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...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors


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7.3.06



"We go to the temple for peace not for blast, it hurt and triggers the feeling."
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"Likewise, the storage scheme will be the same thing. Google now gets to look at your entire life, and figure out how which of thier clients can help you with your lifestyle."
This sentiment arises in those whose delusional expectations of contemporary privacy are still functioning unimpeded.
The morality of it, the right and wrong, or even the efficacy, is back down the road a long ways.
It isn't about whether or not anymore, it's about who.
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"In an age of advanced technology," Aldous Huxley foresaw, "inefficiency is the sin against the Holy Ghost."
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"So somebody wants a civil war?"

"Yes."

"You must have some clues about who..."
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"I suppose it doesn't need underlining that this is very bad news for Baghdad security."
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Under God the people rule
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simply because it is engaged in a virtuous mission
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blood on the dance floor
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"Sur le volcan ne pousse pas l'herbe"
Curse you, Blair.

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Coca-Cola's water use ratio in India is 4 to 1 - that is, 75% of the freshwater it extracts is turned into wastewater.
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Couples who want to choose the sex of their child can now do so at a clinic in Belgium.
The clinic mails frozen sperm to the MicroSort company in Fairfax, Virginia where technicians use a sperm-sorting technique to separate sperm with the X chromosome from those carrying the Y chromosome....
HumanCloning
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Woman loses embryos battle
My favorite headline so far today.
Each one with one of their little hands tied behind their little backs.
Natalie Evans had ovarian cancer and due to the treatment for it is now incapable of natural conception.
She "created" six frozen embryos with her partner, Howard Johnston.
They broke up.
Johnston says:
"...it would be out there and I would know that and that is something I can't countenance..."
Unless of course you were dead Mr. Johnston. Then you wouldn't know that, but "it" would still be out there.
It being the embryo fertilized by Johnston's sperm, then frozen and kept in the cold womb of the service provider whose name goes unmentioned in every single story about this case that I've seen.
It's these tragic scenarios that dissolve the integuments of morality.
As though anyone could determine the precise lines of ownership, the boundaries of responsibility and human presence, while the conscienceless scalpels of science keep cutting down through the living tissue of what we are into the black void of what we aren't.
This is the backwash of orphaned reason.
This is the patriarchy's smug foot tapping impatiently on the neck of the maternal.
It's that ugly, and that passively violent.

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