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today is... [08 Mar 2007|08:08am]
International Women's Day

do some good
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[11 Jan 2006|11:43am]
"We've taken the world apart...but we have no idea what to do with the pieces..."
chuck p
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[23 Nov 2005|10:30am]
some people have the brightest eyes...beautiful...

i had a wonderful time yesterday over a chicken chop and some pointless discussions.
important realizations: i'll pick my loved one over three hundred children anytime.

SUMMARY OF ETHICS TYPES
Ethical relativism
* Often disparaging, what's ethical depends on the individual, the group, the culture, tradition, background

* E.g., Student caught breaking into computer says that, at another university where he came from, it was accepted and encouraged

* Argument against: Just because one class of individuals does something, doesn't mean it's right


Utilitarianism
* One must act to achieve the greatest good for the greatest number

* Places public good over private good

* Possible harmful to minorities and individuals, sacrificed for the majority

* The ends justify the means


Deontological theories
* It's about moral obligation

* It's about actions (not ends)

* Rejects acts that harm minorities, individuals

* Stems from Immanual Kant

* Opposite of utilitarianism

* "Do what is right, though the world should perish."

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[03 Nov 2005|11:52am]
"There are but three events in a man's life: birth, life and death. He is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live."
Jean de la Bruyere
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365 days later...our one year anniversary [02 Nov 2005|10:33am]
[ mood | cheerful ]

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4 outch + tocame

[07 Oct 2005|11:48am]
Lower your voice and strengthen your argument.
Lebanese proverb
9 outch + tocame

[01 Aug 2005|11:25am]
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he isn't. A sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
--Horace Walpole English novelist
2 outch + tocame

[13 Jul 2005|10:12am]
I think men who have a pierced ear are better prepared for marriage. They've experienced pain and bought jewelry. - Rita Rudner
3 outch + tocame

Mark Twain: Eve's Diary [30 Jun 2005|10:43am]
"The Garden is lost, but I have found him, and am content. He loves me as well as he can; I love him with all the strength of my passionate nature, and this, I think, is proper to my youth and sex. If I ask myself why I love him, I find I do not know, and do not really much care to know; so I suppose that this kind of love is not a product of reasoning and statistics, like one’s love for other reptiles and animals. I think that this must be so. I love certain birds because of their song; but I do not love Adam on account of his singing—no, it is not that; the more he sings the more I do not get reconciled to it. Yet I ask him to sing, because I wish to learn to like everything he is interested in. I am sure I can learn, because at first I could not stand it, but now I can. It sours the milk, but it doesn’t matter; I can get used to that kind of milk.


Yes, I think I love him merely because he is mine and is masculine. There is no other reason, I suppose. And so I think it is as I first said: that this kind of love is not a product of reasonings and statistics. It just comes—none knows whence—and cannot explain itself. And doesn’t need to.
It is what I think. But I am only a girl, and the first that has examined this matter, and it may turn out that in my ignorance and inexperience I have not got it right.

forty years later:
But if one of us must go first, it is my prayer that it shall be I; for he is strong, I am weak, I am not so necessary to him as he is to me—life without him would not be life; how could I endure it? This prayer is also immortal, and will not cease from being offered up while my race continues. I am the first wife; and in the last wife I shall be repeated.
"
Eve's Diary
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[06 May 2005|02:13pm]
today:

Zelig by Benjamin Rosenblatt
“The old one is barrel with a stave missing,”

bibliomania.com
2 outch + tocame

[05 May 2005|02:53pm]
problem:
lonely lunches

solution:
bibliomania.com


today:
Zinotchka by Anton Chekhov
"Hatred it seems can no more be forgotten than love..."
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x-posted [26 Apr 2005|04:06pm]
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Ja! [19 Apr 2005|03:19pm]
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this is great stuff...
2 outch + tocame

Art Exhibit [15 Apr 2005|03:34pm]

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Pics of my linocut and the imprints will be posted on lj at a later date.
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[16 Mar 2005|05:16pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

one of the wisest, most interesting comment i've heard all day:
tweek: lmao i feel as if a fart exploded inside my stomach
tweek: i think i killed a shit load of 'the butterflies' people get when they're nervous...

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one half says to the other [07 Jan 2005|11:29pm]
[ mood | creative ]

~ my halo is crumbling apart.
~ don't worry, it's being held up by your horns.
3 outch + tocame

[21 Oct 2004|03:39pm]
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[13 Oct 2004|05:53am]
Z?
5 outch + tocame

[04 Oct 2004|10:10am]
so you breathe out of habit now a days?
so i laugh.
4 outch + tocame

[29 Sep 2004|09:56am]
"A face that toils so close to stones is already stone itself! I see that man going back down with a heavy yet measured step toward the torment of which he will never know the end. That hour like a breathing-space which returns as surely as his suffering, that is the hour of consciousness. At each of those moments when he leaves the heights and gradually sinks toward the lairs of the gods, he is superior to his fate. He is stronger than his rock." camus
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