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Saturday, 7. September 2002

Calvin and Hobbes



Hobbes: Whatcha doin?

Calvin: Getting rich

Hobbes: Really?

Calvin: Yep. I'm writing a self-help book! There's a huge market for this stuff. First, you convince people there's something wrong with them. That's easy, because advertising has already conditioned people to feel insecure about their weight, looks, social status, sex appeal, and so on. Next, you convince them that the problem is not their fault and that they're victims of larger forces. That's easy, because it's what people believe anyway. Nobody wants to be responsible for his own situation. Finally, you convince them that with your advice and encouragement, they can conquer their problem and be happy!

Hobbes: Ingenious. What problem will you help people solve?

Calvin: Their addiction to self-help books! My book is called, "Shut Up and Stop Whining: How to Do Something with Your Life besides Think About Yourself."

Hobbes: You should probably wait for the advance before you buy anything.

Calvin: The trouble is, if my program works, I won't be able to write a sequel.




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Friday, 6. September 2002

My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama - Frank Zappa



You know, your momma and your daddy Saying I'm no good for you They call me dirty from the alley Till I don't know what to do

I get so tired of sneakin' around Just to get to your back door I crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps out, screamin' "Don't come back no more" I can't take it

My guitar wants to kill your mama My guitar wants to kill your mama My guitar wants to burn your dad I get real mean when it makes me mad

Later I tried to call you Your momma told me you weren't there She told me: "Don't bother to call again" 'Less I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around Just to get to your back door I crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps out, screamin' "Don't come back no more"

Later I tried to call you Your momma told me you weren't there She told me: "Don't bother to call again" 'Less I cut off all my hair I get so tired of sneakin' around Just to get to your back door I crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps out, screamin' "Don't come back no more"

My guitar wants to kill your mama My guitar wants to kill your mama My guitar wants to burn your dad I get real mean when it makes me mad


Yeah baby, turn the BITCH on! Zappa Zappa what do you do with that guitar man. Wow guitar as a weapon, sweet!! Also check out "I have been in you".




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INSIGHT

The disciples were involved in a heated discussion on the cause of human suffering.

Some said it came from selfishness. Others, from delusion. Yet others, from the inability to distinguish the real from the unreal.

When the Master was consulted, he said, "All suffering comes from a person's inability to sit still and be alone."

PROJECTION

"Why is everyone here so happy except me?"

"Because they have learned to see goodness and beauty everywhere," said the Master.

"Why don't I see goodness and beauty everywhere?"

"Because you cannot see outside of you what you fail to see inside."

© Anthony de Mello, SJ




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