I read Ender's Game when I was 14. It freaked me out. I love fantasy and sci-fi, but there was something about Ender's Game I found really creepy. There was just something about the treatment of young children and the ability to write-off their deaths creeps me out when ever I think about the book. Also having them…

Why does the UK hate children? Acne enhancing lamps, young-ear deafening sirens, hoodie bans, ASBO's; are your youth that bad or are you an especially high-strung bitch?

But does that make the data unrecoverable? Also, it takes time to realize your phone has been stolen, time enough to disable the phone in such away as to be unable to receive a kill command. And what if you were being arrested and had your phone on your person? I would prefer a more thorough method of erasing data.…

I've always wondered if would be possible to make smart phones self-destruct. So that if you entered the password wrong so many times or even tried to take out the SIM card without disengaging the hidden switch, the memory core would fry or melt down. I would think tech savy criminal enterprises would be putting more…

YES! Never again must I bear the humiliation of split pair of pants.

This isn't just a Muslim thing.

People forget that The Oregonian started as a republican paper. Granted, now days it's the most liberal of republican papers but it still has a conservative streak. Secondly, The Oregonian hates the PPS and the PS. 1 school district, and has published many stories to show it.

Welcome to the do-not-fly list.

Or a lube applicator.

Let's see, NES, SNES, N64, Game Cube, Wii.

There are specially curved anal vibrators meant to hit all the right places and massage the prostate.

Just remember your a living organism on this planet, your vary safe, you've just taken a heavy drug.

Take your pick:

...and the battle continues.

kilopascal. Easily Wikipedia-ed. 1kPa = .145 psi = 1000 Newton/sq. meters.

You forgot Saul Alinsky, and Bill Ayers.

That logo looks like it belongs to a 70's magazine with people playing tennis on the cover.

That Mr. Acme sure was a genius.

The screen is 41-megapixel, not the camera, right?

You see what you need to do is switch it on and off just long enough to drop their call. I would also wire a discreet toggle switch to the corner of my jacket, something that wouldn't be obvious if you squeezed it. There are also ways to narrow the frequency to just cell phones. Good idea, poor execution.