Sometimes i marvel at the ego of man. The desire to find worth in personal power and desire. The real beauty of civilisation is the ability to leave a more thoughtful People, a higher level of existence that is in tune with the foundation of life that is our planet, and a clear identification of what is considered taboo.

Instead we are a little too caught up in our own self destruction. We just don't call it that. We are happy calling it progress and the spread of freedom and civilisation. Makes you wonder if the dictionary is worth its salt in these days of spin.

finally a word on good wireless security at home. Don't have it. Recent thought has led me to conclude that an abundance of free to use wireless points at home and work would really change the dynamics of things. Rather than security i would urge vendors to create a class of service function that lets a home owner use 80 of the bandwidth at priority with the rest free and open to all.

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Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting
I'm through with doubt
There's nothing left for me to figure out
I've paid a price
And I'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I know you said
Can't you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'
It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Sayin' that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

Bless 'em...good album btw.

I'm feeling a bit restless right now. Not sure why. Looking through someone else's eyes it could be due to the tension of the world cup. I used to be able to handle watching the tense games, thrived on it. Guess its old age. I recall watching football italia and groaning when milan lost. Now i try to avoid watching when they are losing. Why? Am i now afraid of failure? Have i lost my childhood freedom of excitement and intrigue? Or has the corporate world conditione me to the mantra of failure and mistakes being a sign of weakness? But hasn't everything wonderful been born from the lessons of mistakes? aren't we allowed to be human? Will brazil finally turn it on? Will milan be champions again? Will i return to peace? time will tell

tnn
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June 13 1953.
The day african americans were given equal rights in the land of democracy and freedom.
Not such a long time ago is it?

tnn
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The americons have rejected net neutrality.

It is with great regret that i must announce the end of free and open access to the world wide web.

sorry

dp
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Usual suspects again. When you look to define yourself by where you work and your title there, are you a lesser person as a result? is it better to be respected in a social field for who you are as a person rather than your job title. Should work be something that lets you get the means to live? Heavy duty man.

dp
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