Jeremi B. Handrinos
on blues by <~>
18 Jan 2003, 11:22 AM
Bulls-eye.
No, yes. yes.
Ahhhh ha ha ha...you're insane! i haVE ABSOLutely no clue as to what in the hell this is about and it's right there in front of me... nice curve ball.
I thought that you need 17 syllables in a haiku. Or am I being stupid? Can you have less?
Have a break. Have a KitKat.
And then read my poem 'Who Flamed Roger Rabbit', and then realise that Bobjim the bloody second has plagiarised it!
Shows the intellegence of the people on this site.
Perhaps you might tell him he is, in your opinion, over-rated as a physicist. I am sure that would make his day. And though I admire his tenacity and courage in coping with his debilitating disease, I admire his work even more.
And "The God Particle" by Leon Lederman is not rubbish. One quote concerning his book, "The book proves that a monumental intellect, complete with requisite mussed white hair and A NOBEL PRIZE, can relate theory and experimentation without being a monumental bore..." Also, it is one of the funniest books I have ever read and for pure wit, it is quite engaging. I bet if you read it, you would be laughing out loud. So don't be a sourpuss, you could use a good laugh and might even learn something.
I'm sure he's not the only one.
The best I've read this a.m.
Come on, Quarton. Stop kidding yourself. Stephen Hawking is the most famous scientist in the world. He does ADVERTISEMENTS on TELEVISION. He is constantly parodied. People are obsessed with him. And why is that? Do you really think it's because he's such a good physicist? Fuck no. 90% of people who recognise Stephen Hawking probably couldn't even tell you he's a physicst, let alone anything about his work.
It's because he lives in a talking, flying wheelchair. He has a robotic voice that is simultaneously comical and terrifying. His face is grossly distorted, and the glimmer of life in his expressions are as hideous as they are reassuring that the wheelchair doesn't control the talking machine. Do you think "A Brief History of Time" sold so well because it was a good book? Of course not. Most people who have it gave up halfway through. IT SOLD BECAUSE IT HAD A PICTURE OF A DEFORMED, GRIMACING PHYSICIST IN A WHEELCHAIR WITH A ROBOTIC VOICE.
Now I am not saying that he is somehow a bad physicist, although you are hellbent on putting those words in my mouth. All I am saying is that his opinion is respected more than it should be in certain areas of physics. Surely you can see that this would be true. It's common sense. You can go on about his work "transcending" his physical problems, and for all I know that's true, because it sounds pretty magical and great, but it has little to do with why he's so famous or influential.
And I did watch "Gangs of New York" with him last night. And I shan't be telling him you said hello.
You dumbasses. It's been up for over 12 hours, yet it says clearly it's plagurised, the origional is 2 spaces down and the title is awful. Yet this has 3 good votes and the origional has nothing. Shame on you.
R.
My pre conceptions of this (pre-read) was it would be clice ridden, i was wrong its a wicked piece of poetry, salacious, dramatic and coated verses like candle wax high number? of course =9=
Very original horus, what I liked about this was the munificence of description especially in the opening. Do you write many concretes? . I have to say the line 'God works on his tan whilst sipping margaritas made me stop reading for a moment and imagine the lazy sod sitting by a poolside with mafia angels dicussing how to waste lucifer because 'he has no respect'. Also the soft star lip brush line was neat, One minor criticism was that it had to fucking end. If your gonna turn this into music you'll have to send me a copy-seriously i might whisper a few of these lines to my beau later in bed and say to her 'call me horus baby' your work is diverse and this is up there with the other one you spent quality time on about africa ***9 and three quarters***
actually, both of my sisters were on that show. i dropped the competitive thang early on, so i never even tried to. they got shorted too. it's a fucking conspiracy, h. um, i mean baba. here, help me get him down. <they ease hector to the floor, and begin to kick him. he scampers away and returns almost instantly with a shaker of grey goose martinis. shamed, we lavish him with praise, and continue our interview.>
*wish 1: i would wish for a smart, kind man, who acts based on truth and gets my jokes. one who puts up with me and doesn't kick me out or leave.
wish 2: "o give me land lots of land under starry skies above...don't fence me in"...i'd run a wildlife preserve, if i could.
wish 3: i will hang onto my 3rd wish, until i need it. i don't need anything more than what i have right now, and needing and wanting are incredible disparate modalities, wouldn't you agree, baba?
*(revised, after consulting with my friend who has been lucky enough to find a partner who suits him)