ellauri005.html on line 1188: If I forgot your silly birthday, would you fuss?
ellauri006.html on line 1661: Don't be silly chumps

ellauri014.html on line 1772: It seems to me that Montgomery selects out the best bit of the poem, but again you see my bias. I am that “blossom,” I hope–but if all four verses are included it becomes rather silly to press the metaphor. Still, I think Montgomery was on the right track with her idea of “The Alpine Path.” It is a peculiar provenance that brings us this poem, but it has been an interesting journey. Once I found the names of Ella Rodman Church and August De Bubna I found that others have followed my path of curiosity. The Confederation Centre of the Arts in Charlottetown has some of L.M. Montgomery’s scrapbooks, including her copy of the poem. But the search has been interesting, nonetheless.
ellauri030.html on line 898: Sigmund Freud noticed that humor, like dreams, can be related to unconscious content. In the 1905 book Jokes and Their Relation to the Unconscious (German: Der Witz und seine Beziehung zum Unbewußten), as well as in the 1928 journal article Humor, Freud distinguished contentious jokes from non-contentious or silly humor.
ellauri045.html on line 786: Her book Crossing was a New York Times Notable Book in 1999. Her latest books, The Bourgeois Virtues: Ethics for an Age of Commerce (2006) and Bourgeois Dignity: Why Economics Can't Explain the Modern World (2011), are parts of a four-volume "apology" for capitalism, of which she says: "I reckon this is why God put me on the planet. She thought, '"Hmm. We need an economist who is silly enough to try to unify the scientific and the humanistic sides. Oh, yeah: Deirdre.'"
ellauri046.html on line 369: Diapsalmata: I'd rather be a swineherd than a misunderstood poet. People are vapid, unreasonable, life is a trouble, I feel trapped, and bored. Alas, the door of fortune does not open inwards so that one can force it by charging at it. Business is silly. If the gods offered me a wish, I'd wish for laughter.
ellauri082.html on line 505: Evolution is a slight problem I must own, it looks as if it was a continuous process of rearranging atoms, unless we urge that with the dawn of consciousness an entirely new nature seems to slip in, something whereof the potency was not given in the mere outward atoms of the original chaos. (I know it sounds both silly and pretentious, but what else can I say. I must save the appearances of the good book, or else I am soon out of my cozy Harvard chair.)
ellauri088.html on line 599: In addition, here’s a much earlier spoof of German lieder, from the British comic novel “Three Men in a Boat,” published in 1889. I think it shows just how pervasive and long-standing is the English-speaker’s resistance to the rarefied world of the German art-song. The excerpt is also very silly and probably tells you at least as much about British anti-intellectualism and complacency as it does about German over-earnestness.
ellauri096.html on line 55: Michael Scriven (1964) tried to refute predictive determinism (the thesis that all events are foreseeable), by conjuring two players, “Predictor” who has all the data, laws, and calculating capacity needed to predict the choices of others. Scriven goes on to imagine, “Avoider”, whose dominant motivation is to avoid prediction. Therefore, Predictor must conceal his prediction. The catch is that Avoider has access to the same data, laws, and calculating capacity as Predictor. Thus Avoider can duplicate Predictor’s reasoning. Consequently, the optimal predictor cannot predict Avoider. Let the teacher be Avoider and the student be Predictor. Avoider must win. Therefore, it is possible to give a surprise test. This sounds silly. The Predictor can predict that the Avoider double guesses her. Both can fiture out that this will go on and on, until time runs out, and they still just sit on their asses doing nothing. Thing is, you must remember that the players are part of the game, not outside of it as idealists would have it.
ellauri096.html on line 67: In response to the apparent conflict between freedom and foreknowledge, medieval philosophers denied that future contingent propositions have a truth-value. That´s silly. They took themselves to be extending a solution Aristotle discusses in De Interpretatione to the problem of logical fatalism. According to this truth-value gap approach, ‘You will take a dump tomorrow’ is not true now. The prediction will become true tomorrow. A morally serious theist can agree with the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam:
ellauri102.html on line 418: Before World War II, her paternal grandparents were communists, but they began to turn against the Soviet Union after the Molotov–Ribbentrop Pact in 1939. In 1942, her grandfather, an animator at Disney, was fired after the 1941 strike, and had to switch to working in a shipyard instead. By 1956, they had abandoned communism. Vitun takinkääntäjät, juutalaisiin ei ole luottamista, niinkuin se Trotskykin. Klein's father grew up surrounded by silly ideas of social justice and racial equality, but found it "difficult and frightening to be the child of Communists", a so-called red diaper baby.
ellauri115.html on line 615: If I forgot your silly birthday, would you fuss?
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Alisa is right that an existential sentence is in principle easier to prove than its negative. Just produce a specimen. I bet she filched it from Karl Popper. The negation takes another universal premise to prove it from. But God is a harder nut. If God supporters could produce the specimen, they'd still need to prove uniqueness and the requisite universal properties. God opposers try to argue they do not need that hypothesis. Thing is the supporters clearly feel that need. It's not logic, it's a eusocial insect's builtin circuit. Less stupid egomaniacs are aware of its usefulness as a mind numbing anesthesiac, opium for the masses. Fiction or fact, its a great hypothesis. It would deserve inventing if it did not come pre-installed. Alisa was a silly hag.
ellauri160.html on line 134: He took courses in English in 1907, where he fell out with just about everyone, including the department head, Felix Schelling, with silly remarks during lectures and by winding an enormous tin watch very slowly while Schelling spoke. In the spring of 1907 he learned that his fellowship would not be renewed. Schelling told him he was wasting everyone's time, and he left without finishing his doctorate.
ellauri161.html on line 590: Don’t Look Up wants to paint our inaction with regard to climate change as the result of denialism and being distracted by silly things like, say, a movie streaming on Netflix. But climate change isn’t a comet headed our way in less than a year — a lousy, faulty metaphor for where we’re at right now. Except that IT IS! It's probably too late already. Now get a big mouth fuck goddam Allison Willmore,
ellauri161.html on line 637: There is something genuinely endearing about a film that doesn’t seem to care one bit about coming across as silly as long as its message is heard by the millions of viewers who have so far made it into the most watched film in the world after only two days of streaming.
ellauri210.html on line 122: In the 1905 book Jokes and Their Relation to the Unconscious (German: Der Witz und seine Beziehung zum Unbewußten), as well as in the 1928 journal article Humor, Freud distinguished contentious jokes from non-contentious or silly humor. Tendentious jokes are jokes that contain lust, hostility, or both.
ellauri220.html on line 263: George ManzaGeorge Manza is a neighborhood outcast and illiterate heroin addict whom Nick Shay befriends. Nick accidentally kills George by shooting him with a rifle he thought was unloaded. Fuck Americans are stupid with their silly guns.
ellauri220.html on line 487: You silly. You weak. You baby-hands. No catch horse. No kill buffalo. No good but for sit still, read book. Never mind. Me like. Me make rich. Me make big man. Me your squaw.
ellauri241.html on line 1085: Fuck, that was just a silly dream,

ellauri241.html on line 1622: Arise you silly boy! for the hen-dove shall not hatch

ellauri247.html on line 264: His wife was a fine lady, a "Creole" beauty who had a small stash of her own; but, on the other hand, her income was very precarious, and she herself somewhat silly and incapable in the eyes of Smollett's old Scotch friends.
ellauri256.html on line 518: Boris Sidis (/ˈsaɪdɪs/; October 12, 1867 – October 24, 1923) was a Ukrainian immigrant Jewish psychologist, physician, psychiatrist, and philosopher of education. Sidis studied under William James at Harvard, made 4 degrees, and founded the New York State Psychopathic Institute and the Journal of Abnormal Psychology. He sought to provide insight into why people behave as they do, particularly in cases of a mob frenzy or religious mania. He vigorously applied the principles of Darwinian evolution to the study of psychology. He saw fear as an underlying cause of much human mental suffering and problematic behavior. Boris Sidis opposed mainstream psychology and Sigmund Freud, and thereby died ostracized. Sidis himself derided himself as "silly, pedantic, absurd, and grossly misleading." He later credited his ability to think to his long solitary confinement in Ukraina. Sidis sr died estranged from Sidis jr on October 24, 1923, at the age of 56.
ellauri264.html on line 166: Velma is unpleasant. Velma mostly replaces the old silly sensibility with crass name-droppy pointlessness. Every episode is a cringy, eye-rolling slog that doesn’t seem to have any idea who its audience is, yet seems to despise them all the same.
ellauri267.html on line 97: Based on the novel by Walter Wager, "Telefon" has not aged well because it'(TM)s so dependent on the cold war tension that existed between the USSR and the US in the Seventies. The film is basically a cat-and-mouse game with Soviet agent Major Grigori Borzov (Charles Bronson, that's right Bronson is a commie) tracking rogue Russian scientist Nicolai Dalmchimsky (Donald Pleasence) across America to prevent him from activating sleeper agents. Borzov is assisted by Barbara (Lee Remick. fresh from "The Omen") who asks more annoying questions than necessary, leading the audience to believe she may not be completely true to the motherland. The film's middle section is dragged down by repetitive bomb scares. Dalmichimsky is working from outdated intelligence so his targets are all de-classified U.S. Military installations. Once Borzov realizes the pattern and hones in the next target the action shifts to a more linear chase that'(TM)s further heightened by Barbara'(TM)s loyalties. But the ultimate showdown is deflating because beyond some silly disguises Pleasence's Dalmichimsky is never built up to be a threat. Director Don Siegel uses his flair for montage to craft a his action sequences without dialogue. "Telefon" is a road movie, much like Alfred Hitchcock's "Saboteur" and "North by Northwest" had their leads criss-crossing America here we see plenty of seventies architecture including San Francisco's Hyatt Regency Hotel (used in "The Towering Inferno") and a modernist house resting on top of a barren rock outcropping. The supporting cast is uniformly good (but trapped in underwritten roles), and it'(TM)s nice to see veteran character actors Alan Badel and Patrick Magee playing snotty KGB strategists, and Tyne Daly in a small (and ultimately irrelevant role) as a computer geek. Trivia note: The poem that activates the Russian sleeper agents was used by Quentin Tarantino in "Death Proof" as the lines Jungle Julia has her listeners recite to Butterfly. The lines are an excerpt of the poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep."
ellauri302.html on line 353: Yekel pulls Sarah by the hair and asks her the same silly questions.
ellauri372.html on line 104: Tarentum was a resort town in southern Italy founded originally by Greek colonists: hence the silly reference to Sparta.
ellauri375.html on line 436: Sounds really silly. Why is it more genuine to be good after you have been bad? Like an ex convict. Seems you now say that meaning of life is not joy but struggle.
ellauri383.html on line 517: Lotsa people in Trininad used to hear The Voice of God, V.S. Naipaul tells. One of them even let himself be tied to a balsa Cross but got pissed when people began to throw at him largish stones. Ei jumalauta nyt loppu hei! Laama sabakhthaani! In the previous Gem I opened up the topic of hearing God’s Voice and I gave you the list of guys to whom God had spoken to in our Jakarta and Sysmä based Cell Groups over the years. But how do I know whether It Is God or me? Realize there are times when God Himself breaks the rules. He does that. He is not at all a God who is stuck in his own silly old rules! That is when we may well grasp the wrong end of His humongous stick. That could spell the end of our intimacy with His nugget...
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 73: Burma-Shave sales rose to about 6 million by 1947, at which time sales stagnated for the next seven years, and then gradually began to fall. Various reasons caused sales to fall, the primary one being urban growth. Typically, Burma-Shave signs were posted on rural highways and higher speed limits caused the signs to be ignored. Subsequently, the Burma-Vita Company was sold to Gillette in 1963, which in turn became part of American Safety Razor, and Phillip Morris. The huge conglomerate decided the verses were a silly idea and one of America’s vintage icons was lost to progress.
xxx/ellauri104.html on line 77: The 1968 version contained 100 disorders, In 1979, the third edition shifted away from psychoanalytic emphasis, contained over 200 diagnostic categories, and introduced some silly idea called multi-axial system, which was thrown out in version 5. The term "retard" is generally no longer used, as it is considered insensitive. The more common term now is “intellectual disability”, or just "dumb".
xxx/ellauri167.html on line 600: The republican voices of the 1960s are as loud and silly as the democratic ones today, and that leaves us unsurprised when they reappear at the front of our national consciousness—the media, as any Shell-owning liberal could attest on November 9, 2016, and January 6, 2021.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 964: Ok. So I am simplifying their argument, but I don’t care. I know this is the most you my dear readers can wrap your simian brains around. Their argument is silly in the first place. They found a shoulder blade from a 3-year-old “Lucy” or Australopithecus, and from this shoulder blade they determined that our human ancestors spent a lot of time in trees. Actually, this kind of logic is par for the course with these scientists. In fact, many of their other suppositions from Ramapethicus to Nebraska Man to Piltdown Man and Java Man have begun with either part of a skull, a jaw, or some teeth. It is amazing the creativity they possess when they can develop an entire ape-like man, complete with long wavy hair and hunch-backed appearance from a few teeth.
xxx/ellauri177.html on line 210: The whole spat seems so terrifically absurd and inconsequential. Life assumes a banal, wistful air when the tumult of youth is far behind you. Conflict is downplayed, and emotions are muted. The few unwanted masculine punctuations, all shot with the actors’ backs turned to the camera, seem to drive home the point that men’s opinions and feelings are not important here. In fact, they’re rather silly.
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 136: Kakutani reviewed Norman Mailer’s 2006 novel The Gospel According to the Sun, a first-person autobiographical retelling of the Bible from the perspective of Jesus himself. She called it “a silly, self-important and at times inadvertently comical book that reads like a combination of Godspell, Nikos Kazantzakis’ Last Temptation of Christ and one of those new, dumbed-down Bible translations”; Mailer, never one to shy away from a writerly squabble, called Kakutani a “one-woman kamikaze”.
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 1070: In the summer of 1936, Theodor Geisel was on a ship from Europe to New York when he started scribbling silly rhymes on the ship’s stationery to entertain himself during a storm: “And this is a story that no one can beat. I saw it all happen on Mulberry Street.”
xxx/ellauri200.html on line 315: sympathized, and said don't be silly.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 275: Although Le Guin is primarily known for her works of speculative fiction, she also wrote realistic fiction, non-fiction, poetry, and several other literary forms, which makes her work quite difficult for librarians to classify. Her writings received critical attention from mainstream critics, critics of children´s literature, and critics of speculative fiction. Le Guin herself said that she would prefer to be known as an "American novelist". Le Guin´s transgression of conventional boundaries of genre led to literary criticism of Le Guin becoming "Balkanized", particularly between scholars of children´s literature and speculative fiction. Commentators have noted that the Earthsea novels specifically received less critical attention because they were considered children´s books. Le Guin herself took exception to this treatment of children´s literature, describing it as "adult chauvinist piggery". In 1976, literature scholar George Slusser criticized the "silly publication classification designating the original series as 'children's literature'", while in Barbara Bucknall´s opinion Le Guin "can be read, like Tolkien, by ten-year-olds and by adults. These stories are ageless because they deal with problems that beset us at any age."
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 734: The Spider and the Fly is a poem by Mary Howitt (1799–1888), published in 1829. The first line of the poem is "'Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Spider to the Fly." The story tells of a cunning spider who entraps a fly like Korinna (the name means little girl) into its web through the use of seduction and manipulation. The poem is a cautionary tale against those who use flattery and charm to disguise their true intentions (of fucking the little fly silly).
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 773: For well he knew, the silly fly would soon come back again: Hyvin se tiesi, että tyhmä kärpänen kyllä palaisi:
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 782: Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly, Voi, voi! eipä aikaakaan niin tyhmä kärpänen,
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 793: To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne'er give head: Älkää hemmetissä koskaan kuunnelko imartelijoiden sanoja;
xxx/ellauri295.html on line 676: Increasingly disillusioned by his close observation of communism in practice, Muggeridge decided to investigate reports of the famine in Ukraine by travelling there and to the Caucasus without first obtaining the permission of the Soviet authorities. His accounts helped to confirm the extent of a forced famine, which was politically unmotivated at the time. Muggeridge sacked The Pooh illustrator Shepard from Punch. Pooh was not Christopher Robin's Teddy but his own son's bear Growler. Eventually Shepard came to resent "that silly old bear" as he felt that the Pooh illustrations overshadowed his other work.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 482: And remember this: a great hero needs and deserves a great recognizable villain. That is what was wrong with a movie called “Remo Williams: the Adventure Begins,” which was based on my Destroyer book series. In the Bond movies, 007 confronts people who want to nuke London or steal all the gold in Fort Knox etc. etc. My guy, Remo Williams went up against some mope who was selling cheap rifles to the government…and no one gave a damn. Great heroes need great villains; otherwise they just look silly. The AI monster made of garbage in Remo vanha vainooja, now that was something else.
xxx/ellauri306.html on line 580: Nimetön: I find this movie boring and predictable the acting was poorly done which is hard for me because of the great cast the writing was awful and at times the movie went flat the chase scene at the end was comical and silly the whole movie was a mess. To put it simply, the film completely ruined the book. And that wasn't easy. This is such a bad film. It is an hour and a half too long, and the beginning and middle are insanely dull. The production value and score do not stand up to the test of time at all. This is an example of all of the worst things about the 90's, which might be one of the worst decades for filmmaking. Es wird einfach viel zu viel geredet, als man schon längstens in die Tat umgesetzt hätte. Fazit: Lieber eine kürzere Geschichte dafür intensiver erzählen und Spannung aufbauen!

xxx/ellauri306.html on line 657: MAN: I'm French. Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king

xxx/ellauri306.html on line 662: MAN: You don't frighten us, English pig-dog! Go and boil your bottoms, son of a silly person. I blow my nose on you, so-called Arthur-king, you and your silly English K...kaniggets

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