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Today’s news is from Harry Chapin’s “The Was Only One Choice”: There’s a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool Shivering in his dungerees, but still he’s going to school His cheeks are made of peach fuzz — his hopes may be the same But he’s signed up as a soldier … Read more

The Great Helgiria Goat Bubble This came up in a Slashdot discussion about the economics of buying and selling virtual property in Project Entropia. Hilarious and insightful!

This poem reminds me of my father, who is sick with a brain tumour that makes it difficult for him to speak. I love him so much. Dylan Thomas has the words… Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying … Read more