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John Perry Barlow

The Internet treats censorship as a malfunction and routes around it.

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Stream Line Consciousness

Big brother voyeur blimps unidentified spies
uncle sam peeping toms patrolling skies
bird brain police intelligence
remote viewing homeland pest control
pentagon private eye monitoring the public's every move
mass produced micro chips intercepting prayers patrolling citizens from heaven
Bentham's Panopticon NSA
super computer surveillance cameras
world police spying Manhattan streets

'Athens plummets Euro death spiral
suicide rates soar deepening into despair'

haaretz..the post.. the times
blogs tribunes dailies all in a mad gab
headlong headline attention grabbing scramble

'Yugoslavia - Iraq - Egypt - Yemen - Iran - Syria - United States'
bilderberg building blocks New American Century post apocalyptic prophecy

'foreign mercenaries …national guard...DOD
homeland security to amass covert munitions stockpile
Americans on guard anxieties mounting surrounding
the stripping of amendments 1st if you swing to your left
2nd if you stand on the right
whispers of martial law circulate Anarchical reverberations
emanate from internet Alt culture epicenters
bottle necking global tensions'

'common feeling of deepening disappointment...
heightened expectations...
people expecting an explosive situation over the
next few weeks'

...riot police respond 'to preserve public order'
public roads barricaded to 'protect security of citizens'

'blatant act of censorship
western mainstream media staying away
from Myanmar massacres of Mohammedan Angels
further showing strong anti Muslim bias'

'Media blackout Burmese army
seeking coverage under propaganda blankets'

from the middle east throughout the western world
planet consciousness blurring lines between conspiracy/reality
conflicting global network narratives multiply violent scenarios daily
Victims in a world wide scramble
Government Banking Military

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L'internet 1998 with Khemi 0865

L'Internet
Couplet
L'Internet,
C'est un écran magique quand tu t'ennuies les doigts
C'est un écran magique quand tu t'ennuies les doigts
Et des images toniques pour éveiller en toi
Des mondes imaginaires où tu deviens le roi

L'Internet,
C'est un écran magique quand tu tourn's en ronde
C'est un tapis volant sur les réseaux du monde
C'est la souris glissant, c'est l'écho qui répond

Refrain
Secoue-toi les méninges, t'es plus au temps des singes!
C'est l'heure de l'Internet -
C'est toi même que tu fêtes!

L'Internet pour partager son bout du monde
Partout en France s'éveillent des envies très profondes
Ensemble on bâtira notre intermonde

Couplet
L'Internet
C'est un espace à toi où tu prends la parole
C'est un espace pour moi où s'échangent les symboles
C'est un espace en nous adieu les vieilles écoles

De nouveaux métiers vont baisser le chômage
L'écol' va s'y brancher, on trouvera des stages
Allons fêter ce Net qui brisera les cages.

Pont
Car l'Internet ça sert à ouvrir les esprits
Les repères des pépères pour nous c'est tout fini
A portée de souris cliquons sur l'Internet
Les changements dans l'air feront bouger la vie
Car surfer pour tout faire c'est déjà aujourd'hui
J'te l'dis tout Net t'es sur l'Internet

Refrain
Secoue-toi les méninges, t'es plus au temps des singes!
C'est l'heure de l'Internet -
C'est toi même que tu fêtes!

L'Internet pour partager son bout du monde
Partout en France s'éveillent des envies très profondes
Viens avec nous bâtir notre intermonde

(2 February 1998)

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Internet Fête 1998 English Version 0865

Come to Planet Internet
I know today both work and play will change with Internet,
Now dark and fair exchange mail, share together, soul sincere.
Then surf here there and everywhere to web sites far and near.
Each in his way his part shall play to make this day a fête,
Ring in the mind bells all will find sing through the alphabet.
New ventures start which wide worlds chart, and so it does appear
E-Mail can bring true joy this Spring, to all who volunteer, -
Thus those apart can heart to heart converse without regret.

From hemisphere to hemisphere a global town can yet
Emerge to urge investment surge, as false fears disappear.
The tongues of man will somehow scan - Goethe, Racine and Shakespeare.
Efforts will be rewarded, - we past problems shall forget.
Needs, hopes, combine for future fine as unemployment's threat
Is overcome, leaves critics dumb, as progress from this year
New hope for scope shows - most can cope on-line, can persevere,
Enjoyment all can find to call a friend, or good news get.

Though some may find they're left behind by talk of 'netiquette', -
Each bug dismays, as do delays, the words seem odd and queer -
Electric age now writes new page upon a fresh frontier
Normal today is change - who'd say strange is Fate's silhouette?
Now though some sneer while others jeer, nostalgic some regret,
Is ours an earth throughout whose girth spreads universal cheer?
New methods learn, new freedoms earn, turn to your neighbour here -
Exchange your views with whom you choose - screen faster is than jet!

Those who home stay, who work or roam, few know not care or fret -
Youth's fears, those age imagines, veer from truth to views unclear.
Each in his way must help relay this song both load and clear
In order to discover new ideas through internet!
Great is the chance, in England, France, - world-wide the scene is set!
Here me and you, our children too, can a new message hear,
Through every land can, hand in hand, the future pioneer.
Join in the dance, let us advance and fête the internet!

Internet Fête 1998 French Version 0865
Ici en France les choses avancent et grâce à Internet
Nous pouvons suivre et vivre aussi les changements de vie
Tantôt troublants, tantôt grisants, - le partage est mot qui
Est à la mode où tous ces codes parfois montent à la tête.
Regard nouveau - et pas trop tôt - tourne vers l'Internet,
Nos têtes blondes et brunes sondent une autre galaxie
Echangeant méls par modem - elles inventent jeux aussi.

Travail, hobbies, dans tous pays de nouvelles formes revêtent.
France d'abord et puis encore au monde on fait la fête
En ce printemps où la chanson est gaie et réussie,
Toujours, c'est sûr, ensemble pour s'amuser et aussi

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Internet Fête 1998 French Version 0865

Ici en France les choses avancent et grâce à Internet
Nous pouvons suivre et vivre aussi les changements de vie
Tantôt troublants, tantôt grisants, - le partage est mot qui
Est à la mode où tous ces codes parfois montent à la tête.
Regard nouveau - et pas trop tôt - tourne vers l'Internet,
Nos têtes blondes et brunes sondent une autre galaxie
Echangeant méls par modem - elles inventent jeux aussi.

Travail, hobbies, dans tous pays de nouvelles formes revêtent.
France d'abord et puis encore au monde on fait la fête
En ce printemps où la chanson est gaie et réussie,
Toujours, c'est sûr, ensemble pour s'amuser et aussi
Essayer de cerner du jeu les termes et les requêtes.
Magique est site qui invite à planète Internet.
Ici le temps s'arrête dans l'élan qui l'ennuie
Laisse de côté pour naviguer au gré de la tempête
Lyrique du désir partout de découvrir dans cet
Ensemble un sens où dans la danse on avance et on rit
Niant le noir, trouvant l'espoir, écartant les soucis.

Et nous surfons, dialoguons, on vend et on achète
Unis par des moyens rêvés de s'offrir la gazette
Française, anglaise ou japonaise traitant d'économie,
Cuisine ou pêche on se dépêche en cernant l'alchimie
Entre l'étude d'habitudes étrangères et recettes
Nouvelles pour avancer sur la voie de 'Netiquette'.
Toutefois les uns, inopportuns pensent la technologie
Quand trop rapide apporte un vide où nul ne vérifie
Un virage ou bouleversement que rien n'arrête.

A chacun à sa façon de partager la fête
Tandis que les villes et cités en France sont unies.
Réussissons à l'unisson en changeant les esprits,
Ecartant les freins, les délais, les intérêts qui guettent!
Voyons plus loin quand dans son coin chacun de nous s'apprête
Intensément à trouver dans un job qui gratifie
Nouvel élan qui dans le temps évolue et fleurit.
Grande est l'espoir d'avancer car sur planète internet
Tout peut se faire, - idées prospèrent - évoluent à 'perpet'.

Dans l'univers nous allons vers des réseaux réunis
Information, formation tout au long de la vie -
Xtra la chance pour la France où l'espoir est très net.
Hier passé est dépassé par planète Internet -
Un virage, un bouleversement, arrive - on réagit!
Ici printemps, notre chanson est gaie et réussie,
Travail, hobbies, dans tous pays de nouvelles formes revêtent.

Come to Planet Internet
I know today both work and play will change with Internet,

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I.S.T.F. Roadmap

I.S.T.F. ROADMAP
ISTF has [s]talked since first with Vint
S ome sought to scan tomorrow's open source.
T is time we walked unaided on our course
F uture trends anticipating, mint
I deals which stand the test of time, gold glint.
S trength shines out through consensus not through force,
T hrough understanding issues! Reinforce
F irst principles, the mission we imprint
I n trust stands out to network. Take the hint
S hare knowledge, raise awareness, and endorse
T he right to freedom which to all, perforce,
F ine rings though few do practice, many stint.
IS Task Force steady, which won't self defeat?
IS Task Force ready, challenges to meet?


5 November 2001 I S T F
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note: The former Internet Societal Task Force launched in 1999 by Vint Cerf as Chair of the Internet Society was dechartered in December 2001 when ISOC felt that societal priorities in respect of Networking in general and the Internet in particular were straying from its fee paying corporate Organisation Members base.

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INTERNET SOCIETAL TASK FORCE
Some talk of structures predefined with skill
Others of those constituencies which
Can be informed, or made aware, enriched.
Internet as rainbow vector will
Enliven, colour, change or sometimes kill
The status quo to flow, to grow to switch
Accepted views, traditions, and unstitch
Links which once bent mankind to rulers' will.
The rate of change increases yet we still
Are tempted to retain old habits, kitsch.
Some dare not redefine thought frames that itch.
Knowledge cross-pollination won't stand still -
FOR we must act, anticipate, and guide,
CEment, explain, invent the future's tide!


21 July 1999
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acrostic sonnet Task Force © Jonathan Robin

note: The former Internet Societal Task Force launched in 1999 by Vint Cerf as Chair of the Internet Society was dechartered in December 2001 when ISOC felt that societal priorities in respect of Networking in general and the Internet in particular were straying from its fee paying corporate Organisation Members base.

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Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent

Les grand'routes tracent des croix
A l'infini, à travers bois ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix lointaines
A l'infini, à travers plaines ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix
Dans l'espace livide et froid,
Où voyagent les vents déchevelés
A l'infini, par les allées.

Arbres et vents pareils aux pèlerins ;
Arbres tristes et fous où l'orage s'accroche,
Arbres pareils au défilé de tous les saints,
Au défilé de tous les morts
Au son des cloches,
Arbres qui combattez au Nord
Et vents qui déchirez le monde,
Oh ! vos luttes et vos sanglots et vos remords
Se débattant et s'engouffrant dans les âmes profondes

Voici Novembre assis auprès de l'âtre,
Avec ses maigres doigts chauffés au feu ;
Oh ! tous ces morts, sans feu ni lieu,
Oh ! tous ces vents cognant les murs opiniâtres
Et repoussés et rejetés
Vers l'inconnu, de tous côtés.

Oh ! tous ces noms de saints semés en litanies,
Tous ces arbres, là-bas,
Ces vocables de saints dont la monotonie
S'allonge infiniment dans la mémoire ;
Oh ! tous ces bras invocatoires,
Tous ces rameaux éperdument tendus
Vers on ne sait quel Christ aux horizons pendu !

Voici Novembre en son manteau grisâtre
Qui se blottit de peur au fond de l'âtre
Et dont les yeux soudain regardent,
Par les carreaux cassés de la croisée,
Les vents et les arbres se convulser
Dans l'étendue effarante et blafarde.

Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Dites comme ils se confondent dans la mémoire
Quand les marteaux sautant
A coups de bonds dans les bourdons
Jettent le deuil aux horizons,
Du haut des tours imprécatoires.

Et Novembre, près de l'âtre qui flambe,
Allume, avec des mains d'espoir, la lampe

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Novembre

Les grand'routes tracent des croix
A l'infini, à travers bois ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix lointaines
A l'infini, à travers plaines ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix
Dans l'air livide et froid,
Où voyagent les vents déchevelés
A l'infini, par les allées.

Arbres et vents pareils aux pèlerins,
Arbres tristes et fous où l'orage s'accroche,
Arbres pareils au défilé de tous les saints,
Au défilé de tous les morts
Au son des cloches,

Arbres qui combattez au Nord
Et vents qui déchirez le monde,
Ô vos luttes et vos sanglots et vos remords
Se débattant et s'engouffrant dans les âmes profondes !

Voici novembre assis auprès de l'âtre,
Avec ses maigres doigts chauffés au feu ;
Oh ! tous ces morts là-bas, sans feu ni lieu,
Oh ! tous ces vents cognant les murs opiniâtres
Et repoussés et rejetés
Vers l'inconnu, de tous côtés.

Oh ! tous ces noms de saints semés en litanies,
Tous ces arbres, là-bas,
Ces vocables de saints dont la monotonie
S'allonge infiniment dans la mémoire ;
Oh ! tous ces bras invocatoires
Tous ces rameaux éperdument tendus
Vers on ne sait quel christ aux horizons pendu.

Voici novembre en son manteau grisâtre
Qui se blottit de peur au fond de l'âtre
Et dont les yeux soudain regardent,
Par les carreaux cassés de la croisée,
Les vents et les arbres se convulser
Dans l'étendue effarante et blafarde,

Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Oh l'identique et affolant cortège
Qui tourne et tourne, au long des soirs de neige ;
Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Dites comme ils se confondent dans la mémoire
Quand les marteaux battants
A coups de bonds dans les bourdons,
Ecartèlent leur deuil aux horizons,

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Malfunction

Malfunction,
Eats through these dreams,
Shapes me into three,
Memories, beat my head,
Yeah, the race and the lies,
The ruined life destruction unfold of differn't shapes that explode,
The night, i push it further in the light,
Pulls me to the edge of where i lie.
The waves are falling back, into this circle of my life, where they crawl,
They push me back again into the knife malfunction, destruction,
They push me inside out, malfunction destruction,
They push me inside out, calm down and realize,
When the end is coming near.
They push, they push, they push me inside out.
They push, they push, they push my inside's out.
They push, they push, they tore me inside out.
Yeah, shot, kill me, shot down, uhh psych,
Now kill me, yeah, shot down, racing,
The future's nightmare,
Comes down through the windows of your house no cost of life,
Four consolations, never changed my mind, four reasons
They will take a life and drain it out of my soul.
Your call, no life, no way, they burn you,
No call, no life yeah, they push me inside out,
Yeah yeah yeah. they push me inside out,
Yeah yeah yeah, they push me inside out.

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Les routes

Comme des clous, les gros pavés
Fixent au sol les routes claires :
Lignes et courbes de lumière
Qui décorent et divisent les terres
En ce pays de bois et de champs emblavés.

Les plus vieilles se souviennent du temps de Rome,
Quand s'en venaient les Dieux
Rôder dans les vergers des hommes
D'autres ont aperçu la fée au manteau bleu
Qui se glissait entre les saules
Avec un ver luisant fixé sur son épaule ;
Quelques-unes se complaisent aux longs détours,
Pour visiter les croix qu'on dresse aux carrefours
Ou les vierges qu'on fête en des niches de pierre ;
Et les voici, celles qui ont senti la guerre
Et sa bondissante colère
Passer.

Pendant l'hiver morne et tassé
Autour des âtres,
Les grand'routes grisâtres
Semblent languir au loin, sous un ciel lourd et bas.
Mais dès que les beaux jours les réchauffent là-bas,
Toutes partent ensemble et s'adjugent la vie.
Leurs grands gestes à travers champs convient
Au travail vaste et clair
Hommes, chevaux, herses, charrettes
Et les gamins et les fillettes
Qui s'arrêtent parfois pour écouter dans l'air
Le chant flûté et saccadé d'une alouette.

Alors
Les grand'routes, dès le matin, s'en vont d'accord
Sous les rameaux et les ombrages
Vers les prés et les eaux, les bourgs et les villages ;
Et sans fatigue et sans repos
Elles longent le mur ou le fossé des clos ;
Elles se haussent et s'inclinent
Selon la courbe lente ou brusque des collines ;
Elles tardent soudain à s'en aller plus loin
Quand embaume le trèfle ou que fleure le foin ;
Parfois l'ombre grande des nues
Flotte seule à midi sur leur surface nue ;
On les voit traverser les clairs arpents du blé
Où s'activent les bras d'un travail rassemblé ;
L'une s'éloigne à droite et puis sinue à gauche
Vers un fermier qui bine ou vers un gars qui fauche ;
L'autre descend, très humblement, tracer un rond
Autour de la cabane où vit un bûcheron

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Carrolling - Parody Lewis CARROLL – The Mad Gardener’s Song

He thought he saw an Internet
exchanging peer to peer,
he looked again and hedged his bet, -
by middle of next year
new routing tables tuned as yet
unknown may well appear –
on track to trace attack and get
convictions based on fear.

He dreamt that spam would disappear,
all trash deleted fast.
He dreamt that Windows would be clear
of viral bugs’ wormcast.
He woke to find world insincere
where independence past
was sacrificed throughout the year
to biometrics ghast.

He thought he saw a friend’s hello
with an attachment piece,
he opened to discover, though,
a trojan horse release –
He looked again as data flow
declined, - mind not at peace -
and whispered with voice timbre low:
‘I’ll send for the Police! ”

He thought he saw a heirophant
predicting happy life.
He looked again, with rage and rant
discovered from ex-wife
an email angry claiming scant
support, which threatened strife:
“At length I see the immanent
attraction of Time’s knife! ”

He dreamt he saw as he awake
the euro reach a peak,
he saw he dreamt that Bush half bake
would leave the dollar weak: -
he woke to find what grave mistake
was made for the next week
the politicians put a stake
in budget – rocked boats leak!

He thought he saw Commission clerk
jump on bandwagon bus,
he looked again, just for a lark,
and found no tinker’s cuss
the former cared for bite was bark -

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Internet Terrorists

The internet is a lovely place,
with it you can make friends
all over the world.
You can travel with it to countries
you will never be able to see,
talk to their people,
and even make new friends there.

Like with everything,
there is good and bad.
You get a few who want to spoil it
for all the rest.
They call themselves jokers and such.
I call them internet terrorists.
They come in different guises,
spammers, and pornographers to name but two,
but the worst of the bunch
is the virus constructors.

We’ve all been hit,
maybe even more than once
by these terrorists of the internet,
and as each day passes
a new virus is produced
somewhere by there internet terrorist,
who just want to ruin every bodies lives,
and take away their enjoyment.

Why I am writing this,
my computer was stuck today
by one of these insane lunatic
and their silly games.
It is no fun waiting hours on end
for the anti-virus protection
to sort the problem out,
given to you by some faceless lout
called an internet terrorist.

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Interconnectedness.

The internet can’t be controlled
by any form of government
Because it’s gained too strong a hold.
Which came about by accident.

Nobody can control the flow
Although some governments still try
Of information to and fro
There is one simple reason why.

The common man has access to
What governments try to conceal
A system that’s completely new
Now people can safely reveal

The secrets of the powers that be.
The things we aren’t supposed to know
they can post anonymously
There’s nothing governments can do.

At last the people have a voice
no government can suppress
The powers that be have little choice
and in the future even less.

The internet is here to stay.
It’s up to us we must adjust.
WE can’t go back to yesterday
A world of mutual mistrust.

One thing we must appreciate.
Though information’s flowing free
It isn’t always accurate
We have to choose selectively.

What we accept what we reject
and draw our own conclusion.
I have good reason to suspect
more not less confusion.

The internet may prove to be
Either a blessing or a curse.
Though I believe quite honestly.
The internet won’t make things worse

Than when governments could decide
What people were allowed to know
To preserve the nations pride
They lied alike to friend and foe.

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Deux Routes: des routes et des déroutes

DEUX ROUTES

Two roads appear here, one to errors past
Will lead whatever speed her journey takes
Open options t'other, old mistakes
Role reversed through interaction fast
Offering fair freedom to forecast
Active advance freewill in conscience makes.
Destiny must favour mind which wakes
Sensitive to others, self, at last
Allowing future fortunate, feast fast
With welcome banquet may replace. Hope breaks
All walls as palls are lifted, bread AND cakes
Ideal on menu offer fine repast.
The choice: rejoice/refuse luck's olive sprig,
EDge lose or choose free voice, joy's whirligig.


Acrostic Sonnet TWO ROADS AWAITED
10 January 2009
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notes
French Title Translation:
Two options - on roads and on defeats

bread AND cakes: See Marie Antoinette when informed that the people were revolting, demanding bread because of starvation she replied: 'Let them eat cake'

Deux Routes: des routes ou des déroutes poem © Jonathan Robin

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Au passant d'un soir

Dites, quel est le pas
Des mille pas qui vont et passent
Sur les grand'routes de l'espace,
Dites, quel est le pas
Qui doucement, un soir, devant ma porte basse
S'arrêtera ?

Elle est humble, ma porte,
Et pauvre, ma maison.
Mais ces choses n'importent.

Je regarde rentrer chez moi tout l'horizon
A chaque heure du jour, en ouvrant ma fenêtre ;
Et la lumière et l'ombre et le vent des saisons
Sont la joie et la force et l'élan de mon être.

Si je n'ai plus en moi cette angoisse de Dieu
Qui fit mourir les saints et les martyrs dans Rome,
Mon coeur, qui n'a changé que de liens et de voeux,
Eprouve en lui l'amour et l'angoisse de l'homme.

Dites, quel est le pas
Des mille pas qui vont et passent
Sur les grand'routes de l'espace,
Dites, quel est le pas
Qui doucement, un soir, devant ma porte basse
S'arrêtera ?

Je saisirai les mains, dans mes deux mains tendues,
A cet homme qui s'en viendra
Du bout du monde, avec son pas ;
Et devant 1'ombre et ses cent flammes suspendues
Là-haut, au firmament,

Nous nous tairons longtemps
Laissant agir le bienveillant silence
Pour apaiser l'émoi et la double cadence
De nos deux coeurs battants.

Il n'importe d'où qu'il me vienne
S'il est quelqu'un qui aime et croit
Et qu'il élève et qu'il soutienne
La même ardeur qui monte en moi.

Alors combien tous deux nous serons émus d'être
Ardents et fraternels, l'un pour l'autre, soudain,
Et combien nos deux coeurs seront fiers d'être humains
Et clairs et confiants sans encor se connaître !

On se dira sa vie avec le désir fou

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Ding Dang

Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Ding and a ding dong
Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Ding and a ding dong
I love a girl, I love her so madly
I treat her so fine but she treats me so badly
Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Dang and a ding dong
Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Dang and a ding dong
I love a girl, I love her so madly
I treat her so fine but she treats me so badly
Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Dang and a ding dong
Ding (ding) dang (woo!)
Dang and a ding dong
I love a girl, I love her so madly
I treat her so fine but she treats me so badly
I love a girl, I love her so madly
I treat her so fine but she treats me so badly

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Nuclear Is Safe? No They Lied To You

A list of non classified nuclear disasters
chalk one up for Chalk River Canada
rating 5 a “reactor shutoff rod failure,

combined with several operator errors,
led to a major power excursion of more
than double the reactor's rated output
at AECL's NRX reactor” then a big deal.1952

Entrant two Windscale Pile United Kingdom
rating 5 a “Release of radioactive material to
the environment following a fire in a reactor
core.” Toast a good year for nuclear disasters.1957

graphite core of a British nuclear “[weapons
programme] reactor at Windscale, Cumberland
(now Sellafield, Cumbria) caught fire, releasing
substantial amounts of radioactive contamination
into the surrounding area.” Radioactive fire.

A warm welcome to entrant three. Kyshtym
Russia rating 6 a “Significant release of
radioactive material to the environment
from explosion of a high activity waste tank.” 1957

Please all welcome contestant one back
Chalk River Canada (rating?) “Due to
inadequate cooling a damaged uranium
fuel rod caught fire and was torn in two.” 1958

Champagne pops cheer another good year
Vinč a Yugoslavia (rating?) “During
a subcritical counting experiment a power
buildup went undetected - six scientists
received high doses.” What detailed detail? 1958

Applause please for our first American entry
Santa Susana Field Laboratory US (rating?)
“Partial core meltdown.” Sounds serious.
Tick one deep operations public cover up.1959

Time to take a nice country waltz in a US county
Westinghouse Waltz Mill Westmoreland County
(rating?) a core melt accident in a test reactor? 1960

Looks like American is going for a hat trick
Charlestown US (rating?) “Error by a worker
at a United Nuclear Corporation fuel facility
led to an accidental criticality”. Human error? 1964

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Canadian Censorship June 27th,2012

CANADIAN CENSORSHIP June 27th,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN

I feel sorry for the great Ezra Levant but what can I do?
A group of agitators want to close him down, so what's new?
They called in the Canadian Broadcasting Standards Council, some time ago,
They want the government to close down his great TV show.


Because he used some words in Spanish for added Latin flair,
That was enough for them to call the censor to get him off the air,
They also want the Internet controlled by CRTC soon,
The upcoming inquisition will be a great left-wing boom.


Canadians will have to return to a more submissive age,
Where we only listen and learn and cannot show our rage,
Will we get a list of what is allowed and what is banned?
Will we all enjoy this new censorship and think it's grand?

June 27th,2012

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Decide Against Stereotypes - 1294 - Current Version

Decisions take, nor hesitate nor bide
Excessive time awaiting from outside
Comprehensive answers coveted.
Independant mind must coincide
Directly with the will to win, not hide.
Existence is too short - life soon is fled.

Decades dovetail to centuries beside
Entrapped spectators, waiting on the side,
Challenge refusing, witless walking dead
In fear of fear, refusing to decide.
Dare! Few remain who answers seek inside
Earth's soul? Most stillborn seem brief hour sped!

Distrust that moment Fortune's tide
Entwines ambitious greed, feeds fears inside,
Cause, Effect confuses, Fate's fickle thread
Identified as true cue. Conformist thread
Dark homage pays 'authority'. Most slide,
Endure life's strife stings, by siren songs misled.

Dissipation seldom may provide
Exit gratifying, - seems as suicide
Counter-intuitive conformity, instead
Is chosen to 'gain time'. Disqualified,
Double-bind conformist blind would wed
Empty acceptation's altar, all trust fled.

Desires down-graded, dreams by self denied,
Elicit slight pity, sagacity short-supplied.
Care take avoiding firewall State hosted,
Internet providers' censorship decried
Deals stereotype behaviour blow wicked,
Expel ranks serried, round-hole pegs deride.

Dissatisfaction offers gloomy glide,
Expectations suffer, priorities collide.
Comfort zone, lost, counts cost, bewails with dread
Intensive pressures as horizons wide
Disintegrate, bemoans bad luck denied
Expressions of free will, dice loaded lead.

Dreams frequently minority divide
Essentially from crowd whose hands are tied.
Conspicuously by inaction. Look ahead!
Inner clarity, options authentified,
Draws upon convictions tested, tried.
Equity sifts sure leader from lure led.

Dare, dare not, often men from men divide

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The internet interprets censorship as damage and routes around it.

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I also administer the Internet Assigned Names Authority, which is the central coordinator for the Internet address space, domain names and Internet protocol conventions essential to the use and operation of the Internet.

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