This was the immediate collateral damage. Postville, Iowa (pop. 2,273), where nearly half of the people worked at Agriprocessors, had lost one third of its population by Tuesday morning. Businesses were empty, amid looming concerns that if the plant closed it would become a ghost town. Besides those arrested, many had fled the town in fear. Several families had taken refuge at St. Bridget's Catholic Church, terrified, sleeping on pews and refusing to leave for days. Volunteers from the community served food and organized activities for the children.
At the local high school, only three of the 15 Latino students came back on Tuesday, while at the elementary and middle school, 120 of the 363 children were absent. In the following days the principal went around town on the school bus and gathered 70 students after convincing the parents to let them come back to school; 50 remained unaccounted for. Some American parents complained that their children were traumatized by the sudden disappearance of so many of their school friends. The principal reported the same reaction in the classrooms, saying that for the children it was as if ten of their classmates had suddenly died. Counselors were brought in. American children were having nightmares that their parents too were being taken away. The superintendant said the school district's future was unclear: "This literally blew our town away."
"There are many who do not know they are fascists but will find it out when the time comes." — Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls
16.7.08
ICE sadistically forced the imprisonment of hundreds of immigrants to deprive their families of support
6.7.08
The Itch
“Scratching is one of the sweetest gratifications of nature, and as ready at hand as any,” Montaigne wrote. “But repentance follows too annoyingly close at its heels.” For M., certainly, it did: the itching was so torturous, and the area so numb, that her scratching began to go through the skin. At a later office visit, her doctor found a silver-dollar-size patch of scalp where skin had been replaced by scab. M. tried bandaging her head, wearing caps to bed. But her fingernails would always find a way to her flesh, especially while she slept.
One morning, after she was awakened by her bedside alarm, she sat up and, she recalled, “this fluid came down my face, this greenish liquid.” She pressed a square of gauze to her head and went to see her doctor again. M. showed the doctor the fluid on the dressing. The doctor looked closely at the wound. She shined a light on it and in M.’s eyes. Then she walked out of the room and called an ambulance. Only in the Emergency Department at Massachusetts General Hospital, after the doctors started swarming, and one told her she needed surgery now, did M. learn what had happened. She had scratched through her skull during the night—and all the way into her brain.
13.6.08
The web is rotting your brain
Over the past few years I’ve had an uncomfortable sense that someone, or something, has been tinkering with my brain, remapping the neural circuitry, reprogramming the memory. My mind isn’t going—so far as I can tell—but it’s changing. I’m not thinking the way I used to think. I can feel it most strongly when I’m reading. Immersing myself in a book or a lengthy article used to be easy. My mind would get caught up in the narrative or the turns of the argument, and I’d spend hours strolling through long stretches of prose. That’s rarely the case anymore. Now my concentration often starts to drift after two or three pages. I get fidgety, lose the thread, begin looking for something else to do. I feel as if I’m always dragging my wayward brain back to the text. The deep reading that used to come naturally has become a struggle.
7.6.08
The U.S. has completely withdrawn from the human rights council in Geneva
2.6.08
Copyright Infringement is not Theft
5.5.08
The Gospel of Consumption
By the late 1920s, America’s business and political elite had found a way to defuse the dual threat of stagnating economic growth and a radicalized working class in what one industrial consultant called “the gospel of consumption”—the notion that people could be convinced that however much they have, it isn’t enough. President Herbert Hoover’s 1929 Committee on Recent Economic Changes observed in glowing terms the results: “By advertising and other promotional devices . . . a measurable pull on production has been created which releases capital otherwise tied up.” They celebrated the conceptual breakthrough: “Economically we have a boundless field before us; that there are new wants which will make way endlessly for newer wants, as fast as they are satisfied.”
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9.4.08
Just like the old saying goes...
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and he doesn't need to work in your factories eight hours a day for the rest of his life.
23.3.08
The draconian terms of Apple's iPhone developer program
3.3.1 Applications may only use Published APIs in the manner prescribed by Apple and must not use or call any unpublished or private APIs.
3.3.2 An Application may not itself install or launch other executable code by any means, including without limitation through the use of a plug-in architecture, calling other frameworks, other APIs or otherwise. No interpreted code may be downloaded and used in an Application except for code that is interpreted and run by Apple's Published APIs and built-in interpreter(s).
3.3.3 Without Apple's prior written approval, an Application may not provide, unlock or enable additional features or functionality through distribution mechanisms other than the iTunes Store.
3.3.4 An Application may write data on a device only to the Application's designated container area, except as otherwise specified by Apple.
User Interface and Data:
3.3.5 Applications must comply with the Human Interface Guidelines and other Documentation provided by Apple.
3.3.6 Any form of user or device data collection, or image, picture or voice capture or recording performed by the Application (collectively "Recordings"), and any form of user data, content or information uploading, syncing, or transmission performed by the Application (collectively "Transmissions") must comply with all applicable privacy laws and regulations as well as any Apple program requirements related to such aspects, including but not limited to any notice or consent requirements. In particular, a reasonably conspicuous visual indicator must be displayed to the user as part of the Application to indicate that a Recording is taking place.
Location Services:
3.3.7 For Applications that use location-based APIs:
- You and the Application must comply with all applicable privacy and data collection laws and regulations with respect to any collection, transmission, maintenance, processing, use, etc. of the user's location data by the Application.
- Applications may not be designed or marketed for the purpose of harassing, abusing, stalking, threatening or otherwise violating the legal rights (such as the rights of privacy and publicity) of others.
- Applications may not be designed or marketed for real time route guidance; automatic or autonomous control of vehicles, aircraft, or other mechanical devices; dispatch or fleet management; or emergency or life-saving purposes.
- Applications may not use any robot, spider, site search or other retrieval application or device to scrape, retrieve or index services provided by Apple or its licensors, or to collect information about users for any unauthorized purpose.
3.3.8 Applications that offer location-based services or functionality must notify and obtain consent from an individual when his or her location data is being collected, transmitted or otherwise used by the Application.
3.3.9 Applications must not disable, override or otherwise interfere with any Apple-implemented system alerts, warnings, display panels, consent panels and the like intended to notify the user that the user's location data is being collected, transmitted, maintained, processed or used, or intended to obtain consent for such use. If consent is withheld, Applications may not collect, transmit, maintain, process or utilize the user's location data.
Content and Materials:
3.3.10 Any master recordings and musical compositions embodied in Your Application must be wholly-owned by You or licensed to You on a fully paid-up basis and in a manner that will not require the payment of any fees, royalties and/or sums by Apple to You or any third party. In addition, if Your Application will be distributed outside of the United States, any master recordings and musical compositions embodied in Your Application (a) must not fall within the repertoire of any mechanical or performing/communication rights collecting or licensing organization now or in the future and (b) if licensed, must be exclusively licensed to You for Your Application by each applicable copyright owner.
3.3.11 If Your Application includes or will include any other content, You must either own all such content or have permission from the content owner to use it in Your Application.
3.3.12 Applications must not contain any obscene, pornographic, offensive or defamatory content or materials of any kind (text, graphics, images, photographs, etc.), or other content or materials that in Apple's reasonable judgment may be found objectionable by iPhone or iPod touch users.
3.3.13 Applications must not contain any malware, malicious or harmful code, program, or other internal component (e.g. computer viruses, trojan horses, "backdoors") which could damage, destroy, or adversely affect other software, firmware, hardware, data, systems, services, or networks.
3.3.14 If Your Application includes any FOSS, You agree to comply with all applicable FOSS licensing terms. You also agree not to use any FOSS in the development of Your Application in such a way that would cause the non-FOSS portions of the Apple Software to be subject to any FOSS licensing terms or obligations.
Cellular Network:
3.3.15 If an Application requires or will have access to the cellular network, then additionally such Application:
- Must comply with Apple's best practices and other guidelines on how Applications should access and use the cellular network;
- Must not in Apple's reasonable judgment excessively use or unduly burden network capacity or bandwidth;
- May not have Voice over Internet Protocol (VoIP) functionality.
6.2.08
This is insane
A "plastic soup" of waste floating in the Pacific Ocean is growing at an alarming rate and now covers an area twice the size of the continental United States, scientists have said.
The vast expanse of debris – in effect the world's largest rubbish dump – is held in place by swirling underwater currents. This drifting "soup" stretches from about 500 nautical miles off the Californian coast, across the northern Pacific, past Hawaii and almost as far as Japan.
29.1.08
Repress U

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welcome home
there's a boogyman
the boogyman is me
sofa bed
castkadonms
lazy boy souffle
waitin' on pompeii//
my brain's a war machine.
waitin' on the next
another shoe's another day
as long as it don't fall
i'm okay.
welcome home
(too late)
(to be alone)
(i know it)
(there's a such a thing)
(to be alone)
double headed
friends embedded
someone said, 'california smells like this in dreams.'
to me in visits, LA's a workman city
worn out dinkies and rocket sheets
little glitter
IF MAN MAKES WORLD AS CONSTRUCTION SITE
DEMOLITION TEAMS WORK BEST AT NIGHT
We hunt you down.
she said there's something so america about california
california's so third world - so's america
the tentacles of cinder blocks
with studs as thin as dimes
the material of contract-mundo
the soul and heart of concrete floors
that boom and crack the concrete floors
baghdad by toothbrush, san diego.
new york can barely fake a bombay charm
in the streets of this
mega-debacle-opolis
i give my hand
you take my arm.
your heartbeat and helicoptors
dust here ent the same, but oh, so similar
goin down on you is a bouquet of burning tires
we 69
have a ball of fire mushrooms, yeah
it's all confused when i think of you now
but i got space time and more
and the largest limousine in the traffic jam to paradise
televised and rip fuel
so many familiar faces
some i left faceless myself..
there's no mystery in the murder clouds
it's the abnormality of normal
you see,
i smell roast beef
i smell taco bell
i smell cordite in the metal.
i smell new car
i watch south park
i clutch the sofa
quake and tremble
welcome home.