﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[m@rt1n ganja smokin sucka http://cicore.webs.com]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/5536063/</link><description><![CDATA[http://www.moneymiljonair.nl/?u=756862&amp;c=nl&amp;rt=2 visit and get paid earn free money]]></description><language>en-us</language><copyright>bitcomet.com</copyright><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 10:51:18 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 10:51:18 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>bitcomet.com</generator><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[a man falling from a 50 story building]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/104495/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
 <em><span>Ever heard the joke about a man falling from a 50 story building? On his way down past each floor, he kept saying to reassure himself: So far so good... so far so good... so far so good... </span>until he hits the ground.</em>
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<em><span>This is the story about a society that falls and which, throughout its fall repeats to itself in order to reassure itself: &quot;So far so good. So far so good. So far so good.&quot;</span></em><em><span>How you fall doesn't matter. It's how you land!</span></em>
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The next day the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, &quot;These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came home last night without her panties.&quot; &quot;That's nothing,&quot; said the other. &quot;Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the Fire Station, Well never forget you!'<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 16:08:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Two zebras pondering]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99882/</link><description><![CDATA[Two zebras are talking and one asks the other, &quot;Am I black with white&nbsp;<br />
stripes or white with black stripes?&quot; The other replies, &quot;Well I don't&nbsp;<br />
know. You should pray to God about that and ask him.&quot; So that night he did&nbsp;<br />
and God replied, &quot;You are what you are.&quot; The next day he said to the other&nbsp;<br />
zebra, &quot;I still don't understand what I am because God just said, You are&nbsp;<br />
what you are.&quot; The second zebra responds, &quot;You must be white with black&nbsp;<br />
stripes or else God would have said, Yo is what yo is.&quot;<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 16:05:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Generous lawyer]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99856/</link><description><![CDATA[A local United Way office realized that the organization had never received a donation from the town's most successful lawyer. The person in charge of contributions called him to persuade him to contribute.<br />
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&quot;Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $500,000, you give not a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?&quot;<br />
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The lawyer mulled this over for a moment and replied, &quot;First, did your research also show that my mother is dying after a long illness, and has medical bills that are several times her annual income?&quot;<br />
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Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled, &quot;Um ... no.&quot;<br />
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The lawyer interrupts, &quot;or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair?&quot;<br />
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The stricken United Way rep began to stammer out an apology, but was interrupted again.<br />
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&quot;or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident,&quot; the lawyer's voice rising in indignation, &quot;leaving her penniless with three children?!&quot;<br />
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The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten, said simply, &quot;I had no idea...&quot;<br />
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On a roll, the lawyer cut him off once again, &quot;So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?&quot;<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:15:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Electric Train]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99855/</link><description><![CDATA[A few days after Christmas, a mother was working in the kitchen listening to her young son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son said, &quot;All of you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now, cause this is the last stop! And all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in the train, cause we're going down the tracks.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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The mother went nuts and told her son, &quot;We don't use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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Two hours later, the son comes out of the bedroom and resumes playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say, &quot;All passengers who are disembarking from the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us again soon.&quot; She hears the little boy continue, &quot;For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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As the mother began to smile, the child added, &quot;For those of you who are pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the bitch in the kitchen.&quot;<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:10:16 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Billing]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99854/</link><description><![CDATA[A doctor and a lawyer were talking at a party.&nbsp;<br />
<br />
Their conversation was constantly interrupted by people describing their ailments and asking the doctor for free medical advice.&nbsp;<br />
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After an hour of this, the exasperated doctor asked the lawyer, &quot;What do you do to stop people from asking you for legal advice when you're out of the office?&quot;<br />
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&quot;I give it to them,&quot; replied the lawyer, &quot;and then I send them a bill.&quot;<br />
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The doctor was shocked, but agreed to give it a try.&nbsp;<br />
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The next day, still feeling slightly guilty, the doctor prepared the bills.<br />
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When he went to place them in his mailbox, he found a bill from the lawyer.<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:07:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Advantages Of Being A Woman]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99852/</link><description><![CDATA[1. We got off the Titanic first.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
2. We get to flirt with systems support men who always return our calls, and are nice to us when we blow up our computers.<br /> <br />
3. Our boyfriend's clothes make us look elfin &amp; gorgeous. Guys look like complete idiots in ours.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
4. We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.<br /> <br />
5. We can cry and get off speeding fines.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
6. We've never lusted after a cartoon character or the central female figure in a computer game.<br /> <br />
7. Taxis stop for us.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
8. Men die earlier, so we get to cash in on the life insurance.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
9. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
10. Free drinks, Free dinners, Free movies ... (you get the point).&nbsp;<br /> <br />
11. We can hug our friends without wondering if she thinks we're gay.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
12. We can hug our friends without wondering if WE'RE gay.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
13. New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
14. It's possible to live our whole lives without ever taking a group shower.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
15. We don't have to fart to amuse ourselves.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
16. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
17. We can congratulate our team-mate without ever touching her butt.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
18. If we have a zit, we know how to conceal it.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
19. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
20. If we're dumb, some people will find it cute.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
21. We don't have to memorize Caddyshack or Fletch to fit in.<br /> <br />
22. We have the ability to dress ourselves.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
23. We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
24. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we're aware that we look like an idiot.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
25. Our friends won't think we're weird if we ask whether there's spinach in our teeth.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
26. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
27. We'll never regret piercing our ears.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
28. We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.<br /> <br />......]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:04:46 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ABC's of ex girlfriends]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99851/</link><description><![CDATA[A&nbsp;<br />
is for Arteries.<br />
You know, the things that your ex-girlfriend ripped out because she really didn't care for you you twit she was only after your money and could have given a shit about you.<br /> <br />
B<br />
is for Bitter. Who, me?? No way. I really hope things between them do work out. I hope they get married and have 2 children that are little devils and her hips get huge and his eyebrows finally grow completely together and they get fat and old together and then DIE!!&nbsp;<br /> <br />
C<br />
is for Call ya later.She won't. She never has before.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
D<br />
is for Dumped. Does D need to be explained?&nbsp;<br /> <br />
E<br />
is for Eating like a pig. Remember when you took her out and she said &quot;I'm not hungry&quot; so you figured you could take her to a nice place because you were able to afford a nice meal at this fine restaurant. Then she ate more than your Uncle Roy (you remember Uncle Roy the one with the mustard stains on everything). So you flip the bill and are broke for the next two weeks and she wonders why you were unable to call her that week and go see movies.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
F<br />
is for Friends. That is what she just wants to be. As if you can even stand to look at her.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
G<br />
is for Gun. And yes there is a waiting period.<br /> <br />
H<br />
is for Horny. Remember when she looked nice and even had a personality? Well, you figure it out.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
I<br />
stands for I still hate her. Odds are I always will, unless she calls me and offers me favors.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
J<br />
stands for Jim. This is her new boyfriend. Doesn't Jim have a nice car ? Doesn't Jim have a good job? Why does Jim want to date her? I think Jim could do much better. I hate Jim. Jim is my mortal enemy.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
K<br />
stands for Kill.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
L<br />
is for Love. It's a great euphoric feeling that exists between two people and is shared upon by both parties.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
L<br />
is also for Lunatic. Lunatics are crazy. Lunatics are the last people that actually believe in love.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
M<br />
stands for Mephistophiles. That is who she worked for.<br /> <br />
N<br />
stands for Necropheliac.......]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:00:25 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Really Bad Day]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99850/</link><description><![CDATA[There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.<br />
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Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, &quot;Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry.&quot;<br />
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&quot;No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away.&quot;<br />
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&quot;I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison.&quot;<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 12:57:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[From A Mother With Love]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99835/</link><description><![CDATA[Dear Child,<br /> <br />
I am writing this slow because I know that you can't read fast.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
We don't live where we did when you left home.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within 20 miles from your home so we moved.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
I won't be able to send you the address, as the last family that lived here took the house numbers when they left so that they wouldn't have to change their address.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
This place is real nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure if it works too well though.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
Last week I put a load in, pulled the chain, and haven't seen them since.<br /> <br />
The weather isn't too bad here., it only rained twice last week, The first time it rained for three days and the second time for four days. The coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Steve said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets. We got another bill from the funeral home.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
They said if we don't make the last payment on Grandma's grave, up she comes. John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were worried because it took him two hours to get me and Shelby out.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
Your sister had a baby this morning but I haven't found out what it is yet, so I don't know if you're an aunt or an uncle. If the baby is a girl, your sister is going to name it after me, she's going to call it Mom.<br /> <br />
Uncle Pete fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some man tried to pull him out but he fought them off and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pick-up truck. Ralph was driving. He rolled down the window and swam to safety. Your two friends were in the back. They drowned because they couldn't get the tailgate down.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
There isn't much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.<br /> <br />
PS, I was going to send you some money but the envelope was already sealed.<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 12:09:14 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Impossible to Please]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99834/</link><description><![CDATA[A group of girlfriends is on vacation when they see a 5-story hotel with a sign that reads: &quot;For Women Only.&quot; Since they are without their boyfriends and husbands, they decide to go in.&nbsp;<br />
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The bouncer, a very attractive guy, explains to them how it works. &quot;We have 5 floors. Go up floor by floor, and once you find what you are looking for, you can stay there. It's easy to decide since each floor has a sign telling you what's inside.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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So they start going up and on the first floor the sign reads: &quot;All the men on this floor are short and plain.&quot; The friends laugh and without hesitation move on to the next floor.&nbsp;<br />
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The sign on the second floor reads: &quot;All the men here are short and handsome.&quot; Still, this isn't good enough, so the friends continue on up.&nbsp;<br />
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They reach the third floor and the sign reads: &quot;All the men here are tall and plain.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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They still want to do better, and so, knowing there are still two floors left, they continued on up.&nbsp;<br />
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On the fourth floor, the sign is perfect: &quot;All the men here are tall and handsome.&quot; The women get all excited and are going in when they realize that there is still one floor left. Wondering what they are missing, they head on up to the fifth floor.&nbsp;<br />
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There they find a sign that reads: &quot;There are no men here. This floor was built only to prove that there is no way to please a woman.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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On their wedding night, she told her new husband, &quot;Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin.&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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&quot;What?&quot; said the puzzled groom.&nbsp;<br />
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&quot;How can that be if you've been married ten times?&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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&quot;Well, Husband #1 was a sales representative: he kept telling me how great it was going to be.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #2 was in software services: he was never really sure how it was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to me.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #3 was from field services: he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #4 was in telemarketing: even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #5 was an engineer: he understood the basic process but wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art method.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #6 was from finance and administration: he thought he knew how, but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #7 was in marketing: although he had a nice product, he was never sure how to position it.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #8 was a psychologist: all he ever did was talk about it.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #9 was a gynecologist: all he did was look at it.&nbsp;<br />
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Husband #10 was a stamp collector: all he ever did was... God! I miss him! But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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&quot;Good,&quot; said the new husband, &quot;but, why?&quot;&nbsp;<br />
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&quot;You're a lawyer. This time I know I'm gonna get screwed!&quot;<br />]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 11:32:28 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[101 Ways To Annoy People :P]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99829/</link><description><![CDATA[1. Sing the Batman theme incessantly.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
2. In the memo field of all your checks, write &quot;for sensual massage.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
3. Specify that your drive-through order is &quot;to go.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of &quot;Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip...&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.<br /> <br />
6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. &lt;<br /> <br />
7. Speak only in a &quot;robot&quot; voice.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
8. Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
9. Start each meal by conspicuously licking all your food, and announce that this is so no one will &quot;swipe your grub&quot;.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
10. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 98 copies.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
11. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
12. Sniffle incessantly.<br /> <br />
13. Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
14. Name your dog &quot;Dog.&quot; 15. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions &quot;to keep them tuned up.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
16. Reply to everything someone says with &quot;that's what YOU think.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
17. Claim that you must always wear a bicycle helmet as part of your &quot;astronaut training.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
18. Declare your apartment an independent nation, and sue your neighbors upstairs for &quot;violating your airspace&quot;.<br /> <br />
19. Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a &quot;real hoot.&quot;&nbsp;<br /> <br />
20. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
21. Practice making fax and modem noises.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
22. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and &quot;cc:&quot; them to your boss.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
23. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.&nbsp;<br /> <br />
24. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to......]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 11:26:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[laughin with our celebs and leaders a few genius quotes]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99641/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">&quot;Golden, 
Ripe, Boneless Bananas, 39 Cents A Pound.&quot; <br />
- Ad in the &quot;Missoulian&quot; by Orange Street Food Farm<br /> <br />
&quot;Sure there have been injuries and 
deaths in boxing - but none of them serious.&quot; <br />
- Alan Minter, Boxer<br /> <br />
&quot;I think that the film Clueless was 
very deep. I think it was deep in the way that it was very light. I 
think lightness has to come from a very deep place if it's true lightness.&quot; 
<br />
- Alicia Silverstone, Actress<br /> <br />
&quot;How to store your baby walker: First, remove 
baby.&quot; <br />
- Anonymous Manufacturer<br /> <br />
&quot;This is no longer a slum neighborhood. 
I haven't heard of a Cubs fan being shot in a long time.&quot; <br />
- Anonymous Wrigley Field Neighbor, Chicago, IL<br /> <br />
&quot;During the scrimmage, Tarkanian paced the 
sideline with his hands in his pockets while biting his nails.&quot; 
<br />
- AP report describing Fresno State basketball coach Jerry Tarkanian<br /> <br />
&quot;Two grand slams in a week - man, 
that's seven or eight ribbies right there.&quot; <br />
- Bill Madlock, Baseball broadcaster<br /> <br />
&quot;You guys line up alphabetically by height.&quot; 
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- Bill Peterson, Florida State football coach<br /> <br />
&quot;Men, I want you just thinking of 
one word all season. One word and one word only: Super Bowl.&quot; <br />
- Bill Peterson, football coach<br /> <br />
&quot;The internet is a great way to get on the 
net.&quot; <br />
- Bob Dole, Republican presidential candidate<br /> <br />
&quot;I get to go to lots of overseas places, 
like Canada.&quot; <br />
- Britney Spears, Pop Singer<br /> <br /> </font></strong></font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">&quot;Most 
cars on our roads have only one occupant, usually the driver.&quot; 
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- Carol Malia, BBC Anchorwoman<br /> <br />
&quot;The team has come along slow 
but fast.&quot; <br />
- Casey Stengel, Baseball player/manager<br /> <br /> <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">&quot;I 
think the team that wins Game 5 will win the series. Unless we lose 
Game 5.&quot; <br />
- Charles Barkley, NBA Basketball Player<br /> <br />
&quot;China is a big country, inhabited 
by many Chinese.&quot; <br />
- Charles De Gaulle, former French President</font></font></font></strong></font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000">&nbsp;</font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">&quot;Football 
players win football games.&quot;......</font></font></strong></font></p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 11:51:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[&quot;Suicide Hotline...Please Hold&quot;]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99607/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Man 
who walk through airport door sideways is going to Bangkok..<br /> </font></font></strong></font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Man who fart in church sit in own pew.<br /> <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Stand 
on toilet, get high on pot.<br />
Woman who dance while wearing jock 
strap have make believe ballroom.</font><br />
Woman who ride bicycle in city pedal ass all 
over town.<br />
A girl's best asset is her 'lie'ability.<br />
Man with hole in pocket feel cocky all day.<br />
Support bacteria -- it's the only culture 
some people have!<br />
Man who run behind car get exhausted.<br />
Virginity like bubble, one prick all 
gone.<br />
Man who eat jellybean fart in technicolor.</font></font></strong></font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Virginity 
like bubble, one prick all gone.<br />
Baby conceived on back seat of car with automatic 
transmission grow up to be shiftless bastard.<br /> </font></font></strong></font> </p> <p> <font color="#000000"><strong><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Woman who cooks beans and peas in same 
pot very unsanitary.<br />
Kotex not best thing on earth, but next to best 
thing.<br />
Man who marries a girl with no bust has 
right to feel low down.<br />
Squirrel who runs up woman's leg not find nuts.<br />
He who fishes in another man's well often 
catches crab.<br />
Man who speaks with forked tongue should not kiss 
balloons.<br />
He who sitteth on an upturned tack shall 
surely rise.  <br /> <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Even 
the greatest of whales is helpless in middle of desert.<br />
The hand that turneth the knob, opens the 
door..<br />
Man who sneezes without hanky takes matters into 
his own hands.<br />
He who eats to many prunes, sits on toilet 
many moons.  </font><br />
Man who drop watch in toilet bound to have shitty 
time.<br />
Man who fly plane upside down have crackup.<br />
War does not determine who is right, war determine 
who is left.<br />
Virginity like bubble, one prick all gone. 
<br /> <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">Man 
who eat prunes get good run for money.<br />
Wife who put husband in doghouse soon find 
him in cathouse.</font><br />
Man who fight with wife all day get no piece at 
night.<br />
Man with one chopstick go hungry.<br />
Man who live in glass house should change clothes 
in basement.<br />
Man who scratch ass should not bite fingernails.<br />
7/5th of all people do not understand fractions.<br />
43% of all statistics are worthless. 
<br /> <font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2">A 
bird in the hand is safer than one overhead.<br />
You can lead a fool......</font></font></font></strong></font></p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 11:34:55 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Funny quotes collection]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99595/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult.	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Energizer Bunny arrested, charged with battery.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?&nbsp;	
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.&nbsp;  
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Everyone needs believe in something. I believe I'll have another beer.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
If your wife wants to learn to drive, don't stand in her way.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Men should be like Kleenex, soft, strong and disposable.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Everybody wants to go to heaven; but nobody wants to die.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. It's just that yours is stupid.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I could've eaten Alphabits and crapped out a better essay!!&nbsp;	
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Worst excuse for not turning in homework: I couldn't find anyone to copy it from.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
The only reason people get lost in thought is because it's unfamiliar territory.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
What do you mean, my birth certificate expired?&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Guys: No Shirt, No Service - Gals: No Shirt, No Charge&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I am not a vegetarian because I love animals; I am a vegetarian because I hate plants.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Man invented language to satisfy his deep need to complain.&nbsp; 
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&quot;Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she'll take it anyway.&quot;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I have opinions of my own -- strong opinions -- but I don't always agree with them.......</p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 08:45:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Android™ delivers a complete set of software for mobile devices: an operating system]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99594/</link><description><![CDATA[<h3>Open</h3> <p>
Android was built from the ground-up to enable
developers to create compelling mobile applications that take full
advantage of all a handset has to offer. It was built to be truly open.
For example, an application can call upon any of the phone's core
functionality such as making calls, sending text messages, or using the
camera, allowing developers to create richer and more cohesive
experiences for users. Android is built on the open Linux Kernel.
Furthermore, it utilizes a custom virtual machine that was designed to
optimize memory and hardware resources in a mobile environment. Android
is open source; it can be liberally extended to incorporate new cutting
edge technologies as they emerge. The platform will continue to evolve
as the developer community works together to build innovative mobile
applications.
</p> <h3>All applications are created equal</h3> <p>
Android
does not differentiate between the phone's core applications and
third-party applications. They can all be built to have equal access to
a phone's capabilities providing users with a broad spectrum of
applications and services. With devices built on the Android Platform,
users are able to fully tailor the phone to their interests. They can
swap out the phone's homescreen, the style of the dialer, or any of the
applications. They can even instruct their phones to use their favorite
photo viewing application to handle the viewing of all photos.
</p> <h3>Breaking down application boundaries</h3> <p>
Android
breaks down the barriers to building new and innovative applications.
For example, a developer can combine information from the web with data
on an individual's mobile phone -- such as the user's contacts,
calendar, or geographic location -- to provide a more relevant user
experience. With Android, a developer can build an application that
enables users to view the location of their friends and be alerted when
they are in the vicinity giving them a chance to connect.
</p> <h3>Fast &amp; easy application development</h3> <p>
Android
provides access......</p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 08:35:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Capitalism and Murder]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99588/</link><description><![CDATA[<x-disabled-div> <span class="sanitized"> <p> <strong>Maybe the media only make it seem that there are more serial and
mass murders happening in our country today than in the past. But
whether the numbers are up or down, it still stuns us when people,
always men and boys, kill simply for the sake of killing, killing not
only strangers, fellow students, co-workers and their own families, but
often themselves as well. The reasons are always obscure, though
newspaper columnists and lots of other folks have their theories. I&rsquo;ll
get to mine in a moment.</strong> </p> <p> <strong>A recent New York Times Op-Ed
piece by Frank Rich looks at a number of recent murder sprees and
concludes that &quot;Much of our speculation about&hellip; mass-killers is &hellip;simply
useless&quot;. The hatreds that motivate such killers cannot be eradicated
in a free country, nor &quot;sadly, can that indefinable element [in people]
that, if only for lack of a more precise term, we call evil.&quot;</strong> </p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I
agree that there is no way to blame all these various events on one
simple factor like television violence, the availability of guns, or
the gap between the rich and the poor. Perhaps no matter what
enlightened social policies are followed, there will always be the
occasional emotional crash that can only be satisfied by going down in
flames while taking with you as many of those around you as you can.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
But
there is a way of thinking about this problem that you don&rsquo;t see in the
mass media: What about thealienation from ourselves and our community
that Marx claims is the result of organizing our lives together in the
way we know as Capitalism? Of course it is only a very vague clich&eacute; to
attribute social ills to alienation, so I&rsquo;d like to try to make this
idea more vivid and therefore more useful.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
But before
we talk about alienation, I want tosay something about these animals
that have evolved, culturally andhistorically, into capitalists and
workers and consumers and political leaders and activists. Many people......</p></span></>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 08:10:26 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Government dont want no competition: Capitalism = Organized Crime]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99587/</link><description><![CDATA[<span class="sanitized"> <p> <strong>The TV series The Sopranos suggests
sometimes that the only difference between big business and organized
crime is the mob's willingness to use murder to accomplish its ends
&quot;Capitalism is organized crime.&quot; the thought keeps coming back to me.
Capitalism is a way of organizing crime in such a way that it can
masquerade as something altogether different. </strong> </p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
But
at bottom, they are the same. To understand this is to see that
capitalism cannot be reformed; it has to be transformed into something
else.
</p> <p>
If we are going to see the crime hiding in capitalism, we
have to have a clear idea of what crime is. What would a criminal moral
philosophy look like? Listen to Norman Bucklew, serving a life-sentence
for murder and armed robbery in Leavenworth:
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I'm a
thief. I don't think robbing a bank is wrong. If I want to take the
money in a bank, then I'm going to take it, and if you catch me and put
me in prison, I'm not going to sniffle about being in the pen. But
don't try to tell me what I did was wrong? 
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I don't
respect the law because laws are for people who are weak and need them.
If someone comes into my house and takes something, I'm not going to
call a cop. I'm going to deal with it, and if I'm not man enough to get
it back, then that guy has a right to take whatever he wants because I
don't really deserve to own it. That's how society should be. If
justice needs to be applied, I will apply it, and the reason that I
have a right to apply it is because I have the power to do it. Having
the power gives me permission.? As a child I was taught not to be a
stool pigeon. Don't tattle on other kids. I was taught if someone hits
you, you hit them back, and if they even think about hitting you again,
you make them never want to see you again..? I might die in prison, but
I'm not going to become an upstanding member of your society, because
in order to that I would have to become a stool pigeon and always run
to the cops, a coward......</p></span>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 08:01:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[What is the foundation of moral life? Why Capitalism is Evil?]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99585/</link><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" class="blogPostDetails"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="middle">
			Posted by M@rt1n on June 16, 2009
			</td> <td align="right" valign="middle">&nbsp;</td> </tr> </tbody> </table> <x-disabled-div> <span class="sanitized"> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p> <strong>What reason can anyone give me to not to prefer the annihilation of all mankind to a scratch on my finger?</strong> </p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I
have been trying to make capitalism look bad as bad as it really is. I
have argued that capitalism is war, and that those of us who do not own
capital suffer from it just as do civilian populations caught between
opposing armies, or as foot soldiers conscripted into armies fighting
for interests that are not our own.&nbsp; I've tried to show that capitalism
is the violent negation of democracy, for it is the interests of those
who own capital that determine how we live: their jobs, products,
services, manufactured culture, and propaganda shape our lives and our
minds.&nbsp;&nbsp; 
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Today I'd like to point to the ways in
which capital undermines the foundation of moral life.&nbsp; Well, what is
the foundation of moral life?&nbsp;What makes it possible for human beings
to recognize that they have responsibilities to each other and to their
communities?&nbsp; For example: What could possibly make anyone willing to
pay living wages to workers in Indonesia or Haiti if you canget them to
work for less? The 18th Century philosopher David Hume asks, What
reason can anyone give me to notto prefer the annihilation of all
mankind to a scratch on my finger? Hume is one of many philosophers who
argue that no such reason can be given.&nbsp;This means that the foundation
of ethics lies not in reason, but rather in our passions or our hearts.
For Hume it is part of our nature that we feel sympathy for each other,
and thissympathy counters our narrow self-interest.&nbsp;&nbsp; Other
philosophers have taken similar positions. 
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Josiah
Royce an American philosopher ofthe last century argued that you do not
really understand another person if youdo not understand her
aspirations, fears, and needs. But to understand someone's feelings is,
in part, to sharethem.&nbsp; And you......</p></span></>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:57:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A hypothetical scenario]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99584/</link><description><![CDATA[<table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" class="blogPostDetails">
	<tbody>
		<tr>
			<td valign="middle">&nbsp;</td>
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	</tbody>
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<x-disabled-div>
<span class="sanitized">
<p>
Here's a purely hypothetical scenario. Let's say you were a
dedicated imperial militarist who believed that your country's
security, prestige and financial interests could best be served by war
and the ever-present threat of war. Let's say you had some really hot
and juicy operations going on, endless deadly conflicts that were
pouring hundreds of billions of dollars into your war machine and
entrenching national policy even more deeply in the militarist
philosophy the machtpolitik that you believe in. 
</p>
<p>
&nbsp;
</p>
<p>
But
there's a problem. The general public the cow-like herd out there that
doesn't understand grand strategy the way you and your fellow elites do
is growing weary, and wary, of your Long War. The national treasury is
bankrupt, the national infrastructure is rotting, the nation's
communities are dying; millions of people are out of work, losing their
homes, losing their dreams, spiraling down into want, privation and
despair. Yet you have big plans to escalate the war, expand your war
machine, and maintain the global dominance that you believe is the
right and natural role for your special nation and its elites. What to
do? How to galvanize the truculent, self-absorbed herd into
enthusiastically supporting your vital agenda once more? 
</p>
<p>
&nbsp;
</p>
</span>
</x-disabled-div>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:47:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Civil Initiative]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99583/</link><description><![CDATA[<x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000">Civil
Initiative is formed by this function: Our responsibility for
protecting the persecuted must be balanced by our accountability to the
legal order.<br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000">As formed by accountability, Civil Initiative is NON-VIOLENT, TRUTHFUL, DIALOGICAL, VOLUNTEER-BASED and COMMUNITY-CENTERED.<br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000">NONVIOLENCE checks vigilantism, Civil Initiative neither evades nor seizes police powers.<br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000">TRUTHFULNESS is the foundation for accountability, Civil Initiative must be open and subject to public examination.<br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <strong><font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font></strong> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><strong>Civil
Initiative is protecting those whose rights are being violated
regardless of the victim's ideological position or political usefulness.</strong><br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><strong>Civil Initiative</strong> is <strong>DIALOGICAL</strong>, addressing government officials as persons, not just as adversaries or functionaries. Any genuine reconciliation of <strong>Civil Initiative</strong> with bureaucratic practice--the discovery of an accommodation that does not compromise human rights-- is a joint achievement: <strong>Civil Initiative</strong> can never be based on non-negotiable demands.<br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000">Action that is to victim's needs for protection distinguishes <strong>Civil Initiative</strong>
from reactions that are primarily symbolic or expressive.&nbsp; As a
corollary, media coverage and public opinion are of secondary
importance when our central concern is to do justice rather than to
petition others to do it.<br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><strong>Civil Initiative</strong>'s emergency exercise of governmental functions is <strong>VOLUNTEER-BASED</strong>.
The community must never forfeit its duty to protect the victims of
human rights violations, but no new bureaucracy should be formed that
would oppose the return of governmental functions to those
constitutionally designated to assume responsibility.<br /> </font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div>
&nbsp;
</x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" class="size12 ArialBlack12" color="#000000"><strong>Civil Initiative</strong> is <strong>COMMUNITY-CENTERED</strong>.&nbsp;
To actualize our exercise of civil initiative must be socially
sustained and congregationally coherent; it must integrate, outlast and
outreach individual acts of conscience.</font> </x-disabled-div> <x-disabled-div>
&nbsp;
</x-disabled-div> <font face="Arial" size="2" color="#000000">Online <strong>Civil Initiative</strong>
can be an useful instrument to implement an democracy strategy.
Citizens......</font></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></></>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:45:01 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[LOL]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99582/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils ...
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's
also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
I told my wife that a husband is like a fine wine; he gets better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Girls are like phones. We love to be held, talked too but if you press the wrong button you'll be disconnected!&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.&nbsp; 	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
There are no stupid questions, just stupid people.&nbsp; 	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Son, if you really want something in this life, you have to work for
it. Now quiet! They're about to announce the lottery numbers.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
You laugh because I'm different...........<br />
I laugh cause I just farted!&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?<br />
'Hold my purse.'&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Men are like bank accounts.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
What you call dog with no legs?<br />
Don't matter what you call him, he ain't gonna come.&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&quot;Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.&quot;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?&nbsp;	   
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p> <p>
&nbsp;
</p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:42:47 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why can't we all get along together??]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99581/</link><description><![CDATA[<span class="personal_text BodyText">The Budha Says: Man is the master
of his destiny, God has little to do, in that case, with man. It was,
therefore, unimportant whether God did exist or not. <br /> <br />
What little joy there is in life is driven out by sickness and the fear
of death, this is the noble truth of suffering: birth is suffering,
sickness is suffering, death is suffering. Not to attain what we desire
is suffering.&rdquo; In short, desire is at the root of all sufferings.
Remedy? We should reduce our desires to have a happier life. Suffering
is not natural, nor is it the result to karma. This is all escapism. <br /> <br />
Is there no antidote to suffering? There is. Reduction of desires is
one antidotes, serving humanity is another. One says: &ldquo;There is no
higher service than the welfare of mankind.&rdquo; And he set the example. He
built roads, planted trees, built hospitals for men and all living
creatures, constructed rest houses, dug wells, etc. And he gave up war.
All his endeavours have but their one objective to pay the debt to the
people, to render them as happy as possible.&rdquo; Our highest duty as human
beings is to find ways to be free from all kinds of suffering &hellip;We must
practice that which gives us happiness,&rdquo;. Believe nothing because a
wise man said it. Believe nothing because it is said to be divine.
Believe only what you yourself judge to be true.&rdquo; be like lamps unto
yourselves, betake yourselves to no external refuge.&rdquo; What is more,
&ldquo;place no head above your own.&rdquo; Budha was telling them not to depend
even on his words. <br /> <br />
At the heart of all things lies zen. Zen is a philosophy of being. It is a philosophy of existence.
<br /> <br />
The buddha says: &quot;Learn to let go. That is the key to happiness.&quot; 
<br />
The buddha says: &quot;Joy comes not through possession or ownership, but through a wise and loving heart.&quot; 
<br />
The buddha says: &quot;There is only one time when it is essential to awaken. That time is now.&quot;
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The buddha says: &quot;The trouble is that......</span>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:33:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[I'm back blogging]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/99549/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
as some of my faithfull readers might know i haven't post any blogs for a while i'm srry it took so long for me to post a new blog but i was unable to post new posts( my new posts button was missing so i could'nt post anything but now i'm back online found a way to post again on my blog,
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many thanks for reading the shit i post hope you enjoy cheers from NL 
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the country club one day, and the conversation turned
to the subject of their respective dogs, which were apparently
quite extraordinary. A wager was placed on who had the
most intelligent dog.<br />
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The physician offered to show his dog first, and called
to the parking lot, &quot;Hippocrates, come!&quot; Hippocrates
ran in, and was told by the doctor to do his stuff.<br />
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Hippocrates ran to the golf course and dug for a while,
producing a number of bones. He dragged the bones into
the country club, and assembled them into a complete, fully
articulated human skeleton. The physician patted Hippocrates
on the head, and gave him a cookie for his efforts.<br />
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The architect was only marginally impressed, and called
for his dog, &quot;Sliderule, come!&quot; Sliderule ran
in, and was told to do his stuff.<br />
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The dog immediately chewed the skeleton to rubble, but
reassembled the fragments into a scale model of the Taj
Mahal. The architect patted his dog and gave him a cookie.<br />
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The attorney watched the other two dogs, and called &quot;Bullshit,
come!&quot; Bullshit entered and was told to do his stuff.<br />
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Bullshit immediately sodomised the other two dogs, stole
their cookies, auctioned the Taj Mahal replica to the other
club members for his fee, and went outside to play golf.
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not at all happy with his accommodations. He complained
to St. Peter, who told him that his only recourse was
to appeal his assignment. <br />
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The attorney immediately advised
that he intended to appeal, but was then told that he
would be waiting at least three years before his appeal
could be heard.<br />
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The attorney protested that a three year wait was unconscionable,
but his words fell on deaf ears. The lawyer was then approached
by the devil, who told him that he would be able to arrange
an appeal to be heard in a few days, if the attorney was
willing to change venue to Hell. <br />
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When the attorney asked why appeals could be heard so much
sooner in Hell, he was told, &quot;We have all of the judges.&quot;]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 17:11:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A NEW YORK DIVORCE LAWYER]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/89277/</link><description><![CDATA[A New York Divorce Lawyer died and arrived at the pearly
gates. Saint Peter asks him &quot;What have you done
to merit entrance into Heaven?&quot; <br />
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The Lawyer thought a moment, then said, &quot;A week ago,
I gave a quarter to a homeless person on the street.&quot; Saint
Peter asked Gabriel to check this out in the record, and
after a moment Gabriel affirmed that this was true. <br />
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Saint Peter said, &quot;Well , that's fine, but it's not
really quite enough to get you into Heaven.&quot; <br />
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The Lawyer said, &quot;Wait Wait! There's more! Three years
ago I also gave a homeless person a quarter.&quot; Saint
Peter nodded to Gabriel, who after a moment nodded back,
affirming this, too, had been verified.<br />
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Saint Peter then whispered to Gabriel, &quot;Well, what
do you suggest we do with this fellow?&quot;<br />
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Gabriel gave the Lawyer a sidelong glance, then said to
Saint Peter, &quot;Let's give him back his 50 cents and
tell him to go to Hell.&quot;]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 17:08:08 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Brutal gangland masterpiece Gomorrah simply blows you away]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/89275/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <u><strong>Gomorrah </strong></u> </p> <p>
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&quot;Gomorra&quot; is an inside look at Italy's modern-day crime families a contemporary Neapolitan mob drama that exposes Italy's
criminal underbelly by telling five stories of individuals who think
they can make their own compact with Camorra, the area's Mafia. 
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Brutal and unrelenting, this documentary-style expose of the Camorra --
the Naples equivalent of the Sicilian mafia -- burns away all hints of
Hollywood glamour and leaves in its place a depressingly grim portrayal
of entrenched corruption as not just merely endemic to Italian (and
international) business and culture, but perhaps even essential as a
wheel-greasing mechanism. Director Matteo Garrone -- working from a
nonfiction book by journalist Roberto Saviano that garnered the writer
death threats from the Camorra -- unsentimentally throws us into five
different stories of the murderous shadow the organization casts over
the lives of ordinary people, from youngsters who want in because,
ironically, they&rsquo;ve bought into the <em>Scarface</em> sheen to honest
businessfolk who cannot escape the Camorra&rsquo;s grasp, and spares us none
of the violence, greed, recklessness, or soullessness of these people
for whom &ldquo;criminal&rdquo; seems too kind a term. Italy&rsquo;s official submission
to the Best Foreign Language Film category at the most recent Academy
Awards and winner of the Grand Prize at Cannes in 2008, this is a film
for only the most passionate of film fans. There is nothing redemptive
here, nothing uplifting or hopeful, and it will try the indulgence of
even the most generous seeker of stories with its refusal to pander to
our instinct for satisfying narrative. It&rsquo;s not that there aren&rsquo;t
rewards here, but they are cold and bleak. 
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Great films change the way we think about cinema. A masterpiece can alter our
perception of life. Matteo Garrone&rsquo;s startling film, <em>Gomorrah</em>,
about the criminal underworld in Naples, is one of these rare movies.......</p>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:53:22 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[IL DIVO The uncrowned king of post-war Italian politics]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/89274/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
Il Divo&nbsp; 
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The uncrowned king of post-war Italian politics, Giulio Andreotti, might be the subject of Paolo Sorrentino&rsquo;s nominal biopic <em>Il divo</em>, but it is as an incisive portrait of Italian politics in general that it impresses. Unlike Stephen Frears&rsquo;<em> The Queen</em>,
in which an icon of power became human through solid acting and a
strong screenplay, Andreotti, a seven-time Prime Minister and senator
for life, remains an impenetrable enigma in Sorrentino&rsquo;s film, hiding,
like he does in real life, behind a barrage of funnily ironic remarks
and a smoke screen carefully orchestrated by himself and his kowtowing
entourage. The first 30 minutes of the film are pure filmmaking genius
but the remaining 70 minutes might prove rather abstract for those
unfamiliar with Italian politics, though as an allegory of how the
Italian political machine works in general it is still as close to
reality as any film is likely to get. The film is one the Competition
entries at the 2008 Cannes Film Festival. 
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After presenting a
glossary of terms needed to make some sense of the intricate web of
Italian power politics, Sorrentino hurries away from the conventions of
stuffy political biopics as quickly as he can, using humour (including
a quote from Andreotti&rsquo;s mother), <em>Fight Club</em>-like camerawork
and editing, explanatory credits that are mirrored or upside down
before finding the right direction, a dryly witty voice over by
Andreotti (Toni Servillo) and a frenetically cut sequence of &quot;natural&quot;
deaths and murders associated at various times with the politician and
his interests. Completely off-kilter and set to blaring punk music by
Cassius, the sequence is a brilliant coup de theatre of a director who
displays a confidence in his abilities like few other contemporary
Italian directors do. 
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Of
course the momentum of this assault on the senses is difficult to
maintain, and though Sorrentino references it throughout the film, the
narrative......</div>]]></description><author>tjio (WeCanChangeTheWorld Forum)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 16:41:59 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>