RACE FOR A CURE FOR BALDING

today while pedaling past the woods in Central Park

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where years ago revolutionary war battles were once fought. I thought perhaps one day peace will come to Libya and on their former battlefields gay men will have anonymous sex

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whats happening to the animals on Egyptian Farmville farms? :(

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Did you know that in parts of China and Korea, people keep peanut butter & jelly sandwiches as pets?

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MUTANT ARMY OF SUPER MICE CREATED FROM GAY MICE BUTT SEX!

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http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704447604576008031376020012.html

I'm all for helping mice, but shouldnt our research dollars go towards reversing aging in HUMANS first?

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mad scientists make mice live to infinity!

the wikileaks guy also suspected of not giving oral!

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at many Ivy League Schools, incoming students used to be photoed and measured naked

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it was purported to be for posture/scoliosis studies, some claim it was a eugenics study under guise of posture study

article in the NY Times

January 15, 1995
THE GREAT IVY LEAGUE NUDE POSTURE PHOTO SCANDAL

By RON ROSENBAUM;
ONE AFTERNOON IN THE LATE 1970's, deep in the labyrinthine interior of a massive Gothic tower in New Haven, an unsuspecting employee of Yale University opened a long-locked room in the Payne Whitney Gymnasium and stumbled upon something shocking and disturbing.

Shocking, because what he found was an enormous cache of nude photographs, thousands and thousands of photographs of young men in front, side and rear poses. Disturbing, because on closer inspection the photos looked like the record of a bizarre body-piercing ritual: sticking out from the spine of each and every body was a row of sharp metal pins.

The employee who found them was mystified. The athletic director at the time, Frank Ryan, a former Cleveland Browns quarterback new to Yale, was mystified. But after making some discreet inquiries, he found out what they were -- and took swift action to burn them. He called in a professional, a document-disposal expert, who initiated a two-step torching procedure. First, every single one of the many thousands of photographs was fed into a shredder, and then each of the shreds was fed to the flames, thereby insuring that not a single intact or recognizable image of the nude Yale students -- some of whom had gone on to assume positions of importance in government and society -- would survive.

It was the Bonfire of the Best and the Brightest, and the assumption was that the last embarrassing reminders of a peculiar practice, which masqueraded as science and now looked like a kind of kinky voodoo ritual, had gone up in smoke. The assumption was wrong. Thousands upon thousands of photos from Yale and other elite schools survive to this day.

When I first embarked on my quest for the lost nude "posture photos," I could not decide whether to think of the phenomenon as a scandal or as an extreme example of academic folly -- of what happens when well-intentioned institutions allow their reverence for the reigning conjectures of scientific orthodoxy to persuade them to do things that seem silly or scandalous in retrospect. And now that I've found them, I'm still not sure whether outrage or laughter is the more appropriate reaction. Your response, dear reader, may depend on whether your nude photograph is among them. And if you attended Yale, Mount Holyoke, Vassar, Smith or Princeton -- to name a few of the schools involved -- from the 1940's through the 1960's, there's a chance that yours may be.

Your response may also depend on how you feel about the fact that some of these schools made nude or seminude photographs of you available to the disciples of what many now regard as a pseudo-science without asking permission. And on how you feel about an obscure archive in Washington making them available for researchers to study.

While investigating the strange odyssey of the missing nude "posture photos," I found that the issue is, in every respect, a very touchy matter -- indeed, a kind of touchstone for registering the uneven evolution of attitudes toward body, race and gender in the past half-century. UP YOUR LEGS FOR YALE

I personally have posed nude only twice in my life. The second time -- for a John and Yoko film titled "Up Your Legs Forever," which has been screened at the Whitney -- I was one of many, it was Art, and let's leave it at that. But the first time was even more strange and bizarre because of its strait-laced Ivy setting, its preliberation context -- and yes, because of the metal pins stuck on my body.

One fall afternoon in the mid-60's, shortly after I arrived in New Haven to begin my freshman year at Yale, I was summoned to that sooty Gothic shrine to muscular virtue known as Payne Whitney Gym. I reported to a windowless room on an upper floor, where men dressed in crisp white garments instructed me to remove all of my clothes. And then -- and this is the part I still have trouble believing -- they attached metal pins to my spine. There was no actual piercing of skin, only of dignity, as four-inch metal pins were affixed with adhesive to my vertebrae at regular intervals from my neck down. I was positioned against a wall; a floodlight illuminated my pin-spiked profile and a camera captured it.

It didn't occur to me to object: I'd been told that this "posture photo" was a routine feature of freshman orientation week. Those whose pins described a too violent or erratic postural curve were required to attend remedial posture classes.

The procedure did seem strange. But I soon learned that it was a long-established custom at most Ivy League and Seven Sisters schools. George Bush, George Pataki, Brandon Tartikoff and Bob Woodward were required to do it at Yale. At Vassar, Meryl Streep; at Mount Holyoke, Wendy Wasserstein; at Wellesley, Hillary Rodham and Diane Sawyer. All of them -- whole generations of the cultural elite -- were asked to pose. But however much the colleges tried to make this bizarre procedure seem routine, its undeniable strangeness engendered a scurrilous strain of folklore. THE MISMEASURE OF MAN

There were several salacious stories circulating at Yale back in the 60's. Most common was the report that someone had broken into a photo lab in Poughkeepsie, N.Y., and stolen the negatives of that year's Vassar posture nudes, which were supposedly for sale on the Ivy League black market or available to the initiates of Skull and Bones. Little did I know how universal this myth was.

"Ah, yes, the famous rumored stolen Vassar posture pictures," Nora Ephron (Wellesley '62) recalled when I spoke with her. "But don't forget the famous rumored stolen Wellesley posture photos."

"Wellesley too?"

"Oh, yes," she said. "It's one of those urban legends."

She can laugh about it now, she said, but in retrospect the whole idea that she and all her smart classmates went along with being photographed in this way dismays her. "We were idiots," she said. "Idiots!"

Sally Quinn (Smith '63), the Washington writer, expressed alarm when I first reached her. "God, I'm relieved," she said. "I thought you were going to tell me you found mine. You always thought when you did it that one day they'd come back to haunt you. That 25 years later, when your husband was running for President, they'd show up in Penthouse."

Another Wellesley alumna, Judith Martin, author of the Miss Manners column, told me she's "appalled in retrospect" that the college forced this practice on their freshmen. "Why weren't we more appalled at the time?" she wondered. Nonetheless, she confessed to making a kind of good-natured extortionate use of the posture-photo specter herself.

"I do remember making a reunion speech in which I offered to sell them back to people for large donations. And there were a lot of people who turned pale before they realized it was a joke."

Distinguishing between joke and reality is often difficult in posture-photo lore. Consider the astonishing rumor Ephron clued me in to, a story she assured me she'd heard from someone very close to the source:

"There was a guy, an adjunct professor of sociology who was working on a grant for the tobacco industry. And what I heard when I was at Wellesley was that, using Harvard posture photos, he had proved conclusively that the more manly you are, the more you smoked. And I believe the criterion for manliness was the obvious one."

"The obvious one?"

"I assume -- what else could it have been?"

In fact, the study was real. I was able to track it down, although the conclusion it reached about Harvard men was somewhat different from what Ephron recalled. But, clearly, the nude-posture-photo practice engendered heated fantasies in both sexes. Perhaps in the otherwise circumspect Ivy League-Seven Sisters world, nude posture photos were the licensed exception to propriety that spawned licentious fantasies. Fantasies that were to lie unremembered, or at least unpublicized until. . . . THE RETURN OF THE REPRESSED

It was Naomi Wolf, author of "The Beauty Myth," who opened the Pandora's box of posture-photo controversy. In that book and in a 1992 Op-Ed piece in The Times, Wolf (Yale '84) bitterly attacked Dick Cavett (Yale '55) for a joke he'd made at Wolf's graduation ceremonies. According to Wolf, who'd never had a posture photo taken (the practice was discontinued at Yale in 1968), Cavett took the microphone and told the following anecdote:

"When I was an undergraduate . . . there were no women [ at Yale ] . The women went to Vassar. At Vassar they had nude photographs taken of women in gym class to check their posture. One year the photos were stolen and turned up for sale in New Haven's red-light district." His punchline: "The photos found no buyers."

Wolf was horrified. Cavett, she wrote in her book, "transposed us for a moment out of the gentle quadrangle where we had been led to believe we were cherished, and into the tawdry district four blocks away, where stolen photographs of our naked bodies would find no buyers."

Cavett responded, in a letter to The Times, by dismissing the joke as an innocuous "example of how my Yale years showed up in my long-forgotten nightclub act."

Wolf's horrified account attests to the totemic power of the posture-photo legend. But little did she know, little did Cavett know, how potentially sinister the entire phenomenon really was. No one knew until. . . . THE NAZI-POSTURE-PHOTO ALLEGATION

This is where things get really strange. Shortly after Cavett's reply, George Hersey, a respected art history professor at Yale, wrote a letter to The Times that ran under the headline "A Secret Lies Hidden in Vassar and Yale Nude 'Posture Photos.' " Sounding an ominous note, Hersey declared that the photos "had nothing to do with posture . . . that is only what we were told."

Hersey went on to say that the pictures were actually made for anthropological research: "The reigning school of the time, presided over by E. A. Hooton of Harvard and W. H. Sheldon" -- who directed an institute for physique studies at Columbia University -- "held that a person's body, measured and analyzed, could tell much about intelligence, temperament, moral worth and probable future achievement. The inspiration came from the founder of social Darwinism, Francis Galton, who proposed such a photo archive for the British population."

And then Hersey evoked the specter of the Third Reich:

"The Nazis compiled similar archives analyzing the photos for racial as well as characterological content (as did Hooton). . . . The Nazis often used American high school yearbook photographs for this purpose. . . . The American investigators planned an archive that could correlate each freshman's bodily configuration ('somatotype') and physiognomy with later life history. That the photos had no value as pornography is a tribute to their resolutely scientific nature."

A truly breathtaking missive. What Hersey seemed to be saying was that entire generations of America's ruling class had been unwitting guinea pigs in a vast eugenic experiment run by scientists with a master-race hidden agenda. My classmate Steve Weisman, the Times editor who first called my attention to the letter, pointed out a fascinating corollary: The letter managed in a stroke to confer on some of the most overprivileged people in the world the one status distinction it seemed they'd forever be denied -- victim.

My first stop in what would turn out to be a prolonged and eventful quest for the truth about the posture photos was Professor Hersey's office in New Haven. A thoughtful, civilized scholar, Hersey did not seem prone to sensationalism. But he showed me a draft chapter from his forthcoming book on the esthetics of racism that went even further than the allegations in his letter to The Times. I was struck by one passage in particular:

"From the outset, the purpose of these 'posture photographs' was eugenic. The data accumulated, says Hooton, will eventually lead on to proposals to 'control and limit the production of inferior and useless organisms.' Some of the latter would be penalized for reproducing . . . or would be sterilized. But the real solution is to be enforced better breeding -- getting those Exeter and Harvard men together with their corresponding Wellesley, Vassar and Radcliffe girls."

In other words, a kind of eugenic dating service, "Studs" for the cultural elite. But my talk with Hersey left key questions unanswered. What was the precise relationship between theorists like Hooton and Sheldon (the man who actually took tens of thousands of those nude posture photos) and the Ivy League and Seven Sisters schools whose student bodies were photographed? Were the schools complicit or were they simply dupes? And finally: What became of the photographs?

As for the last question, Hersey thought there'd be no trouble locating the photographs. He assumed that "they can probably be found with Sheldon's research papers" in one of the several academic institutions with which he had been associated. But most of those institutions said that they had burned whatever photos they'd had. Harley P. Holden, curator of Harvard's archives, said that from the 1880's to the 1940's the university had its own posture-photo program in which some 3,500 pictures of its students were taken. Most were destroyed 15 or 20 years ago "for privacy scruples," Holden said. Nonetheless, quite a few Harvard nudes can be found illustrating Sheldon's book on body types, the "Atlas of Men." Radcliffe took posture photos from 1931 to 1961; the curator there said that most of them had been destroyed (although some might be missing) and that none were taken by Sheldon.

Hersey insisted that there was a treasure trove of Sheldon photographs out there to be found. He gave me the phone number of a man in New Mexico named Ellery Lanier, a friend of Sheldon, the posture-photo mastermind. "He might know where they ended up," Hersey told me.

Going from Hersey to Lanier meant stepping over the threshold from contemporary academic orthodoxy into the more exotic precincts of Sheldon subculture, a loose-knit network of his surviving disciples. A number of them keep the Sheldon legacy alive, hoping for a revival.

Lanier, an articulate, seventyish doctoral student at New Mexico State, told me he'd gotten to know Sheldon at Columbia in the late 1940's, when the two of them were hanging out with Aldous Huxley and Christopher Isherwood and their crew. (Sheldon had a prophetic mystical side, which revealed itself in Huxleian philosophic treatises on the "Promethean will." Sheldon was also, Lanier told me, "the world's leading expert on the history of the American penny.") At that time, Sheldon was at the apex of his now-forgotten renown. Life magazine ran a cover story in 1951 on Sheldon's theory of somatotypes.

While the popular conception of Sheldonism has it that he divided human beings into three types -- skinny, nervous "ectomorphs"; fat and jolly "endomorphs"; confident, buffed "mesomorphs" -- what he actually did was somewhat more complex. He believed that every individual harbored within him different degrees of each of the three character components. By using body measurements and ratios derived from nude photographs, Sheldon believed he could assign every individual a three-digit number representing the three components, components that Sheldon believed were inborn -- genetic -- and remained unwavering determinants of character regardless of transitory weight change. In other words, physique equals destiny.

It was the pop-psych flavor of the month for a while; Cosmopolitan magazine published quizzes about how to understand your husband on the basis of somatotype. Ecto-, meso- and endomorphic have entered the language, although few scientists these days give credence to Sheldon's claims. "Half the textbooks in [ his ] area fail to take [ him ] seriously," remarked one academician in a 1992 paper on Sheldon's legacy. Others, like Hans Eysenck, the British psychologist, have suggested that Sheldon wasn't really doing science at all, that he was just winging it, that there was "little theoretical foundation for the observed findings."

Nonetheless, in the late 40's and early 50's, Sheldonism seemed mainstream, and Sheldon took advantage of that to approach Ivy League schools. Many, like Harvard, already had a posture-photo tradition. But it was at Wellesley College in the late 1920's that concern about postural correctness metamorphosed into a cottage industry with pretensions to science. The department of hygiene circulated training films about posture measurement to other women's colleges, which took up the practice, as did some "progressive" high schools and elementary schools. (By the time Hillary Rodham arrived on the Wellesley campus, women were allowed to have their pictures taken only partly nude. Although Lanier assumes that Sheldon took the Rodham photo, Wellesley archivists believe that Sheldon didn't take posture photos at their school.)

What Sheldon did was appropriate the ritual. Lanier confirmed that the Ivy League "posture photos" Sheldon used were "part of a facade or cover-up for what we were really doing" -- which would make the schools less complicit. But Lanier stoutly defended "what we were really doing" as valid science. As part of his Ph.D. project, he has been examining Sheldonian ecto-, meso- and endomorphic categories and the "time horizon" of the individual.

"Conflicting temporal horizon can account for all the divorce we have today," Lanier said. "The Woody Allen-Mia Farrow-type thing."

Huh? Woody and Mia?

"I'm trying to find some clue to the breakup because of the discrepancies between their time focus," Lanier said.

"Well, Woody's certainly ectomorphic, but. . . . "

"No, let me correct you," Lanier said tartly. "Woody Allen creates an illusion. He puts on a big show of being ectomorphic, but this is all a cover-up because he's quite mesomorphic."

"I think he would be surprised to hear that."

"I know," Lanier said. "He wouldn't want to admit it, but the only way you can know this is by looking at photographs very carefully."

Lanier also filled me in on the cause of Sheldon's downfall: his never completed, partly burned "Atlas of Women." In attempting to compile what would have been the companion volume to his "Atlas of Men," which included hundreds of nude Harvard men to illustrate each of the three-digit body types, Sheldon made the strategic mistake of taking his photo show on the road.

What happened was this: In September 1950, Sheldon and his team descended on Seattle, where the University of Washington had agreed to play host to his project. He'd begun taking nude pictures of female freshmen, but something went wrong. One of them told her parents about the practice. The next morning, a battalion of lawyers and university officials stormed Sheldon's lab, seized every photo of a nude woman, convicted the images of shamefulness and sentenced them to burning. The angry crew then shoveled the incendiary film into an incinerator. A short-lived controversy broke out: Was this a book burning? A witch hunt? Was Professor Sheldon's nude photography a legitimate scientific investigation into the relationship between physique and temperament, the raw material of serious scholarship? Or just raw material -- pornography masquerading as science?

They burned a few thousand photos in Seattle. Thousands more were burned at Harvard, Vassar and Yale in the 60's and 70's, when the colleges phased out the posture-photo practice. But thousands more escaped the flames, tens of thousands that Sheldon took at Harvard, Vassar, Yale and elsewhere but sequestered in his own archives. And what became of the archives? Lanier didn't know, but he said they were out there somewhere. He dug up the phone number of a man who was once the lawyer for Sheldon's estate, a Mr. Joachim Weissfeld in Providence, R.I. "Maybe he'll know," Lanier said.

At this point, the posture-photo quest turned into a kind of high-speed parody of "The Aspern Papers." The lawyer in Rhode Island professed ignorance as to the whereabouts or even continued existence of the lost Sheldonian archives, but he did put me in touch with the last living leaf on the Sheldon family tree, a niece by marriage who lived in Warwick, R.I. She, too, said she didn't know what had become of the Sheldon photos, but she did give me the name of an 84-year-old man living in Columbus, Ohio, who had worked very closely with Sheldon, one Roland D. Elderkin -- a man who, in fact, had shot many of the lost photos himself and who promised to reveal their location to me. THE MYSTERY SOLVED

With Roland D. Elderkin, we're now this close to the late, great Sheldon himself. "There was nobody closer," Elderkin declared shortly after I reached him at his rooming house in Columbus. "I was his soul mate."

Elderkin described himself a bit mournfully as "just an 84-year-old man living alone in a furnished room." But he once had a brush with greatness, and you can hear it in his recollection of Sheldon and his grand project.

To Elderkin, Sheldon was no mere body-typer: he was a true philosophe, "the first to introduce holistic perspective" to American science, a proto-New Ager. Elderkin became Sheldon's research associate, his trusty cameraman and a kind of private eye, compiling case histories of Sheldon's posture nudes to confirm Sheldon's theories about physique and destiny. He also witnessed Sheldon's downfall.

The Bonfire of the Nude Coed Photos in Seattle wasn't Sheldon's only public burning, Elderkin told me: "He went through a number of furors over women. A similar thing later happened at Pembroke, the women's college at Brown." In each case, the fact that female nudes were involved kindled the flame against Sheldon. Toward the end, Sheldon became a kind of pathetic Willy Loman-esque figure as he wandered America far from the elite Ivy halls that had once housed him, seeking a place he could complete the photography for his "Atlas of Women."

Rejected and scorned, out of fashion with academic officialdom, Sheldon is still a hero to Roland D. Elderkin. And so when Sheldon died in 1977, "a lonely old man who did nothing his last years but sit in his room and read detective stories," Elderkin said, "there was nobody else to carry on." It fell to Elderkin to find a final resting place for the huge archives of Sheldon's posture nudes.

It wasn't easy, he said. Elderkin went "up and down the East Coast trying to peddle them" to places like Harvard and Columbia, which once welcomed Sheldon but now wanted nothing to do with nude photos and the controversy trailing them. "That's how I found out about the burning at Pembroke," Elderkin recalled. "I was trying to get someone at Brown to accept them, and he said, 'That filth? We already burned the ones we had.' "

"And you know where they are now?" I asked incredulously. "Hersey and Lanier said they didn't know."

"Sure I do," he said. "I was the one that finally found a home for them."

And then he told me where.

BEFORE WE PROCEED TO the location of the treasure itself, it might be wise to pause and ponder the wisdom of opening such a Pandora's box. With scholars like Hersey alleging eugenic motives behind Sheldon's project, with the self-images of so many of the cultural elite at stake, would exposure of the hidden hoard be defensible? Is there anyone, aside from lifelong Sheldon disciples, who will step forward to defend Sheldon's posture photos?

Of course there is: Camille Paglia.

"I'm very interested in somatotypes," she said. "I constantly use the term in my work. The word 'ectomorph' is used repeatedly in 'Sexual Personae' about Spenser's Apollonian angels. That's one of the things I'm trying to do: to reconsider these classification schemes, to rescue them from their tainting by Nazi ideology. It's always been a part of classicism. It's sort of like we've lost the old curiosity about physical characteristics, physical differences. And I maintain it's bourgeois prudery.

"See, I'm interested in looking at women's breasts! I'm interested in looking at men's penises! I maintain that at the present date, Penthouse, Playboy, Hustler, serve the same cultural functions as the posture photos."

With these words ringing in my ears, I set out to see if I could open up the Sheldon archives. THE SECRET IS BARED

Down a dimly lit back corridor of the National Museum of Natural History in Washington, far from the dinosaur displays, is a branch of the Smithsonian not well known to the public: the National Anthropological Archives.

Although it contains a rich and strange assortment of archival treasures, it's particularly notable for the number of Native Americans who travel here to investigate centuries-old anthropological records, poring over them in a cramped, windowless research room whose walls are hung with stylized illustrations of tribal rituals painted by one Chief Blue Eagle. It was here that my quest for another kind of tribal illustration -- the taboo images of the blue-blood tribe, the long-lost nude posture photos -- culminated at last.

In 1987, the curators of the National Anthropological Archives acquired the remains of Sheldon's life work, which were gathering dust in "dead storage" in a Goodwill warehouse in Boston. While there were solid archival reasons for making the acquisition, the curators are clearly aware that they harbor some potentially explosive material in their storage rooms. And they did not make it easy for me to gain access.

On my first visit, I was informed by a good-natured but wary supervisor that the restrictive grant of Sheldon's materials by his estate would permit me to review only the written materials in the Sheldon archives. The actual photographs, he said, were off-limits. To see them, I would have to petition the chief of archivists. Determined to pursue the matter to the bitter end, I began the process of applying for permission.

Meanwhile, I plunged into the written material hoping to find answers to several unresolved mysteries. Although I did not find substantiation in those files for Hersey's belief that Sheldon was actively engaged in a master-race eugenic project, I did find stunning confirmation of Hersey's charge that Sheldon held racist views.

In Box 43 I came across a document never referred to in any of the literature on Sheldon I'd seen. It was a faded offprint of a 1924 Sheldon study, "The Intelligence of Mexican Children." In it are damning assertions presented as scientific truisms that "Negro intelligence" comes to a "standstill at about the 10th year," Mexican at about age 12. To the author of such sentiments, America's elite institutions entrusted their student bodies.

Another box held clues to the truth behind Nora Ephron's tale about smoking and organ size. It turned out to be true that a research arm of the tobacco industry had sponsored studies on the relationship between masculinity and smoking, and that the studies had involved Sheldonian posture photos of Harvard men -- although there is no evidence that the criterion of masculinity was the "obvious one" referred to by Ephron. I located a fascinating report on this research in a December 1959 issue of the respected journal Science, a report titled "Masculinity and Smoking." According to the article, and contrary to the rumor, it is "not strength but weakness of the masculine component" that is "more frequent in the heavier smokers." Here, perhaps, is the most profound cultural legacy of the Sheldonian posture-photo phenomenon: the blueprint for the sexual iconography of tobacco advertising. If, in fact, heavy smokers looked more like Harvard nerds than Marlboro men, why not use advertising imagery to make Harvard nerds feel like virile cowboys when they smoked?

Finally and most telling, I found a letter nearly four decades old that did something nothing else in the files did. It gave a glimpse, a clue to the feelings of the subjects of Sheldon's research, particularly the women. I found the letter in a file of correspondence between Sheldon and various phys ed directors at women's colleges who were providing Sheldon with bodies for the ill-fated "Atlas of Women." In this letter, an official at Denison University in Granville, Ohio, was responding to Sheldon's request to rephotograph the female freshmen he had photographed the year before. Something had apparently gone wrong with the technical side of the earlier shoot. But the official refused to allow Sheldon to reshoot the women, declaring that "to require them to pose for another [ nude posture photo ] would create insurmountable psychological problems."

Insurmountable psychological problems. Suddenly the subjects of Sheldon's photography leaped into the foreground: the shy girl, the fat girl, the religiously conservative, the victim of inappropriate parental attention. Here, perhaps, Naomi Wolf has a point. In a culture that already encourages women to scrutinize their bodies critically, the first thing that happens to these women when they arrive at college is an intrusive, uncomfortable, public examination of their nude bodies.

THREE MONTHS LATER, I FINALLY SUCCEEDED IN gaining permission to study the elusive posture photos. As I sat at my desk in the reading room, under a portrait of Chief Blue Eagle, the long-sought cache materialized. A curator trundled in a library cart from the storage facility. Teetering on top of the cart were stacks of big, gray cardboard boxes. The curator handed me a pair of the white cotton gloves that researchers must use to handle archival material.

The contents of the boxes were described in an accompanying "Finder's Aid" in this fashion: BOX 90 YALE UNIVERSITY CLASS OF 1971

Negatives. Full length views of nude freshmen men, front, back and rear. Includes weight, height, previous or maximum weight, with age, name, or initials. BOX 95 MOUNT HOLYOKE COLLEGE PHOTOGRAPHS

Negatives. Made in 1950. Full length views of nude women, front, back and rear. Includes height, weight, date and age. Includes some photographs marked S.P.C.

Among the other classes listed in the Finder's Aid were: the Yale classes of '50, '63, '64, '66 and '71; the Princeton class of '52; Smith '50 and '52; Vassar '42 and '52; Mount Holyoke '53; Swarthmore '51; University of California '61 and '67; Hotchkiss '71; Syracuse '50; University of Wisconsin '53; Purdue '53; University of Pennsylvania '51, and Brooklyn College '51 and '52. There were also undated photos from the Oregon Hospital for the Criminally Insane (which I could not distinguish in any way from the Ivy League photos). All told, there were some 20,000 photographs of men -- 9,000 from Yale -- and 7,000 of women.

In flipping through those thousands of images (which were recently transferred to Smithsonian archives in Suitland, Md.), I found surprising testimony to the "insurmountable psychological problems" that the Denison University official had referred to. It took awhile for the "problems" to become apparent, because, as it turned out, I was not permitted to see positive photographs -- only negatives (with no names attached).

A fascinating distinction was being exhibited here, a kind of light-polarity theory of prurience and privacy that absolves the negative image of the naked body of whatever transgressive power it might have in a positive print. There's an intuitive logic to the theory, although here the Sheldon posture-photo phenomenon exposes how fragile are the distinctions we make between the sanctioned and the forbidden images of the body.

As I thumbed rapidly through box after box to confirm that the entries described in the Finder's Aid were actually there, I tried to glance at only the faces. It was a decision that paid off, because it was in them that a crucial difference between the men and the women revealed itself. For the most part, the men looked diffident, oblivious. That's not surprising considering that men of that era were accustomed to undressing for draft physicals and athletic-squad weigh-ins.

But the faces of the women were another story. I was surprised at how many looked deeply unhappy, as if pained at being subjected to this procedure. On the faces of quite a few I saw what looked like grimaces, reflecting pronounced discomfort, perhaps even anger.

I was not much more comfortable myself sitting there in the midst of stacks of boxes of such images. There I was at the end of my quest. I'd tracked down the fabled photographs, but the lessons of the posture-photo ritual were elusive.

"THERE'S A TREMENDOUS LESSON HERE," MISS manners declares. "Which is that one should have sympathy and tolerance for respectable women from whose past naked pictures suddenly show up. One should think of the many times where some woman becomes prominent like Marilyn Monroe and suddenly there are nude pictures in her past. Shouldn't we be a little less condemning of someone in that position?"

A little less condemning of the victims, yes, certainly. (I speak as one myself, although it turned out that my photo was burned in the Yale bonfire of the late 70's.) But what about the perpetrators? What could have possessed so many elite institutions of higher education to turn their student bodies over to the practitioners of what now seems so dubious a science project?

It's a question that baffles the current powers that be at Ivy League schools. The response of Gary Fryer, Yale's spokesman, is representative: "We searched, but there's nobody around now who was involved with the decision." Even so, he assures me, nothing like it could happen again; concerns about privacy have heightened, and, as he puts it, "there's now a Federal law against disclosing anything in a college student's record to any outsider without written permission."

In other words, "We won't get fooled again." Though he is undoubtedly correct that nothing precisely like the posture-photo folly could happen again, it is hard to deny the possibility, the likelihood, that well-meaning people and institutions will get taken in -- are being taken in -- by those who peddle scientific conjecture as certainty. Sheldon's dream of reducing the complexity of human personality and the contingency of human fate to a single number is a recurrent one, as the continuing I.Q. controversy demonstrates. And a reminder that skepticism is still valuable in the face of scientific claims of certainty, particularly in the slippery realms of human behavior.

The rise and fall of "sciences" like Marxist history, Freudian psychology and Keynesian economics suggests that at least some of the beliefs and axioms treated as science today (Rorschach analysis, "rational choice" economics, perhaps) will turn out to have little more validity than nude stick-pin somatotyping.

In the Sheldon rituals, the student test subjects were naked -- but it was the emperors of scientific certainty who had no clothes.

Photos: W. H. Sheldon, the posture-photo guru. Wellesley student (circa 1930) with posture-measuring pins. (FROM "THE VARIETIES OF HUMAN PHYSIQUE."); Examples of Sheldon's endo-, meso- and ectomorphs, right. (RESEARCH QUARTERLY/AAHPERD, FROM NEW YORK UNIVERSITY LIBRARIES)(pg. 26-27); Sheldon believed that photos like these could yield a three-digit number to define a person's temperament. Insets: Wellesley posture technicians and their laboratories circa 1930. (SINGLE POSTURE PHOTO: FROM "ATLAS OF MEN," FROM NEW YORK UNIVERSITY LIBRARIES. TRIPTYCHS: FROM "THE VARIETIES OF HUMAN PHYSIQUE." INSETS: RESEARCH QUARTERLY/AAHPERD.)(pgh. 28-29); Whether scandal or folly, the strange phenomenon of the nude "posture photos" is also a kind of touchstone for registering attitudes toward body, race and gender in the past half-century. (SINGLE POSTURE PHOTO: FROM "ATLAS OF MEN." TRIPTYCHS, LEFT AND SECOND FROM RIGHT: FROM "ATLAS OF MEN"; OTHERS: FROM "THE VARIETIES OF HUMAN PHYSIQUE." INSETS: RESEARCH QUARTERLY/AAHPERD.)(pg. 30-31)

Holy F! I just found out there is a BIKE TRAIL from PITTSBURGH to WASHINGTON DC!!!!

2010-11-29T15:53:00.000-08:00

How cool is that! (and I normally dont use exclamation points, too effeminate)...My friends, Marianne and Sheila and Bernie and Joe and Julie and Mike and Tracy and Daitch and Maryce are all going on this with me, but they dont know yet.....all you guys can come too (I told that guy at my work Stussy who's biking across the Atlantic next year, he said they were talking of one between Boston and DC too, god I hope that happens)

bike trail between DC and Pittsburgh

I wonder if that kid story "The Pet Goat" has used 9/11 as part of its marketing campaign "The book President Bush couldn't put down!"

2010-11-24T11:50:00.001-08:00

heading out to Central Park & going to hunt down & kill a wild turkey (but wont eat it as I am vegan)

2010-11-24T11:49:00.001-08:00

Why did the Vatican object to gays using condoms in the first place? Did they think it was preventing pregnancy?

2010-11-22T08:46:00.003-08:00

the pope today okayed the use of condoms in some circumstances but later clarified that he himself would never use condoms, but said

2010-11-22T08:31:00.001-08:00

if he ever did he would use Magnums...Are there some hookers who are like, "oh cool I can use rubbers now, the pope said its okay"

I just contacted PETA & offered to be part of their "I'd rather go naked than wear fur" campaign, they told me to wear fur :(

2010-11-16T12:40:00.000-08:00

watching the marathon as weird as F

2010-11-07T08:51:00.001-08:00

at about the 12 mile mark, the Chilean guy just waved goodbye and slipped down into a sewage hole

just a reminder, any women dressing for Halloween

2010-10-30T10:15:00.001-07:00

should dress as a cat, that is my preference and the preference of all men.

Have you always wanted to help starving children in Haiti?

2010-10-28T11:17:00.000-07:00

me too, but in the meantime a good friend of mine is in a competition to become a full time blogger for Sunglass Hut...it would mean a lot to me if you voted for her, vote at the right side of her video entry and SunglassHut will send you an e-mail to confirm. She's worked hard at this, would be great, and deserves to win

click here to see the video and to vote

I saw a Koran on fire and rescued it by smothering the flames with the corpse of a recently stoned woman

2010-09-12T14:16:00.000-07:00

2010-07-22T14:32:00.001-07:00

"..When you see a girl on the street that doesnt look upbeat, go up to her & say Why the sad pus? A pretty girl like you should be smiling, then wink, pinch her cheek & hand over your #, guarantee within a day you'll be getting a phone call.." - excerpted from my upcoming book "How To Pick Up Chicks & Influence Black People"

2010-07-22T14:30:00.001-07:00

they say no one would choose to be gay, but I think being gay would be really fun, except for the f'ing guys part. (lots of camaraderie, u become very neat/organized & parades)

2010-07-19T20:09:00.000-07:00

the other night I was on a date, driving thru Westchester on the way back from a party, looking for the highway to get back to civilization and all of a sudden the girls's car got stuck & was making a horrendous sound...I, pretending to be a guy got out of the car to check what was going on...ends up the spare tire (which was stored under the car) half fell off and was wedged between the car and the road..I had no idea what to do, I was about to tell my date that we were were stuck for good and would have to settle in Westchester..all of a sudden this guy runs out of the woods..had a flashlight taped to his head and offers assistance ..he proceeds to tinker around...then runs away and a minute later comes back with a wrench then dissassembles and fixes the whole mess..then he leads us to the highway...I asked him what he does, he told me he sells coffee and this is is his blog on the internet
http://lukesbrew.blogspot.com/2008/07/lukes-brew-on-abc-7.html....thanks Luke, you're a good guy and I really appreciate your help

have a good sublet or apt avail in Manhattan?

2010-07-10T15:43:00.000-07:00

if anyone knows of any really good apt deals/or sublets in Manhattan, I have a good friend looking (She wants her own apt, not with roommate..she has excellent credit, can pay several months up front, etc) Please only email me if u really know of something, if you email bs, you will banned from the internet for a minimum of 2 months

a crowd of haters cheering her, Hawaii governor just axed bill that would have allowed for gay marriage

2010-07-06T21:19:00.001-07:00

next she plans to go after birthday parties

a reminder that just because someone is older doesnt mean they are wise

2010-06-06T08:39:00.001-07:00

her apology as of today wasnt an apology either, check it out on her website..she basically just says she regretted saying it and wishes for peace
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"I deeply regret my comments I made last week regarding the Israelis and the Palestinians. They do not reflect my heartfelt belief that peace will come to the Middle East only when all parties recognize the need for mutual respect and tolerance. May that day come soon,"

Tipper Gore is sleeping with air conditioner on, windows open, tv blaring and a smile on her face

2010-06-02T11:36:00.000-07:00

F, I guess its reached NY, just turned on my shower and oil came out :(

2010-05-28T19:14:00.000-07:00

Daniel

2010-05-22T14:45:00.000-07:00

just stumbled upon this great song about this guy Daniel Tillinghast I grew up with in South Carolina..Daniel was one of the coolest most poetic guys in town...the song is by Jennifer Goree...I remember Daniel really was sweet on Jennifer...Daniel passed at around the age of 19..its the second song on this link "Daniel"..http://www.myspace.com/jennifergoree

alleged sex orgy in NJ state legislature

2010-04-13T11:53:00.000-07:00

sometimes fat seems so gross, but then Hurley and Brother Iz seem so cool and likable, maybe instead of working so hard to become skinny

2010-04-08T22:29:00.001-07:00

Fat people should become Hispanic or Hawaiian

the cleanse was a big success thank you all who supported me with your well wishes and prayer!

2010-04-08T22:14:00.000-07:00

I am preparing mentally to do a cleanse

2010-04-08T22:11:00.000-07:00

I will be detoxifying my hands in process known as the "soap and water cleanse"...the cleanse will last approximately 45 seconds maybe 50 if the water isnt too hot, I will report back

yea, I didn't think you would, chickenshit ahole

2010-04-07T02:56:00.000-07:00

if any of you fuckers saying shit want to fight I will be at southeast corner of 49th and 6th for next 10 minutes

2010-04-07T02:43:00.000-07:00

bangbangshow.com salutes Benjamin Bronk of New York City for helping to raise over $10,000 for Haitian relief!

2010-04-05T21:20:00.001-07:00

Her son may have been accused of rape, but Jean Kennedy Smith has a nice smile

2010-04-05T01:26:00.000-07:00

to help William make the world a better place go here

Another Teacher does her student story...he used to peep in on her thru holes in the bathroom wall

2010-04-03T00:10:00.000-07:00

PUPPIES being SMOTHERED to DEATH in front of CHEEERING AUDIENCES in NYC!

2010-04-02T03:51:00.000-07:00

I just saw Miley Cyrus in Times Square and got a photo!

2010-03-25T21:15:00.001-07:00

Only in NY kids, Only in NY!

MOVING STAIRWAY INSTALLED IN NY!

2010-03-25T20:08:00.000-07:00

Anti Paint Rally this Saturday at 2pm

2010-03-25T11:20:00.000-07:00

Paint Factory Outlet
205 Bright Street, Jersey City, NJ

bring fur to throw at people as they walk out

kids-stop wearing helmets when bicycling, it makes you look nerdy and effeminate!

2010-03-25T10:01:00.000-07:00

Should we give up our subway seats to gum chewing, skylarking girls?

2010-03-21T08:02:00.001-07:00

Here's a letter Ivankas alleged stalker wrote to her then fiancee's paper..its pretty funny

2010-03-20T03:59:00.000-07:00

From: Justin Massler
Date: Sun, 16 Aug 2009 07:45:11 -0400
Subject: Important Message for All New York Observer Reporters
Good day reporters of The New York Observer, would anyone like to help save horses on this fine summer day?
I will explain the situation I am writing in regards to.
As some of you may know, many horses are currently imprisoned as slaves being forced to pull carriages in Central Park for the amusement of tourists.
My name is Justin Massler and recently I was appointed by Angels to be the King of the Jews in the tradition of previous Kings such as Moses, David, Solomon, and Jesus.
I have been ordered by the God of the Jews to free the horses who are enslaved as carriage pullers in Central Park for the purposes of restoring freedom to the lands, much like how Moses himself had to free the Jews from their enslavement in Egypt so many years ago.
I have decided to commandeer The New York Observer for this purpose which I can do since it's owned by Jared Kushner who is a Jew and therefore one of my subjects which makes his properties subject to emergency commandeering if it is deemed necessary for Divine Purposes.
Anyways, does anyone want to help with this cool elite mission of animal rights heroism? We can use The Observer to launch a propaganda campaign to ban horse carriages and influence public opinion against this unjust practice.
I am therefore recruiting reporters from this paper to take part in this noble cause.
The website of my hero team is http://www.heroicdestinysquad.com/ so you can see that I'm legitimate and not just making this stuff up.
Hopefully someone will respond to this in a positive manner and I won't just be ignored by every single person like has happened to me before in the past which is a depressing thing to have happen, but I suppose such are the trials heroes such as myself must endure in our quest for justice at any cost.
Sincerely,
Justin Massler
President of Heroic Destiny Squad
http://www.heroicdestinysquad.com/
P.S.
Also, does anyone know Jared Kushner's phone number or personal e-mail address? Or better yet, does anyone know where he hangs out?
I figure since he's the owner of The Observer I can commandeer it more quickly if I just get Kushner to agree to this plot himself.
I tried sending him a message before but I think he's trying to avoid me even though I'm his King which is like how sometimes kids try to hide from their parents. Is it true he lives at 21 Astor Place above the Starbucks? If so I can just try to find him at his house and talk some sense into him.
If anyone can give me any info on where this guy can be found it would be much appreciated.
Cheerio.

Stalker or Tweeter?

2010-03-20T03:33:00.000-07:00

on the face of it these charges against Justin Massler (aka "Cloud Stormchaser" not so bad for a stupid made up name - would be a good cheesy weatherman name "Cloud Stormchaser here with you with your weekend weather forecast" ) for allegedly stalking Ivanka Trump seem to be complete bs...(I have only been able to see some of his tweets and his blog so perhaps there is something I havent read yet - but I'm guessing there wont be anything truly criminal. The worst I have seen so far is a tweet that appears to ne threatening to harm her jewelry's brand reputation)...being that he is mentally ill though (according to his mom) they probably wont fight the charge..and will end up making some sort of plea/agreement with the state..but if you look at his writing it is intelligent and expresses a common longing to be rescued..I love how the gossip rags are making it that he is so bizarre..Gawker's headline is "Diary of a Madman" (do they mean that tongue in cheek or are they serious?)...read his stuff, not so bizarre (and yes I know he has scary eyes - do did Jesus)

here is some stuff from his blog below

",,,Blog Archive
▼ 2010 (2)
▼ February (2)
Ivanka Trump's Office View
Ivanka Trump: Can She Even Be Real?
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Ivanka Trump's Office View

Today on Ivanka Trump’s Twitter she posted a picture of the view outside her office. I almost couldn’t believe it when I saw it because it turns out her view is of the top of the Fifth Avenue Presbyterian Church.
I used to be homeless in New York City awhile back and sometimes I slept on the steps of that church. I remember I would always sit on the church steps praying that Ivanka would come by and save me from the pain, but sadly she never did.
I would close my eyes and futilely try to use some kind of telepathic power to contact her. Or pray that by chance she would walk out of Trump Tower and head right towards me and we would hit it off and become the best of friends.
But alas this never happened.
It was like Hell being trapped there homeless, a Hell that I couldn’t escape from. Looking at this picture it really brings back memories of a time of great suffering.

I remember looking up at Trump Tower wondering which one was her office, wondering if I could even see it from my vantage point. I guess I would have been able to after all if I had known where to look.
I wonder if when Ivanka looks down on the street she knows that there are homeless people down there praying for her to save them. I know I wasn’t the only one who thought this way, that’s for sure.

Would Ivanka even care or would she just laugh at the idea?

Sometimes on The Apprentice she comes across as a pretty callous person without a lot of empathy. I remember once in an interview she said she gained great amusement from seeing former friends stab each other in the back and another time she said she did not feel a lot of sympathy for the complaints of the contestants. So she might not even care at all or even find the whole thing amusing.

After all, there are people who feel bad for homeless people and there are people who try to help them, but then there are also people who look upon them with disgust thinking they are just worthless bums, and there are even people who ridicule and attack them. I have heard many tales of gangs of cruel teenagers who beat up defenseless old homeless guys just for their own sadistic amusement.

I wonder which of these types Ivanka is.

Anyways, even if Ivanka never did show up to answer my prayers, I could at least dream and for a brief moment those dreams took me away from the harsh reality I faced. Here is a comic I drew of those times:

....." <- end Justin's writing his comic and tweets are above you can click on them to make larger

look for Bullock to tattoo her face and transform into Olivia Newton John at the end of Grease in the better shape up scene

2010-03-19T01:49:00.000-07:00

there is a certain feeling of freedom one gets

2010-03-17T06:07:00.000-07:00

when a completely ungettable girl you longed for in your youth transforms into a pig (and no, this is not referring to any women I knew grewing up whose facebook pages I look at, its just something I imagine happens sometimes)

TAKE BACK THE NIGHT!

2010-03-13T21:23:00.000-08:00

Resist government tyranny/phony liberal do gooder types that want to control your life..do NOT set your clock forward..if enough people do this, 2am will remain 2am..TAKE BACK THE NIGHT!

Marky Mark Sweet boy

2010-02-22T18:48:00.000-08:00

Criminal Complaint
In the Suffolk County Superior Court, Commonwealth of Massachusetts
1988

At approximately 9:00 p.m. on April 8, 1988 Thanh Lam, a Vietnamese adult male who resides in Dorchester, traveled by car to 998 Dorchester Avenue, Dorchester, Massachusetts. At 998 Dorchester Avenue, Thanh Lam left his car carrying two cases of beer. As he crossed the sidewalk, Mark Wahlberg attacked Thanh Lam. Wahlberg was carrying a large wooden stick, approximately five feet long and two to three inches in diameter. Wahlberg approached Thanh Lam calling him a "Vietnam fucking shit," then hit him over the head with the stick. Thanh Lam was knocked to the ground unconscious. Th[e] stick broke in two and was later recovered from the scene. Thanh Lam was treated overnight at Boston City Hospital.

After police arrested Wahlberg later on the night of April 8, 1988, Wahlberg was informed of his rights and returned to the scene of 998 Dorchester Avenue. In the presence of two police officers, he stated: "You don't have to let him identify me, I'll tell you now that's the mother-fucker who's head I split open," or words to that effect.

As a police officer arrived at the scene of 998 Dorchester Avenue, Wahlberg and two other youths who were with him fled up Dorchester Avenue toward Pearl Street.

Shortly after 9:00 p.m. on April 8, 1988, Hoa Trinh, an adult Vietnamese male who resides in Dorchester, was standing several blocks away from 998 Dorchester Avenue, near the corner of Dorchester Avenue and Pearl Street. Hoa Trinh was not aware of the altercation outside of 998 Dorchester Avenue.

Wahlberg ran up to Hoa Trinh, put his arm around Hoa Trinh's shoulder, and said: "Police coming, police coming, let me hide." After a police cruiser passed, Wahlberg punched Trinh in the eye, causing him to fall to the ground.

Police arrived and Hoa Trinh identified Wahlberg as the person who punched him. Wahlberg was placed under arrest and read his rights. Thereafter he made numerous unsolicited racial statements about "gooks" and "slant-eyed gooks." After being returned to 998 Dorchester Avenue, Wahlberg identified Thanh Lam as the person he hit over the head with a stick.

Trinh lost one of his "slanted" eyes due to the attack. Wahlberg plead guilty to two counts of criminal contempt, was sentenced to two years imprisonment, and was released after 45 days. Although Wahlberg describes his incarceration as a "turning point" in his life, to this day he continues to deny that race played a role in either attack.

talk to dead people

2010-01-26T11:28:00.000-08:00

talk to dead people and dead animals

just now when Elaine buzzed from downstairs

2010-01-25T16:37:00.000-08:00

Jerry unlocked the door..a few seconds later, Elaine comes in, Jerry does not relock the door..however, George was already in the apt....wouldnt have Jerry already unlocked the door when George first came up (he never relocks the door)

If I knew it wouldnt hurt you, if I left you tomorrow - I would F you everyday forever

2009-11-24T12:37:00.000-08:00

song lyric I just wrote and I am very proud of - will probably have to change F to Love for Walmart release

had gotten down to around 195

2009-11-21T05:43:00.000-08:00

but in last 6 weeks, one weekend had a cold and shot up 10 pounds..anyway, I am back on weight loss bandwagon..I am 205 now..planning to be 190 by December 4th..and 175 by 1/02/10 and then over next couple of months get down to somewhere between 145 and 165..(my high in last year was around 265, have been on a mostly vegan, mostly raw diet..and when I say diet I am on a whole this is way for rest of life kind of thing..all I count are calories and fat content & try to only eat when hungry & I workout now..fat content, working out & vegan for health and moral superiority - for most part its simply the calories that matter for weight loss..the real secret to losing weight quickly -have a lot to lose)..after get down to goal weight, I will concentrate on my hair and getting a little taller

The only good suicide bomber is a dead suicide bomber

2009-11-08T07:05:00.001-08:00

a spider in the corner of the wall over my bed

2009-11-01T16:15:00.000-08:00

wrote in her web "some pig"...I am gonna smash it

Separated at Birth

2009-10-26T17:37:00.000-07:00

I hope everyone knows, I was totally joking around with the PR comments I made yesterday..

2009-10-23T12:15:00.001-07:00

.I tend to love Puerto Rican culture & I actually feel Puerto Ricans will do very well in the racial rankings this year...if current trends hold they will probably end 2009 with a racial ranking as high as or better than my own race -The Hebrew

For the record, concerning my previous post, I love Puerto Ricans

2009-10-22T15:03:00.001-07:00

and if my building allowed them, I would have one

wild animals I have seen in Central Park and I dont mean in the zoo, I mean walking around the woods for real....turtles, turkeys raccoons,

2009-10-22T15:00:00.000-07:00

hawks, falcons, puerto ricans and a wolf

I'm thinking of

2009-10-13T13:25:00.000-07:00

putting an old beat up c stained sofabed on the curb in front of Late Night with David Letterman theater on 52nd street

We salute Obama for his decisive action against the Moon and are glad the world and Nobel committee recognizes it as a necessary and...

2009-10-09T08:57:00.000-07:00

proper step towards peace. Peace thru Strength!

bangbangshow.com also congratulates Obama for winning the other following awards today...the Pulitzer prize, the Stanley Cup, best costume at the Coney Island Mermaid Parade and Best Reader in Mrs. Rauton's 3rd grade class

this just in..Iraninan president Ahmadinejad demands Rep. Grayson apologize for "..comparing the U.S. health care system to a nonexistentent event"

2009-10-01T13:57:00.000-07:00

breaking story - new Mackenzie Phillips revelation...

2009-09-30T12:31:00.001-07:00

she's still having sex with her father!..more details on Oprah today

3 syllable limit on 1st names

2009-09-28T08:04:00.000-07:00

this Mary Katherine Pork chick on Fox seems nice enough but how the F did she convince them to call her Mar y Kath er ine every time they talk to her...

just drank my first bottle of "Poland Spring Dick Hardening Moon Water"

2009-09-27T09:24:00.000-07:00

and man is my member super hard right now..I'm spinning on the floor like an old school break dancer..balanced on the tip of my cock

All thru the Shul..not a Jew was essing..not even Raul (Raul Cohen)

2009-09-27T08:06:00.000-07:00

Lent..5 weeks of no M&M's, ooh so tough..Ramadan..4 weeks of no eating till after sunset each day..HA...Yom Kippur - 24 hours of ZERO Food, ZERO Water, simply living off of prayer & singing the gospel of YWHW..Happy Yom Kippur MF'ers..Jews - #1 in racial rankings, 3 years in a row & counting..Say it

please help a friend of mine who is competing to get naked to help animals

2009-09-20T22:31:00.000-07:00

a friend of mine is competing to get naked to help animals, I would really appreciate it if you vote for her to get naked (after you go to the link - she is #11 in the grey box - Jannette P - check her name and scroll down to vote. Click anywhere on this text to vote.

Among the people unexpected to attend the shofar concert is FRAN DRESCHER!

2009-09-14T21:10:00.000-07:00

straightening up my place, watching the Ted Kennedy memorial, hoping they will bring out Michael Jackson's kids to say a few words

2009-08-28T20:28:00.000-07:00

(Buddha Twitter entry from 8/28/534 BCE) Seeking enlightment/ditching wife and kid today! back in 7 years..woohoo!

2009-08-28T09:34:00.000-07:00

you can learn more about Buddha and the path to enlightenment - here

if we are going to give free health care to poor people

2009-08-12T16:35:00.000-07:00

they should at least have to pedal electricty generating bikes while in the Dr's waiting room...(if they are gurney bound, it can be modified to be pedaled with their hands..and for little kids, I am sure they could make electricty generating trikes)

I fell in love with this article and am getting married to it

2009-08-08T08:50:00.000-07:00

By Sasjkia Otto
Published: 7:00AM BST 05 Aug 2009

Woman getting married to fairground ride

Amy Wolfe, a US church organist who claims to have objectum sexuality, a condition that makes sufferers attracted to inanimate objects, plans to marry a magic carpet fairground ride. “I love him as much as women love their husbands and know we’ll be together forever,” she said.
Miss Wolfe first fell for the ride when she was 13: “I was instantly attracted to him sexually and mentally.
“I wasn’t freaked out, as it just felt so natural, but I didn’t tell anyone about it because I knew it wasn’t ‘normal’ to have feelings for a fairground ride.”
Ten years later, she decided to go back to Knoebels Amusement Park to declare her love. She now sleeps with a picture of the ride on her ceiling and carries its spare nuts and bolts around to feel closer to it.
She claims to believe they share a fulfilling physical and spiritual relationship and does not get jealous when other people ride it.
Although she faces discrimination from employers, most of her family and friends have been supportive. “I’m not hurting anyone and I can’t help it," she said. "It’s a part of who I am.”

loved how at the end of the vote, Sotomayor jumped up on top of Senator Rockefeller's desk, ripped off her business suit and was wearing short shorts

2009-08-06T13:42:00.001-07:00

and a belly shirt (made out of PR flag)..and it was sweet how Senator Kennedy struggled to hold up the boombox, and Mr Microphone as he sang " Living La Vida Loca"

very excited.. getting my first Tramp Stamp manana..Larry King's punim

2009-07-28T19:04:00.001-07:00

Even if she was really hot, I dont think I could date the woman that ate her kid's brain

2009-07-28T18:35:00.001-07:00

which means I am not shallow

remember those Larry King columns that everyone used to make fun of..

2009-07-26T09:53:00.000-07:00

stuff like.. "Nothing beats Rocky Road ice cream in a cone...Say what you want, but Richard Nixon had great hair...my lucky number is 33..whatever happened to Girl Scout Cookies?.." I just realized - Larry was the world's first Twitterer

this just in ...Obama to issue a statement later today

2009-07-24T12:38:00.000-07:00

that question #54 (concerning anaerobic bacteria) on Mrs Hughes' 3rd period biology class exam "not fair and should not count" as it wasnt covered in Chapter 6

Sentor Lindsey Graham (R-SC) announced today he will vote to confirm Sotamayor as Supreme Court Justice..but...

2009-07-23T10:40:00.000-07:00

as a concession to far right wing elements..has agreed to refer to her as a "spic"

sometime in the last 12 months, I went on a date with this girl

2009-07-22T17:22:00.000-07:00

(I am not going to pinpoint when to protect her privacy) we actually went on a couple of dates, on the second date we made out, then on the third date we started making out again but then she pulled away and told me she had had an abortion earlier that day and just wanted to be friends for awhile. She was an incredible kisser, great lips.

in 1988, one of the funniest people I knew was Tony Earle

2009-07-22T15:31:00.000-07:00

I ran into him again in 1997..he was docent giving a tour at the California African American museum near USC..I was thinking- this guy is fucking funny.then I realized it was Tony Fucking Earle - who I hadnt seen in 10 years..dont know whatever happened to him

I made a joke about Ralph Howard on the wrap up show today

2009-07-22T14:30:00.000-07:00

but what I didnt say is, he is consistently one of the friendliest and most polite of the people I work with ...

Just for the record, Obama quit too

2009-07-13T12:07:00.000-07:00

promised to Illinois voters to serve 6 years as their Senator if elected...he quit with something like over 2 years left on his term...Palin quitting with less time left on her term....and no its not like getting a promotion at same company...promising to represent a state as its senator very different job than running the country.

Blind item: Which daughter of a prominent political family in the pacific northwest is known to regularly have sex with Kodiak bears

2009-06-15T13:20:00.000-07:00

N. Korea arresting the reporters for illegally crossing the border is no worse than us jailing people for drug possesion or obscenity..

2009-06-08T12:50:00.001-07:00

both are bs...and that one reporter is lucky she is related to a famous panda..its getting this more coverage

(photos: top Laura Ling, bottom Ling Ling)

Hey Gays - your buddy Obama is really looking out for you

2009-06-08T12:01:00.000-07:00

as per Obama's request - the supreme court today upheld gays being kicked out of military for being gay ...and Obama continues to be AGAINST gays being allowed to marry..what a fine upstanding fellow

...while touring the remains of Buchenwald concentration camp today

2009-06-05T13:04:00.000-07:00

Obama finds a bag containing 13 mill uncounted ballots...making Pat Buchanan the new senator from Minnesota...

...oops...Gore gets N. Korea to agree to

2009-06-05T10:37:00.000-07:00

execute the reporters by hanging instead of electric chair, to lessen the environmental impact

whats up, my nwordahs!

2009-06-02T01:55:00.000-07:00

fuck what they said about me today..I am NOT an amoeba!..I am multicellular and anyone with a fucking microscope, I will prove it to you..furthermore

2009-06-02T00:36:00.000-07:00

I am fine in saltwater or freshwater..also, to clear up other misinformation that has been said about me..a couple of weeks ago when there was a discussion on the show about who believes in god and who doesnt..Fred for some reason said that I absolutely believe in God..I asked him of air why he said that, he said he was just fucking with me...I do NOT have a definite belief in God..I do believe there MAY be something, but I also believe there may not be any overall intelligent conscious controlling force ...and even if there is whether we should worship it or whether we are part of it..is not neccesarily inherent

Sometimes I get really worried about whether I should buy ankle length socks or instead calf length socks

2009-06-01T09:30:00.000-07:00

other times I get really worry that I am going to die and cease to exist for all eternity (god forbid, take it back tst tst tst)

its not my fault that I am fat, 2 big black men grabbed me, duct taped me down and have been force feeding me for 18 years

2009-05-29T08:49:00.000-07:00

now you know the truth, I am typong this with my nose that why often typos...blaming blacks even better than using diabetes as an excuse

laying on a scrap of blanket covering a mattress reading about how to throw things out

2009-05-29T02:28:00.000-07:00

unclutterer.com...its good..so hard to throw things out..I was trying to go thru a box of phone #'s tonight..threw out Doug Goodstein's # at least 30 times,,not that I have anything against Goodtein, just I know his # by heart and I know for a fact its in my address book..Gange's cell # is a different story...do I have it typed in online? ...too lazy to check so I keep the scrap with his # on it..if it was one scrap fine..but there are a million like it...what about Berkowitz - he used to work with us at E...what about this scrap with Radzinskis # on it ...what about this scrap that says I spent 37 that I was supposed to be reimbursed for that I never got reimbursed..what about some chick I met in vegas last year when Christy and I went there and I have part of her email address on a scrap so fucking overwhelming to throw shit out..oh and this scrap reminds me of time I sat in bathroom to get to LA for free..and heres an amtrak ticket that I was supposed to turn in 11 years ago to get money back..maybe if I mail it in I can still get the money back ..I am a fucking filer my whole fucking life is fiing..I hate it I love empty rooms with nothing...I want to live in an empty room with a desk and a computer and 2 or 3 outfits

Why are black people kidnapping white people and releasing them in Disney World?

2009-05-28T11:39:00.000-07:00

I asked 3 different black people today and they all claimed they knew nothing about it..sure

new supreme court nominee is not that hot :(

2009-05-26T07:38:00.001-07:00

She has a pleasant face and a nice smile and I think good teeth..but really she just isnt all that hot..I am not sure if they have released body shots yet, maybe that will be better, but I dont have my hopes up :(

I support the torturers but not the torture

2009-05-12T22:10:00.000-07:00

advice

2009-05-05T18:16:00.001-07:00

when you need a good excuse, tell people you are diabetic...a lot of people have it, so its believable and most people dont understand diabetes enough to question your reasoning

Susan Boyle is actually kind of handsome in a Neil Diamond/Jonas Bros kind of way

2009-04-24T11:32:00.000-07:00

What happens to the parrots when the pirates are taken into custody?

2009-04-20T10:16:00.000-07:00

while the protection of innocent human life from the pirates is my primary concern, I hope these magnificent birds are treated humanely and rehabilitated back into the wild. too often in the past we have seen animals suffer for the wrondgoing of their caretakers.

I'm into organized religion but I'm not a spiritual person

2009-04-15T05:39:00.001-07:00

a draft dodger is/was an escaped slave

2009-04-05T09:02:00.001-07:00

its okay to not want to die or to not want to kill

Should I return the hockey shirt to Jim McClure and should I give Tim back the empty glass bottle from the juice he gave me

2009-04-05T06:25:00.001-07:00

I am really bad at throwing things out. A few months ago, I wrote about how excited I was that Jim McClure told me he had a black hockey shirt that he was getting rid of and wanted to know if I wanted it..I said sure..I've always wanted another hockey shirt and a black one seemed perfect..he gave it to me, I took it home, excitedly tried it on..ends up I dont really like it..I have been confused for months as to what to do with it, I am considering tomorrow (Monday) to bring it back to the office and see if Jim wants it back...

the other day, Tim and I were talking about his juices, he asked me if I wanted to try one.. I was curious, but at first declined as I felt maybe he only had a very limited amount of the bottles, Tim heartily insisted..and I took one..the juice was in this pretty glass 16 ounce bottle..here's my confusion -I finished the bottle, enjoyed the cucumber juice (if you are curious as to what cucumber juice tastes like - it tastes like cucumbers)

printed on the bottle it says "return for $2.00 refund", should I return the bottle to Tim, so he can get the refund (assuming he collects all his bottles and does so anyway) or should I just throw out the bottle and get on with my day