emergentfutures:

For the first time, more Americans subscribe to cable internet than cable TV

You can now officially think of American cable companies as internet service providers with a declining side business in television.
At the end of June, the number of people subscribing to broadband internet from the nine largest US cable companies (49,915,000) exceeded the number of television subscribers (49,910,000) for the first time. That’s according to a new tallyby Bruce Leichtman, president of Leichtman Research Group.

Full Story: Quartz

emergentfutures:

For the first time, more Americans subscribe to cable internet than cable TV

You can now officially think of American cable companies as internet service providers with a declining side business in television.

At the end of June, the number of people subscribing to broadband internet from the nine largest US cable companies (49,915,000) exceeded the number of television subscribers (49,910,000) for the first time. That’s according to a new tallyby Bruce Leichtman, president of Leichtman Research Group.

Full Story: Quartz

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Its racism, not “principled conservatism”: The South, civil rights, GOP myths — and the roots of Ferguson

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In 1941 the antropologist Ashley Montagu first proposed that the human species had no races in the biological sense; by the 1960s this was the dominant view in physical anthropology and evolutionary biology; and it has been the consensus view in those fields for decades. Scientists now agree that all that exists is gradual variability in what people look like, and in their genetic makeup, as one travels around the planet. In other words, while scientific knowledge has been moving away from race, census terminology has been reifying it.
Jefferson M. Fish, The Myth of Race (2013)

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Since the late 1970s, American society has been transformed in ways that point to the abandonment of liberal democracy and the welfare state while social policies have been promulgated that egregiously serve the interest of global markets. Within this period during which the liberal market gave way to a punitive form of casino capitalism or, as some call it, neoliberalism, the collective sense of ethical imagination and social responsibility towards those who are vulnerable or in need of care has been increasingly viewed as a scourge or pathology. One consequence is that within this new historical conjuncture, the practice of disposability expands to include more and more individuals and groups who have been considered redundant, consigned to zones of abandonment, surveillance and mass incarceration.
Henry A. Giroux (via azspot)

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Following Ferguson: Asian Americans Can Choose ‘Invisibility, Complicity, or Resistance’

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Composer: Giacomo Puccini (1858 - 1924)

Work: Vissi d’Arte from Tosca (1900)

Performer: Maria Callas, Orchestre de la Société des Concerts du Conservatoire; conducted by Georges Prêtre

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groundbeneath:

Robin Williams - What Dreams May Come

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poetictouch:

Sylvia Plath reads her poem Tulips

Tulips
by Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)

The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here.
Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in.
I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly
As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands.
I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions.
I have given my name and my day-clothes up to the nurses
And my history to the anesthetist and my body to surgeons.

They have propped my head between the pillow and the sheet-cuff
Like an eye between two white lids that will not shut.
Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in.
The nurses pass and pass, they are no trouble,
They pass the way gulls pass inland in their white caps,
Doing things with their hands, one just the same as another,
So it is impossible to tell how many there are.

My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water
Tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing them gently.
They bring me numbness in their bright needles, they bring me sleep.
Now I have lost myself I am sick of baggage——
My patent leather overnight case like a black pillbox,
My husband and child smiling out of the family photo;
Their smiles catch onto my skin, little smiling hooks.

I have let things slip, a thirty-year-old cargo boat
stubbornly hanging on to my name and address.
They have swabbed me clear of my loving associations.
Scared and bare on the green plastic-pillowed trolley
I watched my teaset, my bureaus of linen, my books
Sink out of sight, and the water went over my head.
I am a nun now, I have never been so pure.

I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free——
The peacefulness is so big it dazes you,
And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets.
It is what the dead close on, finally; I imagine them
Shutting their mouths on it, like a Communion tablet.

The tulips are too red in the first place, they hurt me.
Even through the gift paper I could hear them breathe
Lightly, through their white swaddlings, like an awful baby.
Their redness talks to my wound, it corresponds.
They are subtle : they seem to float, though they weigh me down,
Upsetting me with their sudden tongues and their color,
A dozen red lead sinkers round my neck.

Nobody watched me before, now I am watched.
The tulips turn to me, and the window behind me
Where once a day the light slowly widens and slowly thins,
And I see myself, flat, ridiculous, a cut-paper shadow
Between the eye of the sun and the eyes of the tulips,
And I have no face, I have wanted to efface myself.
The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.

Before they came the air was calm enough,
Coming and going, breath by breath, without any fuss.
Then the tulips filled it up like a loud noise.
Now the air snags and eddies round them the way a river
Snags and eddies round a sunken rust-red engine.
They concentrate my attention, that was happy
Playing and resting without committing itself.

The walls, also, seem to be warming themselves.
The tulips should be behind bars like dangerous animals;
They are opening like the mouth of some great African cat,
And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes
Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me.
The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea,
And comes from a country far away as health.

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rtamerica:

Holocaust survivor on police militarization: “Like little boys playing with toys”

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nevver:

Ferguson

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Ferguson

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mycolorbook:

"Once I spoke the language of the flowers, 

Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, 

Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, 

And shared a conversation with 

the housefly in my bed. 

Once I heard and answered 

all the questions of the crickets, 

And joined the crying of each 

falling dying flake of snow, 

Once I spoke the language of the flowers…

How did it go? 

How did it go?”

The Forgotten Language, Shel Silverstein

(S.C.Z.)

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cartoonpolitics:

"Terrorism has replaced Communism as the rationale for the militarization of the country [America], for military adventures abroad, and for the suppression of civil liberties at home. It serves the same purpose, serving to create hysteria" .. (Howard Zinn)

cartoonpolitics:

"Terrorism has replaced Communism as the rationale for the militarization of the country [America], for military adventures abroad, and for the suppression of civil liberties at home. It serves the same purpose, serving to create hysteria" .. (Howard Zinn)

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We, like those who opposed the long night of communism, no longer have any mechanism within the formal structures of power that will protect or advance our rights. We, too, have undergone a coup d’etat carried out not by the stone-faced leaders of a monolithic Communist Party, but by our largely anonymous corporate overlords. George Orwell wrote that all tyrannies rule through fraud and force, but that once the fraud is exposed they must rely exclusively on force. We have now entered the era of naked force. The internal security and surveillance state, justified in the name of the war on terror, will be the instrument used against us.
Chris Hedges in Days of Destruction, Days of Revolt (via lifting-of-the-veil)
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Gertrude of Arabia, the Woman Who Invented Iraq

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