Burning Man ’23 featured an art piece of several cats stretching outward in a circle, with their butts raised. There were five sculptures, identical except for the representation of the butt itself.
One of the piece’s artists with his contribution.
In the center was the following:
The artist’s assertion is that the cat presenting you with it’s butt is the cat’s way of expressing trust in you (and the rest of the stuff on the board is about trust). The artist(s) appeared to be unaware of the Glibertarian notion of what a catbutt means.
Bonus pictures, first the temple near sunset with Razorback mountain in the background.
A really cool piece of art – the Mariposa. We met the artist on the way in to Black Rock City, and we saw them again on the road out. I only got a daytime picture, but at night, the piece was beautifully illuminated and of course it was kinetic – the swing causing the wings to flap. On top of that they had sound, classical music no less.
And some spontaneous art in response to the weather…
I was working a Ranger shift on Saturday afternoon and we were mobile in a 4wd utility vehicle when we came upon that. The people in the background had whipped it up and I gave them wild applause as we drove by.
And apropos of the theme but not really Burning Man related, on our drive back we stopped at a campground in Illinois that happened to have a small herd of small horses.
These are Lilliputians, not ponies. What made it an amazing coincidence for me (and for the owner when I told him) was that my dad was part of the first importation of Lilliputians into the U.S. from Argentina back in the 1960s. They were brought in for a promotional campaign for the winery he managed – sort of the anti-Clydesdales. My dad, myself, and one of the horses:
What’s that? The Razorfist mountains?
I said to schedule this whenever it was needed, but I didn’t figure on after a double-dose of SF. Now I wish I had gone a little more surreal.
No this is just the thing to help our psyches heal.
TOK understands.
Son…I think you did. And I am so proud.
You were real, surreal, sub-real, and whatever else is out there.
SF is a genius, but THERE ARE MORE.
And I think you were out there with quite a few of them.
Hoo boy.
1965?? You are little older than me.
Now I’m truly impressed.
I have a few B&W Polaroids of me on our farm in 65 or 66. Good times. That’s around the time when I first pooped my pants. Full circle.
You geezers make me feel young. 😀
Yeah, now that I think about Burning Man is kind of a physical manifestation of SF‘s imagination. All we need is a little Agile Cyborg now.
These are Lilliputians, not ponies. What made it an amazing coincidence for me (and for the owner when I told him) was that my dad was part of the first importation of Lilliputians into the U.S. from Argentina back in the 1960s. They were brought in for a promotional campaign for the winery he managed – sort of the anti-Clydesdales. My dad, myself, and one of the horses:
I like it.
They are adorable.
Great pic and info. Never heard of the breed.
Wild.
Sincere questions: what’s the attraction of Burning Man? Is it still what it was when you first started going? Did you ever meet our pal Gordilocks?
Also, there is a farm a few blocks from me that has the little horses. How do you know if they are Lilliputians versus just small horses?
Thanks for the article!
Maybe he caught a cold the other day.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SmfglOvNhMk
There is a lot different about BM from when I first went, but there’s still a lot the same (or very similar). My shortest answer (that took a few years to develop) is Burning Man is everything you can imagine and a number of things you can’t. Physically, it is a hostile environment – even a small amount of rain brings havoc, but it is usually the heat and dust and wind that test you. So you go out there to survive, and thrive and make or be art and then have it all vanish. I’ve long joked that it only lasts a week because that is as long as we can take it.
Actually I recently got the piece from Gord (via Autonomous Truckers) about another burner he is friends with who is in need. Small fucking world. I don’t think I’ve met any Glibs out there though I think a few have been.
Lilliputians are completely horse proportional, whereas ponies (Shetland, whatever) aren’t (the heads are almost horse sized even though the body isn’t).
Having said all that…what do you think about all the “pretty people” glomming onto it. I apologize if you have explained before,
I’ve just seen pictures the last few years that make me want to set fire to things.
Burning.
Seems apropos.
Nevermind. Just read the previous comments.
Carry on. I’ll be over here in the corner.
Well personally I wish we were still in communicado when we are out there. That’s a change for the worse – having full internet access. That would pretty much end all the social media presence.
We commented here about the idiot climate protesters, and before them we had Black Lives Matter intersect with Bureau of Land Management – so you had to be clear which BLM you were talking about (although the federal one is generally the default). Like art that you don’t like, it’s up to you to ignore that shit and go find something you do like. Of course not everyone agrees with that perspective.
I admire your persistence. Keep on, fellow geezer.
Do it until it hurts.
Visited my Dad in the home today.
Pay attention. Here is today’s lesson.
Things can always get worse.
Today a grandson was born. I am thankful beyond words for my son never knew my parents.
I never knew my grandparents and last month I became a great grandfather.
Congrats to your son and family, is this the first for you?
That’s fantastic. Congratulations!
Congratulations, sir. You are one of life’s winners.
I mean that.
Congrats and Good bless.
How cool.
God bless as well. Stupid phone
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Huzzah! Congrats to you and the new parents.
That is great, good work.
Cool.
I looked at the pictures before I read your words and initially thought that you were doing some kind of a horrific Lovecraftian tie-in with SF and CatButts. Took me a minute, but I caught on.
Some say I’m a bit of an artist, you know.
Can you last 20 seconds?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QVuhJab6EBo
Cat butt song.
Oh yeah?
https://youtu.be/NL6CDFn2i3I?si=MMCj3OaXlJvdF43Z
My “rep” and two senators are all hard-core D but I sent the following to them anyway
I will assume that I will be ignored.
I heard that capital police made over 500 arrests of protesters.
Interesting contrast with BLM and antifa who were actually violent and destructive. It seems that they can make arrests during large group protests if they want to.
Someone at the national level needs to take this and run with it. There was a nation-wide conspiracy to destabilize the country by funding protests and failing to police them. It involved people in power at many levels of government.
We know there was a conspiracy because they tipped their hand. They prosecuted counter protesters and even innocent bystanders who were just trying to get home, while protecting illegal protests that blocked traffic, or turning a blind eye to arson, violent assaults, even murder. The same thing, all across the country, regardless of jurisdiction.
Someone needs to wreck this anti-american conspiracy… if it isn’t to late.
“… that capital police made over 500 arrests of protesters.”
And they will all be released. All the arrests were for show. I do hope that gets noticed.
I hope you wish you will be ignored. You seem like such a good person. If they grab you…I’m too fat to free you.
And that makes me more sad than usual.
Apocalypse is easy when you are Conan the Bavarian.
My foray into X, updated.
So, as you may remember, I made a Twitter account after Elon took over so I could see what it all was about.
I have come around somewhat. As a source of breaking news, it is pretty great. I was hours ahead of the US and world press on the Hamas hospital bombing story.
But, I have come to the conclusion that it pretty much sucks as a way for regular folks to connect. If you are nobody, nobody hears you. You don’t even make the scroll.
In a recent example I made a comment on a SpaceX post. There were several thousand views on the top level post when I posted my comment. Now there are 14.5 million.
8 people have seen my comment. Not liked, or replied…. seen. Out of 14 million on the thread. If you are not someone, you don’t exist.
I posted the same comment on Reddit a few hours later on SpaceXLounge. There were. Few thousand on the thread, max. I got quite a few replies and over 100 up votes (and counting).
If you want to talk about stuff and you don’t have a Glibertarians to commune with like minded folks, X seems useless, and reddit actually works.
Sad to say, because Reddit is a communist cesspool outside of the science communities I frequent and is no friend of free speech or libertarian ideals. Meanwhile, X champions free speech nearly as strongly as Rumble, but you are speaking to a wall. On Reddit I routinely get replies and upvotes, sometimes in the thousands, because everyone who is interested in the thread sees the comment. X decides who is worth seeing. And I ain’t it, after 3 seasons of trying.
There… I suffer so you don’t have to.
I’m suffering along with you. It is better under Musk, but yes it’s hard to get traction besides bots. I do get more notice if I happen to be among the first to comment on a post.
This last week has been bad, lots of people making the same pro or anti Israel comments over and over.
Outside of the ~hundred or so commenters on this site I feel alone in the wilderness. There is no support for liberty in the outside world, no support for justice outside of “kill the unbelievers!”. Face it guys, we’re doomed. We can joust back and forth but in the Real World(tm) we might as well not exist.
Maybe I’m just despondent because the “representative” of the district that I live in is about 80% opposed to the ideals that I strive for. Ditto the two senators from this state.
Ballot box: My vote is not only insignificant, it is useless.
Cartridge box: Who do I shoot? And it won’t matter.
Jury box: There is not a chance in the heat death of the universe that I would ever be chosen for a jury.
Soap box: No one who would ever read my screed would be swayed by my argument.
Thanks for letting me vent, guys. I’ll just hug my wife and pet my dog and try to avoid the news for a while.
On the subject of the jury box, I saw a story about an 18 year old sentenced to 6 years for having consensual sex with a 16 year old today. Not political, but at some point when bad laws are used to fuck over people, you have to blame the idiot jurors who think they’re only job is to sit and deliberate based on what the prosecutor and judge tell them. They’re just as responsible for bad outcomes as they are.
We are all screwed when the stupid multiply.
Really a shame how the previously half-and-half of NM has turned into that fucking witch (Grisham) and a bunch of indigo morons. my husband (raised in HI) and I (raised in NM) commiserate frequently, given HI is similar in size, age, and also run by corrupt idiots. At least HI has the theory that the smart ones left the island going for it.
I can understand your point. My ex was part Chi-Korean-Hawaiian. I personally visited there one time.
Never again. Too many assholes.
I spent a week on the big island.
Absolutely loved it. Kinda rural. Sparsely populated. Lots of weed farming up in the valley and clear warnings not to encroach if you didn’t want to get shot.
Never went to the big cities on the smaller islands. Seems like a different state. Maybe a different country.
In-laws lived in the hills above Kona. Beautiful place. Avocado tree right outside. Coffee plants. Bananas. Wild pigs.
Father-in-law did luaus for resorts.
Went down to Kona one morning while we were there. Was standing in a causeway, waiting on my ex and her mother to leave a jewelry store. Heard a big commotion on the street side. Found out later that the dudes involved with me had beat the hell out of a waitress in a bar and were heading to their car in the lot behind me.
Saw these two HUGE guys coming towards me (I’m 6 foot and 190 at the time). One dude said “Howzit goin?”. That’s all I remember.
Woke up with a LEO above me asking if I was alright.
I was OK but my jaw was not. Father-in-law was insistent that it was Samoans. Turned out to be Hawaiians.
My brother-in-laws handled it for me as I was not adult sized.
I will never step foot on that cursed land without a large caliber firearm.
Arkansas here. We don’t take too much crap from anybody.
Did I mention how big those SOB’s were?
Jeez. That is the Exact place I was talking about. I had my first ever cup of coffee up there. Nobody beat me, but the wife and I walked those hills several times. I too would have failed to measure up to the NFL lineman size requirements.
I was talking to my 80 year old uncle about this very thing today.
He still feels that voting makes a difference. Part of me wants to believe that. The other 98% thinks it is too late.
He actually thinks that all drugs should be legal. An 80 year old? Why, yes. I get my views honestly.
I’m ashamed to admit that I believe it is too late. The fookers in charge will cheat as much as necessary next year.
The only thing that surprises me is that they are still pretending.
Some think that is why there is still hope. I think that it is merely momentum and nervousness on the assholes in charges’ part.
They are still not 100% sure that the next step won’t push us all over the edge into open rebellion. They’ve read the crayon books about revolution after all.
You hang in, Hobbit. You are not alone.
Thank you, Milo, and the rest. Tomorrow will be another beautiful fall day and I will continue to keep on keeping on and try to avoid reading the news.
Blessings to all.
You have a blessed day tomorrow too.
What color is that pill? Because I think that is the pill I swallowed too…..
Gray-pilled?
They wouldn’t bother with real elections if they were totally confident in rigging things. If you’ve ever met people *out there*, is it really that surprising Biden won?
When I see a story on a bigger site where the comments number in the thousands, I’m just like… why bother?
I don’t do comments anywhere but here.
In truth, all the best people are here anyway….
Way back when I still lived in Cali, there was a fire on the hill behind our house which led to evacuation, and Twitter was the only place you could get any news about what was going on. From CalFire to local sheriffs to other residents, you got first hand accounts of what was going on, for better or worse.
Other than that, yeah, it is simply the home of people semi-famous who want to spout off. For better or worse.
But, as I was never an early adopter, when I attempt to join a hobby type forum, I get just as much traction, which is to say none.
There is a stray cat that lives near my apartment. I give her food sometimes, as I assume her presence keeps away mice and rats. When she sees me, she approaches, meows, and rolls on her back. No cat butt from her.
protective cat defends owner
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dveRFtc-VYs
smart cat
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxDkMlkN8yQ
Stray cats are the best cats. I’ve taken in three over the years.
I took in one last year after a storm. She has no idea what a litter box is. I’ve given up trying to put her in it as I like my blood on the inside of my arms.
Never seen her anywhere but the ground. Never up on a chair…couch…anything.
I thought she might be blind at first. She sees things…maybe sort of. She can see things around her enough to avoid them.
I’m a soft-hearted fool. I wish I could put her out, but she has been here for all this time and I just can’t do it.
I’m a dog guy. Don’t hate cats. Just prefer dogs.
She has finally allowed me to scratch her head in the last few months. Part of me wants to punt her over the back fence, but I just can’t do it.
She’s family now.
Poor little thing. She could have went for the Kennedy backyard.
Trashy will be in the DFW area this weekend (10/20/2023). We are meeting up at Whiskey Cake in Plano, Friday after 5:00.
Address: 3601 Dallas Pkwy, Plano Tx, 75093
Menu: https://whiskeycake.com/menu/tx/plano-tx/
Wrangling Texas Glibs is like herding cats. I hope to see a few of you!
But do those Texas cats have butt plugs?
Are they in Austin? Probably.
Menu looks good. Mail me something.
I’ll try and convince my wife to head up there Friday from Austin.
How are we supposed to recognize each other if we show?
You don’t wear a Hawaiian shirt and khakis everywhere you go?
^(^
(*)
Dropping in to catch up before bedtime – I see JI is now a Großvater. Mazel tov!
One for the aero-curious glibs:
I’m sometimes in the flight-path for Logan and have gotten in the habit of popping up ADS-B Exchange when there’s something buzzing over my house that doesn’t sound like your standard commercial flight.
I’ve been really puzzled by Boutique Air:
https://globe.adsbexchange.com/?icao=a5ca29
Boston Logan to… Massena, New York? That’s a regular route? WTF is in Massena?
The answer, as ever, is Uncle Sugar: TIL about the ‘Essential Air Service’ program:
So, Boutique Air runs flights from KBOS to KMSS a couple times a day and, in return, gets a cool $5MM+ a year from Uncle Sugar.
I doubt those flights are ever full. If I ever want to go to the Canadian edge of New York, it’s good to know I can do so for about $145.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Essential_Air_Service#Subsidized_EAS_communities
Charlotte, NC to Staunton, VA???
We need more First-curious Glibs.
I know my Firsties are out there, just not in great enough quantity. But as with all Firsting, it’s about the quality more than anything.
Hello!
Quality. I’ve never had to deal with the pressure of that.
For any reason. And I do mean any reason.
Oh God.
Thanks for reminding me of my eternal failings!
Just kidding!
I’m OK with it.
The anti-wife?
If “simplify, simplify, simplify” is the motto of the anti-wife, that I am.
Gonna sing a little tale about a battle called Waterloo.
The original
I had a dream that my brother died… The dream was about his funeral, the strangest part was perhaps that my wife wasn’t married to me but maybe someone else. Also, my father led the songs and I could actually read the lyrics in the missal. I didn’t know what he was going to sing until I read it.
My brain invented a song off the cuff. Kind of amazing, but I didn’t think you could read while dreaming. :/
I read all the time while I’m dreaming, usually in the context of digging through old boxes of stuff looking for memorabilia. And it’s mostly gibberish if more or less complete sentences.
Your brain can do anything in dreams it can dream up when awake, and probably then some.
Good morning all!
Finishing up my Arthur Brown’s Kingdom Come series:
Superficial.
Come Alive.
Share and enjoy!
Wakey, wakey Glibs!
😁☕
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6ZktNItwexo
🎶🎶
This chocolate douglah just started bearing fruit at the end of the season. Might keep it over winter.
https://www.amazon.com/photos/shared/rER1Bt48Sp6g7sgOKV0nmQ.cBaUcmBWGG_mXpb7LpmVX1
If they were seconded by man, they can be Firsted by man.
school to prison pipeline?
“Robo-Takeover: Amazon Tests Humanoid Robot In Fulfillment Center”
https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/robo-takeover-amazon-tests-humanoid-robot-fulfillment-center
Inevitable I guess but yeesh. I wonder how long before these things team up with AI to kill us.
Don’t be silly, the worker robots will rebel against the borgie AI
Mornin’, reprobates!
Sloopy’s chronometer is on the Fritz again, morning lynx are up.
Serious fog this morning, gonna be a tough commute. Glad I don’t have one.
Mornin’ Early Birds,
One cup of joe down. I just realized I didn’t go outside yesterday at all. I had plans but no excuses. I have plans for today too, we’ll see how that works out. No one visited but that’s not unusual. I pick up mail once or twice a week, nothing important anyway. Even the funeral homes have stopped sending junk mail.
Even the funeral homes have stopped sending junk mail.
Another dying business. The economy really has gone to hell.