Oh my, that’s a lot of money.

Translators for the army, specifically for Arabic, Kurdish, Dari, Pashtu, and Farsi are being paid COLOSSAL amounts of money to continue working with the army. “…which would mean paying those linguists as much as $150,000 each to stay in the service.”  It also mentions a 10 month immersion program for the language and culture, which they’re asking for volunteers for.  They have more than 600 of these linguists, and they need more.  They’re raising the recruitment number from 242 to 275 for next year.

$150,000. And that’s not counting their government salaries and pensions, as well. Holy shit. If I ever needed incentive to learn those languages, there it is.


How I Roll

That’s how I roll, motherfucker.  Personally?  I’d be more intimidated by the dude with the bow tie and pipe than the “zomg hardcore” teenage asshole.  English majors are some scary shit.  Have you ever been insulted by a Shakespearean expert?  You don’t want to be.  Shakespeare knew how to piss people off.

More evidence of the badassery of writers, English majors, and the like:

“I am the Leviathan of pop culture.

My strides encompass vast territories; my footsteps shaping the landscape. My thoughts will be their obsessions; my whims their rapacious desires.

I will be relentless. I will be ruthless. I will be strong. I will be unstoppable. Not because it is the option I choose, but because there is no other option.

I am of the Romantic Underground, and we cannot be stopped, because we do not acknowledge the rules of those who wish to stop us. They have no power, no authority, no influence which we do not wish them to have.

We are of a lineage that includes more than writers and artists accustomed to being beaten down, marginalized, and humiliated. We are of the lineage of Ozymandias and Alexander, and we will take everything that can be hurled at us, shrug it off, move ahead, and claim the territory that belongs to those willing to pay the price to claim it.

We’re not IN publishing. We’re at war. And I don’t intend to lose.”

-James A. Owen

“I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose.”
-Stephen King

“In a thousand words I can have the Lord’s Prayer, the 23rd Psalm, the Hippocratic Oath, a sonnet by Shakespeare, the Preamble to the Constitution, Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address and almost all of the Boy Scout Oath. Now exactly what picture were you planning to trade for all that?”
-Roy H. Williams

Yeah, really.  What picture would you trade for all that?  Yes, I have had logical arguments be made against that statement.  Do I really care?  No.

Internet Tough Guy Syndrome

On the Internet, identity hidden behind a screen, people show who they really are. They become less afraid to say what they want, less afraid of people judging them. But for some people, this is for the worse. They get what some call “Internet Tough Guy Syndrome.” I believe there’s a Penny Arcade strip that explains it perfectly.

Internet Dickwad Theory

But why? Why do so many people feel the need to act tough or idiotic on the Internet? Who are they trying to impress? Or are they just trying to take out their frustration with their lives on people they don’t know, with no guilt? I think the last one is the most likely. What do you think?


Here’s another thing: chatspeak. I hate it. It’s not any easier to read, in some cases it takes longer to type, and it’s just a general bastardization of the English language. What’s the point of it? I wish I could say I’ve only seen teens use it on IM or when texting, but that’s not the case. I’ve seen it used in essays, in formal conversations, etc. By adults. Now, I know that English isn’t the easiest language. But that’s no reason to rape your native language. It makes me sad. Language is a beautiful thing, and it doesn’t deserve to be treated with such disrespect.