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Seventy-Three [05 Jun 2006|04:47pm]
A man shouting that God would keep him safe was mauled to death by a lioness in Kiev zoo after he crept into the animal's enclosure, a zoo official said on Monday.

"The man shouted 'God will save me, if he exists', lowered himself by a rope into the enclosure, took his shoes off and went up to the lions," the official said.

"A lioness went straight for him, knocked him down and severed his carotid artery."

The incident, Sunday evening when the zoo was packed with visitors, was the first of its kind at the attraction. Lions and tigers are kept in an "animal island" protected by thick concrete blocks.
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Seventy-Two [04 Jun 2006|10:47pm]
[ mood | cold ]
[ music | The Bastard of Nightsong ]

Oh, what I wouldn't do for a Slovak translator...

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Seventy-One [30 May 2006|04:19pm]
Dutch pedophiles are launching a political party to push for a cut in the legal age for sexual relations to 12 from 16 and the legalization of child pornography and sex with animals, sparking widespread outrage.

The Charity, Freedom and Diversity (NVD) party said on its Web site it would be officially registered Wednesday, proclaiming: "We are going to shake The Hague awake!"

The party said it wanted to cut the legal age for sexual relations to 12 and eventually scrap the limit altogether.

"A ban just makes children curious," Ad van den Berg, one of the party's founders, told the Algemeen Dagblad (AD) newspaper.

"We want to make pedophilia the subject of discussion," he said, adding the subject had been a taboo since the 1996 Marc Dutroux child abuse scandal in neighboring Belgium.

"We want to get into parliament so we have a voice. Other politicians only talk about us in a negative sense, as if we were criminals," Van den Berg told Reuters.

The Netherlands, which already has liberal policies on soft drugs, prostitution and gay marriage, was shocked by the plan.

An opinion poll published Tuesday showed that 82 percent wanted the government to do something to stop the new party, while 67 percent said promoting pedophilia should be illegal.

"They make out as if they want more rights for children. But their position that children should be allowed sexual contact from age 12 is of course just in their own interest," anti-pedophile campaigner Ireen van Engelen told the AD daily.

Right-wing lawmaker Geert Wilders said he had asked the government to investigate whether a party with such "sick ideas" could really be established, ANP news agency reported.

Kees van deer Staaij, a member of the Christian SGP party, also demanded action: "Pedophilia and child pornography should be taboo in every constitutional state. Breaking that will just create more victims and more serious ones."

The party wants private possession of child pornography to be allowed although it supports the ban on the trade of such materials. It also supports allowing pornography to be broadcast on daytime television, with only violent pornography limited to the late evening.

Toddlers should be given sex education and youths aged 16 and up should be allowed to appear in pornographic films and prostitute themselves. Sex with animals should be allowed although abuse of animals should remain illegal, the NVD said.

The party also said everybody should be allowed to go naked in public and promotes legalizing all soft and hard drugs and free train travel for all.
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Seventy [26 Apr 2006|08:58pm]
It doesn't cost a lot to set up your own death squad in Iraq. Military uniforms, guns and even police vehicles are easily available to all comers in the markets of Baghdad.

In a city where gangs of men dressed as police have killed dozens of people and stolen tens of thousands of dollars, anyone with a modest amount of cash can set up their own fake squad.

At Baghdad's Bab al-Sharjee market, a haven for criminals, anyone can walk into one of about 15 shops selling police and military supplies and buy a police commando uniform for 35,000 Dinars (about $24) or an ordinary police uniform for $15.


No questions asked, no identity checks. Badges of rank from Captain to Major-General -- enough to ensure no one asks questions on the mean streets of the capital -- go for $2.

"One person came yesterday and took 12 full commando uniforms. Another took 15 army uniforms and ski masks with holes for the eyes," said Tariq, who runs one of the stores.

"I don't care who comes to buy them. As long as they give me the money, I give them the products," he said, adding the most popular items were police commando uniforms.

Although some uniforms such as a plain blue Iraqi police shirt are relatively simple for any tailor to produce, it was unclear where Tariq and others get the complicated camouflage uniforms from.

There are plenty of smaller items such as laser pointers for weapons, face-hiding ski masks, and handcuffs. In a country awash with guns, almost every family has at least an AK-47, weapons are cheap and easily obtained.
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Sixty-Nine [03 Apr 2006|06:07pm]
[ mood | grateful ]
[ music | customer support ]

Welcome to H&R Block online technical support. Please wait while we find a technical support agent to assist you.

Feel free to minimize this window. When an agent is available the window will pop to the forefront.
You have been connected to Rufino G.
Rufino G: Hello DARYL, welcome to H & R Block's Live Technical Support Chat! How can we assist you today?
DARYL RICHARDS: I'm having a problem e-filing.
DARYL RICHARDS: I keep getting a "a problem occured that prevented you from e-filing" etc.
Rufino G: I apologize for the inconvenience this may have caused you. Are you receiving any error message?
DARYL RICHARDS: Yeah. it says "A Problem occured that prevented you from e-filing. Click Next to try again or try again later"
Rufino G: From my understanding the system will not allow you to submit your return as of the moment, is this correct?
DARYL RICHARDS: Yeah, but I originally tried a month ago, and have been trying since.
Rufino G: Let me assist you with that Daryl.
Rufino G: Have you contacted us before regarding this problem?
DARYL RICHARDS: No.
Rufino G: What TaxCut Online Product product are you using?
DARYL RICHARDS: Premium
Rufino G: Did you use a website that was stored in your favorites area?
DARYL RICHARDS: No, I had the link sent to my e-mail address in an H&R Block advertisement.
Rufino G: What website did you type in your URL address bar?
DARYL RICHARDS: taxcut.com
Rufino G: When were you trying to login to the product when you received this error?
DARYL RICHARDS: the most recent time was about 10 minutes ago.
Rufino G: Were you in an Interview?
DARYL RICHARDS: No.
Rufino G: Could you click past the error or are you hung on that page?
DARYL RICHARDS: It's the last thing I need to do. the return is complete. I just want to e-file it. It won't let me.
Rufino G: What day did you first experience this issue?
DARYL RICHARDS: I'm not sure. Probably about March 1st
Rufino G: I apologize for any inconvenience, I assure you that I will escalate your case to our development team, DTS - System Development queue. This is a known issue and should be resolved shortly.
DARYL RICHARDS: Oh, okay. Should I just keep trying?
Rufino G: Yes, while I have to escalate your case for immediate assistance. Do you have other concern?
DARYL RICHARDS: Nope.
Rufino G: Thank you for contacting H&R Block, DARYL, and we look forward to serving you in the future!

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Sixty-Eight [03 Apr 2006|05:33pm]
[ mood | chipper ]
[ music | Comerica ]

April, 03.

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Sixty-Seven [19 Mar 2006|08:16pm]
[ mood | dirty ]
[ music | Roland - Juno-G: Synthesizer ]

So, France is on fire again. Apparently the "youths" are having trouble finding jobs, so, to remedy this, they set parked cars on fire so that they explode. I think I would probably try to get a job in another country (though I don't know how feasible that is,) of course, throwing a molotov cocktail would be my next move.

The USA Today said "The protests, which drew 500,000 people in some 160 cities across the country, were the biggest show yet of escalating anger that is testing the strength of the conservative government before elections next year."

First of all, yes the USA Today talks. Second of all, if France currently has a 'conservative government' what the hell would a French liberal government be like? These protests are apparently in response to a bill which will allow companies to fire younger employees within 2 years with out giving a reason. I agree, it's a pretty shitty bill, but how the fuck are they going to convince employers to hire younger people?? And are the protesters offering up any other solutions?? Of course they are! I mean, they blew up the store front of a Gap building, they tore down a french flag and put up a sign that says 'anti-capitalism' in it's place, and they're chanting things like "Police everywhere, justice nowhere." Now, wait a minute... THAT'S not offering a solution. I see, they're doing what protesters normally do, bitch and complain and not a lot of anything else (except blowing up cars.)

What makes this even more cool (as if it weren't cool enough already) is this: Normally, (at least from my limited observations) the idiots who protest bills or wars or demonstrations or whatever, eventual realize that they have to sleep and eat and go to work and live their stupid fucking lives. I mean, it's the primary reason why I wouldn't protest anything even if I DID feel strongly enough about it (which is really, really unlikely,) I work 40 hours a week, sleep about 60. That leaves 68 hours with which to eat, get to and from work, do any little errands that need to be done, watch movies, masturbate etc. Who has the time to protest or make demonstration?? And I think the answer, more often then not, for most people is that nobody has the fucking time or the desire to protest. EXCEPT when whatever needs protesting KEEPS us from doing the things we need to do (primarily masturbate.) which is why the civil rights movement during the 60's never really stopped. Black people STILL do not have the privileges to masturbate on a public bus white people have.

Back to the point, these freakin' frenchies aren't going to stop protesting (and by 'protesting' I mean: setting commercial buildings on fire) until they get jobs (you need a job to be able to afford a computer and internet connection with which to download porn and... of course... masturbate.) And, quite frankly, I wouldn't hire somebody who just through a home-made explosive through my store front window. So, what's going to happen? Well, if everything goes according to my plan, this won't stop until A.) enough social programs are introduced to force companies to hire these incompetent French youths with singed hair. Perhaps a sort of affirmative action program which states that companies must hire at least one person has who been fired upon with a water cannon for each person who has not.

Of course, if these kids can't make their oh, so, conservative government see eye-to-eye with them on this, then they will be forced to go to PLAN B. What is that? Does anyone smell another French Revolution?? I'm really hoping it comes to that, because that's when the real fun starts. Prominent military figures will order their troops to open fire on civilians, their will be mass rioting and bloodshed and violence and, essentially, all the things France has SO sorely been missing since the end of the second world war. And if we're REALLY lucky we'll have a complete overthrow of the government (the conservative one,) the nationalization of French corporations and a complete and total collapse of the French economy.

Or am I reading too much into this?

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Sixty-Six [08 Mar 2006|08:49pm]
In his final teachings before he physically left this earth in a spaceship bound for somewhere VASTLY cooler than here, the Buddha foresaw that a situation would arise in the future.

"A situation will arise in the future," he said to the being standing closest to him, which happened to be an iguana. Three art students from the University of Alabama in Birmingham (who had just burned down a few churches) were standing within hearing shot, so as the Buddha realized that the iguana simply did not care, he pretended he had been speaking to the 3 boys, he was a tricky bastard, the Buddha was. "Those speaking in my name would pervert my Doctrine and encourage meat consumption."

At that moment, Jerry Lewis, the republican chairman of the House panel walked through the forest into the clearing in which Buddha sat (did I mention the clearing before? There's a clearing) "This is a national security issue," said Mr. Lewis through a mouthful a chicken, "this legislation will keep America's ports in American hands." This confused the Buddha, but of course, he would never admit that and the no-nonsense manner in which the chairman spoke left little room for argument, so he simply nodded in agreement and then did what only the Buddha could do, he layed down his last will and testament.

"In no circumstances should one eat meat," he began as the three college students looked on, politely pretending to give a shit, "or fish— nor animal corpses, found in the jungle, for instance— nor even accept from a donor a meal which contains an abundance of flesh-foods."

"Why are you talking all stupid?" interupted art-fag number one who was busy setting a small bush on fire.

"An animal corpse, found in the jungle? Who the fuck would want to eat that, anyway?" asked art-fag number two.

"Crazy guy, you're not going to ask for money are you? Because I only have like barely enough to get a hooker and a bottle of Jim Beam for tonight" said the third art fag while the chairman used this opportuniy to raise more important issues.

"I completely agree," Jerry said as he wiped chicken grease from his chin with his sleave, "however, I must ask, what are your feelings on the continued nuclear activities in Iran?"

"Who care!!" came a voice from the forest, "If da U.N arrife in Nairobi da troubres wirr spread troughout Sudan." The voice got louder and soon, Mohamed Elsamani, Sudan's minister of state for foreign affairs was standing with the group.

The Buddha didn't know what to say, he had no idea what new-clear activities were, what an 'eye ran' or an 'yoo en' might be, or who the heck Sue Dan was. Instead of answering any of the questions he continued his serman. "The very contact of other food with meat is deemed defiling and requires purification of the food by water."

At this point his entire audience had had enough and they left the clearing and the Buddha was alone. It is quite evident from all this that the Buddha in no way condoned the eating of meat and was keen. What is also quite evident is that Jerry Lewis doesn't care about the Buddha, and also, art fags are stupid. Nothing can be said of Mohamed Elsamani, Sudanese people are uncomprehendable.

But, of course, the Buddha did end up going somewhere really cool (I think.) In this, we would be wise and benevolent to follow him.
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Sixty-Five [17 Feb 2005|08:33pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]
[ music | Zodiac ]


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Sixty-four [24 Jun 2004|05:54pm]
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Sixty-Three [19 Jun 2004|11:43pm]
I was told that if I didn't update by June 14th... that I would be assumed dead. Sorry Mandie.


and now... my post:

Board: Lacey Chabert
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Topic: Who's she dating?

by - Laloosh (Wed Apr 21 02:49:46)

Does she have a boyfriend? I seen her on I think Kilborn a couple years ago and I think she said she was goin out with some family friend that was in college but is she dating anyone now?
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - sweiland75 (Thu Apr 22 02:49:11)

She was on Leno's show the other night and wouldn't talk about who she is dating except to say it's nobody famous.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - MarcWilsonchariledan (Fri Apr 23 09:23:37)

maybe Lacey Chabert she got me? as a dating boyfriend i have seen her on jay
leno she was totally hotter pretty person than she was yay?

I'm 27 am dating lacey Chabert? you can't have her she my dating
girlfriend typeshe right one for me buster
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - sweiland75 (Fri Apr 23 14:14:12)

Huh?
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - MarcWilsonchariledan (Sat Apr 24 09:29:23)

Ya what a brilliant plan u had hunkbabe2001 i thnk we are dating the same girls
hunkbabe2001 u made was a sceme excellent job u did hunkdude2001 yeah be perfect
idea u and i should planing this kind of wedding u go buy engagendment ring
for you'r dating grilfriend Lacey Chabert she will like it

You'r brilliant sheme is great

mark
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - y2jbw (Tue May 11 15:05:34)

Please tell me English isn't your first language. Either way, you are a moron.
She's Married
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She's Married
by - shannyt90 (Wed Apr 28 14:03:34)

She's married to Dawson from Dawson's Creek
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Re: She's Married
by - carmy163 (Wed Apr 28 21:59:12)

Heather McComb is married to James Van Der Beek (Dawson)
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - beercoma (Wed May 12 10:07:53)

I think she's dating Adam Madrid. He went to Florida State and they met when he was an intern on Daddy Day Care.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - MarcWilsonchariledan (Wed May 12 10:33:40)

i think not' Adam Madrid. i dont know who he is but he getting to old for meting such a actress Lacey Chabert
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Re: She Not Merry Yet + She Maybe Dating!!!
by - EDMUND5000 (Wed May 12 20:18:19)

I Saw Her IMDB Bio Page & Found Out That She Not Merry.

So She Maybe Dating!!!

Edmund Kayyuen Lo (Future Actor)
http://us.imdb.com/name/nm1585958/

IMDB Rules
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Re: She Not Merry Yet + She Maybe Dating!!!
by - MarcWilsonchariledan (Thu May 13 13:53:16)

U Never saw her page & you never met her already.

so she maybe dating!!!

mark wilson charile dan (Actor)
http://us.IMDb.com/profile/789456111/

IMDb Rules againest
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Re: She Not Merry Yet + She Maybe Dating!!!
by - EDMUND5000 (Thu May 13 22:54:33)

Hi

Your Web Page Is Not Working!

You Sould Re-Check It But Profile Is Not A IMDB Web Page Like Mine...

Edmund Kayyuen Lo (Future Actor)
http://us.imdb.com/name/nm1585958/

IMDB Rules
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Re: She Not Merry Yet + She Maybe Dating!!!
by - tgc-simon-gale-1 (Sun May 16 05:45:07)

Edmund, how can you have a page if you have never acted??
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Re: She Not Merry Yet + She Maybe Dating!!!
by - EDMUND5000 (Sun May 16 23:03:15)

Someone Mistaking Me In Power Rangers Dino Thunder & Made My IMDB Web Page Too Early.

So I Kind Of Told The IMDB Admins To Delete PRDT Off My IMDB Web Page & Told Them To Save My Web Page For Future Used Because I Don't Know If There A Movies Or A Tv Shows For Me Right Now!!!

My IMDB Web Page Is Save For Now Until I Have A Show Or A Movie To Film In!!!!!

Thank For Asking!!!!

Edmund Kayyuen Lo (Future Actor)
http://us.imdb.com/name/nm1585958/

IMDB Rules
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - beercoma (Tue May 18 10:10:26)

I don't think Madrid is too old. I read he is 22.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - BenMiles (Tue May 18 19:45:00)

Your right. She is dating Adam Madrid. He is a 22 year old assistant to several directors for now. I know he was on the sets of Daddy Day Care and Basic.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - MarcWilsonchariledan (Wed May 19 10:16:44)

Oh No. she is not rely dating Adam Madrid, he is way to old for Lacey Chabert and i don't he should dating with a teenager lancey chabert she won't like it.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - tgc-simon-gale-1 (Thu May 20 15:41:56)

Shes not a teenager, shes born in 1982, she's 22.
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Re: Who's she dating?
by - schultisizer (Wed Jun 16 21:13:24)

Who taught you talk, moron.
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Sixty-one [18 May 2004|04:52pm]
[ mood | anxious ]
[ music | Benjamin Moore ]

Presents to anyone who knows or can figure out who this is:

guess who I AM!!!!

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Sixty [22 Apr 2004|06:56pm]
You know,
Their's something about Kill Bill that I just refuse to accept.
Black Mamba killed an army of swordsmen, punched her way out of a grave and made a person's heart explode by hitting five preasure points... all of which I will willingly believe. However, Daryl Hannah could easily kick the crap out of Uma Thurman with or without the use of her eyes. I think that fight was staged. Maybe they're together somewhere raising B.B.
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Fifty-Nine [18 Apr 2004|02:52am]
I just 1984'ed my live journal. Now to make up for is... a speech for stupid people:


You have heard it said that this is an age of moral crisis. You have said it yourself, half in fear, half in hope that the words had no meaning. You have cried that man's sins are destroying the world and you have cursed human nature for its unwillingness to practice the virtues you demanded. Since virtue, to you, consists of sacrifice, you have demanded more sacrifices at every successive disaster. In the name of a return to morality, you have sacrificed all those evils which you held as the cause of your plight. You have sacrificed justice to mercy. You have sacrificed independence to unity. You have sacrificed reason to faith. You have sacrificed wealth to need. You have sacrificed self-esteem to self-denial. You have sacrificed happiness to duty.

You have destroyed all that which you held to be evil and achieved all that which you held to be good. Why, then do you shrink in horror from the sight of the world around you? That world is not the product of your sins, it is the product and the image of your virtues. It is your moral ideal brought into reality in its full and final perfection. You have fought for it, you have dreamed of it, and you have wished it.

Through centuries of scourges and disasters, brought about by your code of morality, you have cried that your code had been broken, that the scourges were punishment for breaking it, that men were too weak and too selfish to spill all the blood it required. You damned man, you damned existence, you damned this earth, but never dared to question your code. Your victims took the blame and struggled on, with your curses as rewards for their martyrdom--while you went on crying that your code was noble, but human nature was not good enough to practice it. And no one rose to ask the question: Good?--by what standard?

You have heard no concepts of morality but the mystical or the social. You have been taught that morality is a code of behavior imposed on you by whim, the whim of a supernatural power or the whim of society, to serve God's purpose or your neighbor's welfare, to please an authority beyond the grave or else next door--but not to serve your life or pleasure. Your pleasure you have been taught is to be found in immortality, your interests would best be served by evil, and any moral code must be designed not for you, but against you, not to further your life, but to drain it.

For centuries, the battle of morality was fought between those who claimed that it belongs to your neighbors--between those who preached that the good is self-sacrifice for the sake of ghosts in heaven and those who preached that the good is self-sacrifice for the sake of incompetents on earth. And no one came to say that your life belongs to you and that the good is to live it.

Both sides agreed that morality demands the surrender of your self-interest and of your mind, that the moral and the practical are opposites, that morality is not the province of reason, but the province of faith and force. Both side agreed that no rational morality is possible, that there is no right or wrong in reason--that in reason there's no reason to be moral. Whatever else they fought about, it was against man's mind that all your moralists have stood united. It was mind that all their schemes and systems were intended to despoil and destroy. Now choose to perish or to learn that the anti-mind is the anti-life.

Man's mind is his basic tool of survival. Life is given to him, survival is not. His body is given to him sustenance is not. His mind is given to him, its content is not. To remain alive, he must act, and before he can act he must know the nature and purpose of his action. He cannot obtain his food without a knowledge of food and of the way to obtain it. He cannot dig a ditch--or build a cyclotron--without a knowledge of his aim and of the means to achieve it. To remain alive, he must think.

But to think is an act of choice. The key to what you so recklessly call 'human nature,' the open secret you live with, yet dread to name, is the fact that man is a being of volitional consciousness. Reason does not work automatically; thinking is not a mechanical process; the connections of logic are not made by instinct. The function of your stomach, lungs, or heart is automatic; the function of your mind is not. In any hour and issue of your life , you are free to escape from that for you, who are a human being, the question 'to be or not to be' is the question 'to think or not to think'.

A being of volitional consciousness has no automatic course of behavior. He needs a code of values to guide his actions. 'Value' is that which one acts to gain and keep, 'virtue' is the action by which one gains and keeps it. 'Value' presupposes an answer to the question: of value to whom and for what? 'Value' presupposes a standard, a purpose and the necessity of action in the face of an alternative. Where there are no alternatives, no values are possible.

There is only one fundamental alternative in the universe: existence or non-existence--and it pertains to a single class of entities: living organisms. The existence of inanimate matter is unconditional, the existence of life is not; it depends on a specific course of action. Matter is indestructable, it changes its forms, but it cannot cease to exist. It is only a living organism that faces a constant alternative: the issue of life or death. Life is a process of self-sustaining and self-generating action. If an organism fails in that action, it dies; its chemical elements remain, but its life goes out of existence. It is only the concept of 'Life' that makes the concept of 'Value' possible. It is only to a living entity that things can be good or evil.

A plant must feed itself in order to live; the sunlight, the water, the chemicals it needs are the values its nature has set it to pursue; its life is the standard of value directing its actions. But a plant has no choice of action; there are alternatives in the conditions it encounters, but there is no alternative in its function: it acts automatically to further its life, it cannot act for its own destruction.

An animal is equipped for sustaining its life; its senses provide it with an automatic code of action, an automatic knowledge of what is good for it or evil. It has no power to extend its knowledge or to evade it. In conditions where its knowledge proves inadequate, it dies. But so long as it lives, it acts on its knowledge, with automatic safety and no power of choice, it is unable to ignore its own good, unable to decide to choose the evil and act as its own destroyer.

Man has no automatic code of survival. His particular distinction from all other living species is the necessity to act in the face of alternatives by means of volitional choice. He has no automatic knowledge of what is good for him or evil, what values his life depends on, what course of action it requires. Are you prattling about an instinct of self-preservation? An instinct of self-preservation is precisely what man does not possess. An 'instinct' is an unerring and automatic form of knowledge. A desire is not an instinct. A desire to live does not give you the knowledge required for living. And even man's desire to live is not automatic: your secret evil today is that that is the desire you do not hold. Your fear of death is not a love of life and will not give you the knowledge needed to keep it. Man must obtain his knowledge and choose his actions by a process of thinking, which nature will not force him t9 perform. Man has the power to act as his own destroyer—and that is the way he has acted through most of his history.

A living entity that regarded its means of survival as evil, would not survive. A plant that struggled to mangle its roots, a bird that fought to break its wings would not remain for long in the existence they affronted. But the history of man has been a struggle to deny and to destroy his mind.

Man has been called a rational being, but rationality is a matter of choice—and the alternative his nature offers him is: rational being or suicidal animal. Man has to be man—by choice; he has to hold his life as a value—by choice: he has to learn to sustain it—by choice; he has to discover the values it requires and practice his virtues—by choice.

A code of values accepted by choice is a code of morality. "Whoever you are, you who are hearing me now, I am speaking to whatever living remnant is left uncorrupted within you, to the remnant of the human, to your mind, and I say: There is a morality of reason, a morality proper to man, and Man's Life is its standard of value.

All that which is proper to the life of a rational being is the good; all that which destroys it is the evil. "Man's life, as required by his nature, is not the life of a mindless brute, of a looting thug or a mooching mystic, but the life of a thinking being—not life by means of force or fraud, but life by means of achievement—not survival at any price, since there's only one price that pays for man's survival: reason.

Man's life is the standard of morality, but your own life is its purpose. If existence on earth is your goal, you must choose your actions and values by the standard of that which is proper to man—for the purpose of preserving, fulfilling and enjoying the irreplaceable value which is your life.

Since life requires a specific course of action, any other course will destroy it. A being who does not hold his own life as the motive and goal of his actions, is acting on the motive and standard of death. Such a being is a metaphysical monstrosity, struggling to oppose, negate and contradict the fact of his own existence, running blindly amuck on a trail of destruction, capable of nothing but pain.

Happiness is the successful state of life, pain is an agent of death. Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one's values. A morality that dares to tell you to find happiness in the renunciation of your happiness—to value the failure of your values—is an insolent negation of morality. A doctrine that gives you, as an ideal, the role of a sacrificial animal seeking slaughter on the altars of others, is giving you death as your standard. By the grace of reality and the nature of life, man—every man—is an end in himself, he exists for his own sake, and the achievement of his own happiness is his highest moral purpose.

But neither life nor happiness can be achieved by the pursuit of irrational whims. Just as man is free to attempt to survive in any random manner, but will perish unless he lives as his nature requires, so he is free to seek his happiness in any mindless fraud, but the torture of frustration is all he will find, unless he seeks the happiness proper to man. The purpose of morality is to teach you, not to suffer and die, but to enjoy yourself and live.
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Fifty-eight [21 Mar 2004|01:22am]
[ mood | Dinner ]
[ music | raffi ]

Dear Diary,
today I saw a boy and I wondered if he noticed me he took my breath away I can't get him off my mind and it scares me because I have never felt this way no one in this world knows me better than you do diary so I must confide in you I saw that boy as he walked by I thought he smiled at me and I wondered does he know what is in my heart I tried to smile but I could hardly breathe should I tell him how I feel or would that scare him away diary tell me what to do Please tell me what to say one touch of his hand now I can't wait to see that boy again he smiled and I thought my heart could fly diary do you think that we will be more than friends I have got a feeling we will be so much more than friends I think we will be food for a dragon.

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Fifty-seven [31 Jan 2004|07:03pm]
STORY TIME!!!!!!!!!!

Once upon a time, there was a sick perverted bastard. To hide his real identity we'll give him a made up name, how about... Tommy Bean. Now, Tommy happened to be rich beyond belief, he inherited all kinds of money when his father, the late, great Drew Bannister past away. Yeah, Tommy changed his last name when he realized that beans taste better than railings. So, Tommy doesn't really work, he just sits at his home in good ol' NYC and watches fucked up movies. He started with cheese ball horror movies than graduated to "faces of death" sort of stuff and than graduated from that to even crazier and more disgusting filth that people like Tommy enjoy.

One day Tommy got a copy of "offed" in the mail, a film that he ordered from one of those underground zines that most people don't know exist. He popped the tape in his VCR and sits back on his couch watching as three masked men (a big dude, a tall lanky one, and a short little fucker) strapped a young girl to a bed.

Now, normally when Tommy watches these fucked up movies he sits back and sort of laughs to himself and looks for the make-up or other clues that prove the film is a fake. Maybe he'll get up and grab a soda and some popcorn while some girl is seemingly tortured to death on his TV. This time, however, he stared at the screen in shock, his jaw dropping lower and lower. The sound quality of the video sucks ass, but the film quality is excellent... and this looks real. And if that weren't enough for ol' Tommy, he recognizes the girl.

In the months before the death of Drew Bannister, Tommy had been dating a girl named Rooby... Rooby Riggins. She was ridiculously hot and a lot of fun to have sex with, but pretty much insane. So when Big Drew past away and Tommy got all his earthly belongings he decided he didn't really need Rooby anymore. Man, she didn't take THAT too well. Now Rooby was on his TV screen, naked and chained to a bed with her blood all over the place. At first Tommy wasn't sure it was she, but they kept zooming in and CHRIST if that wasn't her it was her mirror image.

Next, the tall, lanky, masked man walks behind the camera and actually picks up the tripod and moves it closer to the bed and Tommy realizes two things. 1.) this isn't real at all. 2.) It's not Rooby. Of course, it had been at least 6 years since he'd seen Rooby, so who knew what she looked like by this time, but the girl on Tommy's TV was young, probably younger than Rooby was when they were dating. Of course, it wasn't her, he actually felt rather stupid now.

Now, Tommy spent most of his time holed up in his apartment, staying apart from society, but, he had a few friends and the occasional girlfriend and sometimes he would venture outside. The day after receiving "offed" in the mail, Tommy when out to run some errand that sick bastards like him run and HOLY SHIT, he saw Rooby. And HOLY SHIT, she was hotter than he remembered. In a city this big the odds of a chance meeting like this were unbelievable, and the chance of it happening again were even slimmer. So he ran over to where she was walking.

She recognized him and they had a short conversation and they planned to meet at a restaurant for dinner. At the restaurant they spoke of the good old days. The Orgies with Jake and Ryan, That crazy night at Chris, Jack and Jill's place... Tommy wasn't sure, but he thought he was getting that 'vibe' from Rooby and lo and behold, no sooner had they finished their meals, when she invited him to her place.

As it turned out, Rooby had managed to do fairly well for herself; she took Tommy to the penthouse suite of one of the nicer hotels in Manhattan.

The bedroom of the suite looked vaguely familiar and so did the three masked men who appeared behind Tommy and guided him toward the bed.

"You were rather hard to locate," said Rooby "I suppose I could’ve hired a P.I., but they ask questions. I remembered your hobbies, so we made a tape, and you gave us the address to send it to. Let me introduce you to Jared..."

"Hello" said the short one as he attached the chains to Tommy's wrists.

"...And to Brad..."

The lanky one just smiled as he covered the bed with the same plastic covering used in "offed"

"...And Sean..."

The big one grunted and began arranging a set scalpels and other more obscure instruments.

"...And you remember Devika, my litte sister..."

The girl from the video appeared at the entrance to the room and began to set up the video camera. There wasn't a scratch on her, at least not that Tommy could see. So it WAS a fake! Hopefully this will be a fake too.





But it wasn't.

"Think we can do 90 minutes. Boys?" Asked Rooby.

"Action."
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Fifty-six [24 Jan 2004|02:39am]
For those of you who don't know Drew (molotov723) and therefor haven't read his latest event... He and I saw the Butterfly Effect. Let me tell you, I expected it to be good, but I was NOT prepared for the sheer awesomeness of this movie. It made me realize how far people go for the ones they love... and how to put exactly how you feel into elegent phrases like "I hate you. If you ever come near me again, I'll kill you and your whole damn family."
OH! and also, I just finished this book where two of the three main characters get killed and the antagonist survives... but he goes to jail and gets raped every night by a big black guy who just so happens to have AIDS.

AND... even though I don't really have any money...

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...I bought Krull!
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Fifty-five [20 Jan 2004|01:41am]
[ mood | pissed off ]
[ music | Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck-Duck ]

It's been such a very long time since I made a really meaningful post... so, here goes.

Back when I was a young black man, I knew a kid named hector. I was the only black person in the school, which was strange, but I was also the only human and that made it much less strange. As soon as the other students started throwing rocks and insults in my direction I simply extracted one of my "weapons" from my backpack: Hairspray and a lighter, A venus Fly Trap, Tampons, Small nuclear devices with weapon grade plutonium, it wasn't hard to strike the fear of "the boy that belonged to no one" in to the souls of these degenerate freaks. But, Every day I walked through a battlefield to get each class, I developed more scars and calouses with each passing day.
Until I met Hector.
Hector befriended me and though that didn't help me gain the respect of anyone else in the whole damn school... I WAS having sex with his girlfriend... and let me tell you... she is the sexiest thing with 7 tenticles.
Anyway, I woke up this morning (by 'this morning' i mean '2 in the afternoon') thinking about Hector... I can't explain how strange it was thinking about someone who's been dead for over 2 centuries. Well, maybe I can explain it... it was strange. The image of how I last saw Hector (running along a beach in a space suit being chased by leif ericson) stuck with me as I ate my cheerios, it stuck with me as I ate my Mom's cats, it stuck with me as I ate my parents ottoman, it even stuck with me as I... did some other stuff.

It was then that I realized, I am Hector. Somehow, I always have been. I sat on the half of the couch that I hadn't finished eating and thought to myself "I'm stronger now that Hector is gone... because his soul exists inside me" I was about to dismiss it as one of those stupid epiphonies that people have when they have to rationalize the stupid decisions they've made... but the truth of the matter took hold of me and wouldn't let go... it dragged me through the apartment and off the balcony were I fell and was impaled on the fence spikes. Hector's soul left my frail human body and found a new existance in a far superior being.

This lead me to my final realization
It's fucking hard to type with beak

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Fifty-four [20 Dec 2003|08:35pm]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | Game Boy Advance ]

I'm building a trebuchet. (This is much more important than anything else that has happened this weekend... Anyway,) The base structure will stand 190 feet tall. the pivoting portion will be 320 feet long, 120 feet of that will be on the side of the base that will carry the counter-weight, and 200 feet of that will carry the object being catapulted. Attached to the catapult end will be 200 feet of rope capable of holding a medium sized car, attached to the other end will be 70 feet of rope and a basket holding the 20,000 pound counterweight. In it's starting position the counter weight will be propped up on a sturdy platform about 350 feet in the air. The catapult end of the pivot will be touching the ground with all 200 feet of the rope lying under the base. When launched my trebuchet will be capable of throwing a 2000 pound object just over a mile (5671 feet) or an average person well over five miles.

I can't wait to get started.

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