Saturday, October 28, 2006

"There is an oriental tale about a deposed sultan who sat in his prison thinking only of escaping with the help of a fantastic bird about which he had heard marvelous things.

The bird comes to his window, takes a muslin band from his turban, and changes it into a magnificent carriage in which the sultan can sit.

He goes to the window, is already standing with one foot in the carriage, when the bird says, 'Get in, but repeat these words loudly and clearly: In the name of the great Kokopilesobeh, the one god, I wish to travel from here to Herak.'

'What are you saying?' shouted Ali-Ben-Giad in horror. 'There is only one God and Mohammed is his prophet.' Instantly, the carriage vanished, and he dropped dead." --Søren Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling

Thursday, October 05, 2006

“There’s a war out there, old friend. A world war. And it’s not about who’s got the most bullets. It’s about who controls the information. What we see and hear, how we work, what we think… it’s all about the information!
If MSG is so bad for you, why doesn't everyone in Asia have a headache?