Kings of Convenience, “Singing Softly To...
sorry for getting all serious with that last post. call it the Wednesday afternoon philosophy colloquium.
Should Roman Polanski have to pay for crimes he... →
A philosopher’s well-written take on this situation. “For serious crimes against the person—rape, murder, genocide—there is every justification for a robust and unyielding refusal to let anyone ever escape punishment for them. This holds even when the victims of such crimes, long afterwards, say that they no longer wish to see the perpetrator punished. In their kind and forgiving...
Oh my God all journalism should just consist of...
Interviewer: Bob, to sum up -- don't you have any important philosophy for the world?
Bob Dylan: I don't drink hard liquor, if that's what you mean.
Interviewer: No. The world in general. You and the world.
Bob Dylan: Are you kidding? The world don't need me. Christ. I'm only five feet ten. The world could get along fine without me. Don't cha know, everybody dies. It don't matter how important you think you are. Look at Shakespeare. Napoleon. Edgar Allen Poe, for that matter. They're all dead, right?
Work has been slow recently, ergo I have been Tumbling a lot, but many of the people I follow post nudie pictures. This results in a few awkward looks from my coworkers. Oh well.
better late than never
inherbarefeet: in honor of the boss’ 60th birthday, this is what it might look like if someone asked me for a list of 25 springsteen songs they needed to listen to at least once in their life. (this is also my playlist for the night.) 1. thunder road (live at hammersmith) 2. i’m goin’ down 3. growin’ up 4. born to run 5. mansion on the hill (live in new york city) 6. rosalita (come...
Absolutely Sweet Marie
dailydoseofdylan: Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can’t jump it Sometimes it gets so hard, you see I’m just sitting here beating on my trumpet With all these promises you left for me But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, I waited for you when I was half sick Yes, I waited for you when you hated me Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic When you knew I had some...
Here are some stupid ideas for Tumblrs. Some of these probably already exist. fuckyeahghilliesuits.tumblr.com fuckyeahcartesiangeometry.tumblr.com fuckyeaheskimos.tumblr.com fuckyeahloneliness.tumblr.com fuckyeahbrunch.tumblr.com Actually that last one’s not bad. Who doesn’t love brunch??
yesmissjones: ”.. I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of. I would have loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a cigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom, but that didn’t happen. your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn’t help.” an almost made up poem
how to get out of a fight
courtesy of WikiHow. (note: this list sucks.) Steps Avoid the fight, if you can. Fighting brings no accomplishments, only trouble and sometimes pain. Talk your way out of it if step one proves useless. Do not look weak or too aggressive or you will fight, like it or not. Look them straight in the eye and say “Get away!”. They usually will be intimidated. Get into a room with a...
I got arrested down South for hitting a clerk, I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out. He leered at my lady and then he touched her face, Thank God she had the money to bail me out. Singing, and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes…