If I told you the guy living next door to me was a selfish, self obsessed, irresponsible junkie, who endangered the lives of his children, squandered and blew all the money he earned (that should have been used to secure a future for his family) and who overdosed on a lethal concoction of drugs, leaving behind 3 kids with no mother or father figure - would you say he was a great man? Would you say that he was an icon to be worshiped and lamented as a loss to the world?
MJ was a self-centered, drug addicted, disgrace of a human being, who wasn’t fit to be trusted with the life of a pet monkey, let alone gifted with the opportunity to guide and protect the lives of 3 young children and writing no amount of chart topping pop songs makes that simple fact any different. I don’t usually rant but sometimes the blinkered view people have of celebrities makes my blood boil.
Don’t walk past HMV on Grafton Street. You won’t like it.
“How good one feels when one is full—how satisfied with ourselves and with the world! People who have tried it, tell me that a clear conscience makes you very happy and contented; but a full stomach does the business quite as well, and is cheaper, and more easily obtained.”—From Three Men in a Boat. Apparently there was a BBC version of this, with Tim Curry as the narrator and Michael Palin as Harris—is it any good, if you’ve seen it? (via eush) Dunno, but the recreation (with Griff Rhys Jones, Dara Ó Briain, and Rory McGrath) is great.
“Transhumanism is about how technology will eventually help us overcome the problems that have, up until now, been endemic to human nature. Cyberpunk is about how technology won’t.”—Cyberpunk (via inky)
“This troper was walking to one of her college classes one day, and passed by a mouthy Christian priest who had a big display about “curing” homosexuality. The troper would have bit his head off immediately, but after hearing that he was badmouthing pretty much anyone who stood up to him, especially anyone who was gay, she just shrugged it off and went to class, feeling a little awful about not even trying. So after class, she and her friend decided to team up and at least try to stand up to the guy. However, when she came back, in about a fifteen foot radius of the speaker, a bunch of students had written and were writing up various phrases of encouragement: “In a world filled with so much hate, what’s wrong with a little love?” “No one has the right to judge.” “Gay people are awesome.” And saying nothing to the biggest, most colorful one in the center:
We love the LGBT Community.
-The Christians on Campus.”—Troper Tales: Crowning Moment of Heartwarming, from TVTropes.
The universal data sink (originally, the mythical receptacle used to catch bits when they fall off the end of a register during a shift instruction). Discarded, lost, or destroyed data is said to have gone to the bit bucket. On Unix, often used for /dev/null. Sometimes amplified as the Great Bit Bucket in the Sky.