I finally started watching Breaking Bad the other night, but discovering that I far prefer the lower key Better Call Saul. The transformation of a sick, neutered man into a merciless drug lord versus the struggle of a two-bit hustler against his better nature might be the difference. It might be that I have a neurotic fondness for Bob Odenkirk. Sticking with Breaking Bad is easy. Entertaining. Need more Better Call Saul though.
Alton Sterling was murdered by cops in Baton Rouge. The sick, pathetic justifications that he deserved to be murdered because he had a criminal record completely misunderstand how and why Sterling was killed and how most minorities and poor people get criminal records in the first place. At the time of of his murder, he was an innocent man minding his own damned business. Those cops jumped him because he was convenient. The lethal force used on him was unjustified. I’ve firsthand witnessed a cop successfully subdue a violent, mentally ill man who wrestled for that cop’s gun. Those two cops on top of Sterling were hot, agitated, and scared… and probably racist.
Watch the videos again. Notice what the cops yell and when. It’s verbal chaff. They are trained to say certain things to obscure what’s occuring in case it comes up in a court later.
5,000 year old Harappan site had industrial zone, with furnaces and hearths. 4MSR. Pretty sophisticated.
Neandertal cannibalism in northern Europe. Belgium. 40,500 and 45,500 years ago.
Yeah, I’m playing Pokémon Go. It’s fucking goofy. It’s a blast. I played Ingress a couple of years ago. That was a pleasant diversion, but the team I picked at random turned out to have the area pretty much locked down. They kept militaristic schedule running through all hours of the night and day, maintaining their territory and regularly organizing trips over an hour drive away to fuck up the turf of the other team. They were also very much into guns. I dropped out.
Anyway- Pokémon Go. I have friends/coworkers who grew up with Pokémon and are going apeshit with it. It’s fun sharing the weird phenomenon. I ran out last night around 8:30 in an attempt to help a friend better secure a gym. Downtown Hammond was bizarre. At least fifty people were walking around in the dark within a few blocks with their phones out looking for Pokémon. I’d already seen some geeks in walking around in parking lot of bookstore wearing Pikachu t-shirts staring at their phones, but last night the turnout was huge and the crow more diverse. I wasn’t able to help my friend, as I’m awful at the game. I drove over to Cate Square, a small park. Two bearded hipster guys were sitting on a bench in the dark with beers at their feet. One jumped up to scream, “Fuck yeah! A motherfucking Pikachuuuuuuuuuu!” I should probably be ashamed of this indulgence, but who gives a shit? A few days or weeks of sharing this peculiar diversion with some friends is totally worth it.
One odd friend who lives in north end of the parish has been spending weeks getting stoned and slapping Miitomos of himself into Roger Dean album covers. Now he’s spending all of his time getting stoned taking photos of the Pokémon in his yard, spinning bullshit about their behavior.
We all need little escapes.