I have no idea how many hours I’ve not logged listening to Warpaint's Ashes to Ashes, a gorgeous David Bowie cover.

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Things I Read This Week :: 01.26.13 

In an attempt to plow through my bulging and over-burdened Instapaper, Readablity, and Pocket un-read rss feeds, I’m going to be posting things I’ve read during the week.

“I can’t help but think that the whole point of people like Aaron is to show us how low and base and hidebound our expectations are.”

The 2012 StoryCorps video ends with Rene Pinnell asking where Mr. Ulbricht hopes to be in 20 years.

“Twenty years, uh,” says Mr. Ulbricht, tugging at his facial hair and looking sideways. After a pause, he looks directly at Mr. Pinnell and says, “I want to have had a substantial positive impact on the future of humanity by that time.”

This time he settled for dry ice, one of the preferred methods of self-amputation among the BIID community. The idea is to freeze the offending limb and damage it to the point that doctors have no choice but to amputate. David drove over to his local Walmart and bought two large trashcans. The plan was brutal, but simple. First, he would submerge the leg in a can full of cold water to numb it. Then he would pack it in a can full of dry ice until it was injured beyond repair.

These changes are making me feel a bit threatened and defensive. Instead of a lone weird white kid buying a house in Detroit, now I’m part of a movement. I shop at the Whole Foods, knowing every step into that store is a step away from a brand-new city that could be. And if someone tries to break into my house again I will not hesitate to defend myself and someday my family. Some days I feel caught in a tide I cannot row against, but these are the realities. Maybe I’m feeling a bit like the good people of Detroit must have felt to be counted amongst the citizens of “Murder City.”

I’m not certain I’ve accomplished anything other than taking one abandoned home off the street, teaching a few kids how to read, or bearing witness to a something larger than myself. I’m not certain I’ve become an example to anyone or necessarily changed a whole lot for the better. But I’m still here. I go to bed and I wake up every day in Detroit, in a house I built with my own hands. Sometimes success means just holding on.

“The Church has a very definite position: when weapons serve to protect the Fatherland, the Church supports both its creators and the soldiers who use it.”

The tragedy inflicted upon this wrongfully accused man, however, is only the latest injustice in this show’s history. In Detroit, city police shot a 7-year-old girl in the head in a bungled attempt to catch a suspect on The First 48. In Houston, another man was locked up for three years after cops wrongfully accused him of murder within the first 48 hours. And in Miami, according to a New Times examination of court records, at least 15 men have walked free of murder charges spawned under the program’s glare.

Despite it all — sloppy crime scenes, rushed arrests, ruined lives — The First 48, which has now reached its 13th season, is as popular as ever. Millions of Americans tune in to every new episode, and with ratings as seductive as these, who cares about a few botched investigations?

Things I Read This Week :: 01.20.13 

In an attempt to plow through my bulging and over-burdened Instapaper, Readablity, and Pocket un-read rss feeds, I’m going to be posting things I’ve read during the week.

NOTE: Future iterations of these posts will probably be fuller, seeing as how the idea occurred to me 15 minutes ago.

Today’s speech should be seen as the first step, not the last, on the road to restoring privacy. The causes that drove Obama to give this speech need to be, and will be, stoked and nurtured further until it becomes clear to official Washington that, this time around, cosmetic gestures are plainly inadequate.

"Without pills, we know very well how long people can last and how quickly they deteriorate, and you can anticipate problems," he says. "When you start filling in with pills, all your planning assumptions go out of the window. And when the effects of the pills wear off, you’ve no idea what kind of a zombie you’re going to be left with."

Working 80-100 hours a week simply destroys people. It’s entirely unsustainable and unhealthy, so people quit. When they quit, I can guarantee they’ll tell their colleagues why. Not only is there a high employee turnover problem, but even worse, the company will have to combat a reputation for abusively overworking their employees. The long hours end up being extremely short-sighted on both the recruitment and retention fronts.

LONG HOURS PROMOTE MARTYRDOM. Many of us have heard, “How long did you stay after I left?” or “I got home just after 10.”2 To the people who pride themselves in long hours, let me put it plainly: You have been duped. Your company has tricked you into believing your self-worth is tied to working longer and harder than others. I’m going to venture to say, that’s not a fair assessment of your worth and value, as a person or an employee.

TechCrunch.com Such DFW. Very Orwell. So Doge. Wow.

The so-called Sapir-Whorf hypothesis, which in a way is the basis of 1984, suggests that language influences thought. There isn’t actually a whole lot of experimental evidence which supports this; but it seems to me that the language to which one is exposed does influence what and how one writes.

nytimes.com | Burglars Who Took On F.B.I. Abandon Shadows

The Church Committee’s final report about the domestic surveillance was blunt. “Too many people have been spied upon by too many government agencies, and too much information has been collected,” it read.

Supreme Chi-Town Coding Crew Manifesto

The full manifesto is beautiful stuff and you should go read it.

Here are a few of my favorite bits:

Learning to make web sites and applications requires access to some basic resources. We steer new participants without these resources to places and programs where they can get a free or cheap laptop, learn basic computer literacy, and obtain adequate Internet access.

Citizens don’t have enough agency over the systems that govern our lives. We use data journalism to learn about and interrogate those systems to gain understanding and create accountability.

Everyone benefits from transparency. We share our work by publishing our projects with open source licensed code and Creative Commons licensed content.

Self-determination builds community and provides an antidote to atrophied civic and political life. We use participatory, consensus-based governance to practice democracy.

Now go read the rest of it.

aconversationoncool:

John Coltrane’s Handwritten Outline for A Love Supreme

(Reblogged from vellum)

Citizens of Earth,

Just read the news. Without a doubt, we’ve all got to go sometime. Mr. Mandela achieved in 95 intense and storied years what others will benefit from for centuries.

0n December 10th 1996, (the anniversary of which will take place 5 days from today) Mr. Mandela made public the South African Constitution.

The Constitution of these United States is a juggernaut of careful consideration and forethought. But South Africa’s? If you’ve never had the pleasure of reading it: brace yourself. The preamble alone is enough to warm you down to the marrow of your soul.

Read the bit below, then RUN — DO NOT WALK — to anywhere you can get your eyes on the rest.

Take a breath of life for Mr. Mandela, and get back into the fight. There’s a great deal of work still needs to be done.


Preamble

We, the people of South Africa, Recognise the injustices of our past;

Honour those who suffered for justice and freedom in our land;

Respect those who have worked to build and develop our country; and Believe that South Africa belongs to all who live in it, united in our diversity.

We therefore, through our freely elected representatives, adopt this Constitution as the supreme law of the Republic so as to —

Heal the divisions of the past and establish a society based on democratic values, social justice and fundamental human rights;

Lay the foundations for a democratic and open society in which government is based on the will of the people and every citizen is equally protected by law;

Improve the quality of life of all citizens and free the potential of each person;

and Build a united and democratic South Africa able to take its rightful place as a sovereign state in the family of nations.

Death Cafe organizers say their events have no motive other than spurring a discussion. There are no profits, lectures, or sales pitches at Death Cafes. All counseling or conversion is forbidden, and no one is allowed to network or offer professional advice. Instead, attendees simply show up, enjoy a snack and share some of their most intimate thoughts on death with people they’ve just met.

I’ve had this photo on my desktop for a really long time. I’ve seen it around and if you’ve got a lead on attribution, please let me know because they deserve a head’s up.

My favorite is the last paragraph:

But the proposal put before you by city staff is an ambush containing all those destructive consequences, packaged very sneakily with visually tiresome, unimaginative and imitative luxury project towers. How weird, and how sad, that New York, which has demonstrated successes enlightening to so much of the world, seems unable to learn lessons it needs for itself. I will make two predictions with utter confidence. 1. If you follow the community’s plan you will harvest a success. 2. If you follow the proposal before you today, you will maybe enrich a few heedless and ignorant developers, but at the cost of an ugly and intractable mistake. Even the presumed beneficiaries of this misuse of governmental powers, the developers and financiers of luxury towers, may not benefit; misused environments are not good long-term economic bets.

Come on, do the right thing. The community really does know best.

Strong, brave thinking from an amazing writer.

I found the full text of the letter on brooklynrail.org. It’s a great read.

clayrodery:

Test run


Perfect.

Printed out and placed next to the iconic picture of Anna Lee Fisher [wiki article].

Anna Lee Fisher.

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