Google plans to make PCs history

Industry critics warn of danger in giving internet leader more power

* David Smith, technology correspondent
* The Observer, Sunday 25 January 2009

Google

Google is to launch a service that would enable users to access their personal computer from any internet connection, according to industry reports. But campaigners warn that it would give the online behemoth unprecedented control over individuals' personal data.

The Google Drive, or "GDrive", could kill off the desktop computer, which relies on a powerful hard drive. Instead a user's personal files and operating system could be stored on Google's own servers and accessed via the internet.

The long-rumoured GDrive is expected to be launched this year, according to the technology news website TG Daily, which described it as "the most anticipated Google product so far". It is seen as a paradigm shift away from Microsoft's Windows operating system, which runs inside most of the world's computers, in favour of "cloud computing", where the processing and storage is done thousands of miles away in remote data centres.

Home and business users are increasingly turning to web-based services, usually free, ranging from email (such as Hotmail and Gmail) and digital photo storage (such as Flickr and Picasa) to more applications for documents and spreadsheets (such as Google Apps). The loss of a laptop or crash of a hard drive does not jeopardise the data because it is regularly saved in "the cloud" and can be accessed via the web from any machine.

The GDrive would follow this logic to its conclusion by shifting the contents of a user's hard drive to the Google servers. The PC would be a simpler, cheaper device acting as a portal to the web, perhaps via an adaptation of Google's operating system for mobile phones, Android. Users would think of their computer as software rather than hardware.

It is this prospect that alarms critics of Google's ambitions. Peter Brown, executive director of the Free Software Foundation, a charity defending computer users' liberties, did not dispute the convenience offered, but said: "It's a little bit like saying, 'we're in a dictatorship, the trains are running on time.' But does it matter to you that someone can see everything on your computer? Does it matter that Google can be subpoenaed at any time to hand over all your data to the American government?"

Google refused to confirm the GDrive, but acknowledged the growing demand for cloud computing. Dave Armstrong, head of product and marketing for Google Enterprise, said: "There's a clear direction ... away from people thinking, 'This is my PC, this is my hard drive,' to 'This is how I interact with information, this is how I interact with the web.'"

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The first question that comes to my mind was...........

Where will we store our porn??!!

what about the indiscreet naughty pictures/videos we took with our partners/spouses/flings?

lol

Good Idea, Bad Idea.

Woke up with a severe pain in my right foot on wednesday afternoon, must have sprained or dislocated something. Took the pain for a day, Went to a chiropractor who runs his business from home at bukit batok today.

He's pretty good, no excessive pain experienced, nor excess strength used to put things back into place. Fixed my heel bone, wrapped up with meds. He tells me that I should be up and running again tomorrow.

Good idea, cut down on alky and club only on holidays.
Bad Idea, dancing when you already have a torn ligament in your right foot.

random nursery rhyme i stumbled upon

Hey diddle diddle,
The cat played the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
He ran from conviction
And fed his addiction
As the dish heated the spoon
The spoon begged to go
But the dish shouted "NO!"
The Heroin will be ready soon

- From Cyanide and Happiness

Of Pineapple Tarts and Kuih Bangkit

Chinese New Year goodies. Pineapple Tarts and Kuih Bangkit.. My godma used to make em every year, when I was very young. And of course, I'd be pretending to help her at her place at Ang Mo Kio, just like how I "helped" her at her economical beehoon stall during weekends and holidays, at the no longer existing Old Seletar Market.

The ones she made were excellent, she'd make a batch to sell and another batch for family and relatives. Her's was naturally my favorite, nothing I've tasted comes close to the ones she made. The pineapple tarts are particularly time consuming to make but she used to make a pretty tidy sum from selling them. Since her health started failing a few years ago, she stopped making them.

She just passed away last year and strange as it seems. The pineapples tarts and kuih bangkit, I've had this Lunar New Year; Just tastes bland and unappetizing. These two Chinese Lunar New Year goodies.. just don't taste the same anymore...

Lunar New Year Clubbing

Just got home like an hour ago. Guzzling water and 100 plus. I had supper earlier but now I'm damn tired from all the dancing and the boozing earlier. I have to consume more liquids or I'll have a terrible hangover when I wake up.

I cannot remember when was the last time I went clubbing. I guess the night life doesn't really appeal to me anymore. I initially planned to stay home and do some reading. But someone I just started chatting with recently, asked me to join her and her friends. Didn't really intend to go but I guess I was bored at home anyway.

Pretty nice and friendly group I guess, I was surprisingly quite sober and was not really high yet, however that was achieved with some guile. Which I will explain later on.

Coincidentally at the end of the night, there were 7 guys and 7 girls. The peeps were pretty nice and friendly. But ironically the friend who asked me to go down was kinda cold to me, I don't know why. =/ I guess I just decided to have my own fun. So I ended up dancing the night away with a girl Y in the group, but if you think about it. Being on the dance floor, keeps her away from the table and the bottle of martell. She kept wanting to pour the martell straight from the bottle into my mouth. I gave in 4 times and after that took to the dance floor with her.

I can still hold my liquor pretty well, so I didn't get smashed, even though i drank quite abit. I guess the amount of alky consumed hardly compares with what the amount I drank during my "hard" clubbing days, however I still have my weaknesses. 1 bottle of something and I'd get wasted.(PS: I WILL NOT TELL U, LOL)Yeah, used to club 4-5 days a week, when I was in my early twenties.. The brothers, all drank like camels. Your birthday means you'll likely be sent/dragged home by the guys. Because tradition dictates that, they get u plastered on your birthday.

Y is pretty wild I guess, it was fun dancing with her. She's got the moves and the energy. I had a really good time. Which really surprised me because Double O isn't exactly my kinda joint. Ok... fine, that energizer bunny made it fun for me.

Went to Dragon Fly for awhile when Double O closed. But heck, it took damn bloody long to get a cab. sheesh.. We couldn't get a cab even though we tried "calling" for one. It took more than an hour to get a cab, by the time we reached. We were only at Dragon Fly for like 20 mins before it closed? Got a lift from Zach n his gf, as they were going for supper at cck area. Easy Peasy for me to go home after supper. In fact, I took a bus home lol. Easier than waiting for a cab.

Later in the car, Zach sounded me out about Y. But I told him, no worries. What happens in the club, stays in the club. I'm not interested in looking for trouble.

My back is aching from all the dancing, and my right foot is sore from being on my feet for so long. I need to stay off my feet.. seriously.. I think I aggravated my injury. -.- I'm going to see a doctor again on wednesday.

Alrighty washed my face, done some skin maintenance, finished my water and I'm heading to bed now. My relatives will be at my place in a few hours. I don't even know If I can be woken up later by my mum.

Toodles.

The Noose on Foreign Workers and Maid Abuse

Funny shit... the super worked "accents" as hilarious.. and Barbarella Chantel-Thomas the SPG lol

Over and Over again

Oh well, town was crowded today. Went to buy a new earpiece, mine just died on me today. MEH......

Was supposed to do some shopping and then go catch Elegy. The crowd sorta made me change my plans. I hate huge crowds at least nowadays. *cough cough* getting old maybe.. Went straight after awhile, the feeling of milling with the crowd and the terrible human jam at the traffic lights at the taxi stand at bugis junction. sonovapeach.. Makes me wish I got a grenade launcher handy... Going do some early shopping tomorrow before going home for reunion dinner.

I'm replaying the song, Paper Plane over and over again. The OST for Slumdog Millionaires is so so. This song is the most outstanding in the soundtrack. I've been playing the song for the past 2 hours.. I suspect the song has subliminal hypnotic properties. =/

A couple I know, just broke up recently. I guess they had issues and the guy sorta cheated on his girlfriend. I guess there were issues between the both of them. Which I cannot divulge here. Unfortunately the girl took it quite badly and sorta starting washing the laundry online. Soon.. there was a huge mob of pitchfork and torch toting friends.

I know the girl before they got together, she's a friend of a friend and I've actually been chatting with her on msn for almost 2 years? I know the guy for almost a year now? They sorta were together since september last year? To be honest, I never met the girl in person until a few months ago when I went for an ice cream outing with a bunch of friends. When they just got together, I did sound him out to not break her heart.

When they broke up, I was perhaps the most shocked because I've been talking to both of them and they seemed fine. After having a good talk with the girl, met up with her to let her talk and y'know release the emotions. I guess from what she has told me, I suppose it was inevitable. I did not approve of the whole washing of the laundry online and how the lynch mob was "crying for blood".

He cheated on her but he admitted his fault and ended the relationship. Yes, it does not justify what he did, however I can safely say that there are people who have done far worse things; in order to cover up for their own mistakes. I made it clear to him, if he had done anything different. I would've went for my pitchfork and torch, and I'd be at the FRONT of the lynch mob.

I guess everything is just sinking in for the girl. I do hope she will recover, heal and move on, after she is done grieving. Someday she will meet her peter pan and who will bring her to Neverland. That was on her profile in friendster and got me talking to her.

ah well......

*Bang Bang Bang Bang* *Click* *DING*

Always Online.........

Kumiko Chan showed me this video. It is indeed touching.. tragic..
Well...... the next few thoughts that came to my mind was... no specifications on the medical report...

Maybe the guy fooled around behind the girl's back and he got AIDS. Thus he decided to leave her...

Kumiko Chan's Response:

wat kinda inference is tt?
tt's so...
melancholic...

Sorry, I tend to think around the corners and into every nook cranny, above and under.

Ok fine, I paused the video and verified. Look at the video screen at 3:25/5:58. The guy was diagnosed with Multiple myeloma. Doing some research online, it is a form of cancer of the plasma cells, which is the immune system cells in the bone marrow. Condition is known to be incurable. =/

Don't get me wrong, I just feel that such fairy tale like scenarios. Often or not, just perpetrate an idealistic and unrealistic impression towards love. Yes, people often buy the fecal matter or fling fecal matter at others when they break up. Some cock and bull story as usual. Yes, people just can't be honest and direct.

Cest La Vie!

ELEGY 禁慾

ELEGY 禁慾
synopsis

Charismatic professor DAVID KEPESH (Ben Kingsley) glories in the pursuit of adventurous female students but never lets any woman get too close. When gorgeous CONSUELA CASTILLO (Pénelope Cruz) enters his classroom, however, his protective veneer dissolves. Her raven-haired beauty both captivates and unsettles him. Even if Kepesh declares her body a perfect work of art, Consuela is more than an object of desire. She has a strong sense of herself and an emotional intensity that challenges his preconceptions. Kepesh’s need for Consuela becomes an obsession, but ultimately his jealous fantasies of betrayal drive her away. Shattered, Kepesh faces up to the ravages of time, immersing himself in work and confronting the loss of old friends. Then, two years later, Consuela comes back into his life—with an urgent, desperate request that will change everything.

Director: Isabel Coixet
Cast: Penelope Cruz, Ben Kingsley, Dennis Hopper
Genre: Drama
Runtime: 113 mins
Rating: M18 (Sexual Scenes)
Language: English
Awards: WINNER of Best Supporting Actress – LA Film Critic’s Awards 2008

Cleaning up..

Gona be going out today to do some CNY shopping. Been throwing stuff outa my closet, Old stuff that has been hidden inside my cupboard; momentos from the past, old clothes, old letters, orphaned socks and miscellaneous unmentionables. However there are stuff that I cannot bear to part with still, old pictures of someone and a better time, that perhaps I should not be keeping anymore.

I've pretty much stopped gaming entirely, except for the occasional short visit to a video arcade. Its fun to challenge people to afew games, yes it warms my cockles when I beat someone and I like to challenge of trying to beat someone, after getting my ass kicked by the opponent. ( I talk to myself when I game, often out loud)

Now I'm in the process of cleaning up my blog of the clutter and playing around with the colours and the layout. Using a new display picture for my blog and facebook. For those who are not able to read mandarin. 恶 in mandarin means bad, evil or unpleasant. Forget not that, Good and Evil is a matter of perception. My true evilness is the speaking of my mind and the inconvenient truth that I tend to bring out. I do not fudge the truth to benefit myself, which I guess I tend to speak very candidly, sometimes revealing things about myself, that are often better left untold. BUT of course, there are clearly some parts which I safely lock away. Cliche as this might sound, I'd have to kill you if I told you.

People love to talk (me included), about themselves ( who doesn't?). I seem to inspire a trust in people, and often people tell me lotsa personal stuff. Not that I don't judge, I believe we all judge. But its what we do with the information and how we respond to the information that really counts. I'll give my take, the individual is free to disagree with my opinion. However I am discreet enough and I know that some things are meant to never be revealed or spoken of.

As much as I wanted so much to get back at "mangy", for pushing me publicly into a corner and flinging shit at me. All because of my knowledge and version of truth, that was inconvenient to her. Mutual friends did vouch for what I've said, nevertheless she refused to believe them, and chose her version of "truth" to suit herself. I never did reveal the chat logs, the email she sent to someone. As emotionally traumatizing the experience was, I never could bring out all that stuff about her past. Now I've pretty much let go of all that and moved on. I mean: come on, You know its time to let go; when you think about where to bury the body, and you start scouting the location. Remember I'm an evil evil man. ;)

The wounds actually healed quite a bit during the period when I was having lotsa fun with a new bunch of facebook friends. Unfortunately, SURPRISE! Someone tore open the old wounds, with just a simple yet cruel statement.

No matter, whatever doesn't kill me, simply makes me stranger.

Someone is single again, but she's gotten into some trouble again. I guess she can be a real train wreck. A buddy of mine disapproved of my fondness for the person in question. I did speak candidly to my buddy about her, I do know she has a lot of baggage. My point is: Who Doesn't? I just wish to spend some time with her and enjoy her company. Its strange, she isn't really my type. Honestly now that I look back, I sorta never really fell for the same kinda girl except for the last two unfortunate encounters. To be fair, not exactly the wrong persons but just the wrong timing.

Appearances.. Appearances... People always judge too quickly I guess. Throw some innuendos and put up something seemingly nasty. First impressions count, people are shitheads, they mostly take everything for face value and seldom reevaluate. Put up an inverted cross profile picture, put some shocking video of graphical sexual scenes, use an Chinese character which means Evil. You see the dumbasses running for the hills ( wants to pull out my tommy gun, mount it at the top of the hill, "clean out the gene pool").

I am indeed capable of great evil, repressed but nonetheless present. Though most would not admit it, I however am pretty candid with my thoughts. Lets just say, I'm nice as I need to be, to those who deserve it. Don't Fuck with me, I Fuck back. If you can't stand it and you hate me. Kindly refer to this, for just how much I care. K Thanks Bye.

On the side note: the only reason why I've not become a serial killer is that its just too much work. Anyone can kill anybody, the challenge is not to get caught and of course where to dump the body. The other reason I can think of, is because I watch a lot of CSI (stole this one from Chris Rock. Deviant minds fascinate me, thus the addiction to Criminal Minds, Nip/Tuck and the sure pleasure I experience when watching Hannibal.

Experimenting with my wardrobe. My last shopping trip, was interesting. I've never ever spend that much time in a store trying out clothes. Accessories is next, not sure what sunglasses designs suits my face.

Heading out to town soon, gona do some more shopping, still need a pair of shoes and maybe catch Elegy at The Picturehouse.

Toodles.

You'll never forget your first time....

I actually found a job opening that I was excited about. I stayed up that whole nighte night googling and researching the organization and preparing a "perfect" cover letter for the job application.

Sent my cover letter and CV in the morning. So far no response yet, hope that I'll get a positive response and an interview after Chinese New Year.

It is true that, I may not be the most qualified individual for the job. However I believe that my motivations for applying the position, my personality and character is definitely suitable for the position.

I really hope I get that job. Wish me luck!

Slumdog Millionaire

Paper Planes By MIA



I just watched it yesterday, interesting story line and conveyance of the story. Touching and emotional scenes. Story is told layer by layer, like savoring a delightful piece of kueh lapis. Consuming it layer by layer, as the protagonist tells his story explaining how his life experiences, coincidentally enabled him to answer all the questions.

The movie gives you a insightful impression of how people live in slums in India. Slums still exist in Mumbai. Shows you a part of the country that most of us would not visit or care to visit. The living conditions and daily lives of people living in the slums.

I've actually been to something of a slum in Indonesia before. For the record, the colour of the water in the stream running thru the slum was BLUE.

The movie also portrays scenes of senseless religiously motivated violence, which to be honest is not limited to only India, but also parts of the world at this moment. It also shows how young children are vulnerable to exploitation, children being crippled and blinded on purpose to work as beggars for syndicates. Again to be fair, such shocking treatment of children is not limited to only India.

Very entertaining, another amazing work by Danny Boyle. A definite must watch movie.

If you seek amy

You're wondering why a Britney song? Well I know, I'm late but yeah. Just came across this recently.

If -F
You - U
Seek -C K
Amy - Me.

Try saying "If You Seek Amy" fast.. faster.. faster..

Then you'll get it ;)

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Its been awhile since I've read such stuff, I shall explore more. Its such a pleasure to read, such beautiful flowing verses. I admit I only came across this while watching a movie and I guess my nature got me to find out the full poem.

This makes me remember the time long ago, in secondary school where I did write such loving verses. But unfortunately I left it unattended on my table during recess and one of my classmate found it. As you can expect, the whole class eventually found out about it. Some of the boys, in fact start singing the first 3 verses, sometimes in mandarin. Now that I think about it, it was rather cheesy and corny, yet it brings a strange ironic sense of Deja Vu. Hindsight's a Biatch!

Love is a wondrous thing
Love may turn to hate
Hate may turn to love
Like falling into an abyss

This is as best as I can remember what I wrote more than a decade ago, unfortunately I can only remember the first three verses most clearly. It was kinda hard to forget when your male classmates are singing it to you ever so often for at least a month.

It makes so much sense now to me, I'm one unlucky bastard when it comes to matters of love. Nowadays it seems, I write dark stuff, its become a part of me. However I do not agree that hate is necessary when dealing with love. Thought I believed that I at least deserved a shred of honesty.

I bare my heart and it seems I always get shit flung at me. Considering the fact that I'm not exactly teflon coated, and how it has happened several times. Lets just say there's bound to be fecal matter sticking to me. I wash it off but the world may not see or smell it, but alas I feel it on me.

I confess that I believe that I was such an idealistic romantic guy back then, I'd die for the one I love. But before you come to a conclusion that I'm a lovelorn fool. I would say that things just lasted awhile before they hooked up someone else before coming up with some excuse to dump me.

I was never really good at games of love, I'm more honest, direct, I do not believe in mind games or manipulation. I admit I do not hate any of them anymore. I would say that, if they had told me the truth, I would not have hated them. But if you think about it, since the only constant factor in the relationships was me, I do suspect that part of the fault lies within me. Lets be honest now shall we. Don't you agree mon ami? It takes two hands to clap. Granted it would only take one hand to slap.

To add insult to injury. The "lets be friends" part comes right after the slap on the face. Admittedly only one of my ex-girlfriends did not say that to me. I suppose that people love to do that after they unceremoniously dump you for someone else or reject your feelings with an insult. I was tempted to dump that only on women but unfortunately I do know of men who do that. Intellectual honesty can be a real female dog at times like this! ( wants to bitch more about women!!)

I sometimes feel that, I'm a realist masquerading as a cynic who is secretly an optimist. I just met the wrong people, or met the wrong people at the wrong times. I just wished they could have been honest with me.

I do admit that I am fond of someone now, unfortunately I dug out my heart because it hurt too much and hid it somewhere within a biggleman's safe. I merely watch over her from the clouds and stars above, (not literally you dumbass. I'm not dead yet. Metaphorically... Heaven has no broadband. )I admit I am very detached nowadays, I avoid social contact. Because I believe that as long as I do not spend too much time with anyone, I will not fall into an abyss again.

I do wonder if I'd ever truly feel the urge to ask to hold someone's hand and to kiss her on the cheek. God knows the last time I did that, things kinda turned out very very differently. And the culminated aftermath, was indeed quite disastrous. Especially since the individual initiated something and I got the blame for it. For her and the next one, I somehow got the blame for what other men did to them. It was indeed, rather unpleasant experiences.

Love, Truth and honesty. Its actually a lot harder to get that it seems.

On the side note, I somehow realize that that Bananarama wrote a song with the same title. I went to find the youtube video to watch it. ZING! Hey, some of the moves they're doing in the video, I've done them on the Zouk Mambo Jambo Platform! Funny fun memories! Yes Yes, I'm a retired Mambo Jambo Junkie!

I do think, I indulge in reminisce too much and reveal too much unflattering details about my past and myself. I've said it before; I blog to note down the stages of my life, my feelings, my thoughts at the point of time, Lest I forget, something for me to look back at in future. Something like my own personal autobiography. I believe that any autobiography that does not reveal anything embarrassing is merely a farce. Life isn't just the birds, the bees and the apple trees. I think it'll be fun for me to look back years later and read all this.

PS: Some day and the day may never come, I shall rewrite the poem that I wrote more than a decade ago. Who knows I might get inspired, and to come up with something for that which I can no longer remember. ;)

I leave you with this quote that I've used before. I like it =)

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.

- William Shakespeare, Hamlet

Condom Commericials..

I laughed my ass off watching this ;)

R.I.P Godpa

My godpa passed away on New Year's Eve 2008.

He had several health complications and was warded in TTS ICU for 4 days before he passed.

Went thru the whole process of rites, even though I had a torn ligament in my foot. It hurts like hell now, even though I might have been excused due to my foot injury. I decided to go thru the whole rites, to show my respects.

What a way to end a year, losing both my god-parents in a year.

May they rest in peace.

Dad links son's suicide to 'The God Delusion'

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Dad links son's suicide to 'The God Delusion'
Says atheism-promoting book hidden under mattress, last page bookmarked

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Posted: November 20, 2008
11:10 pm Eastern

By Bob Unruh
© 2009 WorldNetDaily

A New York man is linking the suicide of his 22-year-old son, a military veteran who had bright prospects in college, to the anti-Christian book "The God Delusion" by Richard Dawkins after a college professor challenged the son to read it.

"Three people told us he had taken a biology class and was doing well in it, but other students and the professor were really challenging my son, his faith. They didn't like him as a Republican, as a Christian, and as a conservative who believed in intelligent design," the grief-stricken father, Keith Kilgore, told WND about his son, Jesse.

"This professor either assigned him to read or challenged him to read a book, 'The God Delusion,' by Richard Dawkins," he said.

Jesse Kilgore committed suicide in October by walking into the woods near his New York home and shooting himself. Keith Kilgore said he was shocked because he believed his son was grounded in Christianity, had blogged against abortion and for family values, and boasted he'd been debating for years.

After Jesse's death, Keith Kilgore learned of the book assignment from two of his son's friends and a relative. He searched Jesse's room and found the book under the mattress with his son's bookmark on the last page.

A WND message seeking a comment from Dawkins or his publisher was not returned today.

The first inkling of a reason for the suicide came, Keith Kilgore told WND, when one of Jesse's friends came to visit after word of his son's death circulated.

"She was in tears [and said] he was very upset by this book," Keith Kilgore said. "'It just destroyed him,' were her words.

"Then another friend at the funeral told me the same thing," Keith Kilgore said. "This guy was his best friend, and about the only other Christian on campus.

"The third one was the last person that my son talked to an hour before [he died,]" Keith Kilgore told WND, referring to a member of his extended family whose name is not being revealed here.

That relative, who had struggled with his own faith and had returned to Christianity, wrote in a later e-mail that Jesse "started to tell me about his loss of faith in everything."

"He was pretty much an atheist, with no belief in the existence of God (in any form) or an afterlife or even in the concept of right or wrong," the relative wrote. "I remember him telling me that he thought that murder wasn't wrong per se, but he would never do it because of the social consequences - that was all there was - just social consequences.

"He mentioned the book he had been reading 'The God Delusion' by Richard Dawkins and how it along with the science classes he had take[n] had eroded his faith. Jesse was always great about defending his beliefs, but somehow, the professors and the book had presented him information that he found to be irrefutable. He had not talked … about it because he was afraid of how you might react. ... and that he knew most of your defenses of Christianity because he himself used them often. Maybe he had used them against his professors and had the ideas shot down."

He then explained to Jesse his own personal journey of seeking "other explanations of God's existence" and told of his ultimate return.

"I told him it was my relationship with God, not my knowledge of Him that brought me back to my faith. No one convinced me with facts. ... it was a matter of the heart."

Keith Kilgore believes it was a biology class that raised questions for his son, and a biology professor at Jefferson Community College in Watertown, N.Y., where his son was attending, who suggested the book.

A school spokeswoman told WND that the "God Delusion" was not a part of the biology curriculum, and several of the professors she contacted said they had not even read the book. However, the spokeswoman was unable to contact all of the professors in the department and could not state that none of them had suggested the book to Jesse.

Local police also did not respond to WND inquiries about the investigation into the death.

"One of his friends, and his uncle (they did not know each other) both told me that Jesse called them hours before he took his life and that he had lost all hope because he was convinced that God did not exist, and this book was the cause," Keith Kilgore told WND.

Keith Kilgore, a retired military chaplain who has dealt with the various stages of grief and readily admits he's still in the "anger" stage over his son's death, said his son apparently had checked the "Delusion" out of the college library.

"I'm all for academic freedom," Keith Kilgore said. "What I do have a problem with is if there's going to be academic freedom, there has to be academic balance.

"They were undermining every moral and spiritual value for my [son]," he said. "They ought to be held accountable."

He suggested the moral is for Christians simply to abandon public schools wholly.

"Here's another thing," he continued. "If my son was a professing homosexual, and a professor challenged him to read [a book called] 'Preventing Homosexuality'… If my son was gay and [the book] made him feel bad, hopeless, and he killed himself, and that came out in the press, there would be an outcry.

"He would have been a victim of a hate crime and the professor would have been forced to undergo sensitivity training, and there may have even been a wrongful death lawsuit.

"But because he's a Christian, I don't even get a return telephone call," the father told WND.

He said he tried to verify the book assignment himself several times, without getting a response from the school.

Jesse Kilgore blogged on NetPotion and Newblog, and the writings that remained mostly addressed social ills and how anti-Christian many of the world's developments appeared to be.

He used the pen name JKrapture because, his father said, "He believed in the rapture, the evangelical concept of the Lord coming back."

On the Web, Jesse described himself as "conservative and mainly independent. I am a culture warrior and traditionalist. I have been debating since I was in 5th Grade, and never looked back. It is a habit I can't let go of."

One of Jesse's uncles, writing on the same website as Jesse, wrote: "While I knew he was having struggles with his faith, I had no idea that it ran that deep. … There are not enough words to describe how devastated I am at his loss. I know that some of you got to know him pretty well and (since I already started getting some questions about him) felt that you all should know that he is no longer with us."

From among the online community came these responses: "I am shocked and so sorry for your loss – our loss. My prayers are with you and all of your family at this difficult time," and "I AM at a loss of words.....I am sooooo sorry to hear your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family."

Keith Kilgore told WND he feels, by allowing his son to move into the atmosphere of a secular school, like "I put a toddler in the front of my car."

"My son is the Adam Walsh of the culture war. That's who my son is," he said, referring to the child abduction victim whose case was used to create a wide range of amber alert and other programs to protect children.

He said he has a wake-up call over the anti-Christian agenda of public education. And he has some goals.

"I want to hold schools accountable for what they're teaching our kids. This was malpractice," he said.

Dawkins, considered one of the world's most outspoken atheists, is a professor in the United Kingdom. He came to prominence in 1976 with his book "The Selfish Gene," promoting evolution.

In his "Delusion" treatise he claims that a supernatural creator almost certainly does not exist and that faith qualifies as a "delusion" – a fixed false belief.

The first inkling of a reason for the suicide came, Keith Kilgore told WND, when one of Jesse's friends came to visit after word of his son's death circulated.

"She was in tears [and said] he was very upset by this book," Keith Kilgore said. "'It just destroyed him,' were her words.

"Then another friend at the funeral told me the same thing," Keith Kilgore said. "This guy was his best friend, and about the only other Christian on campus.

"The third one was the last person that my son talked to an hour before [he died,]" Keith Kilgore told WND, referring to a member of his extended family whose name is not being revealed here.

That relative, who had struggled with his own faith and had returned to Christianity, wrote in a later e-mail that Jesse "started to tell me about his loss of faith in everything."

"He was pretty much an atheist, with no belief in the existence of God (in any form) or an afterlife or even in the concept of right or wrong," the relative wrote. "I remember him telling me that he thought that murder wasn't wrong per se, but he would never do it because of the social consequences - that was all there was - just social consequences.

"He mentioned the book he had been reading 'The God Delusion' by Richard Dawkins and how it along with the science classes he had take[n] had eroded his faith. Jesse was always great about defending his beliefs, but somehow, the professors and the book had presented him information that he found to be irrefutable. He had not talked … about it because he was afraid of how you might react. ... and that he knew most of your defenses of Christianity because he himself used them often. Maybe he had used them against his professors and had the ideas shot down."

He then explained to Jesse his own personal journey of seeking "other explanations of God's existence" and told of his ultimate return.

"I told him it was my relationship with God, not my knowledge of Him that brought me back to my faith. No one convinced me with facts. ... it was a matter of the heart."

Keith Kilgore believes it was a biology class that raised questions for his son, and a biology professor at Jefferson Community College in Watertown, N.Y., where his son was attending, who suggested the book.

A school spokeswoman told WND that the "God Delusion" was not a part of the biology curriculum, and several of the professors she contacted said they had not even read the book. However, the spokeswoman was unable to contact all of the professors in the department and could not state that none of them had suggested the book to Jesse.

Local police also did not respond to WND inquiries about the investigation into the death.

"One of his friends, and his uncle (they did not know each other) both told me that Jesse called them hours before he took his life and that he had lost all hope because he was convinced that God did not exist, and this book was the cause," Keith Kilgore told WND.

Keith Kilgore, a retired military chaplain who has dealt with the various stages of grief and readily admits he's still in the "anger" stage over his son's death, said his son apparently had checked the "Delusion" out of the college library.

"I'm all for academic freedom," Keith Kilgore said. "What I do have a problem with is if there's going to be academic freedom, there has to be academic balance.

"They were undermining every moral and spiritual value for my [son]," he said. "They ought to be held accountable."

He suggested the moral is for Christians simply to abandon public schools wholly.

"Here's another thing," he continued. "If my son was a professing homosexual, and a professor challenged him to read [a book called] 'Preventing Homosexuality'… If my son was gay and [the book] made him feel bad, hopeless, and he killed himself, and that came out in the press, there would be an outcry.

"He would have been a victim of a hate crime and the professor would have been forced to undergo sensitivity training, and there may have even been a wrongful death lawsuit.

"But because he's a Christian, I don't even get a return telephone call," the father told WND.

He said he tried to verify the book assignment himself several times, without getting a response from the school.

Jesse Kilgore blogged on NetPotion and Newblog, and the writings that remained mostly addressed social ills and how anti-Christian many of the world's developments appeared to be.

He used the pen name JKrapture because, his father said, "He believed in the rapture, the evangelical concept of the Lord coming back."

On the Web, Jesse described himself as "conservative and mainly independent. I am a culture warrior and traditionalist. I have been debating since I was in 5th Grade, and never looked back. It is a habit I can't let go of."

One of Jesse's uncles, writing on the same website as Jesse, wrote: "While I knew he was having struggles with his faith, I had no idea that it ran that deep. … There are not enough words to describe how devastated I am at his loss. I know that some of you got to know him pretty well and (since I already started getting some questions about him) felt that you all should know that he is no longer with us."

From among the online community came these responses: "I am shocked and so sorry for your loss – our loss. My prayers are with you and all of your family at this difficult time," and "I AM at a loss of words.....I am sooooo sorry to hear your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family."

Keith Kilgore told WND he feels, by allowing his son to move into the atmosphere of a secular school, like "I put a toddler in the front of my car."

"My son is the Adam Walsh of the culture war. That's who my son is," he said, referring to the child abduction victim whose case was used to create a wide range of amber alert and other programs to protect children.

He said he has a wake-up call over the anti-Christian agenda of public education. And he has some goals.

"I want to hold schools accountable for what they're teaching our kids. This was malpractice," he said.

Dawkins, considered one of the world's most outspoken atheists, is a professor in the United Kingdom. He came to prominence in 1976 with his book "The Selfish Gene," promoting evolution.

In his "Delusion" treatise he claims that a supernatural creator almost certainly does not exist and that faith qualifies as a "delusion" – a fixed false belief.

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I guess the truth can be really painful and not everyone can take it.

I personally believe that people are free to believe in what they choose to, but if they try to impose them onto others, or try to change laws to further their religious dogma. They can go fark themselves.

It is true that not all who follow The Bible are like that, but yet they do nothing to stop their own from behaving like that. By choosing to do nothing, they are condoning such behavior.

I believe in religious freedom, but I quote a friend of mine: "Your right and freedom to swing your arms, stops right before at my face."

My stand is : "Keep thy religion to thyself."

You leave me alone, I'll leave you alone.

Quid Pro Quo ;)

Mail Order Wife

Andrew Gurland is a New York City filmmaker interested in making a documentary about an average guy and his marriage to a mail order bride. Andrew finds the perfect subject for his film and decides to fund the marriage in exchange for the right to film the entire process. He finds what appears to be the ideal candidate in Adrian Martin, an overweight doorman from Queens who has renounced dating and seems optimistic about choosing a bride from overseas. After corresponding with Burmese women from a catalogue, Adrian selects Lichi, a beautiful woman in her twenties whose ad and letter piques his interest.

The filmmakers pay for Lichi's flight to America, and soon she finds herself immersed in American married life-which, in Adrian's household, involves little more than one's average familial cooking and cleaning duties. Andrew initially looks past the fact that Adrian treats Lichi more like a domestic servant than a companion. The entire project comes to a startling halt when, without Lichi's knowledge, Adrian takes her to the gynecologist for a consultation about tubal sterilization. Lichi quickly discovers what the Doctor visit is for and hysterically rejects the procedure. Andrew thinks Adrian has crossed the line and when a heated argument ensues, Adrian terminates his involvement in the documentary.

Two months later, Andrew receives a surprise visit from Lichi, who is there to reveal a shocking videotape documenting her bizarre life as Adrian's wife. Feeling partially responsible for her increasingly despondent situation, Andrew urges Lichi to leave her husband and offers his apartment as a safe haven.

What transpires is beyond anything Andrew or Adrian could imagine, as their experiences with Lichi lead them through a series of unpredictable events, ultimately culminating in a showdown in Miami that reveals the lengths desperate men will go to in order to avoid being alone.

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Watching this film on Channel 5 now. Piqued my interest I guess, and I've joked with my friend that I'll just get a Russian Mail Order Bride when I'm very old. LOL

Pretty good show. I'm enjoying it so far.