Sense of Wonder

Tycho crater's central peak complex casts a long, dark shadow near local sunrise in this spectacular view that was captured by the Lunar Reconaissance Orbiter on June 10, 2011. Shown in amazing detail (click to embiggen), boulder strewn slopes and jagged shadows appear in the highest resolution yet imaged at 5 feet per pixel. The entire complex is slightly less than a mile wide, formed in uplift by the giant impact that created the well-known ray crater 100 million years ago. The summit of its central peak reaches approximately 6500 feet above the crater floor.

Maybe it's because I grew up the 1960s and 1970s and the manned space program left an indelible mark upon my psyche, but I look at an image like this and think, we must return to the moon. And at this point I don't care if it's the U.S. or the Chinese or some other country; it needs to be done.

Back in the 70s there was a loud outcry from certain sectors (and to a large degree, it remains today) that too much money was being spent on the space program; money that would be better suited to solving problems at home.

Since that time, funding for space exploration has been cut to almost nothing, and yet I see none of the social ills that plagued us in the 70s having gotten any better in the intervening years. So where did all that money go?

Keeping in mind the source of our current economic woes, do I really need to ask?

The United States currently spends over 60% of its income on the military. Can you imagine what we could do—not just in the areas of space exploration, but across the board in education, infrastructure and other areas currently so woefully underfunded—if that was cut by half? Hell, if it was cut by 20% this would be an entirely different country than it is now.

The surface area of the moon is 14.6 million square miles, roughly 3.8 times the area of the United States. C'mon folks, it's a whole new continent out there waiting to be explored! What are we waiting for?

National will and curiosity, that's what.

Out of national pride in what the U.S. used to be, I would naturallly like to see us be the ones to go back, but both national will and curiosity are sadly lacking in our current environment that is at best apathetic, or in the case of the Republicans and the low-information voters they rely on to get elected—downright hostile—to science and education. The recent election cycle has shown in no uncertain terms the level of intelligence that the people are sending to Congress ("A woman's body can shut down pregnancy in the case of legitimate rape."), and as long as teh st00pid is celebrated in society (I'm talking to you, Paris Hilton, Kim Kardashian, Honey Boo Boo, et. al.), nothing is going to change.

Total Weirdness

Back in 1996 I found this photo, "Women [of the] KKK Drum Corps" buried deep in a closet under the stairs in one of the many places I lived in San Francisco. My housemate—who was friends with the building owner—couldn't imagine that it belonged to her, so its source has remained a mystery. I was thinking of donating the original print to Shorpy, but now I can't seem to lay my hands on it. I'm sure it's in a box around here somewhere, but after all this time the exact location is anyone's guess.

They all look so proud, don't they?

Fucking Insanity

Two California teenagers were arrested on New Year's Eve after allegedly spiking one of their parents' milkshakes with sleeping medication. The girls did this, the local police said, because one girl felt her parents' Internet curfew was too strict. The parents apparently restricted access to the family's wireless Internet connection after 10pm.

"The unsuspecting parents consumed only about a quarter of their shakes thinking that they tasted very odd," the police in Rocklin, California (22 miles northeast of the state capital, Sacramento) reported.

"However, they consumed enough of the medicine for it to take effect within an hour and fell asleep. The parents did not awake until the following morning and did not remember what had occurred."

Police told the Sacramento Bee that after waking once during the night with headaches and grogginess that persisted until morning, the adults went to the police to get a $5 drug test kit.

"Many parents buy them and have their kids' urine tested," Lt. Lon Milka, a Rocklin police spokesperson, told the paper. When the parents found out they had been drugged, they alerted the police, who promptly arrested the teens on charges of conspiracy and willfully mingling a pharmaceutical with food.

The names of the 15- and 16-year-old girls—who were booked in Placer County Juvenile Hall on December 31, 2012—are being withheld as they are minors.

"The girls wanted to use the Internet, and they'd go to whatever means they had to," Milka added. "If they were adults, they could be facing prison time."

Fabulous!

Sebastian Kim shot this Spring/Summer 2013 Jean Paul Gaultier ad starring models Ginta Lapina, Hannelore Knuts, Jeneil Williams, Maria Kashleva as Madonna, Grace Jones, Boy George, and David Bowie.

Illinois Catholic Priest Calls 911: "Help! I Can't Get Out Of These Handcuffs!"

From Joe.My.God.:

The 911 operator in Springfield, Illinois fielded an unusual emergency call from the local Catholic church in late November.  The story was published yesterday by the Illinois Times.

The pastor of St. Aloysius church on Springfield's north end has been granted a leave of absence after he called 911 from the rectory and told a dispatcher that he needed help getting out of handcuffs. "I'm going to need help getting out before this becomes a medical emergency," Father Tom Donovan told a dispatcher who sounds a bit incredulous during the Nov. 28 call. "You're stuck in a pair of handcuffs?" the dispatcher asks. "(I was) playing with them and I need help getting out," Donovan responds. Donovan told the dispatcher that he was alone in the rectory. It's not clear exactly how he ended up in handcuffs or why he feared a medical emergency. His voice sounds garbled or muffled on the tape, and sources say that police discovered some sort of gag on the priest when they arrived. The diocese has been tight-lipped about the matter, saying only that Bishop Thomas Paprocki granted Donovan's request for a leave of absence at some point before Christmas.

Bolding is mine. It took me a few extra minutes to write this post because I was laughing so hard at the 911 call. I am a horrible person.

I wonder if police also checked his rectum for any, um…foreign objects he might've "tripped and fallen" on?