Change is the universe's only true constant. All things a revolve or are measured by change. But change itself is measured over time.

Which brings me, obtusely, to a question: Has 3 years been long enough for Mr. Ryan Holt to remove that painfully barbed stick from his ass. No, really, that's what I think about this. There is a thing called 'Sense of Humor' that isn't taught but learned. It's a natural ability.

This dumbass, quite honestly, doesn't have one so far as I can see in the video. That was 3 years ago. The fact that he is now retroactively trying to erase the knowledge the internet has of this video leads me to believe he still doesn't.

>> ^smooman:
one more reason to hate cats


Show us on the dolly where the bad kitty touched you?

Terrorism in Judea is symptom not a disease, when paths for peaceful resistance is shut down only violent resistance remains, remember that Hamas did not exist 50 years ago.

The UN passed resolution 242 that requires Israel to withdraw back to the borders of 4th June 1967. Palestine accepted the 1967 border agreement in 1988 as a concession to end hostilities between both nations.

Israel's approach is however to claim that any lands occupied by Isreali citizens should be cede backed into Israel, however lands occupied by Palestinians is up for debate. The University of Tel Aviv was actually built on Palestinian land (this was in the http://www.haaretz.com/).

Encroaching Israeli settlements mean that Israel captures more land, there is documented evidence of how Israel demolishes Palestinian homes and brings over Israeli settlers, when the Palestinian people revolt against this it's presented as Israel defending itself against terrorism, the fact that it was Palestinian land never makes the media reports.

Thus Israel cannot accept the full 1967 border zone because settlements within West Bank divide Palestinian land into a cadre of small islands surrounded by barbed wired, IDF and armed Israeli settlers.

The Zionists believe that all of Judea is rightfully theirs at any cost.

Ironic that what Israel is doing is the same thing Nazi Germany did when it captured Czechoslovakia, when it claimed there was a native German population at the border that needed to be joined back to Greater Germany.

Thanks, Flood. I don't feel bad now.

Most of his barbs are justifiably pointed at religious leaders, but there's some serious mocking of the individual believers as well. He does point out that atheism is a luxury for him, and he's right. I don't take it for granted that if I can live without God, I can do so because I've got love and guidance and belonging from people in my life, so I don't have any need for a magic Dad in the sky.

I think a lot of the time we accuse the faithful of intellectual laziness or ignorance without acknowledging that they are just trying to get what so many of us are fortunate to have.

Umm...those aren't feather dusters...those are, quite possibly, one of the cruelest implements used in a bullfight (provided the toreador is a good swordsman and doesn't botch the killing blow) - the banderillas (barbed sticks that are stabbed into the bull near his first wound to weaken him from blood loss and enrage him into making more fearsome charges).

Iron Maiden:Paschendale
From LyricWiki
This song is performed by Iron Maiden.

In a foreign field he lay, lonely soldier unknown grave
On his dying words he prays, tell the world of Paschendale

Relive all that he's been through, last communion of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears. Let me tell you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled trench, killing time 'til my very own death
On my face I can feel the falling rain, never see my friends again

In the smoke in the mud and lead, smell the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be time to go over the wall, rapid fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun fire, lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb, be reunited with my dead friends soon

Many soldiers eighteen years, drown in mud no more tears
Surely a war no-one can win, killing time about to begin

Home, far away, from the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away, but the war, no chance to live again

The bodies of ours and our foes, the sea of death it overflows
In no man's land God only knows, into jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a cross, allied troops they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine, such before has never been seen
Swear I heard the angels cry, pray to god no more will die
So that people know the truth, tell the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a human heart, everyman does play his part
Terror of the men we kill, the human heart is hungry still

I stand my ground for the very last time, gun is ready as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow, rush of blood and over we go

Blood is falling like the rain, its crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hide their shame, and so we die on Paschendale

Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire, running straight at cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath, say a prayer symphony of death

As we charge the enemy lines, a burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no-one hears, feel the blood go down my throat

Home, far away, from the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away, but the war, no chance to live again

See my spirit on the wind, across the lines beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again, those who died at Paschendale

no no no the best worst scifi/adventure movie of all time was:
Spacehunter: Adventures in the Forbidden Zone
co-starring Molly Ringwald who teams up with others to hunt down The OverDog!

no wait, maybe the best worst ever was Barb Wire starring boobtacular Pam Anderson!

no wait! ah, so many wonderful crap films to choose from.

I walked 47 miles of barbed wire,
Used a cobra snake for a neck tie.
Got a brand new house on the roadside,
Made out of rattlesnake hide.
I got a brand new chimney made on top,
Made out of human skulls.
Now come on darling let's take a little walk, tell me,
Who do you love

>> ^WilloTheWisp:
Argh! The "bees sting once" myth! Bees can, and do, sting repeatedly. Only a small number of bee species die upon stinging. Myth myth myth.

Erm... ok, except that you are wrong when it comes to STINGING PEOPLE. From our source of all knowledge that is so very correct that you can't possibly argue against it ( ), wikipedia:

Although it is widely believed that a worker honey bee can sting only once, this is a partial misconception: although the stinger is in fact barbed so that it lodges in the victim's skin, tearing loose from the bee's abdomen and leading to its death in minutes, this only happens if the victim is a mammal (or bird).

So, we, being mammals and all, get stung and the bee dies.

It goes on to say that this is with honey bees only, but you know what? The VAST majority of bees we come across here are HONEY Bees, and the ones I was talking about, as I stated, the imported bees are all honey bees. They imported HONEY bees for their HONEY. We have native bees as well, but I wasn't talking about them.

So it is NOT a 'myth myth myth', for most of us, the vast majority of bees that we come across in day to day life are honey bees, we are mammals, if a honey bee stings a mammal its arse rips off and it dies... end of story, no myth.

Geeze.

>> ^HadouKen24:
>> ^Don_Juan:
Where did we go wrong? By going mainly for visual sexual stimuli in our magazines. By going for primarily verbal stimuli, women's mags have the advantage of being relatively safe around young children--either they can't read, or they don't have the context (frequently) to understand what's going on.
You have to take the time to read for the stimuli aimed at women, whereas one only need a pair of eyes and a brain reasonably functional at interpreting visual images to ingest the stimuli aimed at men.
Yes indeed, sex is yet another area where the industrious efficiency of men shows our consistent superiority to the energy-wasting, inefficient methods of the weaker sex.
(To those who don't get the ironic barb in the above, one of us is stupid. There's no telling whether it's you or me.)


Fail.

I'll tell you why:

Yes, men's magazines have barely clothed women on them. However, there are numerous women's magazines at the checkout that feature women in bikinis - like Shape or Women's health. So no, women's magazines are no no more "safe" then Men's.

(I'm referring to Stuff, Maxim and FHM)

>> ^Don_Juan:
Yo! And at the supermarket checkout, waiting in line, what magazines are displayed? Three out of four blatently advertise sexual articles for women's consumption. If they were articles for men's consumption they would NOT be displayed! Where did we go wrong guys? Larry Flint - DO SOMETHING!!!


Where did we go wrong? By going mainly for visual sexual stimuli in our magazines. By going for primarily verbal stimuli, women's mags have the advantage of being relatively safe around young children--either they can't read, or they don't have the context (frequently) to understand what's going on.

You have to take the time to read for the stimuli aimed at women, whereas one only need a pair of eyes and a brain reasonably functional at interpreting visual images to ingest the stimuli aimed at men.

Yes indeed, sex is yet another area where the industrious efficiency of men shows our consistent superiority to the energy-wasting, inefficient methods of the weaker sex.

(To those who don't get the ironic barb in the above, one of us is stupid. There's no telling whether it's you or me.)

From Tube: A group of disabled Congolese musicians is threatening to take the United Nations peacekeeping mission to court over a song for last year's elections.
Let's Go and Vote was played repeatedly in the run-up to last year's historic polls on radio and TV stations.

In a country where a third of the population is illiterate and with crumbling infrastructure, the song is credited with boosting turn-out to 70%.

But the eight members of the Staff Benda Bilili band were paid $50 each.

The UN has denied any responsibility for paying royalties.

On the video clip that became a hit, the street musicians appeared in their wheelchairs, dancing the rumba and urging people to "go and vote" for a brighter future in DR Congo.

"It is thanks to our song that people went and voted but Monuc [UN Mission in DR Congo] did not pay us and we are still forced to sleep and beg in the streets. This is slavery," said band leader Nzale Makembo.

'Fraud'

Most of the band are polio victims, who sleep rough next to the barbed wire fence which surrounds the Monuc headquarters in Kinshasa's dirty city centre.

"Black Monday" by Lowest of the Low
http://www.lyricsdownload.com/lowest-of-the-low-black-monday-lyrics.html

Black Monday is coming around again
And it feels like a friend that just won't take a hint
'Cause it's hanging me up
And it's hanging around

And I'm feeling far too lost to feel too profound
When the tone of my voice is the loneliest sound
My heroes have all become pathetic clowns
And I'm feeling far too lost to feel too profound

My friend Kate, you laugh like a tidal wave
But "Charlie don't surf" on your laughter on Black Mondays
And the shadows I feel are the shadows in me

And not even your face or your beautiful smile
Or the curve of your breasts or your laughing bright eyes
Could make me believe I'm a winner tonight
When Monday morning is just out of sight

I know a story
About a man who couldn't see past his fingertips
To reach out and touch it
Was just too much like he needs it

And I know a woman
Who reached out to me and all she got were my barbed-wire hands
And I won't be too proud
If she can't depend on me when Black Monday starts coming around

My friend Kate, you are sad and beautiful
And the way I am has never been too good for us
'Cause I'm too blind to hear, and I'm too deaf to see

But I still have a voice that can call out your name
With a gut full of beer and a head full of pain
I can lie in your arms and be lovers again
And thank God Tuesday morning is just hours away

Do you know, I won't let you down?
Rest your head when I come around
Do you know, you can count on me?
Laugh out loud, I see what you see

The discussion about barbed-wire in the background kind of takes away from the cuteness.

I only ever bought one pack of Gaulloises. They are, without a doubt, the harshest, most vicious cigarettes I've ever been on one side of.

Consider, if you will: smoking broken glass, thumbtacks, and barbed wire. On fire.

I gave up on the pack after three and carried two packs for a month afterward, happily giving them away to panhandlers. Yeah, I'm kind of a dick like that.