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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.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Linkee-poo wastes its Sunday

"(The old feminists) would tell me that while things were better, they weren’t perfect. And they would remind me that any freedoms gained could be snatched away at any point… I suppose I knew this was a possibility, but it seemed so unlikely that I never gave it more than a cursory thought. Of course women would continue to enjoy the freedoms that they had. Of course men would listen to women about issues that affected women. Of course dignity and civility would be the primary mode of conversations." So, how did that work out? (Grokked from the Slactivist)

The water wars are here. At least in West Texas. Note they're discussing the Ogallala Aquifer and just how much damage we've done to that very slow filling subterranean water source. Also note that the original Keystone Oil Pipeline proposed route would have put part of the pipeline running through that same aquifer (only much farther north). (Grokked from Paolo Bacigalupi)

Right to work laws explained. (Grokked from the Slactivist)

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