- Staff
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- Staff
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First off I want to say how sick I am of being flooded with overused terminology and the majority of reasons for both justification or disapproval. People on one side use the term "closure" - which makes no sense to me as friends and family members have been removed permanently from the earth prematurely. On the other side, the argument "two wrongs don't make a right" is often spoken, but that's a pretty empty statement when just tossed around like the tired old proverb it is.
The death penalty is wrong: as we owe an intangible knowledge our families, our children and future generations, to closely examine people who have been produced by our own society. We need to be responsible for our own products, our own actions, our own people, and find out what needs to change in order to raise our children to benefit the world they are a part of. It's a shame sociologists, psychologists, biologists and other scientists will not have McVeigh as a specimen to poke, prod, pick at for years, use for research and learn from. The man was willing to die from the beginning, knowing full well what he was in for. He met the fate he chose six years ago this past Monday. He chose his destiny and they gave him what he wanted. He was not punished, we all were.
- Graeme Rowland
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If elected
- I'd get a law in to have anyone who didn't have a hand in writing that song who described it as 'nausea' publicly flogged. Not whipped, you understand, but flogged to Collectors on Ebay...
- All daytime DJ's would be executed by guillotine and their heads displayed at branches of HMV which would then all be exploded with bombs made by Thorn EMI in an interactive Duchampian installation.
- Gilbert & Lewis would be given the sounds of the explosions to remix. The public would all be fed the results via Radio 1-4 for a week solid.
- They'd be quite free to call it 'boring' we can't be having fascism now can we not unless we lie like a Blair!
- Next I'd ban fox hunting and have all former hunters chased thru the hills by naked Asian youths from Oldham astride honking elephants, whilst tree huggers blast 'Dearth of the Cold' by Ocsid from ghetto blasters amongst the leaves. Once run to ground the red coat scum would be slowly eviscerated and left to rot, Brian Ferry especially. The government would make a coat from his pelt and present it to Eno with an MBE in loving respect of his devotion to lost cause moneyspinners like James & U2.
- Then I'd have a Dome installation at 'The Dome' and invite everyone from this list for free at the 'expense of the tax payer' (sic).
- MacDonalds would be forced to distribute lentils to the homeless, and all their shops would be converted to drop in centres for junkies and others in need of excess fat.
- Copies of the first Killing Joke album would be given to everyone in preparation for the coming apocalypse.
- Work would be abolished by automation, and a tape loop robot installed at 10 Downing Street.
We don't promise anything but the best!
"The best what?" said kids on TV.
The country went to the dogs.
- Staff
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- Staff
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turbid \TER-bid\ (adjective)
- : thick or opaque with or as if with roiled sediment
- : characterized by or producing obscurity (as of mind or emotions) : confused, muddled*
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According to one reviewer, Chauncey's first book was "the turbid and rambling product of an unclear mind."
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"Turbid" and "turgid" (which means "swollen, distended"
or "overblown, pompous, or bombastic") are two words so
frequently mistaken for one another that they could have been
invented to keep dictionary makers in business. Not only do
these two words differ by only a letter, but, adding to the
confusion, they are often used in contexts where either word
might fit. For example, a flooded stream is often both
distended and muddy, and badly written prose is often both
obscure and grandiloquent. Nevertheless, the distinction between
these two words, however fine, is an important one for conveying
exact shades of meaning, so it's a good idea to keep them straight.
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- Staff
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- Staff
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Ingredients:
- 1 Gallon of Fresh Apple Cider (not that alcoholic processed garbage, but the real stuff you can find in your grocer's refridgerator)
- Cloves
- Cranberries
- 2 Oranges
- Orange Juice
- Cinnamon Sticks
- Ground Cinnamon
- Ground Nutmeg
- Brandy (Ginger Brandy recommended but not necessary)
- Dump approximately 1/2 gallon of cider in a
large pot, slice up two oranges and add them with a handful of
cranberries. Add only a small splash of orange juice. Add some cloves
but don't go overboard. Add the ground cinnamon and ground nutmeg to
your desire and let sit on a low heat for at least a half-hour. When
the oranges have sunk and look pretty drunk and the cranberries have
gone soft, it's time to enjoy! Ladel the cider into some thick mugs,
add the brandy and a cinnamon stick. Wander out to the livingroom and
gather around the stereophonic hi-fi for an evening of socializing
around some of the finest selections to suit your evening.
- Staff
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The most important vote however on Election Day is never the president. Your local and state politics are most important since they will effect you the most. Pay attention to ballot questions because it's your chance to say what you think is right for your state. Read the questions carefully and keep in mind that while tax cuts look good on paper, they might be cutting into education or other necessary funding. Pay attention to who's supporting which question and ask yourself who's causes would you rather support,... Whatever you do, get out there and vote.
- Staff
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It's nice that the New York Times will feature something like this, as these budding scenes should not go unrecognized. Reading further through the article, I'm somewhat disturbed when I find my former boss, Leigh Lust quoted. Lust was my boss at Capitol in A&R, now he works for Elektra in A&R, and he still doesn't get it. The man's a great man, but he talks about how the Icelandic bands should collaborate with English writers so their songs can be done in English, thus making them more commercially viable abroad. Is he that much of a buffoon to think that the people of Iceland don't already know English and choose to sing in Icelandic?
Hearing somebody sing in their native tongue and reading along with translated lyrics in a booklet is like watching a foreign film with subtitles while having the songs re-done in English is like watching a foreign film dubbed. A person like Lust has been so involved inside the music biz for so long, that it seems he's forgotten what art means. Score 1 for the NY Times, 0 for the major-label music industry.
- Brian Conniffe
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