Schadenfreude

Another self-hating and homophobic homosexual, a pseudo-doctor who advocated shock therapy as a cure for homosexuality, has been exposed by his sexual abuse on a male patient.

Enough said.

That's How It Goes...

... and everybody knows: In the words of Leonard Cohen, 'the poor get poor and the rich get rich.'

I forgot where I found this, but a series of fifteen charts highlights the growing gap between the rich and the poor in this country. It shows, among other things, that we are no better today than we were in 1972, and that our peers such as France are closing the gap as we are widening it.

And since a picture is worth a thousand words, here's a sample:

The Power of Comparison

Ever wonder which states give more than they get back from the Federal Government?

Wonder no longer (click for larger view):

As my source observes, it bears a striking resemblance to another map:

Stevens in Perspective

Everybody is talking about the retirement of the Supreme Court Justice John Paul Stevens. Rachel Maddow tackles the retirement and puts in perspective the politics and rightward shifting of the Supreme Court.

By contiguity, one can argue that the entire nation has experienced—and, despite Obama as president, is still experiencing—the same shift.

«Dora jote ledhatare»

Dora jote ledhatarja, ësht' e zbehtë si qiri.
Dora jote ledhatarja lëshon dritën e dëborës.
Kur t'a ndjeu magjinë-e pastër që të shtrydheshe prej dorës,
Shpirti im i frymêzuar rëgëtiu në llaftari.

Se me lëndë magjistare u pat bëre tul' i saj;
Tul' i saj u pat gatuar me vaj ere-e brumë dylli;
I dha hëna pak të ndezur, pluhur t'artë-i fali ylli,
E kështu m'u duk hirplotë - haj! o dor'e vashës, haj!

Në vështrim të dorës s'ate ç'pat, o! balli që m'u vdar?
Ç'pat qepall' e përlotur q'i ra pika tatëpjetë?—
Dor' e bryllt' e vashës s'ime, dor' e paqme, dor' e zbetë
Vetëtiu me prush magjije e më bëri mendimtar.

Dora jote që më dhimset, dora jote që më çik;

Dora jote që më shtrihet sipër tëmblave gjumashe;
Dora jote; zemra jote që t'u nda me pesë fashe...
Dh'u bë dorë të më ndali ndaj dyshoj se mos i ik...

Lasgush PORADECI

«When the Light Appears»

You'll bare your bones you'll grow you'll pray you'll only know
When the light appears, boy, when the light appears
You'll sing & you'll love you'll praise blue heavens above
When the light appears, boy, when the light appears
You'll whimper & you'll cry you'll get yourself sick and sigh
You'll sleep & you'll dream you'll only know what you mean
When the light appears, boy, when the light appears
You'll come & you'll go, you'll wander to and fro
You'll go home in despair you'll wonder why'd you care
You'll stammer & you'll lie you'll ask everybody why
You'll cough and you'll pout you'll kick your toe with gout
You'll jump you'll shout you'll knock your friends about
You'll bawl and you'll deny & announce your eyes are dry
You'll roll and you'll rock you'll show your big hard cock
You'll love and you'll grieve & one day you'll come believe
As you whistle & you smile the lord made you worthwhile
You'll preach and you'll glide on the pulpit in your pride
Sneak & slide across the stage like a river in high tide
You'll come fast or come on slow just the same you'll never know
When the light appears, boy, when the light appears

Allen GINSBERG

«Trime lulja jonë»

Vaçe Zelës me rastin e 71-vjetorit të lindjes.

Dr. Javier Omar Garcia on the New York Times

Just spreading his fame. Check it out, all you food-oriented people.

«Duaje emrin tënd»

Sa herë që të shikoj pyes veten: «Çfarë të tërheq dhe çfarë të largon nga unë?» Ti vetëm hesht para meje dhe mbase nuk e merr dot me mend se asgjë nuk mund të rëndojë më tepër mbi mua sesa heshtja jote. Po edhe unë hesht. As vetë nuk e kuptoj pse. Dhe nuk e di a do ta them ndonjëherë se çfarë ndiej për ty. Ndoshta nuk do ta them kurrë. Mundet që ti ke gjetur vetëm një shok tek unë. Mundet. Këtë e di vetëm ti.

Nasi LERA, Duaje emrin tënd

Girls as Boys and Boys as Girls

These girls are good:

But these guys are MUCH better... sorry ladies:

(Both found via The Daily Dish)

Bedewed Torpid Insects

An absolutely stunning series pictures from a Polish photographer. I wish there were a few more on the website posting them.

(via The Daily Dish)

It's a Sick, Sick, Sick, Sick World Out There

Ever wondered how a preacher gets his or her start?

Look no further. But keep a bucket nearby, just in case your stomach can't handle it.

(via Friendly Atheist)