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Please accurately describe the featured image:
A) It’s the Eiffel tower with two crabs waving flags at it!
B) It’s my dreams of being a circus clown lying broken on the floor!
C) It’s just some ink smeared around, in card ten of the Rorschach test.
If you picked C, you’d be a winner! (The prize is +1 internet points and a big internet hug.) Rorschach tests are inkblots. Ten of them, each printed on a card. They do not come with instructions. There are no instructions. The test is an adaptation of a parlor game. The test is a projective test, meant to diagnose pathology and personality, from the dustbin of psychology. It’s been tossed away with penis envy and homosexuality-as-a-mental-disorder. Or so I thought. Turns out, Rorschach tests are still being administered. Let’s talk skeptically about that.
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Like an increasing number of people, I identify as an atheist/agnostic (depending on the day). As such, I don’t believe that human are imbued with an immortal soul. I’ll use the phrase “selling your soul” to mean selling out or turning on what you believe in, but I don’t take it literally.
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As the series finale to my absolute favorite TV show of all time nears, I feel compelled to write a review. Spanning eight seasons, it would truly be impossible to do it all justice in one blog post. This is the show that a relatively young age solidified my conviction that yes, TV shows and other nontraditional media can have artistic value. I’ll try to be somewhat objective, but I can’t promise this will be free of the fact that I am a long-time adoring fan. While my critical eye is much more developed now, fully setting aside the wonder of a 14 year-old fan girl becoming lost in a fictional universe just won’t cut it.
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Cast your mind back to the distant year of 1999.
It was the year that featured the introduction of the Euro, the launch of Napster.com, and most importantly, the release of Sonic Adventure for the Sega Dreamcast, a move which ushered in a new renaissance for videogaming, and ensured Sega’s dominance over the coming decade.
Sort of.
It was also the year in which doctors in England wrote 158,000 prescriptions for the drug methylphenidate hydrochloride, or as it’s more commonly known, Ritalin.
When it comes to the use of woo in video games you really don’t have to look far to see its reaches; whether unproven notions are being used as plot devices, game-play elements or just sprinkled throughout the story it’s generally forgivable, even when a man sitting on a bridge in Pokémon Black/White asks you whether for every hundred psychic frauds there’s a real mindmonger out there.
I have been having backaches for a week, and hearing my whines, a well-meaning friend recommended the Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) called Acupuncture.
Acupuncture originated from China and can be traced back for at least 2,500 years. In TCM, it is believed that there are patterns of energy flow (Qi) throughout the body that are essential for health. Disruptions of this flow are believed to be responsible for disease. Acupuncture is used to correct these “disruptions” at identifiable points close to the skin.
