Some people Fail
today i learned that honesty is apparently not the best policy. the world says freedom of speach, you mother says if you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything.

is this a case of balance or be damned? i dunno, last time i checked, the right not to hear anything upsetting was wasn't an inalienable right. not in canada anyway.

so, if you really find something the problem, sue of lible, but chances are, you can't, because it's either too subjective, or true.

free speach is a right that protects the world from censorship. censorship sucks. don't be that person. if you don't like what someones doing, tell them, but they don't have to stop, and if you someone tells you they don't like it, you don't have to stop.

to take what you make

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March 6... a special day?
Births
1870 Oscar Straus, Vienna Austria, composer (Ein Walzertraum)
1909 Dave Clark music promoter/songwriter
1923 Ed McMahon Detroit MI, TV host (Johnny Carson Show, Star Search)
1945 Rob Reiner Bronx NY, actor/director (All in the Family, Stand By Me)
1946 Tony Klatka rocker (Blood, Sweat & Tears)
1959 Tom Arnold Ottuwa IA, comedian (Roseanne, True Lies)
1972 Shaquille O'Neal Newark NJ, NBA center (Magic, Lakers, Olympics-gold-96
1984 Dave Clarke

Events
1831 Edgar Allen Poe removed from West Point military academy
1834 Toronto incorporated with William Lyon Mackenzie as its 1st mayor
1836 3,000 Mexicans beat 182 Texans at the Alamo, after 13 day fight (REMEMBER THE ALAMO!)
1896 1st auto in Detroit MI, Charles B King rides his "Horseless Carriage"
1899 "Aspirin" patented by Felix Hoffmann
1961 1st London minicabs introduced
1964 Elijah Muhammad renames Cassius Clay, Muhammad Ali
1970 Beatles release "Let it Be" in UK
1981 Walter Cronkite signs-off as anchorman of "The CBS Evening News"
1985 Mike Tyson KOs Hector Mercedes in 1 round in his 1st pro fight
1991 Following Iraq's capitulation in the Persian Gulf conflict, President Bush told Congress that "aggression is defeated; The war is over"

hi
drifting through the streets in what is rapidly become winter fighting the urge to run out in the street al a mary tyler moore credits, was a dave the other day. his wanton acks of selfisms derive meaningless gratuity for his staff. the wonderus movement behind the eyes of the world intrigue him, untill abburuptly, absolute zero, and he is alone with the pain of the humanity. darkness to the right, darkness to the left, viscous like so much pancakes. the outside attacking his poor defenseless (elitist) self. hunched towards the raging bitter wind, and fighting anew to keep afloat he parleys his quarling compatriots in attempts to pacify the universe. _backoff? the blue blood that his the soul of any clique runs rampet on the tile floors of some psychotic referance (or pun?) and the failings of our social and personal systems and magnified infront of us. years ago, today, and inevitable. the boys of summer and the deaths of winter, at our hands. (we who are they) are who they want. are who i want to change, the fundamental creators and perp-traitors and some other politikill buzz words. the fight tonight is the right for light? we execute our orders and sound like every angsted teen since rules were invented. the rules going all the way up to the ceiling. why us, why not you, why now, it's christmas. whatever that means. the purple people eater vs. santa in a one on one cage match? (the pope vs. the dali llama, 15 rounds at cesaers palace?) the point is reality is what you make of it. and society is what's been made. why culture vs. society? why person vs. person. boxing is the lease offensive kind of violence? who are we?

draw your own conclusions

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names
bring her home where she may belong
and from there she may go nowhere
but down a frosted path to fields of fruit
or a door to the outside,
at least once, she?s found her home
she may not like her home
as quickly she?s leaving,
following those bright eyed
and bushy tailed to what?s better

Someone
Someone tell me where I?m going
Teach me what to do
Find me when I?m lost
And come to my rescue,

Someone show me where I?ve gone wrong
Help me with love
Heal my wounds
And tell me to rise above,

Someone humour me when I?m silly
Laugh at me when I?m stupid
Hold me when I hurt
And keep me from hatred

what i'm doing while i'm not in english...
is english literature really productive for me? i have a few choice words, but it's so draining, i don't really even feel like saying them. it's just such a crap shoot.

i understand that there good books, and i agree, but forcing people to read is not conducive to happy people. really, trust me.

would someone, possibly andre, explain this to me? actually, i'm not sure i want to know. better yet, remember dancing jesus?

what, you want an actually educational link? well, learn!

that is all.

erika is good at finding funny stuff on the net, this one is particularly ironical. maybe erika really should be spending more time on homework

nah...
;)

The Beach
saw the sun run away
to the beach with me,
and find that we love
the bright sands of beauty
burning off our feet!
we love it, the pain
that beauty brings,
things to feed us
the juice that will
one day kill,
for to see more then
the beach, each must
reach for the words,
the speech which will
free us from our need,
that can be just
what we use to
slip away the
bonds that beach us

cult you say?
blog is....

a festival of lights? no no...

blog is a place in the ?ther, availble to each of us to express our virtual expressions.

maybe,

blog is the newest form of semi-exhibitionism?

blog is a cyber window into the soul.

welcome Byron to the bloggin' world!