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 :lulz: Sweet jesus this is golden

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I was waiting for the Eugene one :lulz:

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Huh. I guess fuck informed consent, right?

Informed consent is for LOSER NERDS who rely on grant money to do their science.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: Stalking Nigel
« on: June 28, 2014, 12:16:36 am »
Holy shit :lol:

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Holy crap. Your Thursday had too much Eris.  :eek:

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These trilbydouches sure have a weird (and not-so-subtly racist) idea about what "class" means.

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Sorry to hear about the health crap, Roger. As holy tribute, I have elected to make a post in a friend's status update, speaking out against paranoid anti-medicine attitudes. If the results are lulzy, I shall post screenshots tonight.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: My Girl Friday
« on: June 26, 2014, 12:11:50 am »
Aw yeah! I just finished a really weird PI story by a favorite author of mine, and now I'm in the mood for more.

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And why is it always sandwiches? I don't even LIKE sandwiches made at home most of the time; I really only go for a hot deli sandwich.

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This is beautiful:

Quote
I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief.

“Bad news, detective. We got a situation.”

“What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?”

“Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million dollars’ worth of bitcoins.”

The heroin needle practically fell out of my arm. “What kind of monster would do something like that? Bitcoins are the ultimate currency: virtual, anonymous, stateless. They represent true economic freedom, not subject to arbitrary manipulation by any government. Do we have any leads?”

“Not yet. But mark my words: we’re going to figure out who did this and we’re going to take them down … provided someone pays us a fair market rate to do so.”

“Easy, chief,” I said. “Any rate the market offers is, by definition, fair.”

He laughed. “That’s why you’re the best I got, Lisowski. Now you get out there and find those bitcoins.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m on it.”

I put a quarter in the siren. Ten minutes later, I was on the scene. It was a normal office building, strangled on all sides by public sidewalks. I hopped over them and went inside.

“Home Depot™ Presents the Police!®” I said, flashing my badge and my gun and a small picture of Ron Paul. “Nobody move unless you want to!” They didn’t.

“Now, which one of you punks is going to pay me to investigate this crime?” No one spoke up.

“Come on,” I said. “Don’t you all understand that the protection of private property is the foundation of all personal liberty?”

It didn’t seem like they did.

“Seriously, guys. Without a strong economic motivator, I’m just going to stand here and not solve this case. Cash is fine, but I prefer being paid in gold bullion or autographed Penn Jillette posters.”

Nothing. These people were stonewalling me. It almost seemed like they didn’t care that a fortune in computer money invented to buy drugs was missing.

I figured I could wait them out. I lit several cigarettes indoors. A pregnant lady coughed, and I told her that secondhand smoke is a myth. Just then, a man in glasses made a break for it.

“Subway™ Eat Fresh and Freeze, Scumbag!®” I yelled.

Too late. He was already out the front door. I went after him.

“Stop right there!” I yelled as I ran. He was faster than me because I always try to avoid stepping on public sidewalks. Our country needs a private-sidewalk voucher system, but, thanks to the incestuous interplay between our corrupt federal government and the public-sidewalk lobby, it will never happen.

I was losing him. “Listen, I’ll pay you to stop!” I yelled. “What would you consider an appropriate price point for stopping? I’ll offer you a thirteenth of an ounce of gold and a gently worn ‘Bob Barr ‘08’ extra-large long-sleeved men’s T-shirt!”

He turned. In his hand was a revolver that the Constitution said he had every right to own. He fired at me and missed. I pulled my own gun, put a quarter in it, and fired back. The bullet lodged in a U.S.P.S. mailbox less than a foot from his head. I shot the mailbox again, on purpose.

“All right, all right!” the man yelled, throwing down his weapon. “I give up, cop! I confess: I took the bitcoins.”

“Why’d you do it?” I asked, as I slapped a pair of Oikos™ Greek Yogurt Presents Handcuffs® on the guy.

“Because I was afraid.”

“Afraid?”

“Afraid of an economic future free from the pernicious meddling of central bankers,” he said. “I’m a central banker.”

I wanted to coldcock the guy. Years ago, a central banker killed my partner. Instead, I shook my head.

“Let this be a message to all your central-banker friends out on the street,” I said. “No matter how many bitcoins you steal, you’ll never take away the dream of an open society based on the principles of personal and economic freedom.”

He nodded, because he knew I was right. Then he swiped his credit card to pay me for arresting him.

—    (via fishmech)

 :lulz: :mittens:

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I love the hunting lodge, and the slab of granite! We don't have granite here. We have basalt. Hundreds and hundreds of miles of basalt.

Igneous rocks ftw! I often wonder where the volcanoes were in the Appalachians, but I do know that a fair chunk of New England was underwater. They've found whale fossils in Vermont.

Unless I'm hugely mistaken, there were none. Any igneous rock visible in that region is almost definitely exposed basement rock, or ophiolites (uplifted chunks of oceanic crust).

So the range itself was built entirely by tectonic movement, and the ophiolite makes sense, in that a great deal of the coast was underwater, and it all got moved up. It's entirely humbling to think of how old these rocks here on the East Coast are as opposed to the West, which are STILL old. Geological time is fascinating.

Yep. East coast geology and tectonics are a fucking mess, too. This whole side of continent is accreted from various smaller continents that got smashed into it while the subduction zone still existed, and various mountain ranges that grew and eroded away. The Catskills are not tectonic at all, on that note: they are the leftovers of the Taconic Mountains, now gone, which eroded into sediment at the bottom of a shallow sea. When that sea got uplifted above sea level and the sediment became stone, rain and river formation carved out the Catskills.

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I love the hunting lodge, and the slab of granite! We don't have granite here. We have basalt. Hundreds and hundreds of miles of basalt.

Igneous rocks ftw! I often wonder where the volcanoes were in the Appalachians, but I do know that a fair chunk of New England was underwater. They've found whale fossils in Vermont.

Unless I'm hugely mistaken, there were none. Any igneous rock visible in that region is almost definitely exposed basement rock, or ophiolites (uplifted chunks of oceanic crust).

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