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Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home? What tributaries follow him to Rome, To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels? Proud member of the professional-managerial class.
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Hypnotic sound of sirens echoing through the street, The cocking of the rifles, the marching of the feet.

With apologies to Tony Kushner: Scene: A private wing of a tech hospital in Florida. The air smells of sanitiser and the smell of hot electronics. Outside, drones whir. Inside, confrontation.

There is no moral high ground in cyber security; we just want your money. You either pay a little now for prevention, pay a lot later in ransoms, or pay a hilariously inflated sum in lost business and service rebuilds. It's YOUR choice.

Quis est iste qui venit?

Thrice alleluia, Ctrl+P economics returns: www.idnfinancials.com/news/54537/t... Let the Holy Line reach so high it scrapes the firmament and tickles the toes of the gods themselves.

@killetheth.bsky.social www.youtube.com/watch?v=-i_T...

Never such innocence, Never before or since, As changed itself to past Without a word—the men Leaving the gardens tidy, The thousands of marriages Lasting a little while longer: Never such innocence again.

I awoke one morning from troubled dreams to find myself in my bed transformed into a monstrous fonctionnaire.

All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name

The bureaucracy is a circle from which no one can escape. Its hierarchy is a hierarchy of knowledge. The top entrusts the understanding of detail to the lower levels, whilst the lower levels credit the top with understanding of the general, and so all are mutually deceived. I add: fuck em!