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Elements of Past & Future Combined Into Something Not Quite as Good as Either

Patrick Farley's Online Journal

E-Sheep Update: Apocamon 4 (incomplete)
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Uploaded: APOCAMON 4: CHARGE OF THE LION HORSES
(or, what exists of it so far, before I got distracted in 2007)
http://www.electricsheepcomix.com/apocamon/04/



I would love to finish the Apocamon series before the end of 2010. The coming new decade needs to see Millenarianism -- and the infinite cruelty it represents -- laughed into oblivion.

Electric Sheep Comix Twitter Feed
Starwatcher
[info]pfarley
http://twitter.com/esheepcomix

Don't Call it a Comeback.
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Now is as bad a time as any. I've finally begun uploading Electric Sheep Comix to its new home at electricsheepcomix.com.

Let nobody mistake this for a "relaunch." This is a reboot, and will be a slow, ugly, grinding one at that. Everything is not up yet. Files need to be recovered and repaired. The legacy HTML all reeks of 1998 standards. I don't know when I'm going to get everything fixed and uploaded, let alone when I will complete your favorite story. But there's the new home, and to underscore how shitty, broken down, incomplete and primitive it all is, I've skinned the site in a prehistoric 2-bit CRT green. (Behold, children -- this is how those of us who grew up in the 1980s computed.)

Flintpunk: Spread the Meme
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Now that Steampunk is passe, I'm looking to get the jump on the next retro-slipstream novelty: FLINTPUNK. But before I develop any new creative properties, it's only right to look back and give a shout-out to those early pioneers:



Note: the woman on the left (Ika) is Rae Dawn Chong from the movie "Quest for Fire." You can watch excerpts on Hulu: http://www.hulu.com/quest-for-fire

Graphical Overview of Same Sex Marriage Debate, v. 1.3
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Arguments transcribed from various Facebook polls; a work in progress: (click for larger view)


The Bush Years: All Circus, No Bread
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley


Trying to explain what was wrong with the Bush Era feels like trying to vomit up a cannonball. I don't think my jaw can stretch that wide.

Seriously, where does one even begin? Abu Ghraib? Ahmed Chalabi? Mission Accomplished? The "Battle of Iraq?" Valerie Plame? No-bid contracts? The billions of dollars the Pentagon can't account for, and apparently never will? The Department of Justice firings? The blue Iraqi flag? The staged press conference? The fake Thanksgiving turkey? Terry Schiavo? Freedom Fries?

I can at least say this for Bush: he *didn't* plant any WMDs in Iraq.

But really, Bush himself wasn't the problem. Bush was a cipher, the perfect vacuum at the center of a perfect storm -- an ideological superstorm which rotated, like some slow, sick, wobbling hurricane of raw sewage over America for 8 years, like some brown, shitty version of Jupiter's Great Red Spot. This Neo-Conservative Superstorm, as I'll call it, had three major sources of energy feeding it:

a) a panicked population in need of a Protective Patriarch,

b) a Republican party crowded with brazen and reckless ideologues,

and most significantly:

c) A network of Conservative Think Tanks with deep pockets and a fearsomely coordinated army of media pundits.

As for the first two factors: I'll leave the question open as to how so many Americans could be so gullible, or how so many elected officials got it into their heads that they were entitled to do WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WANTED simply because they belonged to God's Own Party. Stampede voters and the thieving fuckwits who prey on them have always been with us. Nothing new there.

What is new and unique about these past 8 years was the rise of the Conservative Think Tanks. To explain who they are, how they operate, and what kind of mischief they've caused, is to try and throw up the mother of all cannonballs.

Think of the Conservative Think Tank system as a parody of the university system; a network of "institutes" all founded to support an ideology, whose "scholars" write "reports" and conduct "studies" which surprise! -- all re-affirm the correctness of their institute's ideological premise.

If you're thinking of "Creation Scientists" whose papers are "peer-reviewed" by other Creationists, you already understand how Think Tanks operate. It also helps to picture a crowd of lunatics clustered together, peeing down each others' legs.

What do Think Tanks primarily produce? Policy. And who are their clients? Government officials (but even here the distinction blurs, as think tank "fellows" are often appointed to cabinet or advisor positions while elected officials are often groomed and funded by Think Tanks from the beginning of their political career.) The invasion of Iraq, to take a famous example, was crafted by Project for a New American Century in 1998 (but you already knew that, right?). These policies are supported by the Think Tanks' own "reports" and "studies" whose footnotes, on careful observation, reference studies by other, ideologically-aligned Conservative Think Tanks.

And, well... you get the idea. Cherry-picked intelligence. "Greeted as liberators." "Plan B is to make Plan A work." Caesar will only hear what is pleasing to Caesar. Lunatics pissing down each others' legs. Etc.

What made 2005 the bleakest year of my life was the realization that I lived in a Post-Truth America. The Neo-Cons had created an environment where truth not only didn't matter, truth was outright impossible. If I don't like the facts, I'll invent my own facts was the apparent motto of the Bush White House and indeed the whole Conservative movement. And it *seemed* that the majority of Americans were okay with this. Could you, for example, have found ten people who agreed that WMDs were (or were not) discovered in Iraq? Could you have found ten people who agreed that Saddam Hussein was NOT responsible for the attacks of 9/11? When the administration itself was incapable of giving a straight answer to these questions, there was no way of establishing the truth or falsehood of any lunatic belief at that time. It was like watching a burglary in broad daylight, where none of the neighbors -- in fact, not even the homeowner being burgled -- was interested in calling the police.

And as Bush's cronies amble away into the sunset today, their pockets still bulging and jingling, I find myself wondering: "If a law is broken, but nobody cares to press charges, was a crime actually committed?"

All my life I've heard Baby Boomers bitching about Nixon, even after he was dead. I used to wish they'd just GET OVER IT, but now I understand their bitterness. It wasn't what Nixon did that infuriated them so much. It's what he got away with. Nixon was nudged out of office by a momentary gust of public disfavor over a botched burglary attempt -- not, say, a Congressional investigation into the bombing of Cambodia. There was never a thorough reckoning of the misdeeds of Nixon's White House, just as there will probably never be a full accounting of the perversions and swindles of Bush's presidency. To the majority of Americans, Bush will be that guy who invaded Iraq and wrecked the economy.

But I guess that's the good news: as today's events testify, the Neo-Con Superstorm eventually blew itself out. Exactly how and why, I don't fully understand. It's like the alien war machines toppling over at the end of War of the Worlds because the Martians all died of natural causes. Strangely anti-climactic, but WTF, they're dead all the same. Perhaps it doesn't matter that 30% of Americans STILL believe Saddam Hussein planned the attacks of 9/11. As today's events testify, a majority of Americans aren't buying the Think Tank New American Empire bullshit anymore. When all is said and done, jingoism doesn't put food on your family.

Hm. I think I've worked out the epitaph for the Bush administration:

All circus and no bread.

And yes, I know. It was no circus to the armless Iraqi kids. It was no circus to the families of dead American service men and women. I know, I know. Like I said, my jaw can't quite stretch wide enough to puke up this cannonball.

Tonight, let's raise a glass, to ourselves, for surviving the Bush Era.

And let's raise a second glass to those who didn't.


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Addendum 1.21.2009:
Apparently somebody *did* manage to vomit up the cannonball: Hugh's List of Bush Scandals. Gods bless the Internet!

Not an official Electric Sheep comic...
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
But a continuing fill-in story for Jenn Manley Lee's Dicebox:

Don't Look Back

As you can tell, the story is in progress, and will probably continue until the end of the year. (And if you're not familiar with Jenn's Dicebox, do yourself a favor and read the entire story here.)

The new Electric Sheep website will hopefully launch in January 2009 (in time for President Obama's inauguration!)

A Happy New Year to All
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
I know I haven't posted in a while. The truth is I haven't had anything new or interesting to report -- I'm still working on the Undisclosed Film Project by day, and by night still jerking back and forth between 20 different personal projects, all of which are about 75% complete, but none of which is solidly compelling enough to exclude all the others and inspire me to finish it. I recognize the problem as adult ADD; my goal in 2008 is to find and receive effective treatment for it.* Or become rich/powerful enough that I can gather an army of minions to complete my work for me.

On the issue of the missing domain: long story short, I forgot that E-SHEEP.COM was up for renewal in November (see comment above regarding ADD), and as the snail-mail reminders from NetSol never forwarded to my Portland address, I woke up one morning to discover the fine folks at Sedo.de had snatched it up for me. They're kindly offering to sell it back to me for a modest price, but to be honest, I never liked having a domain with a hyphen in it. At least not enough to pay the sum they're asking. So, Electric Sheep Comics will return shortly at www.electricsheepcomics.com.

When will there be new content? I honestly can't tell you. If my web comics actually generated an income for me, I'd be a fucking machine, I swear I would. But until that time -- or at least, until I have a "hands-free" source of income (such as, say, the residuals from a successful Hollywood film) , those E-Sheep comics are going to have to lurk in the "When I Have Time" circle of Limbo.

That being said, I've got a good feeling about 2008.

May the New Year bring you corners turned, humps surmounted, and at least 3 excellent meals.

AND NOW SOMETHING FOR THE KIDS:
You may be too young to remember the band Missing Persons, although you probably remember their song "Destination Unknown" as covered by the Smashing Pumpkins. (If you're too young to remember the Smashing Pumpkins, I'm afraid I can't help you). While I can't speak to the quality of this video, and [insert cheap shot at Eighties hairstyles here], this is one of my favorite songs from childhood, and today seems a good day to give it a listen. NerdNote: Dale Bozzio, lead singer of Missing Persons, was the stylistic inspiration for Pris in the movie Blade Runner. Enjoy!






*Current health provider tells me I don't have ADD; I'm just "an energetic person with a lot of varying interests," or so the counselor told me. Which was so very, very helpful.

Obligatory Solstice Post!
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley

(no subject)
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
"The trick is to catch them at school -- before they become generals and senators and presidents -- and poison their minds with humanity."

Kurt Vonnegut, 1922 - 2007

DNA Animation
Starwatcher
[info]pfarley
A truly amazing work of CGI:

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Robert Anton Wilson: January 18, 1932 – January 11, 2007
Starwatcher
[info]pfarley
"A worse idea, which has terrified millions, claims that some of us will go to a place called Hell, where we will suffer eternal torture. This does not scare me because, when I try to imagine a Mind behind this universe, I cannot conceive that Mind, usually called 'God,' as totally mad.... The idea that the Mind of Creation (if such exists) wants to torture some of its critters for endless infinities of infinities seems too absurd to take seriously.

Such a deranged Mind could not create a mud hut, much less the exquisitely mathematical universe around us.

If such a monster-God did exist, the sane attitude would consist of practising the Buddhist virtue of compassion. He seems very sick in His head, so don't give way to hatred: try to understand and forgive him. Maybe He will recover his wits some day. (I wrote "He" instead of the fashionable "He or She" because only male Gods appear to have invented Hells. I can't think of a single Goddess who ever created a Hell for people who displeased Her .)"

from "Cheerful Reflections on Death & Dying"

WE'RE DOOMED!
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Just think -- with the Democrats running Congress, Americans might die.

In fact, with the Democrats in power, it's conceivable we Americans might even be ATTACKED ON OUR OWN SOIL!

What a terrible day that America's government should fall into such incompetent hands.

(no subject)
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley



"A world in which it is wrong to murder an individual civilian and right to drop a thousand tons of high explosives on a residential area does sometimes make me wonder whether this earth of ours is not a loony bin made use of by some other planet."

George Orwell

And while you're thinking the good thoughts...
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
noodge1

Please send some telepathic wellness vibes to my friend Noodge, The Largest Cat Who Ever Lived, currently in the hospital with fatty liver disease and an obstructed intestine. May he return home to enjoy treats and scritches from the humans who love him!

Some good news
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
This is reprinted from Mark Frauenfelder's weblog on BoingBoing:

Today, I received this email from Bob's daughter, which contains a note from Bob. It's very moving. People opened their hearts and their wallets, and Bob is going to be able to live out his remaining days in peace. Thank you all very much.

200610021323On behalf of my Dad, RAW (Bob), I want to throw my arms around you "like a circle 'round the sun!" for your loving graciousness in posting Bob's need on your site. As of about 5 minutes ago, over $68,000 has come in. We are all overjoyed as it now means that we can continue to celebrate this phase of his life in the comfort of his own home, with all the care he needs, until his passing, honored by the loving support of so, so many wondrous folks. Just last week I was sick with heartache as we were faced with giving his notice and now, the world has simply and completely - transformed. Last night, he dictated a note that he wanted me to forward to you - below is the text. He is very weak, cannot sit up or eat on his own, and as he struggled with a whispery voice to express his gratitude, he broke into tears several times. How my heart swelled as I gazed at this man who has been both one of the most frustrating - and incredible - beings I have ever known. I would not be who I am today, had I not grown up with him. Much love, Christina Pearson

BOB'S NOTE:

Dear Friends, my God, what can I say. I am dumbfounded, flabbergasted, and totally stunned by the charity and compassion that has poured in here the last three days.

To steal from Jack Benny, "I do not deserve this, but I also have severe leg problems and I don't deserve them either."

Because he was a kind man as well as a funny one, Benny was beloved. I find it hard to believe that I am equally beloved and especially that I deserve such love.

Whoever you are, wherever you are, know that my love is with you.

You have all reminded me that despite George W. Bush and all his cohorts, there is still a lot of beautiful kindness in the world.

Blessings.

Robert Anton Wilson


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Robert Anton Wilson needs help
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
As many of you know, I've been Robert Anton Wilson's webmaster since 1995. I haven't publicized this fact for various reasons, but now I'd like to ask my blog readers -- many of whom, I suspect, are also readers of Wilson's work -- to offer assistance.

You've probably heard by now that Bob is both in grave health and facing financial difficulties. Simply put, his book royalties aren't covering his medical costs -- an outrageous situation, considering how influential his books have been over the past 3 decades. (Dan Brown and Chris Carter ought to rent Bob an entire hospital wing, they owe him that much.)

If you've appreciated RAW's works -- Illuminatus, Schroedinger's Cat, Wilhelm Reich in Hell and the score of others, now would be an excellent time to express your gratitude on the material plane.

Donations can be made to Bob directly through his Paypal account: olgaceline@gmail.com.

You can also send a check payable to Robert Anton Wilson to
Dennis Berry c/o Futique Trust
P.O. Box 3561
Santa Cruz, CA 95063



6/6/6
Boosh Rabbit
[info]pfarley
Subject: Defense of Marriage in the Name of the Lamb
From: "Patrick Farley"
To: comments@whitehouse.gov
Date: Tue, June 6, 2006

Dear Mr. President,

I am deeply concerned about the proposed Constitutional Amendment which will define marriage as being strictly between a man and a woman -- for the Book of Revelation CLEARLY states that there is another sanctioned Marriage, the coming Wedding between the city of New Jerusalem and The Lamb.

I urge you to remember this passage from Revelation 21:

"And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband... And there came unto me one of the seven angels which had the seven vials full of the seven last plagues, and talked with me, saying, Come hither, I will shew thee the bride, the Lamb's wife."

This Marriage is, after all, the goal toward which all *true* Christians strive; I fear we would insult the Almighty if we neglected to codify it into our national law. For remember too this passage from Revelation 22: "For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book!"

Do we dare risk writing our great nation out of the Book of Life by committing the sin of ommission? Mr. President, I urge you to veto any Defense of Marriage bill which comes across your desk unless it CLEARLY states that marriage shall only be between a man and a woman, OR between the City of New Jerusalem and The Lamb. The fate of not just our nation, but our immortal souls, may depend on it.

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with us all. Amen!


Patrick Sean Farley
San Francisco, CA


Laser Eye Surgery: the Pixies vs. Balrogs Phase
Starwatcher
[info]pfarley
So what does it feel like afterward?

Imagine a tiny army of Pixies, each about 1 milimeter high, floating right in front of your left eyeball, shooting a non-stop barrage of tiny magical arrows straight into the back of your eyeball; magical arrows, made of stardust and peppermint and sugar and sparkly techno-blips; not exactly painful, but... weird. Tingly.

The Pixie barrage lasts for several minutes; then come the tiny Balrogs, emerging from the rear of your eyeball in miniature balls of flame, swiping their tiny, flat swords this way and that, at every unpleasant angle you can imagine. Your whole eyeball roasts in the heat for a moment; and you can remember that yes indeed, your eyeball was in fact cut open and cooked a few hours ago.... Then the fire dies down, the Balrogs retreat back behind your retina, and the Pixies resume their tiny, sparkly-sugar-stardust frontal assault.

The battle rages on for hours....

(to be continued...)

Beware the Pugs of May
Starwatcher
[info]pfarley
It's tough, working a day job where I share a cube with another person. No privacy. No slacking off and posting to LJ, lest I be tattled upon to the manager. Hence, no updates in a while. But today, finally, the cubemate is away on vacation, and my supervisor is in a meeting, and now, sleek as a ferret, I dart forth to post these highlights of the past and upcoming month:

a) I gave myself a concussion about 2 weeks ago. I won't go into the details; suffice it to say it was a stupid accident involving vodka, a dining table, and a pug. Fortunately my sister, an intensive care unit nurse, was onhand (also, strangely enough, she was the one who kept giving me the vodka.) She looked me over and informed me it was only a first degree concussion. I'd hate to know what a second- or third-degree feels like! Last week, the pain felt exactly like a toothache, except that my entire SKULL was the tooth. This week was much better, in comparison; it's merely felt as if a giant bird has been pecking at one tender spot on my skull, over and over, hoping to pierce its beak through and suck out my brain. Fortunately, today seems to be the turning point; said giant bird seems to be growing bored with me and is shuffling off in search of thinner skulls to peck. Hooray!

b) I'm getting laser surgery next week in my left eye. 20/20 vision here I come!

c) I've hit upon the crazy notion that I might try to earn money rendering custom character portraits for gamers. I'm having too much fun with this nonsense not to be generating some kind of profit from it.



d) My local friends are certifiably insane! If you haven't already, check out these photos of [info]soundhive and [info]occlupanid's REAL-LIFE KATAMARI which they rolled across San Francisco in this year's Bay to Breakers Race. YOU WILL FEEL THE COSMOS!

e) I will be in Portland the weekend of June 10. More details to come!

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