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TV: Kennedy speaking as part of the intro to "Great Moments in Presidential Speeches"
Shannon: You know, if he had just left it there...
start coughing
"oh shit, this is gonna be a bad one"
field of vision narrowing and graying out.
"i better lean back so i don't fall"

...spinning forever through the void...

"man, i'm getting dizzy from all this spinning"
"wait a second...wasn't i doing something?"
"shit, i can't account for any previous events..."
"What's going on?"
Disembodied voice: I think you were choking.
gray vision returns, hands on table
"What's going on?"
Shannon: I think you were choking.
"What's going on?"
Shannon: I think you were choking.
"no, if i were choking i'd feel irritation in my throat where the food had lodged."
"that's a relief. if i were choking i could have died, but i wasn't so i didn't."
"no, i know that spinning. i just passed out"

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InnoTech footed the bill to send me to an ASP.NET/AJAX.NET development class last week where there was some discussion at some point about the mountains of functionality that are handed to the developer in the .NET framework. I couldn't help thinking of a computational version of Newton's "standing on the shoulders of giants".

This is my yearly rant about the ever creeping beginning of the "holiday season". I was in CVS Oct-26 purchasing cold meds for my sick kiddie and was assaulted by Christmas Carols and gaudy mirrored balls. As I recall, Wal-Mart was the first offender last year (also before Halloween).

I'm particularly worried about Halloween being overtaken by the Christmas juggernaut for two reasons. First, I actually like the holiday. It's one of the few that I can really get into enough to overcome my inherent distrust and dislike of my fellow humans. Second, it was a fundie-free holiday. I could kiss Satan's puckered asshole on Halloween without having to worry about some godbot ruining it for me.

  Finally before I leave you, I would like to say to you Christians,

"Get christmas under control".  seriously. It's become a beast

with a mouth that just...iiiii...it won't stop.  It doesn't

stop, does it?  It's always Christmas now.  Make it the whole

year, it's the only time you pricks are happy.



Used to be nice.  It used to start on December 1.  25 days is enough

for any holiday.  But no, not anymore now it starts just after July

4th.  How long does it take you pricks to shop?

  

Boy, I love talking about the Kennedy assassination, man, that's my favorite topic. You know why? Because to me it's a great archetype example of how the totalitarian government who rules this planet partitions out information in such a way that we, the masses, are forced to base our conclusions on erroneous. Oh I'm sorry, wrong meeting.

I thought this was the meeting at the docks, no? Oh, shit, that's tomorrow night. Everyone followed that, that's the frightening fucking thing. Everyone here's going "Uh huh". Goddammit, are we that cynical? "Yes, we are, Bill. We will take any blow you give us. Go! We, too, will be at the meeting at the docks tomorrow, you fucker." Everyone of you, "we're with you". Wow. Cool.

But I love Kennedy, man. I was just down...in Dallas. You know you can go to the sixth floor of the Schoolbook Depository. Didja know, it's a museum called "The Assassination Museum"? I believe named that after the assassination. I can't be sure of the chronology here but they have the window set up to look exactly like it did on that day. And it's really accurate, you know, because Oswald's not in it. I don't know who did their research, but we're talking painstaking detail. It's true, man, it's called the "Sniper's Nest", and it's all glassed in with the boxes sitting there. You can't actually get to the window and the reason they did that of course, they didn't want thousands of American tourists getting to that window each year going "There.s no fucking way! I can't even see the road! Oh my god, they're lying; it's a giant totalitarian government that rules the planet via the airwaves partitioning off information in such a way...oh". There's no fucking way, man. Not unless Oswald was hanging by his toes, upside down from the ledge. Surely someone would have seen this. Either that or some pigeons grabbed onto him, and flew him over the motorcade. You know there was rumours of anti-Castro pigeons seen drinking in bars the night before the assassination. Someone overhead them saying "coo coo". [audience groans] Ah, alright, don't get on your "we hate puns" high horse. Fuck you. That is the best goddamn pun you will ever hear. It was kind of a rotten trick to make a pun out of that. But you know, Oswald.

I tell you it's interesting, man, talking about the Kennedy assassination, because to me it's an incredible example of something, I don't know what yet, but it's engrossing to me. People's attitudes...but people come up to me: "Bill, quit talking about Kennedy, man. Let it go. It was a long time ago - just forget about it." And I'm like OK, then don't bring up Jesus to me. As long as we're talking shelf life here. "Bill, you know Jesus died for you." Yeah, it was a long time ago. Let it go! Forget about it! How about this? Get Pilate to release the fucking files. Quit washing your hands and release the files, Pilate. Who else was on that grassy Golgotha that day? Oh yeah, the three Roman peasants with $100 sandals. Yeah, right!