fahye: (omgpirate (me in sepia))
Fahye ([personal profile] fahye) wrote2005-11-12 11:43 pm
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the trials of Fireflyfic

NOBODY CAN MAKE SHIT UP LIKE I CAN MAKE SHIT UP.

Blah blah pharmacology blah blah corporate procedures blah blah advanced information systems and the hacking into thereof blah blah elaborate criminal schemes.

Also: how the hell does Joss Whedon cope? These characters will not. shut. up.

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I cannot stop listening to this song. Cannot. So. GOOD.

Dave Carter & Tracy Grammar - Ordinary Town

Rock of ages, love contagious, shine the serpent fire
So sang the sage of sixteen summers in the upstairs choir
So sang the old dog down the street beside his wailing wall
"Go home, go home," the mayor cried when Jesus came to City Hall
ext_12491: (Green jacket)

[identity profile] schiarire.livejournal.com 2005-11-12 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You know what makes it even better?

An immediate association with Silver Nails (http://www.bartleby.com/165/145.html Silver Nails).
ext_12491: (Execution)

[identity profile] schiarire.livejournal.com 2005-11-12 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, fucking link.

A MAN was crucified. He came to the city a stranger, was accused, and nailed to a cross. He lingered hanging. Laughed at the crowd. “The nails are iron,” he said, “You are cheap. In my country when we crucify we use silver nails…” So he went jeering. They did not understand him at first. Later they talked about him in changed voices in the saloons, bowling alleys, and churches. It came over them every man is crucified only once in his life and the law of humanity dictates silver nails be used for the job. A statue was erected to him in a public square. Not having gathered his name when he was among them, they wrote him as John Silvernail on the statue.