This morning's song

For some reason, I've had this playing in my head all morning, so I thought I'd share it.

I used to be a sinner, used to have my cake and eat it
They warned me of my fate but I was quite prepared to meet it
“You’ll go to Hell”, they smiled at me, and warned me of the roaring fires
But I was happy living wild and fuelling my own desires.
I was a wild man, drinking, smoking, and messing about with women
Lots of women.

Oh, I wanna go to heaven,
The place to be is right up there.
I wanna go to heaven
It’s gonna be good so I won’t despair.

I decided to reform and pray, beg mercy for my soul
I threw away all my bad habits, adopted an entirely different role
I prayed in church, begged mercy for my soul.
I prayed out of church.
I gave money to the poor until I was poor,
But at least I ensured that I would go up there
Instead of down below, to the inferno
Where the evil flames of desire
Burned higher and higher and higher.

I’m gonna go to heaven
I paid my dues so I’m getting in
I’m gonna go to heaven
It’s looking good if I abstain from sin.

I arrived at the pearly gates, neatly sidestepping the long queue
Waved ‘Hi!’ to St peter, who checked my card and let me through
I laughed, threw my hands in the air, and got arrested.
They said “Hey man, you’re in the wrong place.
“Your behaviouir is a disgrace.
“Here we pray every hour, on the hour,
“Read extracts from the Bible and look solemn.”
“What?!” Says I, “No party!?”
No party.
Let me out!

Let me out of Heaven
I got it wrong no I can't stay here
No laughing in Heaven
Let me out, I just can't stay here

Well, I ran around in a state of shock and panic
This wasn’t what I expected, here was looked like a bunch of manic depressives
“Can I get a transfer?” I screamed,
But no, once you’re in heaven, you’re here for good, the good of your soul.
If you wanna go to hell, you’ve really gotta be bad.
“Okay, okay, I’ll be bad, I’ll be bad.”
Too late
“What do you mean ‘too late?’”
Too late!
Noooooo!

Let me out of Heaven
I've got it wrong, no I can't stay here
No laughing in Heaven
Oh god it's awful here
Going crazy in Heaven
Take me out let me go to Hell
No laughing in Heaven
Don't laugh this place is Hell.

A link stolen from dmwcarol

Rocky Horror meets LOTR...tres odd...


http://www.libraryofmoria.com/crossovers/therockyfellowshippalantirshow.html

Thoughts on cloning...thoughts on clinong...thoghts in clunen...thouhs ah clowni...forts are clownin

Just been thinking about cloning, and the objections to it. Thoughts, really, not much more...

Religious objections to cloning seem to me to be fairly pointless; we aren’t playing God, as theology claims that the thing God cares about is the soul, not the body, and as we aren’t recreating souls, then nothing has been done against any Holy law.
Nobody is claiming that cloned kids are any more than identical duplicates; as are identical twins, and nobody frets about whether they have souls. Basically, if God wants them to have a soul, then they will, and if he doesn't then there's not much we can do about it.
The human moral objections are more of a grey area, but still less pressing. There’s evidence that clones suffer degenerative disorders for no readily explained reason, and so deliberately creating a child that’s likely susceptible to such things is probably morally wrong – certainly it’s higher on the ‘wrong’ list than deliberately aborting a normally conceived child that is susceptible. In addition, cloned kids, especially at this stage, are likely to grow up completely fucked in the head. Growing up knowing that you’re completely different – and also all the other kids at school will be merciless (kids are like that) to someone different – will lead to cloned kids growing up into yet more emotional Michael Jacksons. It’s morally wrong for parents to deliberately inflict that on their kids as well.

On a social basis, I can’t see a problem. Cloning is expensive and unreliable at best, and as such it will remain the preserve of religious whackos, gullible rich folks who have been convinced that it will bring back little Billy who was hit by a tram in an identical format, and radical feminists who can’t handle the thought of a man being involved in the reproductive process at all. Hardly a large demographic sample, and I don’t see the good old fashioned way of making kids being outdated anytime soon.

Prickly David, keep out of reach of children

Doing a quick read-through of my posts & replies to people over the last few weeks, it's noticable that the overriding impression that I get of myself is one of irritation - namely that I seem to be snapping at people very peevishly for very little provocation.
Thinking about it, this is probably because of real life stuff - the absurd working hours I'm doing. Take today for example: out of the house at 6:55 Am, home for 7:45 Pm - and that's a good day.
Environment affects us greatly, and so next time I'm chippy at you online, just nod sagely and say to yourself - "Hmmn, David's just had a two hour train ride, followed by another meeting with his boss to discuss just how working more for less money qualifies as a market rate pay deal." It will explain a lot, believe me.
People thus far chipped at or generally belittled for little reason include: raggedhalo, applez, nebuchanezzer, and marlowe1, and that's off the top of my head. Consider yourselves approriately apologised to. Same to anyone I've missed.

NB: Note to raggedhalo: just because I'm currently getting the sort end of the capitalism stick doesn't mean I think it isn't a better system than any of the ones you approve of.