Morning links, and a rantish thing
Jul. 11th, 2007 11:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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mech_angel: She would still like it if you bought some of her existing art, or paid her for something new. Look at the links, god damnit. Her art is fucking amazing.
From me: It's my birthday, in four days. The ones already purchased won't allow you to click "add to cart." With that settled, I'm not going to look at it, anymore, until after sunday.
Rant: I think that we need to take back "sanction." I think that way too many of our troubles, in government, started when we allowed a word to mean its exact opposite thing, as well as itself, simply because a senator used the wrong fucking word. Sanction always meant "a punishment defined under the law," but that was noun-form, and grew directly out of the evolution of the term and of the law. In 17-something, the verb form gets created, we could then Sanction Things, or People. In the last half of the century Just passed, some fucker makes a mistake in a public speech, and now it means, in verb form, the act of approving and congratulating and the act of disapproving and punishing. It has now become so vague a term as it can be used in any situation, to suggest any level of disapproval or approval, at all, and context doesn't clarify.That's where you know you've fucked up.
When someone says "Let's trim a Christmas Tree," you don't ask "How much are we taking off?" When someone says "I need to dust my house" you don't ask "Do you need to borrow some flour?" These things are clarified by context, over years of use. Sanction is just a muddled, meaningless noun/verb, and i'm pretty sure that most of the people who use it don't have a clear picture in their head of what they mean.
I dreamed, last night, of Zombies being made out of half-food creations. I dreamed of eating at a McDonalds where the waitstaff found me very attractive, and wouldn't stop looking at me. Zim and the Tallest made human zombies using bacteria/snack combinations. THey would hide in the woods, in one specific part of the path, and wait. Even after we all climbed out the window, we had to make it through the woods. I just reminded myself of something else in the dream, of someone cutting down Zombies, ballet style. For a bit, I was transported into a combination of that and Paprika. Very strange.
Food now.
mech_angel: She would still like it if you bought some of her existing art, or paid her for something new. Look at the links, god damnit. Her art is fucking amazing.From me: It's my birthday, in four days. The ones already purchased won't allow you to click "add to cart." With that settled, I'm not going to look at it, anymore, until after sunday.
Rant: I think that we need to take back "sanction." I think that way too many of our troubles, in government, started when we allowed a word to mean its exact opposite thing, as well as itself, simply because a senator used the wrong fucking word. Sanction always meant "a punishment defined under the law," but that was noun-form, and grew directly out of the evolution of the term and of the law. In 17-something, the verb form gets created, we could then Sanction Things, or People. In the last half of the century Just passed, some fucker makes a mistake in a public speech, and now it means, in verb form, the act of approving and congratulating and the act of disapproving and punishing. It has now become so vague a term as it can be used in any situation, to suggest any level of disapproval or approval, at all, and context doesn't clarify.That's where you know you've fucked up.
When someone says "Let's trim a Christmas Tree," you don't ask "How much are we taking off?" When someone says "I need to dust my house" you don't ask "Do you need to borrow some flour?" These things are clarified by context, over years of use. Sanction is just a muddled, meaningless noun/verb, and i'm pretty sure that most of the people who use it don't have a clear picture in their head of what they mean.
I dreamed, last night, of Zombies being made out of half-food creations. I dreamed of eating at a McDonalds where the waitstaff found me very attractive, and wouldn't stop looking at me. Zim and the Tallest made human zombies using bacteria/snack combinations. THey would hide in the woods, in one specific part of the path, and wait. Even after we all climbed out the window, we had to make it through the woods. I just reminded myself of something else in the dream, of someone cutting down Zombies, ballet style. For a bit, I was transported into a combination of that and Paprika. Very strange.
Food now.
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Date: 2007-07-11 08:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 09:23 pm (UTC)Directed meaninglessness, on the other hand, depending on the direction, can be amazing.
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Date: 2007-07-11 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 09:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 09:51 pm (UTC)By the way, I'm seeing the Jeanelles to-night to discuss the watchin'...will you be home?
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Date: 2007-07-11 09:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 09:53 pm (UTC)