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Bros for life

"Give a man a bro, he'll chill for a day. Teach a man to chill, he'll have bros for life."

(source)

Divergence of interests

The divergence between your interests and the interests of those who would sell you financial products is pervasive. One of the oldest anecdotes in the financial world tells of a visitor to Newport, Rhode Island, weekend home of American plutocrats, who is shown the symbols of the wealth of financial titans. There is Mr Morgan's yacht, and there is Mr Mellon's yacht. But, he asks, where are the customers's yachts?

(John Kay - "The Long And Short Of It", page 4)

Zitat des Tages

"Der gute Vorsatz ist ein Gaul, der oft gesattelt, aber selten geritten wird."

Charles Babbage

"On two occasions, I have been asked [by members of Parliament],

'Pray, Mr. Babbage, if you put into the machine wrong figures, will the right answers come out?'

I am not able to rightly apprehend the kind of confusion of ideas that could provoke such a question."

(Charles Babbage - designer of a prototype of the first computer)

The morning light

"The morning light peeked in through the windows of the mortuary, pasty and trembling like the sort of ghoulish little boy who would rather see a dead girl than a naked one." (from "Boxer Beetle" by Ned Beauman)

Kids on purpose

"You know you're getting old when your friends start having kids on purpose."

Tip of the day

"Buy a tuxedo before you are thirty. Stay that size."

Snowflake

"No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible."

Leben ohne zu lesen

"Leben ohne zu lesen ist gefährlich, weil man sich mit dem Leben begnügen muss." (Michel Houellebecq)

Wise words

"Just be yourself" is good advice to probably 5% of people.

(source)

Quote

"Poems are just gay sentences."

God's Doodle - The life and times of the penis

I am reading this great book.

blurb: "God's Doodle is the tale of the penis and the ups and downs of history - the macabre and the bloodcurling, the funny and the sad, distilled from myth, world cultures, religion, literature, science, medicine and contemporary life - all told with mordant wit."

A passage about castration: Abuse and betrayal have undeniably always driven some women to castrate men, needing no coercion to wield the knife. But such handiwork became a worldwide phenomenon from the early 1990s after John Wayne Bobbitt, a small-town former US Marine, had his penis cut off by his wife Lorena. Across America, and from China to Peru, copycat cases began to occur, with Thailand becoming the epicentre: by the end of the millennium, over a hundred cases had been reported to Thai police, who admitted there were probably many more but the victims preferred to keep their loss to themselves. Penises, and testicles, can of course be reattached and even returned to normal functioning - if, that is, they can be found. Bobbitt was lucky: his wife had thrown his penis over a hedge and it was recovered. A man in Alaska was equally lucky: his partner had flushed his down the toilet but it turned up at the local waterworks. In thirty-one of the above Thai cases Bangkok Hospital was able to give another meaning to 'friends reunited'. Other severed penises, however, had gone for ever - women had fed them to their ducks or chickens or put them in a blender or down the waste disposal. One man in India had to wave goodbye to his penis after his wife attached it to a helium balloon. (page 119)

Man have castrated other men for more reasons than bloodlust - principally to provide servants, guards, administrators and priests. The Carib Indians (who gave their name to the Caribbean) castrated boys captured from their enemies for culinary purposes. Removal of a male's testicles before puberty prevents the hormonal rush into adulthood. A cannibal people, the Carib appreciated that castrates' flesh remained unmuscular and therefore tender until such times as they went into the pot. (page 120)

Pech beim Denken

"Ich bin nicht doof, ich hab nur Pech beim Denken."

There is no why

"Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why."

(Kurt Vonnegut)