Tuesday, 28 June 2011
Bankruptcies Aaaaarrrre Grrrreat!
The sugar frosting sure does hit the spot. So much for the fuck-faced pile of rabbit shit.
Friday, 24 June 2011
One hell of a Green Shoot.
"In June 2011 AirAsia ordered 200 Airbus A320neo's at the Paris Air Show.[46][47] This is the largest single order in commercial aviation history. The planes are due to become available in 2015, and the deal is the largest number of commercial aircraft ordered in history.[46] The deal was worth $18 billion at list prices, although it is likely that AirAsia would have gotten a substantial discount from those prices.[47] Singapore based analyst Shukor Yusof said the deal had the potential to rival American Southwest Airlines and make Air Asia the world's biggest low cost aircraft carrier.[47][48] The deal makes AirAsia Airbus' single biggest customer.[48]"
-From Wikipedia
-From Wikipedia
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Virtual reality
As it stands one can grow attached to facebook friends.
Then profiles get cremated.
May the ashes be spread on fertile soil.
Then profiles get cremated.
May the ashes be spread on fertile soil.
Location:Pizza land
Friday, 17 June 2011
Terminated
Facebook wriggled like a T1000 Terminator in a blast furnace as it died.
Hope there is no sequel.
Hope there is no sequel.
Thursday, 16 June 2011
Facebull.
If you've been to college, you will be familiar with the commonplace socialisation efforts of vague types who try to dominate by fait accomplit; by the time you realise that these gobshites have control, it is too late.
If you do challenge them, they will react with impatience, as though you are merely an annoyance or distraction.
Their sole purpose is power, and their psychosis is such that they are actually incapable of believing in anything but their manifest destiny to rule; such frustrations as occur are merely
reasons to encourage them to shrillness.
They shriek in the face of reason.
Facebook started out in a college, as precisely this sort of social grouping. The whole purpose of such groupings is power.
Today, it dupes 400 million users into being used, harvested like organ donors, herded, driven, governed, all under the pretense of individual empowerment, but all for the big score, for the time that they can be sold to the corporate animals that the operators long to reach by the shortest route possible.
Think the Enron of your personalities.
They allow people to grow, for the time-being safe, then at the first time they find convenient they will threaten with complete impunity, to withdraw their permissions(as if they had something you want), wile making it impossible to deal further with them without your legal indemnity.
They started out as punks.
Now they're punks with lawyers.
And the Movementarians themselves have much in common with them when you try to leave.
If you do challenge them, they will react with impatience, as though you are merely an annoyance or distraction.
Their sole purpose is power, and their psychosis is such that they are actually incapable of believing in anything but their manifest destiny to rule; such frustrations as occur are merely
reasons to encourage them to shrillness.
They shriek in the face of reason.
Facebook started out in a college, as precisely this sort of social grouping. The whole purpose of such groupings is power.
Today, it dupes 400 million users into being used, harvested like organ donors, herded, driven, governed, all under the pretense of individual empowerment, but all for the big score, for the time that they can be sold to the corporate animals that the operators long to reach by the shortest route possible.
Think the Enron of your personalities.
They allow people to grow, for the time-being safe, then at the first time they find convenient they will threaten with complete impunity, to withdraw their permissions(as if they had something you want), wile making it impossible to deal further with them without your legal indemnity.
They started out as punks.
Now they're punks with lawyers.
And the Movementarians themselves have much in common with them when you try to leave.
Friday, 10 June 2011
The Singularity
Looking at a show called 'Doctor Oz', with the sound mostly turned down, I saw a Human Brain in a jar.
I thought of the knowledge, experiences and unique insight stored in each and every brain, and how this is lost forever at death, save for whatever is written down or recorded.
Some technology enthusiasts talk about the 'Singularity', the point at which we upload our consciousnesses into machines and exist forever.
I don't know about consciousnesses, but I look forward greatly to the point where we can save all these priceless experiences.
Only then will we have a strong culture which doesn't die with every citizen of that culture.
I thought of the knowledge, experiences and unique insight stored in each and every brain, and how this is lost forever at death, save for whatever is written down or recorded.
Some technology enthusiasts talk about the 'Singularity', the point at which we upload our consciousnesses into machines and exist forever.
I don't know about consciousnesses, but I look forward greatly to the point where we can save all these priceless experiences.
Only then will we have a strong culture which doesn't die with every citizen of that culture.
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Scum.
Watching the BBC Parliament channel can sometimes be instructive.
For example, I just saw a collection of commercial shysters presuming that they had the right to regulate my speech.
One in particular(I only don't publish his name because I can't remember - seen one shyster you've seen them all) tried to scare the old fuddy-duddy politicians on the select committee by lying about the effects of publishing on the web; apparently it's the end of the world if you do.
Imagine their consternation at the thought of reputations destroyed at a stroke of a key, and how sincerely they convince themselves that 'something must be done'.
A lesson in how a nasty little lawyer can manipulate government into making a nice little legal earner for him and his crummy friends.
For example, I just saw a collection of commercial shysters presuming that they had the right to regulate my speech.
One in particular(I only don't publish his name because I can't remember - seen one shyster you've seen them all) tried to scare the old fuddy-duddy politicians on the select committee by lying about the effects of publishing on the web; apparently it's the end of the world if you do.
Imagine their consternation at the thought of reputations destroyed at a stroke of a key, and how sincerely they convince themselves that 'something must be done'.
A lesson in how a nasty little lawyer can manipulate government into making a nice little legal earner for him and his crummy friends.
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