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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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Well, you caught me with my brain set to "stun" -- no stress. I needed to up my game and sharpen my senses.
I want to be optimistic, but I see a lot of the same old things happening that've been emblematic of the worst things of the bad days -- outright disinformation, Pollyanna politicking, the press losing its teeth, no pictures of the (flag-draped) dead kplzthx, the attempt to demonize the very act of civilized dissent.... And they'll keep doing it as long as they can get away with it.