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opheliasclone called me on the last Katrina-related gobbledygook to appear here, and you know, rightly so. My own personal fact-checking habits are approximately nil now. It's a mixture of a lot of things, from my own pessimism and despair and utter inability to be surprised by aspects of an Orwellian future gradually being embraced by the present to the fact that I think I have the cognitive skills of a turnip quiche (ask motteditor about my fantasy football draft skills and why we're going into Week 1 using a little-known "all-prevent" "linemen? we don't need no stinkin' linemen!" defense). I just don't think I can be surprised anymore.
That said, there's been a lot of content on Boing Boing I've propagated here, mainly because I thought it was worth reading --opheliasclone sniffed out one that seems quite likely to have at least been significantly affected and altered by the tinfoil-hat perspective. And my bad for the lack of scrutiny. I'll try to be a little more perceptive and rational. And with that said, straight on to yet another story to make your mind boggle.
If I didn't know better, I'd have thought I was peering through the fence at a concentration camp.
The signs on the buildings say "Community College of Aurora," though for now they're serving as an impromptu Camp Katrina. About 160 hurricane survivors are being housed in the dorms, surrounded by fences, roadblocks, security guards and enough armed police officers to invade Grenada.
There's a credentials unit to process every visitor, an intake unit to provide identification tags and a bag of clothes to every evacuee, several Salvation Army food stations, portable toilets, shuttle buses, a green army-tent chapel with church services three times a day and a communications team to keep reporters as far away from actual news as possible.
It probably was easier for a reporter to get inside Gitmo on Tuesday than to penetrate the force field around Lowry.
But survivors occasionally breached the lockdown and came to the fence to tell their stories, each one astonishing....
opheliasclone called me on the last Katrina-related gobbledygook to appear here, and you know, rightly so. My own personal fact-checking habits are approximately nil now. It's a mixture of a lot of things, from my own pessimism and despair and utter inability to be surprised by aspects of an Orwellian future gradually being embraced by the present to the fact that I think I have the cognitive skills of a turnip quiche (ask motteditor about my fantasy football draft skills and why we're going into Week 1 using a little-known "all-prevent" "linemen? we don't need no stinkin' linemen!" defense). I just don't think I can be surprised anymore. That said, there's been a lot of content on Boing Boing I've propagated here, mainly because I thought it was worth reading --
opheliasclone sniffed out one that seems quite likely to have at least been significantly affected and altered by the tinfoil-hat perspective. And my bad for the lack of scrutiny. I'll try to be a little more perceptive and rational. And with that said, straight on to yet another story to make your mind boggle.If I didn't know better, I'd have thought I was peering through the fence at a concentration camp.
The signs on the buildings say "Community College of Aurora," though for now they're serving as an impromptu Camp Katrina. About 160 hurricane survivors are being housed in the dorms, surrounded by fences, roadblocks, security guards and enough armed police officers to invade Grenada.
There's a credentials unit to process every visitor, an intake unit to provide identification tags and a bag of clothes to every evacuee, several Salvation Army food stations, portable toilets, shuttle buses, a green army-tent chapel with church services three times a day and a communications team to keep reporters as far away from actual news as possible.
It probably was easier for a reporter to get inside Gitmo on Tuesday than to penetrate the force field around Lowry.
But survivors occasionally breached the lockdown and came to the fence to tell their stories, each one astonishing....
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Still, it's not like there isn't articles in the mainstream media that also get me good and angry ... like Sen. Lott's priorities wrt wetlands vs. casinos and, even more fun, the actions of certain members of the upper class that I can in no way begin to comprehend.