Hey, I liked kartoo.com! It uses a bit of Flash, but it makes sense! You get your search-result as a little map with additional info in a side-bar. Give it a try!

The classic book about the Stones! I finally managed to read it. Tony Sanchez was Keith Richard's dealer for eight years and he's got quite a lot of stories to tell. Interesting view at the sixties and the seventies. Lots of junkie-stuff, juicy details about Mick Jagger and the death of Brian Jones. Great, hard-hitting writing and funny pictures. If you have a slight interest in pop-culture you absolutely don't wanna miss this one!

Order it through this site and make me richer than Mick Jagger!

The old Beatles vs.Stones-debate is lame by the way. It's like Kiss vs. Ac/Dc in the eighties. Fuck, Kiss were a bunch of guys dressing up with make-up and expensive special-effects. Compare that to Ac/DC! Sure, the Beatles... They were brilliant too. But the Beatles were pop while the Stones were nasty! And the guys from Liverpool were into merchandising and creating a fake image. They did all these stupid movies and they were basically the first boygroup. The Stones were something else. They had a much deeper understanding of spacing out and throwing yourself into the sound. I'm listening to an old collection of their classics right and I'm not even old enough to get sentimental. But it's just so much more radical than what Avril or whatever her name is puts out.

The story behind "Street Fighting Man" is kind of nice. Mick Jagger got trapped in one big marsh. When people recognized him, people wanted autographs and forgot their political motives. The security had to get him out there. What a great song. It's playing so much with the expectation of the listener. You keep expecting a different sort of chorus, but it doesn't happen. The congas come in and the whole thing really makes you listen to the lyrics and all that. This is where Ton, Steine, Scherben comes from "The time is right for revolution." That's the spirit. Uh-oh, "Midnight Rambler" coming up.

Eine gute Sammlung mit rund 1486 Comicseiten online gibt es bei ddr-comics.de

How about masturbating for peace!

This is the poster used in the German Democratic Republic when the movie came out behind the wall in 1987. It was the blockbuster no.1 in the GDR that year.

I'm speechless!

Around 1998 I hung out at the Sevastopol, a legendary Russian bar in Bremen. Unfortunately it's not around anymore. I drank with Herr Kappen of the GfG and he asked me what the trend of the new Millennium what be. "Western", I said. "We're gonna have a new type of Western based on the old idea of the american frontier which has gotten more and more mobile over the years."

He didn't know what I was talking about, but then again his job was creating good design and not studying the subtext of popular trash-culture, I guess. So, I told him about Buffalo Bill and how the Western-myth is the ultimate sort of revisionism.

"Ours is a moving frontier," James Hall wrote in his "Tales of the Border" in 1835 and that's all you need to know about the foreign politics of the US.

It's sad since the ethics of the Western hero obviously do not work in the real world. What about Afghanistan? Who's dealing with the nuclear nightmare?

"Cards on the tale", "dead or alive" and all that shit Bush says when he should be practicing diplomacy....
He's too childish to realize that the UN is a new experiment for mankind. People decided we were done with the middle-ages after WWII. We wanted to talk about things first now. But that might be hard to understand if you believe that buying a gun means independence.

It's interesting how the US-gouvernment relates to the Western-myth all the time. All these caricatures like Ashcroft, Cheney and Rumsfeld trying to appear like tough gunmen who know better what's right or wrong than all the Eastern aka. European Greenhorns.

Kurt Vonnegut called them "the C-students" in an interview over at In These Times. But it would be foolish to underestimate these master of illusion though. All that forged material which is supposed to prove that Iraq has something to do with the events of 9-11 reinforces what John Ford once said about his Western-movies: "It not the way it was, it's the way it ought to be."

"This is the West. When the legend becomes fact, print the legend." -the publisher of a newspaper in "The man who shot Liberty Valance"

Now, the image of the Gunslinger of the Wild West has been replaced by what Richard Goldstein calls the Neo-Macho Man who comes straight out of action-movies starring Bruce Willis, Steven Seagul and all their neoconservative friends. But it's still the same old bullshit.

-Uncle Sam's Other War: Biotech vs. the European Union by Carmelo Ruiz-Marrero at alternet.org

The US refuse to label their genetically altered food since they're afraid it would make the goods look like they are some sort of soylent green. Yes, that's why the EU wants you guys to label your damned Butterfingers! We don't wanna eat plastic!

-Some nice old Model Rocketry Ads from the age of the new frontier over here.

One of the most underestimated formats is Quick Time Virtual Reality or QTVR. Even though it's pretty easy to stitch panorama-pictures together and create hotspots for navigation, I haven't seen much original stuff in QTVR. There were some nice experiments with moving pictures inside a QTVR-movie two years ago. Does anyone know what happened to that? Anyway, boingboing.net has posted some cool links with great QTVR-stuff:

Cang Xin - Performance at Casula Powerhouse,

Boy in a bubble,

QTVR blog with more great shit

The inside of someone's mouth

Anatomical QTVR at it's best

Art Spiegelman, best known for Maus, resigned from the New Yorker to protest "widespread conformism of the mass media."

His new series "In the Shadow of No Towers" is published by Forward and some installements will be posted on the web.

"(Q) Is it possible that the media is more reactionary than their readers?

"I don't think so at all, not after reading in the polls that George W. Bush is the most admired man in America. The world I see is very different from what they see. Those who think like me are condemned to the margins because the critical alternative press of the Vietnam War era no longer exists. The NYT chose to remain silent about the enormous protest marches that took place during the summer; and the readers of The Nation, the only major publication with any guts, are at most 50 thousand: that's nothing in a country as large as ours."

The Beastie Boys have released a new song against the war which they offer as a free MP3-download (4.4 MB)

Here is a much smaller version for the Media Player (832 kb)

Ich bin nicht Tony Sanchez, soviel ist klar. Mein Leben findet auf dem Microlevel dessen statt, was die geneigte StammleserInnenschaft in Zeiten der Muße im Buche "Up and Down with the Rolling Stones" nachlesen mag. Bill Wyman Wiebusch tauschte das Buch gegen eine Remittenden-Ausgabe von "Fight Club", die mir Susanne geschenkt hat. Man soll Bücher nicht weiterverschenken, aber es ist eine ebay-Gesellschaft after all... And I'm a bookcrooser! Das führt dazu, daß meine alltäglichen Probleme wieder auf den Basis-Level reduziert worden. Rezession, here we come, here we come, Saprize, wir beißen Dich in den Arsch. Was für ein Tag in dieser ereignisreichen Woche, die von Mord und Todschlag bestimmt wird.

Ich stehe auf und schabe den letzten Rest Kaffee zusammen um mich selbst in einen glaubwürdigen Zustand zurück zu verwandeln. Anti-Manifesto blasting from the speakers. "Consider this critic a cretin....So full of shit..."

Was bin ich alt geworden. All das was war und vor allem das was niemals geklappt hat. Ich sehe raus aus dem Fenster. Im Hinterhof ist eine neue Nachbarin eingezogen. Ist das die kleine Putze, die ich sowieso schon so toll finde? Oben im dritten gafft der besoffene Russe im Feingerippten aus dem Fenster. Der verrückte Alte sortiert unten die falsch aussortierten Flaschen während ein paar gestörte ABM-Ich mach irgendwas-Fuzzis im Vorderhaus mit ihrer Band eine schauerliche Darbietung zeitgenössischer Rockkultur zu Gehör tragen. Frühstück mit den Irren da draußen vor dem Fenster. Ich winke ihnen zu um sie in ihrem Tun zu animieren. They make my day, fuck.

Rein in's Internet. Guten morgen, guten morgen, ich bin auch schon da, den Geruch von Bier und Nikotin im Haar, ein neuer Tag, ein neuer Tag. In den Logs der Welt fröhnt man wieder mal dem Hedonismus und jammert.Die GEJEND RUND UMS ALTE BERLIN-TOKYO SOLL VERSTEIGERT WERDEN.

Hilfeschreie in den Äther der Rezession. Ich rufe meine Freunde an. Kann nicht arbeiten. Hulk muß weg von Monitor.

Raus auf die Straße und dann wieder eine dieser großen Entscheidungen. Die zwei Dollar gleich für Essen verprassen oder ein Ticket nach Norden bezahlen um Schulden einzutreiben. Die Kontrollettis haben sich vermehrt und das Kopfgeld wurde auf 40$ angeschraubt. Keine Pfandflaschen mehr. Ich zähle die Münzen. Nur noch 2-Cent-Münzen als Reserve. Schöne Aussichten für den Rest des Jahres. "Guten Tag, es geht mir gut." Berühmte Rockstars kreuzen meinen Weg. Sie wohnen in der Nachbarschaft und man trifft sich beim lokalen Plus an der Kasse. Auch der Rockstar trägt seine Plastikflaschen durch die Gegend und schimpft über die Dummheit der Getränke-Industrie. Ich schnorre eine Kippe und fahre doch nach Norden. Plus-Elend mit Rockstar-Pfandgeld-Gelaber am Arsch ist mir zuviel. Ich bin der böse Bruder von Ton Sanchez. "I was given the wrong type of backstage pass, however, and in the midst of a wrangle with a security man I suddenly realized it was all over."

Runter in die U-Bahn. Kottbusser Tor, der Automat, die volle Packung. Die Maschine nimmt keine 2-cent-Stücke. Wechseln oder schwarfahren. Eine alte Frau türkischer Herkunft will mir eine gestempelte Tageskarte für drei Euro verkaufen. Ich habe nur zwei Euro und ein paar cents. Ein abgerissener Fahrradkurier schenkt mir einen 10er. Ich überlege doch noch schwarz zu fahren. hey, 2 Euro 10!

Leo sitzt in seinem Büro, was für ein Projekt angeheuert wurde, was dann doch eher stiefmütterlich von der Förderung behandelt wurde. Wir reden über Dean Reed und machen Geschäfte. Big bad Tony sammelt für den Frieden.

Im Büro gibt es einen Drucker und ich bin begeistert. Drucken ist teuer. Als Autor muss man sich Menschen mit Laserdrucker-Zugang warm halten.

Im Untergeschoß sitzen reiche Rotznasen und vermarkten irgendwas mit Bildrechten für das Internetz. Wie lächerlich! Pappelallee. Roots and Reggae, Dub and HipHop, the kids are alright. Einige der besten Plattenläden der Republik machen Sound für die Straße. Der Frühling ist fast schon irgendwie in Sicht. Ich besuche Nora, die sich irgendwas im Knöchel gebrochen hat und mit gewaltiger Cyborg-Manschette danieder liegt. Klassischer Pogo-Unfall. Sie sieht trotzdem toll aus und schon bald kommen weitere Heinzelmännchen um die Diva zu bekochen. Wir reden über die Dinge. Ein gewisser Herr Schreck.treibt weiter sein Unwesen und man wird im Internetz plötzlich von Leuten denunziert, die man ansatzweise im gleichen Boot wähnte.

Nee, Ihr passt auf, Ihr scheiß Nazis! Wir machen keine Gefangenen!

"You can rearrange my face, but you can't rearrange my mind."

Wir sind so gut weil die anderen so schlecht sind, wie es Mario Mentrupp mal formulierte. Fucking Invisibles, eh?

"Personally, I believe that if you can feel sympathy for a ridiculous superhero and not for an ordinary, lonely man tending a sick animal then there's something desperately wrong with your emotions and your priorities."

Grant Morrison:

Ich sah The Enemies den anderen Tag in der Köpi mit der Hausband, die sich "the Real Enemies" nannten (supergeil!). Nach reichlich Lorbeeren für die Enemies mußte man auch eh gehen. Immerhin sind diese ja auch Mitglied der mächtigen B.O.B.-Familie und überhaupt. Ein Erweckungserlebnis. Punker, kommst Du nach Berlin...

Martha und Baschar waren am Wochenende zu Besuch. Wir sind ganz schön groß geworden und die anderen sind so doof. Gerede über die kleinen Geheimnisse und die essentiellen Dinge. Baschar will sich unbedingt noch prügeln, aber im Franken wird das schwierig. Später will ich auch, aber es passiert nichts mehr.

Drunk as fuck. Zurück zum Keeper und den letzten Dollar versaufen. "Dies ist erst der Anfang." "Gibt es ein Morgen?" "Ich weiß nicht, gibt's du mir noch eins?"

Zurück an die Werkbank. Weg mit dem Kater. The most important thing is work.

Schon bald werde ich meine Bude mit einem Mitbewohner teilen, der eigentlich nur auf der Durchreise ist. Der erste April wird ein echter Spaß werden.

Ich checke immer wieder meine Statistik und ich kann Euch sehen. Ihr seid ca. 57 tägliche Bookmarks plus ein paar Suchmaschinen-Gäste und Ihr seid nicht allein.

Es weht ein Wind....

"Since the end of the cold war, the United States has been trying to come up with an operating theory of the world—and a military strategy to accompany it.  Now there’s a leading contender.  It involves identifying the problem parts of the world and aggressively shrinking them.  Since September 11, 2001, the author, a professor of warfare analysis, has been advising the Office of the Secretary of Defense and giving this briefing continually at the Pentagon and in the intelligence community.  Now he gives it to you."

Interesting story in Esquire by Thomas P.M. Barnett, U.S. Naval War College

I love all these funny parodies of movie-posters! Thanks to Alex for sending even more (you should work on your page, man! Need any help?

There are more funny pictures over here on an extra-page. Too bad I can't give any one credits for them...

Germany stinks and France stinks, ok, but do we need some desperate cowboy with Big Boots and a tiny little wiener tell us what to do?

Those sites are scary! Is anyone out there really that ignorant and stupid or is it just a joke? Check out the "Bad Guy"-section within Big Boots. Looks like Alec Baldwin and Sean Penn have to move to Europe too before some mindless redneck blows their brains out....

AlterNet calls it a bloodless trance . I would call it censorship.

The only chance of protest in the US seems to be buying airtime. Now the big bosses decided that's too dangerous (due to the explicit content, I guess...) TV networks have banned the ads produced by True Majority while the Village Voice reports that Desertstorm part II action figures and bubblegum-cards are on their way to Walmart, Toy R'us and Amazon. I love the "battle-worn" playset. Too bad it's sold out already!

Here's a nice list by concerned parents calling themselves lionlamb: The Dirty Dozen-12 Toys To Avoid. For some reason it also includes the "Nerf Blastin’ Zurg from Toy Story".....

"LOS ANGELES (AP)

The federal building in Westwood became a focal point for anti-war demonstrators on Saturday, with a few women stripping to their thongs and a separate group led by actor Danny Glover marching down Wilshire Boulevard to protest a possible war with Iraq.

(...)

The women who shed their clothes were followers of the Raelian sect, who believe life on Earth was created by space aliens."

story at sfgate.com

This is so funny! "Not any more!!!" Those Americans!

"Sexy singer Britney Spears has further tarnished her pop princess reputation - after being thrown out of a Los Angeles nightclub for smoking.

The Stronger hitmaker was on a night out in Hollywood with pals when her tobacco habit fell foul of California's strict anti-smoking laws - and the door policy at Tinseltown hotspot Joseph's.

And when she refused to stub out her cigarette, sources say Britney was swiftly ejected. . .

"She thinks that because she's Britney Spears, she can smoke if she wants to - but not any more. Those days are over."

->TeenMusic.com, 2003-03-06

Ok, how long has 8march2003.com been up there? Has anyone seen the original page before March 2003?

I can't believe I haven't heard this story before... Links like that are sent around all the time. So, it this a hoax like the tourist guy on top of the WTC, is it part of a campaign for a movie-production or is someone really playing Noah out there?

There is supposed to be an ARK II somewhere in the mountains of Australia, but just read it for yourself. The confusing thing is the Mountainsub-site with the same story and a different location. The guy who came second claims the ARk II is build somewhere in South America. And then there is this crazy competition (see bottom of the page) with a cia-mail-address which has just changed from competition@cia.com to competition@cia.au. So, check out the domains cia.com and cia.com.au. Strange, eh?

Did you read it? Ok, it's a hoax!

Always check out the Urban Legends Research Centre before you act!

Here is another great hoax with amazing pictures!

Marvel Comics' new Max-line is just in time for deconstructing Western-myths with the "Rawhide Kid" by Ron Zimmerman and the original artist John Severin, who must be in his eighties now. It's the revival of an old series from the fourties which continued within Marvel's old Western-line until the seventies. Max-Editor Axel Alonso has been successfully relaunching titles with some sort of controversial direction for quite some time now. Some were brilliant and some were boring. This one is a joke and it doesn't seem like the author has any sort of understanding of homosexuality.

There is that annoying big sticker on the cover saying "Parental Advisory-Explicit Content". I didn't find any explicit content and they're probably not talking about the lame brawl inside the saloon in the middle of the story. Is it meant the way that kids are not supposed to read a book with a gay protagonist? What's wrong with that? Concerned parents of America, you're full of shit! Fuck your 1887-family values!

Didn't you know that Captain America is gay as well? Haven't you heard of Batman and Robin?

Just look at the costumes! Would anyone who is not a faggot read crappy superhero-books? Your kid is probably jerking off while thinking of that hunk Daredevil right now!

And let me tell you that Marvel will put out a series about a lesbian couple next! I can see your daughter burn her cheerleader-uniform already.

Adam Goldberg's new film I love your work, starring Giovanni Ribisi,Josh Jackson, Elvis Costello, Franca Potente and Christina Ricci, is all about weblogs. Haven't we heard that one before? I'm missing Meg Ryan!

"What was that romantic comedy with Tom Hanks called again," the producer asked. "it must have made a gazillion dollars! Let's replace the E-Mail with one of those ultra-hip weblogs. Get us an aging old American idol. Let's say Henry Rollins. No, too macho! Make that Elvis Costello. And get us some hot new chicks with an attitude. What's the name of the redhead in 'Run, Lola, Run' again?"

Fact is that weblogging Helen Jane made out with the right guy in Hollywood and now she's got the first paid job as a weblog-columnist since I love your work has it's own weblog telling you about the production. It's strictly commercial. No naughty pictures of Franca Potente and Christina Ricci. Have a look to witness the decline of blogworld.

Some of the old school-veterans might remember what happened to UseNet and the grand old servers back when there were only a handful of tough cowboys exploring the digital frontier. Well...

A lot of talk about all the new developments within the blogospehre. Google gets closer to being the ultimate website-catalogue of reviews with a ranking-system which might soon make some ultimate monster-critic the new darling of the media. On the Trail of the Memex - Vannevar Bush, Weblogs and the Google Galaxy by Dennis G. Jerz over at dichtung-digital.org is a so-called must-read for everyone out there. Another interesting approach is the World of ends. Then again we should not forget the big old pioneers like Marshall McLuhan and Vannevar Bush. Way more people should have read McLuhan during the Nineties. As we may think, an essay by Bush from 1945, is currently quoted all over the big-mouth-weblogs due to the term Memex. Read it, it's inspiring.

US pay-TV broadcasts a seance with the dead Princess Di for $14.95. The séance was filmed in Paris by a British mystic called Oonagh Shanley-Toffolo. "She asked me to tell the world about the real Princess Diana and not the person portrayed to the world," he says. Well, all that is known about the result is that Di claims there are lots of otters up there where she is. Catch the Spirit of Diana

The Hustler sends a crew to Iraq to find out what's really going on. Nowadays you have to rely on old "freedom of speech"-veterans like Mr.Flynt to get the truth out there.

lots of great posters over at moderndrunkardmagazine.com

Weblog-Klischee-Alarm: Wie oft müßen wir noch vom Gang zum Tabakwarenladen hören?

Ich habe ja neuerdings mit dem verrauchen von Singlepacks begonnen. Bisher nervte bei den bisherigen Versuchen, die Kippensteuer zu unterlaufen, immer die doppelte Papierschicht. Jetzt ist "stecken, schmecken, sparen" aber rezessionsmäßig trendy wiederentdeckt worden und West hat so'n Vorderlader-Gadget rausgehauen. Damit schiebt man den Tabak in die Hülse und zieht dabei die Allhülle raus. Funktioniert okay, aber irgendwie sind die Kippen etwas kürzer und insgesamt hat man wahrscheinlich am Tabak gespart. Is' aber bei 2,20$ für 30 Stück fast noch eine freundliche Form von Räuberei. Schlimmer ist nur, daß man jetzt in Tabakläden geht und obszöne Gesten mit den Händen machen muß um zu erhalten, wonach es einem verlangt... Ich demonstrierte heute einer älteren Kiosk-Besitzerin, die mit der Bestellung der "Singlepacks von West" nicht anfangen konnte, was ich mit den kleinen Scheißern zu tun gedachte. Diese war schockiert und erwiderte, daß sie nur Zigaretten verkaufen würde. Mein Stammdealer weiß inzwischen, worum es mir geht.

"The United States is considering direct military intervention in Colombia for the first time following the murder of an American and the kidnapping of three others, all suspected CIA agents.

The US embassy in Colombia has recommended Washington make a 'major response' to the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia (Farc) rebels responsible, and American officials have confirmed that military action is being considered to recover the men from the dense jungles of the southern province of Caqueta.

They were captured after their plane crashed into the jungle suffering engine trouble. Despite the swift arrival of the Colombian army, the rebels spirited three survivors away after executing one American and the Colombian pilot who are thought to have put up a struggle.

Washington has refused to release any information about the men, entrenching the belief that they were CIA agents on a surveillance mission."

Story by Martin McNamara from Caqueta, Colombia in The Observer

"There was only one problem with President George W. Bush's claim Thursday that the nation's top economists forecast substantial economic growth if Congress passed the president's tax cut: The forecast with that conclusion doesn't exist. Bush and White House Press Secretary Ari Fleischer went out of their way Thursday to cite a new survey by "Blue-Chip economists" that the economy would grow 3.3 percent this year if the president's tax cut proposal becomes law. That was news to the editor who assembles the economic forecast. "I don't know what he was citing," said Randell E. Moore, editor of the monthly Blue Chip Economic Forecast, a newsletter that surveys 53 of the nation's top economists each month."

US-Präsident George W Bush hat sich am Donnerstag vergangener Woche auf die Vorhersagen führender US-Ökonomen gestützt. Diese prognostizieren seinen Angaben zufolge ein Wirtschaftswachstum von 3,3 Prozent, wenn der Kongress die von Bush geplanten Steuerkürzungen genehmigt. Das Problem: Die Studie, auf die der Präsident sich höchst wahrscheinlich beruft, gibt es nicht. Ein Editor des monatlich erscheinenden "Blue Chip Economic Forecast", auf die Bush sich augenscheinlich bezieht, weiß nicht, wovon der Präsident redet.

Popmoderne Behauptungssgesllschaft. Lüge und Realität gehen Hand in Hand wenn es um die schönste Geschichte geht bzw. die, die am schönsten klingt und von einer Test-Audience in Iowa für prima befunden wurde.

full story at newsday.com

"Forget what you know about first person shooters. Walk a week in the Postal Dude’s shoes. Freely explore full 3-D open ended environments. Interact with over 100 unique NPC's including Gary Coleman, marching bands, dogs, cats and elephants, protesters, policemen and civilians, with or without weapons. POSTAL 2 is all about choice; experiment with everyone and everything.

And remember ...it's only as violent as you are!"

Fuck, I really hate videogames, but
Postal 2 sounds like a lot of fun!

Darius James is back from travelling around the world and he has a new book out called Voodoo Stew It's bilingual and it was published by the uncanny Verbrecherverlag. Here's an excerpt from the book.

Darius James hat seine Weltreise beendet und ein neues Buch namens Voodoo Stew am Start. Das Buch ist ebenso bilingual wie diese Site und beim total verrückten und extrem hippen Verbrecherverlag erschienen. Ein Auszug aus dem Buch kann hier gelesen werden. Eine andere Fassung des Interviews mit Johnny Depp gibt es exklusiv bei edition-panel.de

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