From Spencer Ackerman’s interview with Mark Mazzetti about the ongoing drone shadow wars:
DR: What are the rules for “signature strikes,” the strikes in Yemen and Pakistan that target military-aged males and not specific, known terrorists?
MM: It’s hard to know the specific rules, because all this remains classified. But I’ve been told that strikes are carried out based on “patterns of activity,” and can be authorized even when the CIA does not know specifically whom they are targeting. Signature strikes are probably the most controversial aspect of the targeted killing program. It’s my understanding that, for instance, a group of males can be targeted based on accumulated evidence that they are engaged in some kind of “militant behavior,” and one example that is often cited is a group of people with guns heading from Pakistan to Afghanistan.
But how exactly can it be determined who is a “military-aged male”? The exact rules of targeting are, at this point, unknown.
So the types of murders documented in the collateral murder video are standard practice? This is disgusting.
A friend of mine suggested we go to White Castle and split the White Castle 50/50 Crave Case down the middle. Movie titles likely to describe this event:
So a crazy man named Alexandro Jodoorowski made a movie called The Holy Mountain. It is incredibly strange. What really blew my mind was how much time, energy, planning, travelling, and construction went into this thing. Here some examples of what I’m talking about.
It’s hard enough securing a nice diner to shoot in, much less wherever the fuck this is. It looks like an old Spanish mosque.
Then two pretty ladies cut off all their hair. I imagine this was a bigger deal in 1973.
Aaaaaand then this happens. I mean, you have to find a bunch of people, convince them it’s a fine idea to get naked, soaked in blood, and carted around on a truck. I have a hard enough time convincing someone to play Box of Drowning with me.
And this. True fact: these carcasses were “borrowed” from a local restaraunt, returned, and then consumed by paying customers.
Then there was a surprisingly elaborate recreation of the Conquest of Mexico with lizards playing Aztecs and Frogs playing Spaniards. Each animal was dressed in a costume. Aztec temples were constructed. Crowds were assembled.
The main character is this Christ figure (AKA the Thief) and he is abducted and then they make a cast out of him. They stick a breathing apparatus up his nose.
Jodorowsky’s take on the Pieta.
There is a chimpanzee.
And a creepy old man who removes his fake eye and hands it to a little girl.
The movie was filmed in Mexico, a sort of Catholic country, kinda you know. And they convinced an old man to dress like the Pope and act like a dick.
Christ eats his face off.
Christ/The Thief climbs a giant tower on a hook of gold.
Later, they land a helicopter in the street. My thought upon initially viewing this was: “Wow, how did they ever get a permit to do that?” The answer? They didn’t.
They painted a giant hall like this. This took some time.
This is Jodorowsky playing the role of the Alchemist. There are lots of animals in this film. Here are two goats.
Yes, this is an old man screaming and squirting his lactating leopard-head breasts on another man.
That’s a tree of dead chickens.
In these examples there is indeed much of courage, but yet Fortune hath had the greater share ; and in my judgment no one may justly prefer any Man before M. Sergius, although Catiline, his Nephew’s Son, discredited his Name. In the second Year of his Service
he lost his Right Hand ; and in two Services he was wounded three and twenty times : by which means he had little use of either his Hands or Feet. But although thus disabled as a Soldier, he went many a Time after to the Wars, attended only by one Slave. Twice he was taken Prisoner by Hannibal (for he did not serve against ordinary Enemies), and twice he escaped from his bonds, although for twenty Months he was every Day kept Bound with Chains or Shackles. Four times he fought with his Left Hand only, until two Horses were killed under him. He made himself a Right Hand of Iron, and he fought with it fastened to his Arm.
–Pliny the Elder, Natural Histories
Back in college I lived in a house that received calls from a fellow named Taser Bill. It was unclear (to me at least) whether Taser Bill called by happenstance one day and the practice just stuck or whether one certain resident had given the house number to Taser Bill. (This resident had a radio show…prime Taser Bill target right there.)
According to lore, Taser Bill was tased sometime around the turn of the century and never quite got over it. With Bill, everything led back to Tasers. Unfortunately I never had the opportunity to speak with him. However, on a whim, I searched “Taser Bill” on Youtube and found actual, relevant results!
A physics professor analyzes the relationship between the color of beer bottles and their skunkiness.
My wife, however, took a great dislike to both mother and child, which she concealed from me till too late. When my adopted son was about ten years old I was obliged to go on a journey. Before I went I entrusted to my wife’s keeping both the mother and child, and begged her to take care of them during my absence, which lasted a whole year. During this time she studied magic in order to carry out her wicked scheme. When she had learnt enough she took my son into a distant place and changed him into a calf. Then she gave him to my steward, and told him to look after a calf she had bought. She also changed the slave into a cow, which she sent to my steward.
I bound her [the calf], but just as I was about to kill her she began to low most piteously, and I saw that her eyes were streaming with tears. It seemed to me most extraordinary, and, feeling a movement of pity, I ordered the steward to lead her away and bring another. My wife, who was present, scoffed at my compassion, which made her malice of no avail. “What are you doing?” she cried. “Kill this cow.”