Saturday, December 09, 2006


This is quite sad, but still funny.

Three Facts

1. Ninjas are mammals.
2. Ninjas fight ALL the time.
3. The purpose of the ninja is to flip out and kill people.

intererestingly, the word "Ninja" in these three sentances can be replaced with "Eric's Dardunah Character" and the same would still be true!

Check This woodworking project out

I want that to be MY open air crematorium when I kick off.

In Honor of Banned Books Week, George bans books! - by Sue Willman

Environmental Protection Agency Libraries <>

Bush Nixes Public Access to EPA Libraries!<>

And from the previous post, this link…
The Ministry of Truth

and from that one, another headline…
Bush’s own church protests war

Vader, fucking with the crew

I saw this coming a mile away! - by Lee Lloyd

I saw this coming a mile away!

So, now that everyone has decided that CO2 is an evil pollutant that is killing all life on Earth through that horrific Global Warming®, they can start suing people! Today it is the car companies, but you know what REALLY produces a lot of CO2? People!

Hey, I have an idea, why don't we start suing, or better yet maybe even going to war with, countries that have too many people (in defense of the climate of precious Mother Earth of course). Or how about this, every country that has more people than trees, has to make sure they balance, either by planting more trees, or killing more people. I bet several African nations would have fun with that one! Oh, or how about this one, everyone who owns an SUV has to carry around a tree with them wherever they go. I mean, they hat all that storage space anyway.

Oh, you want to know another Greenhouse Gas©? Water vapor! We need to crack down on that too. Oh, we should sue companies that make humidifiers. Oh, and the water utilities too. Those evil bastards are spreading that dangerous Dihydrogen Monoxide all over the place.

I officially declare Global Warming® the doctrine of original sin for secular people! There is no other way I can account for the utter stupidity of calling one of the most basic elements necessary to life on this planet a pollutant.

Hate Week Revisited - by Lee Lloyd

I just wanted to pass on another highly edited selection of passages from 1984. Once again, if you see the relevance of these passages, then so be it, if not, then so be it. These all happen to be from chapter 3 "war is peace" of Emmanuel Goldstein's book within 1984.

"The primary aim of modern warfare (in accordance with the principles of DOUBLETHINK, this aim is simultaneously recognized and not recognized by the directing brains of the Inner Party) is to use up the products of the machine without raising the general standard of living..."

"From the moment when the machine first made its appearance it was clear to all thinking people that the need for human drudgery, and therefore to a great extent for human inequality, had disappeared. If the machine were used deliberately for that end, hunger, overwork, dirt, illiteracy, and disease could be eliminated within a few generations./And in fact, without being used for any such purpose, but by a sort of automatic process--by producing wealth which it was sometimes impossible not to distribute--the machine did raise the living standards of the average human being very greatly over a period of about fifty years at the end of the nineteenth and the beginning of the twentieth centuries."

But it was also clear that an all-round increase in wealth threatened the destruction--indeed, in some sense was the destruction--of a hierarchical society. In a world in which everyone worked short hours, had enough to eat, lived in a house with a bathroom and a refrigerator, and possessed a motor-car or even an aeroplane, the most obvious and perhaps the most important form of inequality would already have disappeared. If it once became general, wealth would confer no distinction. It was possible, no doubt, to imagine a society in which WEALTH, in the sense of personal possessions and luxuries, should be evenly distributed, while POWER remained in the hands of a small privileged caste. But in practice such a society could not long remain stable. For if leisure and security were enjoyed by all alike, the great mass of human beings who are normally stupefied by poverty would become literate and would learn to think for themselves; and when once they had done this, they would sooner or later realize that the privileged minority had no function, and they would sweep it away. In the long run, a hierarchical society was only possible on a basis of poverty and ignorance. To return to the agricultural past, as some thinkers about the beginning of the twentieth century dreamed of doing, was not a practicable solution. It conflicted with the tendency towards mechanization which had become quasi-instinctive throughout almost the whole world, and moreover, any country which remained industrially backward was helpless in a military sense and was bound to be dominated, directly or indirectly, by its more advanced rivals..."

The problem was how to keep the wheels of industry turning without increasing the real wealth of the world. Goods must be produced, but they must not be distributed. And in practice the only way of achieving this was by continuous warfare."

The essential act of war is destruction, not necessarily of human lives, but of the products of human labour. War is a way of shattering to pieces, or pouring into the stratosphere, or sinking in the depths of the sea, materials which might otherwise be used to make the masses too comfortable, and hence, in the long run, too intelligent..."

War, it will be seen, accomplishes the necessary destruction, but accomplishes it in a psychologically acceptable way. In principle it would be quite simple to waste the surplus labour of the world by building temples and pyramids, by digging holes and filling them up again, or even by producing vast quantities of goods and then setting fire to them. But this would provide only the economic and not the emotional basis for a hierarchical society. What is concerned here is not the morale of masses, whose attitude is unimportant so long as they are kept steadily at work, but the morale of the Party itself. Even the humblest Party member is expected to be competent, industrious, and even intelligent within narrow limits, but it is also necessary that he should be a credulous and ignorant fanatic whose prevailing moods are fear, hatred, adulation, and orgiastic triumph. In other words it is necessary that he should have the mentality appropriate to a state of war. It does not matter whether the war is actually happening, and, since no decisive victory is possible, it does not matter whether the war is going well or badly. All that is needed is that a state of war should exist. The splitting of the intelligence which the Party requires of its members, and which is more easily achieved in an atmosphere of war, is now almost universal, but the higher up the ranks one goes, the more marked it becomes. It is precisely in the Inner Party that war hysteria and hatred of the enemy are strongest. In his capacity as an administrator, it is often necessary for a member of the Inner Party to know that this or that item of war news is untruthful, and he may often be aware that the entire war is spurious and is either not happening or is being waged for purposes quite other than the declared ones: but such knowledge is easily neutralized by the technique of DOUBLETHINK. Meanwhile no Inner Party member wavers for an instant in his mystical belief that the war is real, and that it is bound to end victoriously, with Oceania the undisputed master of the entire world.

All members of the Inner Party believe in this coming conquest as an article of faith./

To this I would merely like to add that I think that either Democratic or Republican could easily be added to every mention of the word "party" in that text, and I would also like to point out that , unbelievably enough, the literacy rate in many parts of this country is now at the lowest point in the entire history of America! In fact, there are many states, which back when they used to be colonies, boasted near 90%
literacy rates, which are now doing good to have a 50% literacy rate.

Just some really depressing stuff to think about for your reading pleasure.

Hate Week - by Lee Lloyd

It being the fifth anniversary of September 11th, and thus an official hate week if ever there was one (at least judging from what I see on the telescreen), I thought I'd just send out a few quotes from 1984 that struck me as relevant, for those of you who haven't read it in a while. Take it as you will. I obviously see some importance in the words, but you may not. These are just various snippets in the order that most struck my fancy.

The program of the Two Minutes Hate varied from day to day, but there was none in which Goldstein was not the principal figure. He was the primal traitor, the earliest defiler of the Party’s purity. All subsequent crimes against the Party, all treacheries, acts of sabotage, heresies, deviations, sprang directly out of his teaching. Somewhere or other he was still alive and hatching his conspiracies...

But what was strange was that although Goldstein was hated and despised by everybody, although every day, and a thousand times a day, on platforms, on the telescreen, in newspapers, in books, his theories were refuted, smashed, ridiculed, held up to the general gaze for the pitiful rubbish that they were — in spite of all this, his influence never seemed to grow less. Always there were fresh dupes waiting to be seduced by him. A day never passed when spies and saboteurs acting under his directions were not unmasked by the Thought Police. He was the commander of a vast shadowy army, an underground network of conspirators dedicated to the overthrow of the State.

The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but that it was impossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretense was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to torture, to smash faces in with a sledge hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current,

if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed — if all records told the same tale — then the lie passed into history and became truth. “Who controls the past,” ran the Party slogan, “controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.”

There was of course no way of knowing whether you were being watched at any given moment. How often, or on what system, the Thought Police plugged in on any individual wire was guesswork. It was even conceivable that they watched everybody all the time. But at any rate they could plug in your wire whenever they wanted to. You had to live — did live, from habit that became instinct — in the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and, except in darkness, every movement scrutinized.

Tragedy, he perceived, belonged to the ancient time, to a time when there were still privacy, love, and friendship, and when the members of a family stood by one another without needing to know the reason...

Today there were fear, hatred, and pain, but no dignity of emotion, or deep or complex sorrows.

To know and not to know, to be conscious of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies, to hold simultaneously two opinions which cancelled out, knowing them to be contradictory and believing in both of them, to use logic against logic, to repudiate morality while laying claim to it, to believe that democracy was impossible and that the Party was the guardian of democracy, to forget, whatever it was necessary to forget, then to draw it back into memory again at the moment when it was needed, and then promptly to forget it again, and above all, to apply the same process to the process itself — that was the ultimate subtlety: consciously to induce unconsciousness, and then, once again, to become unconscious of the act of hypnosis you had just performed. Even to understand the word “doublethink” involved the use of doublethink.

Springtime for Hitler

A new eatery in Mumbai has been named after Adolf Hitler! While it sounds like something from a Mel Brooks film, no, this isn't the sequel to The Producers. And, if the very idea isn't baffling enough, how about this explanation from the owner:

"We are not promoting Hitler. But we want to tell people we are different in
the way he was different." - Owner Punit Shablok

I Love Earth.~Eric

A BADASS game trailer

Okay, This is just a little something incase you haven't seen this already. Many of you probably have. But if you haven't and you're going to play Dardunah, I would like to share it with you. This is something I consider totally inspirational and if it were only possible to substitute horrible giant insects for demons, a totally Dardunah tableau. This action inspired one of my greatest characters, Lord Aveta, a Panther Swordsman from Sustrüm. And let me tell you, friends and neighbors, he was GREAT! Anyway, check this out and maybe it will inspire you as it has inspired me:

In case you'd like to download it:

Also available Here:

In case you haven't seen this

Just in case you haven't, it's the promo trailer for mark of chaos.

Worth watching, not so much for the game but for the pure holy ownage it features.