22
Jul

humanoidhistory:

July 20, 1969 — While Neil Armstrong was taking a picture of Buzz Aldrin, Aldrin’s visor was taking a picture of Armstrong.

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Jul
Over the past few years, private prison firm GEO Group has become known for inmate abuse, workplace violence, and fraudulent reporting at its U.S. facilities. One federal judge found that GEO “allowed a cesspool of unconstitutional and inhuman acts and conditions to germinate” at one Mississippi facility for juveniles.
But on Monday, Florida Gov. Rick Scott (R) will headline a $10,000-per-person VIP fundraiser at the home of GEO Group Chief Executive Officer George Zoley, Mother Jones reports. Attendees can also attend a general reception for $3,000 per person. The proceeds will go to both Rick Scott’s gubernatorial campaign and the Republican Party of Florida.
Scott has long been a proponent of private prisons, even as he has maintained a cozy relationship with prison executives. In 2010, he campaigned on pledges to save the state money by turning more state-run prisons over to private companies. But several years later, prisons were costing Florida more money. Scott has since backed a move to privatize prison health care, and his Department of Corrections forged ahead with a plan to do so even without the approval of the state legislature. That move was eventually upheld by an appeals court and the move will now cost 2,000 state workers their jobs.
Private Prison CEO Will Host Florida Governor At $10K-A-Plate Fundraiser | ThinkProgress (via alexsegura)

(via alexsegura)

22
Jul

humanoidhistory:

July 20, 1969 — Apollo 11 astronaut Buzz Aldrin at work on the Moon, photographed by Neil Armstrong, who can be seen reflected in a couple of the images.

(NASA)

22
Jul
comixology:

We couldn’t wait any longer so we started our imagecomics SDCC Sale a day before the con even starts!
Featuring

East of West by Jonathan Hickman & nickdragottaLazarus by ruckawriter & Michael LarkNowhere Men by Eric Stephenson & fetorpsePretty Deadly by kellysue & steinerfrommarsRat Queens by kurtiswiebe & johnnyrocwellSaga by Brian K Vaughan & fionastaplesSex Criminals by mattfractionblog & zdarskyThe Manhattan Projects by Jonathan Hickman & nickpitarraZero by aleskot & jordiecolorsthings(Plus a whole lot of other people)

comixology:

We couldn’t wait any longer so we started our imagecomics SDCC Sale a day before the con even starts!

Featuring

East of West by Jonathan Hickman & nickdragotta
Lazarus by ruckawriter & Michael Lark
Nowhere Men by Eric Stephenson & fetorpse
Pretty Deadly by kellysue & steinerfrommars
Rat Queens by kurtiswiebe & johnnyrocwell
Saga by Brian K Vaughan & fionastaples
Sex Criminals by mattfractionblog & zdarsky
The Manhattan Projects by Jonathan Hickman & nickpitarra
Zero by aleskot & jordiecolorsthings

(Plus a whole lot of other people)

(via imagecomics)

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Jul
22
Jul
Is it just a coincidence that your Seattle Mystery Bookshop signing just happens to fall on the same day as a Sounders game?
pilesoflazydeadhipsters

I doubt it. I suspect JB did it on purpose. I suspect JB did it in the hopes that I would show up wearing a Timbers shirt or similar, and bring a little excitement into the shop ;)

22
Jul
Just read your interview about the next Lazarus arc on CBR. Are you depicting Hock as being kinda like North Korea with the propaganda, whereas with Carlyle its more subtle?
firstofthfallen

I suppose North Korea is a fair analogue, though that wasn’t an overt influence. George Orwell is the most readily apparent over influence, honestly, but in that, yes, you get to North Korea in perhaps one or two very short steps.

Hock is bad, bad news. One of the things that’ll become more and more apparent as the series progresses is that, for all of the vileness of the Carlyle “system,” they are one of the “best” Families to live under.

Which tells you something about how effed up our world is right there, I suspect.

22
Jul
mulhollandbooks:

HAPPY PUBLICATION DAY!
Greg Rucka’s new novel, Bravo, follows two women: one, an American agent emerging from deep cover, is still coming to grips with what her “real” life really is. The other is an avid instrument of death, who will stop at nothing to execute her lover’s plans. Jad Bell, who saved the country once in Alpha, is going to have his hands full with these two.
Click here to read more about Bravo.

So, let’s talk about this a little bit.
My new novel comes out today. It’s available in all of the tasty electronic formats that you’d expect, as well as in a snazzy, cloth-covered hardback that feels quite nice in your hand. It is full of words, some 90,000 of them or so, with almost all of them put in a coherent order by yours truly. Sometimes, I managed to put them into an order that, when you read them, you feel an emotional response. Sometimes, I managed to put them in an order that, when you read them, you may laugh out loud, or smile to yourself, or wince, or cringe, or get that look we humans get when we are worried for someone and empathize with them and are hopeful that things will work out for the best.
I am not — believe it or not — good at self-promotion. I think I rather stink at it. I have not the social media wizardry of warrenellis, nor the both-barrels-brilliance of a kellysue, nor the glee and wit of a brianmichaelbendis or mattfractionblog. My tumblr, it has been noted, is not something one should follow if one is prone to depression, as I am somewhat unrelenting in my reportage of a world heading to hell in a handbasket.
The day the book enters the world is always a little melancholy for me, to tell the truth. It’s a day where this work that has been so intimately tied to my life for so long is released to sink or swim, into an environment that is, frankly, hostile to it — there are those of us who love books, love reading, but our numbers, I fear, continue to dwindle.
It is going to sound remarkably sappy to say this, but I want my book to be happy.
(Yes, the analogy to parenting is strong, yes, I know, look, I’m not MAKING you read this, okay?)
I want it to find an audience. I want it to find people who will enjoy it, maybe one or two people who will fall in love with it. I want it to make people think, perhaps, just a little bit. I want them to have fun with it.
All this to say, world, here is my new book. It’s name is BRAVO, and it’s about a somewhat broken man trying to do his duty, and a somewhat broken woman trying to recover what she’s lost in doing hers.
To those of you who pick it up, who give it a try, my thanks. I sincerely hope you enjoy it.

mulhollandbooks:

HAPPY PUBLICATION DAY!

Greg Rucka’s new novel, Bravo, follows two women: one, an American agent emerging from deep cover, is still coming to grips with what her “real” life really is. The other is an avid instrument of death, who will stop at nothing to execute her lover’s plans. Jad Bell, who saved the country once in Alpha, is going to have his hands full with these two.

Click here to read more about Bravo.

So, let’s talk about this a little bit.

My new novel comes out today. It’s available in all of the tasty electronic formats that you’d expect, as well as in a snazzy, cloth-covered hardback that feels quite nice in your hand. It is full of words, some 90,000 of them or so, with almost all of them put in a coherent order by yours truly. Sometimes, I managed to put them into an order that, when you read them, you feel an emotional response. Sometimes, I managed to put them in an order that, when you read them, you may laugh out loud, or smile to yourself, or wince, or cringe, or get that look we humans get when we are worried for someone and empathize with them and are hopeful that things will work out for the best.

I am not — believe it or not — good at self-promotion. I think I rather stink at it. I have not the social media wizardry of warrenellis, nor the both-barrels-brilliance of a kellysue, nor the glee and wit of a brianmichaelbendis or mattfractionblog. My tumblr, it has been noted, is not something one should follow if one is prone to depression, as I am somewhat unrelenting in my reportage of a world heading to hell in a handbasket.

The day the book enters the world is always a little melancholy for me, to tell the truth. It’s a day where this work that has been so intimately tied to my life for so long is released to sink or swim, into an environment that is, frankly, hostile to it — there are those of us who love books, love reading, but our numbers, I fear, continue to dwindle.

It is going to sound remarkably sappy to say this, but I want my book to be happy.

(Yes, the analogy to parenting is strong, yes, I know, look, I’m not MAKING you read this, okay?)

I want it to find an audience. I want it to find people who will enjoy it, maybe one or two people who will fall in love with it. I want it to make people think, perhaps, just a little bit. I want them to have fun with it.

All this to say, world, here is my new book. It’s name is BRAVO, and it’s about a somewhat broken man trying to do his duty, and a somewhat broken woman trying to recover what she’s lost in doing hers.

To those of you who pick it up, who give it a try, my thanks. I sincerely hope you enjoy it.