Posts Tagged ‘cults’

Aum Shinrikyo Chemist Loses Final Appeal

February 15th, 2011 No comments

Creative Commons image by Torsodog.

The death penalty has been affirmed for Masami Tsuchiya, the chemist who developed the sarin gas used in Aum Shinrikyo’s 1995 Tokyo subway attack. Depending on the source, the attack either killed 12 or 13  people and injured somewhere between 50 and over a thousand, depending on how you reckon such things — with a total of 6,000 seeking medical treatment.

Of the 13 cult members sentenced to death for their role in the attacks, Tsuchiya is the tenth to have his death penalty affirmed. Before being convicted in the Tokyo subway attack, he had already been convicted for an earlier sarin attack that killed 7 people in the city of Matsumoto.

Bizarrely, Masami Tsuchiya shares both first and last name with a Japanese rock musician.

According to an article in the Wall Street Journal‘s Japan Realtime section:

The leader of the cult, Shoko Asahara, already sits on death row. He was sentenced to death in February 2004, ending an eight-year trial that found him guilty of 13 crimes. Mr. Asahara, whose real name is Chizuo Matsumoto, lost his final appeal to overturn his death sentence in September 2006. In all, the death sentence has been finalized for 10 of the 13 found guilty, according to NHK.

The cult remains active today with about 1,500 followers and 34 facilities across the country, according to 2009 statistics compiled by Japanese authorities maintaining surveillance on the group. But membership numbers have dropped sharply from its peak in the 1990s when it reached the tens of thousands.

Japan, of course, possesses what just may be the world’s creepiest hanging chamber, which is saying something.

Hanging is specified in the Japanese Constitution as the method by which the condemned are executed, a practice that dates to the Meiji Period (1868-1912). After a de facto four-year moratorium owing to political debate on the issue, Japan resumed executing people in 1993. Though the number of people sentenced to death since 1993 is over 700, fewer than 100 people have been executed in that period.

Treason and homicide are punishable by death in Japan, but in cases of homicide it’s only multiple murders with special circumstances that qualify a defendant.

The Aum Shinrikyo cult’s belief system is syncretic, meaning it incorporates elements of different religions — notably Buddhism, Christianity and Hinduism. Leader Shoko Asahara believes that the world is beset by conspiracies engineered by Freemasons, the British Royal Family, the Jews, and the Dutch. He preaches that the United States (which, he says, is the Beast from the Book of Revelation) is destined to launch a nuclear World War III against Japan, killing everyone except the members of Aum Shinrikyo, who will survive the End Times.

Sarin is a nerve agent with effects similar to some pesticides. It was developed in Germany at the beginning of World War II and was loaded into artillery shells there, but was never used by the Germans in combat. It was produced in quantity both by the U.S. and the U.S.S.R. during the Cold War. It was one of the chemical weapons that Saddam Hussein’s Iraq supposedly had lots of, but only a single sarin attack was mounted by insurgents following the U.S. invasion. Their device was a dud, but two U.S. soldiers were treated for sarin exposure.

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“Forgive me father, for I have sinned?” There’s an app for that!

February 9th, 2011 1 comment

From the user reviews.

Why — yes, yes, it’s true. There’s now a Confessional app for the iPhone.

No, this isn’t like those special websites where you “confess” your erotic adventures and attract legions of Ukranian girls who want to “find love” with you, if you’ll just send them your social security number and banking information. Nope; this kind of confession is the usual kind — as in, the kind for us Catholics. It’s called Confession: A Roman Catholic App, and it’s weird. Just plain weird.

Still, it’s not nearly as scandalous as it may seem. In fact, it only mostly seems like it was invented by Father Guido Sarducci. Gothamist may headline its piece on the matter “Sorry, Confessing Your Sins To An iPhone Doesn’t Count,” but the sales copy makes it very clear what the $1.99 app is for — and it’s not meant to be your RoboPriest:

Designed to be used in the confessional, this app is the perfect aid for every penitent. With a personalized examination of conscience for each user, password protected profiles, and a step-by-step guide to the sacrament, this app invites Catholics to prayerfully prepare for and participate in the Rite of Penance. Individuals who have been away from the sacrament for some time will find Confession: A Roman Catholic App to be a useful and inviting tool.

The text of this app was developed in collaboration with Rev. Thomas G. Weinandy, OFM, Executive Director of the Secretariat for Doctrine and Pastoral Practices of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops, and Rev. Dan Scheidt, pastor of Queen of Peace Catholic Church in Mishawaka, IN. The app received an imprimatur from Bishop Kevin C. Rhodes of the Diocese of Fort Wayne – South Bend. It is the first known imprimatur to be given for an iPhone/iPad app.

From one of our users which we stand by:
it does not and can not take the place of confessing before a validly ordained Roman Catholic priest in a Confessional, in person, either face to face, or behind the screen. Why? Because the Congregation on Divine Worship and the Sacraments has long ruled that Confessions by electronic media are invalid and that ABSOLUTION BY THE PRIEST must be given in person because the Seal of the Confessional must be Protected and for the Sacrament to be valid there has to be both the matter and the form which means THE PRIEST.

So…no, you can’t get absolution by talking to your iPhone, or even talking to a priest on the phone. The Vatican even issued a statement to that effect. They sez that you still gotta go see the priest.

And if you think that makes it all not really that much less creepy, I’m with you.

Though I’ll admit, I’m very attracted by the app’s “Ability to add sins not listed in standard examination of conscience.” I mean…guys like me could have a lot of fun with that, right? Am I right?

Sorry, Confessing Your Sins To An iPhone Doesn’t Count

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Cool David Ehrenstein Tribute to Nico

January 28th, 2011 1 comment

There’s a lovely tribute to the late Warhol superstar and sometime Velvet Underground collaborator Nico over at novelist Dennis Cooper’s Blog.

The author, David Ehrenstein, presents it for “Nico Day” — did you even know it was Nico Day last weekend? I didn’t — and I bet Hallmark doesn’t, either. Anyway, the tribute features a great array of images and links to YouTube footage, much of it random-feeling — like the bits and pieces of Nico’s career.

The text is mostly factual and short on commentary until the very end, when there’s a bunch of truly bizarre text at the end that makes me think Ehrenstein mighta cut and pasted this from his Facebook page. It’s interesting on a whole ‘nother level.

The weirdness of the text at the end made me pontificate on the kind of crap I would have gone through in 1987 to find video footage of Nico, or anyone connected with the Velvet Underground, really.

Nico in "La Dolce Vita."

I would have driven to San Francisco and scoured the town’s second-hand record stores finally found a bootleg version of some Italian documentary on Nico on Beta at a vinyl joint in the Haight and then run out of gas on the way back and spent the night sleeping in the back seat of a ’76 Dodge parked in a cornfield, cradling the tape and crooning, “She’s a femme fatale…”

Then, said bootleg footage obtained, I would have hung out with some really creepy weirdo I met through my job at the grease factory who was the only person I knew who had a Beta machine and liked the Velvet Underground, with both of us staring at the screen and asking, “You’re sure you don’t know anyone who speaks Italian?”

Then, halfway through, when the guy’s girlfriend stumbled home from her job at the strip joint out on I-5 and proceeded to shoot up heroin in front of me and then vomit on my copy of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas while the eighteen minutes of Nico interview footage on the $50 Beta tape lapsed into an old half-demagnetized version of “The Good, The Bad and the Ugly,” I would have thought:

“This is it, man. I’m living the Bohemian dream.”

Those were the days, bubba. It’s a hell of a lot easier now; I just sit here drinking coffee and waiting for the Google Alerts to roll in.

Anyway, the piece came to me through a blog called Grounds for Appeal, which promises “Criminal Defense and Rock & Roll.” I’m not sure whether that’s cooler or less cool than “Comedy Traffic School” or tour guides who sing, so I’ll just leave it be.

British Medical Journal: Vaccine-Autism Link Was Fraud

January 5th, 2011 No comments

Public domain graph via Wikipedia.

A 1998 study of 12 patients in Lancet claimed to show a link between autism and childhood vaccines. The study spread panic among parents in the UK and the US, leading a significant number of parents to decide not to vaccinate their children for common childhood diseases, with measles vaccination rates dropping as low as 80% in Britain. CNN claims recent years have seen an increase in childhood measles.

Lancet fully retracted the study in 2010. An article in the British Medical Journal (BMJ) now says that study was an active and intentional fraud perpetrated by the study’s author, Dr. Andrew Wakefield. This follows the earlier revelation that Wakefield had been paid by a law firm that intended to sue vaccine manufacturers for the autism link, and that Wakefield failed to disclose that fact. CNN says in their article on the subject:

An investigation published by the British medical journal BMJ concludes the study’s author, Dr. Andrew Wakefield, misrepresented or altered the medical histories of all 12 of the patients whose cases formed the basis of the 1998 study — and that there was “no doubt” Wakefield was responsible.

“It’s one thing to have a bad study, a study full of error, and for the authors then to admit that they made errors,” Fiona Godlee, BMJ’s editor-in-chief, told CNN. “But in this case, we have a very different picture of what seems to be a deliberate attempt to create an impression that there was a link by falsifying the data.”


CNN also quotes the BMJ paper itself as saying:

“Meanwhile, the damage to public health continues, fueled by unbalanced media reporting and an ineffective response from government, researchers, journals and the medical profession.”

I couldn’t agree more. As with many medical studies, research with a tiny number of patients, and ambiguous results, was completely misconstrued in the first place. For years, deluded hippy parents have claimed a clear link between vaccines and autism, when none ever existed — even if Wakefield’s study had been accurate. I feel quite confident that people I know will jump in to defend the link between vaccines and autism even now, and frankly I’m not looking forward to having those conversations.

The panic spread by the idea that humans might be causing autism with childhood vaccinations spread like wildfire because too many people want to believe that the damage that corrupt human institutions do to this planet and to ourselves can be shown in every institution. This leads to misconstruing data in the case of worthless studies with tiny populations.

Now that it turns out the study was fraud to begin with — fraud for a specific and obvious financial gain — I suspect it will still serve as fuel for hippy assertions about childhood vaccines being damaging.

I don’t actually agree with BMJ’s editorial, quoted by CNN, that the damage in the field of autism itself is similarly dangerous:

“But perhaps as important as the scare’s effect on infectious disease is the energy, emotion and money that have been diverted away from efforts to understand the real causes of autism and how to help children and families who live with it,” the BMJ editorial states.

I don’t believe that at all; the two things are not of equivalent importance in my mind. As tragic as it is to misconstrue autism, I believe a distrust of vaccines has, overall, a far greater impact. Based on a study of 12 patients — 12 PATIENTS!!! — it has the potential to partially undo some of the greatest gains in public health achieved over the last hundred years. Even worse, this attitude helps cultivate a deep distrust of the medical profession specifically by using the very worst aspects of the medical profession! By “the worst aspects,” I mean a tendency to draw clinical conclusions from too-scant data for the purpose of getting headlines.

That deep distrust cultivated by things like the vaccine link encourages people to misplace their medical anxiety, and to pay attention to spurious concerns rather than focusing on the places where medicine really runs off the rails — in the insurance sector,  in pharmaceutical-company malfeasance, and in rampant bureaucracy that results in a tragic lack of appropriate care for many patients.

But I’m with BMJ in thinking that misunderstanding autism is tragic and infuriating. It takes a little-understood disease and turns it into a weapon in the war against “the establishment.” It serves as a lightning rod for ill-advised distrust of “Western medicine,” allowing smugness to replace understanding. It turns those with autism into poster children for the breakdown of our medical system, instead of letting them be what they should: patients, clients and people.

Even though Wakefield was barred from practicing medicine in Britain in May of last year, the damage he did is incalculable.

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Phobias of World Leaders

January 3rd, 2011 No comments

Bush Cowboy Hat

This post isn’t brand new, but it’s great – Foreign Policy looked at the real – debilitating – phobias of world leaders. Did you know that cowboy Bush is so afraid of horses he can’t go near them? Dictators who callously end people’s lives in prison camps but can’t get on airplanes… Just, wow.

Link: Profiles in Phobia (

Boardwalk Empire’s Astounding Digital Effects (Brainstorm Digital)

January 1st, 2011 No comments

If you’ve gotten hopelessly hooked on Boardwalk Empire the way that I have, you’re going to love the video that special effects company Brainstorm Digital recently uploaded to their Vimeo channel. I had heard that the effects were unbelievable (you really can’t see any fakery when you watch the show), but I had no idea just how genius – and flawless – they really are.

It’s a nice thing to help with the Boardwalk Empire withdrawals, which I’m already experiencing as the show has finished its first season. Up there with Mad Men and True Blood, it is one of the only currently running TV shows (HBO) that I go out of my way to watch; it reminds me of Deadwood. It’s that incredible. In short, it’s a white-knuckle crime drama series set during America’s prohibition era, chock full of gangsters, a glorious range of female characters, and compellingly flawed anti-heroes. The acting is faultless, the violence and sex are unapologetic. The writing is off the hook, its dialogue is utter genius. It’s hard to watch Boardwalk Empire and not want to be in it, while at the same time feeling like you’re glad you didn’t have to live during that time.

That said, HBO really needs to do online streaming. I’d gladly pay to watch this show online.

(Brainstorm Digital is also on Twitter.)

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Techyum Loves The Derp Memebase

December 30th, 2010 3 comments

It’s okay if you don’t know what this means. Derp is a feeling, a state of mind. It also stands for Drug Effectiveness Review Project (mmm, spoonful of drugs), which makes total sense. We at Techderp are here to help: read the definition below and then prepare to have your nostrils become pressurized twin beverage cannons when you go visit The Derp Memebase. Ready, aim…

1. The word that describes a particularly retarded face.

2. “Derp is an expression sometimes used online to signify stupidity, much like the earlier forms of “duh” and “dur.” One of the first recorded instances of the term “derp” comes from a short-lived South Park character, Mr. Derp.

Definition #2 is from Know Your Meme, which has this great derp page and is hard at derp researching and evaluating herpa derpiness.

Thanks, Ms. Naughty!

Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer Marry Amid New Orleans Flash Mob, Celebrate by Staging Labyrinth With Sock Puppets

December 26th, 2010 No comments

There is a certain subset of the human race for whom viewing David Bowie’s performance in 1986′s Labyrinth was a coming-of-age experience that defined not only sensuality, but life itself. In fact, had the universe not dictated, before its inception, that fourteen billion years later there would be a David-Bowie-as-Jareth, these folks assert, there never would have been a Big Bang. In the same way Tim Curry as Frank-N-Furter inspired and inspires star-struck fandangos in the delirious faithful, The Goblin King, with his mullet and his eye makeup, is what it’s all about. And when I say what it’s all about, I mean what. It’s. ALL. About.

Weirdly, all those people seem to also love Neil Gaiman.

Well, leave it to Amanda Palmer of Boston’s Weimarpunk outfit the Dresden Dolls to ask Gaiman, who happens to be her new husband, to walk a mile in Bowie’s schlong, alongside sock puppets — in Edinburgh, no less — in this hilarious fan video/parody that damn near tops the Original Pink Five. It is featured prominently on Palmer’s YouTube channel, and was also distributed by Twitter, Twitter, Facebook, Facebook and blog post, in the kind of social-publishing “Take this! And that! And this! And some of this! And one of these!” that the pair specializes in. If you’re one of the faithful, you got it a couple of days earlier, on Palmer’s email list, which you should join if you’re into that sort of thing.

By the way, get your mind out of the gutter! A “schlong” is a mullet — that’s all! I have no idea if Bowie rents out his actual schlong, but I wouldn’t count on it. Besides, the line would be around the block.

As I was saying before I was interrupted by your filthy ruminations, Gaiman and Palmer are both known for dishing out beaucoups fan service — obsessive blogging and Tweeting, free songs, free stories, videos, personal messages and interactions, and frequent responses to fan questions — even, painstakingly, the rude ones. The two of them are poster children for social networking and new media as iconoclastic art forms, not to mention an ongoing Blitz of fan-appreciation.

This particular bit of iconoclasm is presented by Palmer, Gaiman, and the rest of the video’s crew with a hearty “A Very Bowie Xmas Gift… Love, AFP, Mr. Neil Gaiman, and Team Chaos Merry Xmas and Kwanzaa to all!!!” — perhaps in lieu of a wedding reception where they could invite all their fans. As I mentioned, the G-man is Palmer’s new husband. The pair announced their engagement back in January, 2010 in a co-Tweeting, multi-blogging jitterbug orgy. According to Offbeat Bride, they tied the knot in New Orleans last month for Gaiman’s birthday, with Gaiman in top hat and Palmer in statue-drag, as revealed in this video shot by Cat Mihos:

…but then, as it turns out from Gaiman’s blog post on the wedding, the whole thing was a surprise to him. He writes:

Next time we get married, I’ll marry the lady, not the statue, and there will be invited people and not a flash mob, and I’ll know it’s happening in advance, and there will be a paper and it will be legally recognised, but I cannot imagine it will be any more joyous than this was.

Surprise wedding, eh? Well, when you’re marrying the MC from Cabaret, such things tend to happen; Palmer recently completed a two-month run in that role at the American Repertory Theater in Cambridge. Having not seen it, I can only offer unsupported speculation, but that’s my specialty; Bigfoot (who attended the premier) just texted me that Palmer was born to play that role as surely as Bowie was born to play The Goblin King.

Offbeat Bride directs me to Palmer’s blog post on the wedding, which is absolutely uproarious (as is much of Palmer’s blogging), as well as Kyle Cassidy’s wedding album.

A Techyum congratulations to the lot of ‘em!

Meghan McCain’s Christmas Artillery

December 26th, 2010 No comments

You know, you find out some completely random stuff when you start leapfrogging around Twitter on Christmas.

Having somehow missed the fact that the Meghan McCain, the 26-year-old conservablogger spawn of don’t-ask-don’t-tell hater John McCain, wrote a 2008 children’s book called My Dad, John McCain (or maybe not having cared enough to remember it), I’m just now given to understand that while I was sleeping off my electoral hangover, the littlest McCain has become a voice for “progressive” members of the Republican party.

Should you worry that conservative females are merely sock puppets for a male-dominated party run by brain-dead sexist pigs and packed with retrograde thinking, Ms. McCain’s popularity proves the importance of women in Republican politics. Her progressive conservative ideas engender exactly the same support and attention that conservatives gave Sarah Palin:

Go ahead, pervert. Google it. I’m a Democrat, I would never.

Nor would my unwillingness to heap sexist bazoomba-searches even on a goofy figure like the pro-gay, anti-Arizona-immigration-law McCain, be paired with a willingness to treat her any more seriously than I would treat any conservablogger. My refusal to treat her as a piece of Google Meat, the way I might be tempted to treat, say, a female particle physicist, robot engineer, parachutist or computer hacker would not be altered by the fact that Ms. McCain doesn’t like Ann Coulter, is lukewarm on the Palinmonster and was apparently sent to her room by the conductors of her father’s wet hot steaming godawful indecisive bloody slaughtered mess of a presidential campaign.

Am I swayed by the strangely telling fact that that last article, in which she, conveniently after-the-fact (like ALL insiders in failed presidential campaigns), reveals the split between her father’s campaign and herself, was in the New York Times’ Fashion & Style section, a fact that might annoy Hillary Clinton? Am I swayed by Luisita Lopez Torregrosa’s assertion that McCain is a cultural force on par with Palin, Lady Gaga, Steig Larsson’s fictional bisexual computer-hacking protagonist Lisbeth Salander and (uhhhh….) Julian Assange’s reputed sexual assault victims?

Not at all.

After all, God and I have a deal. Every time I say ANYTHING nice about a conservative, He kills as many kittens as He can get His hands on. And the Big Cheese can generally get His hands on a whole lot of kittens, on pretty short notice. So don’t think I’m saying anything nice about McCain at all.

But what I will say something nice about is the delightful weapon McCain got from Santa for Christmas:

I am charmed, I tell you, charmed, to know that Twitter feels duty-bound to warn me this tweet might have “offensive media” attached to it. Far from being offended by the “Liberal Media” McCain posted, I am excited to hear the Republicans are boning up on their single-action shooting for the ’12 campaign, when hopefully lots of Republican “cowboys” will intelligentize the political discourse.

Surely Ms. McCain will then get to prove whether or not she’s as much of a “double action” maverick as her father — ie, whether she’ll go ape-shit over how much she loves Palin in order to make nice with the “party faithful,” exactly the way her father did with George W. Bush after the 2000 campaign. Anyway, it’s a .45 Long Colt Ruger Vaquero, blued. Check it:

Photo from Meghan McCain's Twitter/YFrog posting.

That’s a tasty game-getter. Lets hunt some elephants!

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A Million Random Digits

December 22nd, 2010 2 comments

One of the projects of the quasi-government think tank the RAND corporation shortly after its formation in the 1940s was research into the generation of random numbers.

This generated the publication of a book that seems like a great choice for any true weirdo on your holiday list: The 1955 hardcover A Million Random Digits with 100,000 Normal Deviates.

Need I say that, unless you’re a “true random numbers” geek, the book is for practical purposes what it promises to be? According to Wikipedia, “It was produced starting in 1947 by an electronic simulation of a roulette wheel attached to a computer, the results of which were then carefully filtered and tested before being used to generate the table.”

Not being a computer wonk, I have to imagine that the publication of the book in 1955 seems less bizarre to computer people than it does to me. What I do know is what Tom Jennings’ page on the book tells me:

If you’re not excessively math literate, you’ll have to accept at face value that truly random numbers are not only excruciatingly useful, but extremely hard to produce. So-called “Monte Carlo” techniques, where a random starting point is chosen for working out a problem, require them. Basically, numbers are random when the next number in a series is completely unpredictable, like tossing a coin. In other words, there is no information contained in one number that can be used to determine the value of the next, or previous.

Viewed another way…

Mathematical tables are essentially distilled information and order, human intellectual production of the finest kind, selfless and pure.


…on which assertion I remain neutral, as I do on the difference between true randomness and pseudorandomness, which becomes incredibly important in fields like cryptography, and in some computing applications. has an Introduction to Randomness, which is not nearly as Monty Python as I hoped.

By the way, the RAND book has a $90 cover price and it’s running $121 and up for a collectible hardcover of the 1955 edition, so if you’re considering a copy as a holiday gift, I hope your recipient really likes random numbers, or you’re billing the Department of Defense.

But, having primarily aesthetic interests, that’s not what I give a damn about anyway. What I love are the Amazon reviews of the book’s 2001 paperback reissue, like this one by “Roy“:

If you like this book, I highly recommend that you read it in the original binary. As with most translations, conversion from binary to decimal frequently causes a loss of information and, unfortunately, it’s the most significant digits that are lost in the conversion.

Or this somewhat more subtle nerd-joke, by BJ from Waltford, England:

For a supposedly serious reference work the omission of an index is a major impediment. I hope this will be corrected in the next edition.

…or from Fuat C. Baran:

A great read. Captivating. I couldn’t put it down. I would have given it five stars, but sadly there were too many distracting typos. For example: 46453 13987. Hopefully they will correct them in the next edition.

Or D.C. Froemke’s one-star review:

At first, I was overjoyed when I received my copy of this book. However, when an enemy in my department showed me HER copy, I found that they were the OPPOSITE of random – they were IDENTICAL.

(By the way, please don't click this button -- I'd hate Amazon to look too closely at this page and start nuking the more absurd reviews -- c'mon, Amazon, you gotta let us have some fun while you're shutting down Wikileaks on behalf of the Illuminati!)

Then there’s the ones that seem like the might either be making a Math Nerd Joke obscure enough that I can’t decipher it, or they might be totally serious, like this one from B. McGroarty:

The book is a promising reference concept, but the execution is somewhat sloppy. Whatever algorithm they used was not fully tested. The bulk of each page seems random enough. However at the lower left and lower right of alternate pages, the number is found to increment directly.

Then there’s the ones that aren’t serious, but hit a little too close to reality. Take, for instance, R. Rosini’s review:

While the printed version is good, I would have expected the publisher to have an audiobook version as well. A perfect companion for one’s Ipod.

Which is kinda funny that R. Rosini should mention that, y’know? ‘Cause while “R” may have to wait a while to pick up the audio of this book, perhaps “You Might Also Like” some of the weirder projects over at public-domain audiobook portal Librivox?

For instance, check out the captivating The Golden Mean to 5,000 Digits, or the LOLZ-a-minit recordings of the first 50 digits of Pi, interpreted by Librivox volunteers in the style of a “Captain’s Log” from Star Trek, “Previously on 24,” as dispatches from the Cylons, the Daleks, and more.

If that whets your appetite for Pi recitations, perhaps you’ll want to give up your addiction to the Father Brown mysteries and enjoy the whole first thousand digits of Pi, in Librivox’s Insomnia Collection Vol. 1.

Oh, also, the RAND corporation? Some people think they’re kinda creepy…I dunno. What do you think? How creepy can a place be if it generated the idea for the neutron bomb?

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