Time Didn't Pass; It Tailgated.

And I Repeat: If There Is Anything That Can Divert The Land Of My Birth From Its Current Stampede Into The Stone Age, It Is The Widespread Dissemination Of The Thoughts And Perceptions That Robert Heinlein Has Been Selling As Entertainment Since 1939.

Mankind Is Divided Into Two Basic Sorts: Those Who Find The Unknown Future Threatening ... And Those Who Find It Thrilling. The Rupture Between Those Two Sides Has Been Responsible For Most Of The Bloodshed In History.

Librarians Are The Secret Masters Of The World. They Control Information. Don't Ever Piss One Off.

Now That I Finally Have The Time For It, This Web Surfing Stuff Turns Out To Be As Interesting And Fun And Addictive As You've All Been Telling Me. Zipping From Link To Link, Chasing An Idea Across The Noosphere, Sucking Up Information Like A Killer Whale - Way Cool.

This Is What It Is To Be Human: To See The Essential Existential Futility Of All Action, All Striving -- And To Act, To Strive. This Is What It Is To Be Human: To Reach Forever Beyond Your Grasp. This Is What It Is To Be Human: To Live Forever Or Die Trying. This Is What It Is To Be Human: To Perpetually Ask The Unanswerable Questions, In The Hope That The Asking Of Them Will Somehow Hasten The Day When They Will Be Answered. This Is What It Is To Be Human: To Strive In The Face Of The Certainty Of Failure. This Is What It Is To Be Human: To Persist.