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Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain
Why the early bird gets the worm
Life isn’t always fair,
and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
He declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home without the burglar suing you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents Truth and Trust, by his wife Discretion, his daughter Responsibility, and his son Reason. He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: I Know My Rights; I Want It Now; Someone Else Is To Blame; and I’m A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
(Printed in The London Times)
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain
Why the early bird gets the worm
Life isn’t always fair,
and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
He declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home without the burglar suing you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents Truth and Trust, by his wife Discretion, his daughter Responsibility, and his son Reason. He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: I Know My Rights; I Want It Now; Someone Else Is To Blame; and I’m A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
(Printed in The London Times)
Written 25 June 2009
Written 29 May 2009
Written 28 May 2009
I raise my glass to the man who finally voiced everything I've thought concerning racial equality and racism.
Michael Richards is better known as Kramer from TV's Seinfeld series.
This was his defence speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act.
He makes some very interesting points. He said:
I'm proud To Be White.
Someone finally said it.
How many are actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc.
And then there are just Americans.
You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You Call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman' ... and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner , Gook, or Chink ... You call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah.
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET (White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day, you would call us racists.
If we had White History Month , we'd be racists.
If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' OUR lives we'd be racists.
We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce.
Wonder who pays for that?
A white woman could not be in the Miss Black American pageant, but any colour can be in the Miss America pageant. If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships you know we'd be racists. There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US. Yet if there were 'White colleges' THAT would be a racist college.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists. You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it.
But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us.
But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.
I am proud.
But you call me a racist.
Why is it that only whites can be racists?
There is nothing improper about this e-mail.
Let's see which of you are proud enough to send it on.
This was his defence speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act.
He makes some very interesting points. He said:
I'm proud To Be White.
Someone finally said it.
How many are actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc.
And then there are just Americans.
You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You Call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman' ... and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner , Gook, or Chink ... You call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah.
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET (White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day, you would call us racists.
If we had White History Month , we'd be racists.
If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' OUR lives we'd be racists.
We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce.
Wonder who pays for that?
A white woman could not be in the Miss Black American pageant, but any colour can be in the Miss America pageant. If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships you know we'd be racists. There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US. Yet if there were 'White colleges' THAT would be a racist college.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists. You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it.
But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us.
But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.
I am proud.
But you call me a racist.
Why is it that only whites can be racists?
There is nothing improper about this e-mail.
Let's see which of you are proud enough to send it on.
Today was another uninteresting, typical day. I slept till about half one (so lazy! LOL), then I painted my room a bit - the rest of the coving that hadn't been finished. I'm feeling really irritable though and wanted a cigarette so I went out to pick up Wolfy. We went to tesco, got some fags, had a smoke and came back to mine. She's still doing updates on her new laptop and stuff. I painted the skirting board in my room; well, half of it. Still got two walls to do, but that can wait for tomorrow or another day.
RS
RS
- Mood:
irritated
Today was a normal day. I woke up. I played on Saints Row 2 (on the XBox 360) for a while. I don't actually have one of them - that's Laura's. But SR2 is a great game. I love it. Then we went to Lynn for bit and I got a notebook and Wolfy got a new laptop. I'm very jealous now 'cause I want to get a new computer. I want a desktop but of course I can't get one until I have a desk to put it on. I should have one of those by the end of the week though, adn then, fingers crossed, I can get a new computer.
So that was it really.
RS
So that was it really.
RS
Title: Buttons
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: Michael finds Alex sleeping in the tunnel and pokes him.
Characters: Michael Scofield, Alex Mahone, James Whistler.
Word Count: 906
( “Uh huh,” Michael agreed, quite obviously in the belief that Alex was crazy. )
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: Michael finds Alex sleeping in the tunnel and pokes him.
Characters: Michael Scofield, Alex Mahone, James Whistler.
Word Count: 906
( “Uh huh,” Michael agreed, quite obviously in the belief that Alex was crazy. )
Title: I'm Joining the Order
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters and storylines are copyright J.K. Rowling.
Summary: Draco expresses his wish to join the order. Lucius isn't impressed
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy
Pairings: HP/DM, JP/LM
Word Count: 575
( They do not join poncy little groups dedicated to fighting people they mistakenly think are beneath them! )
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters and storylines are copyright J.K. Rowling.
Summary: Draco expresses his wish to join the order. Lucius isn't impressed
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy
Pairings: HP/DM, JP/LM
Word Count: 575
( They do not join poncy little groups dedicated to fighting people they mistakenly think are beneath them! )
Title: Names
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: Pam Mahone thinks about her ex-husband and why she kept his name.
Characters: Pam Mahone. Mentions of Alex and Cameron Mahone.
Word Count: 431
( It had hurt a lot. It still did. )
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: Pam Mahone thinks about her ex-husband and why she kept his name.
Characters: Pam Mahone. Mentions of Alex and Cameron Mahone.
Word Count: 431
( It had hurt a lot. It still did. )
Title: What She Wants To Hear
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: C-Note tells Dede where that "Get Well" teddy bear came from.
Characters: Benjamin “C-Note” Franklin, Dede Franklin
Word Count: 423
( It was such an innocent statement. )
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Prison Break and all related characters and storylines are copyright Paul Scheuring and company.
Summary: C-Note tells Dede where that "Get Well" teddy bear came from.
Characters: Benjamin “C-Note” Franklin, Dede Franklin
Word Count: 423
( It was such an innocent statement. )
Title: Bite Me
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters and storylines belong to Joss Whedon and company.
Summary: Spike gets another human visitor, but this one’s much different to the last. And Buffy turns up to help out.
Characters: Spike, Buffy, OC
Author notes: Set about a week after A Bad Day. The same idea – human in Spike’s crypt – but with a very different type of person, and thus a very different reaction on everyone’s part.
Word Count: 1,528
( “Oh my god! A vampire! A real, live vampire!” )
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters and storylines belong to Joss Whedon and company.
Summary: Spike gets another human visitor, but this one’s much different to the last. And Buffy turns up to help out.
Characters: Spike, Buffy, OC
Author notes: Set about a week after A Bad Day. The same idea – human in Spike’s crypt – but with a very different type of person, and thus a very different reaction on everyone’s part.
Word Count: 1,528
( “Oh my god! A vampire! A real, live vampire!” )
Title: A Bad Day
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters and storylines belongs to Joss Whedon and company.
Summary: Spike should learn to shut the door to his crypt.
Characters: Spike, OC.
Author notes: I've never written a BTVS fanfic before. I'm very open to criticism (as long as you're nice about it). I've only been into the fandom for a month so I'm not that confident about my writing as I am in other areas.
The fic came about after the idea of what would happen if a human entered Spike's crypt. It's set during "Dead Things", just after Buffy left Spike outside the police station all beat up.
Also, if you can think of a better title, I'd be very grateful because this one pretty much sucks.
Word Count: 1,988
( “She was attacked by a dog or something. Better hurry. She might not make it.” He was unable to fake any worry about the fact. )
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters and storylines belongs to Joss Whedon and company.
Summary: Spike should learn to shut the door to his crypt.
Characters: Spike, OC.
Author notes: I've never written a BTVS fanfic before. I'm very open to criticism (as long as you're nice about it). I've only been into the fandom for a month so I'm not that confident about my writing as I am in other areas.
The fic came about after the idea of what would happen if a human entered Spike's crypt. It's set during "Dead Things", just after Buffy left Spike outside the police station all beat up.
Also, if you can think of a better title, I'd be very grateful because this one pretty much sucks.
Word Count: 1,988
( “She was attacked by a dog or something. Better hurry. She might not make it.” He was unable to fake any worry about the fact. )
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