The end users
A meat eater is guiltier than a butcher.
An ivory trader is guiltier than a poacher.
A consumer is guiltier than a smuggler.
The end users have power to set right.
02.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We are no guiltier in following the primative impulses that govern us than is the Nile for her floods or the sea for her waves.
quote by Marquis de Sade
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Hearts are frozen.
An elephant cannot expect mercy
For life from a poacher aiming at it.
A buffalo cannot expect mercy
For life from a butcher about to kill.
Poor patients cannot expect mercy
For billing from a popular surgeon.
Poor people cannot expect mercy
For charging from any professional.
The global warming melts the glazier.
The modern living freezes human hearts.
08.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Gain and loss
I bought an idol made of ivory.
All said it was good; it got its glory.
Who must I be grateful to:
The seller, the maker,
The smuggler, the very tusk
Or the elephant slaughtered?
Is such gain worthy?
I lost the idol made of ivory.
A treasure was it; I got fury.
Who must I blame for the loss:
The inmates, the servants,
The thief, his need and creed
Or the society that valued it?
Is such loss a pity?
Credits and blames on tracing
Would fizzle out to naught.
03.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Xerox did OK in moving to digital in the commercial space. They didn't do well in the consumer market, but they're not a consumer brand. They don't even know how to spell consumer.
quote by Antonio Perez
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Ivory
You were born with a face that would let you get your way
Yeah you had everything you wanted child, that is until the day
you know you're much too fine and free, Ivory
You've been dressed in a vest, every minute of your day
You walk into a room, stand in a lit shade
Is your timer too high for me, Ivory
Ivory
How does it feel to be so high
Ivory
How long how long will it take for you to cry
Ivory
I'm in need
Ivory
Ivory
I'll touch your soul, might even touch your brain
I know you can't see me
I know your blind
Come back come back and see
Ivory
So good to me
Ivory
song performed by by Bob Seger
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China Chopsticks African Ivory Lust
Chinese will not be happy until the last African
elephant is dead until the last world poached
elephant is dead poacher buyer dealer consumer
until last dropp of profit blood is vein drained
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It's in our best interest to put some of the old rules aside and create new ones and follow the consumer - what the consumer wants and where the consumer wants to go.
quote by Robert Iger
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I want my testimony to stand on that point. But I would point out that Zona Research Inc. showed we have increased market share among business users, educational users, and government users over the past several months - and that's more recent than the IDC report.
quote by Jim Barksdale
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Eater
Watch me, make you
Let me, take you
Follow down, I will penetrate you baby
Run you to the ground
I will make you hate you baby
Im an eater, Im an eater, Im an eater
Your cheeks are red and rosy
Ill keep you safe and sound
Ill keep you warm and cozy
Fatten you up to wolf you down
Your cheeks are red and rosy (watch me)
Ill keep you safe and sound (make you)
Ill keep you warm and cozy (let me)
Fatten you up to wolf you down (take you)
Im an eater, Im an eater, Im an eater
And theres one thing that I know is true
Ill just make a meal of you
Ill leave the bones and hair to rot
I dont really care alot
Follow down (watch me)
I will penetrate you baby (make you)
Run you into the ground (let me)
I will make you hate you baby
Im an eater, Im an eater, Im an eater
song performed by by Fastball
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Meat
One man's meat is another man's poison,
So let us think wisely with our acts and doings on this earth;
What you called food on your table is another man's poison,
What you eat as food in your country is,
What somebody else throws away as a waste;
So let us be very wise in whatever we do.
This world is like that,
But you can't eat your chicken and have it;
Since one man's meat looks very nice to the eater,
The same is poison to another who looks on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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People enjoy our meat and our poultry, as I do as a consumer.
quote by Mike Johanns
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Petrified lamb
The petrified lamb shivered
It wailed in vain
Searching for the herd
He was separated from
But no one was in sight
The poor animal cried all night
The biting cold was hurting him
Tied to a pole near a ramshackle
Meat shop he felt lonely
He was sold to a butcher
By the villager who always
Used to fondle him while grazing
How could he be so cruel
Thought the poor lamb
Even before the butcher came
Customers reached the shop
To buy fresh stock of meat
The poor animal felt
Someone would rescue him
From this precarious predicament
Not knowing the fate in store for him
The butcher came with his son in tow
Sharpened the knife
On a block of stone
Held the poor lamb to the ground
And slit its throat
Fountain of blood
Was on the floor
The lamb struggled
Before lying dead on the ground
Skinned, cleaned and hung
Upside down
Ready for buyers to select
The portions that they
Liked to buy
What a horrible scene
Repeated every day
On poor mute creatures
Who like us
Would like to live
poem by Vijay Menon
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Fuel for Life
Man has actions on certain actions-
These are reactions of a kind called graveness.
Castles of deeds shall embed themselves in youth
And react with old age, to crop up bastions of greatness.
Teachers of a subject we fail to grasp
Have actions and words for our learning-
It is the fortification of youth and moderate
Measures are concocted for display.
Students of milk and honey are mostly animals
That graze quickly and slowly,
That fear those elements frying,
Dismaying those further elements.
We do eat of overwhelming chances,
The meat of a grazing animal is like ivory
Of an elephant’s tusk for the poacher,
But for us it carries banquets upon banquets.
Man must learn how to eat,
How to make a shadow and learn from books;
We either forget or forgive
And we also relive the past of its graveness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Butcher Boosted
Why do they flock,
To have their meat...
Stripped clean of fat?
And who is that selected...
To do just that?
This butcher boosted,
Is preferred!
And slices exactly what is wished.
To rid them of maggots leeching.
And feed to them a diet to feast...
With an increased desire,
To eat from a substance...
More nutritiously dished!
Without those promises of expectations...
That have left them with tastebuds,
Long on delusion!
And not fed with sensations demanded.
This butcher boosted...
Openly will command,
With an exposed and uncloaked hand...
Those who witness the slicing that is done,
Will come to understand!
This butcher boosted is no joke.
And each stroke is meant,
To rid them from all deceptions hidden.
And qualified are the intentions made...
To open all eyes along the way!
'There is no fat on this cat's back!
Down to basics.
With an eye on facts.
Delivered and received!
To nourish a return of reality believed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Meat Ball
(l. singer-h.zaret)
The little man walked up and down
To find an eating place in town
He read the menu through and through
To see what fifteen cents could do
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
He told the waiter near at hand
A simple dinner he had planned
The guests were startled one and all to hear
That waiter loudly call
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, this here gent wants one meat ball
Little man felt very bad
One meat ball was all he had
And in his dreams he hears that call
Ya gets no bread with one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, you get no bread with one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
All he could afford was one meat ball
One meat ball
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Metal Eater
It slits you up- deep inside
It hits you here right between your eyes
Its somehow evil- red-hot and weird
A dangerous feeling- you never want it
It turns you inside out
Dont know why I cant beat it
It feels like burning steel
It sounds like grinding metal sheets
Metal eater- it always gets you
Metal eater- money eating murder slot machine- metal eater
If you would know- how to stop
But youre hooked to the bandits for your life
And as you see it- its better than to run
But youre dead wrong- its gonna kill ya
Its gonna smash you after all
Dont know why I cant beat it
It feels like burning steel
It sounds like grinding metal sheets
Metal eater- it always gets you
Metal eater- money eating murder slot machine- metal eater
Dont know why I cant beat it
It feels like burning steel
It sounds like grinding metal sheets
Metal eater- it always gets you
Metal eater- money eating murder slot machine- metal eater
Metal eater- with a smile its gonna kill ya
Metal eater- money eating murder slot machine
Metal eater- burning steel- its somehow evil
Metal eater- no one stops the money eating murder slot machine
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Give allowance to the path.
For a teacher, to be honest is easy;
He walks on the stable ground.
Can it be that easy for a trader?
He is on a slippery wicket.
As a leader, he is often a failure.
It is like walking on the rope.
To walk upright rests on paths taken.
A butcher is not the great killer.
24.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Didn't He Ramble
Didn't he ramble.... he rambled
Rambled all around.... in and out of town
Didn't he ramble....didn't he ramble
He rambled till the butcher cut him down
His feet was in the market place..his head was in the street
Lady pass him by, said..look at the market meat
He grabbed her pocket book..and said i wish you well
She pulled out a forty-five..said i'm head of personnel
Didn't he ramble...i said he rambled
Rambled all around...in and out of town
Didn't he ramble...oh didn't he ramble
He rambled till the butcher shot him down
(instrumental break)
He slipped into the cat house..made love to the stable
Madam caught him cold..said i'll pay you when i be able
Six months had passed ..and she stood all she could stand
She said buddy when i'm through with you
Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo' hand
And didn't he ramble...he rambled
Rambled all around...in and out of town
Oh didn't he ramble......he rambled
You know he rambled...till the butcher...cut him down
I said he rambled..lord...'till the butcher shot him down
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Art-I-Ficial
I know I'm artificial
But don't put the blame on me
I was reared with appliances
In a consumer society
When I put on my make-up
The pretty little mask not me
That's the way a girl should be
In a consumer society
My existence is illusive
The kind that is supported
By mechanical resources
By existence is illusive
The kind that is supported
By mechanical resources
I wanna be instamatic
I wanna be a frozen pea
I wanna be dehydrated
In a consumer society
In a consumer society
In a consumer society
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Google actually relies on our users to help with our marketing. We have a very high percentage of our users who often tell others about our search engine.
quote by Sergey Brin
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