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The war on words
· Philip Pullman
· Philip Pullman
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The Ultimate Felony Against Democracy
by Thom Hartmann
by Thom Hartmann
BLACK BOX VOTING
Play a part in reclaiming transparency.
Play a part in reclaiming transparency.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
The world is like a ride at an amusement park.
It goes up and down and round and round.
It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured
and it's very loud and it's fun,
for a while.
Some people have been on the ride for a long time
and they begin to question,
is this real, or is this just a ride?
And other people have remembered,
and they come back to us,
they say, "hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever,
because, this is just a ride..."
And we... kill those people.
Ha ha "Shut him up."
"We have a lot invested in this ride.
Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry.
Look at my big bank account and my family.
This just has to be real."
It's just a ride.
But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that,
you ever notice that?
And let the demons run amok.
Jesus murdered;
Martin Luther King mudered;
Malcolm X murdered;
Gandhi murdered;
John Lennon murdered;
Reagan.... wounded.
But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride.
And we can change it anytime we want.
It's only a choice.
No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money.
A choice, right now, between fear and love.
The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors,
buy guns,
close yourself off.
The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one.
Here's what we can do to change the world,
right now, to a better ride.
Take all that money that we spend on weapons
and defenses each year and instead
spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world,
which it would many times over,
not one human being excluded,
and we could explore space,
together, both inner and outer,
forever, in peace.
Thank you very much, you've been great.
Bill Hicks (1961 - 1994)
American stand up comedian
Schiller on the Elections
Folly, Thou Conquerest
Folly, thou conquerest, and I must yield!
Against stupidity the very gods
Themselves contend in vain. Exalted reason,
Resplendent daughter of the head divine,
Wise foundress of the system of the world,
Guide of the stars, who art thou then if thou,
Bound to the tail of folly's uncurbed steed,
Must, vainly shrieking with the drunken crowd,
Eyes open, plunge down headlong in the abyss.
Accursed, who striveth after noble ends,
And with deliberate wisdom forms his plans!
To the fool-king belongs the world.
Friedrich von Schiller
The Maid of Orleans (1801)
Act iii scene 6
(as translated by Anna Swanwick)
via wood s lot's guide to the post-11/3 mindset
Folly, Thou Conquerest
Folly, thou conquerest, and I must yield!
Against stupidity the very gods
Themselves contend in vain. Exalted reason,
Resplendent daughter of the head divine,
Wise foundress of the system of the world,
Guide of the stars, who art thou then if thou,
Bound to the tail of folly's uncurbed steed,
Must, vainly shrieking with the drunken crowd,
Eyes open, plunge down headlong in the abyss.
Accursed, who striveth after noble ends,
And with deliberate wisdom forms his plans!
To the fool-king belongs the world.
Friedrich von Schiller
The Maid of Orleans (1801)
Act iii scene 6
(as translated by Anna Swanwick)
via wood s lot's guide to the post-11/3 mindset
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
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