When I think of my art, I envision a child popping a wheelie on a tricycle. That shit just shouldn't occur.

Somewhere between a fight and a dance is the mystery of our true spirit. A secret that can turn moments into a history fit for human consumption. To let time nourish instead of erode, to let time nourish instead of erode, to let time nourish instead of erode. To let time nourish instead of erode.

This weekend, British Prime Minister Tony Blair promised that any soldiers suspected of torturing Iraqi detainees would be disciplined. The Chief of the General Staff of the British Army, General Mike Jackson, has stated that any soldier who subjects Iraqi prisoners to ill-treatment or torture is not fit to wear the Queen's uniform. General Jackson also sat on the Army Board that ruled that the murderers of an Irish citizen, Peter McBride, were fit to wear the Queen's uniform and could remain in the British Army.

Is it really any wonder that British soldiers murdered, raped and tortured detainees while serving in Basra alongside Scots Guardsmen Wright and Fisher, the convicted murderers of Peter McBride?

I must admit that I'm a bit torn on this particular issue. I, myself, am not an organ donor. Why? Because I want to be prepared just in case there is some sort of afterlife in which my vital organs may be needed. Anyway, that's the short answer for why I choose to not be an organ donor, but it goes deeper... I still haven't decided whether I wish to be buried or cremated once I finally die. If there is an afterlife of sorts in which I would need my earthly form intact, I would take comfort in being buried with my body unaltered. Why should I have to donate my eyes to some blind bastard, lest I suffer in the afterlife without being able to see?! Also, on the same side of this coin, I am concerned that any part of my living flesh that may be put into another human being may still hold a portion of my consciousness, leaving me to experience the continued existence of the organ's recipient through his/her senses, unable to control any aspect of this new life for said organ.

Aside from theological aspects, here's what really divides me on this issue. As a modern Druid (or Secular Humanist), I fully support the advancement of the human species via science and technology. In this perspective, I should want my body donated to science once my life ends. However, I also feel that the earth is over-populated by humans as it is, and if my body is destroyed/buried in its entirety after my death, this may increase the chances of hindering the bearing of posterity by those who may benefit from my donated organs.

It is for these reasons that I (at this point in time) have chosen not to be an organ donor. To some, this may sound selfish, and it is to some extent. However, it's also about preservation of our planet and to keep our species from over-populating and dying off completely. If that makes me a selfish asshole, then so be it.


SIDE NOTE: This essay is far from being my complete view on this issue as it is more of a "reader's digest breakdown", feel free to contact me directly for further deliberation.

When is it finally going to stop? When will the spammers realise that no one is interested in their products? Anyone with internet access should already know that the enhancement/diet pills/treatments don't work. How many laws need to be passed before this type of "forced-down-your-throat" guerrilla advertising will finally come to an end..? Checking my daily email messages has become an all-out war! We are all aware that spam adversely affects the business environment in several ways. Time taken to deal with spam results in loss of productivity. Viruses are transported in spam messages and the spam content is often offensive. Last April, the company I work for implemented an enterprise filtering solution to control spam. At that time, we were receiving 40,000 emails each day, of which 31% were spam. Today we are receiving 66,000 emails daily, of which 56% are spam. Clearly, the amount of spam is on the increase as are the threats spam can carry, and these filters are simply not enough. Too often, real business messages get quarantined as spam while the real spam slips through the filters.

A time is going to come when we, the cyber-people, will have to take the law into our own Carpal Tunnel Syndrome suffered hands, rise up and hunt the spam bastards down, cram all their penis and breast enlargement pills down their throats, cover their entire bodies with their weight-loss patches, pack them all onto their fantasy vacation cruise-liner, send the ship to some remote, uninhabited island in the South Pacific (or France for all I care), then DROP A GODDAMNED H-BOMB ON THOSE HORSE-COCK SUCKERS!!!


EDIT: In this rant, I have suggested that death is the only acceptable punishment for spammers. In reality, I'm not quite so heartlessly blood-thirsty. Instead, simply filling their lungs with angry wasps or replacing their blood with turpentine would be satisfactory.