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« ON Wednesday, America’s detention camp at Guantánamo Bay will have been open for 10 years. For seven of them, I was held there without explanation or charge. During that time my daughters grew up without me. They were toddlers when I was imprisoned, and were never allowed to visit or speak to me by phone. Most of their letters were returned as “undeliverable,” and the few that I received were so thoroughly and thoughtlessly censored that their messages of love and support were lost.
Two cats from a friend are staying with us because they (some company, not the cats) rare renovating his house. Constantly seeing how cats behave around humans makes me wonder what the hell cats actually think humans are. Do cats think humans are just really big cats? Probably not. Do they think humans are supercatural gods or something, or are cats more like atheists? Or do cats think that humans are their food-bringing slaves?
I think if cats were smarter, they’d all be scientists, because they’re extremely curious and constantly checking everything out. A few days ago, we had a guy here to repair a shower, and one of the cats would immediately run over and look into his tool box, observe what he was doing to the shower, nudge a bucket he brought with him, and do all kinds of things, presumably to figure out what the hell was going on. So I guess cats don’t believe in supercatural things. No God. No Kings. Only Cat.
« The advice is to log out of Facebook. But logging out of Facebook only de-authorizes your browser from the web application, a number of cookies (including your account number) are still sent along to all requests to facebook.com. Even if you are logged out, Facebook still knows and can track every page you visit.
« What clued me in was an article on ReadWriteWeb that says that just reading an article on their site may create an announcement on Facebook. Something like: “Bull Mancuso just read a tutorial explaining how to kill a member of another crime family.” Bull didn’t comment. He didn’t press a Like button. He just visited a web page. And an announcement was made on his behalf to everyone who follows him on Facebook. Not just his friends, because now they have subscribers, who can be total strangers.
But… that doesn’t even mean anything. He’s just fucking with his Twitter followers now, isn’t he?
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On a message board for prosecutors, Bradley was asked by another prosecutor how they could get a plea deal that eliminated any possibility of DNA testing that could later prove that they convicted the wrong guy. Here’s Bradley’s response:
“A better approach might be to get a written agreement that all the evidence can be destroyed after the conviction and sentence. Then, there is nothing to test or retest. Harris County regularly seeks such agreements.”
« There was a pattern to the parole board’s decisions, but it wasn’t related to the men’s ethnic backgrounds, crimes or sentences. It was all about timing, as researchers discovered by analyzing more than 1,100 decisions over the course of a year. Judges, who would hear the prisoners’ appeals and then get advice from the other members of the board, approved parole in about a third of the cases, but the probability of being paroled fluctuated wildly throughout the day. Prisoners who appeared early in the morning received parole about 70 percent of the time, while those who appeared late in the day were paroled less than 10 percent of the time.