The Boob Panel. Also a good name for a pornographic website.

Incidentally, I have a sort of instinctual protection against this kind of thing to make sure I get the downtime I need. After enough computer use my brain says ENOUGH! and I just stop for a few minutes. Maybe it's a sort of attention deficit disorder, but I say it's my brain knowing when enough input is enough input.

Why limit sex strictly to intercourse? Surely there are Slashdotters out there who masturbate frequently.

"In effect, the government has forced one party to give a permanent easement to another party, destroying the first's "right to exclude.""

They surrendered their right to exclude when they agreed to join a network not controlled by any one ISP called the Internet.

I read this headline and for a moment I thought they were slamming the school I go to, which is *called* American University.

Sometimes the greatest incentive to change your ways is to have your foibles on public display.

So 3D pornography naturally follows 3D anything else -- after the strain of 3D glasses, you need some kind of relief.

Dan Brown just came.

Have you ever tried masturbating with eye strain and a headache? Neither have I, but I can't imagine it being very comfortable.

I'm not sure what this has to do with my rights online. This pertains to an internal governmental review of *its own* websites, not other people's.