Outside these carefully managed and massaged sites, the Internet is becoming a cyburban nightmare pervaded by blog dialogues hijacked by foul-mouthed mischief makers, Facebook ‘friendships’ much shallower than conviviality from an earlier epoch, and mindless multitasking by teens distracted by gaming, texting and sexting in the nonstop video mental universe.

I think that if they showed us a consummation or even a simple acknowlegement of their wuv at the end of the series, there would be no way they could focus on it, except in a movie, and even then, I wouldn't want more than one or two scenes that acknowlege the relationship. I guess that makes me more of a finishipper.

At first, the new job as managing director was way over my head, but I grew into it.

Red fascism is fascism and if facism is wrong, Communism is doubly so.