Some people will do anything for free land.
> Maybe Beirut and Belfast are getting too quiet these days for people
> who want to live on the edge.
You said it, brother.
> There's always East Palo Alto... ;)
How did you know about that place? ;)
> > * USA Today reports that a picture taken by Linda Kabot [...]
> > - the photo apparently shows a cylindrical object, with one
> > end aglow, streaking across the sky.
> I doubt that a photo of a missile a mile or two away could show such detail.
> And how exactly do you tell it was "streaking" from a still picture?
Easy. It wasn't wearing any clothes.
> > * President Clinton yesterday proposed a $2.75 trillion children's
> > literacy campaign, [...]
> I propose a $2.75 numeracy campaign for whoever wrote this.
I'm sure Clinton could use it for his legal funds.
> Where's your crown, King Nothing?
What's the reference?
And where's the Robert Harley review of "Trainspotting"?
> Topic for discussion:
> Why does the world's most shite technology have the largest market share?
People like shite. It's familiar.
> Why does the free market not work *at* *all* in this case?
It DOES work, Rob. Shall we refer to the scriptures? I quote in the
words of The Prophet...
* When you're young, you look at television and think, there's a
* conspiracy. The networks have conspired to dumb us down. But when you
* get a little older, you realize that's not true. The networks are in
* business to give people exactly what they want. That's a far more
* depressing thought. Conspiracy is optimistic! You can shoot the
* bastards! We can have a revolution! But the networks are really in the
* business to give people what they want.
* -- Steve Jobs, Wired 3/96
And so it is with computers, too. Windows NT 4.0 stinks. Windows 95 is
garbage. System Seven sux. Because computer companies are really in
the business to give people what they want.
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? -- Trainspotting