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Update 16 September 2009:
(what a fucking mess the fonts in this blog ... sorry, there used to be a Text Size button in View but it is gone)
Trafigura 'to pay out over waste'
these maggots did the deed in 2005, and four years later they are being permitted to buy their way out of it, they should be forced to clean every inch and sell up
ach ...
Procedural thinking and algorithms provide an efficiency/effectiveness hedge on increasing populations and decreasing educational standards but go against the human flow - nobody really wants procedures, certainly not someone else's. Thank God for Coyote.
Propaganda: (all is phony)
from the Globe Business Section: (Archive)
21/09/06, Eric Reguly, Facts discolour BP's green image.
19/09/06, Eric Reguly, Ethanol's dirty little secrets.
A Climate Science challenge is put to the Wall Street Journal.
A-and I wonder whatever happened to Joe Hall and the Continental Drift? The lyrics of his amazing 'Vampire Beavers' and 'Here Come da T'oid Woild" are nowhere on-line that I can find.
Ol' Guy Fournier, chairman of the board at CBC/Radio-Canada, got his pee-pee whacked for telling a 'crude' joke about Lebanon: "In Lebanon, the law makes it possible for men to have sexual intercourse with animals as long as they are females. To do the same thing with male animals could lead to the death penalty." Looks like a bad rap. I thought it was sort'a funny, not a big deal, guess I must be one'a those unregenerate reprobates too ... 20/09/06, John Doyle, One less embarrassment at Fort Dork, (Archive). He can call it 'Fort Dork' which surely makes some one into a victim doesn't it? For the record, I think calling it Fort Dork is funny too. Doubly ... triply damned! (Real men prefer praeterite.)
'The West' & da T'oid Woild: (Ivory Coast & Somalia) (Archive)
Meera Selva's article (link below) uses an interesting rhetoric - she (he?) quotes Greenpeace spouting nonsense like, "That this has happened again is extraordinary" (hardly), and the discussion of computer and electronic waste is around the burning of plastic - ignoring the irony that tens of millions of computers are being trashed instead of distributed ("by their fruits ye shall know them" eh?); and it would be easy to dismiss the whole article on that basis. I nearly did, but then I thought ... wait a minute ... and here it is:
I searched around for a bio on Meera Selva, found nothing, an African correspondent for The Independent is as far as I got. Somebody should do up an on-line database of writers & pundits.
This is all in the (Archive) as well.
21/09/06, Meera Selva, Toxic shock: How Western rubbish is destroying Africa.
19/09/06, Two Frenchmen Arrested in Poisonous Sludge Scandal, Technorati References.
18/09/06, Profits for Europe, Industrial Sludge for Africa, Technorati References.
07/09/06, Joe Bavier, Ivory Coast Government Disbanded Over Toxic Waste Scandal.
07/09/06, Ivory Coast Cabinet resigns en masse.
06/09/06, Hundreds Hospitalised After Breathing Toxic Fumes.
06/09/06, Joe Bavier, Protesters Block Streets in Ivory Coast Over Toxic Waste Scandal.
05/09/06, Ivory Coast residents protest foul smell in main city of Abidjan.
04/03/05, Toxic waste sickening Somalia.
23/02/05, Toxic waste on Somali beaches.
from Matthew: "Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them."
Funny that I should stumble into this particular distraction this morning. I have been thinking of myself rather harshly in the last while - wondering what my 'fruits' might turn out to be. My children? I guess that is the easiest way to look at it - and I guess that would make me a good tree. That I am not in good relationship with them, nor with anyone else for that matter ... well, long and short, I figgure it is the fire I am headed for. If I could see what it is that I am doing wrong I would change it - God knows that already if He's listening.
Footnote:
Someone made a favourable remark to me on some of the pictures I have posted. Here are a few more of a young woman called Tatiane - I have posted one of them before. I know you can fake orgasms; hell! most of what is around today in every realm, nevermind porn, seems to be tainted by some bogus quality; but I don't think you can fake happiness and laughter without some difficulty, and this woman looks happy to me.
A lot of people, maybe most, think that it is nudity and sex which is appealing; prurience, concupiscence. To me, making a woman laugh is more important than sharing orgasms (though they are certainly good too). You could say it is my age and condition that makes me think this way; except that I have thought this way for many years; not always able to make someone laugh maybe, but willing for gladness. Anyway, that's why I posted Tatiane's photographs, because she is laughing in the first picture I saw of her - she also happens to be georgeously and delightfully beautiful, a bonus!
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies. Bob Dylan, Licence to Kill.
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies.
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes.
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear.
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there. Bob Dylan, Not Dark Yet.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
Blood on your saddle. Bob Dylan, Idiot Wind.
Manu Chao, Clandestino.
All the truth in the world
Adds up to one big lie. Bob Dylan, Things Have Changed.
Update 16 September 2009:
(what a fucking mess the fonts in this blog ... sorry, there used to be a Text Size button in View but it is gone)
Trafigura 'to pay out over waste'
these maggots did the deed in 2005, and four years later they are being permitted to buy their way out of it, they should be forced to clean every inch and sell up
ach ...
Procedural thinking and algorithms provide an efficiency/effectiveness hedge on increasing populations and decreasing educational standards but go against the human flow - nobody really wants procedures, certainly not someone else's. Thank God for Coyote.
Propaganda: (all is phony)
from the Globe Business Section: (Archive)
21/09/06, Eric Reguly, Facts discolour BP's green image.
19/09/06, Eric Reguly, Ethanol's dirty little secrets.
A Climate Science challenge is put to the Wall Street Journal.
A-and I wonder whatever happened to Joe Hall and the Continental Drift? The lyrics of his amazing 'Vampire Beavers' and 'Here Come da T'oid Woild" are nowhere on-line that I can find.
Ol' Guy Fournier, chairman of the board at CBC/Radio-Canada, got his pee-pee whacked for telling a 'crude' joke about Lebanon: "In Lebanon, the law makes it possible for men to have sexual intercourse with animals as long as they are females. To do the same thing with male animals could lead to the death penalty." Looks like a bad rap. I thought it was sort'a funny, not a big deal, guess I must be one'a those unregenerate reprobates too ... 20/09/06, John Doyle, One less embarrassment at Fort Dork, (Archive). He can call it 'Fort Dork' which surely makes some one into a victim doesn't it? For the record, I think calling it Fort Dork is funny too. Doubly ... triply damned! (Real men prefer praeterite.)'The West' & da T'oid Woild: (Ivory Coast & Somalia) (Archive)
Meera Selva's article (link below) uses an interesting rhetoric - she (he?) quotes Greenpeace spouting nonsense like, "That this has happened again is extraordinary" (hardly), and the discussion of computer and electronic waste is around the burning of plastic - ignoring the irony that tens of millions of computers are being trashed instead of distributed ("by their fruits ye shall know them" eh?); and it would be easy to dismiss the whole article on that basis. I nearly did, but then I thought ... wait a minute ... and here it is:
I searched around for a bio on Meera Selva, found nothing, an African correspondent for The Independent is as far as I got. Somebody should do up an on-line database of writers & pundits.
This is all in the (Archive) as well.
21/09/06, Meera Selva, Toxic shock: How Western rubbish is destroying Africa.
19/09/06, Two Frenchmen Arrested in Poisonous Sludge Scandal, Technorati References.
18/09/06, Profits for Europe, Industrial Sludge for Africa, Technorati References.
07/09/06, Joe Bavier, Ivory Coast Government Disbanded Over Toxic Waste Scandal.
07/09/06, Ivory Coast Cabinet resigns en masse.
06/09/06, Hundreds Hospitalised After Breathing Toxic Fumes.
06/09/06, Joe Bavier, Protesters Block Streets in Ivory Coast Over Toxic Waste Scandal.
05/09/06, Ivory Coast residents protest foul smell in main city of Abidjan.
04/03/05, Toxic waste sickening Somalia.
23/02/05, Toxic waste on Somali beaches.
from Matthew: "Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them."
Funny that I should stumble into this particular distraction this morning. I have been thinking of myself rather harshly in the last while - wondering what my 'fruits' might turn out to be. My children? I guess that is the easiest way to look at it - and I guess that would make me a good tree. That I am not in good relationship with them, nor with anyone else for that matter ... well, long and short, I figgure it is the fire I am headed for. If I could see what it is that I am doing wrong I would change it - God knows that already if He's listening.
Footnote:
Someone made a favourable remark to me on some of the pictures I have posted. Here are a few more of a young woman called Tatiane - I have posted one of them before. I know you can fake orgasms; hell! most of what is around today in every realm, nevermind porn, seems to be tainted by some bogus quality; but I don't think you can fake happiness and laughter without some difficulty, and this woman looks happy to me.A lot of people, maybe most, think that it is nudity and sex which is appealing; prurience, concupiscence. To me, making a woman laugh is more important than sharing orgasms (though they are certainly good too). You could say it is my age and condition that makes me think this way; except that I have thought this way for many years; not always able to make someone laugh maybe, but willing for gladness. Anyway, that's why I posted Tatiane's photographs, because she is laughing in the first picture I saw of her - she also happens to be georgeously and delightfully beautiful, a bonus!
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies. Bob Dylan, Licence to Kill.
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies.
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes.
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear.
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there. Bob Dylan, Not Dark Yet.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
Blood on your saddle. Bob Dylan, Idiot Wind.
| luna y sol | Moon and Sun | |
| todo es mentira en este mundo todo es mentira la verdad todo es mentira yo me digo todo es mentira... ¿por que sera?.... esperando la ultima ola... esperando la ultima rola.... ...arriba la luna ohea... mentira lo que dice mentira lo que va mentira lo que cuece baho la oscuridad... ...arriba la luna ohea... todo es mentira en este mundo todo es mentira la verdad todo es mentira yo me digo ¿todo es mentira? ¿por que sera? mentira la mentira mentira la verdad mentira lo que cuece bajo la oscuridad... buscando un ideal buscando un ideal ¿cuando sera? ¿cuando sera? ¿por donde saldra el sol? | Everthing's a lie in this world The truth is, everything's a lie Everything's a lie, I tell myself Everything's a lie Why would that be? Waiting for the last wave Waiting for the last wave There goes the moon A lie what is said A lie what goes on A lie what is cooking In the darkness There goes the moon Everything's a lie in this world Everything's a lie, the truth Everything's a lie and I tell myself Is everything a lie? Why would that be? The lie is a lie The truth is a lie A lie that's cooking In the darkness Looking for an ideal Looking for an ideal When will it be? When will it be? When will the sun rise? |
All the truth in the world
Adds up to one big lie. Bob Dylan, Things Have Changed.
