No Cluster Conscience

The horror of these things — cluster bombs. Sunday, Aug. 1, marks beginning of an international ban on those terrible weapons — Cluster munitions explode in mid-air to release dozens — sometimes hundreds — of smaller “bomblets” across large areas. Because the final location of these scattered smaller bombs is difficult to control, they can cause…

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Out Drankin’

As the economy tanks, people seem to be drinking their financial problems away, as research indicates more US peoples are hitting the bottle, with more white guys getting bombed than any other ethnic group. Free, white and drunk: Whites are more likely than blacks and Hispanics to get drunk. Twenty percent of white men drank…

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Banging the War Bong

Even as thousands of documents reveal a beyond-quagmire US entanglement in Afghanistan, the core entity of any kind of peace or accord in the war — Afghan police and soldiers — is a nothing more than a deadly, brutal joke. A joke, however, without a punchline. Check this video from Aljazeera English as a couple of…

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Friends

Lack of friendship is supposedly worse on your well being than a Quadruple Bypass Burger from the Heart Attack Grill. From Reuters on a report released Tuesday by a research team at Brigham Young University: Having good social relationships — friends, marriage or children — may be every bit as important to a healthy lifespan as…

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Another Ugly Leak

Massive toxic leaks into the environment can be horrible, whether it be the Gulf of Mexico or a horrible, incompetent-run war in Afghanistan. On Sunday, WikiLeaks (my laptop won’t load the group’s website) released a shitload of formerly-classified documents on the  Afghan conflict, and the result ain’t pretty. From the the New York Times: The…

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Blog Thyself: ‘Do You Have The Time, To Listen To Me Whine’

Writing society: I remember when it was kind of cool to be a blogger. You’d walk around with a swagger in your step, a twinkle in your eye. Now it’s just humiliating. Blogging has become like mahjong or needlepoint or clipping coupons out of Walgreens circulars: something old folks do while waiting to croak. (Illustration…

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