Monthly Archives: June 2011

So You Think You Want Superpowers?

Posted on June 17, 2011 by B Gourley

Superheroes conjure glitz and glamour putting arch nemeses in the slammer. But heroism has its moments mundane. It’s not just a life of bringing the pain.   The Hulk can’t get his deposit back because his ceiling has a nasty … Continue reading →

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Utopia or Dystopia: Is This Our Future in Cyberspace?

Posted on June 15, 2011 by B Gourley

[This essay is cross-posted from my Strategic Ramblings blog.] Imagine the following scenario: You are at a store. There isn’t a human employee to be seen. There are two or three people working in the mammoth superstore, but all are … Continue reading →

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Dear Mr. Putin, Let it Be Known…

Posted on June 13, 2011 by B Gourley

It’s been requested that I let you know the flaws of a certain black belt in Judo. Now how daft would a man have to be to bad mouth the ex-head of the FSB? How many killing arts does the … Continue reading →

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Does This Phone Make My Ass Look Old?

Posted on June 10, 2011 by B Gourley

You’ll probably think that I’m a traveler through time when I tell you of childhood memories of a party line. That’s a landline of a very particular circumstance in which nosy neighbors listened in when they had a chance. Some … Continue reading →

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A Day in the Life of Kim Jong Il [For All You Know]

Posted on June 7, 2011 by B Gourley

Dear Leader wakes not by crow of cock, but gets up at precisely five o’clock. His alarm is a dissident he doesn’t know taking a 10-penny nail through the big toe. Out of the bed and feet on the floor, … Continue reading →

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It’s 2011 Already, Come On!: Where’s My Ray Gun?

Posted on June 6, 2011 by B Gourley

H.G. Wells foresaw the bomb. Never prouder was a mom. Sci-fi gets it so rarely right, says I, sans boots that take to flight. Year 2001 saw no HAL, just Tamagotchis to be your pal. Yes, computers at chess could … Continue reading →

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My Poetry is Lowbrow

Posted on June 3, 2011 by B Gourley

My poetry is lowbrow, you can tell it by the rhyme. There’s no sound of silent thunder, or crossing of the Rhine. No, my topics are pedestrian, not polo-brunch-equestrian. English teacher fits, my grammar surely gives. I’m never shy to … Continue reading →

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Cat-style Kung Fu Guru

Posted on June 2, 2011 by B Gourley

I flew away the other day, and left the world I knew behind. In a trance, as natives danced, I tried to seek but could not find. “Your mind ‘s too strong, you’re doin’ it wrong.” I heard the shaman in my … Continue reading →

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