Hiroshima Day 2011

6/8/11

Hiroshima Day, Parishioners (教区民),

comes ’round again

burned man

and,

once more,

we commemorate

the first use of nuclear power

in the destruction

of Hiroshima

and Nagasaki

and the Parishioners therein.

the tera still stands

The radius of total destruction was about one mile (1.6 km), with resulting fires across 4.4 square miles (11 km2). Americans estimated that 4.7 square miles (12 km2) of the city were destroyed. Japanese officials determined that 69% of Hiroshima’s buildings were destroyed and another 6–7% damaged. 70,000 – 80,000 people, or some 30% of the population of Hiroshima were killed immediately, and another 70,000 injured.

Hiroshima Nagasaki victim organs

Organs of Hiroshima & Nagasaki atomic bomb victims removed by the US atomic bomb casualty commission

The Great Hiroshima Cover-up

A *lengthy* and revealing article and some video (c/Boing Boing)

the church still stands

THIS site has some *beautiful* photos!

When the first atomic bomb was dropped over Hiroshima on August 6, 1945, the city became known worldwide for this unenviable distinction. The destructive power of the bomb was tremendous and obliterated nearly everything within a 2 km radius. One of the few buildings that remained standing afterwards has been preserved; known today as the A-Bomb Dome, it is a monument to the bomb’s dreadful power.

After the war, great efforts were taken to rebuild the city. Predictions that the city would be uninhabitable proved false. Destroyed monuments of Hiroshima’s historical heritage, like Hiroshima Castle and Shukkeien Garden, were reconstructed. In the center of the city a large park was built and given a name that would reflect the aspirations of the re-born city: Peace Memorial Park.


some of the seven rivers of Hiroshima

These days, Parishioners,

Hiroshima is famous for,

among hoka no mono (他のもの, that’s Japanese, ‘Tish!),

its oysters

(ironically, infamous bioaccumulators…)

Pb, Cd, Hg, etc.

‘Special Blessings

to Nagasaki

and all my Japanese Parishioners.

A-bomb Dome in Spring

Obama meets His Holiness

Yea, Parishioners,

POTUS (rhymes with Otis!) has met His Holiness

Hypocrisy reigns…

 

the White House issued a statement in which Obama stressed the U.S. policy that “Tibet is a part of the People’s Republic of China and the United States does not support independence for Tibet.”

 

But the Dalai Lama himself does not propose “independence,” per se, which makes the president’s statement seem all the more like an attempt to placate China.

 

In a statement released after the 45-minute meeting, White House spokesman Jay Carney said Obama also “underscored the importance of the protection of human rights of Tibetans in China,”

 

Yea, Parishioners, Hypocrisy reigns…

make me one with everything

GOOD shall win!

Bastille Day 2010

18/7/10

Bastille Day has, Parishioners,

passed without incident.

This is not an acceptable state of affairs

and I vow to Do Better next year.

Each Bastille Day I have an excuse to look back at this –

I was surprised to see that it is from 2005!

Here’s a reprise:

03/16/2005: “Why We Celebrate Bastille Day in Oz”

lifted directly from Open Brackets (sadly, no longer with us):

Which leads nicely into one of my favourite things about the French: because of their endless passion for debate and self-examination, there’s probably nothing you can say about them that they haven’t already said themselves. And, should you come up with a new salient point, you’ll probably get invited onto one of the slew of talk shows to sip wine while sprawled on a couch, sparing off with a band of the country’s professional intellectuals.

Now, should you think, oh, yawn, here’s a little something that happened on a much fluffier show not long ago.

It’s a nightly talk show where a sort of random group of guests – actors, singers, writers and politicians with something to peddle – sit perched round a large bar-height table to babble about things important and really not. One of the guests on this show was Djamel Debbouze (an increasingly ubiquitous personality here, and known to most as the one-armed grocery clerk in Amélie Poulain). When the host announces that the next guest is Kylie Minogue, Djamel says that he speaks English, so can act as interpreter.

Now Kylie’s come out and settled in her stool, and the grinning host oozes the usual bland question about her latest album, then Djamel turns to K to provide the translation.

“Kylie,” he says, “I want to fuck you.” Three seconds of absolute silence, then the audience goes wild. Kylie sits there in close-up for a small eternity, just staring, mouth open and tears welling up in her eyes. Then she lunges from her stool and runs off stage (at Olympic speed!), oh-ohing! and weeping.

Now the guests are all laughing their faces off as the very flappable host begins to berate Djamel, and plead with him to apologise. Things are getting out of control. Finally, Djamel says, okay, okay, bring her out. But she won’t come out; she’s sitting in the greenroom waiting for an apology. So close-up now on a remorseful Djamel who peers into the camera and says, “Kylie… Kylie, I’m sorry. I want to fuck you.”

Kylie and Dannii are twins

Comments

On Thursday, May 26th, at 23:43 e.s.t, Brother B said:

This demands Further Enquiries. One of the few references I could find:

The war between Cauet and Arthur (which hates it) feeds the gazettes regularly. With the origin of this fight, remarks made by Cauet in 1995, with the antenna of Radio operator Fun, on the concentration camps. “I was 21 years old, I caught the large head, carried a little in a spiral where the bad choice is made and where nobody does not accompany you. With time, one becomes more considered.” Today, the brawl slipped on a more professional level. But of the guests skid regularly in plate (like, lately, Jamel saying to Dannii Minogue: “I want to fuck you”, which made flee the singer). The media speak about it, the public also, and that done of the advertizing to the emission. The young people find Cauet rebellious, the old men have the feeling of encanailler. And everyone looks at: “It is estimated that 60% of the televiewers fall at one time or another on the Cauet Method, Frederic Degouy underlines, of Mediacom. The advertisers of the emission are also principal market: of all the talk-shows, it is most federator.” A well ground method.

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On Friday, May 27th, at 11:58 e.s.t, Le Rev Dr said:

A comment on the above post reads:

Gainsbourg did almost the exact same thing with Whitney Houston sometime in the late 80’s. Very funny moment, I remember that it was in the “best of” clips shown just after his death.

Jamel didn’t invent it, just resurrected an oldie. But kudos to him for it!

SO we go searching

and find:

NME’s 100 Top Rock Moments

41. Serge Gainsbourg tells Whitney Houston that he’d “like to fuck” her

Serge Gainsbourg, ugly bastard though he was, was nonetheless possessed of the kind of sleazy charm which certain women (Bardot, Birkin, Bambou, and scores of other French hussies whose names begin with B) found irresistible. Not so ’80s pop screecher Whitney Houston, who at the time of this meeting was yet to descend into every tabloid’s favourite pop casualty, but was a squeaky-clean purveyor of hi-octane, big-hair power ballads.

By a curious quirk of fate, both were invited to perform on the live French equivalent of ‘The Des O’Connor Show’ in the mid-’80s. Whitney hollered her way through a number, then sat down next to the, er, somewhat soused Monsieur G, ready to be interviewed by the show’s host.

Halfway through the sterile chinwag, however, Serge suddenly mumbled, “I want to fuck her.”

Whitney – unable to believe what she’d heard – exclaimed, “What did he say?” The flustered host, trying to intervene, blathered, “He wanted to offer you flowers.” Serge was having none of this: “Don’t translate for me,” he growled, obviously heavily pissed-up on booze. Then, just to clarify matters: “I said I wanted to fuck her.”

Whitney, for perhaps the only time in her career, was reduced to silence. Nice one, Serge.

We have been great admirers of Mr Gainsbourg for some time…

 

oh look - boobies!

BONUS! YouTube is here!

 

As a furthur bonus, l’enfant terrible shares some influences

 

Joyeux Quatorze Juillet!

Le Rev Dr

mini Kylie and mini Dannii

Man’s Inhumanity to Man – Updated

13/7/10

originally 4/5/8, Parishioners

Top 10 Evil Human Experiments

Unit 731

Pic of Milgram’s newspaper deceitful advertisement added

 

Blessings,

Le Rev Dr

Hiroshima Day

6/8/9

Today, Parishioners,

is Hiroshima Day.

The Bombing of Hiroshima

August 6th 1945

From Wikipedia:
After six months of intense fire-bombing of 67 other Japanese cities, followed by an ultimatum which was ignored by the Shōwa regime, the nuclear weapon “Little Boy” was dropped on the city of Hiroshima on Monday, August 6, 1945, followed on August 9 by the detonation of the “Fat Man” nuclear bomb over Nagasaki. These are to date the only attacks with nuclear weapons in the history of warfare.

Al & Bob share a nuclear destruction moment

The bombs killed as many as 140,000 people in Hiroshima and 80,000 in Nagasaki by the end of 1945, roughly half on the days of the bombings. Amongst these, 15–20% died from injuries or the combined effects of flash burns, trauma, and radiation burns, compounded by illness, malnutrition and radiation sickness. Since then, more have died from leukemia (231 observed) and solid cancers (334 observed) attributed to exposure to radiation released by the bombs. In both cities, the majority of the dead were civilians.

14 years old - burned by a nuclear bomb

On May 10–11, 1945 The Target Committee at Los Alamos, led by J. Robert Oppenheimer, recommended Kyoto, Hiroshima, Yokohama, and the arsenal at Kokura as possible targets. The target selection was subject to the following criteria:
• The target was larger than three miles in diameter and was an important target in a large urban area.
• The blast would create effective damage.
• The target was unlikely to be attacked by August 1945. “Any small and strictly military objective should be located in a much larger area subject to blast damage in order to avoid undue risks of the weapon being lost due to bad placing of the bomb.”

Edward fucking Teller - Doctor Strangelove -TRULY! Total Fucking Arsehole

These cities were largely untouched during the nightly bombing raids and the Army Air Force agreed to leave them off the target list so accurate assessment of the weapon could be made. Hiroshima was described as “an important army depot and port of embarkation in the middle of an urban industrial area. It is a good radar target and it is such a size that a large part of the city could be extensively damaged. There are adjacent hills which are likely to produce a focussing effect which would considerably increase the blast damage. Due to rivers it is not a good incendiary target.”

The Atomic Bomb "genbaku" Dome

The radius of total destruction was about one mile (1.6 km), with resulting fires across 4.4 square miles (11 km2). Americans estimated that 4.7 square miles (12 km2) of the city were destroyed. Japanese officials determined that 69% of Hiroshima’s buildings were destroyed and another 6–7% damaged.
70,000 – 80,000 people, or some 30% of the population of Hiroshima were killed immediately, and another 70,000 injured.

I worked in the Hiroshima University Hospital for one year

These are tears

.

.

. . .

Blessings,

Le Rev Dr

there is Hope

Fuck You, Elkanah fucking Settle!

29/5/9

“A flash in the pan”
Common definition: Something showy that initially impresses but doesn’t bring any real results. (e.g. “The singer’s career as Elvis’s long lost brother was just a flash in the pan.”)

First use: The term has been known since the late 17th century. Elkanah Settle, arse-licker of the Earl of Nowich, in Reflections on several of Mr. Dryden’s plays, 1687, had this to say: “If Cannons were so well bred in his Metaphor as only to flash in the Pan, I dare lay an even wager that Mr. Dryden durst venture to Sea.”

Dorset Gardens - the Home of True Poesy

WAAL; FUCK YOU, SETTLE ! (if that is your real name, arselicker; you fucking coward!) –
you didn’t even write Notes and Observations on the Empress of Morocco” –
(probably that pitiful treacherous plagiarist clod Shadwell )
– you never even met her!
Maya told me you asked for an audience
but she told her secretary to tell you to fuck off –
you fucking lying shit!

May Mr Johnny Cash
dip your hand in warm water
for the rest of your few remaining days!

Jack & me
went to sea (or – as you so pretentiously spell it – “Sea”)
(in a beautiful pea-green boat; fuck you!)
two guys, out on The Waters
many a time!
BEER & FISH make a writer; fuck you!
(oh, bad luck; Hemingway…)
[fuck you – Fitz NEVER even left The Shore –
but look at the joi he brought to you miserable critics!
An Inspiration to SO many many terribly much worserer writers!]
{oh, fuck; why wasn’t he wearing the scarf..?}

Able Seaman Jack Dryden

Jack Dryden was an excellent Navigateur
and good all round on deck –
no loose ties,
nothan rattlan round ,
good with a knife,
a fine hand;
excellent company.

* * *

AND you can get fucked AGAIN, SETTLE! (if that is your real name, arselicker; you fucking arselicking coward!)
DO NOT invent stories about My King!

There was no “long lost brother”
’twas a Myth created by me, Mr Tom Waits, Br Leonard Cohen & Jenny from The Jennys
after a couple o’ tequilas & such.

There is, however, a story
about The Brother Who Lived
(which cannot be supported in fact
but endures to this day)
& is ridiculously conflated
with the History of Mr Johnny Cash

The King and Johnny Cash

but, really, can’t we just put this all behind us?

DAMMIT! – why does cactus have this effect on normally decent humans?

Jack & Alex were right – you are Dulness’ bitch!
(but I must admit that you have succeeded in infecting the entire UK (with the possible exception of Wales – ta, Dylan) with decay, imbecility, tastelessness and an inability to deal with either the spoken or written languages –oh; and, perhaps, The Entire World!)
However, I hear you ended up playing a dragon
in a hand-made green leather suit in a fucking market!

Oh, World Domination!

I thank the Brothers of the Charterhouse

for spoon-feeding you gruel
and wiping your worthless arse
until you so graciously died.

Get fucked, SETTLE, you arselicking, plagiarising coward!
The Spectre of Spartacus shall be ON YOUR ARSE immediately!
NO RESPITE in Hell either – DO NOT SLEEP!!!

Spartacus!

May Jesu take pity ‘pon your soul.

micro story 1

9/2/9

antony walked carefully down the stairs

trying not to make too much creaking and cracking noise

when he reached the bottom

he saw a puddle of doona and pillows

it was his mother and sister

bundled up on the floor

he paused

and pushed the doona fully over them

and was rewarded with a sleepy mmmmmm

he continued to the kitchen

and had a small glass of water

then slowly, carefully tiptoed past the girls

and up the stairs

this was not the first time

Published in: on February 9, 2009 at 4:14 PM  Comments (2)  

Nihilism

I have, of late, Parishioners,

revisited The Big Lebowski

Team Lebowski

and I am considering Nihilism.

Nihilism is a philosophical position that argues that existence is without objective meaning, purpose, or intrinsic value.

The term nihilism is sometimes used synonymously with anomie to denote a general mood of despair at the pointlessness of existence.

Nietzsche characterized nihilism as emptying the world and especially human existence of meaning, purpose, comprehensible truth, or essential value.

In most contexts, Nietzsche defined the term as any philosophy that results in an apathy toward life and a poisoning of the human soul

William Shakespeare eloquently summarized the existential nihilist’s perspective when, in this famous passage near the end of Macbeth, he has Macbeth pour out his disgust for life:

Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

A 2007 article in The Guardian noted that “…in the summer of 1977, …punk’s nihilistic swagger was the most thrilling thing in England.”

LoVE HErOiN

Published in: on January 28, 2009 at 11:29 AM  Leave a Comment  

Wind Farm Jenny – Master Builder’s Woman

Who has a nephew who is also named Ray Liotta who plays on a wind farm?

Who believes in doing Good and doing Right?

Jenny – Master Builder’s Woman

(1983 TV episode – I loves you Jenny…  OH- ! no, not you, Jenny! sorry. Jesu i messed this up …. ANYWAY –  I only love melanie and Rachel Ward)

Intense is the word for Ray Liotta. He specializes in psychopathic

there are no pictures of Sr Liotta and Professor Einstein  on teh Luvverley Interwebs

# Bind to this address

#Listen to connections
#Respect applications.

keep your monkey hand offa her monkey!

Archive Footage:
  1. Oscar, que empiece el espectáculo (2008) (TV) (uncredited) …. Himself

and now there’s me, Martha

M M M M M

Martha

an outstanding role modele

Piscataway Mabey Bridge supply flavor and crunch.
Broken nuts give crunch. Liotta acquired  13000

where is the rest of this?

UNFORTUNATELY, “UNFORGETTABLE” ISN’T.(DAILY BREAK)(Review …
UNFORGETTABLE (STAR) 1/2 David Krane Ray Liotta Martha Briggs Linda Fiorentino Don Bresler Peter Coyote Stewart…terrific movies. …

mrs mick dundee?

you keep your hands offa her, monkey man!

(pete, go right ahead but try to allow her to retain her Dignity)

there are no pictures of Sr Liotta and Martha Stewart on teh Luvverley Interwebs

NEW YORK  —  Here’s something Ray Liotta and Virginia Madsen won’t be putting on their resumes: stars of the first new TV show to bite the dust this fall.

“Smith,” the Tuesday night CBS drama with Liotta leading a band of high-stakes thieves, is off the schedule, the network said Friday. It will be replaced temporarily

(if you are related to Mr Michael Madsen i just take it all back right now. sorry. really, sorry)

obama has just ordered “a responsible pullout”

i think i like him

The *Other* Martha

Thankfully,

there are no pictures of That Wikkid Divil

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yea;  right…

Published in: on January 22, 2009 at 7:41 AM  Leave a Comment  

OH YOU ARE FUCKING SACKED YOU SACK OF SHIT

YOU ARE FUCKING SACKED YOU FUCKING SACK OF SHIT!!!

FUNNY NOT FUNNY

I WUILL NEVER BELIEVE A FUCKING THING YOU SAY ARSEHOLE

Punishment Sack

im sorry sweetie

i am so sorryit was an accident

can i please come over?

i am so sorry

i love you

I HEART WORDPRESS:

Friday, August 22, 2008

Two bums argue over who is the better panhandler, loser gets stabbed

http://www.eveningsun.com/ci_10213713
I didn’t even try to make up a funny/witty headline for this story. The story is funny enough by itself. Unreal!

PITTSBURGH—Pittsburgh police say one homeless man was stabbed by another after they argued over who was the better panhandler.

Here’s a reenactment of the event:
Bum #1: “I’m a bigger piece of shit!”
Bum #2: “NO! I AM a bigger piece of shit!”
Bum #1: “Forget begging for money, let’s see how good you are at begging for your life!”
*Bum #1 pulls out shank, stabs Bum #2*

The men began arguing in an area where homeless people are known to encamp about 4:15 p.m. Thursday. that’s when police say Milburn cut the other man in the neck using kitchen shears.

Police say the men were arguing about which of them was the best panhandler on the city’s North Side, a neighborhood that contains the city’s pro sports stadiums.

thid is how long it takes: ontains the city’s pro sports stadiums. thid is how long it takes: 0.06 sec.

Being able to shank someone with a shiv is an important part of being a bum. The stabber bum clearly showed he had the more well rounded bum-skills with his on-point (pun intended) shanking of the “victim” bum.

Published in: on January 21, 2009 at 7:05 AM  Leave a Comment