The Scarlet Crusader

The Scarlet Crusader

} Relative to my other stories, this segment takes place earlier in the careers of Clayface and other featured characters.

Hey, my name’s Wally West. I’m one of the, what, nine or so people that’ve been dubbed “The Fastest Man Alive”? … I’d say I’m at least the second fastest, especially when you factor in that some of those guys can only reach top speed on straightaways, I happen to know two of them are doppelgängers, and really, I’d call Savitar more of a sprinter… I, uh, don’t like to get hung up on technicalities.

I’m an invaluable member of the Justice League, and not just for my powers. I’ve got a winning personality that neither hardened space-cops nor immortal warriors can resist. Even Batman likes me. Or, “trusts me”… Trusts me enough to protect his city, and that’s saying a lot, for him. He contacted me this morning, explaining that he has business on the other side of the world, something about his ex and a pool turning people into zombies… I don’t think I would’ve gotten the gist of it, even if he’d expounded. He says he’ll make it back by tonight, and if it were anyone else but him (or me, I guess), I wouldn’t have believed them.

Being Batman for a few hours doesn’t sound so bad, but the thing is, I’ve got a decent system with the Rogues back in Keystone. They’re good at avoiding collateral damage, usually even-tempered about the “getting arrested” part… Even got Tarpit to take it to an abandoned lot the other week. I’ve heard Gotham has less cordial villains. And more of them. And more than a few citizens that have had their share of false vigilantes running around. Nothing a dashing guy like me can’t work around!

0.082 seconds after I stepped boot inside city limits (I was taking it slow until I saw some action), I was in the GCPD precinct to let the commissioner know about the changing of the guard, maybe catch a whiff of a case that could use solving. Turns out you don’t need the Speed Force to find a crime scene in Gotham. The nice officer at the front desk informed me that a break-in had occurred INSIDE the station at dawn.



I probably should’ve thought about how people from around here aren’t used to a red and yellow lightning bolt zipping through buildings. I might not have made the lasting impression of causing the portly detective before me to hurl his styrofoam coffee cup into the air. I caught it too late to save his shirt.

Detective: What IS this?!

Me (handing the cup back): This is yours. (pointing at his stains) THIS is my dry-cleaning bill, sorry pal. (jerking both thumbs at my chest) And THIS is Gotham’s substitute hero for the day, made with 100% less angst.

Detective (glowing crimson): I’m gonna wring the Bat-freak’s neck! What’s he do, take sick days now??

Another detective walks in around a shelf. Her uniform is tidy, her hair even more so.

Detective #2: Don’t tell me you MISS the Bat now, Bullock.

Bullock: If he’s gonna be a nuisance, I’d prefer he be a predictable one. Now he’s phoning up other leotards to come stick their noses in my cases!

Me: “Leotards”. I get it.

Detective #2 (offering a handshake): Detective Montoya. Batman already got in touch with the commissioner, told us you’d be here before we knew it.

Me: That’s my thing. So… don’t take this the wrong way, but how…

Montoya: … did we let someone sneak into our evidence room and get away? We’re in the middle of breaking up a gang dispute at the docks AND a massive manhunt for a birthday-obsessed serial killer. The station has been practically vacant, and no one’s had time to fully assess our latest acquisitions.

I look over the unsorted items that have halved the room’s capacity, all strewn across tables.

Bullock: Hands off. I don’t care if you ARE wearing’ gloves!

Me: You don’t have to tell me that… although I could touch everything in here, and if you blinked, you would never know.

Bullock’s mouth opens wide enough to ensnare passing birds, but Montoya interjects.

Montoya: Cameras were wiped. I know it looks like a mess, but we’ve had a dozen other of our people take inventory, and nothing’s been nicked. Someone came and went without lifting a single thing…

Me: … Had the sense to take out the cameras…

Bullock (unwrapping a toothpick): … But was sloppy enough to set off the alarm. It’s gotta be some goon screwin’ around with no real plan in mind.

Montoya: On top of all that, if they touched anything in here, we’ll never find it against a hundred other fingerprints.

Amidst the chaos, a computer monitor and what appears to be a heavily modified hard drive catch my eye.

Me: Mhm… What’s the story with this?

Bullock (hurriedly): Some guy we nabbed last week; Etienne Guiborg, “The Dealer”. Thinks he’s a real mastermind, but we dismantled his illegal auctioning ring without any fight at all.

Montoya: He has his OWN inventory on that computer; thousands of heisted weapons, artifacts, and their locations. Once our schedule lightens up, we’re hunting down every last one. Actually…

Me: You need a speed-reader. On it.

Bullock: Wait a minute, I’ve seen you in the papers before. Can’t you do that, whatsit called, time-hole thing? Go back a few hours and catch the perp in the act!

Me: Do you want to run the risk of my actions causing a ripple in reality that changes this timeline to one where everyone is biologically half-chicken, all on the account of stopping an opportunistic thief?

Bullock: …

Me: Time travel’s nuts, man.


Me: Hey, anyone else notice this down here?

The detectives lean under the desk to where I went to plug in the machine.

Me: This outlet has dust all over it, but the lower socket, it’s clean. And what do you know… The Dealer’s extension cord has dust between the tines.

Bullock: Sunuva… they DID swipe something!

I think it over for 0.053 seconds (I’m sluggish on weekends), then a light bulb switches on.

Bullock: Well, are you gonna plug it in? They may have wiped the memory!

Me: Don’t touch anything.

Bullock: You can’t tell ME not-


*Scotch tape obtained from main office*


I begin tearing tape and sticking every inch of the keyboard’s surface.

Montoya: What is he-


Me (thrusting fistfuls of tape towards them): LOOK!

Bullock: … Congratulations genius, you managed to get NO fingerprints on even one of ‘em.

Montoya: Wait… no fingerprints? But it hasn’t been dusted, not since we busted The Dealer.


Bullock: Would you care to let us in on whatever harebrained theory you just concocted?

Me: No time, but I’ll have your guy in a jiffy.

Bullock: “NO TIME”, he says!

Me: Uhh, I’m going to need…


Me: (arms loaded with twenty-odd tape dispensers): … all of these. I’ll restock, promise.


Montoya: Under that mask, I’d put money on him being CSI.

Bullock: I’d put money on him being a fruitcake.


Thirty intersections later, and I find myself at what I’m hoping is the bad guy’s lair. A middle school, deserted for the summer. Everything’s fitting together.


My entrance, like last time, startles the classroom’s occupant. This time, they drop a neatly-organized box of Crayola. This time, I don’t bother to recover it. Villains don’t deserve neatly-organized boxes of Crayola. I rush forward and slug the surprised criminal in his cylindrical mask. He careens over the desks, and catch him by the collar on the opposite side of the room, before he has an unfriendly run-in with the floor.

Me: Alright, pencil-neck, talk to me.

Eraser: Hands off the suit! Do you know how much money you have to sink into a cyber-yellow pinstripe suit? Did you even know CYBER-YELLOW was a color?!

Me (lowering him): Okay, noted, the suit’s expensive.

Eraser: How did you FIND me??

Me: Familiarity with GCPD’s layout and security, leaving no evidence behind but still tripping an alarm to show off… Fits your m.o. like a glove. I do my supervillain homework before I go barging into other cities. You couldn’t resist wiping off the keyboard, so I had a hunch you also compulsively cleaned other public property before use… like crosswalk buttons. After some trial and error, and no small amount of tape, I tracked y-

Eraser (scoffing): Aaand Batman would have me snitching by now. You’re not so fast.

Me: Trust me, you don’t want me to get too Batman on you, or…

Eraser (dramatically): You wouldn’t be able to come back from the darkness?

Me: I was going to say it might make me physically ill. Speedsters eat way more than the average person every day, and if I vomit, it’ll be one heckuva mess to clean up. One that you probably won’t be able to ignore.

Eraser: … That’s the flimsiest, most contrived threat; you can’t actually get physically ill from tha-

Me (crossing arms): I’ll self-induce it.

Eraser: You wouldn’t…

Me: Tell me what you saw on Dealer’s database.

Eraser: Okay look, some guy I’ve never seen before hired me. Says he knew about Dealer’s confiscated computer, and wanted me to get him inside just for five minutes to look around. It’s not like I cared what he was doing, so I have no idea what he got out of it. But I know what I got out of it: Stencils. The good stuff.

Me (gritting teeth): I’m a millisecond away from collecting all the gum under the desks in this place and putting them inside your mask.

Eraser: EDWARD BURKE! I heard him whispering “Edward Burke” over and over! I’ve got nothing else!

Me: That’s oddly useful. Okay, I’m arresting you now.



Me: I’d appreciate it if you confessed to your crimes, whenever they happen to notice you in here. I’m sort of up against the clock.

Eraser: Nothin’. doin’.

Me (locking Eraser in): By the way, you made me waste a bunch of these guys’ tape just to find you. Why can’t you Gotham rogues all hang out at a bar, like they do in Keystone?


Eraser: … A supervillain bar… huh.

BURKE INSTITUTE OF ASTRONOMY (formerly Norbet Institute of Astronomy)

I pause for a entire 1.4 seconds to confirm the sign outside, before crashing through the main entrance and finding my way to the development facility. Machinery is scattered across the tiles, beakers bubble uncontrollably… and a man that looks like an astronaut suffering from insomnia is slouched on the floor, rewiring the circuitry running through his suit’s chest-plate.

Me: Dr. Edward Burke?

Burke: Oh, have you been here long? I’m very sorry, I’ve been preoccupied with my work for…

He glances at a wrinkled calendar, halfway lodged in a drawer near his head.

Burke: … a solid two weeks now, I suppose. Time management was never my strongest quality.

Me: Don’t get me started. Look, I know all about Etienne Guiborg using your laboratory to store his wares, and I think we can resolve this without any violence…

Burke (perking up): That name! I heard about him in the newspaper not long ago. Oh, no sir, I’m not involved with any smuggling, I must affirm! No, no more business with supervillains. My old boss Irving Norbet, he was a very bad fellow! Tried to use our technology to rob banks!

Me: You’re wearing the suit right now.

Burke (toying with small components and dials on the suit): AM I?!? … Ah, so I am. Well, it really has quite fascinating functions; I’m only looking to improve the design, not use it for anything nefarious, absolutely not! Dr. Norbet only did what he did after overexposure to a strange meteor we were analyzing… messed with his head. This was all confirmed by the police!

I take a quick survey of the room while he’s rambling, spotting a grey mass perched on a workbench, shrouded in a sort of haze, like it’s giving off energy.

Me (scowling): Does this meteor look anything like that one sitting over there, NOT in its container and likely effecting you?

Burke: Dear… dear me. Well, this all must look highly suspicious! If you didn’t believe I was innocent, as I’m sure anyone as keen as you would, you might be very confused by the circumstances.

Me: Actually I’m… still comprehending the idea that two people in this timeline wanted to use the name “Planet Master”.

Then the most embarrassing thing that can happen to a speedster happened; I got ambushed. Enough volts to jumpstart Gotham City shoot through my body, launching me straight through the reinforced wall of Burke’s Institute and into the evening air, leaving me a smoking red heap on freshly-cut grass.

… I’d like to take an intermission from my story to clarify that accelerated perception is a superpower that has to be turned on. OKAY? It takes a lot of adrenaline and carbs to activate. I can’t just see EVERYthing in slow-motion. … Moving on.

I crane my head and spit out a mouthful of sod, while my eyes adjust to see my attacker stepping through the Flash-shaped hole in the building. He’s dressed in black armor, orbs of electricity wavering in his fists, and grinning like a wild dog. Lester Buchinsky.

Electrocutioner: Heh. Friend of mine tipped me off that some hero might come poking around here tonight. Not the one I was hoping for, but murderers can’t be choosers.

Me (feeling Speed Force welling up inside me again): Just keep talking there, friend-o, I’ll be with you in a sec.

Electrocutioner (unfazed): Overheard you talking to that idiot Burke. You really think our kind would trust our gear with him? Be caught DEAD working with him?

Me: Yeah, well, the bar’s set pretty low, Taserface.

Electrocutioner: That’s it.

Before he can lift his arm to incinerate me, I dart at his midsection, only to once again rebound and land in the planters HARD.

Electrocutioner: Like the force-field? I’ve been upgrading. Get this…

I roll out of the way of a bolt lobbed from his fist, leaving it to carve a charred path across the lawn.

Electrocutioner (admiring the gloves): They’re projectile now.

Me: Mama Buchinsky must be proud.

I begin running circles around him, as Electrocutioner jerks around to try and draw a bead on me. The faster I punch him, the more the force-field will resist. If I try running at him at a normal pace, his gauntlets will meet their mark before I can land a blow. So… I guess I’ll have to try letting him hit me again.

I take a detour to the parking lot, rip the tires and hoods of off two vans, and race back to Electrocutioner before he knows I’m gone. I come to a halt and plant the hoods on either side of me, with the tires wrapped around my torso. Now for the only part of this plan that I know will 100% work…

Me: Yo, Shocker!

Electrocutioner lets loose a solid flow of electricity from his hand to me, and I brace myself as it races directly at my chest. My suit is a conductive elastomer: Good for streamlining my own charge, but the Speed Force doesn’t play nicely with outside currents. That’s why this guy is even a slight threat to me. Car tires, on the other hand, are great insulators. Or so I’ve heard. I’m really hoping that’s true.

Electrocutioner’s assault strikes the tires. I still feel it. A lot. But I force myself to stay put. As I hoped, Electrocutioner only pours on more power when he sees I’m still standing. I have no idea how much juice he has left in those gloves, or if I can outlast them. Just as everything starts turning grey and I feel my knees giving out, the pain stops, and he’s standing with outstretched arms and sputtering gloves, and I’M standing with two car hoods locked in potential difference.

Electrocutioner: Wha-?

Me: Capacitor. Seriously, you should know what that is.


Electrocutioner collapses with a black eye. I shake out my knuckles and check on Burke, who’s still tinkering away carelessly. Maybe whoever hired Eraser thought to make up Edward Burke a ruse, just to sic Electrocutioner on anyone potentially tracking him. In which case, I was looking at a dead end, unless Electrocutioner wasn’t as dumb as he looked. As I go to interrogate my third supervillain today, I notice something on Electrocutioner’s fingertips and boot soles.

Salt. I hadn’t drained his power supply with my capacitor at all; salt was its own dielectric, and enough had accumulated on his weapon to short-circuit the system when Electrocutioner overdid it. The question of why it would be anywhere near his equipment came to me just as quickly as the answer. Salt. The Dealer’s storage space. I knew where I had to look next.


WAMPUM UNDERGROUND, PENNSYLVANIA (a lively 300+ mile jog from Gotham) {

I zip into the mineshaft-turned-warehouse, slowing once I pass into the restricted sections, and all ambient light winks out. I try to muffle the slap of my boots on the expansive floor, but the echo is unstoppable. Rubbing my palms together at just the right speed, I generate a steady flow of Speed Force sparks, enough to brighten a few feet around me. I’m in the right place; old movie props, autographed portraits, film reels stacked to the ceiling…

A mannequin with a camera for the head…


Only this time it wasn’t me. Blinding white like I’ve never seen washes over my field of vision, and I stagger backwards, trying to shake it off.

Voice #1: Feeling a little EXPOSED?

Something damp and heavy envelops why chest and neck, lifting me off the floor. My head is still spinning, and before I think to phase through the restraint, I’m slammed back down. The back of my skull hits a metal shelf, and at once my strength gives out. I lay there stunned, barely picking up on another voice past the ringing in my ears. A choked, slithery sort of voice.

Voice #2 (sighing): “The Flash”, is it? No need to fret, in that event; your concussion will clear right up in a few hours, no doubt. You ARE one of those heroes that can heal. Makes for such dull, tensionless action sequences.

Me: What… are you looking… for, in here… Clayface?

Clayface: Ah, I needn’t introduce myself, how convenient. I see The Batman DOES brief his minions before sending them to their doom.

Me (ignoring him): Let me guess… a potter’s wheel? Been… wanting to lose some weight and… make a nice vase at the same time?

Voice #1: A regular Bob Hope, this guy.

Clayface (ignoring me in turn): You still managed to locate us.

Me: What, after you sent me on a goose-chase after Planet Master? Your hired meathead still had some salt on him from when he was, I guess, helping you break into this place? I already knew you were looking for something The Dealer had hidden away… Salt, secret stash…

I hear Clayface walking closer.

Me: … Salt mines. The moisture is great for preserving all kinds of stuff. I went to the one out in Hutchinson, Kansas for a field trip.

His pace stops inches from my face.

Clayface: I RIGHTFULLY assumed Eraser would betray me. I had not known he overheard my mention of Edward Burke until he queried me later on, and so I concocted a lie for him to pass on to YOU.

Me (the pain in my temple worsening): If you weren’t… looking for Edward Burke after all, then what… did Eraser hear?

Clayface: He heard correctly. I am looking for an Edward Burke… Edward C. Burke…

There’s a sound of metal clunking into metal; Clayface’s accomplice rummaging through the film reels. One last crash, and a whoop of excitement reverberates through the cavern.

Voice #1: Right where the computer said it was, Karlo!

Clayface (clasping his grimy palms): Splendid, Mr. Camera! You see, FLASH… Edward C. Burke is portrayed by the great Lon Chaney, in the lost film “London After Midnight”. That is to say, formerly-lost. The Dealer did indeed possess many antiquities.

Me: You… tampered with evidence in police custody, hired an… assassin, and broke into this place for a MOVIE?

Clayface: I cannot always gratify the wild imaginations of you vigilantes, assuming we supervillains are continuously out for blood, dreaming up blueprints for world domination. A film like this deserves to be in the care of someone who can appreciate it, not lock it away.

Me: And “Mr. Camera”; you suckered a C-Lister into… helping you with this insane hobby?

Mr. Camera: He’s in it to build a legacy. Me, I’m making a scrapbook.

Clayface (amused): You are so deluded, speedster, you think anyone branded a criminal has no allegiances to their own, never without an ulterior motive. Eraser, Electrocutioner, they knew precisely what they were in for. Now look at yourself, bludgeoned like a dumb animal, conveniently in a deep hole to have dirt poured over you… Did The Batman offer you some compensation for this humiliation? Why would he appreciate your reckless heroics when he would gladly sacrifice himself in the same manner, in the “righteous pursuit of evil”, and think nothing of it? … I could smother you right now, but I choose to leave you alive…

His footsteps leave in the direction of the mine’s entrance.

Clayface: … I do not wish to instigate bad relations with the Rogues. Unlike you noble heroes, I value partnerships. I would not dream of robbing them of their favorite quarry. Let us withdraw, Mr. Camera.

Mr. Camera follows him. I feel something light and stiff bounce off my arm. A Polaroid photo.

Mr. Camera (sneering): Here. I think I got your good side.

I muster the energy for one more sentence.

Me: Heroes don’t… need a pat on the back to feel… good about the work they do. You’re right, we hardly ever know what we’re… getting into… aside from our eventual deaths. That’s okay, because… we’re not living for ourselves…

The waves of nausea take their toll, and I pass out. Whether or not Clayface was still near enough to hear me, I can’t shake the feeling my words have fallen on deaf ears.

Posted by Gallisuchus (Clayface) on 2019-04-12 17:14:19

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HMM. This is a close up of a silicone scrub pad from the kitchen. I really tried to get the fibers and dust off it, but it held onto them like crazy! This was a little challenging to light, the image preview on the camera did not indicate how blown the red could get from the flash. It took some trial and error and several trips to the computer to work out the proper flash distance and angle. Strobist info: One YN 568EXii to the left of the camera, modified with a small softbox and fired at 1/2 power. The YN was attached to the camera with an OCF cord.

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Breathe Life Into Your Data Using Flash Widgets

Breathe Life Into Your Data Using Flash Widgets

I have lost count of the number of times I have looked at charts on a website and said to myself, ‘What, is it 1990s already?’. And incredible as it may sound, but even the most cutting edge corporates refuse to move beyond, what I call the dreaded Bar-Pie Syndrome. The web has evolved from the days of HTML-modesty and its time your charts did too.

So the next time you are looking for a way to visualize your data better, here are three very simple factors you should keep in mind.

1. Try to look for charts that don’t have MS Excel written all over them. Readers will simply not pay attention to your data. And this is bad. You are probably better off displaying a table of data than boring charts that visitors overlook. I mean, really. Your data deserves better.

2. Make a conscious effort to set aside column/bar or pie charts when you start out, to see if there are other charts that can represent your data better or equally well. This does not mean you will throw bar/pie charts out of your purview. A couple of ideas:

If your work involves project management, look for Gantt Charts to represent the work modules on a timeline. Connect related tasks, put it up on your internal system so the entire team can see.

If you have a rating system on your website, how about retiring the almost retro ‘stars’ for nice sliding rating bars with an indicator the user can pull to a certain rating value. How about having ratings on several parameters, and the chart automatically calculates the overall average and displays it on a dashboard gauge?

3. Information today loses relevance in minutes. This is the age of real time data and your charts should reflect that urgency. Whenever you can, go for real time gauges that update automatically and provide the visitor/user data that is highly updated and relevant. Ideal scenarios for real time gauges:

If your work involves Stock market or Financial Data monitoring then you must use real time gauges. Choose catchy looking gauges to add that bling to your otherwise mundane data. It is the only way you can draw more attention to a data that you know hundreds of websites on the internet are displaying.

Real time gauges are invaluable for network monitoring applications. How about an animated speedometer in place of the bar chart for that bandwidth meter? Sounds good, right?

Process monitoring is another place where real time gauges are not only useful, but crucial.

If you are determined to break the stereotypes, you will. And I say, today is a good day to start. Get Flash Widgets. Now.

FusionWidgets is a collection of Flash Widgets including Speedometer Chart, Gantt Chart, Linear Gauge and a variety of other gauges. All the widgets are easy-to-use and entirely customizable. Go get your copy!

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Flash Charts For Stock Market Analysis

Flash Charts For Stock Market Analysis

 Data visualization is extremely important for analysis of the stock market. These days a major bulk of share trading is done online and most trading portals feature charts in order to enable their customers make an informed decision. Usually these charts are real-time charts that display second by second change in value of stocks.

The reason why people look up charts before making an investment decision is that charts help in analysis of prevailing trends. With experience people learn to identify uniformity in patterns of rise and fall in value of stock prices. This gives them an intuitive edge and therefore they are able to predict the state of the share market. 

Line charts have been a staple mode for depicting the long term variations of stock prices. Lines help in making minor differences apparent, even to someone who is scanning a chart without much attention. While line charts may be adequately suited for analyzing the trend of stock prices, other forms of data visualization are needed for making an in-depth analysis of a person’s investment portfolio.

Pie charts are ideally suited for visualizing the entire investment portfolio as they help in identifying the major stakes. To ascertain the profitability of a series of recent transaction – a column chart may be used. With a set of two columns showing the purchase price and sale price of each stock, it becomes easier to analyze the magnitude of gain or loss.

Most trading portals provide charts to aid in analysis; however, some people prefer to do a wider survey by subscribing to RSS feeds on leading financial analysis sites. Analyzing the huge chunk of data collected this way is humanly impossible. So, to aid in proper analysis people can use data visualization tools that require one time configuration and can be repeatedly used for generating charts. This is not possible with regular spreadsheet based charts, as something more versatile is required. Flash based charting component can be used for this purpose as these tools require one time configuration which can be repeatedly applied to different sets of data. XML based charting tools are ideal as they help in generating high quality charts with minimum effort.

FusionCharts is a leading XML based Flash charting tool which can help you make sense of your RSS data. To learn more check out

EOS 1DmkIII – New Accessories

EOS 1DmkIII - New Accessories

In combination with the EOS-1D Mark III, Canon expands the professional EOS system with the following accessories:

Speedlite 580EX II – When connected to the EOS-1D Mark III, the Speedlite 580EX II allows for weather resistant flash shooting and flash control via the camera’s menu system. Replacing the Speedlite 580EX, it offers faster, silent recycle times and a more durable build quality. A new Off-Camera Shoe Cord, Compact Battery Pack and Speedlite Bracket (also released today) maintain moisture and dust resistance for off camera shooting.

Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 – Smaller, lighter and more versatile than its predecessor, the unit enables wireless image transfers to computers and remote FTP servers. Support for HTTP means that picture editors can connect to the EOS-1D Mark III over the internet – allowing them to view, select and download images from the camera’s memory card moments after capture. PTP connection mode enables two-way communication between the EOS-1D Mark III and a computer for wireless remote shooting with the supplied EOS Utility software.

Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 – Like the Data Verification Kit DVK-E2, the Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 can detect whether an image has been changed since it was captured by the camera. In addition to data verification, Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 supports image encryption for protection of critical images.
EF 16-35mm f/2.8L II USM – Superior image quality

Canon’s engineers have completely redesigned the optics on the EF 16‑35mm f/2.8L II USM to deliver higher contrast levels and improved resolving power. To ensure corner-to-corner sharpness and contrast throughout the focal range, the lens includes three types of aspherical lens elements (ground, replicated and glass moulded). Two UD lens elements virtually eliminate chromatic aberration, while Super Spectra lens coatings suppress flare and ghosting.

Rapid auto focus is driven by a virtually silent Ring-type Ultrasonic Motor (USM) incorporating Canon’s latest auto focus algorithms. Full-time mechanical manual focus override is also provided. As with all L-series lenses, the EF 16‑35mm f/2.8L II USM is weather sealed to protect against dust and moisture.

A new 82mm Protect filter for the EF 16‑35mm f/2.8L II USM has been released to coincide with today’s launch.

Speedlite 580EX II – Increased durability

The Speedlite 580EX II improves on many of the specifications of its predecessor. Recycling is silent and up to 20% faster. Weather seals ensure that when attached to the EOS-1D Mark III, the Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 achieves the same level of dust and moisture resistance as the camera itself. A redesigned metal flash foot plate and connector pins allow more stable communication between the camera and flash, while a quick release mechanism minimises wear and tear on both units. The flash head zoom covers the range 24mm to 105mm and an integrated diffusion panel allows extended wide-angle coverage to 14mm.

The new Off Camera Shoe Cord OC-E3, Compact Battery Pack CP-E4 and Speedlite Bracket SB-E2 also allow sealing against dust and moisture, giving photographers a complete system to achieve off-camera lighting effects in difficult weather conditions.

Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 – Faster workflows

Responding to feedback from Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E1 users, Canon has expanded the functionality of the Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 to also support two-way communication via peer to peer (PTP) and HTTP protocols. Remote users can trigger the shutter button or download images from the camera via an internet browser window, dramatically reducing the time it takes from capture to publication. The Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 offers users a greater degree of security by allowing up to 4 types of WEP encryption as well as WPA2-PSK, which supports high security AES encryption.

USB host functionality means photographers can shoot directly to external storage media on longer shooting assignments. The unit also supports recording of GPS data – when connected to a portable GPS device, the location and time of capture is automatically added to each image as EXIF data.

Requiring no additional batteries, the Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2 fits neatly onto the side of the EOS-1D Mark III and offers the same degree of weather resistance as the camera body.

Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 – New encryption feature

The Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 supports advanced image encryption when used with the EOS-1D Mark III, answering a need in the market for a secure way to transmit electronic images. The system works by writing captured images to a standard CF memory card, while the SD card slot contains the Original Data Security card (supplied with the kit) which acts as the encryption key. Encrypted images can be decrypted only by a computer with the same encryption key, allowing photographers to send images over public networks – such as wireless LANs or the internet – with the assurance that only the intended recipient can view them.

The Original Data Security Kit OSK-E3 is capable of detecting the slightest (single bit) discrepancy in image data. For images shot with the EOS-1D Mark III and a GPS-connected Wireless File Transmitter WFT-E2, it can also be used to verify that GPS data recorded at the time of capture has not been altered – an increasingly important consideration for news publications.

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The Dark Knight: Knight of Gotham #24

The Dark Knight: Knight of Gotham #24

It takes a further twenty minutes before I’m able to get Tim and I out of the hospital so we can make our way back to Wayne Manor. That Richard Lyons sure does love to talk, that’s putting it politely. But sure enough he’s managed to convince me to invite him up to Wayne Manor to have a meeting about possible redevelopments in Gotham. With the funding that the Wayne Foundation can provide, Lyons Infrastructure should be able to do wonders for Gotham. It’s just a shame it took so long for him to pitch the idea to me in the first place.

By the time we make it back to the house Alfred’s started grumbling about all the work he’s not been able to do thanks to our trip to the hospital. Despite all his moaning though I know deep down he’s simply relieved that Jim’s alright all things considered. The Crimson Knight isn’t known for being merciful to anyone that crosses his path. But I know the truth of it all.

He didn’t leave Jim alive out of pity. He did it to send a message to me. No-one is safe from his wrath, and given his knowledge of Bruce Wayne and Batman being one in the same I need to be ready for a possible offensive against me. If there’s one thing he’ll hope to gain from the copy of the GCPD database he stole it’s allies. I need to anticipate his moves and learn who he may have released already. Logically to counter my forces he’ll need a sizeable force given the skill level of Tim, Dick and Jason. Then again it’s questionable as to whether or not he knows I have Dick and Jason to call upon. Last thing I want is to drag them in to Gotham where they’re unneeded. I can only hope the mission I assigned to Jason of retrieving the anti-lazarus will prove to be unnecessary in the long run.

As night falls I quickly hear news that the Crimson Knight assaulted the Martha Wayne psychiatric hospital in south Gotham and freed Standler. Strange. What could he hope to gain from releasing Standler of all people? He’s hardly a threat to anyone beyond giving them a shock as he sprays them with condiments. There can only be one reason he chose to free Standler. An attack on me. No-one else in Gotham know it aside from myself which makes it the perfect message. To the rest of Gotham the mysterious figure who assaulted the police commissioner just broke into a hospital and freed a crazy patient. But for me it’s perfectly clear. It’s an attack on me and the legacy of my family. He intends to burn me and bring the Wayne legacy crashing down to the ground. Not if I can help it.

Bizarrely for all his talk of facing me one to one he chose to attack the hospital in broad daylight and risk direct confrontation with the GCPD when they’re well staffed rather than risk me. Perhaps he’s more afraid of me than he dares admit. Or more likely he’s boasting, for all of Gotham to see. I’ll be sure to punish his arrogance.

Tim heads out to hunt down his latest lead on Film Freak he obtained during his stay in Carthage whilst I prep the bat mobile for deployment. I need to stop the Crimson Knight before his plans are allowed to come to fruition. His plans for Standler are a mystery to me but whatever they are, they can’t be good. As I leave the systems diagnostics for the bat mobile to run I put the suit on and grab a spare cape from my the vault. Alfred hasn’t got round to cleaning my cape from last night so I’ll have to make do with this spare one for now.

As I walk back down to the vehicle bay I can’t help but notice Alfred chasing after a visibly annoyed Barbra. I guess she’s still registered in the bat computer as an ally thus why the alarm didn’t sound. Odd mind, I could have sworn I removed her security clearance when her and Dick left and went to Bludhaven.

"Miss Gordon please he’s about to head out on patrol!"

"I know Alfred. I shouldn’t be long."

"Barbra? What brings you back here?"

"We both know what Bruce. I want to get my hands on the one who hurt my Dad."

I pause for a while. It’s good to see Barbra back in the cave after so long. She hasn’t stepped back in to the cave ever since Dick left Gotham after our argument. But despite how happy I am to see her finally return to the cave I can’t let her go after the Crimson Knight. The Knight has already been trying to target Tim, the last thing I need is for Barbra to become a target as well. One member of the Gordon family has suffered already thanks to me. I won’t let another suffer.


"What did you just say?"

"Your father has already suffered because of me. I won’t let someone else suffer because of me."

"That’s not your call to make Bruce."

"I’m afraid it is Barb."

As I those words she attempts to her way to display case with her old costume is stored. I know what you’re up to Barb and I’m sorry but I can’t let you go through with this.

"Shadow protocol. Authorisation: Batman-001."

With that the display cases seal themselves and lower into the cave floor to avoid them being discovered in the event someone accidentally stumbles upon the cave. The Batcomputer also conceals itself in the cave wall as well as the an artificial wall covering the entrance to the suit vault.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What your father would want me to."

"Don’t you dare use him against me."

"He needs you by his side right now Barb. Let me handle the Crimson Knight."

"Crimson Knight? That guy that dropped a warehouse on you?"

Clearly Dick brought Barbra up to speed on what happened in Gotham whilst he filled in as Batman.

"Yes. Him."

"Are you sure you’re up to this? I mean Dick said he put you out of action for a week, I’ve never known that to happen."

"It was a simple mistake. One I’ll be sure to not repeat. But right now Barb I need you safe. He’s already been targeting Tim. I won’t let you be put in his crosshairs either."

"But Bruce I can help."

"Yes you can, but right now your father needs you more. Please Barb. Leave this to me."

Begrudgingly she agrees.

"Fine. But the minute you have him I want to know. He needs to suffer for what he’s done to my Dad."

"I will Barb. I promise."

"Thank you Bruce."

"Alfred can you drive Barb back to the hospital."

"Of course Master Bruce. I’m sure the dust can wait another hour before I get around to cleaning it."

"Thanks Alfred."

"Not a problem Miss Gordon."

"Don’t stay out too late Alfred. Last thing we want is for the Lyons family to think I’m a slob."

"Don’t worry Master Bruce. Hell will freeze over before I let Wayne Manor become a cess pit."

"Good to hear Alfred."

I place my cowl over my head and jump into the bat mobile and prepare for departure. As I’m about to shut the canopy I hear Barbra and Alfred call out to me.

"Good luck Bruce! Give him what he deserves!"

"Good hunting sir!"

They can’t see it but their words of encouragement bring a smile to my face. With that I slam my foot down on the accelerator and the bat mobile races out of the cave as I make my way towards Gotham.

Posted by Supremedalekdunn on 2015-10-22 21:34:00

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The 22 Magazine Vol 1: Joseba Eskubi

The 22 Magazine Vol 1: Joseba Eskubi

Joseba Eskubi lives and works in Bilbao (Spain).
He currently teaches at the Faculty of Fine Arts of the University of the Basque Country (Leioa).
His work is gestural and organic, a kind of still life where the matter is in a process of continuous metamorphosis.He also manipulates images of some classic artists, considering the painting as something alive and open. His work has appeared in Dust & Dessert (Issue no 3) and in Mental Shoes (issue no 18). He has shown extensively in group and solo shows throughout Spain.

Posted by The22 Magazine on 2011-04-24 20:03:48

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Shawnta Jonstone–Fairy Dust

Shawnta Jonstone--Fairy Dust

Posted by ReinventedLook on 2011-08-29 19:35:42

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Making of Saxonpc honeycomb grids

Making of Saxonpc honeycomb grids

How I shot the Saxon Computers grids of the other photo.

Come ho fotografato le griglie a nido d’ape di Saxon Computers dell’altra foto.

Posted by funadium on 2008-04-29 17:31:54

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Watching the snooker

Watching the snooker

BBC Iplayer fullscreen on my Mac Mini. Also visible is my Atari ST (under the Mac keyboard), and the pride of my chess collection, the Kasparov President electronic chess board. And a Quickshot II Joystick.

Posted by Isofarro on 2009-04-20 13:28:00

Tagged: , snooker , bbc , iplayer , flash , firefox , mac , macmini , atarist , chess , kasparov , president , electronic