BARREL OF MONKEYS: "GENESIS" in Reverse
I consider myself a Democrat. Been called a Socialist. Definitely a bleeding heart liberal.
As a child from a traditional southern family, playing Barrel of Monkeys on the floor, church every Sunday, doing well in public school, learning a trade; in every sense privileged .........
Comfortable in middle age, an avid news reader, on learning the tragic story of a full grown chimpanzee destroying the face of a woman who offered a toy, only trying to help it's owner coax her surrogate child back into his cage......
Today being confrontational, ribald, offensive, restless, rebellious.......
How did I get here from there?
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Monday, May 10, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
FIFTY NIFTY UNITED STATES........
Fifty Nifty United States from thirteen original colonies;
Fifty Nifty stars in the flag that billows so beautifully in the breeze.
Each individual state contributes a quality that is great.
Each individual state deserves a bow, We salute them now.
OFFSHORE DRILLING
"We've tried to drill our way out of this problem for the last 30 years," said Manuel. "It's never worked."
"NEW YORK (CNNMoney.com) -- The spilled oil lapping at Gulf Coast beaches and wetlands is one tragic result of offshore drilling.
As the administration's plans to expand drilling proceed, what do we get in exchange for putting more of our coastal environment, and the fishing and tourism economies that depend on it, at risk?"
The full article can be found at the following link:
Monday, May 3, 2010
SMALLTOWN BOY
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That theyd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
Theyd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Cry , boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
WITHOUT A SOUND
‘I am thinking, therefore I exist’
In our youth, Descartes held, we acquire many prejudices which interfere with the proper use of our reason. Consequently, later we must reject everything we believe and start anew. Hence the Meditations begins with a series of arguments intended to cast doubt upon everything formerly believed, and culminating in the hypothesis of an all-deceiving evil genius, a device to keep former beliefs from returning. The rebuilding of the world begins with the discovery of the self through the ‘Cogito Argument’ (‘I am thinking, therefore I exist’) – a self known only as a thinking thing, and known independently of the senses.
'I think not!'
Identify, kinda, with the comment his mother made. "He's not one of hearing world. He's not one of the deaf world. Sort of walks with one foot in each."
Feel that I lived in my own world. One that only I understand. One where I must walk with both feet planted firmly to the ground. Pretty much learned, there are just some places you don't go.
Or you go alone if you wanted to badly enough.
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sol·ip·sism
[sol-ip-siz-uhm]
–noun
1. Philosophy . the theory that only the self exists, or can be proved to exist.
2. extreme preoccupation with and indulgence of one's feelings, desires, etc.; egoistic self-absorption.
—Related forms
sol·ip·sis·mal, adjective
sol·ip·sist, noun, adjective
sol·ip·sis·tic, adjective
—Can be confused: solecism, solipsism . Dictionary.com Unabridged
Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2010.
WHO CARES THE REASON!
JESUS THE REASON?
Even though Orthodox Atheist, this group can put up as many Nativity Scenes as they like, even my front yard, without me being offended. So what that "Jesus" is the reason. Not like he's going to get a free toaster for it.
The end justifies the means, right?
*******
"Calling "atheism" a religion is like calling "bald" a hair color."
I object to that quote.
If someone online ask me what color my hair is, I answer, "brown." When they see me, they gonna wish "bald" was a hair color.
A joke my Uncle Arthur told,
(who also happens to be bald):
If a guy loses his hair in front first, it means he's a great lover. If he loses his hair on the back first, it means he's a great thinker. If he loses hair all over, he thinks he's a great lover.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Jimmy Sommerville: From This Moment on
"The three grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, someone to love, and something to hope for."
~ Alexander Chalmers
Alex, Literature for $500 Please
JEOPARDY
TEA PARTY Turkey Killa FoxNew's
from
Wasilla
HENNEY PENNY
(English Fairy Tale)
ONE day Henny-penny was picking up corn in the cornyard when--whack!--something hit her upon the head. 'Goodness gracious me!' said Henny-penny; 'the sky's a-going to fall; I must go and tell the king.'
So she went along and she went along and she went along till she met Cocky-locky. 'Where are you going, Hennypenny?' says Cocky-locky. 'Oh! I'm going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' says Henny-penny. 'May I come with you?' says Cocky-locky. 'Certainly,' says Henny-penny. So Hennypenny and Cocky-locky went to tell the king the sky was falling.
They went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Ducky-daddles. 'Where are you going to, Hennypenny and Cocky-locky?' says Ducky-daddles. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky. 'May I come with you?' said Ducky-daddles. 'Certainly,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky. So Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along and they went along, and they went along, till they met Goosey-poosey. 'Where are you going to, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles?' said Gooseypoosey. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky and Ducky-daddles. 'May I come with you?' said Goosey-poosey. 'Certainly,' said Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles. So Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Goosey-poosey went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Turkey-lurkey. 'Where are you going, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Gooseypoosey?' says Turkey-turkey. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Duckydaddles, and Goosey-poosey. 'May I come with you, Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Goosey-poosey?' said Turkey-lurkey. 'Oh, certainly, Turkey-turkey,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Gooseypoosey. So Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey all went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Foxy-woxy, and Foxy-woxy said to Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey: 'Where are you going, Henny-penny, Cockylocky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey?' And Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey poosey, and Turkey-lurkey said to Foxy-woxy: 'We' re going to tell the king the sky's a-falling.' 'Oh! but this is not the way to the king, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey,' says Foxy-woxy; 'I know the proper way; shall I show it you?' 'Oh, certainly, Foxywoxy,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey. So Henny-penny, Cockylocky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, Turkey-lurkey, and Foxy-woxy all went to tell the king the sky was a-falling. So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they came to a narrow and dark hole. Now this was the door of Foxy-woxy's cave. But Foxy-woxy said to Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkeyturkey: 'This is the short way to the king's palace: you'll soon get there if you follow me. I will go first and you come after, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-turkey.' 'Why, of course, certainly, without doubt, why not?' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey.
So Foxy-woxy went into his cave, and he didn't go very far, but turned round to wait for Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey. So at last at first Turkey-lurkey went through the dark hole into the cave. He hadn't got far when 'Hrumph', Foxy-woxy snapped off Turkey-lurkey's head and threw his body over his left shoulder. Then Goosey-poosey went in, and 'Hrumph', off went her head and Goosey-poosey was thrown beside Turkey-lurkey. Then Ducky-daddles waddled down, and 'Hrumph', snapped Foxy-woxy, and Ducky-daddles's head was off and Duckydaddies was thrown alongside Turkey-turkey and Gooseypoosey. Then Cocky-locky strutted down into the cave, and he hadn't gone far when 'Snap, Hrumph!' went Foxy-woxy, and Cocky-locky was thrown alongside of Turkey-lurkey, Gooseypoosey, and Ducky-daddles.
But Foxy-woxy had made two bites at Cocky-locky, and when the first snap only hurt Cocky-locky, but didn't kill him, he called out to Henny-penny. But she turned tail and off she ran home, so she never told the king the sky was a-falling.
FOXNews
What is,
"A Business Plan?"
So she went along and she went along and she went along till she met Cocky-locky. 'Where are you going, Hennypenny?' says Cocky-locky. 'Oh! I'm going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' says Henny-penny. 'May I come with you?' says Cocky-locky. 'Certainly,' says Henny-penny. So Hennypenny and Cocky-locky went to tell the king the sky was falling.
They went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Ducky-daddles. 'Where are you going to, Hennypenny and Cocky-locky?' says Ducky-daddles. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky. 'May I come with you?' said Ducky-daddles. 'Certainly,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky. So Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along and they went along, and they went along, till they met Goosey-poosey. 'Where are you going to, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles?' said Gooseypoosey. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny and Cocky-locky and Ducky-daddles. 'May I come with you?' said Goosey-poosey. 'Certainly,' said Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, and Ducky-daddles. So Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Goosey-poosey went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Turkey-lurkey. 'Where are you going, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Gooseypoosey?' says Turkey-turkey. 'Oh! we're going to tell the king the sky's a-falling,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Duckydaddles, and Goosey-poosey. 'May I come with you, Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Goosey-poosey?' said Turkey-lurkey. 'Oh, certainly, Turkey-turkey,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, and Gooseypoosey. So Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey all went to tell the king the sky was a-falling.
So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they met Foxy-woxy, and Foxy-woxy said to Hennypenny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey: 'Where are you going, Henny-penny, Cockylocky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey?' And Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey poosey, and Turkey-lurkey said to Foxy-woxy: 'We' re going to tell the king the sky's a-falling.' 'Oh! but this is not the way to the king, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey,' says Foxy-woxy; 'I know the proper way; shall I show it you?' 'Oh, certainly, Foxywoxy,' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey. So Henny-penny, Cockylocky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, Turkey-lurkey, and Foxy-woxy all went to tell the king the sky was a-falling. So they went along, and they went along, and they went along, till they came to a narrow and dark hole. Now this was the door of Foxy-woxy's cave. But Foxy-woxy said to Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkeyturkey: 'This is the short way to the king's palace: you'll soon get there if you follow me. I will go first and you come after, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-turkey.' 'Why, of course, certainly, without doubt, why not?' said Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey.
So Foxy-woxy went into his cave, and he didn't go very far, but turned round to wait for Henny-penny, Cocky-locky, Ducky-daddles, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey. So at last at first Turkey-lurkey went through the dark hole into the cave. He hadn't got far when 'Hrumph', Foxy-woxy snapped off Turkey-lurkey's head and threw his body over his left shoulder. Then Goosey-poosey went in, and 'Hrumph', off went her head and Goosey-poosey was thrown beside Turkey-lurkey. Then Ducky-daddles waddled down, and 'Hrumph', snapped Foxy-woxy, and Ducky-daddles's head was off and Duckydaddies was thrown alongside Turkey-turkey and Gooseypoosey. Then Cocky-locky strutted down into the cave, and he hadn't gone far when 'Snap, Hrumph!' went Foxy-woxy, and Cocky-locky was thrown alongside of Turkey-lurkey, Gooseypoosey, and Ducky-daddles.
But Foxy-woxy had made two bites at Cocky-locky, and when the first snap only hurt Cocky-locky, but didn't kill him, he called out to Henny-penny. But she turned tail and off she ran home, so she never told the king the sky was a-falling.
FOXNews
What is,
"A Business Plan?"
Oh my! How O'Reilly brags, practically salivating, over the size of the, "A Piece of Good Luck...Just Fell in My Lap", SKY's-a-FALLING because of an A.C.O.R.N crowd expected to follow Sarah away from CNN right into their FOXNew's den". That statement had the "smell of $$$millions$$$" written all over it; with credible news reporting obviously being a distant second, if even second place at all!
****
Turkey Killa
from Wasilla
???
"Gotta get back to ya on that one!"
AND WOW! How, with such a straight face, or maybe it was a poker face, (don't matter, either would of scored a perfect 10), Sarah looked that sly old fox in the eyes and said, "They (left wing media) didn't like her message; were afraid of the "COMMON SENSE" conservative family values she thinks she articulates." Boy, oh Boy! Did that statement bring back memories!
Someone once said about Laverne and Shirley, "No one could be that stupid!"
Well Sarah Palin be the proof.....they wrong!
STRAIGHT FACE or POKER FACE?
PLEASE!
Without a doubt,
Sarah be One Chick "that stupid"
No one can ACT that GOOD!
****
TEA PARTY
"No! No! No! This KING won't do!
He's a SOCIALIST!"
STRAIGHT FACE or POKER FACE?
PLEASE!
Without a doubt,
Sarah be One Chick "that stupid"
No one can ACT that GOOD!
****
TEA PARTY
"No! No! No! This KING won't do!
He's a SOCIALIST!"
(They didn't wait for the answer!)
A recent polling of the Tea Party Movement showed, contrary to popular belief,
it's members to be more educated than the average American citizen. Okay! So! Although Sarah had never read the story, they had. That's not saying much.
This time, they didn't wait for the A.C.O.R.N. to drop before blaming the King; they were already there! FOXNews had paid Sarah Palin to promote, draw the Tea Party from the celebration at the Palace for the New King, to it's afterparty.
*****
Moral of Henny Penny?
Those who fail to learn from the past condemn us all to repeat it.
***
Read Liberally!
lib·er·al
ˈlɪbərəl, ˈlɪbrəl/ Show Spelled[lib-er-uhl, lib-ruhl]
–adjective
1.favorable to progress or reform, as in political or religious affairs.
2.(often initial capital letter) noting or pertaining to a political party advocating measures of progressive political reform.
3.of, pertaining to, based on, or advocating liberalism.
4.favorable to or in accord with concepts of maximum individual freedom possible, esp. as guaranteed by law and secured by governmental protection of civil liberties.
5.favoring or permitting freedom of action, esp. with respect to matters of personal belief or expression: a liberal policy toward dissident artists and writers.
6.of or pertaining to representational forms of government rather than aristocracies and monarchies.
7.free from prejudice or bigotry; tolerant: a liberal attitude toward foreigners.
8.open-minded or tolerant, esp. free of or not bound by traditional or conventional ideas, values, etc.
9.characterized by generosity and willingness to give in large amounts: a liberal donor.
10.given freely or abundantly; generous: a liberal donation.
11.not strict or rigorous; free; not literal: a liberal interpretation of a rule.
12.of, pertaining to, or based on the liberal arts.
13.of, pertaining to, or befitting a freeman.
–noun14.a person of liberal principles or views, esp. in politics or religion.
15.(often initial capital letter) a member of a liberal party in politics, esp. of the Liberal party in Great Britain.
A recent polling of the Tea Party Movement showed, contrary to popular belief,
it's members to be more educated than the average American citizen. Okay! So! Although Sarah had never read the story, they had. That's not saying much.
This time, they didn't wait for the A.C.O.R.N. to drop before blaming the King; they were already there! FOXNews had paid Sarah Palin to promote, draw the Tea Party from the celebration at the Palace for the New King, to it's afterparty.
*****
Moral of Henny Penny?
Those who fail to learn from the past condemn us all to repeat it.
***
Read Liberally!
lib·er·al
ˈlɪbərəl, ˈlɪbrəl/ Show Spelled[lib-er-uhl, lib-ruhl]
–adjective
1.favorable to progress or reform, as in political or religious affairs.
2.(often initial capital letter) noting or pertaining to a political party advocating measures of progressive political reform.
3.of, pertaining to, based on, or advocating liberalism.
4.favorable to or in accord with concepts of maximum individual freedom possible, esp. as guaranteed by law and secured by governmental protection of civil liberties.
5.favoring or permitting freedom of action, esp. with respect to matters of personal belief or expression: a liberal policy toward dissident artists and writers.
6.of or pertaining to representational forms of government rather than aristocracies and monarchies.
7.free from prejudice or bigotry; tolerant: a liberal attitude toward foreigners.
8.open-minded or tolerant, esp. free of or not bound by traditional or conventional ideas, values, etc.
9.characterized by generosity and willingness to give in large amounts: a liberal donor.
10.given freely or abundantly; generous: a liberal donation.
11.not strict or rigorous; free; not literal: a liberal interpretation of a rule.
12.of, pertaining to, or based on the liberal arts.
13.of, pertaining to, or befitting a freeman.
–noun14.a person of liberal principles or views, esp. in politics or religion.
15.(often initial capital letter) a member of a liberal party in politics, esp. of the Liberal party in Great Britain.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
FLAGGET
The Wheel-Spinners' & Grunters' Social Club
Environment v Consumerism
The taxis, bikes and minis all screech to a halt
As a big BMW breaks the law
He's heading for the social club
Foot pressed to the floor
The Wheel-Spinners' & Grunters' Social Club
Only 4x4's allowed
And sports cars (if they're big enough)
'Cause the crucial bit is - LOUD
Two thousand million years
To bury carbon 'neath the clay
Now it's burnt in twenty decades
'Cause we need BIG toys for play
Oral, anal, genital
Old Sigmund's in a daze
'Cause he missed 'The Biggest Conker'
- The adolescent phase
They've a fondness for bananas
(Skins are thrown into the drain)
There's a stance that says 'Each testicle
Is bigger than my brain.'
There's tornadoes in Bermuda
Sandstorms in the middle east
The sea's invaded Alabama
Alligators have a feast
As the goddess tries to cleanse the Earth
Of this greedy parasite
And restore a sort of balance
To the earthly paradise
One swam over the cuckoo's nest -
(There's no sight of land in Devon)
Hear that midsummer night's scream
In Stratford under Avon
There's lightning in Leipzig
And mud in place of floor
They're sleepless in Seattle
As the rain lashes the door
They're witless in Wigan
At the petrol-shortage news
As they leap into their grunt-mobiles
Engines fuming, stand in queues
We're waking up in Woking
And we're gonna join in too
If the TV says 'materialism'
Then I'm bound to. Aren't you?
The Wheel-Spinners' & Grunters' Social Club
The owner's car 1 GRUNT in view
Now I know I've really made it
'Cause I've bought the plate GRUNT 2 .
*****
I was reviewing some folders of collected quotes, articles, fables, etc., when I came across this forgotten poem. As my filing system is pretty chaotic, my genes lacking even a hint organizational efficiency, I'm unable to recall who penned it or even where I found it.
However, I know why it appeals to me.
Always been jealous of creative people, not so much the results of their creativity, but how easily it seems to flow from them without effort. Jealous even of the unconventional ones,
considered "freaks" by most.
However, I know why it appeals to me.
Always been jealous of creative people, not so much the results of their creativity, but how easily it seems to flow from them without effort. Jealous even of the unconventional ones,
considered "freaks" by most.
I sit down to write, so clearly knowing in my mind what I want to express, sometimes spending all day on one blog entry, and still I'm disappointed with the results; not what I had in mind.
How difficult finding, choosing the words.
How limited the vocabulary.
How so little evidence produced to show my effort.
It suprises me.
So much time spent reading.
"I know Jim didn't do it. Everytime I look up, he's reading."Once had a fifth grade teacher determined to find the student responsible for defacing a textbook. Certain the guilty one could not have been a girl, they were turned loose to the playground for a free recess period; the boys being kept behind....with her! Can't help wonder, what all happened while we were playing; was the responsible one ever found?
What starts off as a thearaputic release, productive use of time, an escape, quickly becomes an obsession; then disappointment.
Friday, April 30, 2010
SOCIALITE SOCIALIST BE SOCIAL LIKE
"DON'T DRINK THE PUNCH!"
"HE'S A SOCIALIST!"
WAY TO GEAUX, PUNCHY!
COULD THIS COMMERCIAL
BE WHY
"PARTY OF GRUMPY OLD WHITE MEN"
BE SO
"PARTY OF GRUMPY OLD WHITE MEN"
BE SO
LILY LIVERED?
***
Socialist or not,
OBAMA CARES!
One day at work, got into a conversation with a technician over the HEALTH CARE BILL which had finally been passed. Her only reason for being against OBAMACARE was it potential to increase her insurance premium. I asked her, "You would rather someone else be without insurance just to have lower insurance premium?" She said, "YES."
Same technician/Different day.
Socialist or not,
One day at work, got into a conversation with a technician over the HEALTH CARE BILL which had finally been passed. Her only reason for being against OBAMACARE was it potential to increase her insurance premium. I asked her, "You would rather someone else be without insurance just to have lower insurance premium?" She said, "YES."
Same technician/Different day.
I couldn't help but chuckle a little bit when she got angry about Arizona getting tough on illegal migrants. Although having entered the U.S. legally from Argentina, she confessed, had she not married recently, she probably would have ended up being here illegally.
Of course I agreed with her, that Arizona's action were wrong; but I did come close to not letting her know, just for being selfish on the health care issue.
Of course I agreed with her, that Arizona's action were wrong; but I did come close to not letting her know, just for being selfish on the health care issue.
***
Socialists generally share the view that capitalism unfairly concentrates power and wealth among a small segment of society that controls capital and derives its wealth through a system of exploitation. This in turn creates an unequal society, that fails to provide equal opportunities for everyone to maximise their potential, and does not utilise technology and resources to their maximum potential nor in the interests of the public.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
What's the Right Thing to Do?
Harvard University's
Justice with Micheal Sandel
http://justiceharvard.org/
An engaging twelve hours of lectures broken into twelve one-hour episodes. Before passing up on listening to these lectures, ask yourself, what was it you chose to do with those twelve hours instead? Next time you add your two cents worth to a political discussion, was it worth even that? When it comes time to vote, should you even be allowed?
If not all twelve lectures, I ask you to at least consider watching Episode One ".....philosophy doesn't teach you anything you don't already know. It's takes what you already know from familiar settings and presents it in a way that makes it strange. But once thought, cannot be unthought again" and Episode Eleven which basically has to do with loyalty; how it conflicts with morals.
"A truly virtuous man would come to the aid of a complete stranger no less than he would for a close friend. However, a truly virtuous man would have no friends."
Below are some fun trivia that came from the lectures:
Did you know.....
Bill Gates,
when figured out on a hourly basis,
makes more than $150.00/sec.
If he were to drop a $100.00 bill
&
stops long enough to pick it up,
he
LOSES
money!
Did you know.....
Sandra Day O'Connor & The Supremes
each make less than $300,000.00/yr
while

Judge Judy
makes $25,000,000.00/yr.
Did you know.....
one woman's egg
under the right circumstances could fetch
$50,000.00
while
one man's toss
would be lucky to make
$75.00!
****
Turns out,
Harvard doesn't know the answers either.
Like the Bible,
raises more questions than answers;
answers vague at best.
***
"Imagination is more important than knowledge. The important thing is never to stop questioning."
-Eistein-
Palin Exercise Aerobic Rights
Aerobic
an adjective that means "requiring air", where "air" usually means oxygen.
"TURKEY KILLA FROM WASILLA"
Sunday, February 14, 2010
"NOT LIKE US" (HOPSCOTCH IN FOUR DIMENSIONS)
di·men·sion
–noun
1.Mathematics.
a.a property of space; extension in a given direction: A straight line has one dimension, a parallelogram has two dimensions, and a
parallelepiped has three dimensions.
b.the generalization of this property to spaces with curvilinear extension, as the surface of a sphere.
c.the generalization of this property to vector spaces and to Hilbert space.
d.the generalization of this property to fractals, which can have dimensions that are noninteger real numbers.
e.extension in time: Space-time has three dimensions of space and one of time.
2.Usually, dimensions
a.measurement in length, width, and thickness.
a.measurement in length, width, and thickness.
b.scope; importance: the dimensions of a problem.
3.unit (def. 6).
4.magnitude; size: Matter has dimension.
5.Topology.a.a magnitude that, independently or in conjunction with other such magnitudes, serves to define the location of an element within a given set, as of a point on a line, an object in a space, or an event in space-time.
b.the number of elements in a finite basis of a given vector space
6.Physics. any of a set of basic kinds of quantity, as mass, length, and time, in terms of which all other kinds of quantity can be expressed; usually denoted by capital letters, with appropriate exponents, placed in brackets: The dimensions of velocity are [LT−1]. Compare dimensional analysis.
7.dimensions, Informal. the measurements of a woman's bust, waist, and hips, in that order: The chorus girl's dimensions were 38-24-36.
con·scious
n. In psychoanalysis, the component of waking awareness perceptible by a person at any given instant; consciousness.
One day on my way home from work, I stopped at Home Depot to pick up a few bales of pinestraw for some yardwork I planned to do that weekend. As I was waiting for someone to come unlock the gate to the cargo bay where the straw is kept, a big expensive looking car pull up besides my Jeep Wrangler. Out steps an elderly man and woman looking as if on their way to church. Though tastefully done, it was obvious the woman spends a lot of time putting on her makeup.
Very friendly, she starts chatting with me as we waited. She was obviously very curious about me; too friendly for my comfort. It didn't cost me anything to be nice, so I politely humored her. Then she laid the big one on me, "there was a nice girl at her church she would like me to meet?" Probably thought I was a real doctor, maybe a dentist, because I still had on my scrubs.
"That's mightly sweet of you mame," I answered. But, I'm atheist."
Like letting the air out of a ballon, I watched the friendly expression drain from her face. She mumbled a few words; don't remember what they were, but nothing mean. She backs off to join her husband waiting by the car.
Like letting the air out of a ballon, I watched the friendly expression drain from her face. She mumbled a few words; don't remember what they were, but nothing mean. She backs off to join her husband waiting by the car.
I can't help but wonder how she would have reacted to "I'm gay" instead. Possible she may be wiser and kinder than I give her credit and thinks I'm just another liar. Either way, no means no. She got her answer. That alone can be awkard.
Boy is "not being quick to judge" hard work! Something you have to constantly consiously practice. Impossible to do while multi-tasking. Sometimes, it's best, just to back off.
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So....what's my point?
Unless you live on an island, completely cut off from society, no way to leave or be found; one has to interact with others in order to acquire the basis essencials of life. Totally dependent on adults (not necessarily our parents) at birth; through trial and error, gravitating toward those who provide our needs the best or we fear the least, to learning how to spot those only being politically correct in the work environment to those who tolerate only in time of need; to our network of friends, somtimes genuine, sometimes just to avoid being alone.
I see life as a bunch of overlapping circles, constantly in motion, all contained within one big circle. How we use stereotyping, in choosing whom we interact with (or not). Man/women. White/black. Heterosexual/homosexual. Religious/atheist. Preppy/redneck. Masculine/feminine. Rich/poor. Atheletic/overweight. A list that goes on forever. As people walk by each other on a city sidewalk, to try mapping the circles for each pedestrian as an outside observer, would be impossible. Even if you freeze the motion briefly, you still have the illusion of circles moving as your eyes scan the picture. You can get sections to stop spinning if you focus your attention on one spot; but it's difficult and fleeting.....like trying to figure out what someone thinking without clouding it with your own thoughts.
As faulty as stererotyping can be, and it's potential to be abused; it does have it's place. Raised a southerner, even though gay, I do my best to smile as I open the doors for all the ladies. In general, older ladies are polite in return, black one's seeming the most appreciative. Mixed results with younger ones though; prettier ones tending to be downright rude at times. But I understand, smiles can be deceptive, and stalkers don't stop until they hit a dead end or get what they were after.
As far as the younger, unattractive ones...........I try my best to smile just as big.....but it seems like I'm stuck holding the door open longer then I intended. I like to believe it's them and not just another illusion created by impatience.
If still not making sense, think World War Two, battleships, U-boats, and commerce as usual. If an enemy has you on their radar, you pray like hell someone in your circle has them on their radar if not you.
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So....what's my point?
Unless you live on an island, completely cut off from society, no way to leave or be found; one has to interact with others in order to acquire the basis essencials of life. Totally dependent on adults (not necessarily our parents) at birth; through trial and error, gravitating toward those who provide our needs the best or we fear the least, to learning how to spot those only being politically correct in the work environment to those who tolerate only in time of need; to our network of friends, somtimes genuine, sometimes just to avoid being alone.
I see life as a bunch of overlapping circles, constantly in motion, all contained within one big circle. How we use stereotyping, in choosing whom we interact with (or not). Man/women. White/black. Heterosexual/homosexual. Religious/atheist. Preppy/redneck. Masculine/feminine. Rich/poor. Atheletic/overweight. A list that goes on forever. As people walk by each other on a city sidewalk, to try mapping the circles for each pedestrian as an outside observer, would be impossible. Even if you freeze the motion briefly, you still have the illusion of circles moving as your eyes scan the picture. You can get sections to stop spinning if you focus your attention on one spot; but it's difficult and fleeting.....like trying to figure out what someone thinking without clouding it with your own thoughts.
As faulty as stererotyping can be, and it's potential to be abused; it does have it's place. Raised a southerner, even though gay, I do my best to smile as I open the doors for all the ladies. In general, older ladies are polite in return, black one's seeming the most appreciative. Mixed results with younger ones though; prettier ones tending to be downright rude at times. But I understand, smiles can be deceptive, and stalkers don't stop until they hit a dead end or get what they were after.
As far as the younger, unattractive ones...........I try my best to smile just as big.....but it seems like I'm stuck holding the door open longer then I intended. I like to believe it's them and not just another illusion created by impatience.
If still not making sense, think World War Two, battleships, U-boats, and commerce as usual. If an enemy has you on their radar, you pray like hell someone in your circle has them on their radar if not you.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Hot Date on Valentine's Day.
"LUV THIS SHOW"
Producing a comedy series is a lot like mixing a pitcher of lemonade. First, choose the lemons you want to use. Next, you squeeze in as much as you can, spicing it up with sugar, diluting it with water, to taste. The bulk of the juice being tossed along with the lemons.
"Intelligent Design" is like a little bit of juice believing it was created in the image of one BIG LEMON."
."WE'VE ALL GONE THROUGH THIS BEFORE!"
Picture this:
Two kids, brother and sister, playing a board game in the living room. Both aware of the the tears behind closed door to their parent's bedroom. Both frequently looking at the clock.
As another working day comes to an end, the sister becomes much more cheerful with her focus on the front door knowing, soon, both doors will open and everything back to normal. The other focuses on the bedroom door, still concerned, an uneasy feeling, that somehow, this fight was different.
Tradition tells us:
Barbie,
with all of her clothes, is suppose to be behind closed door number one; coming out looking her best, either wearing something pretty or pretty much...almost.....nothing......but one big smile
as
G.I. JOE,
the great protector, provider
walks through the front door after such a long hard day of doing whatever it is he thinks he's gotta do; someone usually being picked up off the floor. In my case, the youngest of three, being picked up by the hair.
with all of her clothes, is suppose to be behind closed door number one; coming out looking her best, either wearing something pretty or pretty much...almost.....nothing......but one big smile
as
G.I. JOE,
the great protector, provider
walks through the front door after such a long hard day of doing whatever it is he thinks he's gotta do; someone usually being picked up off the floor. In my case, the youngest of three, being picked up by the hair.
As lemons go, I think my parents did a pretty good job. My dad never stripped down less than his boxers big enough to fit a cow, settling into the Lazy Boy to watch his war movies till it's time to go to work again. My mom did a pretty good job of spicing (and diluting) where needed to keep the family functional....as well as looking pretty. But damn, wish she would stop taking baths with the door open and lights out. You wouldn't know someone's in there till it's too late. I screamed everytime.
There was talk of "D-I-V-O-R-C-E ". Nothing serious, just enough to make us behave. She once asked me, when I was little, if I thought she should leave dad. I said, "yes!"
With other people's families, seen some unexpectedly colorful things come and go through those doors; enough over time, to realize, that all families once you get to know them, were pretty much the same... no more or less perfect than mine.A mother's tears altogether different.......Mother Earth's. Can't help feel this fight is different. Be comfortable with doing nothing; everything will be alright, "We gone through this before."
As to what OMNIPOTENT would wear through those doors..........all bets are off! As I can only imagine within the realms of what I've seen; to even try would be believing, "I've seen it all."
Thursday, February 11, 2010
AND THE BAND PLAYS ON!
Tower of Babylon
YOU EVER WONDER WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF EVERYONE SPOKE ENGLISH?
Jericho's Wall
EVER WONDER WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF DAY AFTER DAY YOU LISTENED TO A BAND THAT NEVER PLAYED A SONG THE CROWD DIDN'T LIKE?
DUMB-FUCK-ISTAN!
"Markos Moulitsas, publisher of the influential progressive Web site Daily Kos, commissioned a poll, which he released this month, designed to show how many rank-and-file Republicans hold odd or conspiratorial beliefs -- including 23 percent who purportedly believe that their states should secede from the Union.
Moulitsas concluded that Republicans are "divorced from reality" and that the results show why "it is impossible for elected Republicans to work with Democrats to improve our country." His condescension is superlative: Of the respondents who favored secession, he wonders, "Can we cram them all into the Texas Panhandle, create the state of Dumb-[expletive]-istan, and build a wall around them to keep them from coming into America illegally?""
Sounds like a great idea to me! But.....would make one little change. Would save us lots of money too!
Let THEM build the wall! That's right, THEM! It will be bigger, taller, stronger than anything we could ever build. Instead of digging our holes, let them defy the law of physic (gravity) and physiology (osmosis), and build this wall.......ON THEIR WAY TO HEAVEN!
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"If we were honest with ourselves we would see that our attitude toward immigration reveals the hypocrisy in our praise of the economic dogma of 'the market'."- Garrett Hardin -
Monday, February 8, 2010
Thelma and Louise Made it Look Fun
Watch this!
The Story of Stuff
..What is The Story of Stuff?
From its extraction through sale, use and disposal, all the stuff in our lives affects communities at home and abroad, yet most of this is hidden from view. The Story of Stuff is a 20-minute, fast-paced, fact-filled look at the underside of our production and consumption patterns. The Story of Stuff exposes the connections between a huge number of environmental and social issues, and calls us together to create a more sustainable and just world. It'll teach you something, it'll make you laugh, and it just may change the way you look at all the stuff in your life forever.
then
Compare To This!
Story of Stuff, The Critique
After watching both videos, will have to agree; every counterpoint he made is correct......technically! That makes all the difference whom you choose to believe or not; how science, a very discipline objective approach to knowledge, finds itself the messy middle of two passions. Like the rope in a game of TUG-A-WAR. Like scriptures from the bible in a war of words between fatally flawed primates and cafeteria christians.
Having had more exposure to the sciences, more familiar with the techno jargon, I would agree with his critique that she overinflated (or deflated) the numbers to support her stance; her use of overly graphic words that produce strong imagery. To be honest with you, as a man, even though a bleeding heart liberal, don't think I would like being in the company of this woman...PERIOD. She strikes me as parent who would not vaccinte her kids, in spite of, the overwhelming data supporting the public benefits of the herd health approach. In other words, taking advantage of the fact, that because most parents do vaccinate, the risk of her child becoming sick is less than a possible vaccine reaction, though rare, can be quite severe. I can't picture her living an uncomfortable lifestyle either; making any serious sacrifices. However, I do agree with her overall message: our current lifestyle is not sustainable doing business as usual.
Even though everything he said is correct, he only pointed out where her numbers were wrong (inflated or deflated), inappropriate word choices (more theatrical then objective), the benefits that came increased standard of living (not the cost of maintaing that standard of living). But that only to the present. He never address how our current model of doing business can continue having the same benefits for future generations.
He changed the numbers used to do the math. Obviously we are going to come up with a different answer. This is the point where his job gets easy. He just stops. He doesn't continue the math out. He doesn't tell you what the outcome turns out to be. Like a court appointed lawyer for a criminal, he doesn't have to; it's not his job to do the math for you. He has a professional responsibility to his client he must uphold as well as winning the case to attract paying clients. With the wind of human nature blowing from behind; sowing doubt is all he needs to do. Where difficult lifestyle changes will have to be made; all that's needed with the "average uninformed American voter".
Like a squirrel in a forrest surrounded by an abundants of acorn trees, he's just wants to be left alone to enjoy his nuts he's worked so hard to collect; no reason to not unload, "pop a nut", each chance he gets.
As a bleeding heart liberal, see that as cheating, self serving, immoral. As a man, he would have to be awfully good looking for me to take him up on his offer of a ride of a lifetime. What can I say...all men are pigs!
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"Narrow-minded economists emphasize 'production' and virtually ignore what happens to the source of nature's resources, as well as to nature's sink, which has to absorb the unwanted, so-called 'by-produces' or 'production'."
- Garrett Hardin -
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(hell, if we are going to end up at the bottom of the cliff either way....I'm going with air conditioning!)
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