Someone Will Actually Die While You Read This

You may need to take a chill pill after reading this little story about Big Pharma.

Honestly I never thought I'd be writing about pharmaceutical companies in this blog - doesn't everybody already hate them? What could I possibly add to the subject?

Their public image is already drowning in enough angry bile to flood a mass grave and nobody expects them to behave with any more civility, altruism or far-sightedness than a rabid goat which is being stung by wasps and has only a flamethrower to defend itself with (I tried to find an illustration but this was the best I could do - sorry, the goat in the picture is not actually rabid)

So I expected to steer clear of the whole pharma-cabal area. But then I read about this, and I kept reading, and finally something in my innards was inspired to secrete just a bit more bile - not my liver, that's long since dried up... I think maybe it was my Islets of Langerhans or something?

Training Wheels for Congressmen?

What, another Pacific Northwest legislator with daffy ideas about taxation and the environment? I could open up a whole new blog about these nincompoops...

It was only a few weeks ago when we covered the scintillating idea from Oregon’s elected officials that people who drive hybrid cars should be taxed more. Their neighbor to the north has not been idle, however, and now Washington state Representative Ed Orcutt has fired a fresh salvo against rationality from more or less the same type of artillery.

Sponsored Detours En Route to Doom

The first rule of advertising since time immemorial, is that every blank surface represents someone losing money from not having an ad on it.

But if you’ve seen some places lately (Las Vegas, Hong Kong, the 4th-9th circles of Hell) you’ll understand that just like endangered species, polar ice and unemployed third-world children, we’re rapidly running out of unsold blank surfaces in our environment. So 21st century advertisers will need to become more devious.

There’s no reason to fear for the future of the ad industry and all its little tapeworm-like denizens, however… the principles of evolution apply even to the lowest life forms. (which is - say it with me - why we’re doomed!)

Sexting Risks - Not Just for Congressmen Any More!

It’s not every day that we come across a story that can inspire the purest form of hopeless, impotent rage to the extent that this one does. Well, it’s nearly every day, but not quite.

In western Massachusetts lies a bucolic county called Berkshire. In Berkshire, the hallowed halls of government play host to the District Attorney’s office. Within these justice-drenched surroundings are stalwart men and women who work tirelessly to maintain order by ensuring that laws are fairly and consistently enforced.

There’s also Second Assistant District Attorney Robert W. Kinzer III, who according to reports in the Berkshire Eagle, must be some kind of scummy deposit behind the fridge in the breakroom.

Now Departing from Gate 27 - Sanity!

It seems like only about 84 days ago when we last reported on baffling concepts in perfume technology, but this one makes me regret ever heaping abuse on that noble scent… in fact, I humbly apologize for ever doubting their contribution to the arts, society and human progress, now that my eyes have been opened to the depths of pointlessness which take place when someone really talented turns their depraved imagination to the art of fragrance.

Recently I learned something which moved my internal doom-clock a bit closer to midnight: There exist people who have been paid to invent, produce and market perfume to make you smell like the great airports of the world.