The All-Thing

All stick and no carrot, since ought-three.

`Moral certainty is always a sign of cultural inferiority. The more uncivilized the man, the surer he is that he knows precisely what is right and what is wrong. All human progress, even in morals, has been the work of men who have doubted the current moral values, not of men who have whooped them up and tried to enforce them. The truly civilized man is always skeptical and tolerant, in this field as in all others. His culture is based on ``I am not too sure''.' -- H. L. Mencken.

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牧童詩 (黃庭堅)

騎牛遠遠過前村，短笛橫吹隔隴聞。
多少長安名利客，機關用盡不如君。

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Sat, 10 Jan 2004

Cold

You know how people are like, Christ, it's cold out there? Well, fuck those people. Cause it's fucking COLD out there. Cold!!! I am drunk on so much whisky that I want to spell words like the British (normally I hate the British) and even I know it's cold. Fuck it's cold.

If it were just regular freezing cold, I would be wandering around in a t-shirt and boxer shorts, screaming obscenities at passers-by like a typical Friday night. But no. After approximately 20 seconds of me wearing every single possible layer of my warmest clothing, I was crying icecubes like a frozen baby. If there had been another living organism around, like a cat or something, I would gladly have killed it for the warmth of its carcass. But no.