Thought for the day

"I have a foreboding of an America in my children’s or grandchildren’s time when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what’s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness. The dumbing down of America is most evident in the slow decay of substantive content in the enormously influential media, the 30 second sound bites (now down to 10 seconds or less), lowest common denominator programming, credulous presentations on pseudoscience and superstition, but especially a kind of celebration of ignorance." -- Carl Sagan, 1995, apparently having invented a time machine



 Ed Gein: Wisconsin Cannibals. The Hungest Mama's Boy of the 20th Century. He's been in a strange place in America for a long time, but no one who lived in Plainfield, Wisconsin in the 1940s and 50s gave him a second look. He was a shy and quiet man, devoted to his mother, a barking lady, let's face it, a little prudent. She was such a grown-up figure in Gein's mind that when she passed away, she finally broke the 41-year-old. He climbed into her bedroom and living room, opting to stay in the dirt for the rest of the house. His new routine of making the local cemetery his playground was more disturbing, not in a fun, goth way, but it would be another nine years before he committed his first murder. Gein's gruesome crimes have inspired writers and filmmakers since the time the stories about his home hit the papers, and they are as horrifying today as they were in 1957.