The lawsuit that was brought against alternative artist/photographer Philip Warner — popularly known as Lithium Picnic — by the malicious man who runs Suicide Girls may have ended. (See my earlier blog entry about the outlandish lawsuit designed to ruin Philip’s livelihood).
The case was due to be heard in March, and now we are approaching the last days of March, and the website that used to be updated with information about the case — which was being updated by Philip’s wife, Apnea — has vanished, and in early March Philip wrote a single line on his DeviantART account stating “i am under a contract that prevents me from discussing it but there’s probably lots of info on both sides of the story available via google.”
So far there does not appear to be any news stories that reveal whether the case was settled, and how it was settled if it was. With a gag order in place, there is as yet no authoritative statement about the outcome. I’ll keep searching.
Meanwhile, regardless of the outcome, legal expenses were at least $25,000 as March began, so click the print above-left and buy something from him. I’m keen on that poster, myself, but I’m, um, not wealthy.
UPDATE: There is some indication that Philip Warner may have won (which still leaves him with legal expenses since you can’t sue someone for suing you)… and that Sean Suhl, the man who owns Suicide Girls, countered his loss by immediately suing Philip’s wife, Apnea. So far this info is vague so don’t consider it vetted yet, but Apnea is being sued and the timing is uncanny. Also, the gag order appears to be quite strict — they simply cannot say anything. We’ll just have to wait for the court records to go online.
Oh man, am I crazy for wanting this toilet seat from Ikea? The top is stainless steel, and the seat area is polyproylene, my favorite kind of plastic. The steel probably gets cold, which may make the plastic seat cool too, but, it is cool in the wow sense of the word too. It’s only $10 more than a regular toilet seat, more or less (depending on whether you live near an Ikea).
I’d have to carry it with me from one apartment to the next whenever I move, of course. Which seems weird.
I’m loving this. -Will
One-and-a-half-year old Chihuahua dog “Conan” prays with his owner and chief priest Joei Yoshikuni during a morning pray at the Shuri-Kannondo temple in Okinawa islands, southwestern Japan, Monday, March 24, 2008.(AP Photo/Itsuo Inouye)
Dog Prays at Japanese Zen Temple
NAHA, Japan — At a Zen Buddhist temple in southern Japan, even the dog prays. Mimicking his master, priest Joei Yoshikuni, a 1 1/2-year-old black-and-white Chihuahua named Conan joins in the daily prayers at Naha’s Shuri Kannondo temple, sitting up on his hind legs and putting his front paws together before the altar.
It took him only a few days to learn the motions, and now he is the talk of the town.
“Word has spread, and we are getting a lot more tourists,” Yoshikuni said Monday.
Yoshikuni said Conan generally goes through his prayer routine at the temple in the capital of Japan’s southern Okinawa prefecture (state) without prompting before his morning and evening meals.
“I think he saw me doing it all the time and got the idea to do it, too,” Yoshikuni said.
The priest is now trying to teach him how to meditate.
Well, sort of.
“Basically, I am just trying to get him to sit still while I meditate,” he explained. “It’s not like we can make him cross his legs.”
Buddhist dog prays for worldly desires
Published: Monday March 24, 2008
Buddhists clasp their palms together to pray for enlightenment, but Conan, a chihuahua, appears to have more worldly motivations.
The dog has become a popular attraction at a Japanese temple after learning to imitate the worshippers around him.
“Conan started to pose in prayer like us whenever he wanted treats,” said Joei Yoshikuni, a priest at Jigenin temple on the southern island of Okinawa.
“Clasping hands is a basic action of Buddhist prayer to show appreciation. He may be showing his thanks for treats and walks,” he said.
Conan, a two-year-old male with long, black hair and a brown collar, sits next to Yoshikuni in front of the altar and looks right up at the statue of a Buddhist deity.
When the priest starts chanting and raises his clasped hands, Conan also raises his paws and joins them at the tip of his nose.
Visitors to the temple look on with curiosity.
“It’s so funny that he does it,” said Kazuko Oshiro, 71, who has frequented the temple for more than 25 years.
“He gets angry when somebody else sits on his favourite spot. He must be thinking that it’s his special place,” Oshiro said.
Conan, originally a temple pet, has become so popular that people come in to take pictures almost every week, the priest said.
Yoshikuni estimated that the temple receives 30 percent more visitors, especially young tourists, than it would otherwise.
“I’m glad that people feel more comfortable visiting the temple because of Conan,” he said as he jokingly joined his hands and bowed to the dog.
I am sad now because I’ve just learned my best friend here in Boulder is moving, with preparations (sampling new city) starting next month, and with her entirely gone within a year or year-and-a-half (but really, I expect in less than a year). To give you an idea how close we are, when I pulled up this form to write this blog entry, my cellphone rang and she was on the other end of it (exercising, I think; she must have brushed the buttons of her phone). She is who encouraged me to arrive in Boulder in the first place, and she is my friend who knows me best. (I have a high school friend who knows me second best, due to the time frame being different). Always there to be a sounding board, to prompt me to see myself and to change when I need to. She sees clearly. I haven’t had people aside from her who saw so clear. I could get advice from her. And I didn’t pester her, she just happens to be skilled in seeing, and in knowing when people need to change. This also, sadly for me, applies to her as well. And she needs to change locale because she is not being her best here.