Pure Athenian democracy. Or, power to the people. Works most times except when government or Mrs. Grundy interferes

This assumes the majority of replies had been thought through before the enter key pressed. I really try to form my thoughts before making a reply and avoid the first thoughts which is usually either go fuck yourself or it's all Bush's fault.

I predict that the index finger of John Titor was on the send button of his INM 5100.

I just googled "pressure cooker model rocket engines the umbrella man and Lolita" and there is a black SUV in my driveway already! Oh wait, it's my mom bringing me some food. Whew!

Well in MY day it was "how many thousand card deck trays could you carry to the Job Entry Window before dropping them as you trip over your feet and you forgot to use the "auto number increment key" on the key punch machine so you could put them back in numerical order before the manager's snitches told on you.

Also of interest is that "empty" cartridges can be refilled with hash oil. Now for instructables to design an e cig hooka ...

Well we can consider anarchy, but doesn't everyone have Doomsday List? Like OMG I sure do and for sure parties are up there in the scheme of things, but my enemies list is lengthy, and I'll be quite busy with cutting, chopping and dicing and general defenestration of said listees. When my arms tire, there remains the napalm. On the other hand, before this gets modded as an asshat rant, think about what you REALLY want to do when society goes crazy! I'll bet that motion picture screen behind your closed eyelids is busy right now, yes?

Adamantine as used by Professor Morbius to describe the sheet armor he used to protect him and the delicious Anne Francis from "monsters from the Id ... ". Didn't work.

I'm a Nissan Leaf owner. Having had my day and need for speed previously with such cars a an XK-120, XKE-12, Porsche 928, Shelby 428, an a Ford GT40. Aside from paying the national debt of Albania twice in speeding tickets (including a "caution" for doing in excess of Warp 5 on the M1 and outer Ring Road). I decided life is not about speed and an erectile enhancing melody of 8 Solex double throat downdraft carbs, but about the genteel life of One Who Surveys Life From a Lofty Perch. If anything I drive the crap out of my Leaf and make that Traction Motor moan and groan like two randy teenagers with their braces lip locked together. However, I now stop for little old ladies with rolling carts loaded with their weekly sloe gin and Metamucil and enjoy not buying gasoline while far away smokestacks of poisonous coal burning goes unscrubbed into the air from cooking the electricity which powers my Leaf.

What part of your enraged Id does the comment originate? No wonder you posted Anon. Please take your Oedipus Complex someplace else. Thank you

We do have the documented experiment in France where a man was guillotined and a scientist watch the expression on his face and eyes as he spoke to the head. The head seemed to be saying something like "why do my hemmroids still itch?" It's on wiki so must be true, n'ces pas?

I have a couple hundred on my Kindle, all schlocky SciFi stuff by unknown but pretty good writers. Kindle's DRM was an issue at first -- I mean what if my Kindle dies and/or other problems. You can't xfer a book to another portable platform according to their DRM protocols. I have since found the way to transfer them and now have saved with Calibre in case I want them on my iPad. I understand the raison d'Ãtre for DRMing but choose to keep my books in spite of they being on "rented".

I disagree. Aside from freedom of assembly, another comment was about collecting intelligence on attendees. I was at the conference and wore my NSA badge all the time along with the rather amateurish "attendee" badge. Several guys looked and said "Dude! Awesome hack! I want one too!" Sure thing "dude" just come to work for us in S-Group at the Friendship Annex. It was interesting and I got the cd with the Dongle power points on it - author might be a good hire if he/she can pass the poly exam. Not to worry, they don't ask about fucking chickens anymore.

Read the novel "Wool" ISBN: 1469984202.

I much prefer munching the ole Carpet as a cure for what ails me.