there is a dead pigeon in the planter just outside the door of the building I live in… it’s been there for three days…
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Category: ranting
Random thoughts, frustrations, ideas and opinions. Quality not guaranteed, consume only under adult supervision
For the second time in my life I tuned into the news and saw bright flashes against a inky night. Flashes which represent the beginning of war. At this point I don’t know how I feel about the “war on terrorism” I don’t like the idea of a prolonged war… but I agree that terrorism should be abolished, it’s practitioners hunted down and dealt with. I feel lost, I want to support my country but I do not want to go to war… In the end I stand behind America, and I will do what I have to, even go to war.
In light of this days events I have a quote, I sent it to most of the people who read this page, but just in case someone else happens along…
(From Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space by Carl Sagan, Random House, 1994)
Earth (the dot in the middle) as seen from 3.7 billion miles away by the Voyager 1 spacecraft, on 6/6/1990.
“… Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors, so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”
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cool website…
Here is a website sent to me by Mena that is a news company translating an Afghan newspaper so that we can see what the people in Afghan get to read, at least the ones still there!
In other news: I went to get on the lift today and when the door opened there was a man sitting in a shopping card! Lift’s here are rather small and he took up the whole thing! Now the strangest thing about this story is that the shopping cart was from safeway, and the closest safeway to here is like two miles… explain that!
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sex in the city…. that fuckin show!
I was sitting in a pub tonight, drinking a Bass and just kind of looking around when I happened to overhear a conversation that made me want to just die!
(Now remember, read it with a really bad London accent, a la Eliza in My Fair Lady)
“I hate that bitch!”
“Who?”
“Sarah Jessica? Whatever her name is!”
“Sarah Jessica Parker?”
“Yes! I hate that bitch!”
“Why?”
“Because of that fucking show; Sex in the City! Because that fuckin? show caused my wife to argue with me! I hate that fuckin’ show!”
“Sex in the City? It?s a good show.”
“I hate the fuckin’ thing because one night my wife asks; ‘Why can’t our relationship be like the one on that show?? And I says ‘Cause it?s a show, it’s a fuckin’ show on the telly!”
I guess you had to be there but the sound of that guy yelling to the people he was with saying fucking so much, and it sounded like ‘Foocken’ with the slurred ‘u’ and the hard ‘k’ kind of like German. It was hilarious!
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blisters & bloody noses
C██████ and I went to Paris this weekend. We had an absolutely amazing time romantic and relaxing. Then we went out separate ways, she went to Germany, and I came back to England. We won’t get to see each other again till Christmas, unless I get a job and some time off school.
Anyway, we where up to out old tricks in Paris again, we got drunk with some friends Friday night, and then went out walking till after 6am! By the time we got back to our hotel we were both suffering from blisters! And on top of that I forgot my knee brace so my bum knee is painful.
Now normally I would not complain about blisters or my knee, they are both to be expected… but what happened at the train station when I was about to leave Paris added to my physical misery… As I was walking down from the Eurostar lobby to the platform, the man in front of me decided he was going the wrong way. So he turned around and tried to walk through me! Driving his forehead into my nose at high velocity… His forehead won (seeing how he is a numbskull this makes complete sense in retrospect!). He very nearly broke my nose, in fact I thought it was broken, because I could not feel it and it was pouring blood out like a water tap! I went through a half role of paper towels before the blood clotted enough so I was not dripping like a racehorse as I walked. And it is still weeping 5 hours latter back in England. I don’t think my nose is broke, or at least it’s not crooked. So right now my nose hurts; my knee hurts; by feet hurts and I have to be up in 8 hours for my first day of school in a foreign country… Life is such an adventure…!
Despite all this Paris was wonderful, I love that city and I think that I will have to live there someday! It was also great to see C██████ one last time, in Europe, before school starts. Right now she is in a sleeper car, on a train bound for Frankfurt. I hope she is sharing her compartment with some cool girl and not a fat ugly hag. I would not want her to have horrible nightmares for the rest of her life!
…well I’m off to lick my wounds and get some rest for school, you all have fun!…