Like a great blue whale
After many great journeys
My carcass devoured

sailing to my fate
blaring horns cry my sorrow
they'll devour me

That's interesting, the leechs I've come across are more into blood sucking than devouring prey whole.

That's not fucking common sense. Workers who have 1-year old children are not the sharpest, most driven, most likely to deliver workers. The lawyer who spends time at school events and tries to get clients will bring in the WORST fucking clients (I'm a lawyer).

I'm all for any effort to enable a proper balance between work and family. I'm not at all for trying to justify that based on the bottom line of the business. That way you end up fucking the business over, and you end up fucking the family over. Keep them separate and rein in the all-devouring maw of business; don't pretend that families are an asset in the corporate books.

..as Justin laughs all the way to the bank/and or an early grave. Congratulations, sports fans-

Poor kid-Got too big too-fast-and the pressures' devouring him

Call me an optimist, but I just wanted to point out it's possible the lady is a refined connoisseur of the occult and/or brain-devouring corpses, and not a racist douchebag at all. No comment on the likelihood of that.

About a week ago I opened my wallet at a bar or a bank or something, and I received a compliment for having a library card in my wallet. O.G. Huntington Beach and Westminster Library card holder representin'!

Before the internet, the common man was dumber than shit and my edge was that I read books at the library. In fact, it was NOT cool to know things about things.

Now I'm comparitively dumb because motherfuckers be like "3rd law of thermodynamics, pssshhh, I know EVERYTHING bout that." /ALTAVISTA

I mean, that's cool that people know things now --but, damn, having that edge was really nice.

And then I had the internet and no one did, and my edge was even huger. I made bank designing shitty ass webpages for shitty ass old people with shitty ass businesses. Now everyone gots it and the people with money laid down the pressure and it's a machine of controlled behavior and wallet squeezing. (I squeeze wallets for a living but it's more in sync with Winston Smith working for big bro.)

But I digress... Shhhhh, I'm on my iPhone -- nope, A BOOK.

Bring it back! Don't let Barnes & Nobles close dooooowwwwn. You may dis on the B&N, but that's part of the levee of popular opinion; how assholes of the future will monetize. If our corporate overlords and money trading thugs realize that books ain't selling, they won't hesitate to shut down a library. For the people. For the taxes. For God. You got a book. It's the bible now STFU.

Then we'll only have the internet and information will successfully be filtered down into an easily manipulated data stream -- which it is, but it's not fully there yet. We need to INTEGRATE FACEBOOK WITH EVERY ASPECT OF EXISTENCE.

Shut down all printing presses. When you pick up a book in the future it will turn to dust in your hands and then the CAVE PEOPLE WILL DEVOUR YOU.

Brains. Brains. Nom. Guts and gore. Your children will be eaten alive; torn to shreds, while blood flows out of their arteries into the machines of death.. Force fucked women of your sub-species impregnated by the semen of the dead in order to make more food. More foooooooooooooood -- YOUR PROGENY ARE FOOD.

And all because of the system which interrupts a motherfuck for reading a book.

I don't knooow Yogi, i think the park ranger's kid is able to read-He's regurgitating trivia he's probably consumed since he became literate, he's simply attached himself to the Presidential train. How about a 3 year-old-promise who by the time he was seven knew more about Vucanology (having devoured every printed page on the subject available via his parent's $$) than a university Junior? His second favorite book was an Oxford English Dictionary on CD ROM, so the kid learned some of the most difficult and obscure words in the lexicon as well as their meanings. There's probably 25 million Chinese children on the planet sharper than this kid, same age. Oh, and we're all trained regurgitates of the same clan my friend-

He's got moxie-Love the way he stands up in that school desk, be nice to see more folks' children utilize theirs similarly.....

I just devoured a bag of kettle cooked Utz's chips last night with some Optimators. Chips are my weakness.

I see the way it is. When an officer is killed, it's all dramatic and everyone's bummed out, but when the red shirted enlisted men are devoured by the dozen by a giant slavering space cloud, it's just an inconvenience.

Militant otter voice: "HAIL SCIENCE!! INFIDELS!! A GOOD CRACK ON A ROCK AND YOUR DELICIOUS CONSTITUENTS SHALL BE DEVOURED UPON MY TUMMMMAAE!".....TIMMMAAAY!

The charge of sexual impropriety reeks of an intelligence attempt at character assassination. I fear and despise the government here but the apathy is what scares me even more....Can;t stand to live around the masses who sould give a fiddler's fuck about anything but their entertainment-minus-information robot-think.

Assange fucked-up because he's fighting a machine whose governor has been removed from the flywheel...that machine embedded in the side of a granite mountain and thought information flowing freely would somehow wake a few peeps up to the gravity of its size, scope, players, etc. He's one dude, man. He should have figured that his life would be a pain in the ass after the first trickle fell from his tap. Now, he will remain most likely, vilified and estranged from participation in the game. Not a smart move...BOLD, but not to wise.

Then there's the matter of leaking information without the need-to-know to any and all-comers: Pretty shitty of you Julian, even though your intentions were seemingly noble. To departmentalize without permission well, back to the not-too-bright scenario....Dude?? Did you think that a bunch of "Talking loud and saying nothingers" having your back in internet forums could defeat or sway the masses who devour scat from the Monster Media?? Poor choice of battle plans mister, read Art o' War n try to get the gyst!!

Did Barry Gibb devour Dom DeLuise? I guess I have no class.
Pinkies out, Bitches!