Toby’s Estate Coffee in Brooklyn should be my favorite local coffee shop. The Australian company’s first US location is big and bright, with ample seating, great service, and terrific coffee — the ultra-expensive Strada variable-pressure espresso machine behind the bar sees to that. It’s also full of attractive young people hellbent on challenging traditional notions of fashion, beauty, and exactly what constitutes a pair of pants. The entire experience is delightful.
There’s only one problem: there are exactly zero power outlets in the joint.
The lack of power is rumored to be deliberate; a gentle way to keep patrons from lingering all day over laptops while sipping $2.75 Americanos. Sure, you’ll see the occasional...
Martin Scorsese The Wolf Of Wall Street című filmjében Leonardo DiCaprio részvényt eszik és millió dollárt tüsszent. Nem szó szerint.
Amerikában november 15-én mutatják be Martin Scorsese legújabb filmjét, ami első ránézésre olyan, mintha a Tőzsdecápákat keresztezték volna a Nagymenőkkel, egy csomó külsőre vonzó, de belsőre visszataszító férfi degeszre keresi magát felhőkarcolók irodájában, közben pedig nagyon fura és nagyon vicces dolgok történnek. Jonah Hill megeszik egy élő állatot, DiCaprio majmot sétáltat, céltáblába dobnak egy törpét, egy hölgyet pedig ropogós dollárbankókba öltöztetnek fel. Közben meg az FBI vizsgálódik, de az kit érdekel, ha egyszer illegálisan milliomos lehet az ember.
A film alapjául szolgáló könyvet Jordan Belfort írta, akit 22 hónapra börtönbe csuktak amiért manipulálta a tőzsdét. A Wall Street farkasa című könyve 2008-ban magyarul is megjelent.
Külön jó, hogy az előzetes zenéje a Black Skinheads nevű őrület az új Kanye West-albumról.
Is this the elusive Jersey Devil as some Redditors have speculated? Perhaps it's the dreaded Chupacabras? Or a bastard cousin of the Montauk Monster? The Oklahoma Department of Wildlife Conservation claims it's just a furless squirrel. But then, that's what they'd want us to think. "Mystery Solved" (NJ.com)
On the eve of the G8 summit (taking place in a specially prepared Potemkin village in N. Ireland), the Guardian has published another Edward Snowden leak, this one describing how the UK spying agency GCHQ aggressively spied upon delegates to the G20 summit in 2009. According to the documents, UK spies attacked foreign delegates by "reading their email before they do" intercepting their BlackBerry messages and calls in real-time; capturing logins at special Internet cafes so as to spy on delegations after the event; getting NSA reports on attempts to crack Russian PM Dmitry Medvedev's satellite calls; and continuously logging and analyzing who was calling whom.
The report suggests that British delegation was briefed throughout, and that the operation was "sanctioned in principle at a senior level in the government of the then prime minister, Gordon Brown.
A briefing paper dated 20 January 2009 records advice given by GCHQ officials to their director, Sir Iain Lobban, who was planning to meet the then foreign secretary, David Miliband. The officials summarised Brown's aims for the meeting of G20 heads of state due to begin on 2 April, which was attempting to deal with the economic aftermath of the 2008 banking crisis. The briefing paper added: "The GCHQ intent is to ensure that intelligence relevant to HMG's desired outcomes for its presidency of the G20 reaches customers at the right time and in a form which allows them to make full use of it." Two documents explicitly refer to the intelligence product being passed to "ministers".
According to the material seen by the Guardian, GCHQ generated this product by attacking both the computers and the telephones of delegates.
One document refers to a tactic which was "used a lot in recent UK conference, eg G20". The tactic, which is identified by an internal codeword which the Guardian is not revealing, is defined in an internal glossary as "active collection against an email account that acquires mail messages without removing them from the remote server". A PowerPoint slide explains that this means "reading people's email before/as they do".
The same document also refers to GCHQ, MI6 and others setting up internet cafes which "were able to extract key logging info, providing creds for delegates, meaning we have sustained intelligence options against them even after conference has finished". This appears to be a reference to acquiring delegates' online login details.
Another document summarises a sustained campaign to penetrate South African computers, recording that they gained access to the network of their foreign ministry, "investigated phone lines used by High Commission in London" and "retrieved documents including briefings for South African delegates to G20 and G8 meetings". (South Africa is a member of the G20 group and has observer status at G8 meetings.)
I love that BlackBerrys are singled out as especially easy to intercept, something that is widely rumored. The entire piece is amazing, with specific revelations of spying. I'd love to know what the G8 delegations are making of all this as they head to NI. Perhaps GCHQ could tell us?
GCHQ intercepted foreign politicians' communications at G20 summits [Ewen MacAskill, Nick Davies, Nick Hopkins, Julian Borger and James Ball/The Guardian]
tessék csak tessék, itt látható minden,
ami eddig rejtve volt, csak a szemének higgyen.
ez ingyen van hidd el, majszolj el egy fruttit,
itt mindenki arra van, hogy megmondja a tutit.
fiú és lány között itt lehet csak barátság,
s hogy a csengőhangod milyen, az releváns sajátság,
The Golden Gate Bridge was opened to vehicular traffic on this
day in 1937 when Franklin Delano Roosevelt pushed a button in
Washington DC. Construction on the bridge began on January 5, 1933
and lasted a little more than four years, costing more than $35
million. The day before vehicle traffic was allowed, 200,000 people
crossed the bridge by foot.
STATEN ISLAND, NY – 1974-1975 – Prog Rock
I can recall the first time I heard my dad’s songs. I had never heard anything like it. And at 30 years old I have still not heard anything else quite like it. Its uniqueness is powerful because it encourages the listener to experience music in a different and deeper way. While not mainstream, they still played Clubs in NYC and Staten Island and had loyal fans. –Tom DeMarco, son of Guitarist Tommy Marcinek
BOSTON, MA – 1966-1970 – Psych Rock
I had limited experience with my dad in my teens and early twenties and the first time I heard my dad’s music, that I cared, was after my friend Hamish Kilgour of ‘The Clean’ and ‘The Mad Scene’ found a copy of dad’s record in a record shop during a road trip from NYC. I listened and actually paid attention to it because I was hanging with a bunch of psychedelic musicians. I was pretty jazzed by the songs my dad sang, ‘Yellow Butterfly’ and ‘They Live the Life.” They’re my favorites. Then I put it away. Years later, another friend JG Thirwell knew someone who was working on the 40th Woodstock anniversary CD re-release and let me listen to the recordings. all the songs from their 40 minute Woodstock set. Then I forgot about it again, not because I didn’t care, but because I didn’t have any way to connect to the event, my dad, or the music. After my mom died in 2005, I rekindled my relationship with my dad. Like slow lightening, I got interested. Now I’m actually attempting to do a documentary on Quill. They played at Woodstock then fell into obscurity. How upsetting, exciting and weird is that? I never really asked him about it before and have really had a great time investigating it all, especially if there is any footage of them from that event and beyond. –Amanda Cole, daughter of Jonathan Cole.
WINNIPEG, CANADA – 1982-1985 – REGGAE/SKA
The first time I heard my dad’s band, I was about 7 or 8 years old in my family’s living room watching this vhs tape recording of their performance on a Canadian talent show. It was also the first time I heard the word “spliff” – dad was reluctant to explain his lyrics – and the first time I realized my dad played guitar “wrong” (like Jimi). My favorite part of this performance is the end of the guitar solo, where he slides down the neck slightly too fast for the backing track (I thought this was supposed to be a talent show!) The song is so jubilant and infectious, my brother and I still listen to it from time to time…of course, we always roll a spliff first… –Liam Hodgson, son of guitarist Bill Hodgson
United Kingdom – 1968 – Pop
My dad wore a leather catsuit with domino buttons when he married my mum and his platform shoes were taller than his brides. His first band of many was called Flaming Youth, he was the lead singer and Phil Collins (third from the left in the photo above) was the drummer. Together they released a concept album called Arc that told a futuristic tale about how man uses up all the resources on Earth. Even when singing about such things as civilization needing to find another planet to live on I’ve noticed that my dad has a hard time keeping a straight face on camera, he’s tickled from the inside out. –Emily Chatton, daughter of keyboardist Brian Chatton.
Minneapolis, MN – 1964-1969 – Garage Rock
My father Owen was the lead guitarist in this group and was signed to midwest Garage rock label Soma records. In 1965 they had a chart-topping regional hit with a cover of Bobby “Blue” Bland’s “(Turn On) Your Love Light” which allowed them to tour the country goddamnit. Approaching the late 60s their sound evolved to something more low-fi and psychedelic. I dug out a demo tape from the garage and coverted the song below to MP3. When I was 13, the band reunited at a street fair and I joined them onstage for rhythm guitar. –Evan Husney, son of Guitarist Owen Husney
STATEN ISLAND, NY – 1985-1992 – Thrash Metal
They soared with a heart racing, up-tempo rhythm, stitched with the articulate strings of an electric guitar. With instrumental harmony and the piercing voice of the singer, the tracks lead your ears towards the music, banging your head along. Its die-hard fans are undoubtedly blood-lusted to see them in show again, whether in Mexico, or the backyards of their hometown city. –Cara Rehbein, step-daughter of Guitarist Edward Varuolo
Los Angeles, CA – 1988-1994 – LA Metal
I remember my dad giving me me his band’s cassette when I was really young, but it never struck a chord until recently when he and his bandmates were contacted by a label to reissue some old material. Last Christmas my dad played me a couple of the remastered tracks, and I was blown away. As a musician myself I asked him what vocal exercises he was doing at the time to which he replied, “We were just playing all the time, son.” Then the pictures started showing up…oh boy. –Jam Murray, son of Adam Murray.
NYC – 1973-1979 – Post Punk/No Wave
My uncle visited me for the first time since I had moved to California. It was 2003, I was 15 years old and had just started a band heavily influenced by post punk groups like Joy Division, Gang of Four, and Public Image Limited. My uncle heard us rehearsing and was shocked that I happen to share the same musical interests as he did when he was my age. A seemingly mundane, obligatory visit from Uncle Rob turned into a weekend of recounting stories about living in NYC in the late 70s, seeing early Television, Talking Heads, and Ramones shows at CBGB’s and eventually, his band, Jack Ruby. At the time I was under the impression no one in my family liked music let alone made it. Once I finally heard the music, my mind was blown! It sounded as raw and dangerous as The Stooges yet, possessed some funky eccentric quality that made it entirely it’s own. To this day my Uncle and I frequently talk about music despite living on separate sides of the county. Punk Rock: Bringing families together since 1977. –Rob I. Miller, nephew of Robin Hall.
Knoxville, TN – ’70s-’80s – Rock
Dad played music till the day he died. I grew up with it. I loved being able to go to clubs as a kid cause dad was a rock drummer. As I got older it was fun to be able to truly enjoy the live music and hanging out with him. –Adrienne, daughter of drummer Ed Corts.
New York – Swing
I was a little girl and he had these 78rpm records. The two I remember were from his work with Ben Smith in Harlem. “Forty Cups Of Coffee” and the flipside was “Get It”. My dad actually sang on the record! He was a trumpet player and he won his first trumpet when he was 11 years old growing up in Ohio. He memorized a solo of Louis Armstrong’s and went in to play it. To his surprise Louis was there along with his band and they actually came in on the solo! He won the trumpet! –Gerrianne Brizan, daughter of Charlie Lewis.Next Page »
The Star Trek actor George Takei Takei, writes about being interned in Arkansas and California internment camps along with his Japanese-American family during WWII, a particularly important rememberance in the face of the out-of-control US spying revealed in the Edward Snowden leaks:
As I write this, once again the national dialogue turns to defining our enemies, the impulse to smear whole communities or people with the actions of others still too familiar and raw. Places like the museum and Rohwer camp exist to remind us of the dangers and fallibility of our democracy, which is only as strong as the adherence to our constitutional principles renders it. People like myself and those veterans lived through that failure, and we understand how quickly cherished liberties and freedom may slip away or disappear utterly.
a dublini meeting brilliánsan sikerült, a flamand koen pl.
beavatott minket, hogyan kell politikusok előtt lepipálni egy
banánimportőrt állami támogatásért folyó tárgyalásokon.
este az se szegte kedvünket, h a holland bas felnézve a telefonjából közölte, h a szomszédjukat délután a nyílt utcán lelőtték, de hát drogdíler volt, van ilyen. mondjuk most nem tudja, ki fog vigyázni a nyulukra míg ők elutaznak, mert eddig a drogdíler szittelte.
szépirodalom vs. banán: 1:0
maffia vs. nyúlbarát drogdíler: 1:0
Na jó, egy gyönyörű sztori. Emlékszem hogy Balogh Ákossal leveleztem anno 2010 elején a valasztas.hu honlapjáról, mert felkért mint szakértőt hogy röviden írjak az akkor 17 millió Ft-ért elkészült fejlesztésekről.
Ha tudtam volna hogy Balogh Ákos fél évvel azelőtt eljátszotta ugyanezt kicsiben…
2.35 milliós fejlesztési költség + havi 190 üzemeltetési díj 2009-10-ben egy ILYEN honlap esetében az ugyanaz a kategória mint ahogy a valasztas.hu-nál is brutálisan túlszámlázták az összegeket.
Szóval kedves Balogh Ákos, te ugyanaz a kategória vagy mint az összes többi kormányzati és önkormányzati korrupciót megvalósító bűnöző, maximum nem akkora szinten, viszont Simicska legalább nem áll ki pontifikálni arról hogy hol húzódik az erkölcsi mérce, meg nem tetteti függetlennek és újságírónak magát.
A kurva anyádat.
Az intellektuális kurvaanyázás mindig nagy hatással van rám, elgondolkodtat.
A WaybackMachine archívuma szerint 2009-ben, az átalakítást megelőzően ilyen volt a józsefvárosi oldal. Az új oldal felépítését mi terveztük meg, a szerződés emellett tartalmazta a dizájnt, a tartalomkezelő funkcióinak programozását, valamint a beüzemelést/betanítást, a végén pedig az önkormányzaté lett a forráskód további felhasználásának joga - ez került 2,35 millió forintba. Tudom, tudom, ügyes kezű középiskolás unokaöcséd a haverjával feleennyiért kétszer ilyen jót csinált volna.
A rosszabb vagy, mint Simicska jelzőnek meg kétségtelenül ott a helye a vitrinemben, a kaftános unoka és a szélsőjobboldali hecclap újságírója mellett.
Az igazan lenyugozo az egeszben, ahogy meg mindig nem erted. Ha az Eiffel-tornyot epitetted volna fel 100 Eurobol, akkor is egy propagandista kis patkany vagy, ha szemelyreszabott palyazatokon indulsz, biztos gyozteskent.
a mandinerrol es koreirol akkor se fog semmi kiderulni soha, mert es itt a lenyeg, annyira kispalyas amatorok, hogy soha nem fognak rendes penzt lekaszirozni a propagandista melok miatt. ez van, ez a modern kori bayer zsoltik kenyere, egy kis jobbklikk uzemeltetesi penz, egy kis onkoris honlap, egy kis ez az, evi 100M-t nem lepi tul a tortenet. apropenzekbol is lehet a kutyakat etetni. :D es ha ebbe belegondolok, akkor hangos rohoges jon ram es csapkodom a terdemet kozben :DDDD
btw a gerenyi gaboros sztoriline-ra mikor fog vegre feny derulni? remelem megirja a cuki kis retrospektiv blogjaba!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
ideje van a születésnek és ideje van a halálnak.
a félmeztelen kisfiú nagyon ki van borulva, mert a szülei kerti partiján a bekarmolt felnőttek szétcseszik a trambulinját
In the past, media and information was sparser, thus great works of art, music and literature shone brightly for great periods of time. In turn, a person’s relationship with media was cherished, deep, profound. This environment enabled art, media and literature to embed themselves not only into people, but into culture. Some of which still have an impact to this very day.
Today we are drowning in media. The value of media has plummeted and society treats it as such. People’s relationship with it is casual, disposable, temporary. This new relationship poses an issue for great works made in this new reality. The ability to stand out is a monumental feat. The difference between great and mediocre can be subtle, taking time to discern. Time people no longer commit. It’s easy to miss a masterpiece in the daily flood of information consumption.
In turn, the market has responded. Media creators deliver quickly accessible pieces of work to appeal to shorter attention spans and our casual relationship with media. Reality TV, microblogs, status updates. Those all exist for a reason. Additionally, creating media is easier than ever, which has brought a new segment of media creators – often referred to as everyone. We are bludgeoned with amateur photography, citizen journalism and part-time bloggers (like myself). Content creators used to be comprised only of those willing or able to commit themselves to the craft, for the purpose of making a living. The resources, training, and commitment it took to support oneself allowed only a select few to make it. Marissa Mayer recently declared the end of the professional photographer. Her statement is sad, but carries a lot of truth.
The flood of information, decreased attention span, and democratization of media creation has created a signal to noise ratio so low that there is essentially no recognizable signal. In the fortunate case where something great does rise above the fray to get noticed, it likely will not stand out for an extended amount of time. Nothing has time to embed in our lives, let alone our culture.
None of this thinking is new, but we are still trying to make sense of what will be the result of it. One postulation I have is that we’ve effectively seen the end of prolific singular works. There will be no great American novel, no Mona Lisa, no 9th Symphony. The age of immortality is over.
Our work may be forgotten, but its “genes” can now be passed down through the mashups, iterations, memes and references found down the stream. In X years time, no one will remember a great piece of work, but they will unknowingly see it in its descendants.
In the past, people aspired to create something that would be remembered past their life. If I’m right, people will need to settle for a blip on the radar of consciousness but a recognizable, yet unnoticed family tree of descendants. There’s no way to stop this unless people consciously decide to change their behavior en masse. Consuming content will continually require less time, money and effort. It will require a dedication to move against the path of least resistance. In my most optimistic moments, I’m skeptical.
In some ways this is good. This environment could create less demigodery and cult of celebrity. More focus on evolution. More segments of the population able to participate, allowing greater diversity and faster mutation. In many ways, the process of intellectual work would mimic evolution in nature. The network makes our ideas a “living” species.
Still, I wonder if some will look back with regret of what was lost. There will be fewer if no singular beacons to rally around. No peaks of humanity to aspire towards. Our work will simply be another link in the evolutional chain.
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