Incompetency Fed On Itself.

Of Course Life Is Bizarre, The More Bizarre It Gets, The More Interesting It Is. The Only Way To Approach It Is To Make Yourself Some Popcorn And Enjoy The Show.

In The 20th Century, We Had A Century Where At The Beginning Of The Century, Most Of The World Was Agricultural And Industry Was Very Primitive. At The End Of That Century, We Had Men In Orbit, We Had Been To The Moon, We Had People With Cell Phones And Colour Televisions And The Internet And Amazing Medical Technology Of All Kinds.

The Computer Has Evolved Into A Partner, A Tool, And An Environment--not Just In Science Fiction, But In The Public Consciousness As Well. Computers Are No Longer Malevolent Iron Brains That Manufacture Tyrannical And Oppressive Answers; They Are Not A Way To Think, They Are A Place From Which To Think. The Computer Is An Environment In Which Answers Can Be Sought, Created, Manipulated And Developed.

The Avalanche Of Time Sweeps Everything Before It. Every Individual Instant Hurtles Into Oblivion, Drowning Out The Obliteration Of The Instant Immediately Preceding It, And Then It Too Disappears Under The Onslaught Of The Next And The Next And The Next. When The Avalanche Has Shuddered Past For A Long Enough Time, The Perception Of The Past Evolves. Distant Events Grow Beyond Mere History And Take On The Weight Of Legend.

I'm All In Favor Of Keeping Dangerous Weapons Out Of The Hands Of Fools. Let's Start With Typewriters.