Archive for March 19th, 2002
Slow News

No one must have died in the Middle East today, no Taliban must have been found in caves, and no more Priests must have been arrested for child porn. I can tell none of this has happened yet because the lead stories of the day involve the status of facial hair, the fact we all almost died (not really) on March 8th, and someone on Yahoo! News forgot about the moon.

I guess the day is still young and there is hope something savage may happen. Maybe we could do our Web site naked like Naked News does to help bolden interest. But really, do you really want to see Taranis and me naked?

Thought of the Day #12

Sometimes, the strangest thoughts come to mind in the bathroom:

If God were perfect, would animals and humans have to excrete waste? Wouldn’t he have fashioned us in such a way that we could use any substance put into our body? Wouldn’t our cells be able to somehow recycle the byproducts of protein production? And if humans were made in God’s image, wouldn’t we be even more able to deal with waste than, say, a platypus?

Yes, an insight into the inner workings of mild insanity.

Watch This.

S-11 Redux:
(Channel) Surfing the Apocalypse

“Culled from over 20 hours of television footage recorded over a one month period and across 13 networks, S-11 Redux is a sound-bite blitzkrieg that challenges the messages we have been fed from our mainstream media and the government it serves.”

“And so… It comes down to a basic choice that we have to make as a civilization: Either: we will learn to bury the animosities of our ethnocentric, militant traditions and come to understand that Earths survival depends on our collective unified participitation, or we will sustain this cycle of violence and revenge until humanity is returned to the status of primitivity and, Earth, reduced to the ruble of antiquity.”

Macintosh Broadband | Loband
PC broadband | Medium

Obstacles

A wise man once said that “every wall is a door.” And on the other side are big, burly men preparing to kick down that door and bust a cap in your bulbous buttocks. Have a nice day.