Avast, Me ‘Earties, Carnival Of Comedy 13 Is Under Sail!

The 13th Carnival of Comedy is under sail right now at Right Hand of God.
All you scurvy humor swabbies batten down your haha hatches, make sight of ye laugh latitude and set yer comedic course for the Carnival of Comedy on the High Seas.
Excellent job guys! Truly a pirate’s treasure of humorous riches!
The Carnival is Scheduled to be in the following ports of call:
Week 14 – Aug. 4 – Right Wing Duck
Week 15 – Aug. 11 – Conservathink
Week 16 – Aug. 18 – Point Five
Week 17 – Aug. 25 – ?? It’s a mystery. Nobody’s stepped up. Buncha yella…
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A Story, Bit-by-Bit
Superego: Part 3 – Dip

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I took a rocket from my pocket and tossed it in the air. It immediately took flight and headed for the nearest large heat signature. I heard a siren come nearly overhead followed by an explosion and no more siren. Fiery debris landed around me, which was nice since it was a bit chilly out.
I leaned over to speak into the com on my left shoulder. “Come pick me up, Dip.”
“I’ve noticed a correlation between increased traffic on police channels of communications and your wanting to be picked up. In the future, should I just assume that…”
“Just pick me up, Dip! And make it a quick exit.”
The sirens seemed to have slowed in their pursuit, but I didn’t know how long they’d stay smart. Luckily, my ship was fast and got to me in seconds, temporarily slowing to allow me to grab on to the side before it lifted up again. I didn’t waste any time getting into the cockpit and strapping in.
“Where are we going?”
“Up, Dip! Up!”
I never liked AI. Maybe because I can’t hurt it.
It started getting noisy.
“Are they shooting at me?” I asked as I looked at the rearview screen. You’d think me blowing up one of their vehicles would make them more wary, but some sentients just never learn.
I hit The Button. I never cared much for ship-to-ship battles, so I looked over tons of data on likely patterns in airborne fights and wrote a macro for the ship’s weapons systems and connected the activation of that macro to a big button on the ship’s console. Then I painted the button red because that seemed like the color for such a button.
There were some explosions behind me and then silence, but I had also reach space, and space is always silent.
“You are now wanted for murder on 1,418 planets,” Dip informed me, “Am I correct in saying that is quite a lot of planets, Rico?”
Dip is basically a huge algorithm that takes in data to improve its AI. In that quest, he asks me lots of questions to confirm his conclusions.
“So, Dip, that makes what percentage of planets in the known universe wants me for murder?”
My theory is he’s more likely to develop an actual intelligence if I never give him a straight answer and finally frustrate him into figuring things out on his own. Or maybe I just don’t like answering absolutes.
“Approximately one times ten to the negative six percent of the planets in my database has you wanted for murder.”
“Now, does that seem like a large percentage?”
“It is my understanding that most sentients would consider that number to be extremely small.”
“That’s the great thing about the universe, Dip. You can massacre an entire planet and still find a nearly infinite number of places to go where no one has ever heard of you.”
“Are there any other great things about the universe you could give me as input?”
I looked out the window. “It’s mainly black.” That’s my favorite color.
“I have processed this new data and reached a number of conclusions. May I run those conclusions by you, Rico, and get your feedback?”
I took out Niko and plugged him into a data port. “In a minute, Dip.” Time to finish up the job. Plus, Vito had some ‘splainin’ to do.
NEXT

Best of the Web Retrospective

Best of the Web, one of my favorite daily internet reads, turns five today. The writer were on vacation, but they’re celebrating the anniversary with a retrospective. Yesterday, they wrote about their first 411 days, ending with September 11, 2001, and the WSJ’s recovery. I highly recommend giving it a read.
Today, they continue with reactions from right after 911 up to Rachel Corrie’s inevitable demise and will finish the retrospective tomorrow.

I Don’t Wish to Be Argumentative, But I Disagree with the Islamic Belief that I Should Be Killed
An Editorial by Frank J.

 You’ll never usually get far arguing religion, as there are so many deeply held beliefs on that subject. Also, it’s American tradition not to be overly critical of someone’s religious views as we have a culture of tolerance. Still, I think it needs to be said that the Islamic teaching that I must be killed is something I find to be wrongheaded.

“If radical atheists decided they needed to kill believers to ensure their place in nothingness, I’d be criticizing that too.”

 I’m a Christian (a “Xian” if you want to be hip about it), and I follow Jesus who I believe to be the son of God. Now, you can point out how “wacky” that is empirically, but most would find that crass. So does that mean I’m being hypocritical when I criticize the “wacky” Islamic belief that I should be murdered? You could make that argument, but I think there is a difference.

 Now people murder all the time, usually for completely non-religious reasons. And, if we took a poll, I bet you’d get more than a two-thirds majority saying that murder is very wrong. Despite this, the intense feelings associated with religion often have led directly or indirectly to killing. While Jesus (the son of God, I remind you) was very much against killing anyone, including unbelievers, and there is no precedent for murder in the New Testament – quite the opposite in fact – there have been many deaths in the name of Jesus (quite to his consternation, I betcha). Thus, it seems quite imperative that religions stress as much as possible that murder is wrong. And, of all the major religions, Islam seems to be the one slacking in that area.

 Now, you may question whether I’m really making a religious or philosophical argument here or am instead taking this position out of the selfish motive of not wanting to be killed. That’s certainly a valid question, as I don’t want to be killed, and the reasons for that don’t necessarily have to do with my religious beliefs. Still, that bias admitted, it does not invalidate any merits to my argument. Also, some may think I’m unfairly singling out Muslims, but if radical atheists decided they needed to kill believers to ensure their place in nothingness, I’d be criticizing that too.

 Instead of just being negative, though, why don’t I be constructive and offer Muslims reasons why it’s completely unnecessary to kill me or other unbelievers. Now, I think our beliefs are similar in that we think that unbelievers will burn eternally in hell. Now, think about that: eternally in hell. Now, someone criticizing my belief system can be quite annoying, but, if I murdered him or her now, is that eternity in hell going to be any longer or shorter than if I waited for that person to die from natural death? No; eternity is eternity. I think a great attitude for Muslims would be, “Man, I hate the joooos and the Crusaders, but, they’re all going to burn eternally in hell – Allah be praised – so why get worked up over it?” Also, if you don’t kill someone who doesn’t believe like you do, that gives him or her a chance to convert, which I think most would say is even better than having the person roast in fires that burn but do not consume.

 Of course, I think the Muslims are going to burn in hell, and they think I’m going to burn in hell, but that’s not really the issue. We’ll all find out who is right when we die, hopefully from a nice, natural death… unless the atheists are right; then, we’ll never know and that will suck (it sucks from my current perspective, that is; were I to die and descend into to nothingness, I’m sure I’d have no opinion on the issue at that time).

 Just my two cents on religion. See you in hell.
Frank J. is a syndicated columnist whose columns appear worldwide on IMAO.us and is a frequent contributor to IMAOPodcast.com. He is also the author of such books as “It Was Jesus Who Moved My Cheese!” and “Zero Fun Things to Do in Hell”.

The Zatoichi of Videogames

He’s blind and he can own you in Mortal Kombat or Soul Caliber 2. An inspirational story for kids struggling with their videogame skills. He plays using a combination of memorization and listening for audio cues. He wants to be a videogame designer, and my question is what aspects of videogaming would he have more acute knowledge of than the average player (other than the obvious – sound)?
Notice the widescreen behind him in the photo? Now that’s a waste.
Incidentally, there was a two-player fighting game I could beat people with while blindfolded. It was Tobal 2 – never released in America – and I spent a while watching people play it on an imported Playstation at college, doing all sorts of fancy moves and combos. It looked complicated, but I decided to give it a try as a joke. I then did what everyone does when playing a new game they don’t know the controls to – spaz! I just randomly hit buttons as fast as I could… and I was unbeatable! I was performing unbelievable combos of kicks and punches and wasted everyone in seconds. It frustrated those to no end who spent hours playing the game that I, who still didn’t know which button was the “kick” button, could stand outside the room randomly hitting buttons on the controller and beat anyone. I even once turned off the video input and watched a TV show while hitting random buttons on the controller and beat the single player game that way.
Never found another spaz game as good as Tobal 2, and doubt I ever will.

The News Round-Up, Thursday

NASA today confirmed that a piece of insulation fell of during the launch of space shuttle Discovery.
Man. Millions of dollars per launch and they can’t keep it from falling apart.
Thankfully, they’ll save money next launch when NASA introduces their Everybody Gets The Employee Discount program.
In Utah, a bunch of guys bought a billboard to help their buddy get more dates. True story. The guy is 31, a Harvard MBA, and — as required by Utah law — a Mormon.
So his buddies buy some billboard space which asks women to date this guy.
You know what I’d like to see?
Lance: Hey, you guys bought me a billboard? You guys are the greatest.
Guys: Sure thing, man. You deserve the best.
Lance: Guys, how come only half a billboard? Not to be ungrateful but why do I share space with an ad for Levitra?
Guys: Sorry, it was either that or Coca Cola.

You know what would be cool? To see a bunch of women buy a nearby billboard saying, “Buzz off” or “Nah, I’m not interested.”
Speaking of which, we need a Shut Up Alec billboard.
did you hear about this? Inspired by Arnold Schwarzenegger, Alec Baldwin wants to enter politics.
Baldwin reasoned that “if the largest, most economically significant state in America could elect a man who is totally unqualified for the job, then they can elect anyone.”
Which would be true, except that even by those standards Alec is still under qualified.
What does Arnold have that Alec doesn’t have? Besides successful films?
Hey ALEC! If I want to know what Kim Bassinger looks like naked — I’ll COME TO YOU! Either that — or rent 9 Ω weeks.
Why do actors think they can be governor just because an actor like Arnold did it?
Are there guys out there with one testicle thinking, “Hey, I could win the Tour de France.”?

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