Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters
Thursday, 21 March 2013
Armed Robbers Will Never Get Away And I Will Never Win A Coffee
Karma knows these things, people. Now that I have started to collect rims for myself to use during exam time to stay awake when studying, I have only won one rim this season. I did find one on the ground, but I gave that to Nicole, my roommate, who was walking with me because, technically, we both saw it at the same time. Karma knew that and dropped it there to find. I swear it is rubbing it in my face that I am not a nice enough person.
Oh well, like I said. I started writing this post last night with the intentions of finishing it this morning before class. Too bad I was glued to the TV to even think of the computer.
The news told me this very tragic story. The street in which I will be living on starting May witnessed an armed robbery in the early morning hours this morning. The house was said to have been targeted, maybe for being the only student house with food in the fridge, or the other, more reasonable explanation: drugs. Either which way, they were tied up in the basement when some of their friends supposedly walked in on the "robbers" causing them to run away into the forest behind the house I live in now.
Everyone involved was caught and everyone was charged. I really don't see the point in trying to rob something. It never actually works out, and you can never get away. It is even more impossible escaping the police than it is winning a dang coffee at Timmie's... even if your plan is to give it to the homeless in downtown Toronto!
Darn good and sure of it,