Yfirlit

Hér er yfirlit frá Forbes um forstjóralaun:

http://www.forbes.com/leadership/compensation/2008/04/30/ceo-pay-compensation-lead-bestbosses08-cx-sd_0430ceo_land.html

 

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Tölum í hringi

Og vonum að fólk gleymi því að við höfum ætlað að taka einhverja afstöðu í þessu máli. Síðan skulum við varpa einhverri frábærri hugmynd fram úr einhverju ráðuneytinu í sumar, eins og til dæmis smá lækkun á bensíni eða jafnvel tillögu að bættu veðri á Íslandi. Svo smellum við okkur í öryggisráðið og allir gleyma eftirlaunalögunum. Við megum ekkert missa af því að fá almennileg eftirlaun eftir að hafa verið svona rosalega dugleg fyrir land og þjóð.  

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Mini me?

Sporðdreki: Þú munt búa til nýja útgáfu af sjálfum þér. En þessa verður erfitt að sjá fyrir. Þess í stað finnur þú fyrir þörf og breytir sjálfum þér til að mæta henni.

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Jahérna

Það eiga nú fleiri í erfiðleikum en ungt fólk, er slíkt bara merki um vanþroska? Geta þeir sem eldri eru og í vanda bara farið í rass og rófu? Og beinustu leið á hausinn.

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Bankar slaki á kröfum

Ástin er heit...

... en mikið skelfing hefur verið kalt í kælinum.

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Ljóð dagsins

Freedom

I won't let you down
I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound
It's the one good thing that I've got
I won't let you down
So please don't give me up
Because I would really, really love to stick around

Heaven knows I was just a young boy
Didn't know what I wanted to be
I was every little hungry schoolgirl's pride and joy
And I guess it was enough for me
To win the race? A prettier face!
Brand new clothes and a big fat place
On your rock and roll TV
But today the way I play the game is not the same
No way
Think I'm gonna get me some happy

I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I told you so
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone else I've got to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
Freedom
You've gotta give for what you take
Freedom
You've gotta give for what you take

Heaven knows we sure had some fun boy
What a kick just a buddy and me
We had every big shot good-time band on the run boy
We were living in a fantasy
We won the race
Got out of the place
I went back home got a brand new face
For the boys on MTV
But today the way I play the game has got to change
Oh yeah
Now I'm gonna get myself happy

I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I stopped the show
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone I forgot to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Don't think that I'll be back again
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
Freedom
You've gotta give for what you take
Freedom
You've gotta give for what you take

Well it looks like the road to heaven
But it feels like the road to hell
When I knew which side my bread was buttered
I took the knife as well
Posing for another picture
Everybody's got to sell
But when you shake your ass
They notice fast
And some mistakes were built to last

That's what you get

I say that's what you get

That's what you get for changing your mind

And after all this time
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes
Do not make the man

I'll hold on to my freedom
May not be what you want from me
Just the way it's got to be
Lose the face now
I've got to live

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Mannréttindi víða fótum troðin

Svona á að fara með nirfla

There was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his money but was a real 'miser' when it came to his money.

Just before he died, he said to his wife..   'When I die, I want you to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money to the afterlife with me .'      

And so he got his wife to promise him, with all of her heart, that when he died, she would put all of the money into the casket with him.

Well, he died. He was stretched out in the casket, his wife was sitting there - dressed in black, and her friend was sitting next to her. When they finished the ceremony, and just before the undertakers got ready to close the casket, the wife said,

' Wait just a moment !'
She had a small metal box with her; she came over  to the casket  with the box and put it in the casket. Then the undertakers locked the casket down and they rolled it away.  
 
So her friend said , 'Girl, I know you were not foolish enough to put all that money in there with your husband. '

The loyal wife replied, 'Listen, I'm a Christian; I cannot go back on my word. I promised him that I was going to put that money into the casket with him.'
Her friend replied ' You mean to tell me you put that money in the casket with him!?!?!? '

' I sure did, '  said the wife.  ' I got it all together, put it into my account, and wrote him a cheque .... If he can cash it, then he can spend it. '  

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Meira um Josef Fritzl

http://judicial-inc.biz/85Josef_Fritzl_main.htm

Ég fann þetta einhvers staðar á netinu og ætla ekkert að fullyrða um sannleiksgildi alls sem þarna stendur. Greinilegt er að maðurinn er stórlega skemmdur og furðulegt að hvergi skuli hafa neinar aðvörunarbjöllur klingt í höfðum fólks.

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Kerstin Fritzl vöknuð úr dái

Ljóð dagsins

Comfortably numb 

 

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

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„Mest hugsað til Pink Floyd“

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