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The Unknown

This is the Rumsfelian poetry.

"The Unknown"
As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.
--Feb.12.2003 Defense News Briefing
--Excerpt taken from http://slate.msn.com/id/2081042 based on actual transcript

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But why, Mom? Why?

Naught's had, all's spent
What is got without content
'Tis safer to be that which we destroy.
That by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
--Lady Macbeth in Macbeth

nearest translation:

We did everything we could to achieve and maintain this goal.
And yet, all that we have gotten, we are not enjoying it.
Oh, we're so worrying for our safety and our life, that it would be better that we were the ones we destroyed, Banquo and Duncan, than to suffer in this manner that we might be the circus laughinstock of the people, and all our joy is just not realistic, not safe. Order's disordered.

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On the Passion

I am sufficiently amazed at the ability of one--in particular, a post-pubescent male--to be able to engage in self-reasoning to overcome, divert, or at least delay his passion, his desire to seek sexual orgasm at moments when his body urges him to do without thinking, to fantasize, to achieve a . . . a quick goal. Granted, it may not even be that great. There's not even anything you could say is emotional about it.

So, in particular, without the female ideology to temper a man, if indeed he can be tempered, he will be prone to active sex. We have heard of extramarital affairs that husbands have even though they are, indeed, satisfied with his wife and his relationship. There is no thinking, no reasoning. He does not form an emotional bond.

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20030709

Little news for the past few days.

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20030706

I know I am staying on the computer too long when I realize that I don't know where I want to go on the Internet. It means either that I have nothing to do or that I don't know how to browse leisurely.

If it is the former, then I need to go out and take a walk.

If it is the latter, then I need to go out and take a walk.

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[Fiery speech below:

Why does one commit suicide, and in the process, kill others? We could confine this anomaly solely to the face of a young Middle-Eastern man, but the many spate of horrors unleashed upon us in recent time usually have a kinder face: that of a woman, or of a child. That aggressive commission to end other innocent lives by ending his or her own life must be examined not because of a now-not-so-recent event--though it must not be forgotten--that has happened to change the security of the free world, but because its development that began with the establishment of Israel must concern us.

We cannot regard the Middle East as containing nations of savages. Nor can we say that they are so hell-bent on their hatred of us that no amount of attempted reconciliation, negotiation, diplomacy can set them away from their pathway of abominable self-sacrifice that the Islam religion itself condemn.

End fiery speech]

I might as well transfer away from college. I know I bring it up again and again, but I just had an almost terrifying vision. It was me, staying at my parents' home, and I am 24 years old. I could have been 40 years old, but 24 is a number at which many people seem to bristle. Getting away from home could provide me a splendid opportunity of making friends with people, learning how to share rooms, and possibly learning how to ask people if I can live with them for a while. That kind of things.

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