which slows people down and makes them more docile, and a docile populace is what governments want, because they rock the boat less.
The function of which has largely been taken over by chemtrails.
I'm pretty sure that Shinto has nothing to do with it,
I think the Chinese might beg to differ with you.
Stop drinking my motor vehicle fuel!
if only we could identify the common cause here.
Religion.
the White House wifi password
'admin'.
Remember that old random headline generator? This appears to be a webified version of that.
Back in the last generation, when the Web was just taking off, we had a guy at a company I worked for who wrote a vision/mission statement generator based on spew. Most of the work appered to be populating the input data table with vision-y/mission-y type vocabulary. It was scary how well it worked to generate the same sort of nonsense that program management was in the habit of creating.
So, we have the home page for Slashdot beta ready to go.
The higher court has a tee time.
"Even if this doesn't give us faster-than-light communications"
You acknowledge communications are impossible using QE pairs
You do understand why these are not equivalent statements.
You acknowledge this at the start
No, I don't. That would be proving a negative, which is a logical fallacy.
I'd cave in after a while.
"The drugs are right there, officer. In the cabinet underneath the video camera streaming this whole scene out to YouTube."
It just sits there, looking all gooey and non-Newtonian. It's just so wrong.
This could be the next thing. Forget vegan/vegetarianism.
And when the NSA needs help interpreting intercepted technical data, for example, it subcontracts with local 'domain experts'. In the aviation biz, that would be Boeing. So Airbus, good luck with those bids for aircraft sales.
If you think that a large part of what the NSA and CIA do isn't plain old economic espionage, I've got swamp land in Florida to sell you.
IF I HAD A MINE SHAFT, I don't think I would just abandon it. There's got to be a better way. -- Jack Handley, The New Mexican, 1988.
