(from the article:) “Incineration has also become far greener since the 80s in Sweden, when limits on emissions were tightened. According to a report released by the country’s waste management association, Avfall Sverige, since that time incineration emission levels have dropped by between 90 and 99 percent because of better waste sorting technologies.”
from accidental science
"Today, the richest 400 Americans have more wealth than the bottom 150 million of us put together. Now, think about it. 400 people have more wealth than half the population of the United States." — Robert Reich, Inequality For All
"After-tax middle-class incomes in Canada — substantially behind in 2000 — now appear to be higher than in the United States. The poor in much of Europe earn more than poor Americans."
An uneven masterpiece. In some ways, it’s still ahead of most every other sci-fi film ever made.
(Source: zombiehamster.com, via bombo)
When the People Cheer: How Hip-Hop Failed Black America →
The music originally evolved to paint portraits of real people and handle real problems at close range — social contract, anyone? — but these days, hip-hop mainly rearranges symbolic freight on the black starliner. Containers on the container ship are taken from here to there — and never mind the fact that they may be empty containers. Keep on pushin’ and all that, but what are you pushing against?
Yeah, motto (although I always felt hiphop was a generational awareness that transcended this whole “race” meme the corporate sector devised to ameliorate the P.R. issues engendered by the transatlantic slavery industry, but my opinions are credentialed by neither the marketplace nor the Academy of “the streets,” so…).
Anyway, RIP hiphop as a movement. It’s reunited with “class consciousness,” “the counter culture” and “alternative culture” in Valhalla. What remains is Hiphop: The Brand.
Well played Corporate Death Machine. Well played.
"The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity." ~ (from ‘The Second Coming’ by W B Yeats)
Seitz on The Boondocks Season 4: What’s Wrong With This Picture? →
There isn’t much to say. It’s not terrible, but it doesn’t seem like itself. It’s a zombie show, like the Dan Harmon–less fourth season of Community. Something’s off. You can’t figure out exactly what, but you can feel it.
Yeah, motto. RIP Huey. Well played Corporate Death Machine. Well played. Another major chess piece off the board.
Call it entropy
or call it attrition,
but by any name,
by any definition
the damage is done.
The wrong is strong
the war wages on
another soldier gone
so then they rewrite the lyric (goddammit, mama)
look what they’ve done to our song.