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thepoliticalnotebook:

The NYPD and other police departments received some international condemnation on Friday by the OSCE (Organization of Security Cooperation in Europe) for its treatment of journalists and protesters during Occupy rallies. The OSCE, of which the US is itself a part, surveyed various countries and their responses to freedom of assembly, and released a report in Vienna on Friday. The report concluded that the practices of kettling protesters and obstructing journalist access, among other actions, amounted to violations of human rights standards based on OSCE member country commitments. 

The report, which importantly highlights that in dealing with freedom of the press, police ought not to make distinctions between credentialed journalists and citizen journalists, says this:

Restrictions on the activities of journalists such as the ones imposed during the eviction of the Occupy camps in Los Angeles and New York appear to have been imposed also with the purpose of limiting coverage by the media of these events. As such, they are not in line with relevant OSCE commitments and other human rights standards.

Read the full report here.

And read what a guest writer on this blog had to say about her experiences as a Muslim-American and a hijabi Occupy demonstrator when she was part of those rounded up by the NYPD. 

[The Village Voice]

Photo: A man is arrested during protests marking Occupy’s first anniversary this past September. Ramin Talaie/EPA. 

kylarose: How to Sound Like the Bee’s Knees: A Dictionary of 1920s Slang Applesauce. Use it to demonstrate your lack of appreciation for the words of another. Or, alternatively, shout horsefeathers. Bee’s knees. No dictionary of twenties slang would be complete without this one, which means, in simple terms, the best. In related bee-talk, say something is “none of your beeswax” when someone who is not the bee’s knees is butting into your beeswax. Clam. A dollar. ”Can you spot me a few clams?” Other slang for money: cabbage, kale. Dewdropper. A young, unemployed guy who sleeps all day. Alternate synonym: A lollygagger. Egg. Man. “He’s a funny egg.” Fire extinguisher. A chaperone (aka, a killjoy, an alarm clock). Gams. Is there a better way to say legs, even if one is being objectifying? Pins? Or maybe getaway sticks. ”Cheese it; it’s the fuzz! Move your getaway sticks or you’ll end up in the cooler.” Hotsy-totsy. Perfect; the cat’s pajamas. “I have to go see a man about a dog.” To go buy whiskey.  Jake. Okey dokey. “Everything is Jake.” Know one’s onions. To know one’s beeswax; to know what someone’s talking about. Let’s blouse. We’re out of here.  Mrs. Grundy. A prudish type. Maybe also a fire extinguisher. Definitely a wurp. Noodle juice. Tea. (But noodle on its own means head.) Ossified. Drunk, probably from having been on a toot, or a drinking binge. Also: splifficated, fried, blotto. Phonus balonus. Nonsense. (Related: baloney = piffle). Quilt. A drink that warms its drinker. Rhatz! ”How disappointing!” Soup job. To crack a safe using nitroglycerine. (Safecrackers were yeggs.) Tell it to Sweeney. Go say that to someone who’ll believe your phonus balonus.  Upchuck. Vomit, probably after too much foot juice or giggle water. (Synonymous: to pull a Daniel Boone is to vomit.) Voot. Money, lettuce. Wet blanket. Someone who is no fun, no fun at all. Someone who does not like whoopee (to have a good time). X. In lieu of any x words, edge means intoxication. You slay me. You’re hilarious. Zozzled. Drunk.  via The Atlantic Wire
Nov 8

kylarose:

How to Sound Like the Bee’s Knees: A Dictionary of 1920s Slang

Applesauce. Use it to demonstrate your lack of appreciation for the words of another. Or, alternatively, shout horsefeathers.

Bee’s knees. No dictionary of twenties slang would be complete without this one, which means, in simple terms, the best. In related bee-talk, say something is “none of your beeswax” when someone who is not the bee’s knees is butting into your beeswax.

Clam. A dollar. ”Can you spot me a few clams?” Other slang for money: cabbage, kale.

Dewdropper. A young, unemployed guy who sleeps all day. Alternate synonym: A lollygagger.

Egg. Man. “He’s a funny egg.”

Fire extinguisher. A chaperone (aka, a killjoy, an alarm clock).

Gams. Is there a better way to say legs, even if one is being objectifying? Pins? Or maybe getaway sticks. ”Cheese it; it’s the fuzz! Move your getaway sticks or you’ll end up in the cooler.”

Hotsy-totsy. Perfect; the cat’s pajamas.

“I have to go see a man about a dog.” To go buy whiskey. 

Jake. Okey dokey. “Everything is Jake.”

Know one’s onions. To know one’s beeswax; to know what someone’s talking about.

Let’s blouse. We’re out of here. 

Mrs. Grundy. A prudish type. Maybe also a fire extinguisher. Definitely a wurp.

Noodle juice. Tea. (But noodle on its own means head.)

Ossified. Drunk, probably from having been on a toot, or a drinking binge. Also: splifficated, fried, blotto.

Phonus balonus. Nonsense. (Related: baloney = piffle).

Quilt. A drink that warms its drinker.

Rhatz! ”How disappointing!”

Soup job. To crack a safe using nitroglycerine. (Safecrackers were yeggs.)

Tell it to Sweeney. Go say that to someone who’ll believe your phonus balonus. 

Upchuck. Vomit, probably after too much foot juice or giggle water. (Synonymous: to pull a Daniel Boone is to vomit.)

Voot. Money, lettuce.

Wet blanket. Someone who is no fun, no fun at all. Someone who does not like whoopee (to have a good time).

X. In lieu of any x words, edge means intoxication.

You slay me. You’re hilarious.

Zozzled. Drunk. 

via The Atlantic Wire

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"People who say that yesterday was better than today are ultimately devaluing their own existence."

- Karl Lagerfeld (via iloveyoulessthanpunk)

Oct 19
glita: round round round
Oct 14

glita:

round round round

just-collecting-dust: “Eaten by mountain rats in the year 1876”
Sep 25

just-collecting-dust:

“Eaten by mountain rats in the year 1876”

grimelords: Rat kings are phenomena said to arise when a number of rats become intertwined at their tails, which become stuck together with blood, dirt, ice, excrement or simply knotted. The animals reputedly grow together while joined at the tails. Medieval scholars have suggested that people may have been under the impression that the rat king was actually one animal with many bodies, with the “king” referring to the animal’s size. Legends have suggested that a “king rat” sat on the tails of the rat king, overseeing the movement of the animals as they attempted to navigate with their matted tails.
Sep 4

grimelords:

Rat kings are phenomena said to arise when a number of rats become intertwined at their tails, which become stuck together with blood, dirt, ice, excrement or simply knotted. The animals reputedly grow together while joined at the tails.

Medieval scholars have suggested that people may have been under the impression that the rat king was actually one animal with many bodies, with the “king” referring to the animal’s size. Legends have suggested that a “king rat” sat on the tails of the rat king, overseeing the movement of the animals as they attempted to navigate with their matted tails.

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Oh, and quite an amazing thing: in the Department of Immigration building there are countless posters showing examples of passport photographs and passport samples. Upon closer examination I saw that one such had ‘Place of Birth’ as Helm’s Deep. This has mollified me towards them, despite all the stress they have caused.

Aug 2

I have been rather appalling with the blogging thing for a while, looking at what others are putting out rather than transmitting myself. I’ve also been busy as hell. I moved to the Adelaide CBD, am experimenting with my new veganism, getting a Responsible Service of Alcohol license for work, dealing with ridiculous Immigration Bureaucrats, and getting ready to go to Europe in (ah!) a week’s time. I’m also considering deleting all my old personal posts from here, because they are stupid and from a very different, sad person compared to who I am now. All that eating disorder bullshit is really fading away, in no small part due to my delicious Boy. So, when I return home (broke but full of tales and happy experiences, I’m sure) I will be returning to proper Tumblring.

Aug 2
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f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s: © Nanoo G for MBG Finally Born and so Different, 2012
Jul 21

f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

© Nanoo G for MBG
Finally Born and so Different, 2012

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