This is spectacular.
This is spectacular.
Reminds me of my Logic classes in college. Ah, the days…
I love infographics. That is all.
The Secret to Our Success
Becky would appreciate this.
I just wanted to say a quick thank-you to everyone today for your support when David House and I were being detained at Quantico.
I don’t think any of this had anything to do with me, or frankly the 42,000 petition signatures. The only thing I did was provide housing and transportation to David House, because he’s just out of college and Glenn Greenwald told him he could stay with me when he comes to visit Manning.
Everyone but David has stopped coming to see Bradley, and it takes a lot of courage to do what David is doing. It’s a very intimidating situation. So I try to support him by giving him a place to stay and driving him to the base when he comes to town. That’s really my only involvement.
There is no doubt in my mind that the primary objective of everything that happened today was to keep Bradley Manning from having the company of his only remaining visitor. The MPs told us they were ordered to do this, the brass showed up to make sure that they did, and they held us until 2:50 by repeatedly asking for information they already had whenever we asked to leave.
Visiting hours at the brig end at 3pm, and don’t begin again until the next weekend. It’s a half hour walk from the front gate to the brig, and although they have allowed David to walk before, they wouldn’t let him do it this time. They said he’d have to catch a cab and come back on the base, but they wouldn’t release him to do that until 2:50.
This was all about detaining David, not me. I would not be surprised to learn they were also punishing him for speaking out about Manning’s conditions. The State Department, the FBI and just about every three-letter government agency has been investigating David and the other Boston hackers since they began organizing support for Bradley Manning last summer, with one witch hunt after another attempting to implicate them in one of Adrian Lamo’s fabulist tales of a physical disk hand-off from Manning to Wikileaks. The New York Times keeps printing that one, over and over again, with the Justice Department whispering in their ear and nothing but the word of the inconsistent Lamo for evidence.
David has been detained at the airport, his computer seized and held for months with no explanation. The McCarthy-esque actions of the security agencies has terrified all of these idealistic young people. It is exceptionally admirable that David and others persist in supporting Bradley Manning despite it all.
The net effect of the MP’s actions today was to escalate the climate of threats and intimidation around David, a 23 year-old who just graduated from college, and cut Manning off from any personal contact with the one person who is still showing up to visit him after the government consciously scared everyone else off.
I am very happy that I went, and could be there to support David, because one of the first things the MPs said to us when we arrived — long before they asked for driver’s license, social security numbers, registration, phone numbers, quizzed us about the addresses on our licenses, etc, etc, was that they had orders to do all of this. Which means they were planning to detain us long before we got there. They were going to use any excuse to keep David from visiting Manning, and try to intimidate him from coming back.
It was really heartening to David to hear of everyone’s support when we were being threatened with arrest, searched and detained for two hours. What happened was not a surprise. It’s sad that this is what we have all come to expect when advocating for the civil rights of someone who has been identified as an “enemy of the state,” without benefit of a trial. But here we are.
It’s important to remember, however, that the true targets of today’s actions were Bradley Manning and David House. What is happening to both of them should be of concern of everyone, so I hope people don’t lose sight of that.
After I talked with Jackie this morning about K-State’s last game, I thought I’d do a post on my thoughts on our current team.
I never particularly cared for you. You looked kind of lazy, that’s probably because you’re nearly 7 feet tall and nearly 300 pounds. You are not quick. Doesn’t really matter as you apparently left the team this weekend. Thanks for that.
You tall, gangly Avatar. Anyone who says you look like an Avatar said it after me. I was first. I kind of like you, but I wish you were better at the game.
I like your shoulders. They are magnificent. Even though you’re not the best player on the court, I like your enthusiasm.
What the fuck is wrong with you?! You were so much better last year. This year, you are horrible. No wonder you never start games. I bet your sucking has to do with your mental breakdown you had earlier this year. What was that about?!
I hate you. You are the least-likeable player on the team, bar none. First it was your inability to be a team player. That’s why you sat the first few games. Then your fucking stunt with Dillard’s. Are you fucking retarded?! Jesus. I find it unfortunate that you’re a halfway good basketball player. Otherwise I wish you would quit the team. It’s like you’re fucking poison. Speaking of poison, although I have no evidence for this at all, I blame you for roping Jacob Pullen into your Dillard’s decision. I think you poisoned his good judgement.
Who are you? Have you ever even played? Maybe next year.
I’m glad you’ll be around for a few more years. You’re a sophomore, you know. Ever since that game at the Sprint Center where you lost a tooth and came back into the game a few minutes later, you have been my favorite player. You have a team-oriented attitude, unlike that prick Kelly. Also, your name is fun to say.
You haven’t played all that much this year, but so far, I like your game. Also, you are not Curtis Kelly, so that’s an extra point in your favor.
I only know a few things about you. You used to start and now you don’t. Though you get some playing time. Also, you, too, are not Curtis Kelly.
I bet you hang out with Jarrod Kruger, don’t you? I have no idea who you are either.
You’re the other white guy, right?
I liked you so much more when you didn’t hang out with Curtis Kelly. I bet you miss Dennis Clemente. Despite the fact that Dennis used to take approximately 900 3-point shots per game, you weren’t a half bad pair. Rest assured, though, without you, we probably wouldn’t even make the NIT.
You’ve done well this year. I think you even started a few games lately. Keep up the good work. Stay away from Curtis Kelly. (See above)
There’s something about you that I can’t quite put my finger on. It’s like you let that whole “Sixth Man of the Year” shit go to your head or something. You’re no Curtis Kelly, but you have this kind of dickish je ne sais quoi. You’ve been doing better lately, though (See Texas Tech game).
You’re supposed to be this really good freshman, but have you played yet? If so, I don’t remember. I’ll look for you next year.
I like you. I will say I was kind of surprised to see you starting, but hey, I’m not the coach. You seem to do alright, but it seems like you get the ball stolen from you a lot. Also, I’m not trying to be a dick or anything, but seriously: Proactiv, man
See Shane Southewell.
If you’re one of the few people who happen to subscribe to this, you may have noticed a little uptick in postings. Last night I was able to figure out how to get my shared links out of Google Reader and into a post on here. I “share” quite a few links over there and I think that is partially the reason I don’t post as much here. Problem solved!
Although a bit belated, this is the type of post most others with blogs have already made. Screw those people; I do what I want, when I want.
I’m still very happily married, so nothing really new there. However there is happy news for some of my friends. Most recently, Becky and I attended Josh and Jamie’s wedding. A little before that, John proposed to Paige. Lastly, Ben and Kara are having a baby. So yay to all that.
This year it seems like we went to more sports games than any other year. Royals games, Chiefs games, K-State games. So much fun. The teams themselves had varying results. The Royals still suck. The Chiefs made the playoffs for the first time since 2003. The 2009-2010 Men’s K-State basketball team made the Elite 8. The 2010-2011 team is currently 11-3 and ranked 17th. Some disappointing losses in there, but still quite good. Hoping for another deep run. Fantasy Football this year was good for me: second place. Sadly, this is the same result as last year. Perhaps even more sad, I could have won if I had started some of the people I had on my bench.
XTEC is still pretty much the same. There were a few notable changes, however. At some point, I don’t recall when exactly, I decided to change my working hours from 8-5 to 7-4. With Becky usually getting home around four-ish, it just made sense for me to try and match our hours a bit better. After the initial dislike of getting up getting up about an hour earlier, I’m quite happy with the decision. I think Becky is as well. The other change is some newer software we’ve been working on. I’ll spare everyone the nerdy details, but I enjoy it.
My birthday is August 8th. Horrible date, really. When you’re a kid and your birthday is during the summer, you never get the school birthday parties or the assembly recognition. I’ve heard this has changed since I was a kid, too late for me, though. Anywho, to celebrate my birthday we decided to go on a float trip. Awesome decision, if I do say so myself. After Becky and I’s float trip the prior year with Josh and Jamie, we were really excited to go again. I’ll go ahead and leave out details of the trip, but suffice it to say it was a glorious time. This has already been decreed an annual event.
The other fun thing we did was finally go on our proposal hot air balloon ride.
I’ll quickly tangent into a summary of how my plans for that day went completely awry: I took Becky to lunch at Noodles and Company. While there, I call up the balloon guy to confirm we’re on for the secret balloon ride later in the day. He tells me it’s windy and he’s sure we’ll be able to go; he calls it 50-50. I say I kind of have big plans for the day and we’ll risk it. By the way, balloon guy lives like 3 freaking hours away. Fast forward three hours and we’re in a Wal-Mart parking lot. It’s windy. I call balloon guy and the short version is “It’s too windy, can’t do it.” Which, I pretty much already knew, but didn’t want to accept. He says he can come show us the basket we would have been riding in had we actually gone up in it. For some reason, I think this is ok and say sure. In retrospect, what is the fucking point? Seems like rubbing my nose in shit. Whatever. Anyways, at that point I inform Becky that I was going to take her on a balloon ride and she’s happy, but also disappointed. She doesn’t yet know the grand plan. So, we leave the parking lot with the promise that we can go up at a later date when it’s not so windy. A shitty consolation prize, but a prize nonetheless. We decide to tour the grand cityscape that is Parsons, Kansas. While driving around I’m desperately trying to figure out a plan. We find an arboretum, but it’s December, so it pretty much totally sucks. We leave to continue our tour. We find the city park and decide to go play in the playground. Becky, in her infinitely childlike wisdom, decides that the the green T-Rex rocking thing should be played on immediately. She also demands I ride it with her. I, of course oblige her. While sitting behind her on this stupid green thing, I reach in my pocket, slyly pull out the ring box, open it, and reach around her, and ask her to marry me. She says yes, which I totally expected. But what I didn’t expect was that when she tried to put the damn ring on, it wouldn’t fit. Despite telling the jeweler her ring size, they apparently decided not to size the ring. Fucking. Awesome. Could my day be worse? So, all my plans totally went to shit, but she said yes, so I guess that’s the point I guess.
Anyways, so we finally got back to Parsons, which incidentally was home to the last place on earth where you could find an official Kodachrome development facility. We finally get our balloon ride and Becky couldn’t have been happier. I actually enjoyed myself as well. I guess I haven’t mentioned, I hate heights. A lot. The things men do for women.
I had my 10 year high school reunion this year. It was an interesting event to say the least. I actually won an award. The title was something like Most Technically Saavy. Basically I’m the biggest nerd. I may have campaigned for this title. I may also have been incredibly drunk and I may also have wore a pink boa for a while.
I kind of had a lot of plans for bettering myself in 2010. Most didn’t really come to fruition. I did manage to continue keep my weight down, which I suppose is a good thing. I kind of stopped going to the gym, which is beyond pathetic. Also, I completely failed at making any postings on this site since May I think. That kind of sucks too. What’s the point in having a blog if you don’t post to it? I blame Twitter.
My big plan for 2011 is the whole health bit. This is just like everyone else I suppose. I’ve been working out a bit already with the the weights I have at home, but it’s no real substitution for an actual gym. I’m also going to try and limit my alcohol intake during the week. This will be somewhat challenging. It’s hard to deny the allure of the of a good white Russian. Also, Becky and I are really, really, really hoping we can buy a house this summer. We’d love to be out of our town home. My other goal is to make more posts here on this blog. I enjoy having a blog, but when you’re lazy, you’re lazy. I’ll change that. In general, though, my plans are fairly simplistic and quite attainable. That being said, we’ll see how this year goes.