The Thia government has issued a list of songs it would like to ban in order to combat sexual promiscuity.
The ministry says it wants state-run radio and television to stop using all the songs on the list.Errr.... yeah. I could be totally wrong, but isn't Thailand's capital Bangkok? As in, the city where you go to have sex with 13 year old girls or boys, or both, depending on how messed up you are?Announcing the list Thursday, MR Chakrarot Chitrabongs, permanent secretary to the culture ministry, said he did not think the ban was in any way an infringement of individual rights.
Instead, allowing such songs to be played on air could be construed as violating the rights of people who disliked them, The Nation quoted him as saying.
Rather than being overly conservative, he said the agency was simply doing its job preventing negative changes to Thai society.
Aside from "Big Flabby Buttocks" ("Tai Aon Yaon"), songs featured on the ministry's blacklist include such titles as "Secret Lover" ("Choo Tang Jai"), "One Woman, Two Men" ("Nueng Ying, Song Chai") and "I Know That, But I Still Love You" ("Tang Roo Koh Rak").
I mean, I understand you have to start somewhere, but I would start with -- I dunno -- maybe the child prostitution rackets, and then work your way down the cesspool to the dirty songs from there.
From A Skateboard King Who Fell to Earth:
"When I heard that Gator walked in to the police and confessed to murder, I got sick," Tony Hawk, a veteran pro skater, remembered in a recent interview. "I couldn't skate for the rest of the day."I was so torn up when I heard about that baby dying in the SUV I didn't play my necromancer for the rest of the day.
Well, ok. A couple hours at least.
Everquest geek alert: 54-65 Fast for the necromancer.
Didn't want to lose the article, so I blogged it.
But Infiltration does. I've been jealous of the courageous urban exploreres for so long... there are so many sites that I've wanted to explore, but for some reason I never feel, I' don't know, allowed.
Kind of weird, now that I think about it.
An email conversation with a friend instigated a quick and lazy websearch for information on how to make musical instruments, and I found one on doing it with trash.
If you know me personally, you know this page pleased me for obvious reasons.
I've been reading Cryptonomicon by Neil Stephenson the last few nights.
It's amazing how reading a book about cryptostuff will increase your paranoia about how transparent your everday life is.
We’re in a strange moment right now where everyone who uses the internet seems to be cognoscente at some level that it has its weaknesses from a security standpoint. So if you sit down and talk to most people who use e-mail they are aware at some level that their e-mail really isn’t private. Everyone hears about crackers breaking into systems all the time. Everyone who uses a cell phone must understand at some level that it’s a radio, a walkie-talkie, and every word they say is being broadcast in a way that anyone with a scanner could pick it up and listen to it.I'm not really clear, about how I feel about it all... in some moments it feels awfully self obsessed to believe that some government agency would care what I said in my emails, but then other times it seems like I should worry that I'm being watched.People know these things but nobody acts on it, which I find kind of interesting. Historically there is not a lot of actual spying on people’s email that goes on. It happens, but it doesn’t seem to be causing serious problems for very many people. The same is kind of true for cell phones.