Tuesday, August 17, 2010

"The New Science of Morality"



This year, for her birthday, I bought my wife a stunning assortment of rifles.

http://edge.org/3rd_culture/morality10/morality10_index.html


Monday, June 28, 2010

flaws in design



“…I assert that the Pied Piper virus does not destroy the ability to communicate, for humans can scarcely communicate in the first place. If we could, there would never be a disagreement, misunderstanding, or war. Such asininity is an expression of mutual dementia, a recondite stupidity, an inability to empathize with each other’s experiences. Language only makes matters worse by allowing us to manipulate our own and one another’s perception of the world. In my estimation, the Pied Piper virus removes this blindfold. Absent such illusions, bare naked minds each to the other cannot disagree. Flawless communication can only result in immaculate perception.”


- Tony Vigorito (Just a Couple of Days)



Tuesday, January 19, 2010

An Intellectual's Pre-owned Vehicle

Don’t spend too much time processing,

That thing you said?

Somebody already said it.


Ipseity pre-dates modern communication.


A tidal wave of podiums,

Phasers set to sell.


Took a look at the Agenda,

I doubt we’ll have time to fit you in.


Have a look at the courtesy mugs on your way out.







Monday, December 14, 2009

Negligible


I’m not sure which side is positive or negative.

Regardless, I’m nervous it won’t fit in there.

Upload video.


A sea of doughy emotional emissions.

Bring me your textual love.

A sweaty mitt,

enough to melt lithium.


Interest based taking stock in spoken word.

It doesn’t work because I told you it didn’t.

It’ll cost a copay if you need to be sure.

Until such time, it remains an excuse.


A smell so foul it must gift cancer.


A bear market for productivity.






Thursday, August 27, 2009

A Kennanism

A hand reached, received and torn to shreds.
The Drop in Digits seems meager given the looming outcome.

If you don't see where it's coming from:
Soon published via electronic box of antecedent.

A trail of "should haves" fertilizing the airways.
A culture of cured and carried Microcosms engrossed in updating their blogs.




Monday, June 8, 2009

Licensed Little Darlings





Let me advocate my dick into your ear for just a moment,
tap dance through the hymen of perception via touch-screen interface.

You won't need your glasses sir, the line isn't there.

I can't help but smile every time,
satiated at the lack of the apprehensive tremors of the virgin.

Marked success, now it's time to test elasticity.

I can't be pompous as I'm sure you weren't able to keep up.
After all, it isn't your job to mediate my message.
My sponsors will follow-up with you.

I'm here for the capital.

Oh, you're a buyer,
denial isn't a river,

it's the cries of prey caught in the claws of commerce


Oh,
I promised I'd pull out?