Torre65

In the Libanon...

2006-08-04T19:26:00.000+02:00

And the cheesemakers.

Suits you, Sir

2006-07-22T18:56:00.000+02:00

Roger Daltry: nice

Twisted dream writes:
"A mate of mine was in a few weeks back getting fitted for a hand stitched suit at Grisham and Blake when his appointment was cut short due to a VIP customer and was asked to wait.
After an hour Roger Daltry came out of the tailor's, apologised for the inconvenience and paid half of the cost of his suit for him."

popbitch Mucho Obliged

Lemmy takes Dresden

2006-05-12T21:25:00.000+02:00

Lemmy is a Metal God

Weeminger writes:
"When Motorhead toured the Bomber album the stage set featured a mock up of a WW2 Wellington (or possibly Lancaster) bomber, which hung over the stage."
"So the tour reaches Dresden in Germany. Lemmy strides out onto the stage, looks at the audience, looks at the bomber and says "Good evening Dresden. I bet you haven't seen one of these for a while."

popbitch WE LOVE YOU

This Month I Will Be Mainly Pimping My Ride

2006-04-27T20:57:00.000+02:00

1989 Plymouth Voyager

Why This So-Called War On Terror Is A Load Of Bollocks. We're Fucked Beyond Belief.

2006-01-23T22:47:00.000+01:00

Collateral Damage In Iraqistan. The Cost Of Freedom.

Posted on Monday, January 23, 2006. From the transcript of radio communication among Israeli soldiers near Rafah, in the southern Gaza Strip. The recording was submitted in January in the trial of the company commander, whose name has been withheld due to a military court order. He faces a maximum of three years in prison. Translated from the Hebrew by Nomi Friedman. Originally from Harper's Magazine, May 2005.

SENTRY: We spotted an Arab female about 100 meters below our emplacement, near the light armored vehicle gate.
HEADQUARTERS: Observation post “Spain,” do you see it?
OBSERVATION POST: Affirmative, it’s a young girl. She’s now running east.
HQ: What is her position?
OP: She’s currently north of the authorized zone.
SENTRY: Very inappropriate location.
[Gunfire]
OP: She’s now behind an embankment, 250 meters from the barracks. She keeps running east. The hits are right on her.
HQ: Are you talking about a girl under ten?
OP: Approximately a ten-year-old girl.
HQ: Roger.
OP: OP to HQ.
HQ: Receiving, over.
OP: She’s behind the embankment, dying of fear, the hits are right on her, a centimeter from her.
SENTRY: Our troops are storming toward her now. They are around 70 meters from her.
HQ: I understand that the company commander and his squad are out?
SENTRY: Affirmative, with a few more soldiers.
OP: Receive. Looks like one of the positions dropped her.
HQ: What, did you see the hit? Is she down?
OP: She’s down. Right now she isn’t moving.
COMPANY COMMANDER [to HQ]: Me and another soldier are going in. [To the squad] Forward, to confirm the kill!
cc [to HQ]: We fired and killed her. She has . . . wearing pants . . . jeans and a vest, shirt. Also she had a kaffiyeh on her head. I also confirmed the kill. Over.
HQ: Roger.
CC [on general communications band]: Any motion, anyone who moves in the zone, even if it’s a three-year-old, should be killed. Over.

"A maximum of three years" for mercilessly shooting a three-year-old? As scandals pile up, so does shame. When did we become nazis? Fucking Nurnberg Trial the shit out of this sorry excuse for a human being, and the likes of him.

Lurrrve

2006-01-10T21:23:00.000+01:00

Missing: Picture of fat bird promising to sit on your face. Witness says it was a sight for sore eyes but admittedly wore goggles.

Quod Erat Demonstrandum

2005-12-12T22:51:00.000+01:00

Fact: Baseline Humans Suck Like The Intake Valve On A Jet Engine.

Just stumbled on this. Whilst preparing a banquet for twelve, teaching young Anouk the basics of bird photography, founding a new multi-deist religion based on Flemish politics and convincing the misses to do some exotic dancing to fund my weed habit.

Gamers are better at multitasking than baseline humans. A researcher at Oregon State University is measuring the "switching cost" of going from one task to another, like paying attention to your mobile phone and to the road in front of you. Multitasking gets more expensive the more complex each individual task is. She concludes that gamers have higher proficiency at multitasking, however.
There are individual differences in the costs of multi-tasking, Lien said. In her lab studies, a typical response to a single stimulus might take 300 milliseconds. Adding a second task increases the response to about 800 milliseconds. A millisecond is 1/1000th of a second, so the delay may not seem like much – until you extend the difference to a car driving 60 miles an hour and realize the response rate more than doubles, Lien said.
In her lab studies, she has yet to test any volunteers who are immune to delays in multi-tasking, though she says some students do much better than others.

"I have to say that the best ones are those who play a lot of video games," she pointed out. "Those are lab studies, however, and not driving tests."

Cheers to BoingBoing

All Over The World Priests Breathe A Sigh Of Relief

2005-11-29T22:21:00.000+01:00

Pope Gets Priorities Right

Gays are no longer welcome in the Catholic Church. They're reportedly giving the pedophiles a bad name.

Simply Fascinating

2005-11-15T23:20:00.000+01:00

This guy sure got some nice drawing skills. But she's an eight, and if she had bigger tits, she'd be a ten!!! Just a small pointer which might help...

NEWSFLASH... A Belgian Journalist From De Standaard Was Found Naked Hanging By The Balls With A Note Stapled To His Arse Saying BAD JOURNALIST...

2005-11-10T20:42:00.000+01:00

"Killer game. China chick chokes on WOW." Urban myth shit. Every time a newspaper tells a lie, a baby dies.

His editor is still missing.

Go Tell It To The Germans!

2005-11-03T21:24:00.000+01:00

Pass the dutchie on the left-hand side I say, pass the dutchie on the left-hand-side. It a gonna burn!

The average Belgian wouldn't even consider mentioning the war when in Germany. This attitude is related to the holy fear our forefathers instillled in each of us: "If we all keep quiet, maybe they'll stay there...". Holocaust denier and full time wanker Siegfried Verbeke is definitely not like most of us Belgies. He went one further and decided to tell the World ze Germans don't know that they never did what they thought they did to the Jews who made the whole thing up. Terribly confusing to ze Germans, with all these archives and gedenkstätten, photographs, testimonies, granddad's drunk stories about his MG42 and what have you not. So they invited him to have a little stay. Up to ten years! They love this guy to death! Time to wake up and put on the Smelly Lederhosen Of Truth, Siegfried.

Hint: Remember to click your heels when you're not wearing your cap. Look at your toes.

The Catholic Church Is So Hip Now It's Twisting My Mellon Man

2005-09-21T00:29:00.000+02:00

General Gotovina, Man Of God

World Youth Day!!! The Apostolic Journey of His Holiness Benedict XVI to Cologne is proof that that we both breed and cultivate stupidity. Young believers, please go torture an acoustic guitar in your local churches and leave our television sets alone. That will help world peace. Wake me up when der pope is doing the lead vocals on "Die Seele Gehört Mir" backed by Rammstein. Meanwhile, in the real world... General Gotovina, a decent catholic who only killed Serbs, is wanted for war crimes he comitted in Croatia. UN prosecutor Carla del Ponte has information about Gotovina hiding in a Franciscan monastery, of which there are 80. She asks the Vatican for help. Result: a wall of silence. Local Bishop Mile Bogovic calls Gotovina a national hero, del Ponte objects and the Vatican decides not to mention the war. Plus que ça change, plus que ça reste la même chose. Ask anyone in Buenos Aires called Schmidt.

Moved Back To The Old Home Town!

2005-09-12T21:25:00.000+02:00

The Crib

Rory Gallagher
GOING TO MY HOME TOWN
Live In Europe - 1972

Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie.
Daddy's in the backyard,"Get a job, son,
You know you ought to try".
I packed up my bag, I headed down the road,
I got me a job from Henry Ford.
But I made a mistake, I moved much too far
And now I know what the lonesome blues are . . .
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
I need someone to talk to.
I`m getting lonesome, I'm getting blue,
Let me tell you where I'm going to . . .

Yes I'm going to my home town,
I don't care ever even if I have to walk.
Yes I'm going to my home town,
I don't care even if I have to walk.
I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk.

Pope Benedict XVI Visits Synagogue, Warns Of Rising Anti-Semitism And Xenophobia

2005-08-22T01:42:00.000+02:00

Pre-Catholic Joseph Ratzinger

Bit of a shocker, this one. Not often do I think: "Way to go, Pope!". Learning the new pope was actually "der pope" scared the living shit out of me. I was thinking Tiger Tanks manned by geriatric priests. Ex-Hitler Jugend Pope. Ex-Wehrmacht Pope. Turns out he's the second pope in history to openly condemn nazi atrocities. Which is nice.

Not so very nice: Pope Pius XII And the Holocaust.
Knew what was happening to the Jews but always kept his trap shut while the shit was going on. Never did the word "Jew" pass his holy lips. Never did the nazi's occupying Rome bother him. May Satan forevermore use his cowardly soul to clean his naughty bits: Pope on a Rope!

The Hasselhoffian Recursion

2005-08-08T20:47:00.000+02:00

This shit is pretty mind-boggling if you watch it for more than six minutes...

But we're fucked like two dollar whores on dollar night if it ever gets beamed into deep space and there's an intelligent lifeform out there.

Is it a Plane? Shit, It's Leaving a Plane! It's a Cunt! It's a Nazi! It's...Holocaust Denier Siegfried Verbeke!

2005-08-05T21:30:00.000+02:00

Der Fewer (Der Better)

This time the Main Schweinhund of Historical Travesty got himself arrested at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol. Word is he might be extradited to Germany. A good serving of irony by all standards! As Siegfried is about to discover, you don't fanny about with the Germans when it comes to genocide. "Vot do you mean, Siegfried, vee didn't kill ze jews? Zey all vent for a valk, perhaps?" Check out Siegfried's little labour camp of love and weep.

Some of you say this is about free speech. All of me says this is about fighting fascism.

Obviously there is no link whatsoever with the extreme-right party Vlaams Belang.
As Verbeke says: "VHO has absolutely nothing to do with the Vlaams Blok. People of the left-wing try to jeopardize the successful party by trying to link it with our activities, but this is entirely false, because there aren’t any representative Vlaams Blok-politicians at all involved. About part (sic) politics in general: intelligence combined with a little bit of courage are very rare in these circles. That can also be said about the VB-politicians. I don’t like democratic politicians in general and can therefore bring up little or no respect for the Vlaams Blok. Of course I dislike the other democratic parties even more, and when I have to each 4 years I will vote VB, regardless of their anti-revisionist point of view."

übersource: Siegfried Interviewed By Real Fascists

Let's do the math. One Holocaust denier, the Belgian extreme-right party formerly known as Vlaams Blok and a general contempt for democracy. Nope, no link here.

Cheer up, Siegfried. You can always say: "Ich habe es nicht gewusst".

Took the kids to Disneyland Paris...

2005-08-01T20:23:00.000+02:00

The Mad Hatter

...and the dude, like, totally approved. It rocked their world. It rocked my wallet. A good time was had by all.

All Hail To The Almighty Skyblasters

2005-07-13T22:17:00.000+02:00

The Dirty Dozen is alive and well

General Jack, I expect nothing less then a Great Tribulation in my underregions. Will wear wide pants! Don't miss these irie vibes if you're in Ghent (Belgium) on Saturday 16th!

On General Demand: Groucho's Letter To Warner Brothers

2005-07-06T21:35:00.000+02:00

Why? Bestest letter ever. And if by chance you happen to be a Corporate Lawyer Drone, do us all a favour and kill yourself now. In Legalese: You will consider this a cease and desist notice regarding you, Satan's pecker and a mighty sucking noise. This principle also applies to Sales & Marketing Goblins whose trivial existence is void of all meaning and purpose.

Letter to Warner Brothers: A Night in Casablanca

Groucho Marx

While preparing to film a movie entitled A Night in Casablanca, the Marx brothers received a letter from Warner Bros. threatening legal action if they did not change the film’s title. Warner Bros. deemed the film’s title too similar to their own Casablanca, released almost five years earlier in 1942, with Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman. In response Groucho Marx dispatched the following letter to the studio’s legal department:

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Dear Warner Brothers,

Apparently there is more than one way of conquering a city and holding it as your own. For example, up to the time that we contemplated making this picture, I had no idea that the city of Casablanca belonged exclusively to Warner Brothers. However, it was only a few days after our announcement appeared that we received your long, ominous legal document warning us not to use the name Casablanca.

It seems that in 1471, Ferdinand Balboa Warner, your great-great-grandfather, while looking for a shortcut to the city of Burbank, had stumbled on the shores of Africa and, raising his alpenstock (which he later turned in for a hundred shares of common), named it Casablanca.

I just don’t understand your attitude. Even if you plan on releasing your picture, I am sure that the average movie fan could learn in time to distinguish between Ingrid Bergman and Harpo. I don’t know whether I could, but I certainly would like to try.

You claim that you own Casablanca and that no one else can use that name without permission. What about “Warner Brothers”? Do you own that too? You probably have the right to use the name Warner, but what about the name Brothers? Professionally, we were brothers long before you were. We were touring the sticks as the Marx Brothers when Vitaphone was still a gleam in the inventor’s eye, and even before there had been other brothers—the Smith Brothers; the Brothers Karamazov; Dan Brothers, an outfielder with Detroit; and “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?” (This was originally “Brothers, Can You Spare a Dime?” but this was spreading a dime pretty thin, so they threw out one brother, gave all the money to the other one, and whittled it down to “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?”)

Now Jack, how about you? Do you maintain that yours is an original name? Well it’s not. It was used long before you were born. Offhand, I can think of two Jacks—Jack of “Jack and the Beanstalk,” and Jack the Ripper, who cut quite a figure in his day.

As for you, Harry, you probably sign your checks sure in the belief that you are the first Harry of all time and that all other Harrys are impostors. I can think of two Harrys that preceded you. There was Lighthouse Harry of Revolutionary fame and a Harry Appelbaum who lived on the corner of 93rd Street and Lexington Avenue. Unfortunately, Appelbaum wasn’t too well-known. The last I heard of him, he was selling neckties at Weber and Heilbroner.

Now about the Burbank studio. I believe this is what you brothers call your place. Old man Burbank is gone. Perhaps you remember him. He was a great man in a garden. His wife often said Luther had ten green thumbs. What a witty woman she must have been! Burbank was the wizard who crossed all those fruits and vegetables until he had the poor plants in such confused and jittery condition that they could never decide whether to enter the dining room on the meat platter or the dessert dish.

This is pure conjecture, of course, but who knows—perhaps Burbank’s survivors aren’t too happy with the fact that a plant that grinds out pictures on a quota settled in their town, appropriated Burbank’s name and uses it as a front for their films. It is even possible that the Burbank family is prouder of the potato produced by the old man than they are of the fact that your studio emerged “Casablanca” or even “Gold Diggers of 1931.”

This all seems to add up to a pretty bitter tirade, but I assure you it’s not meant to. I love Warners. Some of my best friends are Warner Brothers. It is even possible that I am doing you an injustice and that you, yourselves, know nothing about this dog-in-the-Wanger attitude. It wouldn’t surprise me at all to discover that the heads of your legal department are unaware of this absurd dispute, for I am acquainted with many of them and they are fine fellows with curly black hair, double-breasted suits and a love of their fellow man that out-Saroyans Saroyan.

I have a hunch that his attempt to prevent us from using the title is the brainchild of some ferret-faced shyster, serving a brief apprenticeship in your legal department. I know the type well—hot out of law school, hungry for success, and too ambitious to follow the natural laws of promotion. This bar sinister probably needled your attorneys, most of whom are fine fellows with curly black hair, double-breasted suits, etc., into attempting to enjoin us. Well, he won’t get away with it! We’ll fight him to the highest court! No pasty-faced legal adventurer is going to cause bad blood between the Warners and the Marxes. We are all brothers under the skin, and we’ll remain friends till the last reel of “A Night in Casablanca” goes tumbling over the spool.

Sincerely,

Groucho Marx

Unamused, Warner Bros. requested that the Marx Brothers at least outline the premise of their film. Groucho responded with an utterly ridiculous storyline, and, sure enough, received another stern letter requesting clarification. He obliged and went on to describe a plot even more preposterous than the first, claiming that he, Groucho, would be playing “Bordello, the sweetheart of Humphrey Bogart.” No doubt exasperated, Warner Bros. did not respond. A Night in Casablanca was released in 1946.

Way Back When Smoking Was A Choice Addiction

2005-07-02T02:03:00.000+02:00

Mr. & Mrs. Cool

Were they cool or what? But now they're both dead! And she's smoking!!! Let that be a lesson to you.

The Dark Side Is Strong in Marketing

2005-07-02T01:10:00.000+02:00

British Government Announcement

Stop smoking and you'll get a stiffy? I call upon every non-smoking bootilicious blond and/or brunette bimbo between bruges and brussels to play Blitzkrieg Bop on my nicotine stained glockenspiel while I'm listening to Smoke On The Water sucking on a huge Cohiba. Basic empirical research. We need more science.

Utter Innocent Press Victim Michael J. Visits His Soulmate Sheikh Abdulla Hamad al Kalifa in Bahrein. Who Is Also Reported To Be Extremely Innocent.

2005-06-30T20:54:00.000+02:00

Sheikh Yer 10 Year Ol' Booty

President Bush is said to be deeply moved by "this shining example of innocenticity".

A Voice Of Dissent, A Breath Of Fresh Air

2005-06-28T23:47:00.000+02:00

All Material Copyright 2004 Ted Rall

Check out Ted Rall. He's American. He's funny. Receives death threats by other Americans on a daily basis. Definitely my kind of funny.

How A Heat Wave Turns Your Quality Newspaper Into A Toilet Roll

2005-06-24T23:33:00.000+02:00

gamekill

"Boy died after gaming for twelve hours"

I've got two words for the sorry ass motherfucker who decided to print this story: URBAN LEGEND. "A boy from Jekaterinaburg...". Do yourself a favor and go spank yourself. Wait, I've got another one. What about "The girl from Schellebelle: some say she got eaten by her own pussy...". Write about that, Shakespeare.

Our Future King Buys A New Hairdryer

2005-06-17T21:07:00.000+02:00

The Royal Spokesman could neither confirm nor deny rumours that the unit came fully equipped with the highly awaited R98257 Anal Amusement Module.

Belgian Politician Of The Female Species Thinks Taking Testosteron Will Give Her An Insight Into The Dude's Mind.

2005-06-15T21:57:00.000+02:00

Patricia Ceysens

Little does she know she'll be playing with her titties all day long.

Kann man Michael Jackson überhaupt zur Rechenschaft ziehen?

2005-05-10T22:09:00.000+02:00

The Face Of Innocence

Although controversy and rumors persist about Jackson "the man," Jackson "the artist" can be considered a legend in the field and a genius of musical creativity.

Personally I think he's a cocksucking ass-licking unclefucker.

Richards Dawkins On Why Creationists Sure As Hell Weren't Made In God's Image

2005-05-02T21:03:00.000+02:00

Professor of the public understanding of science at the University of Oxford, and science writer and broadcaster

Darwinian natural selection, and its enormous explanatory power, as the only known explanation of 'design'

The scientific principle that I wish everyone understood is Darwinian natural selection, and its enormous explanatory power, as the only known explanation of 'design'.
The world is divided into things that look designed, like birds and airliners; and things that do not look designed, like rocks and mountains. Things that look designed are divided into those that really are designed, like submarines and tin openers; and those that are not really designed, like sharks and hedgehogs. The diagnostic feature of things that look designed is that they are statistically improbable in the functional direction. They do something useful - for instance, they fly. Darwinian natural selection, although it involves no true design at all, can produce an uncanny simulacrum of true design. An engineer would be hard put to decide whether a bird or a plane was the more aerodynamically elegant.

Not only can natural selection mimic design; it is the only known natural process that can mimic design. And now, here is the most difficult thing that I wish people understood. True design can never be an ultimate explanation for anything, because the designer himself is left unexplained. Designers are statistically improbable things, and trying to explain them as made by prior designers is ultimately futile, because it leads to an infinite regress.

Natural selection escapes the infinite regress, because it starts simple, and works up gradually - step by step - to statistical improbability, and the illusion of design. Engineers and other designers are ultimately made, like all living things, by natural selection.

So distant are many people from understanding this, they seriously believe that the existence of functional improbability is evidence in favour of intelligent design - the greater the improbability, the stronger the evidence. Truly, the precise opposite is the case. I wish that more people understood this.

Richard Dawkins is author of books including The Ancestor's Tale: A Pilgrimage to the Dawn of Life (buy this book from Amazon (UK) or Amazon (USA)), and Unweaving the Rainbow: Science, Delusion and the Appetite for Wonder (buy this book from Amazon (UK) or Amazon (USA)). See his website.

(from Spiked Science)

Simulacrum: what a lovely word.
It sounds a bit rude, but in a good kind of way.

Siegfried Verbeke is a cunt. And a nazi. And a holocaust denier.

2005-04-15T21:19:00.000+02:00

Siegfried "What's in a name" Verbeke

And now he got himself a one-year prison sentence. Watch the soap, darling. Particularly if it is marked RJF (Reines Juedisches Fett). You might get what's coming to you. Jedem Das Seine, right?

Nutzlose Fresser

2005-03-22T21:14:00.000+01:00

Der Vernichtungsangriff auf die Moderne und ihre Protagonisten betraf alle Sparten der Kultur wie Literatur, Film, Theater, Architektur oder Musik . Moderne Musik wie der Swing oder der "Nigger-Jazz" wurden auf der am 24. Mai 1938 eröffneten Ausstellung "Entartete Musik" ebenso rücksichtslos diffamiert wie der "Musikbolschewismus" von international bekannten Komponisten wie Hanns Eisler , Paul Hindemith oder Arnold Schönberg.

Our Flemish Fascists are attacking art. Too elitist. Too experimental. Not enough "Volk". They sure do stick with the program. I wonder what their next move will be. Nazi Tradition dictates T4, a euthanasia program — to kill incurably ill, physically or mentally disabled, emotionally distraught, and elderly. Hurra Hurra, Wir sind wieder da! Strange thing is they won't admit it. Yet they can’t stop themselves. Fascism: male hysteria.

T. And The Family

2005-03-03T01:02:00.000+01:00

One Good Egg

2005-03-02T23:28:00.000+01:00

Booyaka!

Disclaimer: I do not in any way endorse drugs. I just use them, OK!!! For crying out loud...

Listen Up All You Flemish Fuckers Out There Who Think "It Won't Be That Bad." : Pastor Martin Niemöller, Nazi Victim (1892-1984)

2005-02-16T22:09:00.000+01:00

"They came for the communists, and I did not speak up because I wasn't a communist;They came for the socialists, and I did not speak up because I was not a socialist;They came for the union leaders, and I did not speak up because I wasn't a union leader;They came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.Then they came for me, and there was no one left to speak up for me ...."

Martin Niemoeller was a Protestant pastor born January 14, 1892, in Lippstadt, Westphalia. He was a submarine commander in World War I. He was anti-communist and initially supported the Nazis until the church was made subordinate to state authority. Although arrested by the Gestapo in 1937 for his open opposition to Hitler and incarcerated in Sachsenhausen and Dachau concentration camps, he nonetheless berated himself for not doing more, as in the quote above. This quotation is often cited incorrectly. The exact phrasing was supplied by Sibylle Sarah Niemoeller von Sell, Martin Niemoeller's wife. The remark was made in reply to a student's question, "How could it happen?"

Hermann Goering on patriotism, pacifism and manipulating the people in a time of war

2005-02-07T21:53:00.000+01:00

Psychologist Gustave Gilbert had extraordinary access to the Nuremberg defendants during their trial.The passage below is from Gilbert's classic Nuremberg Diary (1947). It refers to a conversation the two had in Goering's cell on 18 April 1946 during a three-day Easter break in the trial. Goering committed suicide the following October 15.

We got around to the subject of war again and I said that, contrary to his attitude, I did not think that the common people are very thankful for leaders who bring them war and destruction.
"Why, of course, the people don't want war," Goering shrugged. "Why would some poor slob on a farm want to risk his life in a war when the best that he can get out of it is to come back to his farm in one piece. Naturally, the common people don't want war; neither in Russia nor in England nor in America, nor for that matter in Germany. That is understood. But, after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine the policy and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy or a fascist dictatorship or a Parliament or a Communist dictatorship."
"There is one difference," I pointed out. "In a democracy the people have some say in the matter through their elected representatives, and in the United States only Congress can declare wars." "Oh, that is all well and good, but, voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same way in any country."

(from Snopes.com)

Ain't it fucking funny how a great comedian like Bill Hicks used this insight to make his audience roar and reflect and feel more than a tad uncomfortable. Nazi Hermann Goering used it to make people die. Ain't it?

Always Outnumbered, Never Outgunned

2005-01-31T23:22:00.000+01:00

Johnny Cash's video 'Hurt' won a Grammy for "Best Short Form Video". Some of the other contestants: Britney Spears and Michael Jackson. There's a man going 'round taking names.

Anus Mundi

2005-01-30T20:04:00.000+01:00

Auschwitz Birkenau 1985

Nie Wieder

2005-01-30T19:35:00.000+01:00

Dachau 1986

Finally! A good Walloon! They're hiding in Spain!

2005-01-28T21:09:00.000+01:00

Koenraad Dillen And Leon Degrelle. Nazi orgasm.

Koenraad didn't like der EU-Auschwitz-Resolution. It got 617 votes. 10 seriously disturbed people chose not to vote. Oh yes, der Koenraad was one of them: Seine Ehre Heisst Treue.

Shite!

2005-01-24T22:33:00.000+01:00

This fella is on safari in Africa when he comes across an elephant lying on the ground, in distress. He investigates and finds a thorn in its foot. He removes it, and the elephant trots merrily away. Twenty years on, the man is standing in the street in London watching a circus procession pass by. When the elephant gets level with him, it stops, looks straight at him, reaches out with its trunk, lifts him bodily into the air, smashes him on the ground and jumps on him. It was a different elephant.

Arse!

2005-01-24T21:37:00.000+01:00

'Doc, I can't stop singing the green green grass of home.' 'That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome. ' 'Is it common?' 'It's not unusual.'

Fuck!

2005-01-24T21:06:00.000+01:00

And he said 'My dog doesn't eat meat'. I said 'Why not?'. He said 'We don't give him any'.

The Fourth Posting

2005-01-24T20:34:00.000+01:00

Still no readers. I refuse with every fibre in my being to resort to Tommy Cooper jokes.

Growing pains

2005-01-14T20:53:00.000+01:00

My 6 year old daughter wants to be an adult. So she can stay up late. Told her to stay up late in her room. She's calling her attorney.

Managers

2005-01-06T20:44:00.000+01:00

Management keeps changing my work roster. I'm a victim of drive-by management.

ATI Radeon 9700 Pro

2004-12-13T22:30:00.000+01:00

Today my trusted graphic friend died on me. Never got any media attention or nothing. One day the world will pay.