The fans respond. (Image by Landii.)

That Dick Cheney sex tape that’s been rumored to be out there for a while has finally emerged on the Internet. It’s not great quality video footage–kind of grainy–but you can clearly see it’s the former Vice President.

Some people think that Cheney’s political enemies have released the tape to embarrass him, but others believe that Cheney himself has leaked the video to boost his popularity. Nobody has any sympathy for him even though he has a ferret heart and arteries fashioned from a vacuum cleaner bag. Maybe having a sex tape in circulation will improve his standing with the public like it did for that Kardashian woman.

I’ve already had a look at the footage and it’s as graphic as you might expect. It’s certainly not for the squeamish, as there’s no pixelation. Cheney likes using his mouth a lot on the private parts and he’s really into doing it doggy style. He seems unduly proud of his blotchy skin and tiny wang. There’s a tattoo of a scorpion on his ass. He sneers throughout.

Cheney: Fuck me harder.

You have to give the former Veep credit for being pretty athletic considering he lacks a pulse and a heartbeat and shit. During the climactic scene, Cheney appears to ejaculate bat blood instead of semen. It’s possible it’s snake venom, but it really looks to have the texture and consistency of bat blood. I don’t know for sure; I’m not a bat scientist.

If the video goes viral, then perhaps Cheney will get to be a contestant on Dancing with the Stars or maybe decide to run for the Presidency in 2012. Massachusetts Senator Scott Brown, who’s done soft-core photo spreads and videos, can be his running mate. Obama only does tasteful topless shots, so they’d have that advantage over him.

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I Want a Tattoo..and I can offer

I’m an alt model (think suicidegirls) and a hypnotherapy student. If you ink me..I can hypnotize you. I will also link you on my websites so you get some site traffic.

I’m here to help if its a fear or phobia or a nasty habit.

I’m also a tarot reader and can offer readings for ink if you’d like…Have a nice day..

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Sen. John Cornyn: Also fondly recalls his 2006 colonoscopy.

Sen. John Cornyn: Bush’s stock has gone up a lot since he left office.

Decoder: I mean the stock market has gone up a lot since he left office. It tanked during his administration. When it comes to Bush’s own stock as a leader, 71% of Americans who were recently polled by Time think Bush’s policies were responsible for the Great Recession.

Sen. John Cornyn: I think a lot of people are looking back with a little–with more fondness on President Bush’s administration.

Decoder: Even I can’t believe we’re going to try to push the Bush administration as the “good old days.” The Siena Research Institute recently released a poll of leading Presidential scholars and W. was named as the worst President of modern times and one of the worst in U.S. history.

Rep. Pete Sessions: We need to go back to the exact same agenda that is empowering the free enterprise system rather than diminishing it.

W.: Available for children's parties.

Decoder: Having so little regulation is what led us into this colossal financial mess. Why would return to that exact same agenda? Why not try something better?

Rep. Pete Sessions: People had jobs when Republicans were not only in charge but George Bush was there.

Decoder: Well, weapons inspectors had jobs, but we didn’t actually use them. Most other people lost their jobs when Bush was President.

Sen John Cornyn: I think history will treat [George W. Bush] well.

Decoder: WMDs; Iraq War; “Mission Accomplished”; waterboarding; America despised abroad; attempts to destroy Social Security; “Heckuva job, Brownie”; economic collapse; relentless partisanship; the failure to pronounce the word “nuclear”; etc.

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Jeff Bridges is reuniting with the Coen brothers for their upcoming version of "True Grit."

As destructive country singer films go, Crazy Heart can’t come close to matching the unbridled intensity of the subgenre’s best effort, the blistering 1973 drama Payday, which starred a young Rip Torn in an orgy of unrepentant malevolence. Scott Cooper’s 2009 drama, which helped Jeff Bridges score his long-deserved Oscar, is a far gentler thing, focusing on an older alcoholic cowboy performer who has five wives and an adult son he doesn’t know in the rear-view mirror.

Vomiting in a garbage can outside of a New Mexico bowling alley where he’s performing, 57-year-old Bad Blake (Bridges) knows he can’t go any lower, but he has no intention of rising again. Bad tools around in his weathered pick-up from one Southwest rathole to another, playing his old hits, picking up barflies and staring at the bottom of a bottle, which might as well  be the barrel of a gun. As his health deteriorates, Bad is afforded a pair of unlikely shots at redemption. His protege, Tommy Sweet (Colin Farrell), who has eclipsed his mentor by a thousand miles, wants Bad to write some new songs for his album, which would mean a good deal of money to the penniless performer. More importantly, Bad meets a younger single mother (Maggie Gyllenhaal), who sees the goodness in him. The sympathetic woman and her young boy may be Bad’s last chance at some semblance of family.

“I wanna talk about how bad you make this room look,” he says to his new girlfriend as he sits in his fleabag motel room. “I never knew what a dump it was until you came in here.” But changing isn’t easy and redemption seldom comes in the form we desire, though  it comes just the same if we try. (Available from Netflix and other venues.)

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This video will change your life but not for the better. I will never visit you, Jamaica. (Thanks Dangerous Minds.)


Don't throw me back into the creek.

People had just as little common sense in Brooklyn at the end of the 19th-century as they do today, perhaps even less. I came across this odd article in the July 14, 1897 edition of the Brooklyn Daily Eagle. In the aftermath of a murder, two local men come into contact with what may be the disembodied head of the victim, and then handle their discovery with less than sheer brilliance. Despite the bungling, William Guldensuppe’s murderer was eventually captured and convicted; it was a barber named Martin Thorn, who had designs on his victim’s girlfriend and wanted him out of the picture. An excerpt:

“James Ceter, an Italian rag picker, who says he lives somewhere on Purdy place, went to the Sixth Precinct Police Station this morning and told a story that may have important bearings on the Guldensuppe murder case.

Ceter said that while he was working very early in the morning at the dump on Scott avenue, near Newtown Creek, he was approached by an unknown man, apparently a German, who held in his hand a human head. The Italian says that the head had a small black mustache and a gash on the left cheek.

In accosting the Italian, the German said: ‘Look at this! I found it down at the creek.’ The two men talked together for a moment and came to the conclusion, so Ceter says, that the proper course would be to throw the head back into the creek. This, the Italian said, was done.

Acting on the Italian’s story the police of the Sixth Precinct are engaged to-day in grappling in the waters of the creek. Ceter describes his chance acquaintance as a man of medium height and about 50 years of age. He had a reddish gray mustache and wore dark clothes and a jersey.

The dredging of the creek was done by Detective Sergeant Baker and Officer Trenchard and Tracy, under the personal direction of Captain Lees. They were still at work when the Eagle went  to press. They were watched by a large and curious crowd.”

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I must admit, the penis is a man’s best friend. While I was in college, I did the typical guy thing. Went to bars, hung out with chicks; but getting them into bed was another story. When I was fortunate enough to finally score, it was guaranteed embarrassment. That’s what brought me to this site. Having a 4 inch penis can’t be the most popular thing among woman. Now that I’ve tried Dr MaxMan, pulling down my pants is no longer my biggest worry. Will she be able to handle this my monster python? That’s what I ask myself now. Thank You Dr MaxMan!–Jeff, Phoenix, AZ

Ol' Sparky: I thought I was your best friend.

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The Blazers, which had relocated from Philly, shared an arena with the Canucks of the NHL.

I briefly got my bruised, double-jointed fingers on a copy of a 1974-75 guide for the Vancouver Blazers of the old World Hockey Association. As I’ve stated before, I’m no big fan of hockey, but why not take a gander at an old piece of miscellaneous media?

The WHA operated in  the U.S. and Canada in the 1970s, trying to compete with the NHL. The Vancouver Blazers were only a fleeting part of that city, soon moving on to become the Calgary Cowboys.  It was a different sport in those days, with small salaries and an emphasis on toughness and fighting. One player listed under “Future Blazers” was Rick Jodzio, who was the son of a middleweight boxer and spent a good amount of off-ice time hitting the heavy bag. When the team moved to Calgary, Jodzio was involved in one of the sport’s most infamous moments, in which he was taken to court after beating Quebec Nordiques player Marc Tardif so badly that he was hospitalized. (Of course, footage of that brawl exists online.)

A more typical player was veteran right winger Johnny McKenzie. An excerpt about him from the guide:

“Whether they call him ‘Pie’ or ‘Cowboy,’ just two of his nicknames, they’ve been calling McKenzie a big-leaguer since he broke in with the Chicago Black Hawks in 1958. He also spent time with Detroit Red Wings and New York Rangers before joining the Boston Bruins in 1965. Although he never weighed more than 175 pounds, he became the symbol of the Bruins’ toughness and one of the most feared checkers in the National Hockey League. Born in High River, Alberta, he makes his year-round home in Vancouver. At one time he broke broncs and rode Brahma bulls in a rodeo circuit.”

More Miscellaneous Media:

  • John Hummer NBA card.
  • Carolina Cougars ABA Yearbook. (1970)
  • The Washington Senators MLB Yearbook. (1968)
  • Ugandan currency with Idi Amin’s picture. (1973)
  • Tom Van Arsdale basketball card. (1970)
  • Okie from Muskogee” sheet music. (1969)
  • California Golden Seals hockey magazine. (1972)
  • Beatles Film Festival Magazine (1978)
  • ABA Pictorial (1968-69)
  • Tom Seaver’s Baseball Is My Life. (1973)
  • Hockey Digest (1973)
  • World’s Fair Guide (1964)
  • World’s Fair Guide (1939)
  • Buffalo Braves Yearbook (1972-73)
  • New York Nets Yearbook (1976-77)
  • “Tom Dooley” sheet music.
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    Not much doing at the Chenggong Railway Station. (Image by vegafish.)

    China might be the most fascinating place on Earth right now, but not only for good reasons. For instance: Pre-planned suburban sprawl has led to massive temporary ghost towns in which gorgeous architecture and spiffy new light rail systems lay unused while bureacratic issues are worked out. The government is hoping to ease the congestion of cities by building nearby suburban centers from scratch and relocating people there. I can’t imagine that artificially undoing population density is a good idea, but that’s the plan. It will definitely lead to a more wasteful use of resources.

    Holly Krambeck has written an intriguing piece of reportage on the subject (focusing on the insta-ghost town of Chenggong) for the World Bank site. (I think the excellent Marginal Revolution was the first to point me in the direction of this article, so thank you, you dismal scientists.)  An excerpt:

    “In Chenggong, there are more than a hundred-thousand new apartments with no occupants, lush tree-lined streets with no cars, enormous office buildings with no workers, and billboards advertising cold medicine and real estate services–with no one to see them.

    As my colleagues and I wandered, on–foot, down the center of Chenggong’s empty 8-lane boulevards and dedicated bus lanes, never seeing a single person, we marveled about the fiscal and political conditions that would have to exist to create something like this.

    development of a new light rail system. Upon learning that two stations had already been built in Chenggong, my colleagues and I just had to go see for ourselves–just what does a modern Chinese ghost town really look like? Well, here it is.”

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    Afflictor: Helping Challenger astronauts fall asleep head to toe on the mid-deck since 2009.

    Sarah Palin: Community organizers deserve to be mocked by a celebrity loudmouth. (Image by Tricia Ward.)

    Sarah Palin: I am saddened by the NAACP’s claim that patriotic Americans who stand up for the United States of America’s Constitutional rights are somehow “racists.”

    Decoder: It’s merely a coincidence that a group of white citizens discovered that there is corruption in Washington at the very second that the first African-American President took office. And the Birther movement, which I’ve encouraged, that states Obama isn’t a U.S. citizen has nothing to do with seeing him as illegitimate because of his race.

    Sarah Palin: This is some typical divisive politics that is so absolutely unnecessary.

    Decoder: Everything I do is about being divisive. When I stood up at the Republican National Convention and mocked young people who work as community organizers, trying to bring some hope to our poorest communities, that was divisive. When I tried to sidetrack health-care reform with the death-panel nonsense, that was divisive. When I told tea Party members to “don’t retreat, reload,” I was being divisive.

    Sarah Palin: The Tea Party Movement is a beautiful movement, full of diverse people.

    Decoder: Some of the white Tea Party members are tall and some not as tall.

    With liberty and justice for all. (Image by dbking.)

    Sarah Palin: Both Todd and I were raised to measure a person according to their capacity and willingness to love, work, forgive, contribute, and show good character.

    Decoder: But I outgrew that stuff and became a resentment-driven, lying, accusatory selfish creep.

    Sarah Palin: I know how Tea Party Americans feel to be falsely accused

    Decoder: I was once accused of not being a complete tool. False.

    Sarah Palin: [The Tea Party is made up of] folks of all walks of life who, for the most part, happen to oppose President Obama’s policies. Not the color of his skin. They don’t care that he’s half-white or half-black.

    Decoder: They don’t care about the half-white part.

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    Thanks to the fabulous science geeks at Boing Boing for pointing me in the direction of this entertaining video made by the clever engineers at Dyson. They made a helium ballon neutrally buoyant and allowed it travel on its own through a complex maze of the company’s very cool bladeless fans. Fun.

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    Blood everywhere. (Image by Greg Hernandez.)

    It’s been reported elsewhere that the Michael Scott character is exiting from The Office at the end of this season, but we’ve learned exclusively that his departure will be as the result of a particularly brutal murder. The shocking crime is to occur at the hands of Meredith, Dunder-Mifflin’s troubled Supplier Relations representative, whose deeply rooted personal problems have long been a source of mirth.

    In the episode, Michael will be collecting his personal effects at approximately five in the afternoon, preparing to head home to his condo after another day at the Scranton branch when he is accosted by a knife-wielding Meredith, who is no longer able to cover up her pain with alcoholism and promiscuity. Having felt the sting once too often of Michael’s cruel taunts about her physical unattractiveness, Meredith lunges at him and can’t stop stabbing until her mania subsides minutes later. The warehouse guys have their hands full trying to clean up the mess.

    No man will harm me again. (Image by Angela George.)

    Although Pennsylvania maintains the death penalty, very few murderers are executed, so it’s possible Meredith will escape lethal injection. She had displayed the type of aberrant behavior in regards to alcohol and sex that people engage in to try to mollify acute suffering. This pattern of behavior most likely resulted from some trauma or abuse that occurred in childhood, and no one should have been making light of it.

    In a subplot, smirking prankster Jim decides to use the situation to irk thick-headed rival Dwight, placing Michael’s decapitated head on his desk and challenging his co-worker to defeat it in a staring contest. “Fact,” says Dwight, “If you put pennies on my eyes, I will simply blink and knock them off whereas a disembodied head will not be able to do so.” Dwight eventually takes the bait, but office tight-ass Angela becomes irritated with Jim, telling him that “it’s hard enough working here after the slaying and you keep making it harder.” That’s what she said.

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    The original Nathan's shop on Coney Island. (Image by J. Reed.)

    Nathan’s Hot Dog Items (Levittown/hicksville)

    We are having a “Nathan’s Hotdog” themed party for my son….Nathan obviously. The company will not sell me anything at all. I bought plates, hats, napkins and cups off the website but need more! I want everything….table clothes, ketchup packets, banners, balloons, anything and everything! If anyone knows a way I can get this stuff and/or has anything…..please contact me!

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    Ouch.

    I want to apologize for the posts being fewer and crappier this week than usual. I have an earache in my right ear and it ain’t no fun. I want to dispel the Internet rumors that I got my earache because I ran out of Q-Tips and used a toilet plunger to clean my ears. Untrue. It was actually a monkey wrench. While my ear hurts like a bastard, it is monkey-wrench clean. So there.

    Ordinary bicycle.

    Based on the Brooklyn Daily Eagle.

    • Rambler Bicycles…$40.
    • Boys and Girls Bicycles…$9.98
    • Punching Bags (with tested bladders)…$5, $1.98, 98¢
    • Ice Skates…$3.25
    • Tether Tennis Set…$2.23
    • Newport Tennis Racquets….$1.49
    • Rugby Foot Balls…$1
    • Croquet Sets…98¢
    • Raymond’s Roller Skates…95¢
    • Foot Ball Pants…95¢
    • Boys Finger Baseball Glove (made of buckskin)… 71¢
    • Bicycle Oil Lamps…59¢
    • Lawn Tennis Rackets…50¢
    • Large Two Mast Boats for the Boys…39¢
    • Henley Golf Balls…25¢
    • Boys Catchers Mitt….25¢
    • Boys Catchers Mask…17¢
    • Bicycle Bell…15¢

    An 1890 painting of three-card monte dealers.

    Edward Valentine, better known as the “Chow Chow Man,” was a colorful and controversial Coney Island three-card monte dealer in the latter part of the 19th-century. (He was apparently so nicknamed because he loved chow chow pickle relish.) A paunchy man with bright green spectacles, Valentine would take his cards and a board and set up the game in a heavily trafficked area of the beach and let the suckers come to him. Valentine was regularly arrested for gambling, so there were numerous articles published about him in the New York Times and the Brooklyn Daily Eagle, which sternly labeled him a public nuisance. But editorial writers seemed to miss his larger-than-life quality the second the Brooklyn character died. An excerpt from an April 28, 1879 piece in the Eagle that recalled the amusing con man:

    “Poor old Chow Chow–by another and his own name, Edward Valentine–is dead. The police know it; a good many other people, with more money than brains, know it also. It is not often that a newspaper is called upon to record the demise of a man to whom the world owed so little, who owed himself the world so much, and yet, who was, in his daily life, so close on the line dividing the honest man from the criminal, technically, and who enjoyed such an immunity from legal persecution and prosecution as did the subject of this sketch.

    (Image by ZioDave.)

    Valentine was a man not intended by Mother Nature for a rascal. He had a large, generous nature, which regarded humanity either in distress or on a spree, as something to which he was necessarily to attach himself, either a as promoter of charity or of good feeling, wherever either might appeal to him. He differed from the ruffian type. Reddy the Blacksmith is recorded as holding the theory that, and as putting it habitually into practice, ‘that a sucker had no right to have any money under any circumstances,’ and it is alleged that no matter what the circumstances were, whether his victim were foe or circumstantial friend, he got his money if he could. That was not the style of Valentine.

    He would go to work and with his deft and light fingered art–and art it was, without question, would beat a sucker out of his money, and then if the man was in distress, would not only give it all back to him but go out of his way to do something to help the sufferer.

    Of his methods it is not necessary to say anything here. He was a master of the three card monte game. There was nothing in it that he did not possess. All of his points, fine and common, which the professors of the three card art possess were child’s play to him. And he was always willing to show those who knew him how he did it.

    A notable instance recurs to memory, when Chow Chow having been in bad luck, or worse, was aided to the extent of a few dollars by well known newspaper men, was asked to show his skill. He promptly responded by throwing his cards around, explaining how his tricks were done, and then ending up by winning drinks all around through an exercise of digital skill which he himself thoroughly delineated.”

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    Penn &... (Image by toadking.)

    When two people have worked together for decades as Penn Jillette and Teller have, you assume they must like each other a great deal. But some people have little interest in each other personally though they are great for each other professionally. That seems to be the case as with the anti-magic duo, as evidenced by their comments in a new interview in the Telegraph. (Thanks to the great kottle.org for pointing toward the article.) An excerpt:

    “And, most curious of all, they have worked together for an unbroken run of 35 years yet, even now, they appear utterly incompatible: the tall shouty one who thinks and laughs; the small quiet one who feels and cries. “We are artistic and business partners, not primarily friends,” Teller says. ‘When we look at each other, we don’t think: ‘Now there’s a likeable chap!’ We think about the projects we are doing and how we will get them done. When we were first working together, we didn’t have such thick skins. But we recognised how useful we were to each other. And that prevailed.’

    Penn says we should compare their relationship not to a loveless marriage but to that of ‘two guys manning a 7/11 down the street. If they aren’t best buddies what do they care, as long as the coffee machine is working and the shelves are stacked? Teller and I work together every day, but socially we go out together maybe only once a year.’”

    ...Teller. (Image by Eqdoktor.)

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    Thank you to the comedy writer and crap video enthusiast Robert Popper for posting this incredible clip of one man’s battle with gravity. Remember: It’s not so easy to dance while the Earth is constantly moving. There is, however, no excuse for the singing. Science has no answers. None at all. Enjoy.

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    Canada: Afflictor and ice hockey are all we have.

    July has proven to be a landmark month for Afflictor in terms of traffic from foreign countries. Singapore, Russia, Ireland, Australia, Sweden and many other nations too crappy to mention have wasted their time on this idiot website. But one country has really gone above and beyond in ringing up the visits and that has been our neighbor to the North, Canada. If you’re not familiar with Canada, it is a place where the populace is inordinately proud that they have discovered a different type of bacon and most residents live in houses constructed from hailstones and shattered hockey sticks. Every now and then, there’s separatist tension between French- and English-speaking peoples, but it’s quickly called off when everyone remembers that it’s too fucking cold to fight a proper civil war. Then they return to their ice huts and eat flipper pie and look at Afflictor. It’s very sad, really.

    Almost all picky eaters love french fries. No one knows why. (Image by Treimann.)

    I’ve been a picky eater since birth. It must have been very tough on my parents, because I was always really skinny as a child no matter how hard they tried to get me to expand my menu. The idea of eating a messy bowl of spaghetti with sauce sickens me. And you will not get me near a cup of soup. I gravitate toward neater foods that have consistent textures and a distinct geometrical shapes, like sandwiches (squares), hamburgers (circles) and pizza slices (triangles). Luckily, I love almost all fruits and vegetables, so the pickiness with other foods doesn’t affect my health.

    I’m pretty sure it’s some type of OCD kind of thing, and some scientists agree. The Wall Street Journal has a really interesting article by Shirley S. Wang on the topic called “No Age Limit on Picky Eating.” (Thanks to the great Marginal Revolution for pointing me toward the article.) An excerpt:

    “Picky eaters tend to gravitate to certain foods, including blander products that are often white or pale colored, like plain pasta or cheese pizza. For reasons that aren’t clear, almost all adult picky eaters like French fries and often chicken fingers, health experts say.

    Amber Scott, of Enon, Ohio, has eaten only about 10 different foods since she was 3 years old. She describes foods that don’t appeal to her as if they are inedible objects. ‘You wouldn’t put a handful of grass in your mouth and chew it up,’ says the 29-year-old. ‘I feel the same way about spaghetti.’ It isn’t as much the flavor as it is the texture and the way her body reacts to a new food, she says. When she tried eating an apricot last fall, her stomach churned. ‘I really wanted to like it, but my body wouldn’t let me,’ she says.

    Ms. Scott, a writer, is planning to move to Los Angeles and is ‘terrified’ of having to sit through networking dinners. Like many picky eaters, she says most of her friends don’t know about her tendencies because she tries to avoid social situations that involve eating. She has looked for help in the past but says she couldn’t find a therapist who appeared to understand her condition, and has stopped searching.”

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    Lentils. (Image by Zyance.)

    MY BIG KEHUNA FOR LENTILS (Upper West Side)

    Hi… I’m sick of being a KOHEN. Just too much responsibility.

    I’m not selling my rites, but will trade it for LENTILS or a PRIUS.

    But before you commit, you should learn more.

    Even though the following goes into detail… all you have to do is get up three times a year in your dirty socks (and on high holidays) and hless the congregation. Not too hard. I recommend this for SINGLE MEN 18-32. After that stuff gets really complicated.

    WHAT IS A KOHEN?

    A Kohen (or Kohen, Hebrew ëÉÌäÅï, ‘priest’, pl. ëåäðéí, Kohanim) is a Jew who is in direct patrilineal descent from the Biblical Ahron. The Kohanim comprise a family dynasty within the larger Jewish Levitical tribe. Kohanim enjoy an honored status in Judaism, with certain designated rights and responsibilities[1].

    Today, Kohanim have a distinct, honored status and remain bound by Torah and Rabbinic laws in Orthodox and, to a lesser extent, in Conservative Jewish communities.

    Although Kohanim may assume their duties once they reached physical maturity, the fraternity of Kohanim generally would not allow young Kohanim to begin service until they reached the age of 20.[10] There was no mandatory retirement age. Only when a Kohen became physically infirm could he no longer serve.[11]

    Certain imperfections could disqualify a Kohen from serving in the Temple. Since the Temple was a place of beauty and the services that were held in it were designed to inspire visitors to thoughts of repentance and closeness to God, a less than physically perfect Kohen would mar the atmosphere.

    These blemishes include:

    1. blindness
    2. lameness
    3. an excessively low nasal bridge (such that a straight brush could apply ointment to both eyes simultaneously)
    4. disproportionate limbs
    5. a crippled foot or hand
    6. cataracts
    7. a white streak that transverses the junction between sclera (white part of the eyeball) and iris
    8. certain types of boils
    9. crushed testicles- That’s got to hurt!

    A Kohen who was afflicted with one of these imperfections was held unfit for service. However, should it be a correctable imperfection, he would become eligible for service should the defect be corrected. At any time, he was permitted to eat of the holy food (same source as above, including adjacent verses and commentaries). Kohanim with these blemishes would be assigned to secondary roles in the Temple outside of performing the service itself.

    BUT WAIT THERE IS SOME GOOD STUFF!

    The twenty-four Kohanic gifts

    The Kohanim were compensated for their service role in the Temple through 24 special “priestly gifts.” These were:[13]

    Gifts given in the Temple area were portions of:

    1. an animal brought as a sin-offering
    2. a bird brought as a sin-offering
    3. a burnt-offering
    4. an offering for uncertain guilt
    5. a peace offering
    6. the olive oil offering of a metzora
    7. the two loaves of bread brought on Shavuot
    8. the Showbread
    9. the Mincha offerings
    10. the Omer offering

    Gifts given within the walls of Jerusalem were:

    1. the firstborn of any domestic kosher animal
    2. the Bikkurim (first fruits)
    3. the inner organs of certain offerings
    4. the skins of certain offerings

    Gifts which could be given inside or outside Jerusalem were:

    1. Terumah (a portion of the harvest)
    2. Terumat Ma’aser (a tithe of the Levite’s tithe)
    3. Challah (a portion of dough)
    4. the first shearing of the sheep
    5. the Forleg, Cheeks and Abomasum of all non-sanctified, ritually slaughtered domestic animals
    6. Pidyon haben (five silver shekels for the redemption of a firstborn Israelite son)
    7. a sheep or goat redeemed for a firstborn donkey
    8. a property or possession dedicated to the Temple without specifying to which use it is to be given
    9. inherited fields that were dedicated to the Temple and not reclaimed
    10. the theft repayment to a convert who has died, leaving no heirs.

    Toyota Prius. (Image by Gnsin.)

    Females, who did not serve in the Tabernacle or the Temple, were permitted to consume and/or derive benefit from some of the 24 priestly gifts. But if a Kohen’s daughter married a man from outside the Kohanic line, she was no longer permitted to benefit from the priestly gifts. Conversely, the daughter of a non-priest who married a Kohen took on the same rights as an unmarried daughter of a Kohen.

    In every generation when the Temple was standing, one Kohen would be singled out to perform the functions of Kohen Gadol (High Priest). His primary task was the Yom Kippur service. Other Kohen Gadol unique acts included the offering of a daily meal sacrifice, and the prerogative to supersede any Kohen and offer any offering he chose.

    Although the Torah retains a procedure to select a Kohen Gadol when needed, in the absence of the Temple in Jerusalem, there is no Kohen Gadol today.

    NOW HERE IS WHERE THINGS GETS TRICKY!!!

    Ritual defilement

    The Kohanim formed a holy order. For the purpose of protecting them against ritual defilement, the Torah imposed on them the following rules for ritual purity, which are still maintained to a certain degree in Orthodox Judaism.

    Kohanim are forbidden to come in contact with dead bodies. They are permitted, however, to become defiled for their closest relatives: father, mother, brother, unmarried sister, and child. Defilement of a Kohen to his wife -although not biblically explicit- is permitted by Rabbinical order.

    • A Kohen is forbidden to enter any house or enclosure, in which a dead body (or part therof), may be found.[14 Practical examples of these prohibitions include: not entering a cemetery or attending a funeral; not being under the same roof (i.e. in a home or hospital) as a dismembered organ. The exact rules and regulations of defilement are quite complex, but a cursory rule of thumb is that they may not enter a room with a dead person or come within a few feet of the body. Proximity to the corpse of a non-Jew is less serious and may only be an issue if actual contact is established.

    •A male Kohen may not marry a divorcee, a prostitute, a convert, or a dishonored woman (Hebrew “çììä”).[18] A Kohen who enters into such a marriage loses the entitlements of his priestly status while in that marriage. The kohen is not allowed to voluntarily forego his status and marry a woman prohibited to him.[19]

    Talmudically, were a Kohen to marry in disregard of the above prohibitions, his marriage would be effective. Children born of the union do not have mamzer status. However, these children are termed Chalal (“disqualified”) and do not possess Kohen status.

    The Kohen Gadol may marry a virgin only.

    During the period of the Holy Temple, Kohanim were required to abstain from wine and all strong drink before and while performing their priestly duties.

    LOOK IF THE MESSIAH COMES IN YOUR TIME…you are in great shape. If PETA isn’t up your butt, you could make a nice living.

    Newt Gingrich: Moonlights as a scarecrow. (Image by Pete Souza.)

    Newt Gingrich: [President Obama] is not like Bill Clinton. Bill Clinton was an Arkansas, Southern Baptist, sort of understood middle Americans. While he had some Yale overtones of being liberal, the truth is Bill Clinton was quite happy to move to the right.

    Decoder: What’s funny is during the 1990s, I called Bill Clinton an “enemy of normal” and painted him as a radical, a socialist and an extremist. So I was either lying about him then or I’m lying now. Also: If I thought Bill Clinton was really a middle-of-the road guy, why did I spend so much time trying to force him out of office? That kind of makes it look  like I’m a partisan windbag who’s not to be trusted.

    Newt Gingrich: The people [Obama] appoints are more radical than he is and less competent.

    Decoder: Hillary Clinton, Janet Napolitano, Kathleen Sebelius and Sonia Sotomayor all seem like competent and reasonable people, but I disagree with them philosophically so I have to label them as radical rather than intelligently argue the issues.

    Newt Gingrich: [President Obama] is a disaster. His principles are fundamentally wrong.

    Decoder: My principles are the right ones. Like, remember how I used to lecture everyone about family values? All three of my wives agree that it was the right thing to do.

    Corncobs: Newt keeps us safe.

    Newt Gingrich: It’s fair to say that by February the groundwork will have been laid to consider seriously whether or not to run [for President]. I’ve never been so serious.

    Decoder: It’s fair to say that I threaten to run for President every six months or so because I love my ego very, very much.

    Newt Gingrich: I think likable is a word you have to think about a lot. If people believe their country is in trouble, they want a captain of the lifeboat, they don’t want a fraternity brother.

    Decoder: Even I know that I’m a hateful, hypocritical, lying sack of crap. I’m just hoping things get so bad that it won’t matter. Maybe if there’s a plague of frogs or an apocalypse.

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    Esther Williams: "I reached up with my boy's large, clumsy hand to touch my right breast and felt my penis stirring."

    As universities begin studying the effects and uses of LSD again, Vanity Fair takes a look back at the drug’s origins and its popularity as part of psychotherapy in Hollywood in the late 50s, before Timothy Leary had taken even a single trip. “Cary in the Sky with Diamonds” is an article by Cari Beauchamp and Judy Balaban. The latter is the daughter of Paramount Pictures president Barney Balaban; she not only experimented with the drug herself but has first-hand knowledge of all of the principals involved.

    In one passage, swimming great and movie star Esther Williams, who experimented with LSD when she was in her late thirties, recalls the profound and strange effect the drug had on her. Williams believes the experience helped her confront the deep pain and unhappiness she carried with her since her beloved older brother died when she was eight years old. An excerpt:

    Under LSD, Esther saw ‘my father’s face as a ceramic plate. Almost instantly, it splintered into a million tiny pieces, like a windshield when a rock goes through it.’ Then she saw her mother’s face on that terrible day, and ‘all the emotion had drained out of her, and her soft, kindly features had hardened.’

    During the session Esther realized—’observing it from a distance as if I were acting in or watching a movie’—that ever since the day her brother had died her life had been consumed by the necessity to replace him in every sense of the word, and “suddenly this little girl was in a race against time to be an adult.”

    Does Esther Williams think she has a penis or am I just really high? (Image by Philip H. Bailey.)

    Exhausted but calm, Esther left the doctor’s office and returned to her Mandeville Canyon home, where her parents, still emotionally broken by Stanton’s death, were waiting to have dinner with her. She “understood them that night in a profound way, and while I sympathized, I was also sickened by their weakness and their resignation. I saw that they both simply had given up, which, no matter what life had in store for me, was something I could never and would never do.”

    But the evening wasn’t over for Esther. After she had said good night to her parents, she went to her bedroom, undressed, and washed. When she looked in the mirror, ‘I was startled by a split image: One half of my face, the right half, was me; the other half was the face of a sixteen-year-old boy. The left side of my upper body was flat and muscular.… I reached up with my boy’s large, clumsy hand to touch my right breast and felt my penis stirring. It was a hermaphroditic phantasm.’ Esther has no recollection of how long she stood there, but there was no question that now ‘I understood perfectly: when Stanton had died, I had taken him into my life so completely that he became a part of me.’”

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    A boy water diviner from the early 18th-century.

    Water divining or dowsing or water witching is the process by which a human being allegedly uses some divine gift to find where water is located below the earth’s surface. This magical thinking helped folks decide where to dig for wells. It’s hokum, of course, but hokum with a long history. In 1954, a brief newsreel profiled Catherine Bent, a Brit who supposedly was an expert in the field. She believed fully in her “powers,” her body going into wild spasms as she received information about where the H2O was hidden. Watch it here.

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