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Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again.
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Conversations at work

"So, why are the Chinese building their own space station instead of going in on the international space station?"

"The Chinese realize they're in a Cold War with us and so are demonstrating their technical superiority."

"How much trade do with do with them a year?"

"Somewhere in the range of a gazillion dollars."

"That seems stupid of us."

"Well, the good thing is that Vietnam is rising as an even cheaper source of low and high-tech labor. Some factories are moving form China to Vietnam right now."

"Soon we'll all be working for the Vietnamese."

"Wait, wasn't that the Domino Theory?"

I'll leave it up to you to decide which part I played in this conversation.

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