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An Ode to Anger, Or, Rant Deluxe: THE GREAT DRIFTING

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The Reasons Why: NEGLECT

This man who wrote this is an uncaring, jerkface tool. Reasons why: Continue reading

The Problems With Royality: MARY, MARY

FASHION, n. A despot whom the wise ridicule and obey.
A king there was who lost an eye
In some excess of passion;
And straight his courtiers all did try
To follow the new fashion.

Each dropped one eyelid when before
The throne he ventured, thinking
‘Twould please the king. That monarch swore
He’d slay them all for winking.

What should they do? They were not hot
To hazard such disaster;
They dared not close an eye — dared not
See better than their master.

Seeing them lacrymose and glum,
A leech consoled the weepers:
He spread small rags with liquid gum
And covered half their peepers.

The court all wore the stuff, the flame
Of royal anger dying.
That’s how court-plaster got its name
Unless I’m greatly lying.
Naramy Oof

Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary
US author & satirist (1842 – 1914)

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Evil Genius: A HISTORY OF FAILURES

On two occasions, I have been asked [by members of Parliament], ‘Pray, Mr. Babbage, if you put into the machine wrong figures, will the right answers come out?’ I am not able to rightly apprehend the kind of confusion of ideas that could provoke such a question.

Charles Babbage (1791-1871)

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Agony Wagon: TOTAL REFORM

The two most common elements in the universe are Hydrogen and stupidity.
Harlan Ellison
US science fiction author & screenwriter (1934 – )

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The Failings of Mankind: MASS DELUSIONS

The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.
Edith Sitwell
English biographer, critic, novelist, & poet (1887 – 1964)

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Arrested Development: THE ENLIGHTENED FAMILY

The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it.
Friedrich Nietzsche
German philosopher (1844 – 1900)

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