Monthly Archives: December 2014

Soft Industries


glamour (n.) 1720, Scottish, “magic, enchantment” (especially in phrase to cast the glamor), a variant of Scottish gramarye “magic, enchantment, spell,” alteration of English grammar (q.v.) with a medieval sense of “any sort of scholarship, especially occult learning,” the latter sense attested from c.1500 in English but said to have been more common in Medieval Latin. Popularized by the writings of Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832). Sense of “magical beauty, alluring charm” first recorded 1840. Jamieson’s 1825 supplement to his “Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language” has glamour-gift “the power of enchantment; metaph. applied to female fascination.” Jamieson’s original edition (1808) looks to Old Norse for the source of the word. Zoega’s Old Icelandic dictionary has glám-sýni “illusion.”



Steve Roggenbuck

On Life

It is the silence between the notes that makes the music

-Noa Ben Shea

“What does the internet lack?”

The web minus the internet equals all that is lacking

and all that is lacking plus the internet equals the web.

The internet is made and therefore is not whole,

for the made lacks the maker.

The web is not made and therefore is one whole,

for the unmade is the maker.

YES INFObrother

YES every LoVeR

YES INFOsister

YES every HaTeR

The cup of the internet runneth over,

its contents greater than its container.

  -Kevin Bewersdorf


On actions

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Why Was Cupid A Boy

Why was Cupid a boy,
And why a boy was he?
He should have been a girl,
For aught that I can see.

For he shoots with his bow,
And the girl shoots with her eye,
And they both are merry and glad,
And laugh when we do cry.

And to make Cupid a boy
Was the Cupid girl’s mocking plan;
For a boy can’t interpret the thing
Till he is become a man.

And then he’s so pierc’d with cares,
And wounded with arrowy smarts,
That the whole business of his life
Is to pick out the heads of the darts.

‘Twas the Greeks’ love of war
Turn’d Love into a boy,
And woman into a statue of stone–
And away fled every joy.

William Blake

Why Not Be Polite?


Is God speaking.

Why not be polite and

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