#rumo

The rumor that the state of my health will necessitate my resignation is entirely unfounded. ↗

— Frederick William Borden

#health #resignation #rumor #state #unfounded

Actually, I would love to make a music video. Maybe it would finally put to rest those persistent rumours that have followed me throughout my career - particularly when I was on camera performing - that I had died. ↗

— Perry Como

#camera #career #died #finally #followed

I've heard rumors that the Petersons are writing a book. It will be very interesting to see what they have to say, but I don't know anything about the Rochas. ↗

— Catherine Crier

#anything #book #heard #i #interesting

New rumors that Saddam Hussein is planning to flee to a castle in Libya with 10 billion dollars. Now President Bush doesn't know whether to nuke him or give him a tax cut. ↗

— Craig Kilborn

#bush #castle #cut #dollars #flee

I hate to spread rumours, but what else can one do with them? ↗

— Amanda Lear

#hate #i #rumours #spread #them

The later it gets the more disturbed the city becomes. I go with Albert through the streets. Men are standing in groups at every corner. Rumours are flying. It is said that the military have already fired on a procession of demonstrating workers. ↗

— Erich Maria Remarque

#already #becomes #city #corner #demonstrating

If humor and rumor are needed more than faith and truth, then it tells me something about the kind of world we live today. ↗

— Toba Beta

#humor #kind #life #live #rumor

Rumors alone can cause his family grief. It just isn't fair to compromise a person's reputation. ↗

— Mary Ellis

#family

Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#gossip #libel #public-opinion #reputation #rumor

Rumors had their own classic epidemiology. Each started with a single germinating event. Information spread from that point, mutating and interbreeding— a conical mass of threads, expanding into the future from the apex of their common birthplace. Eventually, of course, they'd wither and die; the cone would simply dissipate at its wide end, its permutations senescent and exhausted. There were exceptions, of course. Every now and then a single thread persisted, grew thick and gnarled and unkillable: conspiracy theories and urban legends, the hooks embedded in popular songs, the comforting Easter-bunny lies of religious doctrine. These were the memes: viral concepts, infections of conscious thought. Some flared and died like mayflies. Others lasted a thousand years or more, tricked billions into the endless propagation of parasitic half-truths. ↗

— Peter Watts

#pith #religion #rumor-cycles #snark #urban-legends