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These are the same Adidas keds gifted by my only daughter Samiya ...earlier she gifted my wife and me and even her brothers each a pair of Puma .
She lives in Delhi self independent ..she lives on her own terms ..I could not be a great father to her because of my lustful attachment to alcohol ...and when I did renounce the bottle took sanyas from yacht and other iconic drinking holes of Bandra I could not salvage any good memory with my kids .
So in a way my grandchildren are my penance I am a grandfather to my sons kids ...my daughter has decided she won't give me the opportunity of every being a grandfather to her child and I don't blame her...on second thoughts I should have not married ..but that is merely far fetched wishful thinking .
I have just come back from the tennis court and a few rounds at the park that was once known as Rizvi garden .
I walked through the bylanes bought a DNA I subscribe to HTA and Midday .
The jambul lady the tadgola guy was surprised why I did not buy anything today ...my wife is in Lucknow tending to her father who is critically unwell ...I don't know when she will return .
I stopped shooting pictures I also humbly stopped calling myself a blogger too many bloggers on cyberspace ..I am a storyteller and I tell original stories amusingly shot on my mobile phone each time I leave home I try to add a new story and in Bandra there is no mental block , stories grow on trees but you need to pick them up before they become over ripe ...but not being very gifted with words or grammar I need a picture to tell my story ..sometimes my story becomes your story as you once stayed in Bandra ..
And these keds about 3 month old have walked rigorously with me twice to Juhu and once to Versova from Bandra back to Khar ...
I only wear them for my walks ..normally I wear bathroom slippers and nobody has ever stolen them though they are branded in a way because they belong to me I am a beggar garbage Fucked brand of Bandra.
The most important part of storytelling you should no when to begin and when to Stop .
So Fuck stop tagging me ...I am sick and tired of the borrowed posts of religion that you tag me ...desist please .
Amen ..
That is why I don't want shithead as friends ..I want less for me less is more I don't want 5000 friends. .
I am happy with the few ...and I have just a handful on my feed ..my oldest friends and my Filmy contacts my gifted siblings and most of my photographer friends very very dear to me ...
I post religion as a picture gallery no pushing prosyletizing my faith up your reluctant gullet or political posts up your reticent ass.
There is much I want to say shall keep it for my next picture .
Happy Morning from Bandra .
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II. Purpose and Scope (U)
The United States has an abiding interest in developing and
maintaining use of cyberspace as an integral part of U.S.
national capabilities to collect intelligence and to deter,
deny, or defeat any adversary that seeks to harm U.S. national
interests in peace, crisis, or war. Given the evolution in U.S.
experience, policy, capabilities, and understanding of the cyber
threat, and in information and communications technology, this
directive establishes updated principles and processes as part
of an overarching national cyber policy framework.
The United States Government shall conduct all cyber
operations consistent with the U.S. Constitution and other
applicable laws and policies of the United States, including
Presidential orders and directives.
The United States Government shall conduct DCEO and OCEO under
this directive consistent with its obligations under
international law, including with regard to matters of
sovereignty and neutrality, and, as applicable, the law of
armed conflict.
This directive pertains to cyber operations, including those
that support or enable kinetic, information, or other types of
operations.
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"Once humans develop the capacity to build boats, we build navies. Once you build airplanes, we build air forces."
- a senior US administration official
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Glenn Greenwald - Obama orders US to draw up overseas target list for cyber-attacks and presedential policy directive/PPD-20
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Britain will build a dedicated capability to counter-attack in cyberspace and, if necessary, to strike in cyberspace.
As part of MOD’s full-spectrum military capability, the Defence Secretary, Philip Hammond, has announced that the department is set to recruit hundreds of computer experts as cyber reservists to help defend the UK’s national security, working at the cutting-edge of the nation’s cyber defences.
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This author had such an influence on my life and the way I 'feel' about technology. A great moment for me to talk, shake his hand and snap this picture. 'Neuromancer' is really a milestone in sci-fi as well as 'Pattern recognition' (even though he refutes the sc-fi label for its later novels).
Spook Country promotional tour, San Francisco, CA 08/08/2007
Used on Wikipedia! See en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Gibson
As a cyberpsychologist, I'm beginning to wonder whether the hype about social media has gone too far, whether all that online multitasking and all the time and energy we put into managing our online presences are really that productive or healthy.
Books L to R
Cyberspace edited by Michael L. Benedikt.
Inside I found a clipping from Viilage Voice withthis story: Phiber Optik Goes Directly to Jail by Julian Dibbel. Dibell, the author of A Rape in Cyberspace an oft-cited article on Lambdamoo which was expanded in My Tiny Life and, most recently Play Money, has been writing interestingly and entertainingly about virtual communities since the early 90's.
Basics of Left-Handed Calligraphy by Margaret Shepherd
Presidents Birthplaces, Homes and Burial Sites by Rachel M. Kochmann
Tales of Times Square by Josh Alan Friedman
The Celts by Nora Chadwick
Queen Victoria's Little Wars by Byron Farwell
Bye Bye Baby: My Tragic Love Affair with The Bay City Rollers by Caroline Sullivan
Even music critics were young once
The Kingdom in the Country by James Conaway
The History of England by Thomas Babington Macaulay
Private Lives, Public Spirit: Britain: 1870-1914 (Social Hist of Britain) by Jose Harris
Paper Moon by Joe David Brown
Originally titled Addie Pray the book from which Movie (and then, apparently, the TV series) was made
The Vanishing Hitchhiker: American Urban Legends and Their Meanings by Jan Harold Brunvand
Outside Lies Magic: Regaining History and Awareness in Everyday Places by John R. Stilgoe
The Reshaping of Everyday Life: 1790-1840 (Everyday Life in America) . by Jack Larkin
George Orwell: As I Please, 1943-1945 : The Collected Essays, Journalism & Letters (Collected Essays Journalism and Letters of George Orwell) by George Orwell
Spiked Boots: Sketches of the North Country by Robert E. Pike
He's a lumberjack
Just the One: The Wives and Times of Jeffrey Bernard by Graham Lord
A life of Jeffrey Bernard a frequently unwell journalist who liked a drink. Or, probably, a drinker who liked to write. His autobiography, Low Life is most entertaining, if also frightening.
The Rape of Nanking: The Forgotten Holocaust of World War II by Iris Chang
The Best Short Stories of Rudyard Kipling by Rudyard Kipling
All the Devils Are Here by David Seabrook
Children of the City: At Work and At Play by David Nasaw
Res Gestae Divi Augusti: The Achievements of the Divine Augustus by Augustus
The Hard Life: An Exegesis of Squalor by Flann O'Brien
Scent of Dried Roses by Tim Lott
Medieval Village by G. G. Coulton
One Night Stands by Rosa Liksom
Front Row (mugs):
The mug of the book by Françoise Sagan
Model: Saphir Noir & Samuel Nox
Cyberpunk Shooting
Location: Regensburg
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In this shot, santa_sangre seems to be floating around outrun cyberspace
Lightpainting details: I had my gen3basic board with the new and improved 144 LED/M staff and one pattern. I also had my lightpainting feather with the old 60 LED/M staff showing a bitmap using CircuitPython. So, grab one, wave it around, then grab the other.
WPC 2010, Marrakesh, October 17 – Ulysse Gosset, Journalist, France Televisions; Nathalie Kosciusko-Morizet, Minister of State for Forward Planning and Development of the Digital Economy
From an article in The Hollywood Reporter
This is from a hardhat tour I took of the Experience Music Project in Seattle as it was nearing completion April, 2000.
Note the Guitar World Special Issue Sept. 1985, edited by yours truly, Noë the G.
I wrote about it in this article, which was syndicated by the BPI Newswire but has somehow disappeared from cyberspace. Now it's back.
Experience This / A first look at Paul Allen's ambitious rock'n' roll temple
The Hollywood Reporter
June 13, 2000
By Noë Gold
All photos by Noë Gold
The high walls of the Sky Church are rumbling, literally shaking with a presence that is not of this Earth.
On the physical plane, the cavernous exhibition hall sits in Seattle, a few yards from the terminus of the monorail that links the city's downtown to its monolithic Space Needle.
On the spiritual plane, Jimi Hendrix, the avatar of guitar-driven rock 'n' roll who first asked "Are You Experienced?" is very much in the house -- a gleaming, new house that media mogul Paul G. Allen has built to honor popular American music.
The Sky Church is the spiritual centerpiece of the soon-to-open Experience Music Project, a massive museum designed by famed architect Frank O. Gehry to enclose 140,000 square feet of free-flowing, music-related exhibits on a 35,000 square-foot plot of land carved out of the city's once-grand Seattle Center.
The references to the Seattle-born Hendrix are intentional. The museum's mission, its founders say, is to have people experience the music. Come June 23, the first paying guests will find out what's going on inside the twisted, sky blue and magenta-hued piece of architecture that has been under construction since 1997.
The Sky Church concept is taken from one of Hendrix's dreams, in which he described a place where all diverse people could come together to appreciate music. The space fulfills Hendrix's prophecy by doubling as a grand exhibition hall by day and a performance space at night.
The EMP itself can be described as a museum with aspects of a theme park, through which people will take a "ride" amid the cultural artifacts that celebrate the blues-based, soul-inflected, rockabilly roots of American music.
More than 800,000 are expected to visit the nonprofit facility each year, with top ticket prices set at $19.95.
The museum opens with a party that will include musical performances by James Brown, Metallica, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Eminem and Snoop Dogg, Alanis Morissette, Eurythmics and Bo Diddley. MTV and VH1 will televise much of the hoopla.
Jody Patton, the EMP's co-founder and executive director and Allen's sister, dates the museum's genesis to 1992, when she and her brother attended a Sotheby's auction of rock 'n' roll memorabilia.
"Paul was intrigued by the artifacts," she says, "and we did the bidding. When the pieces arrived, we gingerly unpacked these things and we were in awe of how the spirit of the person who used them becomes imbued in the personal article. Paul said, 'If I think this stuff is really neat, then other people will be moved as well.'"
In Allen's longhair days, he played a Fender guitar. The obsession continues, except today Allen owns the Stratocaster that Hendrix played at Woodstock in 1969. And a whole lot of other stuff -- 80,000 artifacts, in fact, now reside here. More than 1,200 of them will be on display at at any given time.
The EMP's Hendrix Gallery enshrines the contract signed by the musician for Woodstock, revered objects of Hendrix's outrageous clothing and Allen's version of pieces of the cross: fragments of a guitar Hendrix smashed and burned at 1967's Monterey International Pop Festival.
The Guitar Gallery gives museum-style prominence to artifacts of rock like an early electric lap steel guitar, a Gibson Flying V prototype and axes played by the likes of the Byrds' Roger McGuinn and bluesman Tampa Red. There is a trumpet from Quincy Jones' early days in Seattle and song lyrics by another Seattlite, the late grunge rocker Kurt Cobain. Bob Dylan's harmonica and Janis Joplin's pants are there, too.
A recent hard-hat tour reveals EMP is no mere memorabilia collection. Flat-screen monitors and interactive displays are everywhere. A snaking corridor leads to the "Crossroads" exhibit, the main exhibition area, where disparate musicians like Hendrix, hip-hop and Bing Crosby meet via multimedia.
Patrons can also wander into hands-on personal studios, where they can try their hands at keyboards, drums and guitars.
The facility is truly wired, with organizers especially proud of the flooring itself, a raised platform made of modular concrete slabs that can be removed and bolted down to give technicians access to miles of high-definition optical cable and ISDN lines.
Via a modular data processing unit called a MEG, visitors can zoom in on various exhibits and receive data about what they are seeing. They can then download bookmarks that may be accessed later.
In researching his designs for the building, Gehry visited a music store and looked at guitars, bringing some home and deconstructing them. "It's not supposed to be a smashed-up guitar," says EMP's design and construction project manager, Paul Zumwalt, who created the Portland Trail Blazers' Rose Garden basketball arena, another Paul Allen edifice. "It's about the spirit of the music, with its flow and movement."
Originally, the monorail was supposed to stop short of the building. But when Gehry saw that the monorail bisected the site, he began to play.
Allen and his sister wanted an architectural design that "could literally express the way we respond to the music." And the music she was describing is anything but conventional. Allen used the word "swoopy."
Swoopy is what they got. There is not a right angle in the place. Neighbors who watched the building come together were mystified by what looked like a jumble of curved metallic sections reaching up into the sky.
"What appealed to me about Frank," Patton says of the architect," was his commitment to exploring the process. ... His designs go to a new place aesthetically -- the curves. It is a living, moving, organic thing."
Kind of like Electric Ladyland.
From an article in The Hollywood Reporter
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This is where most of the get togethers at my grandfather's house took place. The patio was enclosed, and my grandparents had a long, glass table that saw most of the dining activity in the Toucas household. Pop was a chef, but most of the food he prepared on those weekends with friends and family was just good, solid fare, often with a little delicacy such as pate de foie gras (goose liver spread) thrown into the mix! There was often wine or champagne, and Pop was known to like his scotch at the end of the night.
In this photo several close family friends are shown. On the left, Bobbie White, whose husband, Jimmy, is the dark haired man on the far right. Aunt Bobbie is the one who was in a previous photo with me as a baby. It's interesting that I can't see her enormous engagement ring or a wedding ring in this pic. I'm not sure when she married Uncle Jimmy, but as far back as I can recall, they were husband and wife, so she just might have removed them for some reason, or perhaps the pic's bad quality makes it hard to see.
The man next to "Aunt Bobbie" was another honorary uncle, Uncle Arthur. He died pretty young, and his wife, the lady next to him with the funny faced child in the middle (ME) is "Aunt" Hilda. They had been family friends for years. Aunt Hilda was from Germany. When Undle Arthur died, she married a man named Tony, who was really sweet, but somehow I could never get used to the idea of her being with anyone other than her first husband!
The couple next to Aunt Hilda remains a mystery to me. I imagine they were friends of Pop's from the Hotel Astor, or someone Aunt Hilda knew, since they look German, too.
The lady on the right was my grandmother, my mother's mother, Julie. At 4'11" tall, Ga-Ga was a firecracker! She had quite the temper, and could cuss like a drill sergeant! As small as she looked in this shot, I can guarantee that she was probably wearing 3-4" heels! Ga-Ga was about 49 in this photo. Although I don't know the date, I'm guessing that it was fall of 1957 because the women were wearing velvet, and I looked pretty big. Ga-Ga would only live a few more months, passing away in May of 1958. At this time, she probably wasn't even diagnosed with the cancer that would take her life. Once she was, it only took 6 months for her to lose half her body weight and succumb to the disease. It's about time they finally did find a cure!
The orange tones in this pic were impossible for me to completely remove. The usual whitening actually turned this sepia, so I just did my best with it. All the ladies' hair looks red, which I don't think any of them had. Aunt Hilda was a blonde, and Aunt Bobbie had light to medium brown hair. Uncle Arthur was greying, but brown.
I recall many happy memories at that table, and sure wish I had it now! This house was where my parents met. Dad was the builder! Dubbed "The Branch House", because the little bungalow expanded through the years and branched out into a larger home, from what I've seen on Google Earth, nothing much of the original structure remains or is identifiable from the outside anymore. Sadly, all the people and even the house are all relegated to memory now except me. When I am gone, these memories will mean nothing to anyone else. It's the sad fact of life, but somehow sharing these in cyberspace makes me feel that somehow the moments are immortal. .
The fireplace is casting a blanket of warmth through our cottage home but I still feel chilled. The small lake is as clear as a mirror today, leaves reflected in and floating on the surface burn with rich colours but I can’t really enjoy them today.
It was October 2002 and the cottage was on Bell Lake in the Gatineau Hills of Quebec. I had just spent three weeks in Iqaluit, Nunavut getting the academic year's courses underway. Within a few days of my return to the Ottawa area the youth suicide epidemic struck again. I wrote this letter to cyberspace but I really did not expect any response.
Yesterday my urban Inuit students in their course on Inuit art, spoke of death --- too many deaths, too many funerals and fresh graves in small communities where almost no one is left untouched. Another youth, Jimmy took his life last weekend in Iqaluit, Nunavut. The suicide rate in North America’s far north has no equal anywhere on our globe. We couldn't just talk about sculpture, prints and drawings. I strained to hear not just to listen . . . to force time to slow down. I was out of sync with the cadence of their voices. These are supposed to be the learners but I am learning from them. They were grappling with the loss of someone who was a real embodied presence throughout their youth and childhood. I needed them to help me understand. I speak too fast with too many words.
Seventeen hours later after trying to watch brain candy or tranquilize my mind with the hues and saturations of the lake leaves, I am still unable to settle in to my real world obligations. So I am writing letters to cyberspace addressing them to journalists. We are connected. NYT journalists do not simply produce our news stories, they construct our communal archives. The political philosophies that appear in the Times columns inform conversations internationally. Decisions made, policies enacted, interventions, transactions and agreements undertaken in New York, California, Washington, Kyoto, Rio Janeiro, The Hague, Tel Aviv, Baghdad, Beijing, Winnipeg, Ottawa and Toronto have as much --- if not more --- impact than conversations and consultations held in Nunavut. Assumptions and debates about the market, big or small government, direct democracy, policing, racial profiling, drugs, welfare, poverty, taxes that are covered in the pages of the New York Times impact far beyond the space on the grid of a New York mile and the time contained in a New York minute.
This is not Jimmy’s story. Inuit have tried hard to teach me that I cannot tell their stories. I can only tell my story through my eyes and my experience. Jimmy used to live in Iqaluit, Nunavut. He had a good construction job and his friends knew him as a young man who had a lot to live for.
Construction in Nunavut is booming. Entrepreneurs come north for several years or decades and legally amass fortunes as they rush ahead to improve southern Canada’s GNP by building, renting and leasing northern dwellings at prices several times the cost of a similar dwelling in the south. This is a boon to government workers and the upper middle class both Inuit and non-Inuit. According to the logic of the marketplace, this will eventually trickle down to the Inuit who are the most disadvantaged in the North in regards to underemployment, access to education, health and housing. But the youth are dying so quickly I don’t know how many will be there to benefit when help finally does arrive. In the midst of this construction boom many Inuit are still living in overcrowding conditions shockingly comparable to the Third World. Nunavut is a conflicted region of great promise after negotiating a more equitable relationship to the rest of Canada but it is also a region of ever-deepening despair. Extremes of wealth and poverty co-exist with intimacy that is too close for comfort.
Last week Jimmy was part of the boom. He was one of the fortunate Inuit who had found a job. The friends who introduced me to Jimmy through their memories of him, described a young man full of promise. The cadence of the conversations yesterday, like many kitchen table conversations with First Nations, Inuit and Metis friends resonates with the dialogue and silences that narrate the ‘long take’ vistas of a Zach Kunuk video. One of the students from the Igloolik area --- where Atanarjuat was filmed --- spent yesterday afternoon tracing intricate trails in red on a university photocopy of a 1-125,000 map of the islands, waterways and mainland that he knew intimately from his years of traveling with his grandfather. As he traced the pathways, he meticulously wrote the names of familiar places in red syllabics. From time to time he would explain the meaning of these coded words. Each place name described the physical space so accurately it was as though he succeeded in breaking the code that unlocked Borges’ ‘Art of Cartography.’ As he spoke, Julia whispered warnings about imposed flag post place names like Fury Strait. He created a virtual image for me --- and anyone else in the room who strained to listen. The images, sounds and smells he evoked were themselves Hauntings. As he traced and retraced these red pathways that barely covered inches on the photocopied map --- I, the cyborg collector of digital archives, could take a Janet Cardiff’s Wanås Walk… three-hour hikes… seven-hour hikes to his favourite places… seeing panoramas vicariously through his eyes… hearing silence and the wind, tasting… smelling. The place names acknowledged the super natural market of food supplies available to travelers who had local knowledge. He indicated and word painted the tiny island called Tern Island where his father was born.
He fingered the miniscule unmarked place on the map haunted by the toxicity of the abandoned Dew Line site that is socially, historically, politically, emotionally and physically charged. These stories of these sites, like the stories of the many suicide martyrs, have been erased from communal memory. But the threat of their toxins is a constant reminder of the fragility of the micro ecosystem of this unique place.
The island of Igloolik --- the place of many dwellings --- is where the family of my guide on my vicarious journey, returned for generations. Centuries of overlapping circular trails could be traced on this map in sharp contrast to the grid-like pattern of modernity cut into a New York mile of urban architectural spaces. The layered trails would represent countless seasonal journeys from hunting camp to fishing camp traveling on foot, by dogsled, kayak, Peterhead, snow machine or by foot. Like so many isolated places in the North --- Igloolik --- has been inhabited by the semi-nomadic Inuit for centuries if not millennia. Travelers walking on the land still come across centuries-old natural museums, archives and caches that should have been forgotten. Because the archives are not written, there is an assumption that they do not exist. But the tundra itself has written the story of the early travelers in vivid colours on ancient abandoned sites. Tiny resistant plants that flourished on organic accumulative remains unlock the entrance to the site of ancient bones and tusks. Discarded objects and ancient bones tell stories of those who traveled before.
How far can you go in a New York minute? How many miles are encompassed in the Wall Street grid? How much widescreen and close-up geography can be covered in the longue duree, the ‘long take’, the extended view that echoes natural time. Jimmy’s identity was a personal geography he inhabited, composed of endlessly repeated everyday habits haunted by a communal history that resists the forced act of forgetting.
This week Jimmy’s life and story is beginning a process of being wiped out, completely erased, deleted from communal memory. In an everyday life process his image is beginning already to move from opacity to transparency in the painful but unspoken process of total erasure from a community’s memory. Once the local memory is completely gone, the tiny byte of time and place that he once occupied will be irretrievable from the meta files of data being processed in this the age of the great flood of the archives. If he had children they will never know their father’s story. His image will not be found in photo albums nor will laughter at his exploits be shared around kitchen tables. His name --- if it ever does come up again --- will be spoken only in whispers. Jimmy is not being cruelly punished for dying young. His memory, his life is doubly and triply erased in a desperate attempt to save the youth around him. In Iqaluit, Nunavut there is still nowhere for those youth-at-risk to go for help. They are living and dying through the worst epidemic of suicide on the planet.
When my granddaughters are reading the socio-economic, cultural and political histories of North America several decades from now, how will the story be told? How can and will the bones of this entire generation of our youth be explained and justified? These are our youth. They are not Canadian or American. They are North American.
Maureen Flynn-Burhoe
October, 2003
Bell Lake, Quebec, Canada
I had just returned from Iqaluit, Nunavut where I had set up two courses. I had developed a northern-centred course on Human Rights that was I was teaching along with the Introduction to Sociology I had taught from January to June in 2002. I didn't really want to return to Nunavut but the Director and administrators of the Centre for Initiatives in Education really wanted me to go again. Last term was such a success they had signed an agreement with Nunavut Arctic College President, McClenning. But the Inuit Art Foundation in Ottawa wanted me to teach their courses again as well. So I was commuting between Iqaluit and Ottawa. My own PhD was moving too slowly.
Email correspondence in response to letter
Date: Fri, 24 Oct 2003 16:01:08 -0400
Subject: Re: An Epidemic of Youth Suicide
To: Maureen Flynn-Burhoe
From a friend and mother who works in education in Iqaluit, Nunavut
Thank you for your for sensitive insights and for taking action. Your letter is very eloquent and persuasive. I am at my wits end with the number of deaths as it impacts so terribly on the youth left behind. I had to get my x out of town once again at the end of August after a friend died in a wasteful and tragic car accident. x stayed out visiting family and friends, then joined x and I for Thanksgiving in our x house. It was so peaceful and sane. We all returned on Sunday. The very first phone call to x was from a friend informing x of Jimmy's suicide. x had worked with Jimmy last summer at x. x just collapsed and all the healing seems for nought. Yet x went to the funeral yesterday, but today x hasn't really risen from bed. And at lunch today, I heard that x's step son (really her grand son) died last night, a possible suicide, but we won't know until the autopsy is completed. He was only 19. I think we may have to move away, just in order to keep our x healthy and optimistic about life and youth. Again, though you letter so beautifully articulated the problem. I hope they respond.
From a friend, an anthropologist in Israel working with an off-campus Social Work program for Bedouin women:
Your letter arrived just in the right time to strengthen my belief that, after all, we are connected by some sort of a great path leading us to the same places, meeting us at some crossroads. In two days I am about to start a new course named "Inter-cultural Training in Human Services". Your letter will certainly be shared with the students at the beginning of the course, used as a starting point. I thank you so much for letting me be part of your healing -I consider it as our mutual need for healing. I know from very close the feelings of self-devastation, just from hearing about the silent violence in their lives. But we need to heal ourselves so we can continue hearing the stories and expand the message as far as we can, to as many ears we can, especially to those who can make changes. The act of hearing itself is, I believe, a direct healing process, a humanizing process, we experience with the direct victims of the community, all hurt by the violence. Be strong and courageous to go on in this painful task and remember to take care of yourself. I am always here for you (despite the distance) very close to you in my thoughts and feelings. wish you all the best and warm hugs to x, x
From a university student
Your story was emotionally moving. It is truly unfortunate how there are not enough articles that try and explain the truth, that will attempt to reveal an alternate side to what is actually going on. The newspaper is a valuable source of information, however if we cannot rely on it to report factual accounts than how are we to remain informed? I find that in today’s society it is getting harder and harder to experience true reality. Organizations that are supposed to relay news to us (the individuals) such as CNN, The New York Times, The Ottawa Sun, etc… seem to always have an incredibly bias view on things. It is unfortunate that instances like these occur yet; it seems that if they were to print the truth they would have too much to lose thus, resulting in uninformed patrons, such as yourself and others like me. The account you heard about Jimmy, appears to be a common story in native life these days, and it makes me sore inside. This summer on my way to Vancouver I had the pleasure of being seated next to a lovely young girl named Suzie. She was a young lady from Coral harbor – a small island off the coast of Hudson Bay in Nunavut. As we flew I found out many interesting things about the life she lived. The way hers differed from mine was substantially significant. She told me about her life up north, how she witness first hand a good friend of hers commit suicide, she experienced her brother take his own life, and even her local high school, it seemed like there was another case of suicide every other week. She was flying back to Victoria where she attended a fashion design school. Talking to her really opened my eyes up as I am sure your students opened yours. It was wonderful to see how far she had come along; taking into account the experiences she had gone through.
I believe part of the problem these youth face is the way in which society “has” regarded them. In the past native people have always been looked down upon and have been pushed around physically and mentally. There have been many repercussions created to alleviate the Native community, however many of these things have come a little too late. Obviously the argument can be made stating that these repercussions are better than nothing, yet it still doesn’t account for the losses native youth will suffer.
In order to understand what is actually going on in places such as Iqaluit there needs to be a proper healing process. Having stories printed in newspapers about those who have suffered are only the beginning of the healing process. Marilyn Manson, a famous musician was asked what he would have done to prevent the shooting that occurred at Columbine High School. He said “I wouldn’t have said anything to them; I would have listened to them, and what they had to say.” This is an attitude that should be adopted by many more school officials that deal with students and stressful environments. The youth of Iqaulit not only deserve someone to direct them in correct directions they NEED someone who is willing to listen and to understand their problems. Peter Tenute
Labels: benign colonialism, inuit social history, RCAP, youth suicide
Finally, the inside of the sleeve advertises Sam's Club's digital photo services. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think you can get any more early computing-era than that graphic on the left, lol! “We're in cyberspace,” clunky old computer, floppy disk, rainbow trails... love it XD
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By uploading these 1990s photo sleeves, I'm meaning to showcase the past - nothing else. No copyright infringement, however old, is intended, nor am I responsible for any repercussions (humiliating or otherwise) you receive for attempting use of any expired coupons photographed. And as always, if you share or use my photos, I'd appreciate if you gave me credit. :)
I took this shot when I was leaving Wilderness Park. By then my toes were really cold even though I was wearing boots.
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No doubt there are many advantages to in-person photography groups, but let’s face it: the Internet has opened a whole new world for sharing and discussing photography. In many respects cyberspace is the perfect media for images. In fact, it was the evolution of the Internet from text-only communication to text PLUS images that catapulted it from a place inhabited mostly by academics and techy people to a world that encompasses the whole world.
The current success of one photo-sharing community in particular has proven that photographers from many countries, with all sorts of backgrounds, with all skill levels, love communicating via images. Let’s see, what’s the name of that community?…. Oh yeah, FLICKR.
Why do people love such photo sharing communities? Although there’s always a technical learning curve when entering a new online environment, the software infrastructure, when well designed, makes it easy to upload, label, organize, comment on, and search for images. Good technical design also includes many of the features that make any online community successful: the ability for group discussion as well as private communication, profile pages for presenting your background information and establishing your online identity, interesting places for people to gather, social networking features, and, most importantly, your own personal “space” within the community that you can shape to reflect your personality and interests.
People also love these communities because of the PEOPLE. Research in the new field known as psychology of cyberspace or “cyberpsychology” clearly shows that online relationships and groups can be very meaningful additions to a person’s life. I first discovered this years ago when I was a member of the Palace avatar community. This research taught me that an online lifestyle, in some ways, is very similar to your in-person lifestyle - and in some ways it is very different, especially in communities that emphasize images. Cyberpsychology has uncovered some fascinating questions that inhabitants of Flickr encounter every day:
- What do people’s photos and images say about them?
- Do they express their “real” identity in their images?
-What should I reveal and not reveal about myself in the images and comments I post?
- What are the ambiguities and miscommunications that tend to happen when people express themselves with images, and with typed comments?
- How do I react when people reply to me and my photos with positive or negative comments? What does it mean if I get no response at all?
- Why am I drawn to some people, photos, and groups, and not others?
- What does it take to feel like I BELONG to this community?
- Is it possible to get “addicted?”
Participating in a photo sharing communities can help you evaluate yourself as a photographer. As you observe a wide range of photographic styles, techniques, and skill levels, you’ll get a better sense of your own strengths and weaknesses. You’ll get a better sense of where you want to go with your work. When communities like Flickr provide features that enable people to comment on and rate images, you can gather tangible information about how “good” your photography might be – although it’s often wise to take view counts and rating systems with a big grain of salt. Online communities can be complex, confusing places, with many different subgroups and subcultures, and no simple way to predict how and why they react to each other the way they do. To benefit the most from photo sharing communities, take what makes sense, seems useful, and feels good - and leave the rest.
* This image and essay are part of a book on Photographic Psychology that I’m writing within Flickr. Please see the set description.
On a feathery tip of the eagles wing
In the majestic beauty in flight it brings
My love will follow you
On the digital waves of cyberspace
In the words that fly at a lightning pace
My love will follow you
On the strings of a heart, touched by few
No matter where I go, no matter what I do
My love will follow you
Leria Hawkins
Model: Saphir Noir & Samuel Nox
Cyberpunk Shooting
Location: Regensburg
Bearbeitung: Jürgen Krall Photography
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Have a great day...dear friends!! :-)
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Model: Samuel Nox
Cyberpunk
Shooting
Location: Regensburger Nacht
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okay, having been hacked, and my wounds barely healed, I feel it is my responsibility to keep this from happening to any of you....
CNN has announced the worst computer virus ever. If you receive an e-mail with an attachment entitled "A Postcard from Hallmark" over the next couple of days, no matter who it is from, DO NOT OPEN it.....
this particular e-mail opens a postcard which will burn your C drive and completely ruin your computer.....
remember, my hacker pirated my e-mail password TWO times in a 24 hour period, so don't open it even if you recognize the sender's address....
sorry to be so serious today, but it's hard getting back into the ocean after being bitten by a shark!
here in cyberspace we're all working away behind 'the code'...what you see is all just a bunch of 1's and 0's...so is it real?...can you trust what you see, what you hear and therefore how you react to it all?...
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Morpheus: You've been living in a dream world, Neo.
Secretary of State Antony J. Blinken attends a holiday party for the Bureau of Cyberspace and Digital Policy at the U.S. Department of State in Washington, D.C. on December 12, 2022. [State Department photo by Ron Przysucha/ Public Domain]
At the Churchill Club top 10 tech trends debate I disagreed with the propositions that “Cyber Warfare Becomes a Good Thing” and that “US is the Supreme Cyber Security Force in the World and its Primary Force; citizens accept complete observation by the functions of a police state. A devastating electronic attack results in govt. militarization of major gateways and backbones of the Internet.” I have problems with the “goodness” in the first prediction, and while the U.S. may argue that it is the best, I don’t think the trend is toward a sole superpower in cyberspace.
The NSA TAO group that performs the cyber–espionage pulls 2 petabytes per hour from the Internet. The networking infrastructure to support this is staggering. Much of it is distributed among the beige boxes scattered about in plain view, often above ground on urban sidewalks. When President Obama receives his daily intelligence briefing, over 75% of the information comes from government cyberspies. (BusinessWeek)
Cyber-offense may be very different than cyber-defense. Some argue that open disclosure of defense modalities can make them stronger, like open source software. But offensive tactics need to be kept private for them to be effective more than once. This leads to a lack of transparency, even within the chain of command. This leaves open the possibility of rogue actors — or simply bad local judgment — empowered with an ability to hide their activities and continual conditioning that they are “beyond the law” (routinely ignoring the laws of the nations where they operate). We may suspect that rogue hacking is already happening in China, but why should we expect that it wouldn’t naturally arise elsewhere as well?
Since our debate, the Washington Post exposé reported:
“Chinese hackers have compromised the designs of some of America’s most sensitive and advanced weapons systems—including vital parts of the nation’s missile defenses, fighter aircraft and warships… Also compromised were designs for the F/A 18 fighter jet, V-22 Osprey, F-35 Joint Strike Fighter, UH-60 Black Hawk helicopters and the Navy’s new Littoral Combat Ship meant to prowl the coasts.”
And today, a new report from the U.K. Defense Academy, entitled The Global Cyber Game suggests that my mental model may be a bit antiquated.
Shall we play a game?
“When the Internet first appeared, the cultural bias of Western countries was to see it as a wonderful and welcome innovation. The fact that it created security problems somewhat took them by surprise and they have been reluctant to respond.
In contrast, states such as Russia and China saw the Internet as a potential threat from the outset, and looked at the problem in the round from their perspective. They formulated strategy and began to move pre-emptively, which has allowed them to take the initiative and to some extent define the Cyber Game.
As a result, cyberspace is now justifiably seen by Western countries as a new and potentially serious avenue of international attack, which must logically be militarized to protect the nation.
But what if information abundance is so deeply transformative that it is changing not only the old game between nations but the global gameboard itself? In this case, we need a different approach, one that seeks to fully appreciate the new game and gameboard before making recommendations for national security.
The ability of national governments to understand and tame the Global Cyber Game, before it takes on an unwelcome life of its own, may be the crucial test for the effectiveness and even legitimacy of the nation state in the information age.” (p.107)
The China Hypothesis
“It makes extensive state-bankrolled purchases of many critical parts of the local economies and infrastructure under the guise of independent commercial acquisitions. These include contracts for provision of national Internet backbones, and equity stakes in utility companies. These enable it to control ever larger parts of the target economies, to install national-scale wiretaps in domestic networks and, in effect, to place remote off-switches in elements of critical national infrastructure.
Finally, to round off the effort, the ‘competitor’ simultaneously makes a massive effort to build its own domestic knowledge industry, sending students around the world in vast numbers to learn local languages and acquire advanced technical skills. In some cases, these students even manage to obtain funding from the target country educational systems. This effort, which only pays off on long timescales, allows it to consolidate and make full use of the information it has exfiltrated from around the world.
If it is allowed to continue for long enough, the target countries will find that they have lost so much autonomy to the ‘competitor’ country that they are unable to resist a full cultural and economic take-over, which is ultimately accomplished without open hostilities ever being declared, or at least not of a type that would be recognizable as industrial-era conflict.
National geopolitical strategy can be disguised as normal commercial activity and, even if this is noticed, it cannot be challenged within the legal systems of target countries. Thus an international-scale offensive could be mounted without it ever being understood as such.
These difficulties are somewhat reminiscent of the industrial cartelization strategy pursued by Germany in the years running up to the Second World War. This carefully orchestrated form of economic warfare was effectively invisible because it was positioned in the cognitive blind spot of British Empire industrialists. Until war broke out, and the deliberately engineered shortage of materials became apparent, they were unable to see it as anything but apparently profit-seeking industrial strategy on the part of German industry.
What sort of response should be made to a strategy like this... is retaliation of any kind appropriate? Should the Cyber Game be played as a zero-sum game? The essential problem is that the strategy involves IP theft on a grand, indeed global scale. This is real destruction of value for those companies and agencies who have been targeted
Is there any other way of looking at this? Possibly the one thought that trumps Western outrage at the idea of information theft is to recall that it can be stolen without being lost, though it may be devalued. It may not be the knowledge itself but how we create it and use it that is important. In this view, the Cyber Game, being ultimately knowledge-based, is genuinely a non-zero game. Among economic players of the Cyber Game, this understanding is gradually turning into an approach that author Don Tapscott calls ‘radical openness’.
A true knowledge-era strategy may not be stealing information but sharing it, playing the Cyber Game high on the gameboard, as Internet pioneers have been doing all along. Maybe Western democracies should respond to China’s alleged actions in the same way. Dare they choose to reframe in this way?” (pp.52-8.)
The Future
“The most likely form of conflict is now civil war in countries with governments referred to as anocracies, neither fully democratic nor fully autocratic.
Income polarization is rising within wealthy countries, as a side effect of globalization, and is hollowing out the middle class. Commentators and researchers have noted this effect particularly in the US. Whether this rising polarization could raise the risk of civil war in wealthy countries is questionable, as long as their governments remain effective. This itself will be a function of how well they adapt to the evolving information environment. If they fail, and a combination of financial, economic and environmental crises threaten the ability of governments to maintain the quality of life, then internal conflict is entirely possible.” (p.74)
And as I try to look farther to the future, the offensive cyber-code and autonomous agents of today are not so different from the bio and then nano-weapons of tomorrow. The cell is but a vessel for the transmission of code.
I think humanity will cut its teeth on cultural norms and responses (police state, cyber-counter-guerillas (beyond governments to posses and bounty hunters), and a societal immune system for the crazy ones) in response to the imminent cyber threats… and then we will face bio threats… and finally nano threats. So there is little reason to focus on the latter until we have solved the former.
"..has this faceless world of cyberspace created the next generation sex?"
Facebook has an application called the 'Honesty Box' which invites any
member to send and receive anonymous messages from the forum.
Store window night shot with V3 VGA camera phone
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Nada referente a futebol, mas eu queria faz tempo fazer essa combinação.
Usei meus dois amados da Milani 3D o Hi-Tech e o Cyberspace.
eu duas unhas esmaltei com meu Santion que já é figurinha repetida aqui e quando secou peguei o pincel de cada um e fiz desordenado listras sobre as unhas. Esperei secar e fiz o esquema de carimbar na caixa de leite com a placa DRK-D4 e preenchi as pétalas com os esmaltes e depois de seco apliquei sobre as duas unhas. Sério essa eu realmente amei com força! Essa linha 3D da Milani é só amor! Eu fiquei aboxonada!