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<title>Dünya'nın en gerçekçi platform oyununa doğru... DAN the MAN</title>
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<pubDate>15.05.2010 09:29:56 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Der Fuehrer's Face</title>
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<pubDate>21.03.2010 12:02:20 +0300</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[<p>Sümerler <a href="http://tr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Svastika">svastika</a>yı kullanmaya başlayalı 6000 yıl olmuş. Geçtiğimiz yüzyılda Avrupa'da yaşananları ve artık svastikanın insanların zihninde nelerle eşleşmiş olduğunu öngörörebilselerdi, yüzlerinde nasıl bir ifade olurdu çok merak ediyorum...</p>
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<p>İnsanlık olarak hafızamız çok zayıf vesselam... Geçen akşam ne yediğimizi bile zar zor hatırlayabilirken; kimsenin binlerce yılı, her sosyal infialde aklında tutmasını beklemiyorum tabi. O kadar da zeki değiliz... Hiç olmadıkta zaten. Bunun en güzel kanıtı: "Tarih tekerrürden ibarettir".</p>
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<p>Sıkıldık değil mi? Haydi daha eğlenceli şeylere akalım o zaman <img src="http://panhaema.com/emotions/smiley-laughing.gif" border="0" alt="Laughing" title="Laughing" /> Disney, bu sıralar <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epic_Mickey">Epic Mickey</a> adlı bir wii platformu oyunu projesiyle yeniden çehre değiştiriyor gibi görünse de hiç bir şey geçmişten alınan o zevk kadar mühim değil... Hayatın anlamı, mutlu anılarda gizlidir derler ya; bakın bakalım Donald Duck (memleketinin propagandasını yaparken) ne tür anılardan dem vuruyor. Ve kollektif hayatımız neden bir türlü "mutluluk" bulamıyor...</p>
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<title>A Girl Called Harmony - Attrition</title>
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<pubDate>02.11.2009 20:41:33 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Wreck - The Blood Brothers</title>
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<pubDate>23.10.2009 00:11:23 +0300</pubDate>
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Those tire tracks,<br>
Zigzag your torso like a devil's self portrait<br>
The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets,<br>
The wincing relatives<br><br>

You bid her farewell, then you got in your car<br>
And that's the last thing that you can recall<br>
And when they pulled you out,<br>
You didn't know your name<br>
Exploding semi-truck blurred your face with flame<br><br>

You met Jane four years ago today,<br>
Dancing at some vomit-stained frat party<br>
Her newspaper gown, flashing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,<br>
Her tired underpants<br><br>

Love [x12]<br>
Rhymes with pity now,<br>
Love [x12]<br>
Rhymes with sympathy now<br><br>

Jane let you touch her and feel her,<br>
And she was so free like a pineapple in a tree<br>
But you said it's dangerous,<br>
To be so intimate<br>
You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.<br><br>

Jane said when she laid on her back<br>
The sun hit her body like an ugly landscape<br><br>

But some things never get better<br>
Like used cars and bad livers<br>
So you traded her in for a better looking brand<br>
One with fake porno tits,<br>
A pad lock on her lips,<br>
A disposable tan,<br>
Biodegradable hands<br><br>

Back at the hospital,<br>
You got no visitors at all<br>
She visits you in your sleep,<br>
But that newspaper gown is always on fire<br>
(that you want it, that you want it) <br>
[x2]<br><br>

She met him a week after you left her,<br>
When you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector<br>
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment<br>
And then they did all the things,<br>
You never said that you wanted<br>
And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull,<br>
And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold<br>
Yesterday you gave your burden a name<br>
Yesterday you gave your burden a face<br><br>

But your burden, it looks a lot like her<br><br>

Love [x12]<br>
Rhymes with pity now,<br>
Love [x12]<br>
Rhymes with sympathy now<br>
Love [x12]<br>
Ahhhhhhhh !

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