Heres a joke.

Farrah Fawcett (the actress that died on the same day as Jackson), goes up to heaven, and God says, "Listen, you've been a good part of society, and I want to do you several favors. What's your first idea?" And Farrah says "Listen. I've been trying to help a lot of kids when I was alive. Can you help them?"

So God goes down and strikes Micheal Jackson dead.

B**l**it... if there is a literacy rule i always found to be self-egocentricly snobbing to the masses of readers & to put a single human being at nearly the level of an importance they don't and never will have -- it's that stupid law of proper writing principles.

I start phrases by capitalizing the initial letter to insist on the fact that there was a dot before it.

I don't care what systematic education means by such an obvious propaganda trick, i NEVER will submit to it.

We the people, are a bunch of i's. Minimalized and grammatically mispelling whatever we were enforced to follow by typographic errors in published novels and junkie newspaper filt.

So, *i* me a set of tolerances and a whole round of humble thoughts, only GOD knows why i'm sooooo upset about ghetto-blaster slang driven jerks who claim education gives *i*, you, them the right to insult childrens of the intellectual quest for perfection.

Typo.

i.

Maybe you did, I spent the day swearing, profusely and creatively, whilst wishing death upon the populace that actually watches that shit instead of turning the TV back off after thirty seconds.  Actual news to report, that news being the end of civilization passing through the house, and they spend the whole day talking about someone with an identity crisis that doesn't actually matter in the big picture.  Society is fucked.

I loved it when I flipped on the news on the reporter said: "Here we are at the city that has the world's attention." I thought, Tehran? No, I'm sorry, it was actually Los Angeles the guy was talking about. Hollywood is so much more important than what's going on in Iran right now.

I was responding to Kaltes' post, Zyx, not you in any way. I even quoted the post, even though mine was the very next post.

If you are put off by the fact that "I" should always be upper case, well, I'm sorry. It is no insult to you or anyone else to point out the fact.

Doesnt anyone care that Billy Mays was found dead in his home this morning!?!

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,529328,00.html

R.I.P. Billy, you will never be forgotten.

I find heckling people about spelling, grammar, and typos to be of more value than news of this or that celebrity kicking the bucket.

OK, I'll give you that one, but I already said I was really over famous people. I'm Amurrican. My nation's founders fought a revolution to free ourselves from aristocratic rule. What do we have a couple of centuries later? A corporate oligarchy running the back office and a totally insane bi-coastal ego circus running the front office. Jefferson would be spinning in his grave if he hadn't thoroughly decomposed.

IIRC, some classical Greek city-states had an analog to the crime of puffery that might have included simply being a rudely-loud bastard, and they stoned people for it. I buy Oxi-clean regularly, but I tried it because people I know suggested it to me, not because Mr. Mays yelled at me on TV.

I've kept buying Oxi-clean not just because it is 'less harsh' than lots of other industrial cleaning products, but because it really is versatile. It's good for everything from boosting laundry soap to cleaning grout (although getting the paste to the right consistency and temp to stick on vertical surfaces is tricky). I've even found it to be a decent replacement for those fancy 'enzymatic' build-up removers for plumbing, although I've only beend doing that a few years so I'm not certain if my pipes are taking a hit despite what I've gathered from ads and packaging.

Well, OK, Mays didn't sell me Oxi-clean personally, but he did make me wonder about Orange-glo. I don't have wood floors, but most of my walls are lovely old Florida pine paneling.

My main problem with the advertising industry (other than pervasive puffery) is that I can't stand the fact that the spending is tax deductible for their customers. Well, that, and the fact that I find it quite unwholesome to try to convince a stranger that they need something just because you want to sell it. It's an industry by idiots, for idiots, except the idiots running the industry are fearfully clever at one thing--advertising.

The "Awesome Auger".  I don't know why I just thought of that.  I probably need one.

People say that celebrities die in threes.

Leave it to Billy Mays to throw in an extra at no cost.

Yes. I am so very glad that we have all been graced by the wonder of 'Thriller'. What would the world be like without the moonwalk or the robot? I find myself crying myself to sleep everynight, knowing that no longer I will be blessed with such nuggets of true genius as Billie Jean. The world is truly reduced with such an stable and emotionally secure person gone forever. What ever shall we do? Truly, we are a world in mourning over the death of a singer. A singer.

Michael Jackson's influence and affect on such meaningful areas of health research, sciences and mathematics were profound and influenced all in the world. Wait...if only he actually had contributed. Then it might mean more.

But I digress! He was such an influence in the world! Provided you had the money and the infrastructure to be able to get his music. Okay, he was a major influence in Western post industrial societies! That's the whole world, right? Right?