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Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Minolta lenses!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Sony a65 with the 16-50f2.8
Friday, February 24, 2012
10 Things You Should Never Say To A Photographer
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Hell Explained
Sunday, February 19, 2012
iPhone Diaries #440: Guelph Symphony Orchestra
Friday, February 17, 2012
The Final Word(s)
Anyway, look, the world is tiny. It's a speck of nothing in a universe of predictable mathematical function. We don't know how it started. That's irrelevant. It exists, we can prove itdoes, end of story. We all agree upon the existence of dirt and the existence of air and the existence of an amount of matter that we simply are not capable of mentally visualizing that lies beyond the razor-thin atmosphere of our rock. That matter is a tiny percentage of the universe. We are nothing. It's not a secret or a plot by grumpy scientists. It is there and anyone can test it themselves using the same methods the researchers did. It's openly available knowledge. No political bias, no spin. Look for yourself.
What isn't there is any evidence of God. At all. Not inconclusive evidence, not evidence that's up for debate--nothing. Apparently God acts upon the material (read: physical, testable, intrinsically falsifiable) universe to have his will be done and yet, in touching things, he leaves no fingerprints. The only thing in the entire universe that supports the existence of God is the opinion of a portion of a collection of primates living in a tiny habitable region of a tiny little planet orbiting an ordinary star in a galaxy among legion.
That, and a "feeling" in your heart. Or, better yet, your brain. The same place that every other one of those primates felt feelings and convictions. All of them--think about that--every last one. But it doesn't matter if we are going to keep agreeing that the universe exists. It exists because all of the humans can test it individually and come up with the exact same results every single time. That’s the kind of thing you build policy on.
I can't take away your right to believe in magic spells. You are firmly within your constitutional rights to believe in Zeus or Allah or Superman and cite their respective texts as evidence that they are real. You can cite your feelings as proof enough to have the moral impetus to say policy should be decided on the Word of DC Comics. But you are wrong. If there was a Creator, he is not here. Bushes didn't catch fire and talk and magic lightning bolts didn't carve commandments into stones. Jonah didn't live in a fucking whale. Jesus didn't perform miracles. It's bullshit like every magical legend of Gods and demigods ever told, only you believe *this* story. You "feel" like this one's the right one. I mean, fuck Aristotle for existing too early. Tough shit, dude.
I cannot, in the slightest and on pain of death, quietly allow ignorance, superstition, paranoia and ritual to ever again dictate to other people on this tiny rock how to live their lives, either actively through coercion or passively through talk of "teachings." Keep your ritual cannibalism and your fancy robes and your castles for old men with interesting gilded hats, please. Exercise your right to your own religion. But you're wrong. You're painfully wrong and it should be obvious because you are telling someone else that they are going to burn for doing what makes them happy. You are telling them to feel shame. You are telling them whether it's a choice or not. That should scream wrong to you. It should keep you up at night that you are entitled to cast these stones. Fuck your church. Fuck your beliefs.
How's that feel? You angry yet? Offended because I'm coming out of nowhere and challenging you on the level of what your heart tells you is true? Well, welcome to a club that often waves a rainbow flag, dude, because your high-and-mighty-hide-behin
Thank you, Jack!
reprinted with permission from Jack. Have a look at Jack's Blog for a look at the disappearing art of the paragraph-long sentence!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Moxie and Belle
Shooting Stills and Video... successfully!
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
equilateral ice on ice
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Hockey-in-the-Woods
JS Bach, 23 French Suite No. 6, BWV 817, E major_ Sarabande
(A newer version with the right credits will be uploaded next week).
Monday, February 6, 2012
"Snowed": Excellent video using the GH2 in low light!
Montage of a snowed covered Occupy LSX at St Pauls filmed with the Panasonic GH2, 20mm f1.7 lens
by Felix Goncalez
The Environmental Disaster that is happening NOW!
First Nation Community members voice the effects of the Tar Sand industries.
Over 11 million litres of toxic water leaches from industrial Tar Sands tailings ponds each day.
4 billion litres of contaminated tailings water already enters the groundwater each year, and new projects could expand this number to over 25 billion litres within a decade.
Tailings ponds are known to contain dozens of toxic contaminants like heavy metals, polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons (PAHs) and naphthenic acids. Naphthenic acids in particular break down very slowly and therefore pose a long-term threat to the groundwater of the region. The tailings ponds sit upriver from the Peace-Athabasca Delta, one of the world’s largest inland freshwater deltas and home to Fort Chipewyan where residents already have serious concerns about pollution and their health.
Tailings ponds are built on bare ground with walls made out of earthen materials. Both Alberta and federal legislation prohibits the discharge of toxic materials into the environment, but tailings ponds leakage is sanctioned by the Alberta permitting process.
"Embedded"
Nature's Swarovski (Happy Valentine's!)
Random acts of Niceness
Friday, February 3, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
A variation on the Rule of Thirds... and that inner glow.
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