The strongest indicator of high sexual activity, of the seven Clark studied, was the amount of money spent on alcohol.
No surprises THERE!
now we know why our great grandfathers when introduced to a woman, would kiss her hand.
they weren't being polite, they were "measuring her up" .
the next time you're nibbling your lover's fingers, or scoping hands for wedding bands, you might want to pay more attention to length.. any women here, want to "measure in"?
The strongest indicator of high sexual activity, of the seven Clark studied, was the amount of money spent on alcohol.
No surprises THERE!
i think sometimes that the two symbols of our present kind of technological culture are the rocket ship and the bulldozer.
the rocket as a very, very phallic symbol of compensation for the sexually inadequate male; and the bulldozer, which ruthlessly pushes down hills and forests and alters the shape of the landscape.
these are two symbols of the negative aspect of our technology.
Unfortunately, humanity has become far too intricately enmeshed with it's technology to ever get rid of it.
If we did, most of the world would starve to death almost straight away, and life would be extremely uncomfortable for the rest.
The Gaia hypotheses is pretty obvious, when you think about it. We just don't know how accurate it is yet. There's piles of research proving that humans are affecting the world around them and that sometimes it "bites back", so to speak.
A really interesting question is how does a Gaia reproduce?
Regards,
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vision of terror: the look fanwell khumalo's victims will never forget, and which helped convict the johannesburg chef of serial rape.
his squint - described by the girls he assaulted as "funny eyes" - was instrumental in his downfall.
photo: anton hammerl, the star.
Personally, I think that's the wrong idea, purely because it leaves him in the same country as he started out in.
Nope, a desert island with a mile-high barbed wire fence around it would be a lot better.
a very interesting film.
note: i'm an athiest, and went to watch it purely out of curiosity, since it generated such huge waves of publicity.. i really liked the fact that they recorded it in aramaic and colloquail latin - it's much better to have a roman general saying "veritas?
veritas?
Well, JCanon, there are actually not a hell of a lot of subtitles. There are some parts of the movie where people speak, but there aren't subtitles...they only included them for important lines of dialog.
I simply don't see how anyone could view this as anti-Semitic. The impression you get from the movie is that there were only one or two high Priests who enthusiastically shouted that Jesus should be crucified; the rest of the crowd just went along with them, as crowds are wont to do. There are also many roles where Jews display incredibly self-sacrifice, for example, the role of the man who helped Jesus carry his cross.
vision of terror: the look fanwell khumalo's victims will never forget, and which helped convict the johannesburg chef of serial rape.
his squint - described by the girls he assaulted as "funny eyes" - was instrumental in his downfall.
photo: anton hammerl, the star.
Vision of terror: The look Fanwell Khumalo's victims will never forget, and which helped convict the Johannesburg chef of serial rape. His squint - described by the girls he assaulted as "funny eyes" - was instrumental in his downfall. Photo: Anton Hammerl, The Star
Serial child rapist Fanwell Khumalo stood up and looked at his family with the same eyes that had struck fear into the hearts of more than 40 girls.
Khumalo terrorised girls, aged between seven and 20, in the greater Johannesburg area between May 1997 and May 2001. He had once cooked for the rich and famous at his Iyavaya restaurant in Yeoville. He was also one of Johannesburg's most dangerous people. He had kidnapped, indecently assaulted, raped and even robbed his victims, Judge Labe and his two assessors found. Khumalo had claimed mistaken identity. But his eyes had given him away - they were the feature that most of the girls he had raped could not forget. They testified that they were raped by "the man with funny eyes", which - along with his limp, height and weight - had given him away at identification parades. Some girls identified Khumalo by his squint and limp, but he denied having these characteristics. This was an assertion the court roundly rejected. On Wednesday, the court found the girls' testimony, supported by DNA evidence, to be true. Khumalo had sat throughout his trial taking down notes, with a Bible by his side. He never looked at the girls. The trial was not without drama, right to the end. When the court adjourned for lunch yesterday, investigating officer Captain Bongani Linda intercepted a small parcel - apparently muti - being passed to Khumalo by his family. An eerie hush hung over the court as Judge Labe handed down judgment, convicting and acquitting the accused on the various charges. Whenever the court adjourned, members of the public would rise and look at Khumalo in silence while he talked to his family, and they would leave the courtroom only after the accused had been led down to the basement cells. Judge Labe described Khumalo's evidence as "lies and contradictions". He said Khumalo's evidence had amounted to nothing but a theory that all state witnesses had conspired against him. He found Khumalo's conspiracy allegations had no substance. Judge Labe also described Khumalo as cruel, and referred to an incident on April 22 2001, in which the accused had given a 14-year-old girl, identified only as NK, a horrible choice. "The accused said to her that she must choose between dying or being raped. If she chose dying, he would kill her, and if she chose rape, he would rape her. She chose rape because she was scared of dying," said the judge. "What happened to NK was cruel, especially the choice of being rape or killed," he said. The trial was postponed to March 23 to allow for both the defence and state to produce psychologists' reports before sentencing. Khumalo was remanded.
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I'm speechless!
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a very interesting film.
note: i'm an athiest, and went to watch it purely out of curiosity, since it generated such huge waves of publicity.. i really liked the fact that they recorded it in aramaic and colloquail latin - it's much better to have a roman general saying "veritas?
veritas?
A very interesting film. Note: I'm an athiest, and went to watch it purely out of curiosity, since it generated such huge waves of publicity.
I really liked the fact that they recorded it in Aramaic and colloquail Latin - it's much better to have a Roman general saying "VERITAS? VERITAS?" than "Truth? Truth?" Those two languages have a very harsh, guttaral sound to them, which added all the more to the movie. Apparently Mel Gibson wanted to have no subtitles at all, but that would've sucked, and I don't think most people would've really understood some of what was being said early on in the movie.
Another shocking thing about this movie is that instead of using handsome actors to represent the Roman soldiers and the people, they used actual normal people, and as a result the Roman soldiers ended up looking incredibly menacing. The best thing I can think of to compare the soldiers in this movie to is bulldogs. There are some scenes where they shout in each other's faces and laugh while they're hammering Jesus with the Cat-O-Nine-Tails that are just insanely brutal! But those were brutal times...that sort of thing was really common back then. Still, it made me flinch...
Even Satan looked like Satan in this movie. Instead of his usual depiction as a bipedal goat with a fork, Gibson used a very dodgy-looking guy in a black cape to represent him. Most telling was the fact that Satan had blue eyes - unlike anyone else in the movie (although Cavaziel's eyes are naturally blue...but they changed that to make him fit in). Cavaziel was given unearthly, glowing amber eyes by Gibson, which made his role all the more powerful, since you don't see them much - for 90% of the movie, his eyes are shut in sheer pain and/or covered in rivers of blood. There are flashbacks where you see him with the Apostles, etc, which gave the movie some context.
I was expecting a really crass, commercialized movie, but it wasn't like that at all. The score was excellent, too - it's one of the better ones I've heard, and totally suited the subject matter.
All in all, this movie hasn't changed my beliefs one bit, but it was the first movie that's made me flinch in ages.
for me, the walls of the watchtower were not destroyed by a single giant cannon-ball but rather every brick had been weakened and suddenly the whole thing just 'collapsed'.. i've alwys been an avid reader and a firm believer that you can learn anything and everything from a good book.
anyway, i was reading a bad book, the creation book, and this time things were different.. normally, the mere thought that the wts could "not be right" could not even be contemplated.
it was like you can't even comprehend the concept or understand the question, least of all imagine it.. yet now, i read the book and things were screaming at me from the pages.
Hi Simon,
A very enjoyable post, especially the part where you showed the self-righteous Elder brother the "Shepherding the Flock" book...hehe...I would've paid to be there to see his expression!
Roll on Part 4!
damn.
damn me to hell.
i just now, not ten minutes ago, had a totally cool conversation with this sweet italian girl at starbucks.
RubyTuesday has illuminated an important fact! Ask her if she's already in a relationship...! Very important! Maybe that's why she's not responding! That could very well explain it... Otherwise just tell her that you're an "exotic dancer" during your spare time, and ask if she'd like to see your fireman routine. Works every time!
damn.
damn me to hell.
i just now, not ten minutes ago, had a totally cool conversation with this sweet italian girl at starbucks.
Xena, that's OK. I actually really dig it when a woman has your attitude to life, and yeah, you can't be too careful these days.
Also, being straightforward can be helpful, Logan. Why don't you just tell her: "Hey, I think you're really cool, would you like to do X with me?", where X is whatever, pet shops (cool idea, a bit smelly though...), the aquarium, a nice art gallery, etc etc. If she says yes, and she likes you, she'll probably voluntarily give you her number, otherwise just say something like, "Cool, well give me your digits and I'll give you a ring tomorrow." The possibilities are endless. Dinner is always a good one, but not movies, because then you have to sit next to her for 2 hours plus and just stare at a screen, when you could be getting to know each other. Some ladies really like it if you cook them dinner, instead of taking them to a restaurant where a bored guy called Fabio might spit in the 700th Chicken A La King he's made for the night, know what I mean? That shows that it's really coming from your heart, and that you're not just trying to buy her affection.
Just my humble little opinions...
damn.
damn me to hell.
i just now, not ten minutes ago, had a totally cool conversation with this sweet italian girl at starbucks.
Here are some more things you can try (this thread is getting me really fired up, it's a topic that's close to my heart, amongst other things):
1. Barry White. Try singing some of his songs to her, loudly, and in public. Make your voice as deep as possible. I wanna make luuuurve, baby. OH! Get down on your knees, if possible. Go completely over the top!
2. Ridiculous Compliments. Go up to her and just roll off line after line, with a completely straight face, e.g. "You must have fallen from heaven...you are such an angel...when God made you, he retired immediately...your eyes are like sapphires winking from the mud at the bottom of a Bangladeshi strip-mine...you make my heart leap about and give me an uncomfortably tight feeling in my chest cavity...my stomach burns for you, baby, worse than heartburn..."
3. Crazy Dancing. Just go up to her, and say, "Baby, you make me so hot, I just have to start DANCING!" Then start doing any dance that involves pelvic-thrust-like movements. Pretend that you're one of those women from music videos in the Eighties, that you're wearing a shirt with massive shoulder pads and very tight jeans. This helps create a good first impression. A bit of breakdancing is also really cool, just don't hit her with one of your sneakers as you do a Windmill or a bodypop, that won't really help you.
That's all I have for now.