<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709</id><updated>2024-08-27T11:11:08.378+03:00</updated><title type='text'>dystropia</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;Most Heady and Abstract&quot; she said. We shall overcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>lemania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18006300020894524564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112766570735694352</id><published>2005-09-25T19:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:50:33.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><summary type="text">This is a private message to my sis -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112766570735694352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112766570735694352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112766570735694352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112766570735694352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/09/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112486908149736487</id><published>2005-08-24T10:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T10:38:01.513+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Tears</title><summary type="text">One normally returns to their summer photographs a few months later in a mild state of nostalgia. Before this happens, a very brief selection.SolitudeTorch RelayLandscapeFuelPassengerAugust Moon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112486908149736487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112486908149736487' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112486908149736487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112486908149736487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/08/winter-tears.html' title='Winter Tears'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112258009143264155</id><published>2005-07-28T22:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:59:16.853+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not Amerika</title><summary type="text">This could be a hoax. I personally doubt it is, though. The way that old Brit saw it (and his readers&#39; original comments) are interesting enough for a repost.TALKING POINTS FOR MAN SHOT DEAD* Urgent Release For All Press Talking Points for man mistakenly killed by UK police. The following points should be emphasised in your reports:The dead man is to be referred to as the &quot;suspect&quot; and never the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112258009143264155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112258009143264155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112258009143264155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112258009143264155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-not-amerika.html' title='This is not Amerika'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112091852675040226</id><published>2005-07-09T18:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T17:15:26.763+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.</title><summary type="text">What follows is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005, at Stanford. Visit this page for an official transcript link and a video feed.&quot;I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112091852675040226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112091852675040226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112091852675040226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112091852675040226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112077858026417212</id><published>2005-07-08T02:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:23:19.596+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Londoners</title><summary type="text">   We are all Londoners. Supporting all victims of any terrorist attacks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112077858026417212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112077858026417212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112077858026417212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112077858026417212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-are-all-londoners.html' title='We Are All Londoners'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-112057941173783749</id><published>2005-07-05T19:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T19:03:31.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Chance?</title><summary type="text"></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/112057941173783749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/112057941173783749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112057941173783749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/112057941173783749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-chance.html' title='Last Chance?'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111845695744447581</id><published>2005-06-10T23:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:21:19.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Glass</title><summary type="text">No picture: a thousand words for Feisty ChristinaBroken glass, a whole river of shattered glass pieces. Zlatko immediately remembered the milk bottling cooperative of old: stacks of cages, a dozen of one-liter bottles each, countless crates piled around the inner alleyway, where trucks loaded and unloaded. His dad used to work there; Zlatko would eagerly sneak in his truck during any school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111845695744447581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111845695744447581' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111845695744447581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111845695744447581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/06/broken-glass.html' title='Broken Glass'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111657258568809380</id><published>2005-05-20T10:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T10:03:05.693+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><summary type="text">Back, sooner or later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111657258568809380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111657258568809380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111657258568809380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111657258568809380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111611845318942863</id><published>2005-05-15T03:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:40:10.770+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Baclava Recipe</title><summary type="text">Photo: Brian Leatart, via Gourmet.comThomas kindly notified me: his fine blog, Anatomy of Melancholy, just received some high-traffic exposure from the Dame herself in The Huffington Post. Arianna Huffington, currently visiting our corner of the world for a refreshing dip in the Aegean, might have missed the Olympics by almost a full year but did not miss an opportunity to promote what she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111611845318942863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111611845318942863' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111611845318942863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111611845318942863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/great-baclava-recipe.html' title='The Great Baclava Recipe'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111567136489452798</id><published>2005-05-09T22:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:01:54.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak of the Devil</title><summary type="text">The Political Compass, a nasty little helpful tool.Ethnic cleansing has been a favorite subject for analysts and journalists dealing with the Balkans, especially in the aftermath of former-Yugoslavia&#39;s disintegration and resulting series of quasi-civil wars. During my days off english-language blogging, I came across some over-generalizations by a greek journalist who also likes to post his paper</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111567136489452798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111567136489452798' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111567136489452798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111567136489452798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/speak-of-devil.html' title='Speak of the Devil'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111519598030789764</id><published>2005-05-05T07:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:03:58.500+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meteora</title><summary type="text">Literally, in mid-air: a place of poverty, obedience, will, and prayer. I am touched by this place, its asceticism and soundlessness. Such sensations aren&#39;t meant to be shared or allotted. They may be articulated, but not really voiced. There aren’t enough pages to purge them in writing; the tropes are too trite for the blog. There aren’t enough hours or hotels to disabuse ourselves in other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111519598030789764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111519598030789764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111519598030789764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111519598030789764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/meteora.html' title='Meteora'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111511427137185548</id><published>2005-05-03T13:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:04:41.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>travels in Epirus</title><summary type="text"> Ioannina: Town of Silver Art Creators (The art of collage is also practiceable.)Metsovo: Orange tile roofs, gray slate streets.Traditional dance moves. (That’s how they do it in Metsovo.)Lake Pigon Aoou: The line between natural and artificial is ill-defined at best. Distance is one artificial buffer.You can travel great distances in Greece, gathering experiences of different kinds. There are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111511427137185548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111511427137185548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111511427137185548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111511427137185548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/05/travels-in-epirus.html' title='travels in Epirus'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111451174758909959</id><published>2005-04-27T06:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:10:05.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the baser elements</title><summary type="text">As the complex process of coordinating more than fifty muscles begins, control switches from the upper brain to the brain stem, the place where our most basic drives and reflexes are stored…. Scientists call this push-pull action of the muscles the agonist and antagonist.This is not about sex. It’s about handwriting.Points of comparison, however, are abundant. Both start as self-conscious acts: a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111451174758909959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111451174758909959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111451174758909959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111451174758909959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/baser-elements.html' title='the baser elements'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111432329562199610</id><published>2005-04-24T09:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:31:16.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'>saturation point</title><summary type="text">Folds by Anthony Easton (I think)It is repeatedly said that in the digital age, everything is available, and nothing is special. In terms of data, perhaps this is true. Whether it is poetry or pornography, data flows from an inexhaustible source. You can’t touch it or feel it; one little click and it is gone.A similar kind of data can be contained in a touch or a weekend, a day. Maybe two. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111432329562199610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111432329562199610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111432329562199610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111432329562199610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/saturation-point.html' title='saturation point'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111402135805152656</id><published>2005-04-21T07:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:12:13.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>coupled physics interactions</title><summary type="text">red chairIf the known relation between the variables consists of a table of corresponding values, the graph consists only of the corresponding set of isolated points. If the variables are known to vary continuously, one often draws a curve to show the variation.Basic College Math, 1945Mathematically speaking, can a whole be greater than the sum of its parts? Many things are bigger than they seem,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111402135805152656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111402135805152656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111402135805152656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111402135805152656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/coupled-physics-interactions.html' title='coupled physics interactions'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111362804550753492</id><published>2005-04-18T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:29:13.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'>power tools</title><summary type="text">A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.–- George Meredith(from the cover of Vanity Fair, March 2005; the quote is written on Uma&#39;s ass)These little aphorisms are meant to be empowering, but if you really think about them, you find yourself stripped of whatever confidence they are meant to instill. And there’s Uma, on this and every cover. Smirking. Supremely self-assured. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111362804550753492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111362804550753492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111362804550753492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111362804550753492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/power-tools.html' title='power tools'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111355117783801719</id><published>2005-04-16T07:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:38:47.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>secret love affairs</title><summary type="text">A(nother) postcard from PostSecret, a site which our abiding readers will recognize as no stranger to this blog. Psychologists concluded that secret love affairs are often unsatisfactory. The above is one of the many interesting “findings” in this month’s Harper’s (they never put the good stuff online). Perhaps I find it all the more interesting for its simplicity and straightforwardness, not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111355117783801719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111355117783801719' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111355117783801719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111355117783801719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/secret-love-affairs.html' title='secret love affairs'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111341820412285272</id><published>2005-04-14T09:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:15:37.116+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Breathtaking and Obscene</title><summary type="text">veil, newyorkistan by Abdul-Walid of AcerbiaDystropoppygus (the person) announces he will be on fraternity leave of unspecified duration, effective 10:30am today (GMT+2). Honourable patrons are kindly advised to take their guest-blogging requests with Sissoula or De(e)lumina.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111341820412285272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111341820412285272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111341820412285272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111341820412285272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/between-breathtaking-and-obscene.html' title='Between Breathtaking and Obscene'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111343390497827521</id><published>2005-04-14T02:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:37:46.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Small fragments of (un)reality</title><summary type="text">Gustav Klimt, The Virgin, image reproduced from http://www.mindfirerenew.com/issue1/klimt_die_jungfrau.jpegKnock on the door. Softly.No answer; he must be away or perhaps hard at work, devouring some article or other, a brilliant thought.Second knock. Nothing. But the light is on.Maybe it’s time for surprises – nothing more certain than surprises, right siss? – the doorknob turns and he’s in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111343390497827521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111343390497827521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111343390497827521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111343390497827521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/small-fragments-of-unreality.html' title='Small fragments of (un)reality'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111330128781162775</id><published>2005-04-13T09:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:36:57.870+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the indissoluble sacrament</title><summary type="text">Alternative Title: Death and Revenue Enhancement“The idea that things must have a beginning is really due to the poverty of our imagination,” said Bertrand Russell in an article I was inspired to read after the death of the pope, an event which I found unexpectedly moving -- not that my emotions are to be particularly trusted these days. Most people identify with one religion or another as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111330128781162775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111330128781162775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111330128781162775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111330128781162775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/indissoluble-sacrament.html' title='the indissoluble sacrament'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111383308424115729</id><published>2005-04-12T13:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:39:51.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gagarin&#39;s Anniversary</title><summary type="text">Гагарин Юрий Алексеевич-09.03.1934 ,Рыба,1,Новоселоводеревня, Киржачского района,Владимирской области,СССР,Россия,Проcто суперзвезда,12.04.1961 г.,первый в мире полет в космос ,космический корабль&quot;Восток&quot;, 1 час 08 минут,Гражданин Союза СоветскихСоциалистических Республик,Великое событие,Впервые в историичеловек осуществил полет в космос,Первый человек,Проникший вкосмос,Беспримерная победа </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111383308424115729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111383308424115729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111383308424115729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111383308424115729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/gagarins-anniversary.html' title='Gagarin&#39;s Anniversary'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111324013536948118</id><published>2005-04-11T19:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:25:01.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme 451</title><summary type="text"> Sadie&#39;s &quot;stuck&quot; me with this meme and I must admit I half-expected this one. Or half-wished, whichever sounds frank-ier. So, here it goes.You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be?Never managed to memorize anything in my life, not verbatim anyway. This incompetence of mine is actually responsible for my not becoming a great actor, like I should have. Not all directors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111324013536948118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111324013536948118' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111324013536948118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111324013536948118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/meme-451.html' title='Meme 451'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111304753688416134</id><published>2005-04-09T14:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:43:53.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A royal affair</title><summary type="text">So… it’s happening! Two of the world’s most well known ‘middle aged people are getting hitched’. An affair that has lasted more than 30 years and has given rise to enormous, almost unprecedented controversy, will soon end up in marriage – seemingly with Mother’s approval. The Prince of Wales and the (now) Duchess of Cornwall will soon gallop towards the sunset. Aww!Charles is not exactly popular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111304753688416134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111304753688416134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111304753688416134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111304753688416134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/royal-affair.html' title='A royal affair'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111285527560924805</id><published>2005-04-08T09:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:43:01.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dionigi Tettamanzi, Joseph Ratzinger</title><summary type="text">“The American Catholics contribute more money to church efforts than followers from all other nations combined... It is important to be sensitive to their desires. How can we have any commandments if there is no church? If we have to look the other way on one to spare the other nine it is a wise move”.-- Cardinal Peligrini, Vatican spokesmanJust as I was about to finish my eleventh espresso cup </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111285527560924805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111285527560924805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111285527560924805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111285527560924805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/dionigi-tettamanzi-joseph-ratzinger.html' title='Dionigi Tettamanzi, Joseph Ratzinger'/><author><name>dystropoppygus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738764569497103855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAiB2i_GWU_wIGAp89HaN4sSa_Pgxs6NxFO7SEWIo7QWp5HX3PC8SUJL4Fp3Uhrfrt69KKboy_VeV4szEz6ZSDo2EIQ8bhd211OjDOarovjM8tPiRuZq0dzREZe4TFnk/s220/bach_shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10029709.post-111278337961680290</id><published>2005-04-06T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:32:43.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'>call in the reinforcements</title><summary type="text">Pen and Ink drawing from The Smithsonian InstitutionI’ve got this one more thing to share from the seminar, and then we can get back to the sexy stuff (don’t worry, I have it on good authority that the one and only Dys will be back soon). I know some of our readers don’t have much patience for metaphors, so I’ll just say that this poem has a lot to do with the issue of positive vs. negative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/feeds/111278337961680290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10029709/111278337961680290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111278337961680290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10029709/posts/default/111278337961680290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dystropoppygus.blogspot.com/2005/04/call-in-reinforcements.html' title='call in the reinforcements'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>