#haze gibson

[pocketfullofsimshine]

Generation One: “White picket fence”

From the time that you strike out on your own as a young adult, you dream of cultivating loving familial relationships as rich and unique as the dishes you love to create. You marry younger than some of your friends, raise a bundle of children, and enjoy gardening and entertaining in your spare time. Yet, you still devote a portion of your life to your hidden dream of becoming a master chef.

Traits: Outgoing, Foodie, Family-Oriented

Aspiration: Successful Lineage

Career: Culinary (Master Chef branch)*

Rules:

Complete at least five (5) gold-level dinner parties

Master cooking and baking skills

Marry as a YA and stay happily married until “death do us part”

Have 3-4 children

Maintain a garden with at least 10 unique plants, including a cowplant

Complete at least ¾ levels of aspiration

*Upon completing level 5 of the Culinary career, you may also choose to leave the career and open a restaurant instead

[cyberpunkonline]

Ghosts in the Machine: A Psychedelic Voyage through Hauntology, Internet Culture, and the Cyberpunk Specter

Once upon a time, in the neon-lit underbelly of cyberspace, there existed a curious phenomenon—a trippy trinity of hauntology, internet culture, and the ghost of cyberpunk. It's a mind-bending journey through the digital rabbit hole, where reality and nostalgia collide in a kaleidoscopic whirlwind of memes, memories, and mayhem.

Picture this: Jacques Derrida, the French philosopher extraordinaire, drops the term "hauntology" like a linguistic bomb, sending shockwaves through the space-time continuum. Suddenly, the past isn't just history—it's a spectral presence, haunting our collective consciousness with its fragmented echoes and retro reverberations.

Meanwhile, in the wild, wild west of the internet, a strange and wondrous culture emerges—a melting pot of memes, cat videos, and conspiracy theories swirling in the digital ether. It's a place where anonymity reigns supreme, and the only currency is attention. Welcome to the cyber circus, where anything goes and everything's up for grabs.

But wait, lurking in the shadows of this digital dystopia, is the ghost of cyberpunk—an enigmatic specter born from the fevered imaginations of William Gibson and Philip K. Dick. It's a world of hackers, hustlers, and high-tech heists—a neon-lit noir nightmare where the only law is the code.

Now, imagine these three forces colliding in a psychedelic showdown of epic proportions. It's like Hunter S. Thompson meets William S. Burroughs in a smoky dive bar at the edge of the digital frontier. Reality bends, time warps, and the boundaries between past, present, and future blur in a technicolor haze.

In this brave new world, nostalgia isn't just a feeling—it's a weapon, wielded by hackers and hipsters alike in their quest for authenticity in a world of simulacra. The internet becomes a virtual playground, where identities are fluid, and reality is up for grabs.

And amidst the chaos and confusion, the ghost of cyberpunk whispers its ominous warnings of a future gone awry—a cautionary tale of corporate greed, technological hubris, and existential despair. It's a reminder that the utopian dreams of the digital age are just as fragile as the dystopian nightmares.

So, buckle up, dear reader, and prepare for a wild ride through the haunted halls of cyberspace. Because in the weird and wacky world of hauntology, internet culture, and the ghost of cyberpunk, the only certainty is uncertainty.

[littlemisslipbalm]

Jake smutty blurb below the cut with this song as it’s guide kind of hmm…..

You needed this. It’d been bothering you all day. The slick between your thighs. You were getting more desperate as the seconds passed by.

Just one orgasm would fix it.

Deciding if you were quick about it, you wouldn’t have to feel guilty. It was just taking care of business. You grabbed your vibrator from your sock drawer (it’s true no one checks there) and hopped into your bed.

You shuffled your secret sexy playlist and immediately was in it. Vibrator whirring to life and playing with your already needy clit.

You get lost in the feeling, your fingers dropping down to your entrance, picturing Jake’s hand instead of yours, teasing you and slipping inside the slick. Your tits were so sore, nipples standing at attention as you arched against the mattress.

Sighs of relief and moans began to fall from your mouth as you kept feeling so good and wanting to prolong it for as long as possible. Being quick about it had gone out the window. Now you were chasing the fantasy of Jake fucking up into you.

And so you didn’t hear when Jake came in through the side door. Or when he followed your own sounds to your bedroom.

Gibson Girl was playing on your speaker as you moan and writhed against the sheets, in a lust filled haze.

You were repeating ‘yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah’ over and over and Jake watched in awe. The way your lips were split open, almost awaiting the weight of his cock between it. The way you squeezed at your left tit while you moaned at the wetness pooling around your fingers as you pressed in and out.

He couldn’t stop himself from joining you after a few minutes of pure torture and ecstasy of seeing you so fucked out on your own.

Your eyes were shut when you felt the pads of his fingertips dancing over your inner thighs. He whispered your name and moved your fingers from your cunt. He replaced yours with his own and thrust in deeper than you could reach, making you whine out harder, adding his name as you moved your hips against his hand.

Your vibrator was still abusing your puffy clit as Jake worked you over, whispering praise for his “slutty girl.”

His tongue slipped between his lips when he felt you getting close to your next orgasm to experimentally lick at your nipple peeking out between the fingers that clutched at it.

It pebbled further and you keened, pushing Jake further inside you.

“Good girl, keep taking it.” He smiles as you stared at him in disbelief. “Keep fucking taking it.”

[omegalomania]

highlights from the virtual signing joe did back before his book tour, cause i havent seen anyone talk about it yet:

ppl who participated in the signing got to do a sweepstakes for a merch package and when the spokesperson was showing it off joe was like "and it's got a LOCKPICK and a GARROTE and a BALACLAVA so just DO WHATEVER DAMAGE YOU LIKE"

he introduced black flag, his favorite band, to his daughter and she thought it sounded terrible lkdfjldjfkd

when fob went to induct green day at the hall of fame joe mentions smoking weed with joan jett and miley cyrus. icon.

he regrets not having better tools to deal with his anxiety about touring and worrying about how every time he got in the van he'd be leaving home. "...and i wish i had, instead of looking out the back window, looked toward the front of the van and realized i was with four or five of my best friends and that i was in safe company."

re: the rest of the band, "they are like brothers, at the end of the day. it's a brotherly relationship."

his 8 year old begs him to watch horror movies and r-rated movies with him and he tells her she can watch them when she's 30

"let's talk about music. nothing better than talking about music. don't listen to it. just talk about it."

when asked about his proudest accomplishment: "i love all my children equally. but here's the reality. i am SO proud of fall out boy because it's a gigantic band that i started as a teenager. we just did stadium shows supporting GREEN DAY."

he's also super proud of the damned things and how honored he was that scott ian from anthrax, one of his personal heroes, trusted him to do so much writing

the interviewer goes, "all right here's a softball" and joe goes, "SOFT ME. uh, what?"

his favorite guitar is his 1965 reverse-body gibson firebird

his favorite transformer is grimlock

this question was supposed to be a lightning round but when asked "nintendo or sega" he says nintendo and then spends about 3 minutes talking abt punchout and then rattling off obscure sonic trivia. i love him.

his favorite video game is final fantasy 7. he says he "nearly flunked" out of middle school because of it.

he has a hard time picking a favorite horror movie since he loves horror but he picks "texas chainsaw massacre" as the one that affected him the most. he also recommends "anything for jackson" because it will "give you nightmares, if you are interested in having nightmares"

his favorite star wars character is yoda because his wisdom applies to real life very frequently

a fan-submitted question talked about with knives and how much the fan liked his vocals and both the interviewer and joe smiled REALLY big!!!!

sadly he doesn't like singing that much cause he doesn't like his voice. also he says fall out boy has a really good singer already. but he won't rule out doing some solo venture and recording super distorted vocals someday

re: what he wants to be remembered for the most - "having a sick bod, man."

"no, genuinely, i want my children to remember me as a good father. that's like the truth. and for having a sick bod."

he really doesn't hold any grudges about the hazing he got in the early days of touring because it was an initiation ritual and it weathered him quickly to touring life. he doesn't think people could get away with it now though.

"if you're gonna punch somebody though, do it when they're not looking"

re: favorite song to play live - "i don't care" because it "Just Rocks." and it's really fun!

his bluetooth in his car started playing "of all the gin joints in the world" and he texted patrick about how good of a song it was and how it'd be nice to play it live again

"as the kids maybe used to say, it SLAPS." brief discussion regarding the difference between a bop and a slap.

currently most of his musical ambitions lie in whatever fall out boy will do next

he tried scoring and composing for commercials and the like and he found that he really does not like it that much

he apologizes for not getting a haircut before the livestream. "this is just how i am, sloppy and unpresentable." (note: he was doing this livestream after a 13-hour flight from rock in rio in brazil)

[spacedoutman]

【𝕻𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖕𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖉 | 𝕬𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖚 】

(𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙)

Description: Brigadier general Criss is paying for the consequences he very well knew could be dished out to him for spying. What he didn't expect? For his love madame Ace Frehley to be the one to turn him in.

♥ Peter Criss x Ace Frehley

Notes: I wrote this on a whim and I don't even know what the fuck it is all I know is that Gel Gibson's face is now haunting me like a ghost and I'm upset (Art is a self portrait by John Andre)

Warnings: Crackfic | satire

!𝖆𝖔3

Bright green grass as vibrant as a portrait blew behind the field locked away by thin row of trees. A soft breeze rolled through, pushing the clouds through the vivid blue sky. The leaves shook, interrupting the singing birds. Peter smiled. His heart slowed as his shoulders fell. The sun shone lightly, yet left a slight haze where it touched.

Peter turned. He couldn’t wipe away his smile though his heart twisted inside. Two continental soldiers pulled him back gently. Peter took a deep breath. The smell of wildflowers and savory roasted meat filled his lungs.

“Come on, sir Criss.” Gene Simmons said solemnly. “To the gallows with you.”

Peter kept his head high as every accomplishment he made flashed not only in his head, but on his ocean blue coat. Gene and Paul took his arms and walked him forward. The trees almost made a path leading to the solemn thing. Wooden planks pasted together to make a platform. The rope swayed from side to side as the wind puffed against it, seeming to glint in the sun.

Peter’s legs stiffened as he walked up the stairs. Every deep breath he took fought his growing tenseness. He kept his eyes in front of him. At least he got to look at the faces he loved one last time. His nerves were calm as a river after a storm. Gene helped him onto the stool. There wasn’t an angry face in the crowd, just distraught. Peter wore a straight face.

“Why don’t you untie me so I may die like a dignified man and with a fixed cravat?” He said solemnly, keeping his chin high.

Gene walked around to the back of him and pulled the rope from his hands. Paul came around with the wheat sack. Peter scoffed. Paul’s eyes widened slightly. He wore a tight frown. “What is this?” Peter sneered, sweeping his arms out beside him. He looked around, raising an eyebrow.

“You wish to put that thing over my head and smother my legacy? Let me die like the man I was and am. Ye shall rid of it.” He growled. Paul backed off.

Peter looked out at the distant tents. It was almost like a set up for the toy soldiers he used to play with as a kid. His pearly grin glistened.

Gene stepped back, grabbed a paper and holding it in front of him. The sun touched the crystal tears trickling down his cheeks. He shrunk like a mouse.

“G-George Peter John Criscuola,” Gene’s announced, breaking through a shaky voice. “Or brigadier general Criss.”

Peter opened his coat a bit, displaying the sash hanging from his shoulder and swooping around his waist. “You are to be hanged for your offense of giving valuable information to the British.” Gene’s voice was as formal as he could get. “And now you shall perish with the burden of shame on your shoulders while our God looks down upon you and shakes his head.”

Peter took a deep breath. Gene stepped back, dragging himself to the noose. Peter scanned the faces in the crowd. His eyes shot wide for a split second before he straightened himself out and dusted his shoulders.

“Frehley.”

His eyes stopped at the man who stood at the front, staring up with tears sparkling in his large brown eyes. His white bonnet hid his messy brown hair. The salmon dress he wore was dotted in beautifully embroidered flowers. He dabbed his eyes with the handkerchief. The soldiers snapped to face Ace, who whimpered.

“My last words go to you, my beloved.” Peter Criss said calmly, disappointment strong in his voice. “I may have found my peace, but know I cannot forgive you for the pain you alone have brought upon me.”

Ace sniffled. His shoulders tensed. Peter dug in his pocket. “Catch, my dear.” Ace gently looked up. Peter flipped a silver wedding band like a coin. It spun through the air and into Ace’s open hands. “I was going to ask for your hand in marriage as you were quite the woman.” Ace went back to dabbing his eyes. “But do understand, all good things must end even if it’s rather… grim.”

Paul and Gene pulled Peter back. He stepped onto the stool. Paul blew his nose on his handkerchief. “I’m so sorry.” Paul whispered, tying the noose around Peter’s neck.

“Look into my eyes, Frehley.” Peter said sternly. “Look at what you have caused, my sweet little dove.”

Ace’s eyes flitted to Peter, who stood, shoulders squared, chin up and chest out. His hands were jammed neatly behind his back. He looked regal in his black bi corn hat. A long white ostrich feather hung from the expensive pin on the front. Badges decorated his new, spotless uniform. His champagne breeches were as clean as his white stockings. His leather shoes shone like new.

Peter savored the sight of Ace, who flung his handkerchief over is shoulder. A few soldiers fought like cats to grab it. Ace’s eyes shot ungodly wide. He threw his hands together and fell to his knees. “Oh god, please no!” Devastation made his voice raw. “Peter Criss—My Criss-kitty! I have a deep regard for you!”

Peter nodded again. Paul kicked the stool from under him. Peter fell and started strangling to death. “NOOOOOOOO!” Ace cried, collapsing. He beat the ground with his clenched trembling fist. “Oh g-god!” He wept “Please, please switch me out for him! I would do anything! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

[mediamixs]

The Seeding: when nothing is what it seems

The Seeding is a horror movie directed by Barnaby Clay and produced by Brian R. Etting. The plot of the movie revolves around a hiker who gets lost in the desert and takes refuge with a woman living alone. However, he soon discovers that she might not be there willingly and is captive to a pack of sadistic boys. The movie is said to be the first film in a horror trilogy based on the book from AB Gibson. The main actors in The Seeding are Scott Haze, known for his roles in Venom and Jurassic World Dominion, and Kate Lyn Sheil, recognized for her work in You're Next and V/H/S.

The Seeding is a horror movie that has received mixed reviews. According to Rotten Tomatoes, the movie falls in the murky area between arthouse and indie horror. The beautiful camerawork and vague story mix with jump scares and shocking scenes. On Metacritic, there are no user reviews yet, but the movie has a score of 50 out of 100 based on 4 critic reviews. Roger Ebert's review describes the movie as a bleak horror movie that starts by making you flinch. The review praises the evocative location photography and the performance of the actors, but criticizes the movie for being too vague and not having a clear direction. The horror movie is based on the book from AB Gibson.

[pinturas-sgm-marina]

1942 08 28 Graf Zeppelin under attack -  Paul Wright

RAF aerial bombardment of Graf Zeppelin on the night of August 27–28, 1942.Despite its potential at sea had it been completed, the British Royal Air Force made only one attempt to sink the German aircraft carrier Graf Zeppelin during World War II. In late August 1942, Graf Zeppelin was moored along a wharf in Becken VIII of the Deutsche Werke shipyards at Gdynia, Poland, known as Gotenhafen to the Germans. Around 2000hrs on the evening of August 27, 1942, nine Lancaster bombers (three from No. 106 Squadron and six from No. 97 Squadron), led by Wing Commander Guy Gibson (later to command the Dam Busters Raid), took off from their bases in Britain and headed for Gotenhafen; their target was Graf Zeppelin. Each bomber carried a single 5,500lb (2,268kg) Capital Ship Bomb as well as a new Stabilized Automatic Bomb Sight. Wing Commander Gibson had intended to attack Graf Zeppelin from an altitude of 6,000ft (1828.8m) but when his aircraft arrived in the vicinity of Gotenhafen, they found the target area covered by dense haze. In spite of heavy antiaircraft fire, Gibson’s aircraft circled the target area for an hour until each bomber had made an attack run. Gibson and his crews never saw Graf Zeppelin during the attack due to the cloud cover but some of his aircraft attempted attacks from altitudes between 8,000ft (2438.4m) and 10,0000ft (3,048m) nevertheless. Others made bombing runs against a secondary target, the hulk of the battleship Gneisenau moored along a wharf in Becken V of the yard, after spotting it through gaps in the clouds. No hits were scored on either warship and all of Gibson’s aircraft returned safely to base. This scene shows Graf Zeppelin moored in Becken VIII on the evening of August 27–28, 1942, during Gibson’s raid. German flak crews are firing from 10.5cm Flak 38/39 mobile batteries in the railway yard adjacent to Becken VIII.

[amywritesthings]

i wrote a mindless little blurb this afternoon and it made me giggle-cough really hard so this is my 'ellie williams meets gibson girl when everything's going to shit' that may or may not become a random one shot i'm working on within the SYSM universe

“Whoa.”

One surprised word breaks the moment, causing you both to turn to your right.

A small girl in maroon stands with a pistol in hand, cheeks reddened and eyes bright — as if she sees right between the lines and straight into the past transgressions neither of you are saying. She watches you like she’s stumbled onto some dirty little secret, giddy and distracted. The danger outside no longer exists.

No one says anything, not at first.

Then the teenager grins, to which Joel responds with the swiftness of a practiced father.

“Don’t start.”

“So do you two, like… know each other?”

“I told you to wait in the house.”

“Yeah, and there were shots all over the fucking place so I came to help. But you look busy, so—” 

“Ellie.”

“That’s my name,” she says, ignoring Joel’s sternness with a brief wave. “Hey.”

“Hi,” you answer in a haze of confusion.

[mistparted]

＊  𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙴𝙳 : xander lennox just came over half - blood hill. welcome to mistparted, aj ! have a look at our new member checklist, & submit your account within 24 hours.

noah lalonde & a child of dionysus are now taken.

──    (    noah lalonde.  cis male,  he/him.    )    ＊ ︰  alexander "xander" gabriel lennox.  chiron  often  praises  their  dynamic  temperament,  but  mr.  d's  always  going  on  about  how  they  can  be  pretty  rambunctious.  that  comes  as  no  surprise,   knowing  that  they've  been  at  camp  now  for  three years  and  they  turned  twenty-four  this  year.  they're  always  humming  purple haze  by  jimi hendrix  when  they're  on  strawberry  picking  duty,  and  people  around  here  can  always  tell  they're  a  child  of  dionysus  because  of  their perpetual state of simultaneous beauty and chaos.  during  capture  the  flag,  i  saw  them  using their ability to put on a convincing performance ( lie )  and  chlorokinesis  —  it  totally  makes  sense  that  their  godly  parent  claimed  them  after they  hosted a secret party in the woods, where, at the end of his performance of a rock song, the crowd maddened with roars of applause, grape vines began to sprout from the stage and enshroud him and his beloved guitar.  the  entire  camp  knows  them  to  carry  a  1957 gibson les paul which transforms into a sword,  and  no  matter  who  you  ask,  they'll  tell  you  xander  reminds  them  of passion so intense you feel as though it might consume you entirely (forgetting about it the next morning) ; a small gig in a smokey room, the lead singer looks directly at you ; to scream and cry and laugh and dance on a rooftop in the dead of night with friends ; homer’s wine-dark sea, drunken and disorderly, tumultuous and shimmering ; a blaring spotlight, a stumble on stage, all eyes on you ; love, love, love above all.  thank  gods  they're  around  now  that  the  mist  is  parting.    —   aj.  23.  she/her.  gmt.

[screamingforyears]

MINI_REVIEW(s):

The review template of choice for the TL;DR Tribe…

‘NEVER ENDING SPACE’ (@_a_l_t_e_r_) is the latest LP from @chainofflowersband & it finds the London by way of Cardiff based outfit “reunited & rejuvenated” across 10 tracks that combine brooding post_punkisms w/ new_waving sheen while packing plenty of brassy textures, chiming six-strings, & muscled low-ends as witnessed on the (early) U2 meets The Cure meets Blitz vibing of “Old Human Material”

‘HAPPENS ALL THE TIME’ (@candlepin_records) is the latest LP from @glia_music & it finds the group solidifying their “Houston SlackerGaze” brand across an 11-track spread that dutifully incorporates all kinds of buzz_binning appeal thru a sheer force of head lowering haze, swirled psychedelia & melancholic moodiness… & a whole lotta MBV levels of pedal_assisted dissonance as evidenced on album highlight “Turn”

‘IT CAN’T RAIN ALL THE TIME’ (@rainy_day_music) is the latest EP from @s.green_rdm & it finds the Philadelphia-based project turning its attention towards the halcyon days of the 90s across 5 tracks that suitably combine elements of goth’d-out Emo, buzzed electronica & Nu_gazing heaviness under one blown-out & dream_popping umbrealla which is on full display throughout “Sometimes I Disappear”

‘OF GOOD FORTUNE’ (@candlepin_records) is the latest LP from @wiring____ & it finds vocalist/guitarist Connor Gibson’s project (rounded out here by a whole slew of friends) bringing all kinds of nostalgia-laced, emotionally earnest & Midwest 90s vibing across an aesthetically apt 8-track spread that’s chockful of CollegeRawk jangle, angular skramz’d Emo & slow_coring IndieRawk as heard on “He’s Without”

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[beardedmrbean]

SAN DIEGO (KGTV) — The family accusing a San Diego State University fraternity of nearly killing their freshman teen during a night of hazing has spoken publicly about the lawsuit they filed on Friday.

In an interview with Good Morning America, the Brennan family said their lives were changed forever two years ago.

The Kappa Sigma fraternity and nine of its members are listed as defendants in the lawsuit.

Kaitlin Brennan, Benjamin's sister, said her brother was everyone's favorite guy before the incident.

"He lit up a room. Now it feels like we're getting to know a new Ben," she said.

According to the lawsuit, when Benjamin Brennan was pledging the fraternity in 2021, members forced him to consume drugs and hard alcohol in amounts that would literally kill most people.

San Diego State said it expelled the Kappa Sigma fraternity from its campus last year.

"There was a 750ml bottle of Captain Morgan rum. He was instructed, he was commanded, to drink it all, and they provided tobacco and marijuana, and he was supposed to consume that as well," James P. Frantz, the lawyer representing the family, said.

The lawsuit alleges that a fraternity member then drove Brennan to a nearby hospital, and then dumped his lifeless body while trying to avoid responsibility.

"These boys just abandoned their brother and left him for dead," Lindsay Gibson, Benjamin's mother, said. "That's not brotherhood."

The 19-year-old was in a coma, and two years later, Benjamin is still recovering.

"He can't work, and we don't know if they'll be able to. He can't go back to school now. All those types of damages and all the emotional distress damages, he's going to suffer," Frantz said.

The Brennans said Benjamin faces an uncertain future.

"Greek life is a big part of college experience. But I want to caution families to have a long, thoughtful, serious conversation before your sons join that type of community, because you might think 'Oh, not my son. My son's too smart.' And that's exactly what I told myself. And I'm lucky that he's alive," Gibson said.

The university itself is not named in the lawsuit.

Brennan's attorneys said police investigated, and the case has been turned over to the district attorney for review.

10News has previously reached out to Kappa Sigma for comment, but our newsroom has not received a response as of Sunday night.

[pocketfullofsimshine]

discovered our first of 10 unique plants - welcome the trash plant :D / haze does not appreciate being scolded for scratching up the furniture / & while kat has no energy lately, she does however have the cutest bump :)

[cyberpunkonline]

Cyberspace Sentinels: Tracing the Evolution and Eccentricities of ICE

As we hark back to the embryonic stages of cyber defense in the late 1990s, we find ourselves in a digital petri dish where the first firewalls and antivirus programs are mere amoebas against a sea of threats. The digital defenses of yore, much like the drawbridges and moats of medieval castles, have transformed into a labyrinth of algorithms and machine learning guards in today's complex cybersecurity ecosystem. The sophistication of these systems isn't just technical; it's theatrical.

The drama unfolds spectacularly in the cyberpunk genre, where Intrusion Countermeasures Electronics (ICE) are the dramatis personae. Let's peruse the virtual halls of cyberpunk media to encounter the most deadly, and delightfully weird, iterations of ICE, juxtaposing these fictional behemoths against their real-world counterparts.

We commence our odyssey with William Gibson’s "Neuromancer," where ICE is not only a barrier but a perilous landscape that can zap a hacker's consciousness into oblivion. Gibson gives us Black ICE, a lethal barrier to data larceny that kills the intruding hacker, a grim forerunner to what cybersecurity could become in an age where the stakes are life itself.

CD Projekt Red’s "Cyberpunk 2077" gives us Daemons, digital Cerberuses that gnash and claw at Netrunners with malevolent intent. They symbolize a cyber-Orwellian universe where every keystroke could be a pact with a digital devil.

The chromatic haze of "Ghost in the Shell" offers ICE that intertwines with human cognition, reflecting a reality where software not only defends data but the very sanctity of the human mind.

In Neal Stephenson’s "Snow Crash," the Metaverse is patrolled by ICE that manifests as avatars capable of digital murder. Stephenson's vision is a reminder that in the realm of bytes and bits, the avatar can be as powerful as the sword.

"Matrix" trilogy, portrays ICE as Sentinels — merciless machines tasked with hunting down and eliminating threats, a silicon-carbon ballet of predator and prey.

On the small screen, "Mr. Robot" presents a more realistic tableau — a world where cybersecurity forms the battleground for societal control, with defense systems mirroring modern malware detection and intrusion prevention technologies.

"Ready Player One," both the novel and Spielberg's visual feast, portrays IOI’s Oology Division as a form of corporate ICE, relentless in its pursuit of control over the Oasis, guarding against external threats with a militaristic zeal that mirrors today's corporate cybersecurity brigades.

And let’s not overlook the anarchic "Watch Dogs" game series, where ICE stands as a silent sentinel against a protagonist who uses the city’s own connected infrastructure to bypass and dismantle such defenses.

Now, let us tether these fictional marvels to our reality. Today’s cybersecurity does not slumber; it's embodied in the form of next-gen firewalls, intrusion prevention systems, and advanced endpoint security solutions. They may not be as visceral as the ICE of cyberpunk, but they are no less sophisticated. Consider the deep packet inspection and AI-based behavioral analytics that cast an invisible, ever-watchful eye over our digital comings and goings.

Nevertheless, the reality is less bloodthirsty. Real-world cyber defense systems, as advanced as they may be, do not threaten the physical well-being of attackers. Instead, they stealthily snare and quarantine threats, perhaps leaving cybercriminals pining for the days of simple antivirus skirmishes.

But as the cyberverse stretches its tendrils further into the tangible world, the divide between the fantastical ICE of cyberpunk and the silicon-hardened guardians of our networks grows thin. With the Internet of Things (IoT) binding the digital to the physical, the kinetic potential of cybersecurity threats — and therefore the need for increasingly aggressive countermeasures — becomes apparent.

Could the ICE of tomorrow cross the Rubicon, protecting not just data, but physical well-being, through force if necessary? It is conceivable. As cyberpunk media illustrates, ICE could morph from passive digital barricades into active defenders, perhaps not with the murderous flair of its fictional counterparts but with a potency that dissuades through fear of tangible repercussions.

In the taut narrative of cybersecurity’s evolution, ICE remains the enigmatic, omnipresent sentinel, an avatar of our collective desire for safety amidst the binary storm. And while our reality may not yet feature the neon-drenched drama of cyberpunk's lethal ICE, the premise lingers on the periphery of possibility — a silent admonition that as our digital and physical realms converge, so too might our defenses need to wield a fiercer bite. Will the cyberpunk dream of ICE as a dire protector manifest in our world? Time, the grand weaver of fate, shall unfurl the tapestry for us to see.

- Raz

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1942 08 28 Graf Zeppelin under attack - Paul Wright

RAF aerial bombardment of Graf Zeppelin on the night of August 27–28, 1942.Despite its potential at sea had it been completed, the British Royal Air Force made only one attempt to sink the German aircraft carrier Graf Zeppelin during World War II. In late August 1942, Graf Zeppelin was moored along a wharf in Becken VIII of the Deutsche Werke shipyards at Gdynia, Poland, known as Gotenhafen to the Germans. Around 2000hrs on the evening of August 27, 1942, nine Lancaster bombers (three from No. 106 Squadron and six from No. 97 Squadron), led by Wing Commander Guy Gibson (later to command the Dam Busters Raid), took off from their bases in Britain and headed for Gotenhafen; their target was Graf Zeppelin. Each bomber carried a single 5,500lb (2,268kg) Capital Ship Bomb as well as a new Stabilized Automatic Bomb Sight. Wing Commander Gibson had intended to attack Graf Zeppelin from an altitude of 6,000ft (1828.8m) but when his aircraft arrived in the vicinity of Gotenhafen, they found the target area covered by dense haze. In spite of heavy antiaircraft fire, Gibson’s aircraft circled the target area for an hour until each bomber had made an attack run. Gibson and his crews never saw Graf Zeppelin during the attack due to the cloud cover but some of his aircraft attempted attacks from altitudes between 8,000ft (2438.4m) and 10,0000ft (3,048m) nevertheless. Others made bombing runs against a secondary target, the hulk of the battleship Gneisenau moored along a wharf in Becken V of the yard, after spotting it through gaps in the clouds. No hits were scored on either warship and all of Gibson’s aircraft returned safely to base. This scene shows Graf Zeppelin moored in Becken VIII on the evening of August 27–28, 1942, during Gibson’s raid. German flak crews are firing from 10.5cm Flak 38/39 mobile batteries in the railway yard adjacent to Becken VIII.

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Mother Tongues gets vivid on new single "A Heart Beating"

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A sonic exploration of color, Toronto-based duo Mother Tongues’ vivid new single “A Heart Beating” released today. The goth dream-pop track is unique, bright and surprising. The overlapping synths express chaos in a cohesive way; the hypnotic vocals feel cinematic and intense. "'A Heart Beating’ speaks to how we can find ourselves lost in the feedback loop of regrets and longing," the band explained. "The chorus repeats like some hypnotic spell calling you back into your body." It’s no wonder the song comes from a duo that has unique life experiences.

Mother Tongues is comprised of Lukas Cheung and Charise Aragoza, two friends and collaborators who also both happen to be children of immigrants. This is “a factor that has a huge impact on your entire life,” Cheung commented when discussing their partnership. “You’re confronted with the need to constantly justify your existence, and this permeates into every aspect of your life–including how you create. I’ve been trying to see this as less of an obstacle and more as something that charges your work with an intensity and urgency that otherwise might not be possible.”

If you don’t have synesthesia, the accompanying music video for “A Heart Beating” will make you feel like you do. The visual is trippy, colorful butterflies and shapes appearing like lightning and disappearing just as fast, as images of the band playing in neon colors flash over patterned backgrounds. The cover art for Mother Tongues’ forthcoming LP, Love in a Vicious Way, builds slowly over the course of the song, giving shape and structure to the chaos of the visuals.

Love in a Vicious Way is Mother Tongues’ debut, their chance to soundtrack their own musical world and tell their story. "I like to imagine our record bleeding out of the headphones of some 16-year-old in this not-so-distant universe," Cheung commented. "We’re peering into the future and imagining what this world could be. It’s a little William Gibson, a little cyberpunk, it’s lit like a Wong-Kar-Wai film. It’s queer, it’s free, a little goth, everyone’s wearing eyeliner." The album will release on July 21 on Wavy Haze Records – you can preorder it here.

If you’d like to listen to “A Heart Beating,” you can stream the single wherever you listen to music. If you’d like to see Mother Tongues on tour, they are supporting The Mattson 2 on a few Canadian dates in June. And in the meantime, keep up with Mother Tongues by following them on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook.

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Agency by William Gibson Finished February 20th, 2023

this one was given to me by my dad to read so you know i had to do it. this is the sequel to the peripheral which i think i've mentioned here before... that's the only other gibson i've read up until this point. i know my dad really likes the guy; i also know that he for some reason read agency and the peripheral in reverse order so, whatever that bias is, that's where i'm coming from.

i liked the book! i had a good time reading it. i do really like gibson's vibes first turns of phrase. some of them come off as a little out of touch (i.e. i can't recall whether it was in this book or the peripheral, but i know he mentioned anime catgirls at some point, which was just jarring enough to see in a book to snap me out of my haze) but a lot of them are just pure fun. TAke a look at this, y'all;

now that's what i call fucking literature.

i also really like the dual-timeline setup of both of these books. i think it's fun to explore parallel universes and things happening in unison in two different places quite a number of years apart all starting from the point of contact between the two. everything happens linearly from then on, they can't jump around in each others timelines despite being two separate parallel universes, which i like a lot more than the concept of being able to hop around. sure, you've still got restrictions as you have to contend with the possibility of your actions creating a paradox and then splitting off further parallel universes from that point (called stubs, in the novel) but also... in a story like this where it is told from both sides i think it would be way too complex and take far too long to get anywhere and there are already things that i wanted to see expanded on a liiiiittle more that weren't so if we can make that aspect just work and make sense and go on from there without too many shenanigans, i'm fine with it.

the future timeline has characters from the last book and the current timeline has all new ones and i liked being able to see netherton again. i think he's a fun nervous man and it was cute being able to get a peak into him as a father. the fact that the book does switch off every other chapter though and because netherton and the future crew have already had a half-book's worth of development in the peripheral, which was structured the same way, leaves the stub timeline feeling kind of... lacking. but i think it was this way in the peripheral too? with the main character in both of them by the end of the books it feels like things are just kind of happening to them without really any input from them which i guess is kind of the case in both scenarios - both times the main character gets swept into something way over their heads and becomes a puppet for the characters in the future timeline to play through, and again i think this is just a side effect of how the book is written, but they end up feeling like they don't really have any motivation by the end.

the main character in the stub for this one, verity, is supposed to be assisting an AI, eunice, in escaping the grasp of a company who wants to control her and use her for nefarious purposes. first off, i think they should have kissed. secondly, it feels like verity got way too attached to eunice way too quickly. maybe i'm a freak and like slowburn? but by the time that eunice is being threatened verity's like, crying over her, but by that point in the book it really only felt like they had just sort of started to get to know each other and be comfortable with each other. there was a lot of warming up that i felt still needed to be done. it was like, a sudden death, and sure i would also cry if an AI died, but i also cry every time an AI dies. that's a one hit ko move on me. eunice then splits into a bunch of fragments and it turns out she was concocting this massive plan involving a bunch of different people and moving parts that verity has to traverse through to save eunice and stop a nuclear war that she really does nothing more than get dragged through through without really much, well, agency. oh for fucks sake is that why the title is

DESPITE those gripes i think i like netherton and his crew enough and am invested in the events of the future timeline enough to where all of that isn't enough to stop me from enjoying the book. it was a fun read and i liked seeing them build on things that they brought up in the first book like the whole jackpot thing. i think i recall reading that the peripheral was intended to be a standalone and i totally understand that; the way that the universes are set up just makes it really easy to pick up a new one and write a new story about that reality instead.

Would I recommend this one?

yeah i think it was fine! i don't know how long i'll stay thinking about it but i love a good bit of universe/timeline shenanigans. it was predictable enough that i managed to write most of this before actually reading the last 10 or so chapters and just put the finishing touches on it after i was actually done but that can be good sometimes, especially since the last thing i read was bsd which i could not predict whatsoever, but in a fun way. solid 7 or 8 out of 10. normally i don't like scoring things but this one seems easy to pinpoint: better than average but it didn't blow my cock off.