well, ok...

I'm pregnant with the Enhance Life Party, whose motto is:

Higher Intelligence Is Sexy, Even When it's About Economic Power.

or perhaps,

Get Yours, Without Destroying Everybody Else's

We are not right wingers, though we are correct. We are not left wingers, though no one is "left behind." We are Up-wingers, because there's no place decent left to go but UP!

Many of the banking and industrial "community" with which i deal have already said i don't have the balls to fight the status quo. Perhaps they are right, but at least i know where the Bundesbank Balls are located. Right here in Bremen.

Yes, that's the local BuBa office.

WE ARE THE MASTERS OF THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE!


"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin

The shooter who opened fire before worship services Sunday at the Sikh Temple in Oak Creek and killed six people before he was killed by police is Wade Michael Page, a 40-year-old Army veteran, U.S. Attorney James A. Santelle said Monday.

He said officials believe he purchased the 9 mm handgun legally in Wisconsin.

At a news conference at 10 a.m., authorities said there were attempting to identify another person, a white male, who they described as "a person of interest."

Right Wing terrorism on the march.  USA!  USA!  WE'RE #1!  WE'RE #1!

(not)

Ever since I learnt about confirmation bias I've started seeing it everywhere

After a convivial couple of days on my friend's boat, during which I ate something which disagreed with me more than his lamentable political views. So I'm now in cologne, even tho' I had to wait in a traffic queue for 90 minutes just outside due to an accident.

The room in the hotel is wonderful, and the bathroom cannot be bettered. I have just spent the best part of an hour soaking my aches away, if only I knew the german for bubble bath I think I might be in heaven.

I haven't been into town yet as I didn't arrive till 6 and food and bath were the priorities, which means tomorrow will do.

keep to the Fen Causeway

Fox News anchor Gregg Jarrett on Sunday asked the nephew of a victim of the Sikh temple shooting whether there had been any "anti-Semitic acts" against the Sikh community.

"Had there been to your knowledge any prior acts of violence against members of the temple, any anti-Semitic acts against the parishioner?" he asked Manjeet Mangat.

It was a cheque, made out in my name, for $95,093.35 and it came in a junk-mail letter from a get-rich-quick company. It was worthless, meant only as a financial tease, a lip-licking come-on. "This is how much money you could soon be making." What it was never meant for was deposit. But that's exactly what made the thought of depositing it so irresistibly funny. What could possibly be funnier than depositing a perfectly ridiculous, obviously false, fake cheque? (Did I mention it had "non-negotiable" clearly written on it?) So, as a joke, I deposited the fake cheque into my bank's ATM [...]

What I expected to happen next was a short phone call from my bank. Or a letter informing me of what I already knew, that the cheque I deposited was not real. Admittedly, I also hoped for a compliment on my refined sense of humour. A "Mr Combs, what you deposited was not real but very funny, especially considering your real bank account balance history" (an account always bouncing into overdraft).

But the call or the letter never came and I forgot about my joke. Then, five days later, I returned to withdraw some cash from the ATM, and noticed a much higher than usual bank balance. $95,093.35 higher! The bank had credited my account with the fake, false, stupid cheque!

We all know it should have ended there. Fake cheque. Bank mistake. Give it back. But easier said than done. Especially considering the series of events that happened next ....