In the early years of American involvement in WWII, a plan was conceived by a Pennsylvanian dental surgeon to strap tiny incendiary devices to bats and drop them by the thousands over Japanese cities. The bats—able to carry nearly three times their own body weight—would fly under the cover of night and take roost in traditional, highly-flammable wood and paper Japanese houses. As dawn approached, timers on the devices would ignite the “bat bombs” and entire cities would burn to the ground without the loss of life accompanied by, say, an atomic attack. The project was slowed by many complications and was ultimately shut down in 1944 because the bats would not be ready for combat until 1945.
– Just one of the 20 spookiest weapons ever dreamed up, and we’re not talking about Al Qaeda unwashed testicles yet.
{Intriguing: Insect cyborgs}
It appears that Uncle Sam’s kids have been warned about 9/11, after all.
Information technology’s explosion must have sent us a curse instead of a blessing: one’s voice, if not consigned as “just another one of those daily petty squeaks”, is already drowned in an ocean of gazillion voices. Whichever medium you choose, your opinion doesn’t make any difference anymore, if at all, especially if the media is lorded over by crazy celebs and pricky politicians hungry for attention.
If I remember correctly, Sesame Street is located “somewhere” in New York City, right?
I currently live with my family in perhaps 
Tired of office politics? Or how your boss fails to recognize your achievements but instead prefers your bootlickin’ officemate just because he’s/she’s a loudmouth smart-alecky? And worst of all, you can’t do a thing about it?