Gil Rimon's Poetry 2.0

Apple iPhoto: West Jerusalem (including the Israeli Parliament) is "Palestinian Territory"

2009-06-04T04:35:00.007+03:00

Nobody really knows where the borders between Israel and the upcoming Palestinian state will be drawn. One of the biggest disputes is the future of Israel's capital. The Palestinians demand East Jerusalem as their capital (Al Quds) and Israel insists the city will "stay united forever".

However, no one seriously considers West Jerusalem, the part of the city that was built on the Israeli side of the '67 borders, to be part of the future Palestinian state.

No one but Apple.

Apple iPhoto '09 has a cool "photo place" feature which allows users to sort their photos by the location where they were taken (geotagging).

When entering locations in West Jerusalem, like the Israeli Museum or the Israeli Parliament (The Knesset), iPhoto insists they are within "Palestinian territory".

So Apple not only takes a side in the conflict - They actually go a fine extra mile!

A whack, a rub and a bored news editor: news syndication for the masses

2008-09-08T18:07:00.012+03:00

So it happened that AP published this short and weird news item today.

Authorities: Burglar wakes men with spice rub
FRESNO, Calif. (AP) — Authorities say they've arrested a man who broke into the home of two California farmworkers, stole money, rubbed one with spices and whacked the other with a sausage before fleeing.
Fresno County sheriff's Lt. Ian Burrimond says 22-year-old Antonio Vasquez was found hiding in a field wearing only a T-shirt, boxers and socks after the Saturday morning attack.
He says deputies arrested Vasquez after finding a wallet containing his ID in the ransacked house.
The farmworkers told deputies the suspect woke them Saturday morning by rubbing spices on one of them and smacking the other with an 8-inch sausage.
Burrimond says money allegedly stolen was recovered.

This refreshing bit of news has propagated in minutes into hundreds of news sites. Many of them modified its title, making it more interesting. Or just silly.

CNN: Officials: Burglar wakes men with spice rub, sausage whack
[The title was not funny without the sausage]

Canadian Press: California cops arrest man who beat victim with sausage
[Trying to keep it serious and forgetting the spice. Typical]

The Telegraph: Burglar held for 'spice and sausage attack'
[Let's coin a term for this kind of attack]

KATU News, Oregon: Police: Underwear-clad burglar whacks man with sausage
[Change of focus: It's an underwear clad burglar!]

Melbourne Herald Sun: Police hit a snag in proving spicy crime
[Funny! Is this Australia already?]

The West Australian: Thieves hit workers with 20cm sausage
Brisbane Times, Australia: Spicy night for victims
LiveNews Australia: Sausage slapping burglar gives men spicy rub down
[Yes, it is]

Later, sheriff Burrimond admitted that the attacking sausage was eaten by a dog before he arrived to the scene. Oops. Now the whole story changed. Conspiracy? Foul play?
Detroit Free Press: Dog eats burglary weapon

Until Wales Online concluded, forgetting the sausage and the spices:

Dog eats weapon in a smash, banger, wallop of a case

stay online when we kiss

2007-09-25T11:03:00.000+02:00

Stay online when we kiss
I want them all to see
What lip stuff they all miss
When you share tongues with me

Your contact list meets mine
We're both linkedin at last
Let's kiss and stay online
Please don't sign off so fast

Poking and loving are two different things

2007-09-23T10:12:00.000+02:00

Her old momma told her
When she was sixteen
That poking and loving
Are two different things

That when she has stocks
She should swim against trends
And remember that guys
Only want to be friends.

That omelets and rice
Are the product of wheat
And it's perfectly fine
To speak when you eat.

And then, when she finished
What she had to say
A white car with sirens
came, took her away.

My Ex had an exit

2007-07-17T18:17:00.000+03:00

My Ex had an exit,
And her CFO glows
But I know that she lacks it
They're going to close.

My Ex had an exit
They sold all the shares
But stockholders, get it:
It will fail if it's hers

Now, since she dumped me
All my options are lost
My Ex had an exit -
And all I got is this post.

I will never superpoke you

2007-07-10T22:45:00.000+03:00

On your wall, late at night,
Through the tears and the pain -
"I will never, my love
Superpoke you again".

When she wrote on my wall

2007-06-23T03:39:00.000+03:00

She added me on FaceBook
I messaged her, and all.
You should have seen my face look
When she wrote on my wall.

I bet three Lindens that you'll be my wife

2007-06-09T10:15:00.000+03:00

I know we only met three days ago in second life
But I already bet three Lindens
That you will be my wife.

I know you may well be my nephew Tom or Grandma Eve
But that already happened once,
And something's got to give.

Couple 2.0

2007-06-06T15:28:00.000+03:00

We have only two users
but we seek IPO.
We're the best social network.
We are couple 2.0

We're the best viral market
From the head down to toe,
We're the brand and the target.
We are couple 2.0

We have only two users
But we care for them much.
Always up for support,
Always getting in touch

We're two love sharing clients
Acting out our own show.
Always on, peer to peer,
We are couple 2.0

How to twit a lady

2007-06-06T14:47:00.000+03:00

You don't have to be beautiful
To get her to read
Your most meaninglessly nothingful
Recent Blogger feed

You don't have to be super geek
So she stumbles upon
The boring pictures of your cat getting sick
After licking Poupon.

You don't have to be rich
You don't have to be wit
You don't need to be a leech
You just got to twit.

You don't have to be a rapper
You don't need to be Slim Shady
You just have to learn from Daddy
How to twit a lady.

I saw her on Flickr

2007-06-04T15:10:00.000+03:00

I saw her on Flickr
She couldn't get slickerWhen posting a nude
Of her thumb getting rude

We then met on mySpace
And moved on to my place
Turned on my Pandora
And made love to Hora.

Our all-eBay bedroom
Don't leave enough headroom
So at times I still lurk at
My old page on Orkut