If the paying gig stereotypes your behaviour, do you keep renewing the contract despite personal objections?

Do we reinforce the behaviours of our subculture or spend time putting down the behaviours within other belief systems?

I no longer keep track of the number of times I’ve transferred hypnotising microorganisms in a handshake or hug.

Wavelength synchronisation is such a natural state of existence for me, I stopped counting the people with whom I’ve synchronised and passed along the messages that my subculture wants broadcasted.

Body language.

Does insecurity or overconfidence drive Berlusconi to brag about his sexual encounters?

When despots are no longer in power, does the will of the people exert itself through insecurity or overconfidence?

In which subculture(s) do the people believe and act?

In the Middle East, “Turkey” and “Egypt” are forming a new alliance as if those two words account for every subculture within the two, nearby but distinct, geographic regions. [A side thought asks myself “geographic or geographical?”]

Israel and Palestine are very close to becoming legitimate neighbours, sharing the status of countries and, like many political entities, a brewing mistrust of each other’s true long-term intentions.

What makes one person set up a website like http://www.barrelhouseboys.com to promote a book about historic events and others to turn their lives into a future bestselling autobiography in the making?

Do you remember the first time you told your significant other “I love you”? [What a difference “I love you?” would have made in that sentence.]

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These questions set up situations for colonists – on Mars, the Moon, an asteroid, and/or space schooner – to examine as they take root and spread their branches.

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Meanwhile, back in the R&D lab, my mad scientists have created a monster from microbes found living in the frozen Arctic.

One of the scientists, angry about spoiled food he bought at the supermarket and couldn’t get a refund for, wants to let the microbes loose in the frozen foods department, hoping for devastating economic impact on the supermarket.

Another wants to launch a probe loaded with microbes into near-Earth orbit that’ll circle the planet for a few months and then safely parachute back so she can study the microbes’ ability to survive in space.

I’ve asked my supercomputer programmers to estimate the microbes’ mutation paths over the next thousand or so generations, feeding some of them (the microbes AND the programmers) common material on the Moon and some of them common material on parts of Mars.

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My friends in the “drug lords” business ask me why they get such a bum rap.  They provide protection and a living wage for their growers, processors and distributors.  They’ve killed fewer people than the food manufacturers who’ve turned our species into obese diabetics.  They prey on the weak, eliminating those who probably wouldn’t have contributed much to society, anyway.  They should be rewarded for their efficient operations and beneficial economic impact.  Instead, they’re punished worse than common criminals.

How do you argue with comments like that, especially when the drug lords have deposited large sums of money in anonymous offshore bank accounts to assure me of their legitimate accounting practices, insure my future retirement and ensure my loyalty?

Sure!

What are my seven billion friends for?

I don’t judge where you got or how you made your money, just that you give me enough money (or its purchasing power equivalent) to spread life in appropriate form outward from our home planet, Earth.

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Manage your innersubcultural practices well and leave the intrasubcultural interfacing to the so-called professionals.  Professionals you can fire.  Amateurs, like rowdy family members, are harder to get rid of.

Remember, after the cat’s out of the bag, you have more room in your sack for goods and services to use in the next moment – the cat can fend for itself.

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A friend showed me a line of adhesive bandages he’d invented that use body heat and motion to power a watch and changing colour display.  He’s trying to convince his favourite comic book company’s executives to license their popular characters to appear as moving images on the bandages.  In version 2.0, he hopes he can add sound, with characters speaking multiple languages, saying phrases like “You’re healing well, my friend” and “Your bravery makes you a hero in my book!”

How long before our bandages contain time-released microorganisms and medication, little bots and their tiny toolboxes repairing our bodies, enhancing our “natural” healing, removing scars and fighting off infections that our weak bodies can’t handle, detecting fatal conditions on the micro scale and alerting medical professionals before the fatal conditions become macroscopically pathological (or is that “pathologic”?).