Category: Things On The Net

Sociology forum of the moment… The Sociopranos.

So we’ve all done the high-school chemistry experiment where you throw a tiny chunk of sodium in water and watch it angrily fizz around…

Scale it up.

New York Songlines is a way-cool, hand-compiled guide to all things Manhattan. I clicked on a street at random and found the location of Charles Ives’ house and a neo-Polynesian bar called the Tiki Room. Mega cool, but don’t link until you have a couple of hours to burn.

One of the crazy plans that the FBI’s COINTELPRO drew up to subvert the Black Panthers was the Black Panther Coloring Book. Sent to families across the United States, the coloring book was supposed to undermine white support for black civil rights.

Thanks to the Internet, what was once a weird footnote in the Congressional inquiry into COINTELPRO is now downloadable.

Back in the day (way back in the day) the only game that I played almost as often as Car Wars or Illuminati was Cosmic Encounter.

I had no idea there was an online version of CE out. The Apple article goes into the details.

Cool collection of Flash movies by the mysterious Young-Hae Chang Heavy Industries. Kinda pretentious, but in a fun and playful beatnik sort of way. Start with The Struggle Continues (works best in French, but there is an English version) or Artist’s Statement No. 45,730,944: The Perfect Artistic Web Site

Inevitable…

My name is Daphne Pickman. Perhaps you’ve seen some of the fictionalized versions of our adventures. Don’t believe them. The truth is far more horrible. Yes, we have exposed a fair number of frauds, but there were cases we covered up. We had to. The feeble minds of the masses, laden in sitcom tripe, could not bear the lonely burdens we have borne. Perhaps some day, I’ll write down how we battled the band ‘God’s Lost Children’ or how we proved that Rush Limbaugh was a Deep One, his show an elaborate rite for unleashing Cthulhu upon the world. I laughed for relief when we successfully turned a shoggoth loose during one of his broadcasts and it ate him, then choked to death in the process. But that is a story for another time, and assumes your sanity survives reading this tale intact. Indeed, when I look back on the horrors we have faced, it is hard for me to understand how I have kept my sanity. Perhaps it is not so surprising that the dark knowledge which alone suffices to defeat the forces of the Mythos finally consumed the hearts and souls of my companions, thus forcing me to kill them and eat their brains.

Crash Bonsai takes toy cars and carefully turns them into mini-wrecks – a perfect twisted addition to your carefully cultivated tree of peace.

I kinda like this one. The old pre-war car gives it a nice lurid police photograph look, as if it was taken by a miniture bonsai-sized Walter Winchell.