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QUOTE(Jon Awbrey @ Thu 24th April 2008, 1:44pm) 
So our judgment that a system is dysfunctional may devolve from the fact the we have failed to detect, identify, or specify its intended objective, or the purpose that the system actually has.
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QUOTE(Count DeMonet @ Mon 28th April 2008, 10:20am)
QUOTE(Jon Awbrey @ Thu 24th April 2008, 1:44pm)
So our judgment that a system is dysfunctional may devolve from the fact the we have failed to detect, identify, or specify its intended objective, or the purpose that the system actually has.
Thank God this image has been created and published. It expresses exactly what I say when I suggest that this site is inherently what Wikipedia could have used as a software platform, rather than Mediawiki.
Could people please "ximg" or "imgx" or whatever-it-is those pics. Old home machine, y'know.
Thanx,
Jon
Thanx,
Jon
at least this hasn't happened.
QUOTE(Jon Awbrey @ Mon 29th June 2009, 12:48am)
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Come out here where the roses have opened.
Let soul and world meet.
The sun has drawn a fine-tempered blade
of light. We may as well surrender.
Laugh at the ugly arrogance you see.
Weep for those separated from the friend.
The city seethes with rumor.
Some madman has escaped the prison.
Or is a revolution beginning?
What day is it?
Is this when all we have done and been
will be publicly known?
With no thinking and no emotion,
with no ideas about the soul,
and no language,
these drums are saying how empty we are.
—Rumi
Nice to see that Don Rumsfeld is starting to make sense at last.
QUOTE(Jon Awbrey @ Mon 29th June 2009, 4:06am)
QUOTE(RMHED @ Sun 28th June 2009, 8:05pm)
Nice to see that Don Rumsfeld is starting to make sense at last.
From one RumHead to another …
Jon
I fucking love you Jon, you're my best buddy.
Nobody understands me Jon, I'm misunderstood I tells ya.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light, too late, the obese have taken over.
He aint heavy, he's my brother, but he's a lighter shade of pale, he's no brother.
Oh dear what can the matter be? Dark perhaps?
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