Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Tuesday, 5 July 2011

Not Fool-Proof

What can be asserted without proof can be dismissed without proof.
 — Christopher Hitchens

Sunday, 3 July 2011

Thursday, 30 June 2011

Too Much To Ask?

All I wanted to do was come to London and sell a dead Nazi's head.
 — Mr Jelly

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Rights

Sadly, a lot of "normal" people who demand freedom of speech
do so to compensate for avoiding freedom of thought.
 — Doug Anderson

Friday, 24 June 2011

Funda Mental Processes

Belief and understanding are independent variables.

Monday, 20 June 2011

Inductive Reasoning

If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck,
we have at least to consider the possibility
that we have a small aquatic bird of the family anatidae on our hands. 
 — Douglas Adams


An Alleged Duck

Thursday, 16 June 2011

Like A Fish Needs A Barnacle

Bloomsday is observed on 16 June each year around the world, to celebrate the life of Irish writer James Joyce and to relive the events in his novel Ulysses, that took place on the same day in 1904 in Dublin, Ireland.

Though he wrote the book in later years, Joyce enshrined the date 16 June 1904 in literary history as a commemoration of the day he first 'stepped out' with the love of his life Nora Barnacle.

Moon Experiencing A Solar Eclipse

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

We Thought Of It First!

[As the PFJ approach a corner crouching, another group of rebels, the Campaign for a Free Galilee (CFG) advance towards the other side.]
CFG 1: Sssh.
CFG 2: Sssh.
[The two groups spot each other, and relax. After a few confused moments, the leader (CFGHead) declares his group in a thick Welsh accent.]
CFGHead: Campaign for Free Galilee.
PFJHead: Oh. Uh. People's Front of Judea. Officials.
CFGHead: Oh.
PFJHead: What's your group doing here?
CFGHead: We're going to kidnap Pilate's wife, take her back, issue demands.
PFJHead: So are we.
CFGHead: What?
PFJHead: That's our plan.
CFGHead: We were here first.
PFJHead: What do you mean?
CFGHead: We thought of it first.
PFJ: Man Oh yeah?
CFGHead: Yes. A couple of years ago.
PFJ: Oh, yeahehehe.
CFG Man: He did!
PFJHead: Okay, come on, come on. You got all your demands worked out?
CFGHead: 'Course we have.
PFJHead: What are they?
CFGHead: Well I'm not telling you.
PFJ men: yeah.
PFJHead: Oh come on. Pull the other one.
CFGHead: That's not the point. We thought of it before you.
Various: Ssssh.
PFJHead: Did not.
CFGHead: We did.
PFJ: You did not.
CFG: We bloody did!
Various: Sssssssh. Sssssssssssssh.
CFGHead: You bastards, we've been planning this for months.
PFJHead: Well tought titty for you, fish face. AAAAWW!
[A general fight breaks out between the two groups.]
Brian: Brothers, brothers. We should be struggling together.
PFJHead: We are!
Brian: We musn't fight each other. Surely we should be united against the common enemy.
All: The Judæan People's front!!!
Brian: No. No. The Romans!
All: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yes.

Monday, 13 June 2011

Down For The Count

To Go With Bold Entreaty Whither No Man Had Gone Before

At length, sick with longing for those glittering sunset streets and cryptical hill lanes among ancient tiled roofs, nor able sleeping or waking to drive them from his mind, Carter resolved to go with bold entreaty whither no man had gone before, and dare the icy deserts through the dark to where unknown Kadath, veiled in cloud and crowned with unimagined stars, holds secret and nocturnal the onyx castle of the Great Ones.
 — HP Lovecraft (1927)