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The Lady of Pain

DOLORES

Algernon Swinburne


Cold eyelids that hide like a jewel
Hard eyes that grow soft for an hour;
The heavy white limbs, and the cruel
Red mouth like a venomous flower;
When these are gone by with their glories,
What shall rest of thee then, what remain,
O mystic and sombre Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain?

Seven sorrows the priests give their Virgin;
But thy sins, which are seventy times seven,
Seven ages would fail thee to purge in,
And then they would haunt thee in heaven:
Fierce midnights and famishing morrows,
And the loves that complete and control
All the joys of the flesh, all the sorrows
That wear out the soul.

O garment not golden but gilded,
O garden where all men may dwell,
O tower not of ivory, but builded
By hands that reach heaven from hell;
O mystical rose of the mire,
O house not of gold but of gain,
O house of unquenchable fire,
Our Lady of Pain!

O lips full of lust and of laughter,
Curled snakes that are fed from my breast,
Bite hard, lest remembrance come after
And press with new lips where you pressed.
For my heart too springs up at the pressure,
Mine eyelids too moisten and burn;
Ah, feed me and fill me with pleasure,
Ere pain come in turn.

In yesterday's reach and to-morrow's,
Out of sight though they lie of to-day,
There have been and there yet shall be sorrows
That smite not and bite not in play.
The life and the love thou despisest,
These hurt us indeed, and in vain,
O wise among women, and wisest,
Our Lady of Pain.

Who gave thee thy wisdom? what stories
That stung thee, what visions that smote?
Wert thou pure and a maiden, Dolores,
When desire took thee first by the throat?
What bud was the shell of the blossom
That all men may smell to and pluck?
What milk fed thee first at what bosom?
What sins gave thee suck?

We shift and bedeck and bedrape us,
Thou art noble and nude and antique;
Libitina thy mother, Priapus
Thy father, a Tuscan and Greek.
We play with light loves in the portal,
And wince and relent and refrain;
Loves die, and we know thee immortal,
Our Lady of Pain.

Fruits fail and love dies and time ranges;
Thou art fed with perpetual breath,
And alive after infinite changes,
And fresh from the kisses of death;
Of languours rekindled and rallied,
Of barren delights and unclean,
Things monstrous and fruitless, a pallid
And poisonous queen.

Could you hurt me, sweet lips, though I hurt you?
Men touch them, and change in a trice
The lilies and languours of virtue
For the raptures and roses of vice;
Those lie where thy foot on the floor is,
These crown and caress thee and chain,
O splendid and sterile Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.

There are sins it may be to discover,
There are deeds it may be to delight.
What new work wilt thou find for thy lover,
What new passions for daytime or night?
What spells that they know not a word of
Whose lives are as leaves overblown?
What tortures undreamt of, unheard of,
Unwritten, unknown?

Ah beautiful passionate body
That never has ached with a heart!
On thy mouth though the kisses are bloody,
Though they sting till it shudder and smart,
More kind than the love we adore is,
They hurt not the heart or the brain,
O bitter and tender Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.

As our kisses relax and redouble,
From the lips and the foam and the fangs
Shall no new sin be born for men's trouble,
No dream of impossible pangs?
With the sweet of the sins of old ages
Wilt thou satiate thy soul as of yore?
Too sweet is the rind, say the sages,
Too bitter the core.

Hast thou told all thy secrets the last time,
And bared all thy beauties to one?
Ah, where shall we go then for pastime,
If the worst that can be has been done?
But sweet as the rind was the core is;
We are fain of thee still, we are fain,
O sanguine and subtle Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.

By the hunger of change and emotion
By the thirst of unbearable things,
By despair, the twin-born of devotion
By the pleasure that winces and stings,
The delight that consumes the desire,
The desire that outruns the delight,
By the cruelty deaf as a fire
And blind as the night,

By the ravenous teeth that have smitten
Through the kisses that blossom and bud,
By the lips intertwisted and bitten
Till the foam has a savour of blood,
By the pulse as it rises and falters,
By the hands as they slacken and strain,
I adjure thee, respond from thine altars,
Our Lady of Pain.

Wilt thou smile as a woman disdaining
The light fire in the veins of a boy?
But he comes to thee sad, without feigning,
Who has wearied of sorrow and joy;
Less careful of labour and glory
Than the elders whose hair has uncurled;
And young, but with fancies as hoary
And grey as the world.

I have passed from the outermost portal
To the shrine where a sin is a prayer;
What care though the service be mortal?
O our Lady of Torture, what care?
All thine the last wine that I pour is,
The last in the chalice we drain,
O fierce and luxurious Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.

All thine the new wine of desire,
The fruit of four lips as they clung
Till the hair and the eyelids took fire,
The foam of a serpentine tongue,
The froth of the serpents of pleasure,
More salt than the foam of the sea,
Now felt as a flame, now at leisure
As wine shed for me.

Ah thy people, thy children, thy chosen,
Marked cross from the womb and perverse!
They have found out the secret to cozen
The gods that constrain us and curse;
They alone, they are wise, and no other;
Give me place, even me, in their train,
O my sister, my spouse, and my mother,
Our Lady of Pain.

For the crown of our life as it closes
Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust;
No thorns go as deep as a rose's,
And love is more cruel than lust.
Time turns the old days to derision,
Our loves into corpses or wives;
And marriage and death and division
Make barren our lives.

And pale from the past we draw nigh thee,
And satiate with comfortless hours;
And we know thee, how all men belie thee,
And we gather the fruit of thy flowers;
The passion that slays and recovers,
The pangs and the kisses that rain
On the lips and the limbs of thy lovers,
Our Lady of Pain.

The desire of thy furious embraces
Is more than the wisdom of years,
On the blossom though blood lie in traces,
Though the foliage be sodden with tears.
For the lords in whose keeping the door is
That opens to all who draw breath
Gave the cypress to love, my Dolores,
The myrtle to death.

And they laughed, changing hands in the measure,
And they mixed and made peace after strife;
Pain melted in tears, and was pleasure;
Death mingled with blood, and was life.
Like lovers they melted and tingled,
In the dusk of thine innermost fane;
In the darkness they murmured and mingled,
Our Lady of Pain.

In a twilight where virtues are vices,
In thy chapels, unknown of the sun,
To a tune that enthralls and entices,
They were wed, and the twain were as one.
For the tune from thine altar hath sounded
Since God bade the world's work begin,
And the fume of thine incense abounded,
To sweeten the sin.

Love listens, and paler than ashes,
Through his curls as the crown on them slips,
Lifts languid wet eyelids and lashes,
And laughs with insatiable lips.
Thou shalt hush him with heavy caresses,
With music that scares the profane;
Thou shalt darken his eyes with thy tresses,
Our Lady of Pain.

Thou shalt bind his bright eyes though he wrestle,
Thou shalt chain his light limbs though he strive;
In his lips all thy serpents shall nestle,
In his hands all thy cruelties thrive.
In the daytime thy voice shall go through him,
In his dreams he shall feel thee and ache;
Thou shalt kindle by night and subdue him
Asleep and awake.

Thou shalt touch and make redder his roses
With juice not of fruit nor of bud;
When the sense in the spirit reposes,
Thou shalt quicken the soul through the blood.
Thine, thine the one grace we implore is,
Who would live and not languish or feign,
O sleepless and deadly Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.

Dost thou dream, in a respite of slumber,
In a lull of the fires of thy life,
Of the days without name, without number,
When thy will stung the world into strife;
When, a goddess, the pulse of thy passion
Smote kings as they revelled in Rome;
And they hailed thee re-risen, O Thalassian,
Foam-white, from the foam?

When thy lips had such lovers to flatter;
When the city lay red from thy rods,
And thine hands were as arrows to scatter
The children of change and their gods;
When the blood of thy foemen made fervent
A sand never moist from the main,
As one smote thm, their lord and thy servant,
Our Lady of Pain.

On sands by the storm never shaken,
Nor wet from the washing of tides;
Nor by foam of the waves overtaken,
Nor winds that the thunder bestrides;
But red from the print of thy paces,
Made smooth for the world and its lords,
Ringed round with a flame of fair faces,
And splendid with swords.

There the gladiator, pale for thy pleasure,
Drew bitter and perilous breath;
There torments laid hold on the treasure
Of limbs too delicious for death;
When the gardens were lit with live torches;
When the world was a steed for thy rein;
When the nations lay prone in thy porches,
Our Lady of Pain.

When, with flame all around him aspirant,
Stood flushed, as a harp-player stands,
The implacable beautiful tyrant,
Rose-crowned, having death in his hands;
And a sound as the sound of loud water
Smote far through the flight of the fires,
And mixed with the lightning of slaughter
A thunder of lyres.

Dost thou dream of what was and no more is,
The old kingdoms of earth and the kings?
Dost thou hunger for these things, Dolores,
For these, in a new world of things?
But thy bosom no fasts could emaciate,
No hunger compel to complain
Those lips that no bloodshed could satiate,
Our Lady of Pain.

As of old when the world's heart was lighter,
Through thy garments the grace of thee glows,
The white wealth of thy body made whiter
By the blushes of amorous blows,
And seamed with sharp lips and fierce fingers,
And branded by kisses that bruise;
When all shall be gone that now lingers,
Ah, what shall we lose?

Thou wert fair in the fearless old fashion,
And thy limbs are as melodies yet,
And move to the music of passion,
With lithe and lascivious regret.
What ailed us, O gods, to desert you
For creeds that refuse and restrain?
Come down and redeem us from virtue,
Our Lady of Pain.

All shrines that were Vestal are flameless,
But the flame has not fallen from this;
Though obscure be the god, and though nameless
The eyes and the hair that wqe kiss;
Low fires that love sits by and forges
Fresh heads for his arrows and thine;
Hair loosened and soiled in mid orgies
With kisses and wine.

Thy skin changes country and colour,
And shrivels or swells to a snake's.
Let it brighten and bloat and grow duller,
We know it, the flames and the flakes,
Red brands on it smitten and bitten,
Round skies where a star is a stain,
And the leaves with thy litanies written,
Our Lady of Pain.

On thy bosom though many a kiss be,
There are none such as knew it of old.
Was it Alciphron once or Arisbe,
Male ringlets or feminine gold,
That thy lips met with under the statue,
Whence a look shot out sharp after thieves
From the eyes of the garden-god at you
Across the fig-leaves?

Then still, through dry seasons and moister,
One god had a wreath to his shrine;
Then love was the pearl of his oyster,
And Venus rose red out of wine,
We have all done amiss, choosing rather
Such loves as the wise gods disdain;
Intercede for us thou with thy father,
Our Lady of Pain.

In spring he had crowns of his garden,
Red corn in the heat of the year,
Then hoary green olives that harden
When the grape-blossom freezes with fear;
And milk-budded myrtles with Venus
And vine-leaves with Bacchus he trod;
And ye said, "We have seen, he hath seen us,
A visible God."

What broke off the garlands that girt you?
What sundered you spirit and clay?
Weak sins yet alive are as virtue
To the strength of the sins of that day.
For dried is the blood of thy lover,
Ipsithilla, contracted the vein;
Cry aloud, "Will he rise and recover,
Our Lady of Pain?"

Cry aloud; for the old world is broken;
Cry out; for the Phrygian is priest,
And rears not the bountiful token
And spreads not the fatherly feast.
From the midmost of Ida, from shady
Recesses that murmur at morn,
They have brought and baptized her, Our Lady,
A goddess new-born.

And the chaplets of old are above us,
And the oyster-bed teems out of reach;
Old poets outsing and outlove us,
And Catullus makes mouths at our speech.
Who shall kiss, in thy father's own city,
With such lips as he sang with, again?
Intercede for us all of thy pity,
Our Lady of Pain.

Out of Dindymus heavily laden
Her lions draw bound and unfed
A mother, a mortal, a maiden,
A queen over death and the dead.
She is cold, and her habit is lowly,
Her temple of branches and sods;
Most fruitful and virginal, holy,
A mother of gods.

She hath wasted with fire thine high places,
She hath hidden and marred and made sad
The fair limbs of the Loves, the fair faces
Of gods that were goodly and glad.
She slays, and her hands are not bloody;
She moves as a moon in the wane,
White-robed, and thy raiment is ruddy,
Our Lady of Pain.

They shall pass and their places be taken,
The gods and the priests that are pure,
They shall pass, and shalt thou not be shaken?
They shall perish, and shalt thou endure?
Death laughs, breathing close and relentless
In the nostrils and eyelids of lust,
With a pinch in his fingers of scentless
And delicate dust.

But the worm shall revive thee with kisses;
Thou shalt change and transmute as a god,
As the rod to a serpent that hisses,
As the serpent again to a rod.
Thy life shall not cease though thou doff it;
Thou shalt live until evil be slain,
And the good shall die first, said thy prophet,
Our Lady of Pain.

Did he lie? did he laugh? does he know it,
Now he lies out of reach, out of breath,
Thy prophet, thy preacher, thy poet,
Sin's child by incestuous Death?
Did he find out in fire at his waking,
Or discern as his eyelids lost light,
When the bands of his body were breaking
And all came in sight?

Who has known all the evil before us,
Or the tyrannous secrets of time?
Though we match not the dead men that bore us
At a song, at a kiss, at a crime -
Though the heathen outface and outlive us,
And our lives and our longings are twain -
Ah, forgive us our virtues, forgive us,
Our Lady of Pain.

Who are we that embalm and embrace thee
With spices and savours of song?
What is time, that his children should face thee?
What am I, that my lips do thee wrong?
I could hurt thee - but pain would delight thee;
Or caress thee - but love would repel;
And the lovers whose lips would excite thee
Are serpents in hell.

Who now shall content thee as they did,
Thy lovers, when temples were built
And the hair of the sacrifice braided
And the blood of the sacrifice spilt,
In Lampsacus fervent with faces,
In Aphaca red from thy reign,
Who embraced thee with awful embraces,
Our Lady of Pain?

Where are they, Cotytto or Venus,
Astarte or Ashtaroth, where?
Do their hands as we touch come between us?
Is the breath of them hot in thy hair?
From their lips have thy lips taken fever,
With the blood of their bodies grown red?
Hast thou left upon earth a believer
If these men are dead?

They were purple of raiment and golden,
Filled full of thee, fiery with wine,
Thy lovers, in haunts unbeholden,
In marvellous chambers of thine.
They are fled, and their footprints escape us,
Who appraise thee, adore, and abstain,
O daughter of Death and Priapus,
Our Lady of Pain.

What ails us to fear overmeasure,
To praise thee with timorous breath,
O mistress and mother of pleasure,
The one thing as certain as death?
We shall change as the things that we cherish,
Shall fade as they faded before,
As foam upon water shall perish,
As sand upon shore.

We shall know what the darkness discovers,
If the grave-pit be shallow or deep;
And our fathers of old, and our lovers,
We shall know if they sleep not or sleep.
We shall see whether hell be not heaven,
Find out whether tares be not grain,
And the joys of the seventy times seven,
Our Lady of Pain.

Jesus Action Figure

PAAAAAAREN LAS PRENSAS !!!!!!
He decidido agregar el siguiente item a mi lista de regalos de Navidad :)

Raptor Jesus

Due to the increasing number of evidence, I have been forced to reconsider the historic accuracy of Raptor Jesus. The following pictures are undeniable evidence of His All-Raptorness.

Adios

Es una palabra muy dificil de escribir, pero mas dificil de decir.
Esta mañana le dije adios a Lucky por la que creo sera la ultima ocasion. Diría que espero que no, pero la verdad es que sufre mucho.
Todo empezo hace tiempo cuando le salío el primer tumor y ha hido decayendo. 2 veces la hemos operado para quitarle los tumores, la primera vez se recupero muy bien pero volvieron a aparecerle mas. Esta segunda vez ella no se esta recuperando, creo que la cosieron mal, pero pues ya no puede levantar bien su pata trasera. Esto hace que no pueda caminar y ya no puede ni subirse a la cama. Desde ayer no puede ni levantarse para caminar. Ya no ha querido comer, hacer del baño o levantarse. Extraño oirla cuando llego a la casa y extraño descubrir que se subio a mi cama durante la noche buscando un poquito de calor (le choca pasar frio) bajo las sabanas.
En la mañana me despedi de ella y le di un abrazo fuerte. Sé que pronto dejara de sufrir y ya no le va a doler mas.
Pero la voy a extrañar mucho.

Adios

Starbucks

Large Hadron Collider

This is the largest particle collider in the world. The one people say will create a black hole that will eat up the Earth. Right.

Check out the link to see their live webcam of the collision tube

http://www.cyriak.co.uk/lhc/lhc-webcams.html

Flu vaccine. Please get yours

I've heard several people state that they haven't and won't get vaccinated this year against the flu. This here post is an attempt to put information into YOUR hands so that you make an informed and responsible decision on this matter.

What is the Influenza?

It's basically a disease of the lungs, nose and throat. Severe coughing and running nose are also typical of the disease. Most people will be sick for about one week before feeling better, but some people (specially young children, pregnant women and old people) can get very sick and some may die. More than 60,000 people die every year in the US alone due to the Influenza virus.

How does the vaccine work?

There's 2 types of vaccine: TIV (trivalent inactivated influenza virus) & LAIV (live, attenuated influenza virus). Basically, one is made out of dead or inactivated virus (TIV) and the other is made out of live, but "beaten up" virus. The live version is slightly more effective, but more expensive as well to manufacture.

Does it work?

The CDC (Center for Disease Control) states that "The overall efficacy in preventing laboratory-documented influenza from all three influenza strains combined was 85% and 71%" talking about LAIV and TIV respectively. So in short, yes. Most of the time.

Who should get it?
Short answer: Almost everybody.
Long answer: Check this webpage

Any adverse effects I should be aware of ?
There's some chance of getting a fever after the vaccine, but this shouldn't last for long. No other serious side effects have been ovserved in numerous trials as shown here
I'd like to rant for a few paragraphs here. I've heard complaints of people claiming they got sick after getting the vaccine. If you're getting the TIV, there's no way in hell you get the flu out of it, because its DEAD. If you're getting the LAIV, there's a very slight chance you might get it, but as mentioned before, its not a perfect 100% guarantee vaccine. I've also heard people say that they got other kind of sickness after taking the flu vaccine. This is obviously perfectly feasible, as a flu vaccine won't protect you from measles, polio, or getting hit by a car. It's a FLU vaccine, it protects you from the influenza. Correlation is not causation, people. If I get the vaccine and get run-over by a car, the vaccine did NOT cause the car to run over me. They're correlated, but not caused by it. Same goes for other diseases, if you got the vaccine and got sick, its not because you got the vaccine, they're independent events and you would probably have become sick any way.

If it's not 100% effective, why should I take it?
Read above, dummy. There's a 70% - 80% chance it will prevent you from getting sick. And its free. By paying $0 you get 70%- 80% chance of not getting sick, its a no-brainer.

I never get sick, so why should I take it?
Read above, young children, old people and pregnant people are prone to DYING from this shit. Do you have un-vaccinated: little brothers, sisters, friends, grandparents, great-grandparents, old friends, pregnant friends, a pregnant wife, a pregnant little sister (hey, it happens) ?? We'll, if you're in contact with any of these, and other younglins/elders/pregnant women then you're putting THEM at risk. You might be healthy as a horse, and maybe even carrying the virus, but not getting sick. This does NOT mean you're not spreading it. Don't be an ass, care about the people around you.

Also,let's briefly talk about this thing called herd immunity. Basically what this means is that if a certain percentage of the population gets vaccinated, they'll "watch out" for the other members of the "herd". If a lot of people are vaccinated, they won't get the disease, which whill reduce the number of virae out there, which reduces contagion on other members.

Myths about the Flu

That's a great site with some myths about the flu, interesting to read. You can find a dozen other sites with flu myths by just googling it

So. What I hope to communicate here is:
The vaccine is a pretty safe (small chance of very minor fever for a couple of days), pretty effective, free way of protecting yourself and others around you.
Don't be an ass, get yours.

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Y que chingallos le pasa al mundo? / WTF is wrong with the world?

I'm echoing an article posted in the Skeptic's Guide to the Universe blog, only for the sheer horror it caused me when I read this.

I'm definetely not a religious person, but people that know me can tell you that I do, very much, respect other people's religious beliefs. I have the utmost respect for faithful people, the fact that we don't share faith does not stop me from respecting and holding dear people that differ from my viewpoint.

But to read this kind of bullshit just makes me re-state my way of thinking.

I respect any and all beliefs held by anyone, as long as they respect the very basic principles of mutual respect.

Branding people, let alone infants, as witches and wizards is FUCKING MEDIEVAL.

Driving nails through their heads is FUCKING MEDIEVAL

Killing more than a 100 "witches" adn BRAGGING about it is FUCKING MEDIEVAL

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/africaandindianocean/nigeria/3407882/Child-witches-of-Nigeria-seek-refuge.html

It terrifies me that someone out there can pretend to use a "religious" belief in this horrifying way, its just heart-breaking. I mean come on, its the 21st freaking century, we're still doing this kind of shit? Stoning "witches"? Really?

This kind of bullshit just makes me think, as Mr Evans states in the SGU blog, how pseudosciences and supperstition can be harmful and deadly. This is obviously not about religion and letting every one place his chip where he/she wishes. This is not a case of "well, that's the way they think and believe, let them beat the crap out of each other". The world we live in can no longer use tolerance as an excuse to let obvious and outrageouos abuses such as this one to happen. Of course, its hard to avoid falling in the pitfall of becoming the "world's police" as we often criticize the USA, but something has to be done.

Sexual violence against women is not acceptable, regardless of WHERE-THE-FUCK you live and who you claim to worship.

Violence against children is not acceptable, regardless of what these "priests" say and claim about this girl "killing" her mom with her "magic"

Psychological abuse of other human beings is not acceptable, regardless of how many demons you think live inside his head

Killing other people because thousands of years ago two brothers couldn't agree which interpretation of your holy book is correct is NOT ACCEPTABLE

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/africaandindianocean/nigeria/3407882/Child-witches-of-Nigeria-seek-refuge.html

Ringwraith

Drool...

Si, esto de pintar miniaturas es realmente un vicio... Maldito Games-Workshop. Porque hacen figuritas tan bonitas !!!!

http://www.games-workshop.com/gws/catalog/productDetail.jsp?catId=cat1110131&prodId=prod1130399&rootCatGameStyle=

Bueno, ahora yo voy a demandar a todos los vendedores de Limon

http://mx.entertainment.yahoo.com/06112008/38/entretenimiento-ciudad-turca-batman-demanda-hollywood.html

Batman esta demandando a Batman...
Esto es, la ciudad de Batman en Durka-Durka-landia esta demandando a los productores de las peliculas de Batman por usar el nombre de la ciudad sin permiso ni respeto a los derechos de autor.
Vaya, ahora si se la engraparon en los cachetes.
Entonces inspirado por tan brillante acto legal y dado que mi apellido es Limon, voy a proceder a demandar a todas las compañías que vendan limones, o que incluyan la palabra limon en su publicidad (como incontables marcas de detergentes para trastes, excepto las de P&G porsupuesto)

Algunas contrapciones cool

http://FantasticContraption.com/?designId=3681623
http://FantasticContraption.com/?designId=3681973

De "Suplementos alimenticios" y otras falacias

¿Notan algo raro en esta imagen?

¿Que tal con la leyenda de "MAY reduce coronary heart disease risk" ?

Haganme el chingado favor, mañana mismo saco mi fad-product, de aceite de peje-lagarto, que PODRIA reducir el RIESGO de TAL VEZ, ALGUN DIA, en casos POSIBLES, tener un infarto, perder la memoria, volverse loco, gay, pendejo, politico y hasta les PODRIA incrementar 7 metros de pene.

Por supuesto, PODRIA que nada de eso pasara.

Esta es de esas cosas que me re-encabronan de los suplementos alimenticios, homeopáticos y otras pendejadas que realmente no tienen fundamento alguno fuera de un pensamiento mágico.

Porque realmente, diganme ¿que fundamenta que el aceite de pescado reduzca el riesgo de una enfermedad coronaria?

Permitanme mostrar una imagen y un link... a los MANUFACTURADORES DE ESTE PRODUCTO

http://www.vitamin.com/ProductDatabase/prd_prod.asp?tab=Products&section=2&productid=127

Lo que subraye en rojo basicamente dice... "Este producto en realidad, no sirve"

Noten como ademas de todo, los statements no fueron revisados por la FDA y que el producto no tiene la intencion de curar.... es el disclaimer oficial de los suplementos alimenticios, para que la responsabilidad de usar el producto sea tuya y no de ellos.

Pero ¿Que significa eso de que la FDA lo haya evaluado?

Permitanme otro link y otra imagen

http://www.fda.gov/opacom/7approvl.html

O sea que este producto pasó el gran reto de mandar un papel a la FDA diciendo "Queremos vender esta chingadera" y la FDA dijo OK, es un suplemento alimenticio, no tienes que demostrar nada...

La aprobación de la FDA básicamente sirve para decir "si consumes esto, no es probable que te mueras por haberlo comido". Enfásis en el probable.

Ellos mismos lo dicen en su pagina, diciendo que el producto mostro "alguna evidencia" de soporte, pero la evidencia no es conclusiva. Esto significa alguna de las siguientes cosas: el efecto del producto es menor al ruido esperado, o el nivel de significancia del efecto fue demasiado bajo o alguna otra estadistica sobre como el producto NO CUMPLIO CON LOS CRITERIOS PARA DEMOSTRAR QUE FUNCIONA.

Pero esto es darle demasiado crédito a dichos estudios "científicos" y a la interpretación que se da aqui.

Permitanme otro link

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/9424039?ordinalpos=1&itool=EntrezSystem2.PEntrez.Pubmed.Pubmed_ResultsPanel.Pubmed_DiscoveryPanel.Pubmed_Discovery_RA&linkpos=1&log$=relatedarticles&logdbfrom=pubmed

Este es un resumen de uno de dichos estudios. El estudio se enfoca en ver el riesgo relativo, que es una proporcion del riesgo de un evento, en relacion a su exposicion al mismo. Como ejemplo, si la probabilidad de un fumador a contraer cancer pulmonar es de 20% y la de un no-fumador es de 1%, el riesgo relativo es de 20. O sea eres 20 veces mas probable de adquirir cancer pulmonar si fumas que si no fumas. Esos numeros los invente solo para ejemplificar esto del riesgo relativo. Regresando al estudio linkeado arriba, permitanme citar una parte del resumen:

"Neither dietary fish consumption nor n-3 fatty acid intake was associated with a reduced risk of total myocardial infarction, nonsudden cardiac death, or total cardiovascular mortality. However, fish consumption was associated with a significantly reduced risk of total mortality. CONCLUSION: These prospective data suggest that consumption of fish at least once per week may reduce the risk of sudden cardiac death in men."

La conclusión en parte contradice al resultado, ya que el resultado dice que el consumo de pescado y acidos grasos n-2 (Omega 3) NO se asoció con un riesgo reducido de infarto, muerte cardíaca no súbita o mortalidad cardiovascular total. Sin embargo, la conclusion trata de malguíarnos diciendo que si hay una relacion significatica con la posibilidad de muerte cardiaca subita.

¿Porque digo malguiarnos? Porque el articulo habla de que la mejora es algo significativo, lo cual la mayor parte de la gente interpreta como una potencial mejora "muy grande". Estadísticamente a lo que se refiere esto es que la muestra es suficientemente grande para que la diferencia detectable sea repetible en muestras mas pequeñas. PERO eso no dice nada sobre el TAMAÑO del efecto. O sea, una diferencia de .1% (que puede estar dentro del nivel de ruido de una prueba) puede ser significativa, sin que esto signifique que sea grande. O sea, el estudio no descarta de ninguna forma el que esta posible mejora contra una persona que no consumio pescado y Omega 3 podria muy bien ser simplemente ruido.

El resumen tampoco habla, por cierto, de los controles de calidad que tuvo esta prueba. ¿Fue una prueba "double-blinded"? ¿Como dieron seguimiento a la cantidad de pescado que comia cada individuo? ¿Hicieron controles sobre la cantidad de colesterol en la sangre a lo largo del tiempo? ¿Cuantos años duro la prueba? (solo mencionan los años-hombre, pero dependiendo de como se distribuyó la mortalidad podria representar mas o menos años absolutos)

Este ultimo punto es importantisimo, porque la extension de estas pruebas podrian haber sido demasiado cortas para demostrar el efecto deseado. Por ejemplo es como si dijera que esta piedra magica reduce el riesgo de tener Alzheimer, pero mi estudio solo dura 6 meses, ¿que probabilidad habia de que les diera Alzheimer en ese lapso de tiempo? El estudio compara a los individuos DENTRO del estudio, pero no menciona comparación alguna contra la media poblacional, de la cual debe haber muchisima informacion.

En fin, no soy médico ni nada similar y mi opinión probablemente tenga algunos agujeros, pero al final del día creo que es bastante sólida y la verdad investigué bastante este tema antes de escribir estas líneas. Espero que quien lea esto encuentre algo de información y si tiene una opinion distinta y evidencias, me gustaria escucharlas.

Carnivean terminado !!

Listo, por fin terminé de pintar al Carnivean.
Las fotos no son de muy buena calidad, les prometo que en la vida real se ve mucho menos borroso.

Posteen sus opiniones, pls!!

Alicia en el (verdadero) Pais de las Maravillas

Si esto es cierto, será interesante ver la visión de Tim Burton de Alicia

http://www.comcast.net/articles/entertainment/20080924/ENTERTAINMENT-US-DEPPusents/

Worale con la borrachera

Entiendo que la recesion va a estar durisima en USA pero las reacciones de algunos parecen ser un poco exageradas

http://www.wlwt.com/cnn-news/17589970/detail.html

Carta encontrada en la Interné

Dear Dr. Laura,

Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and I try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind him that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination.
End of debate.
I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the specific laws and how to best follow them.

When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord (Lev. 1:9). The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?

I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?

I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness (Lev. 15:19-24). The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.

Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?

I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?

A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination (Lev. 11:10), it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this?

Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?

Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev.19:27. How should they die?

I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread. (cotton/polyester blend) He also tends to curse and blaspheme alot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? (Lev.24:10-16) Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)

I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help.
Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.

Your devoted disciple and adoring fan.


ROFL

Happy International "Talk like a Pirate Day"

http://www.talklikeapirate.com/

Arre, atad los mástiles y apresad las velas !!

Preparaos para la tormenta, Whiskey y Ron para todos !!

Y a todos los cerdos de tierra-firme, Dolor y Muerte !!

El mito de la semana. #3

Bueno, el mito de esta semana: "Los geeks no somos sexy". Sugerido por el estimado lector, Memo Salas.




El origen de este mito claramente data de tiempos muy cercanos, ya que es enormemente conocida la popularidad (en especial sexual) de Über Geeks como:























Aristoteles. Vaya era Griego, por lo tanto "popular" con niños y hasta cabras seguramente (lo cual era considerado "sexy" en esos tiempos / lugares)


















Galileo. Todos saben que a las mujeres les gustan los niños "malos". A este cabron lo ex-comunicaron, seguro se acostó con toda Italia. Supera eso, Marky Mark.






















Sir Isaac Newton. Chequen la depravación total en su mirada, este cuate le ha de haber hecho a todo. Es universalmente conocido que la "manzana" que lo inspiró a escribir su Teoría de la Gravitación Universal es simplemente hacia una de sus multiples amantes. Hasta el día de hoy, científicos de la NASA y hasta cabalistas utilizan numerología mistica para extraer consejos sexuales de su obra maxima Principia Mathematica. Es como lo que hacen con la Biblia de saltarse un numero de letras para sacar profecias, solo que con mas sexo y menos idioteces.

Por ultimo, les doy un par de links que son ejemplos actuales de Geeks Über-Sexy

http://www.skepchick.org/ Vaya, hasta calendarios tienen. Para el 2009 yo quiero uno (el de Skepchicks porfavor, el de Skepdudes mandenselo a Alicia)

http://www.newsweek.com/id/140457?GT1=43002

Conclusión. Claramente todos los ejemplos que vemos en las peliculas, periódicos y tele son fabricaciones ficticias de las mentes celosas de Sports Jocks, retrasados mentales y/0 alienigenas pervertidos con una fijacion por los "anal probes". Los Geeks somos sexys, controlamos el mundo y somos mas propensos a tener estatuas esculpidas en nuestros nombres.

He dicho

Debunk of the week #2

Un dia tarde, pero aqui esta.
Sé que prometí revisar los mitos que sugirieran, pero no pude contenerme al escuchar de esto. Diran que tal vez no sea un mito y whatnot, pero es tan increible que debia publicar esto.

La semana pasada, al igual que cientos de otros novios en Mexico, me di a la noble tarea de buscar boletos para Madonna.

Toda esta euforia por esta mujer trajo a mi atencion la siguiente noticia (de 2006) :

Madonna and her husband Guy Ritchie have reportedly been lobbying the British government and nuclear inudstry to “clean up radioactive waste with a supposedly magic Kabbalah fluid,” says London”s Sunday TImes.
“It was like a crank call . . . the scientific mechanisms and principles were just bollocks, basically,” one official told the Times. “She relentlessly pursued people,” according to a former civil servant. “She wanted to get this Russian scientist to explain this to civil servants.” “I can write the greatest songs and make the most fabulous films and be a fashion icon and conquer the world, but if there isn”t a world to conquer, what”s the point?” Madonna said, according to the paper. “I”ve just come to a place in my life where I”m trying to really see what the big picture is and where my energy is better spent, and that”s one area I”m really concerned about.” Madonna”s rep dismissed the story as old news, saying that the singer”s efforts occurred a few years back. “Better to talk about her current obsession - building an orphanage in [the AIDS ravaged African nation of] Malawi,” she noted, “kind of adopting an entire country.”

ROFL

Bueno, 2 años despues seguimos teniendo residuos radioactivos, asi que no hay mucho mas que decir.

El mito de la semana. #1

Esta semana inicio lo que espero sea una tradicion semanal. Cada semana subiré información des-tronando algun mito urbano o "hecho" comunmente aceptado que en realidad es totalmente falso.

Esta semana empezamos con un mito que debatimos brevemente en el automovil de mi papa, con mis hermanos y mama.

Este es el mito del perro San Bernardo. En varias caricaturas y peliculas se les observa cargando un pequeño barril de Brandy (algunos dicen Whiskey). El proposito de dicho barril es supuestamente ayudar a algun pobre viajero perdido en los Alpes (lugar donde se origina el mito) a recuperar el calor de su cuerpo y rescatarlo de esta forma de la hipotermia.

Este mito se divide en dos partes:

1) Los San Bernardo nunca usaron este tipo de barriles.

El San Bernardo es una raza criada por los monjes San Bernardinos en el Paso de San Bernardo, en los Alpes. Aunque los perros se usaban para distintos propósitos, incluyendo busqueda de personas extraviadas, los monjes de el hospicio han comentado en multiples ocasiones que nunca los usaron con el proposito de cargar alcohol hacia victimas perdidas (ver abajo, segunda parte del mito)

2) El alcohol ayuda a "recuperar el calor"

Esta es la parte fundamental del mito, en la que la gente cree que beber alguna bebida alcoholica (en este caso Brandy) te ayuda a recuperar calor del ambiente. Esto es totalmente falso. De hecho si el alcohol tiene algun efecto en este caso seria negativo, ya que como saben nuestro hígado requiere de grandes cantidades de agua para procesar el alcohol, lo cual nos dehidrata. Este proceso consume una gran cantidad de energia y por lo tanto calor, lo cual reduce nuestra temperatura corporal.

La información mencionada arriba es verificada por varias fuentes, ver:

http://www.dogtraining-sy.com/ashranwa/St.htm

http://www.worsleyschool.net/science/files/stbernard/dog.html

http://www.doggeek.com/Breeds/S/Saint%20Bernard.shtml

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Bernard_(dog)

Rock Band - Sabotage - Hector's Performance

Porque nadie grita como yo !

Timmy !!

Intento #1
Si, somos malisimos. Nos sacaban por mi culpa la verdad.
Parece que no puedo cantar ni como un pequeño retrasado mental. Por eso lo mío es la guitarra !!!

Amazon.com

Recibí un correo de Amazon sobre el envio de mis libros de 4a Edicion que han vuelto a retrasar.
La parte importante del correo dice:

"Thanks for writing to Amazon.com.
Please accept my sincere apology for any inconvenience that may have caused you due to this misunderstanding and please allow me to explain. "Dungeons and Dragons Core Rulebook Gift Set, 4th Edition [BOX SET] (Hardcover)" has proven to be a very popular item. We have many customer orders for this item, and we've just begun receiving copies from our suppliers. We are filling orders as quickly as we can on a first-come, first-served basis."

Por supuesto me molesta de sobremanera que mi envio se retrase, pero dentro de todo, soy una persona comprensiva. La primera vez que lo retrasaron mande un correo y la respuesta que dieron me dejo mas o menos tranquilo.

Y luego volvieron a retrasar el envio.

Y esta vez tienen la madre de decir que estan llenando ordenes "on a first-come, first-served basis"

Porsupuesto estan mintiendo, sé por un hecho que a algunos amigos mios ya les llegaron sus libros siendo que los ordenaron despues de que yo lo hice. Obviamente me da gusto que a ellos les haya llegado su envio, pero me encabrona que Amazon me mienta de esta manera.

Hubiera preferido que me dijeran la verdad.

"Fuimos ineptos y nuestro programador de 3 pesos no tuvo la capacidad neuronal para hacer que nuestro sistema le diera preferencia a la gente que ordeno antes"

"El sistema tuvo un error y tu orden se registro meses despues"

"Fuimos arbitrarios y decidimos a quienes enviar y a quienes no"

"Se les envio primero a la gente que mas dinero ha gastado en Amazon"

"Tu nombre empieza con H y como somos Cientólogos (¿se escribe asi?) creemos que desciendes de el espiritu alienigena maligno HTROIOIOER, por lo cual pospusimos tu orden"

Cualquiera de esas excusas es menos molesta que la mentada de madre de que "first-come first-served" porque fui un FIRST COMER !!!!!
¨
*sigh* tristemente el ahorro de $$ que representa el precio de pre-ordenar con ellos me amarra a retener la orden.

Mas pics

A partir de hoy asi voy a pedir mi desayuno. Quiero un desayuno chingon!





















La orden deliciosa tiene sede en L.A.
















Asi voy poner un letrero en mi depa
















Y próximamente gran apertura de "OYYO" !!











Porfavor, no vaya a ofenderse

Made in Mejico

Algunas pics de cosas que solo podrian pasar en este país

5 meses sin fumar

El 1 de Junio cumplí 5 meses de dejar de fumar.
Las primeras semanas fueron un verdadero infierno, pero ha valido la pena, siento que mis pulmones se han dejado de quejar y en terminos generales estoy durmiendo mejor que antes.
Sentí que era importante hacer la mención de esto.
Gracias a toda la gente que ha estado apoyandome para esto !

A ver que pasa...

Sabado rolero por Gygax

Gracias a todos los participantes de la sesión extraordinaria del Sábado.

Alicia, te escondiste en la foto !!!

(Pero todos sabemos que estabas ahi eh !)

Las dos cartas clave que definieron mi perdicion

De PTQs y tristezas

Pues bien, Viernes 22 de Febrero, 11 P.M. vamos llegando a casa del Toño. Hasta las 4 A.M. armando decks, tuneando los detalles finales de mi deck de Goblins que quedo increible. Agradecimientos especiales al Tako por conseguir las cartas que faltaban !!
Trsitemente, no fue suficiente para pasar a Top 8. Despues de 8 horas aprox. de duelos, Moxes mal impresos, jugados a destiempo, etc. quedé en lugar 34 del evento (4 ganados, 3 perdidos).
No es un mal lugar, pero no fue suficiente. Cuando se juega competitivamente, es importante cumplir el objetivo ultimo, ganar el torneo.
He aqui una lista de los errores clave que me costaron juegos:

1) No jugar un Mox a tiempo: Maldita sea, este juego lo habria ganado, ademas era contra el que quedo en primer lugar antes de las rondas de eliminacion directa. Ibamos empatados y el ganador de este juego ganaba el match. El tenia control del tablero y estaba jugando muy bien, atacando con un Doran solamente y dejando a sus demas creaturas detras para cuidarse de la explosividad de los Goblins. Yo estaba en Topdeck mode y jugaba lo que jalaba (2 cartas en mano, un mox y un Earwig squad que no podia jugar por el mana). Sabía bien que mi ultima esperanza era jalar un patriarch's bidding. si lo jalaba ganaba. Cuento mi mana y me doy cuenta que con el mox tenia mana suficiente para jugar el Bidding si lo jalaba, pero "sabiamente" decido guardar el mox para evitar el Vindicate de mi oponente (que no estaba seguro de que tuviera en mano). Mi oponente me deja en 4 vidas, al siguiente turno estoy muerto. Justo antes de ceder el turno, juega Cabal's Therapy, piensa un segundo y dice "Mox". Obviamente, jale el patriarchs bidding que ahora no podia jugar. PTM. La jugada correcta era jugar el Mox, para evitar el descarte.

2) Imprimir mal un mox, en la 7a ronda imprimí mal un mox, que causo un arranque lento de mis goblins y eventualmente el que perdiera. Fue un error tonto que no debi haber cometido.

3) Mi 6a ronda era imposible de ganar (o al menos muy muy dificil). Me ganaron 2-0, un RDW muy bien armado y muy bien jugado.

En fin, esas son las tristezas del fin de semana. Sin embargo, en 15 dias viene la revancha. A ver como nos va !

%"&&! arboles caidos

Un arbol que se cayó justo enfrente de mi casa. Casi no se ve, pero esta aplastando 3 coches.
Tenemos una carta de hace 3 años en la que solicitamos a la Delegación que tale este arbol y nunca nos pelaron.
Los que se la van a pelar ahora son ellos, porque los dueños de los vehículos se llevaron una copia de la carta y van a demandarlos

Poder a la gente !!