Tracks
Batman wants your drugs.
Offshore Tax Havens & you
According to Picking Up The Tab, a new report by US PIRG, the anti-tax tactic results in average citizens and small businesses pay the price for offshore tax havens.
“83 of the 100 largest publicly traded US corporations maintained revenues in offshore tax haven countries” since 2008. Tax haven abuse by both individuals ($60 billion) and corporations ($90 billion) costs the US approximately $150 billion in tax revenues yearly.
As a result, the average tax filer pays an additional $1,026…”Enough to feed a family of four for a month”
via The Advocate
A Few of My Favorite Indie Games - Part 1
Between Humble Bundle, Indie Royale, and Steam sales,I collect & play alot of indie video games…And why not? They’re innovative and offer alot of bang for your buck. In no particular order,here are a few of my favorite indie games that i’ve played.
Puzzle game meets rhythm game meets racing game…Audiosurf sounds complicated,but is more intuitive than you would think. Every track is procedurally-generated with the track and visuals based on the song and mode you choose,giving you infinite replayability. A must for music lovers.
Side-scrolling RPG goodness…This sandbox game offers alot of game for the price. It offers alot for those who enjoy creativity and exploration.
AaAaAA!! - A Reckless Disregard for Gravity
Awesome futuristic base-jumping game with alot of humor,wit,and charm. Innovative level designs and gameplay.
Trine 1 & 2 are side-scrolling platforming/puzzle/action games that require the usage of three heroes’ unique skills to progress in a fantasy setting. The physics-based puzzles and the usage of physics in combat is a unique selling point of the games. These games also boast gorgeous graphics for indie games.
Survival/exploration/adventure game with a style all its own. The game is addictive & fun,and challenging,with new features being added regularly. Its a purchase you won’t regret. I’ve put 59 hours into it since its initial beta release,and I’m still not ready to put it down.
…Well,that’s all for part 1. I’ll post more at a later date.
Time uses a picture of a young woman taking a selfie to demonstrate how fucked up our generation is
Why not use a picture of a 50 year old white male banker masturbating with mortgage papers into the mouth of a senator
i don’t know what yiff or yaoi or shota is but they all sound like things a surprised cowboy would exclaim
Authority is relevant here because the art world does not deal in widgets. What it values is fundamentally symbolic, interpretable. Hence the ability to evaluate—the power to deem certain things and ideas significant and critical—is precious. Starting in the 1960s, the university became the privileged route into the rapidly growing American art world. And in October’s wake, that world systematically rewarded a particular kind of linguistic weirdness
Excessive
This past year,CEO pay averaged 24 times the presidential pay rate of $400,000 and 300 times the average worker salary, notes Sam Pizzitgati at Too Much: An Online Weekly on Excess and Inequality. But this hasn’t always been the case. “In fact, from the 1930’s into the 1970s, Presidents routinely took in more than average CEOs. Richard Nixon’s 1970 paycheck trumped the CEO average by $45,000
via The Advocate
An abandoned Atlanta school’s bathroom is slowly reclaimed by ivy and kudzu.
So rise up, rise up
This war within yourself cannot be won.
Wake up, wake up
I've got love but I ain't got plans: the millennial problem:
two millennials are barreling towards adulthood at 95 miles per hour. one of them has been coated with the most extravagant paint money can buy, but their steering apparatus is locked up until that coat’s paid off; the other’s breaks have been ripped out mid-trip, the thief yelling, “what, did you think you were entitled to these?” over their shoulder. half the tracks have been torn away to build second, third, and fifth garages for trains that are no longer running. solve for x.
tell me again how the song goes — i’m so inadequate i might forget. if we’re not informed enough then we’re apathetic morons, but if we’re too informed we’re oversensitive reactionaries; if we think we deserve more then we’re narcissistic cutthroats, but if we’re happy where we are then we’re passionless layabouts. if we’re making money then we’re materialistic automatons who only care about stuff and don’t value the important things in life, but if we’re broke then we’re disgusting, spoiled children who expect everything in life to be a handout. if we spend too much time with technology then we’re antisocial, soulless zombies who spell the end for human interaction as we know it, but if we spend too much time together we’re a dangerous, unstable element who should get real jobs already. we’re a disgrace; we’re a embarrassment; we’re a mistake; we’re a disappointment; we’re not what you wanted, however you slice it, and all of it’s our fault, right? right? oh, god, am i getting the melody wrong?
here’s what i propose, everyone who wants to open their twenty-four-hour news cycles or their pork-barrel mouths, who wants to use their filthy fucking hands to tear this generation a new one: you try it. you come up with a picture of the generation you seem to want: one that’s neither apathetic nor engaged, one that’s neither ambitious nor content, one that’s neither rich nor poor, one that’s neither technologically connected nor interpersonally involved. don’t forget to factor in the variables — the years of economic instability; the globalization of everything from communication to art; the hugely stratified individual experiences we’ve had based on things like race, sexuality, gender, and socioeconomics, on things that come with whole histories of systemic bullshit; the overwhelming burden of student debt that so many of us face; the fact that hindsight is 20/20. you write the formula for the millennial that will shut you the fuck up about all the things we should be and aren’t, about all the ways we’ve failed you, and then you bring it to me. i promise you, i will try it. anything for a little peace and quiet, right? anything to stop hearing it everywhere i go: that voice saying that, at twenty-three, i might already have flunked out of life.
(both millennials crash, spectacularly and yelling for help, into the station that never built a platform for them to pull into. onlookers stand by and shake their heads, wondering about the deplorable state of trains today. that’s what happens when nobody does the fucking math.)
I think that Time just realizes that as a medium, they are quickly becoming irrelevant and are pandering to the one age group that still predominately pays attention to them.
This one is funny
baby boomers out here talking shit like they didn’t elect reagan
Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a headache, dry throat, and are unaware of what year you’re in.