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O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Linkee-poo will take you to your special island

How to write female characters. (Grokked from Jim Hines)

Ever wondered what it would it would be like if you strapped yourself to a rocket and lit that sucker? Wonder no more. Now you can experience what a launch looks like from the Shuttle Solid-fuel Booster Rocket's perspective. With sound. Just when you thought the Shuttle Program couldn't give you chills anymore. (Point to by John)

If you've ever been tortured by my holding forth on Design, you may have heard me talk about how the brain is changed, physically, by the introduction of a written language. And how you process most visual images is different than how you process written language. A written language may have incidental connection points to the spoken language, but they are very different in structure and where and how we process them. And you may have thought, "This guy is full of bullshit." Well, here's a new study that shows how written language is different than spoken language (okay, well, technically it disproves the supposed link between spoken language assisting learning a written language). I don't know which "scientists" they think assumed both used the same brain circuits. It's been well established, and taught in design schools, that we don't.

How media (aka. advertising) affects girls and society. (Grokked from Absolute Write)

"But the 'centrists' who weigh in on policy debates are playing a different game. Their… professional selling point, depends on posing as high-minded types standing between the partisan extremes… (a)nd this leaves them unable either to admit how moderate Mr. Obama is or to acknowledge the more or less universal extremism of his opponents on the right." (Grokked from Jay Lake)

When being truthful begins to hurt, run away. Sure, there was no "War on Women", that whole committee meeting Darryl Issa held on birth control that was entirely populated with men, must have been a mass delusion. The Arizona law to allow employers to both pry into the birth control of their employees and then fire them if they didn't like what they were doing, bad dates I guess. And Wisconsin eliminating a fair pay statute, flash back from the brown acid. No no no, all you women folk who are now realizing what voting for a GOP candidate actually means, it was all a smoke screen thrown up by the Democrats. As Kaa sang in the Jungle Book, "Trust in me, trust in me, close your eyes, go to sleep." (Grokked from Jay Lake)

Alligator Quotient: I wonder if stacked alligators will compost?

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