It has something to do with the difference between ISO-8859 encoding and UTF-8 encoding. Regular HTML uses one, and Javascript uses another. If you refresh the whole page, the weird script disappears. I tried to fix it earlier, but apparently it didn't work. Perhaps I'll try again later. I consider myself to be rather lazy on that front. (Though, curiously enough, I'm not so lazy on the kill-vs.-catch-and-release-a-bug front.)

FROM VICE MAGAZINE:
EDIT: PARAS LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT SOME SHIT TO FIX - LOOKS LIKE SOME OF THE TEXT THAT I COPIED FROM VICE AND PASTED PASTED TO THE MESSAGE WINDOW IS BEING CONVERTED INTO WEIRDASS SYMBOLS

"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
A public Masturbate-a-thon, the first ever to be held in Europe, takes place in Clerkenwell, London on 5 August 2006. Masturbators ask friends, colleagues and loved ones to sponsor them to raise money for AIDS charities, in order to take part. The amount raised is determined by how many minutes participants take to masturbate and / or the number of orgasms they achieve.  You can also get sponsored simply for having the “courage” to turn up and participate.
Look guys, this kind of shit may wash in San Francisco, but not over here. It’s going to be like the recent Japanese flood that killed 15 people, but a flood made out of un-tested, possibly HIV-ridden semen and vaginal secretions (A.K.A. love juice).
We decided to call up organiser Tony Kerridge to ask WTF he was playing at.
VICE: This is disgusting. Won’t everyone get covered in jizz? Some people can shoot, like, metres. 
Tony: Well the spaces are quite big, so that really shouldn’t happen. It’s something that people have got to be respectful, if you like, of other people’s space. I mean, this is a solo thing. Although there are group rooms, it’s a solo exercise. We’re asking people not to invade other people’s space also and get too close. There will be monitors to make sure that doesn’t happen.
Are people going to be partying and stuff?
No. Safety is our principal concern, so we don’t want people coming in there who have had a drink. It’s not appropriate. We will have private cubicles, but there are also group rooms, men-only space, a women-only space and a mixed space.
Are there any visual aids on offer? 
Yes, we are discussing that at the moment, but yes, certainly there will be.
Great. What will you do with the oceans of left-over jizz cascading all over everybody like the fountain scene in Fellini’s La Dolce Vita? Do people have to clean it up?
No, we’ll dispose of it. We want to keep the areas as hygienic as possible. We’ll produce paper rolls that will be laid out on the couches. Basically, we’ll ask people to respect the fact that other people are using the space as well.
I read that you’re not allowed to fake an orgasm. How can you tell if people do or not?
Erm…it’s difficult; not so difficult with men, but with the ladies, yes it is. We’re using people with medical backgrounds, so I think it will be possible for them to tell. We’re relying on people’s good faith and if someone wants to take part in this, it’s pointless to pretend.
Will you be doing a drugs test? Coke can make you last for days, so that’s cheating.
No, we won’t. It’s not an Olympic sport or governed by that vigorous standards. You know, if somebody’s dropped a Viagra or something like that, then that’s their business. I think the record in the U.S. is something like 6 hours and 32 minutes.
Ok, well is there any chance of getting lucky if we come down?
No, if you try to, we’ll ask you to leave.
See www.masturbate-a-thon.com for more."


Ahhhhhh [INSERT NAME] all that money you spent on going to BurningMan when really your life long ambition could have been met at the 'Thon. shit dog.

Well, that's all there is to buddhism. I think each reader just interprets the writings and figures it out himself. Keep your eye on the broad horizons, no?

As for cosmic relationships, I can't see any. All I know is that the world is full of chaos and misery. People must band together to bring a semblance of consistency in a crumbling world. My only hope in a such a wretched idea is that we can take actions to ensure the survival of humanity until some of us are able to figure a means to end the suffering and introduce the beginning of 'heaven' on earth. Perhaps it is arrogant to believe that it is man who will bring about this change, but that's the picture in my head and I'm stickin' to it.

"The gods kill men as wantonly as children kill insects."

Exactly. I shall strive to be otherwise.

I was about to kill that insect in my kitchen last night when I had this profound epiphany. It's like I'm making miniscule steps on an infinite path toward enlightenment... the cosmic relationship of things seem to suddenly be more solidly apparent to me.

But I'm not buddhist. Obviously.

Though I HAVE been reading the manga "buddha" lately (huge comic about the life of buddha, made by the same guy who did astroboy)... I dunno. Maybe that's it.

Like the other day I was delivering water and I got out of my van and I saw this field full of those "horse-tail" weeds and I thought it was beautiful. So I picked one of them and stuck it in the dash of my van. But having picked it, I felt I spoiled it's beauty.

Possibly... worse comes to worse I'll just go insane.

Do you think you'd survive the experience of realising the whole terrible truth? Rather than imagining a scenario where you lose your life for the sake of the 'truth', what if you lose your spirit? Your will and motivation?

Also, what is the price of such truth? To what end will you pursue this truth? To the ends of the earth? Will you obtain it at a cost to yourself or others? What of the prices that you cannot appreciate or comprehend?

Quoting form some source I can't remember right now:

"The gods kill men as watonly as children kill insects."

Or something like that. I'm going to say Nietzche. Second though Nietzche always thought that god was dead and it was only thru our own action that we could achieve things, so not Nietzche.

And yes the arguement of living in ignorant bliss or knowing the whole terrible truth and deciding what to do with it. Horrible truth every time.

i remember watching this news item on CBC about this guy who lost his hearing in one ear because a fly or something flew into it - like deep enough that it fucked something up. Since then i've revised my rules about flying buzzing insects, and i will kill them every time. if it's a bug's life or my hearing i say BRING THA LITTLE MUTHAFUCKAZ ON!!!
heh, Bug's Life.

er... that should be "benevolent".

but that's just it, bugs don't have the mental capacity to know that their life has been saved. Nor does a human being necessarily have the mental capacity to see their own life being saved on a cosmic scale. Nonetheless, after contemplating the bug metaphor, would you not hope that whatever cosmic forces ruled your own life would be beneveolent enough to refrain from killing you out of sheer laziness? What other reason is there for killing the bug as opposed to taking it outside? Laziness. It's easier to end another living creature's life than save it. And in what respect can you say one life is worth more than another's?

I find it difficult to kill a bug anymore.