Sunlight
“Publicity is justly commended as a remedy for social and industrial diseases. Sunlight is said to be the best of disinfectants; electric light the most efficient policeman.” – Louis D. Brandeis
“Publicity is justly commended as a remedy for social and industrial diseases. Sunlight is said to be the best of disinfectants; electric light the most efficient policeman.” – Louis D. Brandeis
“The best pace is a suicide pace, and today is a good day to die.” “Somebody may beat me, but they are going to have to bleed to do it.” “A lot of people run a race to see who’s the fastest. I run to see who has the most guts.” – Steve Prefontaine, taken from his Wikipedia entry If the movie “Without Limits” is true to the spirit of Steve Prefontaine, I think he and I would have had a lot in common. Starting with our attitudes.
“We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.” “How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the …
Just saw “A Scanner Darkly.” I’ve seen bad reviews. I’ve seen good reviews. It is good. Linklater didn’t make it funny as some have criticized, though parts of it are. Humor happens sometimes even amidst bad situations. “What does a scanner see?” he asked himself. I mean, really see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does a passive infrared scanner like they used to use or a cube-type holo-scanner like they use these days, the latest thing, see into me – into us – clearly or darkly? I hope it does, he thought, see clearly, because I can’t any longer these days see into myself. I see only murk. Murk outside; murk inside. I hope, for everyone’s sake, the …
“There are no asterisks in this life. Only scoreboards.” – Ari Gold, Entourage
“I love mankind; it’s people I can’t stand.” – Charles Schulz
“We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” – T.S. Eliot
This appeared in PostSecret‘s last posting. I love reading PostSecret. A lot of them are depressing, but lots are inspiring, and some funny ones, too. Like the recent one about Cassius the dog. “It is, I think, that we are all so alone in what lies deepest in our souls, so unable to find the words, and perhaps the courage to speak with unlocked hearts, that we don’t know at all that it is the same with others.” – from “A Severe Mercy” by Sheldon VanAuken
“There’s no such thing as tough. There’s trained and untrained.” – Denzel Washington’s character John Creasy, Man on Fire. I have 19 comments, all spam, waiting to be moderated. They have all arrived in the last 12 hours. Time to deal with this situation. A blog cannot operate without comments. It’s a conversation, even if I do sometimes talk a lot. Ten minutes in a room with me and a spammer will never send spam again. Ten minutes in a room with me and a script kiddie will never h4X0r any b0X3z again. Grrr. I’ve got all comments set to be moderated — I’ll build a way out of this tomorrow. In the meantime, sorry if your comments get delayed.
“The best thing I ever read on a toilet wall was at Gabe’s Oasis in Iowa City. It [read] ‘Your mom swims out to meet troop ships‘” – Neko Case, from her web site. I’ve heard from two of you now that your news readers caught my inadvertent del.icio.us bookmarking of that page with obscure sexual terms. You were wondering if I’d nuked that post. Yes. I was feeling self-conscious, but you know, I’ll make you a deal. I think stuff like that is funny, and I bookmarked it without thinking, which shows you that I’m getting used to del.icio.us as part of my life. Like, who the hell comes up with those terms? I’d love to use some of …