Babel.
Belittle.
Babelittle.
People tried to build a tower up to heaven.
God (worried they would succeed?) destroyed the tower.
Deconstruct.
Ruckus.
Deconstruckus.
This must have been back when heaven was actually located on the clouds, before it relocated to space where we know it is today.
Paradise.
Distant.
Paradistant.
God didn't stop there. He also made everyone speak different languages, so they wouldn't be able to reconnect and restart the Babel project.*
Language.
Aggravated.
Languaggravated.
Which is why it seems strange when people are strongly patriotic, strongly xenophobic, AND strongly religious.
e.g. "Don't come to America, land of Jesus, until you speak English like God intended."
Patriotism.
Autism.
Patriautism.
Because God was the one who made everyone speak different, remember?**
(Which means he was also the one who made everyone THINK different as well.
Which led to the famous Apple slogan that the snake used on Eve.
Which means that Steve Jobs is the devil?***
Apple.
Pleased.
Appleased.)
* And it worked. They didn't even end up making the MOVIE "Babel" for thousands of years, let alone attempt an actual tower again.
Hollywood.
Wouldn't.
Hollywouldn't.
** I just said it. You got it.
Listen.
Tenacious.
Listenacious.
*** And Ipods are his evil tools.
Nano.
Anointed
Nanointed.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Robotox
Robot.
Botox.
Robotox.
Everyone cares about what they look like.
Even unfeeling futuristic machines who will run amok and try to destroy us one day.
In fact, that's WHY they're going to try to destroy us.
Because even robots can't live up to the ridiculous ideals we set.
Why couldn't we program lower expectations? Why?
But it's too late.
They're only biding their time now because they see that we're softening ourselves up for them.
e.g. They see people injecting poison into our own heads, on purpose, and they'll wait to see if we go further and end up taking ourselves out.
(Also they see nuclear weapons. Or rather, some of them ARE nuclear weapons.)
So soon enough, the ugly robots are going to attack.
And I only hope that the beautiful robots side with us in a battle to protect the status quo.
But there are only so many Iphones, and how much help can they be against an unending army of ugly toasters, most of them wedding presents that have been unloved and resented for years?
Steve Jobs, please start designing a good-looking weapons system.
Sorry the name Hotbot is taken, but you're a genius, get thinking.
Either that or start inventing more poisons to stick into the robots' heads, either to destroy their programming OR to delude them into feeling better about themselves.
You know, teach them to be more human.
Botox.
Robotox.
Everyone cares about what they look like.
Even unfeeling futuristic machines who will run amok and try to destroy us one day.
In fact, that's WHY they're going to try to destroy us.
Because even robots can't live up to the ridiculous ideals we set.
Why couldn't we program lower expectations? Why?
But it's too late.
They're only biding their time now because they see that we're softening ourselves up for them.
e.g. They see people injecting poison into our own heads, on purpose, and they'll wait to see if we go further and end up taking ourselves out.
(Also they see nuclear weapons. Or rather, some of them ARE nuclear weapons.)
So soon enough, the ugly robots are going to attack.
And I only hope that the beautiful robots side with us in a battle to protect the status quo.
But there are only so many Iphones, and how much help can they be against an unending army of ugly toasters, most of them wedding presents that have been unloved and resented for years?
Steve Jobs, please start designing a good-looking weapons system.
Sorry the name Hotbot is taken, but you're a genius, get thinking.
Either that or start inventing more poisons to stick into the robots' heads, either to destroy their programming OR to delude them into feeling better about themselves.
You know, teach them to be more human.
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