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Last week I had a sudden stab of fear while high over the north atlantic, parked way back in steerage in a crowded B767. I had just remembered a post one of you aerospace bozos made awhile back, about how small the bolts are that hold the aircraft engines on. Trying to calm my jangled nerves, I ordered up another Bitburger and stared out at the sky...and slowly I realized that there was a funny patchwork of wispy cirrus-like clouds around us, as well as several aircraft in sight leaving bright contrails behind them. It looked like the whole light cloud layer could have been formed from steady jet traffic, and it made me think about the hypotheses linking jet flights and cloud cover. So I read this latest article with interest. As someone who can understand best what he can see, this makes sense to me: web page

His schtick is all about the put-down and not about the truth. He likes to portray people in business and politics as sellouts, and is willing to be a sellout to sell his schtick.

Ugh, I thought you had put me on your ignore list months ago. Go play in chat or I'll post that pic of you spanking me again.

Josh, reasonable people in the center dislike the guy, because he is a cynical misfit who is not in search of the truth, but instead out to put people down. Funny thing about people who deep-down distrust other people's motives all the time. I've hired a lot of people over the years, and given a lot of personality profile tests to people for management, sales, and admin jobs. I have made several hires when people scored low on "trust" and damn if they haven't been the very ones who turned out to be untrustworthy themselves. I guess it's a "I know you're going to fuck me, so I'll make sure I fuck you first" mentality. I believe that Michael Moore has this personality trait.

OW, what is the meaning of gneiss?

Didn't we have this discussion over a year ago? As I remember, we concluded that Michael Moore is a fat ghey sack of shit.

Funniest thing I've seen recently was a Chris Rock clip about How Not to Get Your Ass Kicked by the Police. One can google it up if one is inclined, but it is not work-safe.

A woman awakens during the night to find that her husband was not in their bed. She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to look for him. She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee in front of him. He appears to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall. She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of his coffee. "What's the matter, dear?", she whispers as she steps into the room, "Why are you down here at this time of night?". The husband looks up from his coffee, "Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?" he asks solemnly. "Yes I do" she replies. The husband paused. The words were not coming easily. "Do you remember when your father caught us in the back seat of my car making love? "Yes, I remember" said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him. The husband continued. "Do you remember when he shoved the shotgun in my face and said, 'Either you marry my daughter, or I will send you to jail for 20 years'?" "I remember that too" she replied softly. He wiped another tear from his cheek and said......"I would have gotten out today."

Let's talk about Castro. Keeping Cuba poor and isolated is an old and stupid idea that was fostered by the likes of Jesse Helms. Of course, our boy-president has called on Helms' peers like Rumsfeld and Cheney to run the country for him.

PP, where's the "crazy attack on (your) person?" Not that I agree with j_b (I rarely do). But I have noticed that you more than once have resorting to claiming that people personally attack you. And frankly I don't see it.

What the fuck is a moonbat? That is the most pussified version of name-calling that I have heard in awhile.

Unfortunately those people aren't going to settle down until a rock-solid force imposes its will on them harshly. Walking away almost garantees that it'll be reduced to a Taliban-style government or another Saddam. Soooo...do we "handle" it, or leave it to cluster-fuck into a Taliban situation? Nice choice we're faced with.

Naked with at least an equal number of women is the tits . Naked groups of men is the shits .

There is a lesson to draw from this. Don't be a do-gooder in hotspots of the world. Stay the fuck away. I just listened to a story on this poor guy, who sounded like an individual who truly was committed to helping people. Unfortunately, anyone who would go to Iraq at this time as a civilian, unarmed and unskilled militarily, is potentially a lamb to the slaughter. How many people have to learn this lesson? I say this with the same heartache for that young man and his family that everyone must feel right now. What an awful atrocity. My point is that if you are headed into a hotspot, for God's sake go armed mentally and physically for what you might encounter. You want to help people get on their feet? Go downtown and work with Habitat. You want to go to Iraq or Afganistan? Better be in warrior mode.

Speaking of shitting on the French, today's Wall St Journal has a picture of Antoine de St Exupery that looks like Ralph Cramden with a flyboy hat on. Someone must have spent days looking for that most unflattering photo. Anybody got an online subscrip and can post it?

Hey minx, you sound like a guy! I think Mr. E's bud just needed some balance in his life. Unless you're a dyed-in-the-wool academic, a life of 'not doing it/just teaching it' would drive you crazy. Getting into an in-the-moment/physical sport offered a counterbalance.

Is this thread about learning, applying knowledge, or excelling in a discipline? (I'll resist the urge to suggest that for a moment it was about Marylou eyeing the pliant limbs of her roommates.)

My post has to do with the subject of this thread. It's a cartoon depicting King Louis-Phillip of France, gobbling up wealth and shitting new rules. It got its creator imprisoned for 6 months. It's my answer to Jon's "dare ya."

You must've clicked on somethin' I didn't, there Mr.N!

Only reporting the news, catbird, only reporting the news. I did take the time to email this link to the missus. This is either going to go over really well...or not.

My favorite day of the year March 14, 2004