<?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-5629437</id><updated>2023-12-02T22:09:49.382+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripping Yarns</title><subtitle type='html'>Links and stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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>376</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-113999795865274112</id><published>2006-02-15T10:01:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T10:05:58.670+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PBWiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been using Peanut Butter Wiki &lt;a href=&quot;http://PBwiki.com&quot;&gt;(www.pbwiki.com)&lt;/a&gt; to keep notes and some work-related bookm arks that have no place on del.icio.us.  Best use of it so far has been to use as a notepad while taking an MCSE course where we we kindly provided witInternet access.  That way I didn&#39;t have to lug a notepad around with me and I could easily share the notes with colleagues.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/113999795865274112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/113999795865274112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113999795865274112' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-111168564845227098</id><published>2005-03-24T17:34:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:34:08.453+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/_/id/7203633&quot;&gt;RollingStone.com: The End of Oil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Long Emergency is going to be a tremendous trauma for the human race. We will not believe that this is happening to us, that 200 years of modernity can be brought to its knees by a world-wide power shortage. The survivors will have to cultivate a religion of hope -- that is, a deep and comprehensive belief that humanity is worth carrying on. If there is any positive side to stark changes coming our way, it may be in the benefits of close communal relations, of having to really work intimately (and physically) with our neighbors, to be part of an enterprise that really matters and to be fully engaged in meaningful social enactments instead of being merely entertained to avoid boredom. Years from now, when we hear singing at all, we will hear ourselves, and we will sing with our whole hearts.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111168564845227098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111168564845227098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111168564845227098' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-111158159656897940</id><published>2005-03-23T12:39:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T12:39:56.566+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.earthtrust.org/delrings.html&quot;&gt;Project Delphis: Mystery of the Silver Rings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dolphins can create vortices in water that form helixes and &#39;silver rings&#39; and can teach each other how to do the same trick.  Does this fulfill the criteria of art?&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111158159656897940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111158159656897940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111158159656897940' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-111055995323540273</id><published>2005-03-11T16:52:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T16:52:33.236+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.phayul.com/news/article.aspx?id=9195&amp;amp;article=Trojan Horse Gallops from Beijing%2C Disguised as Dalai Lama Statement&quot;&gt;Beijing hackers attack e-Tibet via trojan horse/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offices of the Tibetan exile administration have recently started receiving emails disguised as originating from Sonam N. Dagpo, &quot;Additional Secretary&quot; (sic) of the Department of Information and International Relations (DIIR) in Dharamsala, and purportedly carrying the text of His Holiness the Dalai Lama&#39;s 10 March statement as an attached file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promptly denying authorship of the insidious emails, Dagpo, Secretary (no longer additional secretary), warned us that the attachment was actually a virus.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111055995323540273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/111055995323540273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111055995323540273' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110917477027520423</id><published>2005-02-23T16:06:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:06:10.276+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thedenverchannel.com/news/4223475/detail.html&quot;&gt;Hunter S. Thompson &#39;to be fired from cannon&#39;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends of journalist Hunter S. Thompson say they want to blast his cremated remains out of a cannon in a final salute to the gun-loving writer who committed suicide last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;If it can be done, we will do it,&quot; said Boston attorney George Tobia Jr., who represented Thompson for about 15 years. &quot;Maybe it will be part of a public thing or maybe one night a shot will ring out and people will know.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s what he would&#39;ve wanted.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110917477027520423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110917477027520423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110917477027520423' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110805019593190857</id><published>2005-02-10T15:43:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:43:15.930+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/tv_and_radio/4247805.stm&quot;&gt;C4 Guantanamo reality show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be both timely and brilliant.  Channel 4 has filmed a documentary which places volunteers into a simulated Gitmo (based on declassified documents and testimonys) to explore the use of torture in the War on Some Terror.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110805019593190857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110805019593190857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805019593190857' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110804731325073900</id><published>2005-02-10T14:55:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T14:55:13.250+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.alternet.org/drugreporter/21206/&quot;&gt;What&#39;s In Popeye&#39;s Pipe?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;During the 1920s and &#39;30s, the era when Popeye was created, &quot;spinach&quot; was a very common code word for marijuana. One classic example is &quot;The Spinach Song,&quot; recorded in 1938 by the popular jazz band Julia Lee and Her Boyfriends. Performed for years in clubs thick with cannabis smoke, along with other Julia Lee hits like &quot;Sweet Marijuana,&quot; the popular song used spinach as an obvious metaphor for pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, anti-marijuana propaganda of the time claimed that marijuana use induced super-strength. Overblown media reports proclaimed that pot smokers became extraordinarily strong, and even immune to bullets. So tying in Popeye&#39;s mighty strength with his sucking back some spinach would have seemed like an obvious cannabis connection at the time.&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110804731325073900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110804731325073900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110804731325073900' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110803198972547403</id><published>2005-02-10T10:39:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:39:49.726+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.watchmenmovie.com/&quot;&gt;Watchmen movie in &#39;06&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only assume that they were waiting until after &lt;i&gt;Constantine&lt;/i&gt; so it will appear to suck less in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110803198972547403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110803198972547403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110803198972547403' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110745091447650985</id><published>2005-02-03T17:15:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:15:14.476+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/news/newsitem.cgi?id=4737&quot;&gt;Stewart Lee interviews Alan Moore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcript from the Radio 4 &#39;Chain Reaction&#39; series.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110745091447650985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110745091447650985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110745091447650985' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110561212447357719</id><published>2005-01-13T10:28:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T10:28:44.473+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.primidi.com/2005/01/12.html&quot;&gt;Blood Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biotech resaerchers in the UK have discovered that cells in the human body may use &#39;morse code&#39;-like patterns of signals to activate and deactivate genes.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110561212447357719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110561212447357719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110561212447357719' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110554537894449601</id><published>2005-01-12T15:56:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T15:56:18.943+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dapreview.net/comment.php?comment.news.911&quot;&gt;MP3 Pocket Watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep yuor iPod Shuffle, I want some retro geekery.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110554537894449601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110554537894449601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110554537894449601' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110485601691275732</id><published>2005-01-04T16:26:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T16:26:56.913+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.willeisner.com/&quot;&gt;Will Eisner, RIP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will Eisner passed away on January 3rd, 2005 at the age of 87 following quadruple bypass heart surgery.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&#39;s 2005 off to a fucking brilliant start, I don&#39;t think.  Eisner was a genius who wrote and illustrated some of the most human comic strips in the canon - he also pretty much invented the concept of the Graphic Novel and played a big role in the late &#39;80s realisaztion that comics were art in more than just the obvious sense.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110485601691275732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110485601691275732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110485601691275732' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110321837946336425</id><published>2004-12-16T17:32:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T17:32:59.463+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.voidspace.org.uk/cyberpunk/gibson_myown.shtml&quot;&gt;My Own Private Tokyo - By William Gibson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibson revisits Tokyo, hangs out with Douglas Coupland &amp; Michael Stipe, observes teenage manga nurses in Harajuku and generally blisses out.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110321837946336425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110321837946336425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110321837946336425' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110302435977117470</id><published>2004-12-14T11:39:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T11:39:19.773+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://comingsoon.net/news/topnews.php?id=7572&quot;&gt;New Disney ride-based flick prompts amusing Conrad comparison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the proposed movie version of the &#39;Jungle Cruise&#39; ride (think Haunted Mansion, on a boat) a spokesman for Mouse-subsidiary Mandeville Films came out with this gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the film is..] &quot;an adventure film with comedic elements, but its core is almost &lt;strong&gt;a family version of Joseph Conrad&#39;s &#39;Heart of Darkness,&#39; &lt;/strong&gt;[...]&quot;  (emphasis added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee hee.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110302435977117470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110302435977117470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110302435977117470' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110183475474218154</id><published>2004-11-30T17:12:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:12:34.743+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://bandaiddilemma.net/&quot;&gt;BandAidDilemma.net - Your conscience is clear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Buy as many copies of Do They Know It&#39;s Christmas by Band Aid 20 as you can afford.&lt;br /&gt;    * Destroy them in amusing ways, on camera.&lt;br /&gt;    * Send us the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110183475474218154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110183475474218154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110183475474218154' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110114313727087002</id><published>2004-11-22T17:05:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:33:37.696+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://rebecca.hitherby.com&quot;&gt;Hitherby Dragons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Borgstrom &amp; her wonderful, deranged stories.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110114313727087002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110114313727087002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110114313727087002' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110079462514263614</id><published>2004-11-18T16:17:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T16:17:05.143+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/shows/persuaders/interviews/rapaille.html&quot;&gt;The persuaders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview with Clotaire Rapaille, a psychiatrist turned marketeer who looks for &#39;codes&#39; in the human brain that advertisers can exploit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the campaign for the Hummer -- the Hummer is a car with a strong identity. It&#39;s a car in a uniform. I told them, put four stars on the shoulder of the Hummer, you will sell better. If you look at the campaign, brilliant. I have no credit for it, just so you know, but brilliant. They say, &quot;You give us the money, we give you the car, nobody gets hurt.&quot; I love it! It&#39;s like the mafia speaking to you. For women, they say it&#39;s a new way to scare men. Wow. And women love the Hummer. They&#39;re not telling you, &quot;Buy a Hummer because you get better gas mileage.&quot; You don&#39;t. This is cortex things. They address your reptilian brain.&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110079462514263614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110079462514263614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110079462514263614' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-110051852323663587</id><published>2004-11-15T11:35:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T11:35:23.236+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.osogd.org/&quot;&gt;The Open Source Order of the Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When memes collide...&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110051852323663587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/110051852323663587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110051852323663587' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109939314733422086</id><published>2004-11-02T10:59:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T10:59:07.333+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.strangehorizons.com/2004/20041025/pumpkin-f.shtml&quot;&gt;The Great Old Pumpkin, by John Aegard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanuts vs Lovecraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you are no doubt aware, I am the issue of solid Dutch stock—the prosperous Van Pelt family of St. Paul. Mine was a comfortable and happy childhood, and I spent much of it in the devoted service of the Great Old Pumpkin.&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109939314733422086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109939314733422086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109939314733422086' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109932233538344945</id><published>2004-11-01T15:18:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T15:18:55.383+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://condor.depaul.edu/~mfiddler/hyphen/humunivers.htm&quot;&gt;Human Universals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of attributes shared by all human cultures.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109932233538344945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109932233538344945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109932233538344945' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109879707176327426</id><published>2004-10-26T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T14:24:31.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/tv_and_radio/3955289.stm&quot;&gt;John Peel is dead, alas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.  This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109879707176327426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109879707176327426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109879707176327426' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109845319818231315</id><published>2004-10-22T14:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T14:53:18.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/story/_/id/6562575?&amp;amp;rnd=1098394261180&amp;amp;has-player=true&quot;&gt;The Doctor Is In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Hunter S Thompson returns with his take on Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Nixon looks like a flaming liberal today, compared to a golem like George Bush. Indeed. Where is Richard Nixon now that we finally need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Nixon were running for president today, he would be seen as a &quot;liberal&quot; candidate, and he would probably win. He was a crook and a bungler, but what the hell? Nixon was a barrel of laughs compared to this gang of thugs from the Halliburton petroleum organization who are running the White House today -- and who will be running it this time next year, if we (the once-proud, once-loved and widely respected &quot;American people&quot;) don&#39;t rise up like wounded warriors and whack those lying petroleum pimps out of the White House on November 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon hated running for president during football season, but he did it anyway. Nixon was a professional politician, and I despised everything he stood for -- but if he were running for president this year against the evil Bush-Cheney gang, I would happily vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bet. Richard Nixon would be my Man. He was a crook and a creep and a gin-sot, but on some nights, when he would get hammered and wander around in the streets, he was fun to hang out with. He would wear a silk sweat suit and pull a stocking down over his face so nobody could recognize him. Then we would get in a cab and cruise down to the Watergate Hotel, just for laughs.&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109845319818231315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109845319818231315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109845319818231315' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00098388394208569299</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109826365910249185</id><published>2004-10-20T10:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T10:14:19.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mirrordot.com/&quot;&gt;MirrorDot - Solving the Slashdot Effect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a site gets slashdotted, it can really spoil your groove. MirrorDot keeps the party going! When Slashdot posts a new story, MirrorDot automagically parses the story and mirrors any linked pages. Do not let the Slashdot effect kill your buzz. Yeah baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109826365910249185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109826365910249185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109826365910249185' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109826260952172358</id><published>2004-10-20T09:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T09:56:49.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://creativecommons.org/&quot;&gt;Creative Commons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creative Commons site hosts lots of information about open licensing models for artistic works plus a search engine for CC licensed works themselves.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109826260952172358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109826260952172358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109826260952172358' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629437.post-109758017031259031</id><published>2004-10-12T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T12:22:50.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rxlist.com/&quot;&gt;Prescription Drug Database&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RxList is a pretty comprehensive-looking prescription meds database.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109758017031259031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629437/posts/default/109758017031259031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rippingyarns.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758017031259031' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</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/blank.gif'/></author></entry></feed>