Archive for January, 2012

Defining the Sexapocalypse

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Yes, that’s the burning question….and my answer and those of others are on io9. I should note none of the responses are as awesome as the Hieronymous Bosch painting.

Black Wednesday

Wednesday, January 18th, 2012

It seems a little ironic that the laws allowing the government to indefinitely detain human beings drew less protest than SOPA has. Then again, the line has to be drawn somewhere. As I wrote a few years back in my essay on the Future of War, the national security state is keenly aware that domination of the web is critical. Indeed, this past July, the Defense Department declared that the Internet to be an “operational domain of war”, and what’s going on right now is war by another name. For now, I think (and hope) that the wave of protests that constitute Black Wednesday will stem the encroachment; then again, if they can’t shut down your website, they can always arrest you and throw away the key.

Keep in mind, too, that this is merely the first round. The bills and executive orders that will be the successors of SOPA will be framed and justified by a national security imperative: i.e., telling the American public they need to give away their freedoms because companies need to make more money (e.g., SOPA) is one thing, but telling them they need to give it up for security…. hell, that works every time. Especially if the inevitable¬†cyber-terrorist attacks¬†that will be used to justify it came in the midst of food riots, looting, and economic chaos… shit, you won’t even notice that your screens have gone dark then.

Benjamin Tate’s latest release

Wednesday, January 4th, 2012

So much to talk about…last night’s GOP primary…my cats’ latest scheme to undermine me….the teetering state of the world economy…but for now I’d simply like to introduce you to a colleague of mine, Benjamin Tate, whose latest book is now OUT.¬† LEAVES OF FLAME is awesome stuff, and well worth your time.

And yes, Benjamin Tate is a pseudonym, and no it’s not me.

Resurfacing

Monday, January 2nd, 2012

The rumors as to my kidnapping at the hands of fanged space rabbits are unfounded. I have returned. But things are not as they were. To wit: I’m now living in Los Angeles, and I have a new novel coming out this spring. Which I will tell you all about in due course!

But enough about me, I know that what you really care about is seeing a photo of my new kitten. His name is Catticus Finch, and though his older “brothers” Ajax and Captain Zoom find him somewhat annoying at times (because he only has two speeds, Asleep and Insanely Hyper), they have accepted that this is now a three-beast household. My sister tells me this essentially makes me a crazy cat guy, to which I plead GUILTY AS FUCK.

And btw, happy new year!