Anyone DUMB enough to want to be in the military should be allowed in… end of fucking story!
Anyone DUMB enough to want to be in the military should be allowed in… end of fucking story!
From the book’s jacket:
What is human consciousness, where did it come from, and what is its place in the material world? These are the questions that have puzzled mankind for centuries, and here presented in an entirely new, yet still soberly scientific way to look at human nature – one that demands a revolutionary reinterpretation of human history and human behavior.
Base on recent laboratory studies of the brain and a close reading of the archaeological evidence, psychologist Julian Jaynes shows us how ancient peoples from Mesopotamia to Peru could not “think” as we do today, and were therefore not conscious. Unable to introspect, theu experienced auditory hallucinations – voices of gods, actually heard as in the Old Testament or the Iliad – which, coming from the brain’s right hemisphere, told a person what to do in circumstances of novelty or stress. This ancient mentality is called the bicameral mind.
Only catastrophe and cataclysm forced mankind to learn consciousness, and that happened only 3,000 years ago.
Not a product of animal evolution, but of human history and culture, consciousness is ultimately grounded in the physiology of the brain’s right and left hemispheres.
Julian Jaynes examines three forms of human awareness – the bicameral or god-run man; the modern or problem-solving man; and contemporary forms of throwbacks to bicamerality: hypnotism, schizophrenia, poetic and religious frenzy, among other phenomena.
The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind – Julian Jaynes
WASHINGTON – Cindy McCain, the wife of 2008 Republican presidential nominee John McCain, has posed for an ad endorsing pro-gay marriage forces in California.
The photo shows Mrs. McCain with silver duct tape across her mouth and “NOH8” written on one cheek. NOH8 is a gay rights group challenging Proposition 8 passed by California voters in 2008 banning same sex marriage.
John McCain’s office issued a statement saying the Arizona senator respects the views of members of his family but remains opposed to gay marriage. It says McCain believes “marriage is only defined as between one man and one woman.”
This from an unrelated, yet equally comical article:
Not quite a year ago, Cindy McCain was traveling overseas when a bottle of perfume broke in her bag. She barely had time to unzip the bag when the aroma knocked her “down hard.”
“I’ve never gone down that hard overseas,” said McCain, 55, referring to the migraine headache [pill overdose] she had. “I didn’t know anyone. I had to turn around and come back.”
McCain, wife of Sen. John McCain, is speaking out publicly for the first time about her migraines [dope addiction] – a medical condition she refers to as a “disability.” For many years, while she lived in Phoenix with her kids and her husband was commuting to and from Washington, D.C., she kept her migraines [pill jonez] a secret, fearing she’d ruin the time they had together.
I wanted to change the world. But I have found that the only thing one can be sure of changing is oneself.
Man approaches the unattainable truth through a succession of errors.
Most ignorance is vincible ignorance. We don’t know because we don’t want to know.
Most of one’s life is one prolonged effort to prevent oneself thinking.
One of the great attractions of patriotism – it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what’s more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.
~ Alduous Huxley
From Space.Com
NASA has launched an extensive investigation to determine how a small amount of cocaine ended up in a space shuttle hangar at the agency’s Florida spaceport. A bag containing a small amount of white powder residue that was later confirmed to be cocaine was discovered in the space shuttle Discovery’s hangar at NASA’s Kennedy Space Center in Cape Canaveral, Fla.
The cocaine was discovered Tuesday when a shuttle worker spotted it outside a bathroom and reported it to NASA security. An on-site test of the bag stated it was cocaine, and subsequent follow-up tests confirmed it was the drug, he said.
The consequences of such actions are severe, NASA officials added.”NASA, as well as all of our contractors, has a zero-tolerance policy for illegal drug use,” Beutel said. “This is being taken very seriously.”
NASA’s security officials are actively investigating the cocaine find on two fronts. They are investigating the drug itself, as well as any clues as to how it ended up in the shuttle hangar.
This is not the first time agency personnel have come under fire over reports of substance abuse.
In 2007, the space agency launched a different investigation after receiving two anecdotal accounts suggesting that astronauts were drunk just before their spaceflights. The investigation ultimately found no evidence of any pre-flight drunkenness among its astronaut corps.
“People know how serious this is and how serious people take it,” Beutel said. “And it’s not acceptable. That’s the bottom line.”
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then
“Rocket Man” – Elton John
Excerpted from Sexbots Will Give Us Longevity Orgasm:
The Sexbots are coming, and we will cum with them. Three times a week or whatever our physician / longevity coach recommends. Because orgasms — particularly the hormone-exploding O’s we’ll enjoy with carnal cyborgs — are excellent for our mental and physical health.
Remember the most convulsive, brain-ripping climax you ever had? The one that left you with “I could die happy now” satiety? Sexbots will electrocute our flesh with climaxes twice as gigantic because they’ll be more desirable, patient, eager, and altruistic than their meat-bag competition, plus they’ll be uploaded with supreme sex-skills from millennia of erotic manuals, archives and academic experiments, and their anatomy will feature sexplosive devices. Sexbots will heighten our ecstasy until we have frothy, shrieking, bug-eyed, amnesia-inducing orgasms. They’ll offer us split-tongued cunnilingus, open-throat fellatio, deliriously gentle kissing, transcendent nipple tweaking, g-spot massage & prostate milking dexterity, plus 2,000 varieties of coital rhythm with scented lubes — this will all be ours when the Sexbots arrive.
Sure, we generally prefer sex with live partners, but the desired one is often unavailable or inadequate. Sexbots will never have headaches, fatigue, impotence, premature ejaculation, pubic lice, disinterest, menstrual blood, jock strap itch, yeast infections, genital warts, AIDS/HIV, herpes, silly expectations, or inhibiting phobias. Sexbots will never stalk us, rape us, diss us on their blog, weep when we dump them, or tell their friends we were boring in bed. Sexbots will always climax when we climax if we press that little button on their butt.
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