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thedailywhat: This x That: Know This: Egypt: Egypt’s ruling military council picks Mubarak-era prime minster Kamal al-Ganzouri to serve as interim premier; Egyptian-American journalist Mona Eltahawy talks about being tortured, sexually assaulted by Egyptian police; Egyptian-American filmmaker Jehane Noujaim freed after appeal from Committee to Protect Journalists. RIP: Joseph “Bud” Lewis, PGA of America’s oldest living member, dead at 103. Also: Longtime New York Times columnist Tom Wicker, at 85. And: Former First Lady of Chicago Maggie Daley, at 68. Read This: NBA talks resume, league hopes to reach resolution by Christmas. Today’s Big Read: The New York Times talks to Mitt Romney’s hair guy. Two lawmakers from Decatur want to break away from Chicago, create 51st state in Cook County. Follow Up: News anchor who allegedly flipped off President Obama during live broadcast fired from station. The Other: NewsFeed: UC Davis Pepper Spray Racks up Fiery Amazon Product Reviews. Tea x Time List: 100 Notable Books of 2011. Above: “Shop Till You Drop,” a unconfirmed Banksy stencil, appears in Central London ahead of Black Friday. (via.)

thedailywhat:

This x That:

Know This:

  • Egypt: Egypt’s ruling military council picks Mubarak-era prime minster Kamal al-Ganzouri to serve as interim premier; Egyptian-American journalist Mona Eltahawy talks about being tortured, sexually assaulted by Egyptian police; Egyptian-American filmmaker Jehane Noujaim freed after appeal from Committee to Protect Journalists.
  • RIP: Joseph “Bud” Lewis, PGA of America’s oldest living member, dead at 103. Also: Longtime New York Times columnist Tom Wicker, at 85. And: Former First Lady of Chicago Maggie Daley, at 68.

Read This:

  • NBA talks resume, league hopes to reach resolution by Christmas.
  • Follow Up: News anchor who allegedly flipped off President Obama during live broadcast fired from station.

The Other:

thedailywhat: Photo Series of the Day: A fairly depressing series of photographs from North Korea’s version of the happiest place on Earth: Mangyongdae funfair. The amusement park, located a few miles north of Pyongyang, is the last of its kind in the dreary dictatorship, and certainly fits the milieu. Chock full of dilapidated and downright dangerous rides, Mangyongdae tests its deadly attractions on local farmers before allowing foreign visitors aboard.  [kuriositas.]

thedailywhat:

Photo Series of the Day: A fairly depressing series of photographs from North Korea’s version of the happiest place on Earth: Mangyongdae funfair.

The amusement park, located a few miles north of Pyongyang, is the last of its kind in the dreary dictatorship, and certainly fits the milieu.

Chock full of dilapidated and downright dangerous rides, Mangyongdae tests its deadly attractions on local farmers before allowing foreign visitors aboard. 

[kuriositas.]

thedailywhat: This Is All Kinds Of Wrong of the Day: Security camera footage of a little girl being run over twice near a hardware market in Foshan, China, made the rounds this past weekend on Chinese social networks. Not for the horrific injuries sustained by the child, but for the horrific callousness of over a dozen passers-by who ignored the toddler and left her for dead. Identified as Yueyue, the two-year-old was initially declared brain dead, but according to her mother, the situation has improved over the past 24 hours, and she is now stable, and has even regained some sensation in her extremities. Yueyue remains in intensive care at the General Hospital of Guangzhou Military Command. The indifference of 18 individuals who walked by Yueyue without calling for help has generated immense outcry both in China and around the world. “What’s up with people these days? They make so many excuses to turn a blind eye,” Yueyue’s father told the Telegraph. “The society is so indifferent, so heartless.” The driver of the first vehicle to run over the child has been caught, according to local reports. He claims he was on the phone with his girlfriend, with whom he had just broken up, and didn’t notice Yueyue. The Guardian says many blamed the lack of Good Samaritan laws — which protect pedestrians who assist in emergencies — for the lack of empathy.  Warning: If the above description didn’t make it clear enough, the video below is extremely graphic in nature and very upsetting. [shanghaiist / telegraph / guardian / image: chinadaily.]

thedailywhat:

This Is All Kinds Of Wrong of the Day: Security camera footage of a little girl being run over twice near a hardware market in Foshan, China, made the rounds this past weekend on Chinese social networks. Not for the horrific injuries sustained by the child, but for the horrific callousness of over a dozen passers-by who ignored the toddler and left her for dead.

Identified as Yueyue, the two-year-old was initially declared brain dead, but according to her mother, the situation has improved over the past 24 hours, and she is now stable, and has even regained some sensation in her extremities. Yueyue remains in intensive care at the General Hospital of Guangzhou Military Command.

The indifference of 18 individuals who walked by Yueyue without calling for help has generated immense outcry both in China and around the world.

“What’s up with people these days? They make so many excuses to turn a blind eye,” Yueyue’s father told the Telegraph. “The society is so indifferent, so heartless.”

The driver of the first vehicle to run over the child has been caught, according to local reports. He claims he was on the phone with his girlfriend, with whom he had just broken up, and didn’t notice Yueyue.

The Guardian says many blamed the lack of Good Samaritan laws — which protect pedestrians who assist in emergencies — for the lack of empathy. 

Warning: If the above description didn’t make it clear enough, the video below is extremely graphic in nature and very upsetting.

[shanghaiist / telegraph / guardian / image: chinadaily.]

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thedailywhat: Our Facebook Friends, Our Brains of the Day: Having lots of Facebook friends finally means something: A study published today in the biological sciences journal Proceedings of the Royal Society B suggests a link between Facebook friends and brain size. University College London researchers found that people with a larger number of Facebook friend had a larger amount of “grey matter” in the amygdala, the right superior temporal sulcus, the left middle temporal gyrus, and the right entorhinal cortex — areas that regulate memory, emotional responses and social interactions. The study was unable to determine whether the number of Facebook friends a person had necessarily made their brains smaller or larger, or whether those with pronounced regions were simply more gregarious by nature. “The exciting question now is whether these structures change over time,” said researcher Ryota Kanai. “[T]his will help us answer the question of whether the Internet is changing our brains.” Buzzkill Heidi Johansen-Berg of the University of Oxford was quick to point out that, while the results were interesting, there was no indication that Facebook increased the size of people’s brains. “If you got yourself 100 new Facebook friends today then your brain would not be bigger tomorrow,” she was quoted as saying. “The study cannot tell us whether using the Internet is good or bad for our brains.” [reuters / image: flickr.]

thedailywhat:

Our Facebook Friends, Our Brains of the Day: Having lots of Facebook friends finally means something: A study published today in the biological sciences journal Proceedings of the Royal Society B suggests a link between Facebook friends and brain size.

University College London researchers found that people with a larger number of Facebook friend had a larger amount of “grey matter” in the amygdala, the right superior temporal sulcus, the left middle temporal gyrus, and the right entorhinal cortex — areas that regulate memory, emotional responses and social interactions.

The study was unable to determine whether the number of Facebook friends a person had necessarily made their brains smaller or larger, or whether those with pronounced regions were simply more gregarious by nature.

“The exciting question now is whether these structures change over time,” said researcher Ryota Kanai. “[T]his will help us answer the question of whether the Internet is changing our brains.”

Buzzkill Heidi Johansen-Berg of the University of Oxford was quick to point out that, while the results were interesting, there was no indication that Facebook increased the size of people’s brains.

“If you got yourself 100 new Facebook friends today then your brain would not be bigger tomorrow,” she was quoted as saying. “The study cannot tell us whether using the Internet is good or bad for our brains.”

[reuters / image: flickr.]

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Safdie Architects recent design, ‘Condominium at Bishan Central’, a 38-story residential complex in the Bishan district of Singapore. The structure specially provides air movement to individual units while the upper balconies provide ventilation.

The cluttered blocks of vertical space helps blend in the connections with nature with personal access to outdoor gardens.

Other than that, who would even THINK about swimming in that pool on top?

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Tahanan ng mga taga PEYUPS: Given

unibersidadngpilipinas:

Posted on October 13

“I cried because she’s my former student, a part of our UPLB community, a fellow woman, and most of all, a human being. If I could cry nonstop watching a tragic film, how much more in the face of this pointless violence.

I imagined meeting the criminals. I shall sit…

fuckyeahads:

Landmine Ketchup

“Using a ketchup sachet, we demonstrated the horrific nature of living in a land mine affected country and how much a part of everyday life that horror is. The idea is simple: as you tear open the sachet you also rip through the child’s leg and the ketchup inside pours out like blood.”

Designed by Publicis Mojo.

followandreblog: pelikula: Neck Deep in Shit by Don Jaucian Ang Babae sa Septic Tank (2011) D: Marlon Rivera S: Eugene Domingo, Kean Cipriano, J.M. De Guzman, Cai Cortez Ang Babae sa Septic Tank starts with trash, or specifically, shit. There’s a shot of a girl pooping in a dumpsite while a poor kitty strays just beneath her bum, smelling the package that she just unloaded. For the film’s entire running time, we see a lot of shit happen unfold on screen. But it’s not the kind of shit that you think. And just by the number of the word “shit” in the first paragraph of this review you’ll probably get the notion that Ang Babae sa Septic Tank is all about shit, and it’s pretty much true. To ambitious filmmakers Bingbong and Ranier, making a film with a decent narrative and clear cut directing is not enough. It has to be an international film fest bait. (“Ang indie filmmakers ngayon parang tourists!” says one of the film’s characters.) That’s why for their “ambitious” film, Walang Wala centers on squalor so gritty it clings to your skin. The houses are so close, they almost collide into each other.  In a way, the entire setting is the sea of poverty porn films in today’s film industry. They’re too many you can’t even distinguish them from one another. They also almost use the same actors, something that Septic Tank showed when the filmmakers were discussing who to cast for their lead actress, choosing among the three most in demand “indie” actresses: Cherry Pie Picache (“Too mestiza!”), Mercedes Cabral (“Is it believable that she has seven children?”), and Eugene Domingo. Of course, they pick Domingo, on the basis that she looks dirt poor. Hinting on the pedigree and make of numerous poverty porn films, especially the ones that have garnered attention abroad, the filmmakers in Septic Tank exhausts all the possible treatments, the cliched ones anyway, to make their story, in the words of poster blurbs, “hard-hitting,” “poignant,” and “gripping.” The movie turns into a badly lit neo-realist film (“The shakier the camera, the better!), a musical, and a vehicle for product placements and endless overacting (which Domingo calls “TV Patrol acting”). Septic Tank warrants an extensive discussion about the state of independent filmmaking in the country. They use the word “indie” too many times you’d think it’s a mantra that will magically qualify their film for the Oscars. Is it a topic too taboo for the entire film industry that the only way to talk about it is to make fun of it? Martinez and Rivera succeeds in this light, armed with a script (written by Martinez) so hilarious your lungs will probably do a, to quote Thysz Estrada, J. Lo (On the Floor), from laughing at pretty much everything that these bastards say. But despite the numerous gags and witty one-liners you know it has something to say about independent cinema and filmmaking itself that makes you uncomfortable your only resort is to laugh at it. Congratulations, sir Marlon! <3 Ugh I need to see this! TIME, cooperate!!!

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pelikula:

Neck Deep in Shit 
by Don Jaucian

Ang Babae sa Septic Tank (2011)
D: Marlon Rivera
S: Eugene Domingo, Kean Cipriano, J.M. De Guzman, Cai Cortez

Ang Babae sa Septic Tank starts with trash, or specifically, shit. There’s a shot of a girl pooping in a dumpsite while a poor kitty strays just beneath her bum, smelling the package that she just unloaded. For the film’s entire running time, we see a lot of shit happen unfold on screen. But it’s not the kind of shit that you think. And just by the number of the word “shit” in the first paragraph of this review you’ll probably get the notion that Ang Babae sa Septic Tank is all about shit, and it’s pretty much true.

To ambitious filmmakers Bingbong and Ranier, making a film with a decent narrative and clear cut directing is not enough. It has to be an international film fest bait. (“Ang indie filmmakers ngayon parang tourists!” says one of the film’s characters.) That’s why for their “ambitious” film, Walang Wala centers on squalor so gritty it clings to your skin. The houses are so close, they almost collide into each other. 

In a way, the entire setting is the sea of poverty porn films in today’s film industry. They’re too many you can’t even distinguish them from one another. They also almost use the same actors, something that Septic Tank showed when the filmmakers were discussing who to cast for their lead actress, choosing among the three most in demand “indie” actresses: Cherry Pie Picache (“Too mestiza!”), Mercedes Cabral (“Is it believable that she has seven children?”), and Eugene Domingo. Of course, they pick Domingo, on the basis that she looks dirt poor.

Hinting on the pedigree and make of numerous poverty porn films, especially the ones that have garnered attention abroad, the filmmakers in Septic Tank exhausts all the possible treatments, the cliched ones anyway, to make their story, in the words of poster blurbs, “hard-hitting,” “poignant,” and “gripping.” The movie turns into a badly lit neo-realist film (“The shakier the camera, the better!), a musical, and a vehicle for product placements and endless overacting (which Domingo calls “TV Patrol acting”).

Septic Tank warrants an extensive discussion about the state of independent filmmaking in the country. They use the word “indie” too many times you’d think it’s a mantra that will magically qualify their film for the Oscars. Is it a topic too taboo for the entire film industry that the only way to talk about it is to make fun of it? Martinez and Rivera succeeds in this light, armed with a script (written by Martinez) so hilarious your lungs will probably do a, to quote Thysz Estrada, J. Lo (On the Floor), from laughing at pretty much everything that these bastards say.

But despite the numerous gags and witty one-liners you know it has something to say about independent cinema and filmmaking itself that makes you uncomfortable your only resort is to laugh at it.

Congratulations, sir Marlon! <3 Ugh I need to see this! TIME, cooperate!!!