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Wednesday, Jul 03, 2002

sally fourth

damn. and i thought they were all coming back looking for more self indulgent poetry. turns out they just want more besmirkment.
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cocaine blues

"And now the "war on drugs" is merging with the "war on terror," with a corresponding growth in scale and firepower, offering excellent potential for long-term profits for the "defense"-related industries that hold such a disproportionate sway in international politics. This merging also accelerates the moral corrosion that flourishes under the acidic metaphor of "war"--as we can see in Bolivia."

monetary fun

"Brazil, the Workers' Party and the FT
Casino Real: Brazil's Other Challenge"

state of the nation

nothing says independence day like surveillance cameras and metal detectors.

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Tuesday, Jul 02, 2002

greedy little devils

"The corporate world is now embroiled in two controversies. There's the fraud at Enron, WorldCom, Arthur Andersen, and elsewhere; and there's the payment of absurd sums to CEOs. Both developments threaten the free-market system--you're kidding yourself if you don't think that big firms deliberately duping investors, or CEOs awarding themselves hundreds of millions of dollars that should have gone to stockholders, does anything other than erode the reputation of market economics. Both practices also trample important principles of conservative economics, as we'll see in a moment."

honor society

i used to joke about running for mayor of providence back when i was mainlining caffe lattes and choking down cigarettes on the deck outside of The Coffee Exchange. had i just lasted another decade in Providence my time would have finally arrived.

dyn-o-mite

k-tel's Music Express was the first album i ever bought. i think at the time i thought all albums were singles compilations. seeing this midi rendition of Run Joey Run reminded me of it.

i was only suggesting

had a strange moment just now. got out of a disheartenly lukewarm shower after an odd dream with cameo appearences by andrew mccarthy and alan ruck (second fiddle in ferris buellers day off) wherein i was called a traitor for smoking Drum tobacco. meanwhile, im half trying to figure out a line from paul simons Slip Slidin' Away when i stumble entoweled to my computer only to read the page i had loaded earlier this morning that was still on my screen. the headline was Slip Slidin' Away. i would have to call that suggested reading.
and here are the songs lyrics.

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