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There’s nothing more human than denying guilt when we’ve done something wrong, but most of us can’t even imagine the reverse scenario. From “The Confessions of Innocent Men,” Marc Bookman’s Atlantic article about a puzzling phenomenon, people who admit to crimes they never committed, oftentimes not because of duress:

People have been admitting to things they haven’t done for as long as they’ve been committing crimes. On the North American continent, prominent examples reach back to 1692 and the Salem witch trials. DNA exonerations over the past 24 years have established not only how error-prone our system of justice is, but how more than a quarter of those wrongly convicted have been inculpated by their own words. Now an entire body of scientific research is devoted to the phenomenon of the false confession. In his article ‘The Psychology of Confessions,’ Saul Kassin, a professor of psychology at the John Jay College of Criminal Justice, details three different categories of false confession: voluntary, compliant, and internalized.

Voluntary false confessions are the best known, the most easily disproved, and perhaps the simplest to understand. They are prompted not by police behavior but rather by a need for attention or self-punishment. For obvious reasons, these confessions contain only facts known to the public; they surface in high-profile cases. The kidnapping of the Lindbergh baby garnered hundreds of such confessions.

Compliant false confessions are the opposite of voluntary confessions. They are coerced by police conduct, and are generally made in the hope of ending the coercion. What stressors would make someone confess to a horrible crime, knowing that the confession’s long-term implications would far outweigh any short-term relief? Torture, of course: physical violence, or the threat of future violence such as execution or prison rape. But the coercion need not be nearly as severe as that. Promises of food, a phone call, drugs to feed a habit — all of these have led to compliant false confessions. The guarantee of sleep or simply being left alone has been enough to get an innocent person to admit to a horrendous crime. Even the illogic of a promise to go home was sufficient to get five New York City teenagers to confess, completely independently, to a Central Park jogger’s rape.

Internalized false confessions differ from voluntary and compliant ones in a significant way: the confessor comes to believe that he may be guilty of the crime. Richard Leo, a law professor at the University of California at Los Angeles, prefers to call them persuaded rather than internalized, and explains that such confessions result from interrogations that ‘shatter the confidence you have in the reliability of your own memory.’ In essence, some people begin to doubt their own memories, and start to instead believe that they might have done something awful, sometimes confabulating false memories in the process.”

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I’ve posted about some pre-Beane baseball theorists who never had Brad Pitt play them in a film. There was Walter Lappe, who sensed that something was wrong with the way “experts” analyzed the sport, and Eric Walker, who was one of the earliest to figure out exactly what was amiss. But I’ve never mentioned Mike Gimbel, a numbers-cruncher who was mocked from the game before Moneyball took hold, in a time when advanced analytics, much like taking a walk, was still viewed in the mainstream as a form of weakness. Grantland’s Hua Hsu sought out Gimbel at the recent Left Forum. The opening of his resultant article:

“There are a lot of useful ideas about justice and democracy exchanged across the hundreds of panel discussions that constitute the Left Forum, a three-day meeting of scholars, activists, and concerned citizens that takes place every year in Manhattan. My main interest was baseball. Another was crocodiles.

I had come to listen to a paper being presented by Mike Gimbel. In the 1990s, Gimbel put together a nice side career advising major league teams on player transactions. He had a day job working for the New York City water department, and in his free time he sat in front of his computer, inputted stats, and came up with what he believed was a unified theory of player value. He talked his way into a part-time gig evaluating talent for Dan Duquette, soon to become the general manager of the Montreal Expos. When Duquette moved to the Red Sox, Gimbel was the only Expos staffer he was allowed to take with him — he was a secret weapon of sorts. But during spring training in 1997, Gimbel sat for an interview with the Boston Globe‘s Gordon Edes. Once word spread of Boston’s ‘stat man’ — itself an epithet back in the pre-Moneyball days — the Sox front office immediately distanced itself from him. Local papers described him as crazy, arrogant, a ‘homeless computer geek,’ an eccentric stats hobbyist. He was ridiculed for his unkempt beard, his yellow teeth, and the heavy coat he wore despite the Florida heat. ‘I guess Duquette calls him like he would call the Psychic Network,’ Jose Canseco joked to the local beat writers. Gimbel’s contract expired at the end of the 1997 season. It was his last formal contact with a major league team.”

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Abortions performed in the greenroom at Chelsea Lately.

 

Bye, fetuses.

Bye, fetuses.

But my sister and I are already born.

But my sister and I are already born.


 

Superman has had to adjust in the age of smartphones, and some would like movie theaters to make concessions as well. From Hunter Walk, a suggestion for creating an alternative big-screen experience for moviegoers who want to talk, Tweet and multitask during a film:

“In my 20s I went to a lot of movies. Now, not so much. Over the past two years becoming a parent has been the main cause but really my lack of interest in the theater experience started way before that. Some people dislike going to the movies because of price or crowds, but for me it was more of a lifestyle decision. Increasingly I wanted my media experiences plugged in and with the ability to multitask. Look up the cast list online, tweet out a comment, talk to others while watching or just work on something else while Superman played in the background. Of course these activities are discouraged and/or impossible in a movie theater.

But why? Instead of driving people like me away from the theater, why not just segregate us into environments which meet our needs. “

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The opening of Somini Sengupta’s New York Times blog post about our post-privacy world, about our age of cheap and sophisticated tools:

Brendan O’Connor is a security researcher. How easy would it be, he recently wondered, to monitor the movement of everyone on the street – not by a government intelligence agency, but by a private citizen with a few hundred dollars to spare?

Mr. O’Connor, 27, bought some plastic boxes and stuffed them with a $25, credit-card size Raspberry Pi Model A computer and a few over-the-counter sensors, including Wi-Fi adapters. He connected each of those boxes to a command and control system, and he built a data visualization system to monitor what the sensors picked up: all the wireless traffic emitted by every nearby wireless device, including smartphones.

Each box cost $57. He produced 10 of them, and then he turned them on – to spy on himself. He could pick up the Web sites he browsed when he connected to a public Wi-Fi – say at a cafe – and he scooped up the unique identifier connected to his phone and iPad. Gobs of information traveled over the Internet in the clear, meaning they were entirely unencrypted and simple to scoop up.

Even when he didn’t connect to a Wi-Fi network, his sensors could track his location through Wi-Fi ‘pings.’ His iPhone pinged the iMessage server to check for new messages. When he logged on to an unsecured Wi-Fi, it revealed what operating system he was using on what kind of device, and whether he was using Dropbox or went on a dating site or browsed for shoes on an e-commerce site. One site might leak his e-mail address, another his photo.

‘Actually it’s not hard,’ he concluded. ‘It’s terrifyingly easy.'”

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From the March 13, 1922 New York Times:

Ossining–Sing Sing attachés announced today that Lawrence Kubal, Long Island slayer, is making a furor in the death-house trying to find a machine gun he imagined is hidden somewhere in his cell.

The guards transferred him to a padded cell and took everything from him except a mattress. He has been shouting and raving for forty-eight hours and has greatly annoyed the other condemned men.

Kubal was sentenced to death for the murder of Mrs. Minnie Bartlett at West Hempstead, L.I., for her jewels. Twice he tried to hang himself in the death-house, but was frustrated by guards. Recently a lunacy commission appointed by Governor Miller found him legally sane.”

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Paul Schrader, Hollywood poet of the American underbelly, which often hides in plain sight, just did an Ask Me Anything at Reddit to promote his new film, The Canyons. A few exchanges follow.

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Question:

Any insights about John Hinckley and the Reagan assassination attempt? What was your reaction and those of other people involved with Taxi Driver?

Paul Schrader:

I was scouting locations for Cat People when the news came over the radio. I said to the driver, it’s one of those Taxi Driver kids. When I got back to the hotel, the FBI was waiting for me because Hinckley had mentioned the film. They wanted to know if he had tried to contact me. This is a very thorny moral question. My feeling is that if you censor art you will lose Crime and Punishment but you will still have Raskolnikov. But I also feel that there is a level of moral responsibility as well.

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Question:

Is there anything you’ve written that didn’t get produce for whatever reason that you were really bummed to see not be?

Also, did you ever do coke with Scorsese?

Paul Schrader:

Yes, I did one about the crime world in Quebec in the 70s. I did about Ayahuasca and the world of hallucinogens. Those are two that come immediatly to mind and there are more.

The answer to the second question is yes, Marty quit before I did. He had a very bad asthma experience in Rome and fortunately he was able to stop cold.

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Question:

Any chance of you writing for Marty again in the future?

Paul Schrader:

I did an HBO pilot for him but HBO passed. We have no other plans.

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Question:

The lead characters in Raging Bull and in Taxi Driver, played by Robert De Niro, were damaged individuals with serious problems dealing with women. In the case of Jake La Motta, he was a wife abuser, and Travis Bickle was essentially a stalker.

What was your approach to balance these flaws and still make the characters sympathetic to the audience?

Paul Schrader:

I think likability is an overrated quality in screen characters. What they need to be is interesting. If you put an interesting person in front of the viewer for 45 minutes and don’t give another perspective the viewer will begin to empathize with a character he or she previously though beneath empathy. That’s one of the ways art works.

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Question:

What is it like working with Bret Easton Ellis?

Paul Schrader:

It was a lot of fun with Bret. He was my partner as well as my collaborator. I don’t think we are necessarily on the same page but we are in the same book.

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Question:

I don’t really have a question, I just thought The Canyons was great, I really enjoyed it. All of the “issues” I’ve read about in various interviews really didn’t show on screen. (Example – not being able to film at the mall, issues with filming at dusk, etc.) So great job.

Paul Schrader:

Thank you. Many people confuse a troubled production with a troubled film, but in fact there is little interrelation. Many great films have had agonizing production problems and many harmonious/happy filmmaking experiences have resulted in stinkers.

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A couple of pieces of a Schrader interview from 1982, at the time of Cat People:

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Hank Williams Jr. serenading a can of bug spray.

 

I like to ride my hoses and shoot my gun.

I like to ride my horses and shoot my guns.

Please make it stop.

The opening of an Economist report about neuromorphic computing, or the attempt to make silicon intelligence more like the carbon kind so it can in turn help us to make better silicon intelligence:

“Analogies change. Once, it was fashionable to describe the brain as being like the hydraulic systems employed to create pleasing fountains for 17th-century aristocrats’ gardens. As technology moved on, first the telegraph network and then the telephone exchange became the metaphor of choice. Now it is the turn of the computer. But though the brain-as-computer is, indeed, only a metaphor, one group of scientists would like to stand that metaphor on its head. Instead of thinking of brains as being like computers, they wish to make computers more like brains. This way, they believe, humanity will end up not only with a better understanding of how the brain works, but also with better, smarter computers.

These visionaries describe themselves as neuromorphic engineers. Their goal, according to Karlheinz Meier, a physicist at the University of Heidelberg who is one of their leaders, is to design a computer that has some—and preferably all—of three characteristics that brains have and computers do not. These are: low power consumption (human brains use about 20 watts, whereas the supercomputers currently used to try to simulate them need megawatts); fault tolerance (losing just one transistor can wreck a microprocessor, but brains lose neurons all the time); and a lack of need to be programmed (brains learn and change spontaneously as they interact with the world, instead of following the fixed paths and branches of a predetermined algorithm).

To achieve these goals, however, neuromorphic engineers will have to make the computer-brain analogy real.”

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Two Mel Brooks clips, the first one a fairly rare 1975 British TV interview at the time of the release of Young Frankenstein, my favorite of the comic’s films and one of my top ten all-time screen comedies. 

The second is Brooks having dinner at his pal Carl Reiner’s house, as he has every night for decades, during one of the best episodes of Jerry Seinfeld’s Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee. By the way: I really like Seinfeld, but he would be better off shutting up on certain topics. When he’s not busy showing off his disposable income in his web series, he’s griping about being criticized for not booking any black or female comics during the show’s first season. Well, he should be criticized for that. Life’s a struggle for everyone, but when you’re in the groups that have easiest access to something prized, you should focus on making sure others have a way in also. At the very least, don’t complain if you’re called out on it. Acting put-upon when the truth is pointed out makes you seem petty and small.

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“Some 420 wouldn’t hurt either.”

I need BOOZE pls help (Brooklyn)

Hey as the title says I need some booze I’m really stressed and broke I haven’t drank in about a year not that I’m recovering alcoholic I just haven’t had the need but now I’m stressed and broke and before I do something stupid thought I would get drunk and just take a break from all the craziness in my life so if you have any booze you don’t want hit me up if your not to far I’ll come by and pick it up.

Some 420 wouldn’t hurt either.

Thanks for reading and thanks on advance.

Lincoln.

Barnum.

Barnum.

Twain.

Twain.

The opening of Caleb Crain’s New York Times Book Review piece about Mathew Brady, Robert Wilson’s portrait of the Civil War-era’s chief portraitist:

“Death was early American photography’s killer app. Since the first pictures required long exposures, it was convenient to have a subject that held still. There was a psychological angle as well. A 19th-­century photographer reported that when he visited a town in upstate New York, all the residents welcomed him except the blacksmith, who at first reviled him as a swindler. But then the blacksmith’s son drowned — and the blacksmith came begging for an image of the boy.

The tale is retold by Robert Wilson, the editor of The American Scholar, in Mathew Brady, his patient and painstaking new biography of the portraitist and Civil War photographer. Brady wasn’t one to overlook a sales tool. ‘You cannot tell how soon it may be too late,’ he warned in an 1856 ad that ran in The New York Daily Tribune, advising readers to come sit for a portrait while they still could. When the Civil War began in 1861, thousands of new soldiers and their families became acutely aware that it might soon be too late. They were willing to pay a dollar apiece for tintypes, and Wilson reports that at Brady’s Washington studio, ‘the wait was sometimes hours long.’

Brady’s other great marketing device was celebrity. His business strategy consisted of photographing politicians, generals and actors for free and displaying their likenesses in a gallery to attract paying customers. His own celebrity was self-made. He was born into an Irish immigrant’s family near Lake George in upstate New York around 1823, and seems to have first entered the photography business in the 1840s as a manufacturer of the leather cases that held the early photographs known as daguerreotypes — fine-grained ­images developed on copper plates that have an almost holographic quality.”

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Elon Musk at the recent Teslive town-hall event, discussing Tesla Motors’ future.

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“Dr. Tesla said that it would be possible with his wireless mechanism to direct an ordinary aeroplane, manless, to any point.”

Unlike Thomas Edison, national hero and reliable citizen, there was always an element of danger and irresponsibility about Nikola Tesla. Part of that came from his old boss and heated rival Edison planting stories about his recklessness, but in all fairness, Tesla did dream up a lot of crazy, scary stuff. The year before he won the Nobel Prize, he proposed a new military defense system which was also a weapon of mass destruction–a drone system, basically–according to a breathless article in the December 8, 1915 New York Times. The story:

“Nikola Tesla, the inventor, winner of the 1915 Nobel Physics Prize, has filed patent applications on the essential parts of a machine the possibilities of which test a layman’s imagination and promise a parallel of Thor’s shooting thunderbolts from the sky to punish those who had angered the gods. Dr. Tesla insists there is nothing sensational about it, that it is but the fruition of many years of work and study. He is not yet ready to give the details of the engine which he says will render fruitless any military expedition against a country which possesses it. Suffice it to say that the destructive invention will go through space with the speed of 300 miles a second, a manless airship without propelling engine or wings, sent by electricity to any desired point on the globe on its errand of destruction, if destruction its manipulator wishes to effect.

Ten miles or a thousand miles, it will be all the same to the machine, the inventor says. Straight to the point, on land or on sea, it will be able to go with precision, delivering a blow that will paralyze or kill, as is desired. A man in a tower on Long Island could shield New York against ships or army by working a lever, if the inventor’s anticipations become realizations.

‘It is not the time,’ said Dr. Tesla yesterday, ‘to go into the details of this thing. It is founded upon a principle that means great things in peace; it can be used for great things in war. But I repeat, this is no time to talk of such things.

‘It is perfectly practicable to transmit electrical energy without wires and produce destructive effects at a distance. I have already constructed a wireless transmitter which makes this possible, and have been described it in my technical publications, among which I may refer to my patent 1,119,732 recently granted. With transmitters of this kind we are enabled to project electrical energy in any amount to any distance and apply it for innumerable purposes, both in peace and war. Through the universal adoption of this system, ideal conditions for the maintenance of law and order will be realized, for then the energy necessary to the enforcement of right and justice will be normally productive, yet potential, and in any moment available, for attack and defense. The power transmitted need not be necessarily destructive, for, if existence is made to depend upon it, its withdrawal or supply will bring about the same results as those now accomplished by any force of arms.

‘But when unavoidable, the same agent may be used to destroy property and life. The art is already so far developed that great destructive effects can be produced at any point on the globe, determined beforehand and with great accuracy. In view of this I have not thought it hazardous to predict a few years ago that the wars of the future will not be waged with explosives but with electrical means.’

Dr. Tesla then said that it would be possible with his wireless mechanism to direct an ordinary aeroplane, manless, to any point, over a ship or an army, and to discharge explosives of great strength from the base of operations.”

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10 search-engine keyphrases bringing traffic Afflictor this week:

  1. meek’s cutoff 2010 dvd
  2. snake in woman’s stomach
  3. new andy kaufman record album
  4. early interview with sharon tate
  5. barbara walters interviewing claus von bulow
  6. kurt vonnegut discussing computers
  7. stories about the western town deadwood
  8. bioengineering new life forms freeman dyson
  9. dorothy kilgallen’s last show before being found dead
  10. matthew brady photographer of the civil war
Afflictor: Thinking the recent crackdown on gay people in Russia is just a cover for Vladimir's feelings for his new friend.

Afflictor: Thinking the recent crackdown on gay people in Russia is just a cover for Vladimir Putin’s secret feelings for his new friend.

Would you like to stay at my place, Eddie?

Would you like to stay at my place, Eddie?

Can I go home now?

Can I go home now?

  • Reza Aslan, theologian and Fox News survivor, did an AMA at Reddit.
  • Garry Davis, who just passed away, was President of the World.
  • Estonia is a very unlikely tech powerhouse.

From the September 1880 New York Times:

“Isaac H. Haight, an old man, living at Somers, Westchester County, has many times threatened to commit suicide, sometimes by hanging, sometimes by freezing to death, and at others by drowning, and cutting his throat. On Monday he went to the shoe store and got a pair of shoes for his daughter-in-law. They did not suit her, and she found fault with him. He became melancholy over it, and reiterated his threats to commit suicide. He had been heard to say this so often, that he was told to go and do it. He then invited the people present in the house to go out and see him cut his throat. They laughed at him, and refused to go. He however, went, and the people looked at him from the windows. He had turned to his little grandson and said, ‘Come out and see your grandpa cut his throat,’ and the little boy had gone. Mr. Haight drew his knife and flourished it about his head, and made several feints at cutting himself. Finally, by accident, he did cut his throat. When he saw what he had done, he tried to hold it together, told his friends he did not intend to do it, and asked them to send for a doctor. He expressed himself as very sorry for what he had done, but after four hours he died.”

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From “When the NSA Comes to Town,” Justine Sharrock’s smart BuzzFeed report about the massive and mysterious NSA data center located in Bluffdale, Utah:

When I asked various people who have toured the building with the consortium what their impression was, the responses were vague and similar: ‘huge,’ ‘impressive.’

‘I was interested in the mythology of the NSA, and was asking questions, like, can they crack the hardest encryption and reading erased hard drives?’ says [Pete] Ashdown, Utah’s most vocal internet privacy activist. ‘I wish I had not been so starstruck. I would have asked the question, ‘How do you rectify what you are doing with the Constitution?’

It was a story I heard a lot in and around Bluffdale: When it started, we had no idea. Now it’s too late to change things.

‘Everything, of course, changed as more information about the NSA spying program was released,’ Ashdown says. ‘That kind of put the tour in a different light for me. I wasn’t really thinking about [NSA whistle-blower Russ Tice’s 2006 wiretapping revelations]. I remember hearing about that, but I didn’t put two and two together, realizing that they are storing all the information here.’

When Tice told me that the Utah Data Center was up and running, according to his sources — meaning that the NSA has the power for full content collection beyond metadata — I headed down to Utah to see it myself. I got close. I drove up the unmarked road toward the facility, past the unmanned gates, but got apprehended by two NSA police officers in dark sunglasses, driving white SUVs. They threatened me with federal charges for trespassing on restricted military property, but ultimately let me go.

‘I would not have suggested that, if you told me you were going to do it,’ Tice told me after he heard what I had done. ‘Bottom line, these are not people to be trifled with. They are dangerous people.’ He pointed out that things could have gone much, much worse.

An official tour was out of the question. The local NSA media spokesperson suggested I try to take photos from the periphery. She even suggested I go to the National Guard parking lot. But, more than the anonymous monoliths of the facility, the community surrounding the center was what grabbed my attention.

It was a microcosm of America’s relationship to the NSA scandal at large. There’s the data center, lurking in the background — visible but invisible, real and unreal — doing something that, for reasons that deserve far more explanation than they get, has been made literally unspeakable.”

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Members of the Homebrew Computer Club in the 1970s did all sorts of cool things with new computing power, including linking up the coffee makers and lighting in their houses so that they could be activated by timers. It didn’t become universal right away, but homes now are becoming smarter and more automated, and we’re just at the beginning. But, of course, all knowledge can be compromised. From Network World:

“If you added a home automation system to create your version of a ‘smart’ house, it could give you access from anywhere in the world to remotely control your lights, door locks, house temperature, electric appliances, water valves, alarm system, garage door, the ability to open and close your shades and blinds, or even to turn on music and crank up the volume. While that might seem pretty sweet, it also can be pretty vulnerable. If you use the Z-Wave wireless protocol for home automation then you might prepare to have your warm, fuzzy, happiness bubble burst; there will be several presentations about attacking the automated house at the upcoming Las Vegas hackers’ conferences Black Hat USA 2013 and Def Con 21.

Home automation devices are easy to spot with Shodan, a search engine for hackers, as pointed out by its creator John Matherly. And the home automation market forecast is predicted ‘to exceed $5.5 billion in 2016.’ Despite the technology having been available for over a decade, and many of these automation systems being extremely vulnerable, having a ‘smart house’ has become very trendy.

Exploiting houses with home automation may not be low-hanging fruit for malicious hackers, but with its increasing popularity and expanding product lines, we will see it gaining more attention from hackers who realize how insecure many of these systems actually are.”

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In 1967, Walter Cronkite looks the home of the future:

Slobodan Milošević reading a Huffington Post headline.

 

50 Cent Replies ‘OK’ To Request To Pee In Girl’s Mouth

Yes,

Yes, that way he will not require a toilet.

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If you missed Margalit Fox’s great New York Times obituary about Garry Davis, a U.S. WWII veteran who renounced his American citizenship to become a citizen of the world, check it out. An excerpt:

“Garry Davis, a longtime peace advocate, former Broadway song-and-dance man and self-declared World Citizen No. 1, who is widely regarded as the dean of the One World movement, a quest to erase national boundaries that today has nearly a million adherents worldwide, died on Wednesday in Williston, Vt. He was 91, and though in recent years he had largely ceased his wanderings and settled in South Burlington, Vt., he continued to occupy the singular limbo between citizen and alien that he had cheerfully inhabited for 65 years.

‘I am not a man without a country,” Mr. Davis told Newsweek in 1978, ‘merely a man without nationality.’

Mr. Davis was not the first person to declare himself a world citizen, but he was inarguably the most visible, most vocal and most indefatigable.

The One World model has had its share of prominent adherents, among them Albert Schweitzer, Jean-Paul Sartre, Albert Einstein and E. B. White.

But where most advocates have been content to write and lecture, Mr. Davis was no armchair theorist: 60 years ago, he established the World Government of World Citizens, a self-proclaimed international governmental body that has issued documents — passports, identity cards, birth and marriage certificates — and occasional postage stamps and currency.

He periodically ran for president of the world, always unopposed.”

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Piers Morgan: Heaven knows he tries.

Piers Morgan: Heaven knows he tries.

The top 5 foreign countries sending the most traffic to Afflictor during July:

  1. Great Britain
  2. Germany
  3. Canada
  4. France 
  5. Russia

 

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“He was dazed and hardly able to stand after his exposure.”

Romantic entanglements led to an old-fashioned tarring-and feathering in New Jersey, according to an article in the August 11, 1910 New York Times. An excerpt:

Mays Landing–Tarred and feathered by a gang of young men known as the ‘Terrible Ten,’ Frank Sichort of Cardiff, a small village in the South Jersey pine belt, was lashed shortly after 4 o’clock this morning to a post near the McKee City railway station and left to the mercies of the hordes of mosquitoes.

He was found there shortly after 6 o’clock by the passengers and crew of the early newspaper train to Atlantic City. The crew went to his assistance and liberated him from his sorry plight. He was dazed and hardly able to stand after his exposure. He was entirely nude save for the coat of tar and feathers.

The affair, which has no precedent in South Jersey, grew out of Sichort’s attentions to a widow, Mrs. Annie Schroell. Some months ago Mrs. Schroell’s husband died, leaving her with nine children, only one of whom is married. She conducted a profitable farm at McKee City and recently Sichort, who is a married man, began to go and see her.

His visits became more frequent, until it began to be rumored that he was endeavoring to induce Mrs. Schroell to board out her children among the neighbors and to desert the farm and live with him. Her son-in-law hearing this, met Sichort and warned him to keep away under penalty of a coat of tar and feathers. The man paid no attention to the warning.  

Members of the Terrible Ten Club got together last night and decided to carry out the threat of tar and feathers into effect. Before daybreak this morning, Sichort went to the Schroell farm and loaded a wagon with vegetables. As he was en route to the seashore members of the Terrible Ten Club halted him. He was pulled from the wagon and overpowered. He fought desperately, but was entirely stripped of his clothing. 

His captors daubed him with tar from head to foot and then covered him with feathers in true Western style. Feathers were even entangled in his whiskers. When the job was completed he was a sight such as is seldom seen in the Eastern States.”

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I have been nude 4 days now! (Upper East Side)

It’s been great going nude these past few days with the hot weather. I even went downstairs in my Apt building to the laundry room completely nude and didn’t get caught! Last night on a dare I walked up and down my street! Fun! Any other nudists out there in Manhattan?

FromWhy We Keeping Playing the Lottery,” Adam Piore’s smart Nautilus piece on the psychological pull of paying the idiot tax:

“To grasp how unlikely it was for Gloria C. MacKenzie, an 84-year-old Florida widow, to have won the $590 million Powerball lottery in May, Robert Williams, a professor of health sciences at the University of Lethbridge in Alberta, offers this scenario: head down to your local convenience store, slap $2 on the counter, and fill out a six-numbered Powerball ticket. It will take you about 10 seconds. To get your chance of winning down to a coin toss, or 50 percent, you will need to spend 12 hours a day, every day, filling out tickets for the next 55 years. It’s going be expensive. You will have to plunk down your $2 at least 86 million times.

Williams, who studies lotteries, could have simply said the odds of winning the $590 million jackpot were 1 in 175 million. But that wouldn’t register. ‘People just aren’t able to grasp 1 in 175 million,’ Williams says. ‘It’s just beyond our experience—we have nothing in our evolutionary history that prepares us or primes us, no intellectual architecture, to try and grasp the remoteness of those odds.’ And so we continue to play. And play. People in 43 states bought a total of 232 million Powerball tickets for the lottery won by MacKenzie. In fact, the lottery in the United States is so exceedingly popular that it was one of the few consumer products where spending held steady and, in some states, increased, during the recent recession. That’s still the case. About 57 percent of Americans reported buying tickets in the last 12 months, according to a recent Gallup study. And for the 2012 fiscal year, U.S. lottery sales totaled about $78 billion, according to the North American Association of State and Provincial Lotteries.

It may seem easy to understand why we keep playing. As one trademarked lottery slogan goes, ‘Hey, you never know.’ Somebody has to win. But to really understand why hundreds of millions of people play a game they will never win, a game with serious social consequences, you have to suspend logic and consider it through an alternate set of rules—rules written by neuroscientists, social psychologists, and economists.” (Thanks Browser.)

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