what the hell? knowledge is a.....theory? either way, i saw it fit to do the second assingment i have done for tok in the same format as i did the first, although that blog has now been converted into a gallery of mediocre photography.
so.
ok.
moment of truth.
what did i learn in tok?
oh.
shit.
ok.
think.
women in pakistan have it hard?
no....
we're born completely un-hardwired?
no...
modern thought on liberty was formed by a middle class guy who sounds pretty smart?
no..
capp is short?
maybe...
no i wait i freakin got it
there is a guy running for congress in North Carolina who is trying to beat an incumbent he calls "a radical liberal." now, i havent looked into the background of either canidate, so i cant make a full judgement here. but i thought this was a very important detail.
Vernon Robinson’s campaign is funded by donations averaging $40 from more than 35,000 hard-working taxpayers who care about their families and are concerned about America's future. They know nothing will change in Washington if we don’t elect new Congressmen with Vernon’s common sense and uncommon courage.
that is in the "a personal message from vernon" section of his website, http://www.vernonrobinson.com/index.shtml
........................
who writes that about himself? or did he write it himself? wait...if he didnt.....then he lied? but it says he wrote it!
tok has taught me to look for inconsistencies that i may have missed before. inconsistencies that are important, and when viewed in a larger scope, reveal much more than you might expect.
capp is short, as well
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
so in my endless pursuit to spend time with the beautiful alison (self portrait, first post) i will do just about anything. inlcuding, but not limiting to, going with her family to spend a week in idaho with her grandparents (maternal) who live in Idaho. home of potatoes, american values, neo-nazis and..........ice caves? turns out the old adage is true. if you travel long enough (half an hour) in the right direction (dunno), you'll end up upon what was the sole and final hope of the nuclear attack victims of.....Twin Falls, Idaho. well. mostly. there is some kind of air force base, or something that is of nuclear warefare significance, that Twin Falls happens to be down wind of. so in the event of a nuclear attack, caves formed by (insert geological explanation), were filled with non-perishable rations, make shift platforms, and port'o'potties. the idea being that the citizens of Twin Falls (maybe 30,000 of them a few decades ago) would protect themselves from the fallout for two weeks. then the real idea was hatched: what would everyone do? american values must be held, so, no, they couldnt do that, they would instead move rocks back and forth for exercise and something to do. the idea eventually became mute, as the population had grown too large for the space, and as nuclear warfare became less of an hot-button issue. the platforms were removed, the rocks left alone, and, of ocurse, it became its own museum. not to be outdone, the owner of the land created his own museum above the ground, with things he has collected and killed over the years. his family has owned the land for a few generations, and as far as i can see they seem to just tend to their cave, which they live 100 feet from. so here is a little pictomentary. maybe one day i'll make it into a documentary. so there you have it. thats what i'll endure. the next few posts will be of the cave and the museum.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Kellen.
I took a picture of kellen at a restaurant at the oregon coast.
I also bought him that stupid sweatshirt he always wears.
lovealison.
Monday, January 30, 2006
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