conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Whoopi, em>USA, Today</em with the genre: Biographies & Memoirs, Arts & Literature?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Is It Just Me?'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for this book
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Is It Just Me?: Or Is It Nuts out There?
  This particular blog apologized for lighting the fuse on that story, but it's not the first blog to get it wrong in a big way. Another one famously posted a death speculation about Fidel Castro back in 2007. A bit premature.
  The thing about these two bloggers, is that at least we know who they are. Shame on y'all!! But with most, you don't. They're anonymous. Anonymous assassins. They publish rumors and innuendo and sensational guesses. If it's about you, you're getting slammed left and right and you don't even know who it is.
  Bloggers are people who write stuff and no one has to check it. There's no one saying, "Is this accurate?" And true or not, once you say it in our wired-up society now, it travels around the world... four thousand times before noon.
  Hey, you anonymous, unaccountable blogger. You're a coward. And my name is Whoopi Goldberg, if you're looking for me. I'm not scared to tell you that you're a coward because you hide. You don't want the effects of what you've said to come back and kick you in the ass. So there are no consequences. And because there are no consequences, you think you're absolutely free to say and do whatever you want. But what if there were consequences to this?.. What if you had to register your real name? You'd have to take the heat that you stirred up.
  And that means that you'd have to own the consequences of your actions. Or your words. Let the lawsuits begin!
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: five more paragraphs. Start with the sentence 'I repeat, there is a k in "ask," not an x'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: I repeat, there is a k in "ask," not an x. An ax is something you chop wood with. Unless you're an ax murderer. And if you do need to chop some wood, you don't ax to use the ax.
  And please put the consonants in all of our words. Especially a letter g at the end of words that have them...
  Every house has its own rules. Some families are strict about some things... others not. What's OK and not OK in my place may not be the same at yours. Kind of makes the world go round, doesn't it? But that also creates a sort of... rules gap... and when your kids get older and start spending more time out of your house and in other people's... it can be a problem. It's usually a bigger deal if you are a parent with many rules and your child is having, say, a sleepover, at a house that runs a little looser.
  The thing is, you've got to figure the other parents are not going to honor your rules when it's not your house... They're just not. And your kid is not going to tell you they're breaking your rules if another parent says it's all right. Now... you can say, "Listen, different families have different rules. When you are over there for your sleepover, you tell them you're not allowed to watch R-rated films." And the other parents, who think the R-rated film is just fine, will probably go, "Well, it's OK, I'll talk to your mother."
  But here's what you say to your child. "Lots of graphic violence might not be what you need to see. You might not need to see people having sex. You might want to see people having sex, but you don't need to see it if you are thirteen years old. 'Cause sex will come around. So this is one of those situations where you're at somebody's house, and... unless they're offering you alcohol—which is a definite no... you're going to have to figure out how you want to play it. And I'm going to trust you to know what to do. Because now you're having sleepovers and you're at someone else's home. Just know when you bring your friends over here, we're not going to do that. We're not going to be watching those things. And we're going to be going to bed at eleven or midnight."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the last two paragraphs. End with the sentence ' a congressman heckled the President of the United States.'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: First, I want to acknowledge Tom Straw because without him I would not have been able to have had this done on time.
  Have you noticed that things aren't as civil as they once were? Or that rudeness is no longer an exception but a lifestyle? Sure you have. All you need to do is set foot outside your door to see that bad manners are taking over everywhere. People are yakking on cell phones in restaurants, even at church. Folks in carpools wear enough cologne to make our eyes bleed. Complete strangers think it's OK to rub a pregnant lady's belly. Passengers abuse flight attendants, family outings to the ball park are ruined by rowdy drunks... a congressman heckled the President of the United States.