They were somewhere near Chelyabinsk 56, someone said. You don’t want to go there, a Russian added. One of Stalin’s biggest messes.
They needed to be an independent state, sovereign perhaps, semiautonomous at least. Semiautonomy might be enough, given the realities of the two worlds; semiautonomy would justify calling it a free Ma...
Then it’s a matter of troubleshooting, grasping the bull by the horns, seizing the nettle, coping and hoping, damning torpedoes, and trying any old thing, including the engineer’s solution, which is t...
Then it's a matter of troubleshooting, grasping the bull by the horns, seizing the nettle, coping and hoping, damning torpedoes and trying any old thing.
Take this moment right here, and ask yourself, What is now lacking?
So she fixes things by thinking about them!
Please Jeff? You’re sounding scary. I’m just saying! Besides, what’s scarier than right now?
Only a few people in this world were lucky enough to run into their true partners—it took outrageous luck for it to happen, then the sense to recognize it, and the courage to act. Few could be expecte...
Not to have a correct political view is like having no soul.
No, we’re the two old Muppets on the balcony, cracking lame jokes.
In an expanding universe, Spencer had said, order was not really order, but merely the difference between the actual entropy exhibited and the maximum entropy possible.
If our government tries to back the banks instead of us, then we elect a different government. We pretend that democracy is real, and that will make it real. We elect a government of the people, by th...
He was a fool. Annoying, as fools are. But there are always fools, Freya. People like him will always exist, and they don’t matter. Don’t you see? They just don’t matter. Fools will always be with us....
But the problem of utopia, of collective meaning, is to find an individual meaning. —Fredric Jameson, An American Utopia
No one else can live your life for you.
We’ve been paying a fraction of what things really cost to make, but meanwhile the planet, and the workers who made the stuff, take the unpaid costs right in the teeth.
We were on our own; and so we became fundamentally different beings.
We should think of Earth as our sun. We all revolve around it, and it exerts a huge drag on us.
We live in a world where people pretend money can buy you anything, so money becomes the point, so we all work for money.
We like to blame life for the problems we make,We threaten to change, but it’s always a fake;We bitch and moan that everything’s wrong,Then we get right back to getting along.