Don't complain about life!
Don't complain about life!
This book is unfaithful to the latest moments of history.
This CD is a boring imitation of real rock.
You don't have to justify everything you are going to throw away with a criticism.
I'm a super-good person and ... Hey, any spare change? I don't give money to bums! Get a job!
I hear that Al Gore was in Lima for COP 20 and I want to hear what he had to say. I used to know how to grab those UN videos - I seem to have forgot but I eventually find a copy posted on YouTube by Julio Ruiz and since there is an embedded email address in it I thank him for taking the time to post it. He responds! Turns out he has a blog with a number of interesting clips from the event.
I'm very critical of the UNFCCC generally and severally - to the point of boorish rudeness and well beyond - but not without having read and listened to them.
In the process Julio finds this blog and makes some complimentary remarks, praises it. Man! That feels good! And here we are.
Oh sure, maybe it's just a flash in the pan and the conversation will languish for some reason I will never know, but in the meantime there's a brief respite at least.
Blue-sky-wise it's possible to visualize a 'nuclear fission' model of human psychological flourishing, maybe even a quantum theory if some minimum level of interest or concern can be identified with measurable units. Fraught with value judgements of course - tempting to define 'positive interaction' and so forth; 'flourishing' itself is not quite a neutral term though few would mistake it.
Might be interesting to analyse so-called social 'atomization' in this context: Does it promote or inhibit the reaction?
Ademir Paixão's Dilma is deliciously ambiguous. What could she be doing? Blocking her ears so she won't hear? Flossing her ear canal? (To clean out the oil?) Applying a tourniquet? Putting on a mask?
'These people' have all got a serious hitch in their gitalong. Maybe what they need is a ...
Double Date (!!!):
Couple'a cool rich and powerful dudes with a couple'a hot Brazilian chicks (er ... ).
Given the status of 'these people' we'll need a chaperone (from French chaperon 'hood' so possibly related to Brazilian camisinha). Who better than Jacob Zuma? (Although Izabella Teixeira certainly fills the bill as a stereotypical duenna.)
I'll leave it to you to figgure out where Kátia Abreu and her stance towards the Código Florestal fits as Minister of Agriculture and what Dilma Rousseff means by appointing her. If I could have found a photograph of them together with Izabella Teixeira the Environment Minister it might begin to look like casting for the opening scene of Macbeth.
What happens to people? She was tortured apparently, as a young woman in the 70s. What does that do to you I wonder? Grounds for compassion and easy enough for that to bleed over into a general (but unjustified and unwise) approbation.
What Stephen Harper and Tony Abbott and Dilma Rousseff and Kátia Abreu and Izabella Teixeira (and their legion of colleagues around the world) are setting up for is hell on earth. They should be doing more than just cleaning their livers.
A different kind of double date portrayed by Daniel Espinosa in his film 'Easy Money':
Three meditations, reflections, ruminations ... which seem to me to be central to the global environmental catastrophe as it unfolds:
|Presentation on the new times:|
Televisions, telephones, computers. With so much information it's never been so easy ...
... to be misinformed about this brief and finite existence.