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Published on one of NZ's two major news sites.

Quote from: JOJO MADDREN
Labour needs the Greens and New Zealand First to even think about forming a government.

The Greens, if they ever got to any real political power, would destroy the wellbeing of New Zealand while attempting to save the country for all the sheep. But with the rest of the world busy cranking up the greenhouse gases, even the poor old Kiwi battler wouldn't survive under their rule.

For now, Labour has David Cunliffe but at the rate he's going in the opinion polls, it won't be long before we have another change of Labour leader. Just when we thought we had got rid of that fishy smell in Parliament, Shane Jones of SeaLord fame will step forward into the breech.

As for Winston Peters, since I met over him a year ago, there hasn't been a day gone by I haven thought of him. And I haven't thought about him today either.

So folks, why would you even think of changing a winning National team?

One which has led us through the great financial crisis to the promised land. That's the key issue which will get my vote: proven leadership in the tough times. QED.

Crowdsourced news ftw!

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Mozilla Chief Executive Brendan Eich has stepped down, the company has said, after an online dating service urged a boycott of the company's web browser because of a donation Eich made to opponents of marriage equality.

The software company came under fire for appointing Eich as CEO last month. In 2008, he gave money to oppose the legalisation of marriage equality in California, a hot-button issue especially at a company that boasts about its policy of inclusiveness and diversity.

"We didn't act like you'd expect Mozilla to act," wrote Mozilla Executive Chairwoman Mitchell Baker in a blog post. "We didn't move fast enough to engage with people once the controversy started. We're sorry."

The next step for Mozilla's leadership "is still being discussed," she added, with more information to come next week.

While activists applauded the move, many in the technology community lamented the departure of Eich, who invented the programming language Javascript and co-founded Mozilla.

"Brendan Eich is a good friend of 20 years, and has made a profound contribution to the web and to the entire world," venture capitalist Marc Andreessen tweeted.

Eich donated US$1000 in 2008 in support of California's Proposition 8, which banned gay marriage in the state until it was struck down by the Supreme Court in June.

His resignation came days after OkCupid.com, the popular online dating site, called for a boycott of Mozilla Firefox to protest the world's Number 2 web browser naming a marriage equality opponent as chief executive.

On Monday, OkCupid sent a message to visitors who accessed the website through Firefox, suggesting they use browsers such as Microsoft Corp's Internet Explorer or Google's Chrome.

"Mozilla's new CEO, Brendan Eich, is an opponent of equal rights for gay couples," the message said. "We would therefore prefer that our users not use Mozilla software to access OkCupid."

 - Reuters

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RPG Ghetto / C0DA - The Elder Scrolls Series
« on: March 30, 2014, 09:29:33 pm »
So having played through the Elder Scrolls series a number of times, and most recently as a scholar interested in amassing all of the game's books and artifacts and reading all of the texts, I've just started to take a look at various communities discussing Elder Scrolls lore.

It looks like these communities are working at digesting something big and fairly new, which is a (presumably unofficial, or at least contested) text (or draft for a comic) released by Michael Kirkbride, one of the writers, called C0DA. In this text, as far as I can tell so far, the dude basically expands on some of the fairly crazy cosmology and metaphysics written for the series, as well as establishing that The Elder Scrolls series is roughly a multiverse, in which every possible thing is happening at once, or similar.

This seems to be an effort to end the "OMG YOUR STORY IS NOT BASED ON CANON" arguments, because those are stupid, so the dude has put together a piece of sci-fi writing about the previously seemingly sword/magic setting, to say that 'all statements about the Elder Scrolls setting are true and the elaboration on this setting is now an open source piece of storytelling'.

It's an interesting project which I don't at all understand yet. Here's a sample of the madness, a conversation between the various gods and demons interacted with during the game series.

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DOUBLE PAGE SPLASH: Low angle looking up, as the five members of the Pseudo-6th-House (VIVEC, ALMALEXIA, SOTHA SIL, MOLAG BAL, and the UR) and Alandro Sul descend in a stable freefall through a monstrous white-hot interdimensional "tunnel" made out of liquid video.

The walls of this tunnel look like waterfalls of elongated, gelatinous television screens, alien news channels, monster-filled sitcoms, and mercurial infomercials all stretching past at terminal velocity.

Alandro looks quite terrified. He's being held stable by his best pal, Vivec.

Most of the super-people all look like they are having fun: Vivec is grinning, the Ur and Molag Bal are cracking jokes. Sotha Sil and Almalexia look stalwart and determined, but otherwise remain unshaken as they fall. This kind of stuff is completely normal to them.

SOTHA SIL: Everyone remember your pop-up blockers! Have your info-virals protex engaged! Lock and load! Almalexia will help us maintain physical and mental coherency!

ALMALEXIA: We're freefalling in pure television foam, team! Ten seconds until the LZ and don't waste one of them looking around or you risk pleasure-center infection!

ALANDRO SUL: HEY, V! IS IT TOO LATE TO CHANGE MY MIND?!?

VIVEC: YOU'RE ABOUT TO DOCUMENT THE PSEUDO-6TH-HOUSE PREVENTING EARTH'S INVASION BY THE INTELLECTIVE'S OWN VIDEOVERSE! TOUGHEN UP!

(beat)

HOW'S THE LZ, SIL?

ALANDRO SUL: THE INTELLECTIVE?!?

SOTHA SIL: ALMALEXIA AND I ARE STABILIZING A POCKET REAL, BROTHER! WE'LL HIT EARTH-TYPE GROUND! WE'RE ALSO WORKING ON GETTING THAT TINGLE OUT OF EVERYONE'S HEAD VIA OUR HYPER-AMYGDALAS!

MOLAG BAL: DAGOTH UR, QUIT STARING INTO THE SALES FOAM!

THE UR: BUT EVERYTHING'S ONLY $19.95!

MOLAG BAL: HEH.

THE UR: "MY GOD, IT'S FULL OF COMMERCIALS!"

MOLAG BAL: HA HA.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / ATTN: REVERAND PEAS.
« on: March 19, 2014, 06:29:31 pm »
DEAR MR PEAS,

JUST WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT, PAL?

REGARDS,

PAES

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / A Mortician's Story
« on: March 19, 2014, 01:29:38 am »
"This the guy?"

"Yep. Door's locked, of course. Key stashed away in my office."

"Any other access to the room?"

"No, sir. Like I was telling the other guy, we've got cameras in this hall we must have been over five or six times. It was just me an' Charlie in there."

"And where's Charlie now?"

"Next room down the hall."

"Mm. I'm sorry for your loss. So you were there when it happened?"

"Yeah, right there. One minute Charlie's Charlie, y'know, and then he's not."

"How close to him were you?"

"Oh, we were pals. Work pals, y'know. Colleagues, we'd have a drink together now and then but I didn't see him on the weekends."

"I mean when it happened."

"Oh." "Close. Right there. Listen, I've got nothing to hide because I'd never hurt Charlie, so I was right there next to him and I had a scalpel, but it weren't me that cut him, I'm sure of that. And you'd be sure of that too, if you saw him."

"But I can't."

"No."

"Because of what happened to the first investigator?"

"Yeah, your guy Jones. How is he?"

"We work in different departments. Go over again what happened. One minute he was Charlie..."

"Then he stepped back, drew in a breath and looked down at his hand. Thought he must've nicked himself, which he never did, but... Then I saw the blood. Running down his right arm. Then another patch started spreading from his left shoulder, soaking through his coat, then.... then just everywhere."

"And what did you do?"

"I said 'Charlie!'"

"And then?"

"And then he came to pieces. And then I ran out of there."

"And half an hour later, Jones turns up to talk to you."

"That's right. And his partner."

"And what happened to Jones?"

"Same thing. He went in to see the guy, then his partner starts yelling. Next thing I know, doors are all locked and I'm told I can't go home until I tell the same story to at least another ten of you guys. Listen, what's going on?"

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to discuss much of that with you. I can say that this sounds like exactly the sort of case my department specialises in. That body you've got in there is razor sharp. Sharp in ways you can't even begin to comprehend and pretty soon, Jones and Charlie are going to be sharp too."

"Sorry?"

"Don't sweat it. Just get back into your office and stay in there until someone comes in to get you." "Yeah, Gray, bring the team on in. We've got another case of Richter Mortis."

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / A new currency.
« on: March 18, 2014, 07:39:51 pm »
With the recent failures of bitcoin, issues with cryptocurrency are becoming increasingly apparent, we see that a new system of trade is required.

Based on the economic theories of an anomyous Arabian scholar, we are proud to introduce the Necronomicoin. Our current understanding is that Necronomicoins are mined by way of occult ceremonies involving appeals to and bargains with Long Dead Gods, who are responsible for maintaining the Necronomicoin Ledger. The coins themselves take the form of unique sigils which can be charged to varying strengths to facilitate transactions of fractions of Necronomicoins.

This metaphysical ledger means that Necronomicoins can be traded almost without a trace, if the remains of those sacrificed during the trading ritual are destroyed.

Necronomicoin is intended to move quickly. The supply is regulated by Ancient Ones who keep inflation in check by responding to immodest mining requests by turning the occultist inside out and making their cohorts eat them. Hoarders of the coin find their grip on reality slipping. Unnameable creatures slither out of and into imperceptible corners in their paracentral vision. Some report that early stages of hoarding are regulated with the money literally burning a hole in their pocket, with the sigil being branded onto the upper thigh while the hoarder sleeps.

ITT: We share facts and our enthusiasm regarding Necronomicoin.

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I wanted an excuse to maintain a production copy of Discourse, a Ruby on Rails discussion board which is full of rather clever features, so I am now hosting principiadiscoursia.com. I don't especially want to set up a clone of what we're doing here, but am looking at the tech to get inspired about what purposes it might have. Solution before problem isn't the usual way to do things, but I'm just fucking around with this thing.

If anyone has any projects they think would benefit from a new environment, let me know how this site might be able to suit your purpose! It has a moderation system whereby I can appoint moderators, but by posting and receiving positive feedback, trusted users automatically gain access to some moderation, spam flagging, board maintenance tools as well, so seems to encourage democractic management.

You guys can play with it and see if it's any good! I only just spun up the server for it an hour or so ago, and am experimenting in the backend, so it's going to be a little held together by gum and rubberbands, but none of that should translate through to the user experience.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Yo, anti-nostalgia guys.
« on: February 23, 2014, 09:48:46 pm »
I'm really happy for you and I'ma let you finish but THERE MIGHT BE A SPACE JAM 2.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Hitching to Portland
« on: February 19, 2014, 11:11:32 pm »
There's a hipster who's hear'd of a place which is weird
And he's hitching his way into Portland.
When he gets there he fears, because to him it appears,
That the streets and the stores are deserted
Ooh, ooh, and She's watching him sweat from the shadows.

There's a sign on the fence but it doesn't make sense
Who's this Empress and why should he fear Her?
And then breaking the night, there's a sound, gives him fright
Cause he's sure that he hears someone giggling.

Ooh, it makes my skin crawl,
Ooh, it makes my skin crawl.

There's a rumour you hear, when to Portland you're near,
Of a spectre with a penchant for flensing.
And it ties in I'm sure, with an old piece of lore,
About signs that the world may be ending.

Ooh, it makes my skin crawl,
Ooh, it makes my skin try to crawl away.

And it's whispered by loons, if we don't get out soon,
That Nigel may call us for judgement.
And before her we'll stand, with our junk in our hands
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there are skeletons in your closet, don't be alarmed now,
You were guilty anyway s'far as she's concerned.
Yes, there are exits you can flee by, but in the long run
All roads lead to Nigel eventually.
And it makes my skin crawl.

You hear a humming and you don't know where it comes from.
You're full of bees and you can't think why.
Oh poor fool, can you hear her whisper, "Dear, don't you know,
They'll never find you once you're in the river?"

And as you stumble down the road
With a great weight upon your soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Whose blade is sharp and wants to show
How flesh separates from bone.
And if you listen very hard
Her voice will come to you at last.
"Darling, don't you know you volunteered?
Fuck, you said you wanted Weird."

And she's luring hipsters to Portland.

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I keep a close watch on this board of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep thinking, perhaps I should opine.
But that takes time, so hit F5.

I find it hard to write better than Cain
So rather than contribute I complain
And when asked why, I'll simply explain
Because I'm lame, I just abstain

As sure as we're all terrified that Dok was right
I am here to read and not to write
And if that bugs you and you want to start a fight
Just call me white and I'll take flight

So long as Discordia fits in a sound bite
I'm going to keep lurking on this site
And every now and then I may post something trite
Until some slight, causes me to post in spite

I keep a close watch on this board of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep thinking, perhaps I should opine.
But that takes time, so hit F5.

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Forgot to share this...

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-nottinghamshire-25362938



They've denied that the poem is offensive and insist that it will raise awareness in rapists about the impact of their crime.

The poem is being placed as posters at train stations.

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Just throwing it out there because I haven't seen a forum structure topic for a while.

Do we have too many boards for our present level of activity?

Are there benefits to shrinking things down when it's quiet and are there any suggestions for which boards would be suitable for merger?

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