Salty air is a constant reminder of twirling coin toss that haunts of other outcomes and storyline where the known hero perishes passing along through the tales that everyone has on the beach
or
being overtaken by horrid tides of cars and rubbish sucked out into the skin of the abyss of the sea presumed missing whilst all the while struggling to stay sane repeating over and over a narrative that life went on into
daily life of the aftermath and all health effects in between trying with utmost balls to save everyone he could
as he did all along
with invention of said reality births the grinding days of corporate sodomy including the gimp suit and it’s a job mentality festering off to the side as he pains himself through sickness
fucking cowardly staying afloat with all the jellyfish,seaweed and krill like a suited shill would
would it better to have drowned in the initial tidal surge being johhny flash getting a statue of him put somewhere for neoyuppies can walk their puggles?
or is this all the aftermath
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I asked for a coffe
Words get lost in the conversation ditches by the worn roadside benches
things awkward enough struggling to find the right sentences to convey exactly what is needing to be said
context out the window as emotions are contextually dyslexic and shattered as your Nanas’ fine china
tongue stumbling over the lost dictionary of the brain even if it was read aloud it would be gibberish
adjectives bursting in flames morphing into verbs with no clarity
all words lost from the intro
Caruso in Jade
There are colours passed the jaded faces of believers in D.boone
knassy knoll
kentucky blue grass green and no sign of a second shooter
mossy and scratchy like the Moss Man action figure
stumbling darker to emerald leafy pastures of
guilt tripped mint
the original quarry
boulders unfinished by the grinding of a earth tumbling or a shiny scrub
only echoing karaoke voices of Woody Guthrie,HR and Jim Carrol
Phil Ochs reading to the shabby stones
polishing them as past jaded as they were passed over
rocks deeper jade than racing green
jagged edges higher with a more abysmal color there’s a shadow
It is Joe Strummer blowing smoke to the moon laughing
Yelling in a soulful stern
WE ALL STARTED IN THE JADED NOT IN THE VICE OR VERSA
THIS GREEN KILLS FASCISTS
Would you like a game of chess?
Company: Woman Used Drugs With Cartoon Characters
GRAND JUNCTION, Colo. — A Grand Junction-based grocery store chain said it will look into how a company that performs background checks on employees at its stores reported that a new hire had used drugs with cartoon characters. Sue Jones was placed on administrative leave and missed several days of work at City Market after South Carolina-based General Information Systems reported the alleged drug use and flagged her as a “do not hire.” The report also erroneously indicated she had previously been charged with felony drug possession and misdemeanor gambling.
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Grand Junction’s KKCO-TV reported the date of birth on the criminal court cases did not match the real Sue Jones, nor was there a Social Security number to tie them to her.The court cases cited by G.I.S. listed the other defendants as Porky Pig, Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd. The station reported that they were phony test cases — practice for people working in the court system, using arbitrary names such as “Sue Jones.”G.I.S. executive David Bartley declined comment on the report.Jones has returned to work at City Market after disputing the G.I.S. report. She said she has never done drugs or gotten any more than a traffic ticket. City Market wouldn’t say whether it would continue to use the company to conduct its background checks.Click here to read KCCO’s story and see the video report.
http://www.thedenverchannel.com/news/14660490/detail.html?rss=den&psp=news
You can get anything you want…
This was the first year in quite a few that have actually been with my own family for a holiday like Thanksgiving
George Bailey echoing in the background as he always did
like long ago
weird
not having certain people around also rather odd to even be here
im more than happy to see their faces and enjoy the company
mix that awkward feeling with a sleepless raging hangover
it makes for a good day
Loose Lips Get Lawsuits
Those in the “old” media, more than a little familiar with the intricacies of libel and slander law, knew it was bound to happen. A blogger has been sued for libel in Kane County’s 16th Circuit Court.
Despite the apparent belief that those using the Internet can say anything without consequence, those with more experience knew individuals would tolerate the besmirching of their names and reputations for only so long before putting up a fight.
A court reporting firm, BESCR Inc., with offices in Aurora and Chicago, sued Trisha Goodman, a Tulsa, Okla., court reporter subcontracted by the firm. She had started a blog to complain she hadn’t been paid the $2,300 due her from BESCR Inc. Three others were sued for telling other people about the blog. The suit asks for $3.4 million in damages.
Goodman says she started the blog to help her determine if others had similar problems to those she says she’s had with BESCR. BESCR owners Elizabeth Eastwood and Steven Artstein said they fell behind in payments because of new billing software and that their business has been harmed by Goodman’s blog.
Where the case will lead, of course, is an open question. The crux of any libel action is “what is true,” something the court will have to determine. But the lawsuit nonetheless serves as a good reminder that there might be some merit in an established media that checks out the facts of a story before publication, especially if it might impugn someone’s integrity. It does so because the law says it must.
Bloggers and IMers and e-mailers may believe they are exempt, but it’s doubtful the courts will see it that way when those doing the writing are challenged by someone they write about. That’s especially so because unfounded claims and accusations can be spread globally in minutes on the Web, making it all but impossible to undo damage.
BESCR may have gone too far in suing someone as detached from the action as a court reporter from Schaumburg, Joan Burke, because she told others of the blog. She says she was forwarded a link to the blog from a business associate.
“I never added to (the blog) or responded to it, just viewed it,” she said. “As far as I know in Illinois, there’s nothing illegal about forwarding a link.”
One wouldn’t think so, but then the Wild West, which the Internet quite resembles today, didn’t stay wild forever. It eventually came to play by the same rules as other, less wild parts of the country.
It’s just as likely that the Internet will eventually have to play by the same economic rules, and the rules that protect individuals from harm by others.
A thought to keep in mind before hitting the send button or posting to that blog.
Good Omens
Arizaphale had tried to explain it to him once. The whole point was that when a human was good or bad it was because they wanted to be. Whereas people like Crowley and, of course, himself, were set in their ways right from the start. People couldn’t become truly holy unless they also had the opportunity to be definitely wicked.
Crowley had thought about this for some time and had said, Hang on, that only works if you start everyone off equal, OK? You can’t start someone off in a muddy shack in the middle of a war zone and expect them to do as well as someone born in a castle.
Ah, Arizaphale had said, that’s the good bit. The lower you start, the more opportunities you have.
Crowley had said, That’s lunatic.
No, said Arizaphale, it’s effable.
Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman
Good Omens
Old Man and the Seat
No matter what time i seem to travel or where i seem to be going….
home from work
going to work
out for drinks
coming home blurry from too much of the drink
there is a weathered old man i see
he is always on the bus or train and always with a rusted old laundry cart filled with the same items
an empty paper coffee cup ,a subway sandwich and a wooden dowel
chatting with the school girls in the plaid skirts or the thugs in the oversized hoods
he sits on the bus and greets everyone that gets on as if this was his moving bungalow that we seemed to have stepped into just to see him
Speaking perfect Spanish to Mexicans then fluent Russian to tourists just as fluent as a seemingly drunk man with no teeth can possibly speak
always alone just himself with this laundry wagon walker holding him up
never speaking to me just nodding in my direction as if to make my aquaitance
there are days when ive’ had too many and want to try to talk to this man to find out
the story
but even with Arthur Guinness behind me
i never do
when feeling no pain
after a bad day
its more fun to picture this old man is myself coming back in some sort of grand time warped scheme to remind me the world is beautiful..not to be such a sullen bastard all the time
some winning lotto numbers would be better
WWFSMD?
(AP) — When some of the world’s leading religious scholars gather in San Diego this weekend, pasta will be on the intellectual menu. They’ll be talking about a satirical pseudo-deity called the Flying Spaghetti Monster, whose growing pop culture fame gets laughs but also raises serious questions about the essence of religion.
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The appearance of the Flying Spaghetti Monster on the agenda of the American Academy of Religion’s annual meeting gives a kind of scholarly imprimatur to a phenomenon that first emerged in 2005, during the debate in Kansas over whether intelligent design should be taught in public school sciences classes.
Supporters of intelligent design hold that the order and complexity of the universe is so great that science alone cannot explain it. The concept’s critics see it as faith masquerading as science.
An Oregon State physics graduate named Bobby Henderson stepped into the debate by sending a letter to the Kansas School Board. With tongue in cheek, he purported to speak for 10 million followers of a being called the Flying Spaghetti Monster — and demanded equal time for their views.
“We have evidence that a Flying Spaghetti Monster created the universe. None of us, of course, were around to see it, but we have written accounts of it,” Henderson wrote. As for scientific evidence to the contrary, “what our scientist does not realize is that every time he makes a measurement, the Flying Spaghetti Monster is there changing the results with His Noodly Appendage.”
The letter made the rounds on the Internet, prompting laughter from some and vilification from others. But it struck a chord and stuck around. In the great tradition of satire, its humor was in fact a clever and effective argument.
Between the lines, the point of the letter was this: There’s no more scientific basis for intelligent design than there is for the idea an omniscient creature made of pasta created the universe. If intelligent design supporters could demand equal time in a science class, why not anyone else? The only reasonable solution is to put nothing into sciences classes but the best available science.
“I think we can all look forward to the time when these three theories are given equal time in our science classrooms across the country, and eventually the world; one third time for Intelligent Design, one third time for Flying Spaghetti Monsterism, and one third time for logical conjecture based on overwhelming observable evidence,” Henderson sarcastically concluded.
Kansas eventually repealed guidelines questioning the theory of evolution.
Meanwhile, Flying Spaghetti Monsterism (FSM-ism to its “adherents”) has thrived — particularly on college campuses and in Europe. Henderson’s Web site has become a kind of cyber-watercooler for opponents of intelligent design.
Henderson did not respond to a request for comment. His Web site tracks meetings of FSM clubs (members dress up as pirates) and sells trinkets and bumper stickers. “Pastafarians” — as followers call themselves — can also download computer screen-savers and wallpaper (one says: “WWFSMD?”) and can sample photographs that show “visions” of the divinity himself. In one, the image of the carbohydrate creator is seen in a gnarl of dug-up tree roots.
It was the emergence of this community that attracted the attention of three young scholars at the University of Florida who study religion in popular culture. They got to talking, and eventually managed to get a panel on FSM-ism on the agenda at one of the field’s most prestigious gatherings.
The title: “Evolutionary Controversy and a Side of Pasta: The Flying Spaghetti Monster and the Subversive Function of Religious Parody.”
“For a lot of people they’re just sort of fun responses to religion, or fun responses to organized religion. But I think it raises real questions about how people approach religion in their lives,” said Samuel Snyder, one of the three Florida graduate students who will give talks at the meeting next Monday along with Alyssa Beall of Syracuse University.
The presenters’ titles seem almost a parody themselves of academic jargon. Snyder will speak about “Holy Pasta and Authentic Sauce: The Flying Spaghetti Monster’s Messy Implications for Theorizing Religion,” while Gavin Van Horn’s presentation is titled “Noodling around with Religion: Carnival Play, Monstrous Humor, and the Noodly Master.”
Using a framework developed by literary critic Mikhail Bakhtin, Van Horn promises in his abstract to explore how, “in a carnivalesque fashion, the Flying Spaghetti Monster elevates the low (the bodily, the material, the inorganic) to bring down the high (the sacred, the religiously dogmatic, the culturally authoritative).”
The authors recognize the topic is a little light by the standards of the American Academy of Religion.
“You have to keep a sense of humor when you’re studying religion, especially in graduate school,” Van Horn said in a recent telephone interview. “Otherwise you’ll sink into depression pretty quickly.”
But they also insist it’s more than a joke.
Indeed, the tale of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and its followers cuts to the heart of the one of the thorniest questions in religious studies: What defines a religion? Does it require a genuine theological belief? Or simply a set of rituals and a community joining together as a way of signaling their cultural alliances to others?
In short, is an anti-religion like Flying Spaghetti Monsterism actually a religion?
Joining them on the panel will be David Chidester, a prominent and controversial academic at the University of Cape Town in South Africa who is interested in precisely such questions. He has urged scholars looking for insights into the place of religion in culture and psychology to explore a wider range of human activities. Examples include cheering for sports teams, joining Tupperware groups and the growing phenomenon of Internet-based religions. His 2005 book “Authentic Fakes: Religion and American Popular Culture,” prompted wide debate about how far into popular culture religious studies scholars should venture.
Lucas Johnston, the third Florida student, argues the Flying Spaghetti Monsterism exhibits at least some of the traits of a traditional religion — including, perhaps, that deep human need to feel like there’s something bigger than oneself out there.
He recognized the point when his neighbor, a militant atheist who sports a pro-Darwin bumper sticker on her car, tried recently to start her car on a dying battery.
As she turned the key, she murmured under her breath: “Come on Spaghetti Monster!”
http://www.cnn.com/2007/LIVING/personal/11/16/flying.spaghettimonster.ap/index.html
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