climbed up the fire escape to the roof of my building and started experimenting. It took some fiddling around before I got something useable — it’s been far too many years since I took a photography class, and I really haven’t got a clue about f-stops, apertures, or any of the rest of that professional mumbo-jumbo — but eventually, I managed to get a few that were decent. Not great — but decent (hey, a 3X zoom lens can only get you so close…).
Still, I’m rather happy with them — and I’ve got until 2007 to practice for the next lunar eclipse, anyway. ;)
“Ain’t Necessarily So” by Bronski Beat from the album Singles Collection 1984-1990, The (1990, 4:08).
John reminded me that there’s a lunar eclipse tonight. If the skies stay as clear as they are right now, I may climb up to the roof of my apartment building and see if I can get any decent pictures.
In the meantime, I present this handy-dandy guide to eclipse terminology.
(Images from Tom Weller‘s seminal 1985 technical opus, Science Made Stupid)
“Fascination Street (Extended)” by Cure, The from the album Mixed Up (1990, 8:48).

I’ve never been a fan of Eminem. I tend to find his music boring, and his lyrics violent, misogynistic, homophobic, and offensive.
That said…
Hot damn this video is a powerful piece of work.
From Salon’s writeup:
With his history of homophobia and his long-running beef with MoveOn supporter Moby, Eminem is an even less likely lefty hero than Howard Stern. But the just-released video for his new anti-Bush song “Mosh,” makes “Fahrenheit 9/11” look like a GOP campaign spot, and it will almost certainly reach an audience that wouldn’t think of shelling out for a documentary.
The beautifully animated video, which is directed by Ian Inaba, opens with a classroom. At the front is a man in a blue suit, his face buried in an upside down children’s book that says “My Pet,” with a picture of a bush. Just as the man is revealed to be Eminem, the scene changes, and we see the singer taping up newspaper stories to a wall — “Sick Wounded Troops Held in Squalor,” says one. “Civil Liberties at Stake,” says another. “Bush Knew,” says a third.
In five minutes, Eminem manages a furious indictment of the administration that will likely resonate among many troops in Iraq as well as disaffected kids here at home.
After watching the video, I’m still no fan of the music. But wow.
This is good.
Pity it didn’t come out a few months ago.
“Closer (Further Away)” by Nine Inch Nails from the album Closer to God (1994, 5:45).
Who comes up with these headlines?
Damn near made me spew my drink all over the computer screen.
(via Wonkette)
Realistically, there’s likely no real chance that they’ll win this case, but I’m definitely in support of equal rights for breasts (and not just because I’m a big fan of breasts in general — there’s definitely an element of sexual discrimination in here).
Athela “Beaner” Frandsen is like many 15-year-old girls — she loves science, computer games and her pet rat, Luna. But just beneath the surface of the quiet-voiced, well-mannered Melbourne teenager exists a passionate women’s rights activist who has been battling the court system since the age of 9.
Her struggle began a few weeks before her 10th birthday, when Athela got bad news from her mother, Jan.
“When I was playing at the park as a young girl, I would get hot, so I would just take my shirt off like the other boys my age did to cool down,” says Athela. “But one day, my mother informed me that once I turned 10, I would no longer be able to take my shirt off to cool down because the law doesn’t allow girls over the age of 10 to do so. I didn’t think this was very fair.”
Her parents, Melbourne naturists Jan and Marvin Frandsen, agreed.
“It broke my heart to have to explain to her that she was considered different than the boys her age,” says Jan. “I didn’t want to tell her because she was just about to turn 10, and that’s an age when a lot of little girls have a drop in self-esteem.”
Frustrated, Jan says she began calling old friends to see if they were interested in joining a lawsuit against Brevard County. Eight other women, ages 38 to 75, said yes, including a school teacher, a co-founder of a Fort Pierce nudist community and an ex-NASA worker who pled guilty to sprinkling white powder in an envelope with her water bill during the nation’s anthrax scare. Together, the women have been nicknamed the Topfree 10.
“I just began calling anyone I could think of to see if they’d be interested in coming together to fight the law,” says Jan, “Two of the women I knew from church, and the rest were from different walks of life.”
Once she garnered support for their cause, Jan approached married Merritt Island attorneys Mark and Lisa Tietig. Mark Tietig emphasizes that the case has less to do with a women wanting to go topless, and more to do with equal rights.
“This case is about changing a law that actually criminalizes and punishes women for doing something men can do,” says Mark Tietig. “It’s essentially one of the last laws on the books that works that way.”
I’m pretty sure that the societal taboos are a little to ingrained in our culture for this to go much of anywhere. Still, the group makes some really good points:
“Basically this type of law labels a woman as being genetically inferior,” she says. “The law then becomes government-sponsored discrimination … . Once you place a woman in an inferior position automatically from birth, it becomes a small step to other unequal treatment.”
[…]
In the lawsuit, the Topfree 10 points out that the only legal means to expose female breasts is for the gratification of others, not for a woman’s comfort.
“Only by baring breasts in a commercially sexual context; e.g., for strip-show spectators, commercial marketers, or others with interests apparently deemed more compelling and/or immediate than the woman’s own interests, heath, or comfort; may women legally bare their breasts in public at times other than those when their breasts are allowed to be exposed for breastfeeding children.”
Jan says people who view breasts in an uncomfortable manner because of their sexual connotation need to “grow up.”
“It’s ridiculous to define women by their gender. It’s like saying that black people by their color or Indian people by their heritage are dangerous [and should be criminalized],” says Jan, “when they should be judging people by who they are and what they do.”
Topfree member Shirley Mason thinks this lawsuit isn’t about exposing breasts; it’s about exposing discriminatory laws. […] “If it’s not the color of skin, the age of skin, the covering and uncovering of skin, then it’s the gender of the person’s skin that people find a reason for irrational prejudice and discrimination,” says Mason.
You go, girls.
“Remember (Mood II Swing)” by BT from the album Remember (1997, 7:36).
(via Mike)
“Sinister Exaggerator” by Primus from the album Miscellaneous Debris (1992, 3:37).
I came across something that surprised me this morning — one of the more frequent commenters on this site, who (from what I’ve been able to tell in the past) shares my disgust with Bush and what his administration has done to this country, won’t be voting.
Lisa came over to me with a somewhat excited yet serious look on her face, insisting that I turn down the TV. “It’s the Gallup Poll,” she explained. As much as we both wanted her to be the one to do it, their attempt at randomness pegged me (whoever had the most recent birthday). Why her? Well, I knew that in the end they would be asking whether or not you are likely to vote and I would have to say “No,” which could effect the way my answers would be used. And don’t bother asking why somewhat who despises Bush as much as I do won’t be voting – just accept it, or be prepared for a full-on lecture regarding my beliefs.
Well, it looks like I need to be prepping myself for that full-on lecture, because I just do not get it. I can almost understand the people who don’t bother to vote because they don’t bother to pay attention to anything beyond the latest reality television programming — it saddens me, but I can (almost) understand.
But what I don’t understand is how someone who actually pays attention and has at least two brain cells to rub together (qualities I’d ascribe to most, if not all, of the people who I’ve noticed stop by here regularly) — especially someone who openly admits that they consider Bush to be “possibly the worst President ever” and that “if I were voting it would be for Kerry” — wouldn’t vote.
Not only do I not understand, but I have to admit, I find it very hard to respect the opinion of someone who won’t excercise their right to do what they can to influence the direction and government of the country.
As I’ve said in the past, as far as I’m concerned, if you don’t vote, than you have no right to bitch if you don’t like where things are going. From a letter to a friend in Alaska in April 2003:
I know that a lot of people I know have historically not paid much attention to politics, especially in Alaska. Heck, by the time most people in Alaska are voting, we usually have a good idea who’s going to win in a national election, and a lot of people use that as a point in the “why bother?” argument. However, I think if we paid attention to the 2000 elections enough to actually learn something, it might have been that individual votes, no matter how inconsequential they might seem, do count. What if just a few thousand — or even a few hundred — of the people who usually say “why bother?” had shown up at the polls in Florida? Bush didn’t win the popular vote, and he only got the Electoral College vote by a narrow margin. If there were a bit less apathy, and a bit more action behind the grumbling I hear so often, we might have a very different country today.
Okay, then, so what about all you in Alaska? I could easily imagine a lot of Alaskans returning to the same old argument of how Alaskan votes don’t really count, because of the way the Electoral College is set up. That may be so, but…I’ve never been one to let that stop me from voting. Whether or not it “matters” in the grand scheme of things, I’ve always thought that if you don’t even make the attempt to voice your opinion, than you really don’t have much grounds to stand on when you start to complain. A democracy — our democracy — can only work if ‘we the people’ actually care enough to pay attention to it, to get involved, and to shake off the apathy that all too often keeps people away from the polls. Put most simply, in my (not necessarily) humble opinion, if you don’t vote, you’ve got absolutely no right to bitch. Do you believe that one candidate is better than another? Stand behind that belief, express it, and I’ll be a lot more likely to listen to you than if you just sit at home and abdicate your right to any say.
On top of that, even if you refuse to vote in the Presidential election, that’s hardly the only thing on the ballot. Local races, initiatives, Gubernatorial and Senatorial choices, all of these can make a difference not just in the quality of life for where you live, but in the direction our country takes in the long run (we actually stand a chance, slim as it might be, of getting a Democratic majority in DC again).
How anyone can claim to care about the state of affairs in the country, but not care enough to vote, is beyond me.
21 reasons for war with Iraq, by 10 key players, circa September 2001 through October 2002 via a study by University of Illinois, Urbana-Champaign student Devon Largio (now graduated).
The table below illustrates who deployed each rationale.
(via BOP)
“Injected With a Poison (Pat Krimson)” by Khan, Praga from the album Injected With a Poison (1998, 4:49).