We need to clean up Bp's mess and we need to find a way of preventing it from happening again. I wonder at this point if future generations will will forgive us for letting this disaster happen?
Sunday, July 11, 2010
What Will Future Generations Think?
Have you wondered what the BP spill really looks like. Washington's blog has done a good job or rounding up some videos and images of the disaster.
We need to clean up Bp's mess and we need to find a way of preventing it from happening again. I wonder at this point if future generations will will forgive us for letting this disaster happen?
We need to clean up Bp's mess and we need to find a way of preventing it from happening again. I wonder at this point if future generations will will forgive us for letting this disaster happen?
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Push Your Sacred Cows.
You need to watch this. Yes you! It's a discussion of our current world finance/economic crisis. In the video a British economist discusses our current explanations for the finance crisis and offers some alternative explanations. Keep an open mind while watching and he will at least nudge some of you sacred cows. We'll talk about this more later.
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Wednesday, July 7, 2010
The Individual Spirit.
I felt I needed to write a response to my last blog post. I love Heinlein’s stories, partially because I am an uber geek, and partially because I love the message in his early stories. His stories are the prototypes for most science fiction that followed them, and yes in lots of cases they are cheesy and poorly constructed. But even his early works like Space Cadet and Starship Troopers have glimpses of the greatness he showed in Stranger in A Strange Land.
His early stories always showed two things, the greatness of humanity as a species and the individualist human spirit. Yes, I am a liberal – very liberal in fact – and I believe strongly in the individual. Our current political climate has turned everything inside, outside and backwards to the point I felt the need to point out as I liberal I believe in the power of people, we the people if you will, a mixed up mash up of different individuals from different places working for themselves and each other. That I think is the greatness of humanity, when different people work together to achieve something unique. I think it's that greatness that may eventually save us someday from ourselves.
His early stories always showed two things, the greatness of humanity as a species and the individualist human spirit. Yes, I am a liberal – very liberal in fact – and I believe strongly in the individual. Our current political climate has turned everything inside, outside and backwards to the point I felt the need to point out as I liberal I believe in the power of people, we the people if you will, a mixed up mash up of different individuals from different places working for themselves and each other. That I think is the greatness of humanity, when different people work together to achieve something unique. I think it's that greatness that may eventually save us someday from ourselves.Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Our Noble, Essential Decency
I know we live in interesting times, and it's easy to get bogged down in the terrible things going on, but for me at least it's also important to remember that we as a species are also capable of greatness. A friend posted this to my face book page. It's from my favorite, one of my favorite, Sci Fi writers Robert Heinlein.
Our Noble, Essential Decency
I am not going to talk about religious beliefs but about matters so obvious that it has gone out of style to mention them. I believe in my neighbors. I know their faults, and I know that their virtues far outweigh their faults.
Take Father Michael, down our road a piece. I’m not of his creed, but I know that goodness and charity and loving kindness shine in his daily actions. I believe in Father Mike. If I’m in trouble, I’ll go to him. My next door neighbor’s a veterinary doctor. Doc will get out of bed after a hard day to help a stray cat—no fee, no prospect of a fee. I believe in Doc.
I believe in my townspeople. You can knock on any door in our town, say “I’m hungry,” and you’ll be fed. Our town is no exception. I found the same ready charity everywhere. For the one who says, “The heck with you, I’ve got mine,” there are a hundred, a thousand, who will say, “Sure pal, sit down.” I know that despite all warnings against hitchhikers, I can step to the highway, thumb for a ride, and in a few minutes a car or a truck will stop and someone will say, “Climb in Mack. How far you going?”
I believe in my fellow citizens. Our headlines are splashed with crime. Yet for every criminal, there are ten thousand honest, decent, kindly men. If it were not so, no child would live to grow up. Business could not go on from day to day. Decency is not news. It is buried in the obituaries, but it is a force stronger than crime.
Read the rest here.
He lived in interesting times as well, having seen WWII, the atom bomb, and the assignations of the sixties, and yet at heart he remained hopeful for the future -- maybe that's why he's one of my favorites.
Our Noble, Essential Decency
I am not going to talk about religious beliefs but about matters so obvious that it has gone out of style to mention them. I believe in my neighbors. I know their faults, and I know that their virtues far outweigh their faults.
Take Father Michael, down our road a piece. I’m not of his creed, but I know that goodness and charity and loving kindness shine in his daily actions. I believe in Father Mike. If I’m in trouble, I’ll go to him. My next door neighbor’s a veterinary doctor. Doc will get out of bed after a hard day to help a stray cat—no fee, no prospect of a fee. I believe in Doc.
I believe in my townspeople. You can knock on any door in our town, say “I’m hungry,” and you’ll be fed. Our town is no exception. I found the same ready charity everywhere. For the one who says, “The heck with you, I’ve got mine,” there are a hundred, a thousand, who will say, “Sure pal, sit down.” I know that despite all warnings against hitchhikers, I can step to the highway, thumb for a ride, and in a few minutes a car or a truck will stop and someone will say, “Climb in Mack. How far you going?”
I believe in my fellow citizens. Our headlines are splashed with crime. Yet for every criminal, there are ten thousand honest, decent, kindly men. If it were not so, no child would live to grow up. Business could not go on from day to day. Decency is not news. It is buried in the obituaries, but it is a force stronger than crime.
Read the rest here.
He lived in interesting times as well, having seen WWII, the atom bomb, and the assignations of the sixties, and yet at heart he remained hopeful for the future -- maybe that's why he's one of my favorites.
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