The Internet is just bringing all kinds of information into the home. There's just a lot of distraction, a lot of competition for the parent's voice to resonate in the children's ears.
quote by Phil McGraw
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Internet safety begins at home and that is why my legislation would require the Federal Trade Commission to design and publish a unique website to serve as a clearinghouse and resource for parents, teachers and children for information on the dangers of surfing the Internet.
quote by Mike Fitzpatrick
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How Many Children? (Holiness)
how many children
are hungry this morning?
how many children
without a home?
how many children
with only one parent?
how many children
.....with none?
how many children
faced with no future?
how many children
thrown to the side?
how many children....
and how many know?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Internet provides very serious challenges to our ability to keep from children the kinds of things that are destructive to them.
quote by John Ashcroft
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Resonate You?
Resonate You within me?
His words resonate sounds as well sayings?
His writings resonate for me?
bombs exploded in beautiful love!
My lyrics resonate for you also?
Or silence in my paper is silence in your soul?
Do not tell me that
Or silence instead on my words.
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Interconnectedness.
The internet can’t be controlled
by any form of government
Because it’s gained too strong a hold.
Which came about by accident.
Nobody can control the flow
Although some governments still try
Of information to and fro
There is one simple reason why.
The common man has access to
What governments try to conceal
A system that’s completely new
Now people can safely reveal
The secrets of the powers that be.
The things we aren’t supposed to know
they can post anonymously
There’s nothing governments can do.
At last the people have a voice
no government can suppress
The powers that be have little choice
and in the future even less.
The internet is here to stay.
It’s up to us we must adjust.
WE can’t go back to yesterday
A world of mutual mistrust.
One thing we must appreciate.
Though information’s flowing free
It isn’t always accurate
We have to choose selectively.
What we accept what we reject
and draw our own conclusion.
I have good reason to suspect
more not less confusion.
The internet may prove to be
Either a blessing or a curse.
Though I believe quite honestly.
The internet won’t make things worse
Than when governments could decide
What people were allowed to know
To preserve the nations pride
They lied alike to friend and foe.
The internet has set us free
to find a different better way.
Though we will have to wait and see
What kind of price we have to pay.
Tuesday,22 February 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Children that are raised in a home with a married mother and father consistently do better in every measure of well-being than their peers who come from divorced or step-parent, single-parent, cohabiting homes.
quote by Todd Tiahrt
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Re-route for Love
It is said that people
Can't make you mad.
that was not said of granddad's.
Children who are lazy or just plain slow
Add fire to anger as they go.
Love prevails most of the time,
Keeping your anger from crime.
Do this! do that!
over and over...
While the children are getting phat,
From food that they never buy
And if you ask them....they ask why?
Makes a grown person want to cry.
Not doing...and they are not shy,
They rush up and out of bed...
Marching right pass what the parent
Has said.
Both hands out...
When either is filled they want to pout.
Then the parent wants to shout...
But the parent,
Remembering no one can make you mad...
Damn! being a real parent is so sad.
Do this! do that!
While they re-act as if they are a slave,
And all the while sending the parent to his or her grave.
They are only... ask to repeat a smalltask...
But inside they wonder why they are asked.
That is when the real parent stands tall
It is not the anger but the love of it all...
God gave us free will
And we know not to kill...
But to chill.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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All This Information
All of us seem to walk away from everything
It takes a certain amount of originality to describe this place as home
And all of us seem to walk away from everything
It takes a certain amount of originality to describe yourself as interesting
And all of us seem to walk away from everything
It takes a certain amount of originality to describe yourself as home
All this information that we have to choose from
It means nothing to you
It means nothing to you
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's all so meaningless
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's all so meaningless
All of us seem to walk away from everything
It takes a certain amount of personality to describe yourself as interesting
And all of us seem to walk away from everything
It takes a certain amount of personality to describe yourself as truly truly honest
All this information that we have to choose from
It means nothing to you
It means nothing to you
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's all so meaningless
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's all so meaningless
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's all so meaningless
There's no suggestion that it's needless
When the competition is so needless
It's so needless when things change
song performed by by Idlewild
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But the Congress has made the determination that certain kinds of information can be protected even though the American people may want to have access to information.
quote by Alberto Gonzales
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For A Parent Whose Children Are Far Away
FOR A PARENT WHOSE CHILDREN ARE FAR AWAY
For a parent whose children are far away
There is much loneliness-
The love we have for our children
Exceeds in our old age all others-
We do not know how to stop praying for them -
Oh God who I fear and love
Forgive us for all our failures of You
And bless them
With good lives and families
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Internet has exceeded our collective expectations as a revolutionary spring of information, news, and ideas. It is essential that we keep that spring flowing. We must not thwart the Internet's availability by taxing access to it.
quote by Chris Cannon
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A Voice On The Wind
I
She walks with the wind on the windy height
When the rocks are loud and the waves are white,
And all night long she calls through the night,
'O my children, come home!'
Her bleak gown, torn as a tattered cloud,
Tosses around her like a shroud,
While over the deep her voice rings loud,-
'O my children, come home, come home!
O my children, come home!'
II
Who is she who wanders alone,
When the wind drives sheer and the rain is blown?
Who walks all night and makes her moan,
'O my children, come home!'
Whose face is raised to the blinding gale;
Whose hair blows black and whose eyes are pale,
While over the world goes by her wail,-
'O my children, come home, come home!
O my children, come home!'
III
She walks with the wind in the windy wood;
The dark rain drips from her hair and hood,
And her cry sobs by, like a ghost pursued,
'O my children, come home!'
Where the trees loom gaunt and the rocks stretch drear,
The owl and the fox crouch back with fear,
As wild through the wood her voice they hear,-
'O my children, come home, come home!
O my children, come home!'
IV
Who is she who shudders by
When the boughs blow bare and the dead leaves fly?
Who walks all night with her wailing cry,
'O my children, come home!'
Who, strange of look, and wild of tongue,
With wan feet wounded and hands wild-wrung,
Sweeps on and on with her cry, far-flung,-
'O my children, come home, come home!
O my children, come home!'
V
'Tis the Spirit of Autumn, no man sees,
The mother of Death and of Mysteries,
Who cries on the wind all night to these,
'O my children, come home!'
The Spirit of Autumn, pierced with pain,
Calling her children home again,
Death and Dreams, through ruin and rain,-
'O my children, come home, come home!
O my children, come home!'
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Lonely Children
You go where the wind blows, leading the life you chose
Your destination remains unknown
No one to help you, nobody cares about you
Youre looking for someplace you can call home
Lonely children on the run
Lonely children need someone
Too many questions, you need to answer to them
Your information is so incomplete
You seek directions, you would be lost without them
Dont let them find you lying in the street
Lonely children on the run
Lonely children, lonely, need someone
Someone to talk to
Someone who cares
Someone who listens
Is anyone there?
They may detest you, someday they may arrest you
They stop at nothing to hold you down
You need to be free, but will they ever let you?
They wont be happy till you leave town
Lonely children on the run, run on the run
Lonely children need someone, need someone
Lonely children in the night, cant see the light
Lonely children need a guiding light, dont forget
Lonely children all alone
Lonely children have no home
Lonely children on the run
Hope someday therell be someone
Lonely, lonely children
song performed by by Foreigner
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All Kinds Of Time
The clocks running down
the teams losing ground
to the opposing defense
the young quarterback
waits for the snap
when suddenly it all starts to make sense
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he takes a step back
he's under attack
but he knows that no one can touch him now
he seems so at ease
a strange inner peace
its all that he's feeling somehow
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he thinks of his mother
he thinks of his bride to be
he thinks of his father
his two younger brothers
gathered around the wide screen t.v.
he looks to the left
he looks to the right
and there in a golden ray of light
and there his open man
just like he planned
the world is his tonight
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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I think the Internet's been a tremendous tool in terms of breaking down the power structure of information and entertainment, particularly at a time when so much information and entertainment were in the hands of so few people, with multinationals owning everything.
quote by Dave Foley
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She Takes
She takes one step back
And falls to the ground
Can not seem to stop laughing
Joking they say to all she has done
Not nearly what she sees tonight
All kinds of time she says
All kinds of time
She has all kinds of time
Drinking with despair they take her down
Throwing it all around
She has no money to spare
As she ask for help from her friends
All kinds of time he says
All kinds of time
He has all kinds of time
Writing it all for him to see
The way he use to be
No father around as she passes out
From not sleeping she's been wishing
All kinds of time they say
All kinds of time
All kinds of time to break her down
Nothing around as she picks herself up
In a place that has no name
Came on a bus with a bottle
She's been drinking
She settles down with no help
Can't remember the last night she felt sound
All kinds of time she says
All kinds of time
She has all kinds of time
poem by Sara Pounds
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I am the Internet zombie
I am the Internet zombie
I have no heart
Because no-one
Talks to me
I have no ears
My hands are out
In front of me
Com Zombie
I do not like sky
Or fresh air
Just the bright screen
In front of me
I am the Internet zombie
I do not eat
I do not leave
My office bedroom
I do not sleep
Instead I zzz the screen
Just read me
I am the Internet zombie
poem by Harriet James
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Every portal coming into this country is being attacked by those who would harvest information, both national security secrets and just the common information of private individuals and private individuals. That crime is going on, every day, on a single entity known as the Internet.
quote by Darrell Issa
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Stiff Competition
Stiff competition
If i go up-you take me higher
Stiff competition
And when i'm down- you take me higher
There's stiff competition all over the world
I screw you-you screw me-they screw us
Here we go again
Oh- but we have so much fun, so much fun
When we're together
When we're together
When we're together-now
I looked hard in your eyes
It was love at first sight
It took me minutes-you're still waiting
Waiting for your turn, you turn
It won't be long
Stiff competition
I work hard-every day of my life
Stiff competition
Get it up-you take me higher
Stiff competition
All over the world
The more i get- the more i like it
The bigger they are- the harder they fall
Again
Stiff competition
Stiff competition
Stiff competition
Stiff competition
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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I dig all kinds of competition.
quote by Randy Castillo
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