. . . have MySpace pages.
We’re not going to transcend and walk off into the sunclipse as post-singularity transhumans with crap like this happening:
Falwell’s funeral was yesterday, and apparently there were demonstrations â€” which seems highly inappropriate to me, no matter which side they were arguing â€” and a Liberty University student was arrested for bringing homemade bombs to the funeral. Bombs. To a funeral. There’s just something insanely religious about that.
From the aforelinked ABC News story:
The student, 19-year-old Mark D. Uhl of Amissville, Va., reportedly told authorities that he was making the bombs to stop protesters from disrupting the funeral service. The devices were made of a combination of gasoline and detergent, a law enforcement official told ABC News’ Pierre Thomas. They were “slow burn,” according to the official, and would not have been very destructive.
Like all theoretical physicists, I grew up reading the Jolly Roger’s Cookbook and suchlike BBS-era anarchist literature. I think gasoline and detergent makes a Mountain Breeze-scented napalm (why Uhl didn’t go for styrofoam, I’m not sure).
What sort of mindset must you have when bombs are your first course of action?
(Tip o’ the fedora to Russell for the title.)