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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcNQ3g8eip7ImA9WhRUEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736145029814671667</id><updated>2012-01-22T00:14:52.672-08:00</updated><category term="cooking" /><category term="spanish" /><category term="mgm" /><category term="dinner" /><category term="accent" /><category term="meaning" /><category term="cream cheese" /><category term="cookbook" /><category term="cheesecake" /><category term="rko" /><category term="grammar" /><category term="florence and the machine" /><category term="saving money" /><category term="personality" /><category term="20th century" /><category term="baking" /><category term="tips" /><category term="bread" /><category term="internet" /><category term="concert" /><category term="trivia" /><category term="roof" /><category term="won ton" /><category term="grandma" /><category term="studio system" /><category term="universal pictures" /><category term="restoration" /><category term="tech" /><category term="wifi" /><category term="eat it" /><category term="games" /><category term="language" /><category term="warner brothers" /><category term="depression" /><category term="pineapple" /><category term="disappointment" /><category term="columbia pictures" /><category term="recipe" /><category term="food" /><category term="cinema" /><category term="handshake" /><category term="paramount" /><category term="history" /><category term="aluminum foil" /><category term="pasta" /><category term="dementia" /><category term="film" /><category term="chicken" /><category term="kiss with a fist" /><category term="tree" /><category term="chinese" /><category term="soy sauce" /><title>Grey Matter Splatter</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sixteen40.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sixteen40.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736145029814671667/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Affectation</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113046926031048747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/GreyMatterSplatter" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="greymattersplatter" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcNQ3gzfCp7ImA9WhRUEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736145029814671667.post-8414244215344172885</id><published>2012-01-22T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:14:52.684-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T00:14:52.684-08:00</app:edited><title>Free Speech</title><content type="html">We take free speech for granted. In this day and age, we've gotten used to being able to say what we want. And if something comes up that restricts what we do, we can claim that it's actually encroaching on our speech and we are therefore allowed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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It didn't used to be like that. The English government used to have the right to punish anyone who threatened the image of ruling class because they couldn't rule properly if they weren't properly respected by the people. That was later done away with in America, but changed into the government being allowed to punish any who threatened the harmony of the community. It didn't matter if the things being said were true or not. In the case of that English law, it was even worse if it was true because it only highlighted that the rulers were like the commoners and equally fallible.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are troubled times, my friend, when initiatives turn into debates for laws-in-the-making about issues that will take away freedoms that have been paid for at a premium during the decades it's taken us to get away from that time when someone could be punished for honestly stating that the judge was corrupt.*&lt;br /&gt;
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There are reasons behind what's going down, but acts like SOPA and PIPA are not the answer. No matter what good security comes from such highhandedness, so much more collateral damage will build up as innocent bystanders are wiped out either by accident or from abuse of the system. And it's not okay.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Source: Freedom of Speech, for the thought we hate the most, a biography of the First Amendment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736145029814671667-8414244215344172885?l=sixteen40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you're one of those who doesn't like additional light when you first get up, setting your clothes out the night before is a huge help. If that's too put-together for you, make sure you're really familiar with your wardrobe. Know where everything is and know what the different articles feel like. Sadly, Method Two is how I keep from being naked all day. I know that the clean laundry is on the chair by my bed. I know that the rough socks are the ugly green ones. I can tell by feel which shirts I don't want to wear. I can't really tell which are the ones I do want to wear, but the uncertainty at least lessened some.&lt;br /&gt;
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But you know what? You have my slacker respect if you put on whatever is on your way out the door. Doesn't matter if it's backwards, doesn't matter if it's clean. You're out of bed and dressed. What more can we ask of you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736145029814671667-7768718221371515438?l=sixteen40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The guys in the white polo shirts with the assorted computer company logos on them are employed by the guys on the shirt rather than the logo on the building. The guy in the Lexmark shirt is not being trained on the sales floor at Fry's by the guy in the suit even though it might look that way. The white shirt guys are hired and trained by their respective companies to be experts about their products and are placed in the different storefronts as part of the Extended Sales Force, ESF, to answer questions about the ins and outs of the different machinery. Wait, they're getting people who know what they're talking about to talk to you about the merchandise? *shock*&lt;br /&gt;
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If you want to know about the new Epson printer, find the white shirt with Epson on it. If you want to know about the new HP laptop, don't ask the Epson guy where you can find him cuz chances are, you'll never find him.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you happen to be at Fry's or any other store where a regular store employee is stalking you, it's probably because they're trying to hunt you down and take the commission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736145029814671667-8671673123858548748?l=sixteen40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cut the hot dogs lengthwise into quarters.&lt;br /&gt;
Dip them into a mix of mayonnaise, ketchup, and mustard and then fry them in a skillet with a little bit of oil.&lt;br /&gt;
The hot dog strips will curl up a little and the condiments will add color so they look like disgusting, dirty worms.&lt;br /&gt;
Serve on a bun with some relish and you have one fried worm sandwich with a bit of mold for garnish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736145029814671667-255217190819599295?l=sixteen40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Chile verde: Cube then brown whatever kind of meat you want (doesn't have to be pork but pork shoulder really does work the best) with an onion and some garlic in a deep skillet until it all picks up some good color then add a big can of the green stuff and maybe another can of diced green chiles. Let it simmer for 30-60 minutes and it tastes like it's been several hours.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chili: brown ground protein (again, doesn't matter but ground sirloin is absolutely delicious) with onion and garlic, throw in whatever tomato products you like as well as any pre-cooked/canned vegetables or starches, and drown it with the enchilada sauce. Let simmer for at least 20 minutes to let the flavors mingle, but the longer it bubbles on low, the better it tastes. If you don't use juicy tomato products or only a small amount, you'll most likely need to add some water to loosen your chili up. I have used a can of tomato sauce before and tonight I used a large can of crushed tomatoes. I haven't tried ketchup, but go for it if that's your thing and report back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736145029814671667-7755222256783438803?l=sixteen40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Obviously, the Independents did it anyway. They used the concept of movie stars and feature-length films, both of which the Trust shunned, to draw in the crowds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system included several new measures, the most important of which were that actors were under contract and that the studios developed a certain personality that distinguished one movie from another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGM was the most prestigious and best funded. They also had the most movie stars. Their slogan was “More stars than in the heavens.” It was the motion picture leader in the 1930s. Their movies were classy and reassured the people that there was an escape from the Depression. The attitude was relentlessly positive and the movies were first rate, no expense spared. They were romantic, elite, and idealistic and were geared to attract a female audience. Cedric Gibbons was the set designer responsible for the “MGM glow” all of the films had. Stars under MGM contract were Clark Gable, Mickey Rooney, Joan Crawford, Spencer Tracey, Jean Harlow, and Greta Garbo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramount was the second studio in prestige and power. They had more of a European flair due to their heavily-European talent. The films were also smart, sophisticated, comedic, and the DeMille films were epics with lots of sexual emphasis. They had relatively few stars, but those they had were powerful. The list included Marlene Detrich, Joseph von Sternberg, Ernst Lubich, Claudette Colbert, Cecil B. DeMille, Bing Crosby, Gary Cooper, Bob Hope, and Mae West.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warner Brothers was the third-ranked studio. It was a younger studio and was only created in 1917. They had very few stars, relatively. They had Betty Davis, Jimmy Cagney, Errol Flynn, Joan Blondelle, and Humphrey Bogart under contract. Since they couldn’t rely on star power as much, they had a policy called the Three Ts: their films had to be Timely, Topical, and not Typical. They were very socially conscious and were called the Depression Studio because they actually acknowledged the tough times. The Warner Brothers also didn’t play down their Jewish roots like most of the other studios did, and most of the people in cinema production were immigrants. They  were mostly known for their gangster movies and were male-oriented. The “look” of their films was more flat, like a newspaper photo or a documentary, which was very different from the MGM glow. They were also very successful with their musicals after they got Busby Berkeley, a choreographer, to direct them. His style was that they were often frame stories, like how the film 42nd Street is a movie about the production of a play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Century Fox was created in 1939 when William Fox merged his studio with Daryl Zanuck’s Century Pictures. Their films usually featured curvy blondes and tall, dark men. It is said that their Alice Fay is responsible for the image Hugh Hefner used to create Playboy. This studio had very few stars. They had Will Rogers, Shirley Temple, Warner Olin (known for his role as Charlie Chan), Alice Fay, and Betty Grabble. They also got John Ford to direct a few non-contract pictures for them. The Charlie Chan films where mostly what kept them afloat until Pearl Harbor Day, but they could rely on their musicals by then. Also, they had Technicolor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbia Pictures was a Poverty Row studio that clawed its way up. Henry was the head of Columbia and was “the meanest man in Hollywood.” Frank Capra was an important director and they also had success with The Three Stooges, who did 190 shorts between 1934 and 1958. They also created the first “screwball comedy” in 1934 with It Happened One Night. Claudette Colbert and Clark Gable were the stars, but they were each borrowed from another studio. Colbert was from Paramount and Gable was from MGM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RKO Pictures is short for Radio Keith Orpheum, a theater circuit. This was the only studio burn during the talking picture era. RKO pictures were elegant, stylish, witty, and funny. They were also considered to be a daring studio and were responsible for King Kong and Citizen Kane. Their cast list included Katherine Hepburn, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, and Orson Welles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal Pictures was famous for their horror movies. They made Dracula with Bela Lagosi and Frankenstein in 1931. 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