teknoTom

This really does show how crazy America is about suing and lawsuits. I'm surprised Michael Moore hasn't made a film on it.The thing is, we seem to hear all the time about cases like these...

I know, I only ever touch the registry when ABSOLUTELY necessary (and sometimes not ) and admittedly, I have never done anything wrong, I would still exercise extreme caution when going into it.

I know these are purely hypothetical ideas, but its comparable to saying 'What if there were no countries! There would be no wars!' statement.

Sorry. It works now...

PLEASE HELP?No-one can view my sites...I might have to change hosting sites so people can view them...Damn.

Geography or social studies eh...Why did you even take it? Lol

I cannot remove the permanent redirect going to the suspended page...

I would like to see a crime thriller, with some stupid characters. Kind of a comedy. Sorry this is vague but it might give you some ideas...

I don't think you should really bother with this. Just write a book.

Yes, the only way you will make a successful forum is to maintain active members, and that is harder than you might think. Most forums fail within their first week....

I'm having the same unfortunate problem...I have got +4 points and an hour later my site doesn't show up...

I think it was really her fault. You should arrange a meeting with her. Without all her friends, and then explain to her, slowly how you feel, and apologise for your lack of confidence.

Same happened near me. Although the big brand chain store bought out the corner shop...

But how does that change intelligence? Intelligence is the same as being smart.

I don't really think the PSP can be compared to the DS. They are aimed at different age ranges and therefore employ different features.

It sounds fantastic! I'm sure if America can put a man on the moon it can make this game. Who knows, maybe once better technology is formulated, this idea can be put into action.

From my experience, I can tell you that there are a lot of misbehaving smart kids, which pull the class down just as much anyway.

It is interesting, although the civil rights are a bit too inhibited for my liking.

Theres lots of sports I like. Football (soccer) tennis, badminton, cricket are all good to play.

I think you should only cut calories if you are over-eating. theres no point in starving yourself if the only reason you are fat is because you don't exercise. You don't want to be blacking out lol

Can someone tell a non-programmer like me what would make a browser faster to access? Is it something to do with the incoming data processing? I honestly have no idea.

You sound like a Marxist to me. Communism didn't work. Face it.

Yeah, Google wouldn't try anything funny. Their reputation would crumble instantly. They as a company would be finished.I would try searching with anti-malware programs i.e Symantec etc

I agree with 'Above the rest'. The manpower needed to monitor the internet would be huge. They would need 1 billion people sitting in front of computer monitors in a huge room looking at streams of text running across the page...

I've started writing a short story. Very harsh. The wind buffeted his frail body. He was not alone. Alongside him, their now worthless lives on the line, were several others. They knew each other not by name, but by number. They as people did not exist. They had been baptised as a numerical code. Foot marks in the putrid mud slowly disappeared under a tide of murky slurry. They no longer cared, that they were no longer trudging through the bog in shoes, but in scraps of cloth. They need not care for their loved ones, whom had been directed upon arrival to the Krematorium. Their fate had been decided by a quick flick of the hand of a soldier. Who was he to kill innocent people? Where they now lay, he did not know. His life, as with the others was worth nothing. He had been stripped of his dignity, his humanity. He was no longer a man. He was a living entity, nothing more than an inconvenience to the humans of his planet. He was brought back into the present. He had a job to do. They had previously acquired the key to his destination. The Guard Room. As they approached their destination, the bitter wind biting their ankles, they carefully contemplated the moral difficulties of what they were about to do. No. It had to be done. For the good of his people. Regardless of their nationality, they were a people. Persecuted, they had been brought together. They had reached the hut. Sitting, alone in the middle, was a solitary guard, reading pornographic magazines. They looked at each other, fear emanating from them, cold sweat dripping off their skeletal chins. He suddenly contemplated their situation. There was no situation. He was no longer living. At least in the normal sense of the word. He wished he was dead. Anything was better than the horrors to come.