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My milkshake is better than yours.

In the words of Robert Heinlein (1907-1988)

The human race divides politically into those who want people to be controlled and those who have no such desire.

Anyone can see a forest fire. Skill lies in sniffing the first smoke.

Progress is made by lazy men looking for easier ways to do things.

It's amazing how much "mature wisdom" resembles being too tired.

Sex should be friendly. Otherwise stick to mechanical toys; it's more sanitary.

Avoid making irrevocable decisions when tired or hungry.

Taxes are not levied for the benefit of the taxed.

A competent and self-confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.

One man's "magic" is another man's engineering. "Supernatural" is a null word.

If you happen to be one of the fretful minority who can do creative work, never force an idea; you'll abort it if you do. Be patient and you'll give birth to it when the time is ripe. Learn to wait.

Men rarely (if ever) manage to dream up a god superior to themselves. Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.

Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.

Most people can't think, most of the remainder won't think, the small fraction who do think mostly can't do it very well. The extremely tiny fraction who think regularly, accurately, creatively, and without self-delusion- in the long run, these are the only people who count.

Secrecy is the beginning of tyranny.

Sin lies only in hurting others unnecessarily. All other "sins" are invented nonsense.

Beauty is not diminished by being shared.

A touchstone to determine the actual worth of an "intellectual"- find out how he feels about astrology.

Obscurity is the refuge of incompetence.

Never do today what you can put off till tomorrow if tomorrow might improve the odds.

To stay young requires unceasing cultivation of the ability to unlearn old falsehoods.

The greatest productive force is human selfishness.

Yield to temptation; it may not pass your way again.

Specialization is for insects.

Throughout history, poverty is the normal condition of man. Advances which permit this norm to be exceeded- here and there, now and then- are the work of an extremely small minority, frequently despised, often condemned, and almost always opposed by all right-thinking people. Whenever this tiny minority is kept from creating, or (as sometimes happens) is driven out of a society, the people then slip back into abject poverty.
This is known as "bad luck."

If "everybody knows" such-and-such, then it ain't so, by at least ten thousand to one.

If you pray hard enough, water will run uphill. How hard? Why, hard enough to make water run uphill, of course!

Being intelligent is not a felony. But most societies evaluate it as at least a misdemeanor.

Being right too soon is socially unacceptable.

Man can be chained, but he cannot be domesticated.

The three-legged stool of understanding is held up by history, languages, and mathematics. Equipped with these three you can learn anything you want to learn. But if you lack any one of them you are just another ignorant peasant with dung on your boots.

...brainpower is the scarcest commodity and the only one of real value.

In a society in which it is a moral offense to be different from your neighbor your only escape is never to let them find out.

No intelligent man has any respect for an unjust law.

There is no worse tyranny than to force a man to pay for what he does not want merely because you think it would be good for him.

A monarch's neck should always have a noose around it -- it keeps him upright.

The hardest part of gaining any new idea is sweeping out the false idea occupying that niche.

The supreme irony of life is that no one gets out of it alive.

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» Useless Information

Dame Pedantia presents grammar you can remember.
Well, it seems to me that the following facts are useless, as no one uses them.

'Your' is possessive. "It's not your round, it's mine. Please allow me to buy you beer."

'You're' is a contraction of 'you are.' "You're a sex god and I want to spend quality time alone in a dark room with you and your sexual organs."

'It's' is a contraction of 'it is.' Again, "It's not your round, it's mine."

'It's' can also be a contraction of 'it has.' "Your penis is moleste! It's got to be the biggest one I have ever seen. May I please stimulate it orally?"
(Wed 23rd Mar 2005, 10:53, More)

» The last thing that made me cry

Happy, sad, pain,
I cry all the damn time. Ads, films, poetry, anything.

I have been rather ill recently, for the past few weeks, actually, and especially prone to sillines and when Dr Who kissed the poor servant girl in the last Dr Who just before she struck the match, I lost it. Poor little non-existant fictional servant girl.
(Thu 14th Apr 2005, 13:35, More)

» Walkman Flashbacks

OOOoh, I like this one.
Tori Amos, "Spacedog" always reminds me of being forced by the circumstances to take a Greyhound Bus four hours across Georgia in the US, with the stinking inhuman dregs and no bathroom breaks. 'Is she still pissing in the river now?' indeed. Twas awful.

The radio 4 "Rule Britannia" medley sends me screaming and crying and twitching, as I had to listen to it at 5:30 AM on the clock radio everyday for three years.

I recently ended a job wherein I had to commute from near Reading into Bethnal Green, east London everyday. I listened to The Underground Song by those two doctors every day in the last week of communting, it really helped! "Wa-wa-wankers! They're all wankers!" Genius.

Lastly, my husband feels the need, whenever he hears "The Badger Song" to take a flying leap at me and tickle me during the "Ooooh it's a snake..." bit until I beat him away with a sofa cushion. So, very Pavlovian, the sound of it makes me nervous and jumpy. Damn the men.
(Thu 24th Mar 2005, 13:54, More)

» Premonitions

No one will belive me, and I care not a whit.
I feel that a lot of instances of premonition are cases of your mind putting two and two together long before 'you' catch on. I think those are still cool, as they illustrate what a neato toy your brain is.

I also reckon that some people are simply pre-cognizant, psychic or telepathic, easy peasy. *Shrug.*

Two things about the terrorist attacks that occurred on the 11th of September:

-Did not own a telly then. We had recently immigrated, and just hadn't gotten around to getting one. We were prioritising tables and chairs and beds. I woke up that day, a day off for me, and simply thought, 'Gosh, if something awful happened, how would I know? Would someone ring me? Which radio stations ought I have on in the background?' And dismissed the idea, made tea. A few hours later, my husband rang me. I reckon that one was coincidence. Scared me into crying, but, coincidence.

-I wrote a short story in my school's lit magazine when I was 17 that was lifted whole from a dream I had had. Details spared, it had rather a lot to do with a guy in a cave with a beard. I changed the bad guy to look like a prominent US figure known for extreme/unpopular 'Islamic' views, since this guy in a cave was totally unknown to me. That one, hrrm, that experience I find a bit harder to explain. (Yes I have the published story, wanna come see it? :) )

Best to just mind your own psychic business.
(Sun 21st Nov 2004, 9:59, More)

» Obscure Memorabilia

Robert Rankin, Brian May and the Etruscans
Last year I got Rankin to sign a plate from the buffet, this year he signed the Fool from my tarot cards.

I have some emails from Brian May. Very, very wooyayriferous.

And, I have a plastic bag full of Etruscan and Roman pottery shards shoved in a drawer in my coffee table. There are two matching loom weights on top of the telly cabinet.
(Wed 10th Nov 2004, 21:55, More)
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