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In San Francisco they don't scrawl graffiti in public bathrooms any more; they write URLs, like bushneverwonflorida.com and toostupidtobepresident.com. Also, there's been a man walking around Union Square in a nice suit and sunglasses recalling those aliens with almond-shaped eyes. His sign reads "12 Galaxies Protest Bush Inauguration."

Laboratorium explains those moral copyright notices in British editions of books: e.g., "Jeanette Winterson has asserted her right to be identified as author of this Work." I first ran across this in a copy of Gut Symmetries, which is odd since if I were Jeanette Winterson I wouldn't really want any association, moral or otherwise, with it.

Are we losing those Priceline.com William Shatner ads? They amused me, at least. This article is also entertaining as it contains the most succint indictment I've seen of dotcom marketing.

"A lot of us never understood why William Shatner would have been the spokesman for Priceline," [says Laura Mitrovich, marketer for the Yankee Group.] "A lot of Internet companies did not make ads that we all understood."

Mad cow disease makes it to McDonald's in Italy. I'm also banned for life from donating blood. Related diseases have made it into sheep, elk and deer herds this side of the Atlantic, and now there are dead cows in the American Midwest with uncertain diagnosis. That's it; I'm not eating beef any more. For reasons I can't entirely articulate, this business scares the shit out of me beyond any reasonable level.

More cheerfully, Paul Tatara's Worst Movies of 2000.

 

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