bullshit

Could someone recommend a new ISP? I have completely lost any respect for Earthlink. I submit a complaint about their policy regarding their own spamming, and they send me an email scolding me for the use of the word “bullshit”?
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School called on account of ignorance

Schools Shy Away From Washington Field Trips
Boneheads. Fuckin’ Boneheads.
I am so utterly and inccredibly sick of the ignorant speech and actions of people in relation to Washington DC.
I’d be surprised to hear anyone anymore mention the Pentagon when discussing the September 11 th attacks. I can only imagine how the people in Pennsylvania feel. In all likelyhood, that plane crash there saved my very life.
But when people do discuss Washington, it is mainly to say they don’t feel safe about coming here. They no longer seem concerned to fly, which is where the only danger to most civilians was on September 11th in Washington. And the anthrax infections never managed to spread from the buildings they originated in.
So what the hell are you scared about?
Those hundred or so nuclear ICBMs pointed at our heads for the last 50 years don’t seem to matter much to you. Fifty missing back-pack sized nuclear bombs, which disappeared after the overthrow of the Soviet Union, don’t seem to be making anyone nervous. A murder rate higher than anywhere else in the country never affected tourism.
Kneejerk, ignorant, selfish reactions.
You need to fold up your american flags, put them back in their plastic bags, and return them to the stores. You have already lost. Consider yourself a prisoner of war. When you started reacting based on fear insteaad of logic; when you started allowing the assaults to change the way you lived your life, then you let the enemy beat you.
I live in this city. I have been here four years already, and not a day goes by that I am not in awe of some aspect of this city or the people in it. To teach your kids that dispite common sense and factual evidence, you won’t take them to a place such as this where every building and tree is a piece of history. You’re pitaful.
On a side note, this author needs to be bitch-slapped.

Students who visit today find a city visibly changed; police are stationed at nearly every corner, and concrete barricades encircle the monuments like scattered dominoes. Chaperons enforce an unpopular 6 p.m. hotel curfew.

Bullshit. The concrete barriccades were there before September 11. And the city has actually been replaccing many of those gaudy conrete slabs which have been around for years with more suitable and attractive fences and posts. And maybe once a week do I see a cop or military officer I didn’t see before. This is Washington Fuckin DC. Do you think we don’t have security here? And what the hell does a high school student’s curfew have to do with this city?

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I can just see tommorrow’s

I can just see tommorrow’s headline:
“Scriptkiddie found with computer parts sticking out of every body orafice.”
No, this isn’t the hacker I’m upset with.
Just another wannabe. I miss the days when I woulda shitcanned him. But strangely enough, I got a little taste of reality, and I liked it. I’m done bitching.

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these two youts walk into a bar…

Concerns already were raised over the weekend by immigration and Colombian activists about the film’s Colombian characters.

My AOL | Today’s News
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
If we take this to it’s logical conclusion, we cannot have people who do bad things in stories (note the word ‘stories’) be from…
anywhere.
It’s a fuckin fictional story. It’s a character. He has to be from somewhere.
Get a friggin life, people.

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Terrorism is a crime against

Terrorism is a crime against all humanity. It knows no ethnic, religious or other national or geographic boundaries, and we must see it in that context.

— Colin Powell
This really is one of the few intelligent comments I’ve heard on all this. It neither relies on kneejerk patriotism, nor ignorant racism. And it keeps in mind, that if it wasn’t the US, there would be another target. People instinctivly hate those who have more than they do, no matter how altruistic their lifestyle.

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Pat Buchanan: A man and hsi nightmare

The de-Christianization of America is different from mass immigration. They?re coming into a country whose institutions no longer enforce a certain morality. They?re coming into a country, half of which is deeply secularized and says keep your language and your separate institutions and your ethnic entitlements. And the other half is deeply traditional. It?s not just that they?re coming into a country that?s bifurcated. They?re bringing beliefs and ideas and languages in such enormous numbers that that alone would make it far more difficult to assimilate.

— Patrick Buchanan
Why is Pat Buchanan still around? What religion does this man represent? What church does he preach at? Who ordained him?
This man will use any ploy, misrepresent any fact, spin any tale, simply to …
to …
I don’t know. What’s his point? What is he working towards?
He espouses a desire for a more Christian world. And he has all the trappings of a patriotic American. But his narrow, ill-conceieved view of these environments makes me think he is simply in love with his own voice.
I believe he is a very learned man, (though i wouldn’t go so far as to say intelligent). He speaks well, and knows how to spin almost any point to his advantage.
He could be a great leader if he wanted; I’m sure. It’s too bad for him that his head never stays out of his ass long enough to gain much of a following.
This entire interview of hsi is baased upon two flawed facts.
The first one is easy: English. It is not the national language of the United States. It just so happens it is the most commonly used language. Whatever language(s) are in widespread use in this country should be recognized, and not suppressed. By virtue of it’s own momentum, English is the language of business and international power and trade. Any group of people so dedicated to their own cultural sovereignty that they refused to add English as even a secondary language — they will be left behind. This is a very reasonable argument. Unfortunatly, it isn’t the one Robertson chose to make.
Secondly, Pat Robertson seems to have trouble with the word “assimilation”. I believe he has confused it with ‘obliteration’.
This land, from it’s very founding as colonial properties, has been a haven for any person to come and be themself, when they most often cannot be in their original homes. Pilgrims come here to practice their own religion. Haitains come here to live freely without an opressive govermment. A collection of farmers fought here to be able to have control over their own lives and commerce.
We have accepted refugees from every country on earth. We have reached out and help countries being overrun by madmen with ideas of superior races in their minds.
But Pat Buchanan seems to believe that this country cannot survive unless each persons cultural heritage and person beliefs are surrendered to the good of the state. That diversity is the biggest threat to America.
Assimilation, Mr. Buchanan, is not the process of taking something in and utterly subornitaing it to the current standard. That is obliteration. Assimmilation is taking in the new, and adding it to yourself, so that you are something more than you were before.
So we have room for all new ideas, Pat. But your ideas aren’t new. Ignorance and bigotry are very old, and very tired.

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Fucked in the head

Okay. It’s official. Pat Buchanan is on crack:

But can this sentiment bring together a nation as divided as we were over the Florida returns? That was over something that went to the heart of what people believed. The best criterion to judge how people voted in 2000 was how often they went to church. People who went to church voted for Bush; people who rarely or never went to church voted for Gore. That is for me the moral and social divide in America. We don?t believe the same way anymore. We don?t believe in the same ideas of right and wrong, and morally speaking, we live on a different continent.

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on a very quiet day…

I took off this morning with my camera, intent on taking the pictures I saw on Wednesday, when I didn’t have my camera with me. (They really don’t like it when you’re snapping off pictures in a Courthouse).
Of course, I didn’t find anything in that specific area that I wanted pictures of really. I did get a few decent ones of some of the deconstruction work downtown.
But I finally got out to Arlington National Cemetery. I hadn’t been there for almost 15 years, and besides being much younger then, it was cold and raining.
It was still pretty damn cold today, but it was very sunny and clear. I dunno… seems more fitting for a cemetery anyway.
There is Mount Hope Cemetery in Rochester where people actually go on picnics, but it’s not quite the same thing.
Walking through fields of white tombstones on a cold winter day while leaves rustle and crows squawk in the trees…
it’s all a little too cheesy for me.
This is the real thing. A couple hundred thousand men and women who were willing to fight to the death to defend their friends and neighbors. And beneath Kennedy’s flame, a man struck down for trying to keep more men from having to do just that.
I imagine there’s a lot of volunteers for the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The man moved with absolute precision and timing. If I remember correctly, the guard changes every 2 hours. I can’t imagine counting off in your head and pacing for 2 hours, no matter the weather, the spectators, the season.
I noticed the guard was carrying a very old rifle. It was a single bullet breech loader with a wooden stock and a bayonet on the end. I wonder why they chose that particular model?
Anyway, pictures:
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penthouse apartment

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So my new apartment has a few problems…

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Winter has come at last…

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I gotta call my parents. They should’ve gotten hit with this storm. Strange… I barely heard anything about it.
Oh dear… 55 mile per hour winds. So they evacuate the Xerox tower. I walked home in 55 MPH winds tonight thank you.

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trimming the family tree

i can’t think of anything to write. i can’t think of anything to write. i can’t think of anything to write.
I had an English professor in college who had us keeping a daily journal. Told us even if we couldn’t think of a word to write, we should fill a page with “i cant think of anything to write.”.
I can’t say this was the brightest professor in the bunch. A lot of the time, I would sit down before class, and fill one page with “i cant think of anything to write.”, then change pens. I would fill another page with “i cant think of anything to write.”, annd change pens again. You get the idea.
And to think I got some bad grades in college.
This just comes to mind because I’m not really in the mood to write, but I have to. Otherwise I go stale. I’ve found just rambling here keeps my imagination going in almost every area; a very important thting since I make my living in a creative industry.
I guess coming up with all the new synonyms for “stupid” that I use here really makes my brain sweat.
There are things I don’t really talk about here. They ussually have to do, in some negative fashion, with people who are very close to me. Because those are the very people who are mostly reading this. But it leaves the whole thing kind of stale at times.
My first reaction, of course, is to just say “screw those people” and write whatever I want. Some of them would take it in stride I’m sure. But there are those who already view my ramblings as more than a bit vitriolic. I know I would be persona non grata at most family functions if I started discussing the theatre of the miseries that many of my mother’s relatives seem to be.
But at the same time, I don’t even really discuss the good things. The other half of my family, being the other half of this coin. Despite my father being dimly viewed by so many in my mothers family, his own family is incredibly optimistic and outgoing. I don’t remember the last time Ruth stopped smiling. Gary brought together the senior citizens home known as his siblings after most of them hadn’t seen eachother in decades. And the announcements I get are in the form of wedding announcements and births and such.
These are all important people and important event’s to me. They’ll be left out less here. And I find after writing all this, I’m not really worried if they’ll be offended. I’m not planning on airing godawful (and damn boring) dirty laundry here. So if you see your name here and think I’ve talked too strongly about you, you either know how I feel about you and nothing will have changed, or you don’t know me well enough to begin with.
And considering what it takes to get me to shut up, I doubt that it’s my fault.

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Can we discuss your photographs, Mr. Mapplethorp?

ABC News reported that Attorney General John Ashcroft ordered the statues covered because he didn’t like being photographed in front of them.

Since the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, Ashcroft has been photographed several times in front of the female statue that represents the Spirit of Justice. The statue has its arms raised and a toga draped over its body, but a single breast is completely exposed.

The other statue, of a man with a cloth covering his midsection, is called the Majesty of Law.

Keeping in mind that Attorney General Ashcroft is a narrow-minded, power-hungry little nazi who probably uses the Constitution to wipe up after jerking off…
am I the only one who sees an incredible amount of symbolism in him wanting the personifications of Justice and the Law hidden from sight and in no way associated with him?
That’s not even getting into the issue of trying to obliterate famous works of art for religious and political reasons; something the United States blasted Afghanistan for doing just a year or so ago when they blew up those statues in the desert.
Man, I haven’t seen anyone point and giggle at ‘boobies’ since junior high. When will the people in the Justice Department grow up? I think I’m going to go to the National Gallery for lunch tomorrow, before someone goes through there with a bunch of drop cloths.

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God knows why…

It looks like it will be a beautiful day out. I turned off the TV this morning just to listen to the sounds coming in the windows. Cars rubling down the street, birds chirping, taxi drivers cursing.
This is the second time this week I have had this feeling. Where everything seems to be freeflowing. Most of the time, I feel little different than when I was in scchool, locked into schedules and appointments. Maybe it’s an early onset of spring fever, thanks to the weather. But I’m not going to complain. To feel like every step you take is somehting enjoyable, that you really want to do… how often does that happen?
We’ll see how long I stay in this mood. In an hour and a half I must report for jury duty. I’m gonna put some people in jail! (Am I allowed to send people to the electric chair?)

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Study: Basic cable raunchier than

Study: Basic cable raunchier than broadcast TV
"South Park," an animated show on Comedy Central, was overall the most "offensive series," the study said, with a per-hour combined average of 126 violent or raunchy moments. "

Next you’ll be telling me that MTV or VH1 play too much music.
This is one of those great “Duh!” moments in life.

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How soon till The Running Man starts?

"The Chair," with John McEnroe as host, may have won its personal battle with Fox, but could be in some danger itself. It drew 9.8 million viewers last Tuesday, ranking No. 57 for the week.

How sad is it that 10 milion people actualy took the time to watch that god-awful show? The participants and host make even Anne from The Weakest Link, (another hour of boredom) look animated and candid. Man, I thought it was bad when sit-coms filled prime-time. If this keeps up, I may have to do something drastic like read a book.

Meanwhile, for people who tire of Winter Olympics competition on NBC, Fox has a special in the works for late February. Called "The Glutton Bowl," the two-hour show will feature people competing to eat large amounts of foods like hamburgers and eggs.

And you know, a couple million people are going to sit at home and watch TV to obtain the same level of entertainment you can get at your local McDonalds.

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