And you, sir!

^Fusionaut:
quick *quality before it heads to pqueueland

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Thank you EndAll!

In reply to this comment by EndAll:
*quality

Thank Moo Youdonia!


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*promote

Thank you EndAll!

In reply to this comment by EndAll:
*quality

As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I
There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
No pipe did hum, no battle drum did sound its loud tattoo
But the Angelus Bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the foggy dew

Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war
'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud-El-Bar
And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through
While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew

'Twas England bade our wild geese go, that "small nations might be free";
Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the great North Sea.
Oh, had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha*
Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew.

Oh the night fell black, and the rifles' crack made perfidious Albion reel
In the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of steel
By each shining blade a prayer was said, that to Ireland her sons be true
But when morning broke, still the war flag shook out its folds in the foggy dew

Oh the bravest fell, and the Requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eastertide in the spring time of the year
And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few,
Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore
For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more
But to and fro in my dreams I go and I kneel and pray for you,
For slavery fled, O glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

Pablo Neruda

*beg for more Dew

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In reply to this comment by videosiftbannedme:
This may not be a story of childhood 'bliss' but it will definitely stick with me forever. Here's why:

I was about 5 or 6, and was thirsty one day. So I went into the kitchen where my mom was making dinner and decided to get something to drink...

I loved this one!

Mt. Dew in the mix?! You're lucky to still be here today o.0

Yeah, I unfortunately had a few of these instances. Another was I rode my bike up the street to my older brother's apartment; again I think I was 5 at the time? He was working outside and I was thirsty (again!) and asked him for something to drink. He said he'd make me some Kool-Aid, but it would be a little bit as he was busy. I told him I could make it, and he was doubtful at first. But he let me go inside and make it for myself. So I go in, look around, get everything together, but I couldn't find any sugar. But he had powdered sugar, so I decided to make it with that. Well, he comes in about 5 minutes later, and there I am stirring up a huge pitcher full of Kool-Aid, water and flour. Hey, it looked like powdered sugar! Needless to say, I'm still trying to live that one down.

This may not be a story of childhood 'bliss' but it will definitely stick with me forever. Here's why:

I was about 5 or 6, and was thirsty one day. So I went into the kitchen where my mom was making dinner and decided to get something to drink. Looking in the fridge, I spied Donald Duck orange juice, Mt. Dew and chocolate milk. All of these things I liked. So it suddenly occurred to me that if I liked them all separately, then they have to taste good together! So I mixed up a giant glass of orange juice, chocolate milk and Mt. Dew. After one sip, I wanted to barf. But my mom, having watched me out of the corner of her eye, decided to teach me a lesson for mixing up such a big glass and wasting so much, and told me if I didn't finish it, I'd get a spanking. I got another 3-4 sips of the poison down before running screaming from the room, making all sorts of choking noises. I can STILL recall that taste today. So I guess the real bliss was the fact that I didn't have to finish it off...and never got a spanking.

I WAS KIDDING! Did you not read the next line? However, I think being specialtive of data that comes from the distant past is prudent. If one did not question the geocentric model like Copernicus and Galileo, but rather agreed with the Aristotelian consensus would we be better off? Most of the tools we have for looking at the distant past are murky at best, so while useful always have to be taken in stride, which is what I have been saying all along.

Radio age dating, and stellar cartagrophy have all shown themselves to be off by large margins at times. For instance, the believed age of the universe has increased 5 billion years in my life time...a very large number when trying to make other measurements like cosmic inflation and other dependent things. Small and large variances would undo very fundamental understood physical properties of the universe. If the age of the universe changes by any amount, any new theory trying to explain cosmological inflation has to be reworked from scratch...or at the very least re-propagated.

I never said throw it out, I said approach it with cautious skepticism, the same would go for radio carbon dating. It is good for estimations and approximations, but the fact is the data sets could be wildly inerrant. For general things like tectonic tenancies and the slow moment of things overtime, this isn't as big of a deal. But for making very detailed climatic predictions about the overall direction and the results of said direction of the weather is putting to much credence in the information at hand.

If the science is bogus, it doesn't necessarily have to be disproven in a timely manor either. It was nearly two thousands years from Aristotle to Galileo, and that was with something that could bee seen, this can never been seen. Your mistaken my faith in God for my ability to use reason as well. I started an atheist and have a firm back round in science and scientific thinking. The modern movement of science by consolidation more resembles church that true empirical thought. I find that true science is dead, and what is alive now is conjecture by consensus. The empirical model is dead. Science now has more faith than most would care to comment on. Belief in aliens because of the large amount of space and large amount of planets is evidence of faith before empiricism. If you want faith, church is ok, but science is chop full of non-agnostic positions.

My desire is to not be ignorant. I find the current fear mongering as a play on ignorance. I find people defending the radical data as definitive as naive. But I also see pollution as a problem that should be corrected if not just for the sake of doing it or the planet; but for breath of fresh air in the morning, a commodity that is hard to price.

Try not to be jaded by people you assume I am like and look at my argument more fully next time. I don't think you read exactly what I said but you read more what you wanted to read from someone named like I am named. I also was very crass and kinda rude to start off my comments in that thread, so maybe I had it coming

Anyway, it is a problem that is bigger than any one of us, so us calling each other names or mocking each others believe systems is not going to get us anywhere. I will endeavor to not get sarcastic when on a mountain dew high if you will read my objections for what they really are, based in rational skepticism. When confronted with skepticism, my position is to remain as agnostic about projections about what I am skeptical about until that thing is resolved; it is the only logical position.

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"O shit, they had climatologists in the 300,000BC"

LOL...you've got to be fucking kidding me. Let's throw out carbon dating too. It's unverifiable! You weren't there ! And how do they know what stars are made of ? They can't verify it !

I don't get the defensiveness here. No debate corporations will use this data for profit. They will use ANYTHING for profit. And governments will always want to tax more of their citizenry. It has no import/relevance on the scientific facts being given. And if the science is bogus, then it will be disproven. PERIOD. That's just how it works. Just because you're spoiled and think the scientific community has to give you a day, a time, and detailed description of what will happen, isn't a reason to dismiss it. If you want that, go back to church.

It weirds me out that people go to great lengths to show how it is all a conspiracy to instill fear and get money; just look at the facts, and make up your own goddamn mind. And if you choose to be willfully ignorant, then do people a favor and stay out of the debate. Some of us actually want to understand what's going on.

>> ^smooman:
and>> ^xxovercastxx:
>> ^smooman:
omg i'm in love!
dude the drummers name is Meytal.........fucking METAL!!!!
I now know what I'm naming my firstborn daughter.

Variant spelling of Meital: "dew drop" in Hebrew.

wrong, variant spelling of Metal, the loins of which this woman was spawned.
Behold! Father Metal's only daughter!!
and she brings the metal!


http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=maytal
A Jamaican word which means good things; pure and good.
Toots, of the famous Jamaican reggae band Toots and the Maytals, explains that "Maytal is a Jamaican word which means good things. It's like ital, it means the same thing — pure and good."

and>> ^xxovercastxx:
>> ^smooman:
omg i'm in love!
dude the drummers name is Meytal.........fucking METAL!!!!
I now know what I'm naming my firstborn daughter.

Variant spelling of Meital: "dew drop" in Hebrew.


wrong, variant spelling of Metal, the loins of which this woman was spawned.

Behold! Father Metal's only daughter!!

and she brings the metal!

>> ^smooman:
omg i'm in love!
dude the drummers name is Meytal.........fucking METAL!!!!
I now know what I'm naming my firstborn daughter.


Variant spelling of Meital: "dew drop" in Hebrew.

>> ^Lolthien:
FYI, neither of those girls have ever, ever in real life, ever bought mountain dew 'gamer fuel' or played world of warcraft for more than the three minutes it took to log in and realize what kind of game it was.
As you were.


Wow MaN, You realy know how to steriotype! Based on that commercial, you have no idea what they do in their spare time - Holly Crap!

I played D&D with a 50/50 Male/Female group and those girls were hot! Just cause you don't know girls that are both Hot and Cool... sheesh!

FYI, neither of those girls have ever, ever in real life, ever bought mountain dew 'gamer fuel' or played world of warcraft for more than the three minutes it took to log in and realize what kind of game it was.

As you were.

>> ^brain:
guerilla marketing


You know it, baby. lol