This is one of those days when meditating on life, the nature preserve in the front yard, and the happiness of peaceful bliss suffices.
13, 764 days to go.
This is one of those days when meditating on life, the nature preserve in the front yard, and the happiness of peaceful bliss suffices.
13, 764 days to go.
From Alan Lightman’s intricate 1993 novel Einstein’s Dreams; set in Berne in 1905:
With infinite life comes an infinite list of relatives. Grandparents never die, nor do great-grandparents, great aunts…and so on, back through the generations, all alive and offering advice. Sons never escape from the shadows of their fathers. Nor do daughters of their mothers. No one ever comes into his own…Such is the cost of immortality. No person is whole. No person is free.
From:
“I’m Not Fighting or Battling Cancer—It’s Fighting Me.”
The “unpublished jottings” of Christopher Hitchens from his posthumous book, Mortality.
By Christopher Hitchens and David Plotz
Posted Wednesday, Aug. 22, 2012, at 2:13 PM ET
Und lass uns wissen, wie es dir gefällt…
I guess it’s time to move back out 1000 years from now, when the reverberant effect of the Montana Freemen (not Morgan Freeman) and the “overreaching power” of Janet Reno (not Reno 911) repeat themselves ad nauseum.
As will undoubtedly play out, larger and larger groups will form to counter the perceived threat against a way of life that is neither here nor there.
Will it just be another fringe group effect, with a few people willing to die for their beliefs or, if the economy sours further, will a coalition build that has momentum bigger than the forces necessary to stop smallscale uprisings?
Little did I ever realise that I would be able to move into an area of life that is seemingly above and beyond all local calls for action.
I defend life itself, regardless of temporal politics.
My goals are to maintain a storyline that is outside one species or even one world.
Even so, I can entertain myself along the way, move a few chess pieces and watch the pond waves scatter.
Observe archetypes listening to clandestine MP3s and homemade DVDs in public carparks in preparation for personal war while legally amassing armaments and getting quartermasters to turn the other way.
It’s much more exciting to let an armed populace battle itself (e.g., Syria) than get wrapped up in an imaginary battleground of multiplayer online games.
Where is the storyline leading us today?
Hier ist dein Bamboo.
Draw me a tale, if not a tail. Create a comic, if not a comic. Package a graphic novel within a graphic novel with novel graphics.
When the pen and the sword are equal, the fun begins.
We don’t need alien attacks or Andromeda strains to enrich the plot.
We might as well have urban clubs where people buy fresh cadavers for the main course at dinnertime than the rare serial killer cannibal in bestseller lists.
Reality is much more interesting.
Pull my leash, it’s time to take me for a walk…
I’m often asked by anonymous emailers what my office looks like. Well, thanks to the folks at FastCompany, I can finally release mug shots of my office coworkers, if not the office itself:
Where everyone is cute like baby animals…
After Fidel Castro dies, how will the island be treated?
Would you want to vote for a national leader and, if so, would you base your choice on the candidate for whom the majority of military members is willing to die?
If you knew that taxes were an illegal form of wealth transfer, would you fight to prove that paying no taxes is the second-most patriotic act (the first being to die for preserving your municipality)?
Should the legally-accumulated gains of alpha males/females have to be redistributed to the less-than-alphas with whom they competed in the first place and won?
A little island like Cuba is a lab experiment.
Let us watch its transformation, the transcendent effects on the rest of the world, and smile…
We may debate the current/future detrimental effects of climate change many call global warming, but let us remember that opportunity arises from adversity like necessity is the mother of invention.
Look how much closer we are getting to an ice-free Arctic Ocean/Sea in the summertime:
[from: http://nsidc.org/data/seaice_index/images/daily_images/N_timeseries.png%5D
Will the shipping industry find significant cost savings with permanently open shipping lanes at northern latitudes?
Will the savings, in turn, correlate to reduced use of greenhouse gases?
Meanwhile, as Greenland ice masses melt further, how will our shopping/shipping habits change in relation to our ecosystem adjustments while shorelines recede and deserts grow?
At the end of the day, who benefits and who suffers depends a lot on our species’ classic characteristics of pecking order — alpha males/females, etc.
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“We must beware of yielding to the pressure of a spirit of cowardly conformity which proclaims itself everybody’s friend in the hope that everybody will obligingly return the compliment.”
― Antonin Sertillanges
Thanks to zen in the city.
subtitled: Billy clubs, Batman and Barney Fife.
In his continuing effort to take guns off the street, Mayor Bloomberg today announced what the press has dubbed the “Barney Fife” rule — all officers on the street will be issued a single bullet, some getting a silver slug in case of vampires, werewolves, ghouls, zombies or other creatures that the masked crusaders cannot reach in time.
Officers who tend to shoot off at the mouth, if not their weapons, will receive what the press has drubbed the “Bobby sox” tool — a billy club, having their revolvers or other handguns turned in and melted to make a statue of the right, honourable mayor Hisself.
Further, Bloomberg issued an edict that a film, “The Dark Knight Rises,” and other mass media that encourages the large gathering of police officers for the sole purpose of firing on citizens, all of whom are presumed to be innocent until proven guilty, are banned from the bouroughs of New York City.
The NRA and the ACLU have banded together to protest these drastic moves by a man who believes he has the power of God Donald Trump.
The UN General-Secretary canceled the rest of his visit to the future site of the UN, Iran, to address this issue and calm the nerves of diplomats used to having police cover as they violate every law of common decency in the abuse of their diplomatic immunity throughout Manhattan and other areas of New York, especially its servants’ sectors of New Jersey and commuter bedroom communities of Connecticut.
The Police Benevolence Society has lit up every phone in the country, seeking funds to start a campaign to boot Bloomberg from office and put in a man who likes guns, shooting and dead thugs, necessarily in that order.
The Sicilian Mafia, Chinese Triad, Black Panthers, Real NY IRA and other alleged members of organised crime have called a truce while they consider the effects of these new announcements on their business of bribing corrupt police officers to look the other way as they intimidate and fill victims full of lead — maybe billy clubs and the threat of a single silver bullet are more efficient means of controlling their turf.
Contrary to reports, tweets and rumours, the mayor’s office did not issue a statement that hizzoner will be declaring the 24th of August “Thank your local police officer for shooting innocent bystanders” day.