The Internet as we know it is facing a serious threat. There’s a debate heating up in Washington, DC on something called “net neutrality” – and it’s a debate that’s so important Google is asking you to get involved. We’re asking you to take action to protect Internet freedom.
In the next few days, the House of Representatives is going to vote on a bill that would fundamentally alter the Internet. That bill, and one that may come up for a key vote in the Senate in the next few weeks, would give the big phone and cable companies the power to pick and choose what you will be able to see and do on the Internet.
Today the Internet is an information highway where anybody – no matter how large or small, how traditional or unconventional – has equal access. But the phone and cable monopolies, who control almost all Internet access, want the power to choose who gets access to high-speed lanes and whose content gets seen first and fastest. They want to build a two-tiered system and block the on-ramps for those who can’t pay.
Creativity, innovation and a free and open marketplace are all at stake in this fight. Please call your representative (202-224-3121) and let your voice be heard.
“Today, Facebook removed its users’ ability to control who can see their own interests and personal information. Certain parts of users’ profiles, “including your current city, hometown, education and work, and likes and interests” will now be transformed into “connections,” meaning that they will be shared publicly. If you don’t want these parts of your profile to be made public, your only option is to delete them.”
After examining statistics from 27 nations, a group of researchers found the presence of book-lined shelves in the home — and the intellectual environment those volumes reflect — gives children an enormous advantage in school.
^ This is why I need a house with walls covered in bookshelves! Plus, a ladder that I can move along those bookshelves :) oh and french shutter windows, just because i like those.
I’m trying to finish my short story and of course I’m waiting for the last possible minute. But sometimes my so-called creativity just kicks up into gear when its pressured and I come out with some pretty good stuff. I’m just hoping its decent and I tell myself I’ll work harder with the revision xP
But in other news I won an English Award at school :) I think its a bad way of thinking that I was disappointed with myself that my play didnt win but my victorian paper did. You think I’d just be happy with it. Blah, but I am grateful that anything got considered at all. Anyway, back to writing..
Talk about technology being inspired by toys! A mobile device has been created which allows you to “walk the dog” and charge your cell phone at the same time. That’s right, simply going through the up and down motions of a yo-yo will generate enough kinetic energy to charge this mobile phone!
“I want my world to be fun. No parents, no rules, no nothing. Like, no one can stop me. No one can stop me.”—Justin Bieber, proving to Interview Magazine why parents should occasionally spank their kids (via samuraifrog) (via loldisney)
I have no problem blogging about stuff that’s important to me but when it comes to this Personal Statement that I have been working on for months it is the hardest thing in the world to finish! I am not a happy camper.
Gretch, you’re not alone. I havent even really started this personal statement of mine and I’m just looking at screen filled with very little about myself and I can’t seem to write more. Agh! Its ok we can do this!
1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the football before helping around the house.
3. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It!
4. A Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer quickly to No 9 for the meaning of nothing.)
5. That’s Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
6. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you’re welcome. (I want to add a clause here - This is true, unless she says ‘Thanks a lot’, which is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say ‘you’re welcome’ - that will bring on No. 7).
7. Whatever: Is a woman’s way of saying, “F— YOU!”
8. Don’t worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking ‘What’s wrong?’ For the woman’s response refer to No. 4.
9. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in “Fine”.
She came home tired and placed her coffee on the table and sat on a chair to watch tv, then came in the father who held out his hand for the remote. Get Out he said with his impatient stare its the way he’s come to greet the daughter.
His ways had long been too much for the daughter who looked for comfort in the smell of her coffee. She tried not to cringe from his ill-tempered stare grudgingly obeying she got up from the chair with a heavy sigh she dropped the remote. “Try that sigh one more time,” said the father.
Because he could, the self-righteous father said You do what I want to the daughter. He yearned for control like that in a remote, she felt that his presence grew cold like the coffee that stood alone. She thought of his chair as a throne, pompous enough to make all stare.
For once she spoke back with a blazing stare, Why can’t you be like an actual father? Now enraged he got up from his chair Cause you’re a poor excuse for a daughter. Their blood boiled hotter than coffee.The chances of a bond were so remote.
He yelled and pointed at her with his remote until mother and sister walked in. Their stares widened as an arm flew and the coffee spilled. What happened? said the mother to the father. I don’t know he said, ask your daughter! Then he stormed out the house tipping over the chair.
The daughter, weary, picked up the chair upset since she still wished for the remote chance that he would treat her like his daughter. The mother stood there and stared. The sister watched the trails of her father. The daughter’s hope was drowning in that coffee.
Next day the daughter with her listless stare, heard the bend of a chair, the click of a remote and then the father telling her to fetch him some more coffee.
I start falling asleep by my computer, stubbornly trying to stay awake for some reason. I go to wash up and get ready for bed. I come back, sit down, and see my mom at her desk with her head slumped down. She had fallen asleep by her computer, too.
“You think your pains and your heartbreaks are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who have ever been alive.”—
by James Baldwin.
I don’t think I’ll ever get over how good of a writer James Baldwin is. His craft was unprecedented in his time and today his memory is a great inspiration to the writing soul. I wish I could write half as good as Baldwin; I’d be happy with even having a quarter of his talent. After reading Giovanni’s Room, "Sonny’s Blues," and "Going to Meet the Man," he has become one of my favorites.
What he says is true. The connection of pain in books is surprisingly one of the best things about reading books. That sense of compassion or just feeling like you’re really not the only one out there feeling that way—the power of being able to relate to something or experience catharsis is so incredible and comes through in no other way like it does in a well-written book.