Reasonable IQ

According to Emode, I have an IQ of 135 and am a precision processor.

Which basically means:

You’ve got a very experiential way of learning and a strong mathematical mind. You’re able to whittle even the most complex situation down to comprehensible component parts. In short, you have mastered the art and science of precision.

Errm, ok.

Thoughts To Think About

Don’t just read through the list but instead, read each one and think about it for a moment before moving on..

1. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, wo’n’t make you cry.

2. Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

3. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.

4. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can’t have them.

5. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

6. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

7. Don’t waste your time on a man/woman, who isn’t willing to waste their time on you.

8. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.

9. Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

10. There’s always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.

11. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.

12. Don’t try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.

Bubbles Don’t Scrub

Isn’t it a pity that marketing companies don’t say what we all know they really mean when they try and push a product on us. Let’s face it, we aren’t stupid, are we? Scrubbing Bubbles? Like these little bubbles actually scrub the bowl for you?
Most bubbles I get friendly with usually just *pop*, but maybe I just hang out with the wrong kind of bubble..

So why can’t we get more of this kind of advert? After all, that’s what they really mean, isn’t it?


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In Search Of God?

Ted Danson is searching for the Loch Ness Monster on my TV screen (SciFi – Loch Ness). He might have found it, but we will never know for sure. Until the end of the film, that is. His character also claims to have been in search of Sasquatch (Big Foot, Yeti etc.) but never found any hard evidence that the creature existed.
Nessy, Sasquatch, Fairies, Angels.. let’s even go as far as adding God to the list – or the god or goddess of any religion, for that matter.

All these things have one thing in common: to date, there is no proof that any of them exist at all.

Would we like them to exist? I don’t think anyone would say “no”. There is something about the unknown that fascinates us, and compells some of us to spend a lifetime searching, one way or another, for conclusive answers.

So let’s say we go in search of the fairies that live at the bottom of your garden. We take a full year and camp out, spending mornings, days, afternoons and nights sitting and staring at the spot we know they will be if they are going to be anywhere at all.
After a full year, with not so much as a rustle of grass, we give up and come to the conclusion that fairies do not exist. What we should be concluding is that they don’t exist in a form that is readily seen.

Belief in the afterlife aside, can you close you eyes and see the face of someone you know well, but who has died? Can you see every line and feature of their face; every gesture that they made; every personality trait; the sound of their voice? Sure you can.
But what is it that you are seeing? Accepted, it is not actually them. It is a memory of them that you hold and can recall in a moment. But the image exists, and so it can be claimed that in one form they do, indeed, exist.

And the same for fairies. The year we spent looking for them produced no physical results, but in the same way we see the face of one departed, we can see the image of the fairy. Their form is practically unmistakable. If I showed you a classic sketch of a fairy, you would know what it was. You recall seeing one before, and you make the connection. What do you compare it with? The image that you hold in your mind. So they do exist, albeit not in the form we might like them to. They exist in our minds, in our souls. They exist because we <i.want< i=””> them to and so we create them, if only within ourselves.

These thoughts and ideas might, possibly, be made manifest, but that is not what concerns us now. What is important is that what we want to believe exists, does.

The unicorn, that we imagine to be running gracefully across a clearing in the woods. The Yeti (maybe, maybe not) who we see trudging through the snow and leaving those familiar prints behind it. Even the Jabberwocky, thanks to Lewis Carroll, exists in the minds of those who know it.

Does it matter if all these things cannot be scientifically explained away? No, because they exist right now in a place where they are most needed: in our hearts.


Before I settled down for the night – or, more correctly, what was left of it – I had an overwhelming urge to have my fortune spelled out to me.

As the mists of mystery cleared, the fog of foreboding lifted and the clouds of something else altogether dissipated, I was left with no doubt as to what the future held..



Don’t Look Here

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I have spent a long time searching for the answers to life, the universe and everything.

I thought I had looked everywhere.

Then I realised that there was one place I hadn’t checked..

Right, Men, Into Your Tanks!

“Politically, there would be nothing better for President Bush
than to remove Saddam and disarm Iraq without firing a shot,”
a Western diplomat is quoted as saying.
[BBC News]Maybe.

Ok, let me be honest – politics really isn’t my thing, but I can’t help wonder about the mentality of sending hundreds of thousands of soldiers on a camping trip near the Iraqi border, if you don’t intend telling them to do what soldiers are trained to do.

The UN weapons inspectors are inspecting for weapons. They have found some cannnisters that might be used in the construction of chemical weapons. Iraq claims that information on these cannisters was provided in the declaration that they had supplied to the UN (that’s right – the one that Saddam had a bunch of people stay up all night to write after an evening out on the town) so now the UN has to go away and read it again because pages 22,346 and 22,347 were stuck together and that’s where the info was. Probably. Other than that they have (at least claimed) to have found nothing out of the ordinary.

Like they would?

Saddam has had more than enough time to hide anything incriminating, and I am pretty sure that the UN wo’n’t find anything outrageously obvious. Saddam is too mad (ermm, clever) to allow anything like that to happen. And I am pretty sure that the UN inspection team wo’n’t look in the most obvious place. I am not going to give the game away, but here’s a hint, Hans: why do you think Saddam walks the way he does, and constantly has a tense grin plastered all over his face? In fact, him and ALL his clones do. (Yep, there was a cult (no, not a typo) who claimed to have successfully cloned the first human recently. Wake up and smell the coffee, you cult people you. Iraq perfected the technique years ago – just check out Iraqi news reels – every man there is a clone of Saddam!)
That is where are the missiles are hidden! Sheesh. And they are still wasting time checking under Saddam’s bed.

So what set of circumstances would lead to a US-led invasion of Iraq?

1) The UN finds what the US is looking for after the Iraqis have a particuarly heavy night eating curry and drinking whatever they are allowed to drink (suspicions grow when, the following morning, all Saddam clones seem to walk ‘normal’ like).

Mr Bush says “I knew it!”
Allies jump in tanks and drive to Iraq.

2) The UN finds nothing of note and comes away ‘satisfied’ that Saddam is an honest man and a pretty good croquet player to boot.

Mr. Bush says “That can’t be right. I am going to go and have a look myself.”
Allies jump in tanks and drive to Iraq.

3) Iraq gets fed up of the UN trampling all over their newly mown lawn (satellite photos indicated that the sign said ‘Keep Off The Grass”, not “Weapons Of Mass Destruction Ahead”) and throws them out before a celebratory night eating curry and drinking whatever they are allowed to drink.

Mr Bush says “Now that really is suspicious!”
Allies jump in tanks and drive to Iraq.

4) Saddam and his nearest and dearest are removed by Iraq’s neighbours and by those in the Iraqi government who want to stay alive, and a more ‘politically correct’ government is set up.

Mr Bush says “Ah, bugger! I wonder what it would have been like to attack..”
Allies jump in tanks and drive to Iraq.

Okay, maybe not the last one, but you get my idea. Mr Bush strikes me as being like a little boy with soldiers. What’s the point in having them if you can’t use them? I can see his pre-invasion speech now. All about how necessary it is to go to war on Iraq, regardless. And his closing words?

“Right men, into your tanks.”

Disclaimer: The above does not necessarily reflect the feelings, thoughts or opinions of the person who wrote it, who had to leave the room when the nurse came in to say that they were handing out the meds. The writer is not responsible for the accuracy of any of the information contained therein. It is not to be taken seriously and may not be copied in whole or part and used in any pre-invasion speech.

Something Is Wrong

Another news flash concerned with a police raid leading to the arrests of 40 suspected paedophiles; another UK television personality questioned over alleged links to child pornography on the net; Roman Catholic priests; and there was a musician who…

And the list goes on. What the hell is going on in the minds of those people?

Child pornography, and things related, is wrong. Society says it’s wrong. Morally we know it’s wrong. Deep down I am pretty sure that the people who participate in this type of behaviour know it is wrong as well, but the urge to stay involved clearly distorts every rational and caring thought they might have towards those they abuse.

It’s been going on for a long time. It’s certainly not a new thing, and we can’t blame influences brought about by today’s society. Our attention is being drawn towards it more now thanks to media coverage and better knowledge of exactly what those people are doing.

The internet has helped those people distribute and share what they have, so in that respect it is a child’s worst enemy. On the other hand it has helped to identify and catch a huge number of them – both men and women – and it will go on doing so as long as they keep using the medium.

What can we do about it? Keep fighting it. That’s all we can do. Because until mankind develops morally and spiritually to the point where every capable adult in society lives to protect and positively enhance the lives of our children, then there will always be a small number of ‘low-lives’ who will take advantage of and abuse them to their own, sick, ends.

Slowly we will make the world a better and safer place for them – but it will take as much time as needed to allow people like that to grow to the point where they understand the implications of what they are doing, and change their behaviour. It won’t happen in our lifetime, but one day it will. Until then we keep fighting it, like Visa, the credit card company, who are working hard to limit the number of porn-related online transactions taking place (keep up the good work).

Don’t fear paedophiles. They aren’t worth the energy you’d expend.

Protect your children but let them have lives as well – don’t allow that tiny minority to ruin their lives in any way, directly or indirectly.

Those people still reckon on maintaining a place for themselves in society, regardless of their ‘back-room’ behaviour. Let’s give them the attention they deserve – no attention at all, save that of identifying them for what they really are. Make them outcasts, and let them see what it is like to live in a world where they are the ones who are treated the same way that they treat our children.

With no respect at all.