freedom
how much do I have?
I can choose the red cup or the blue cup
I can choose the small or the large coffee
I can choose the big car or the small car
I can choose to work here or there
I can choose to spend my money on this or that
can I choose how much time I spend with my son?
can I choose how much time I spend with my daughter?
can I choose how much time I spend with my wife?
can I choose how much time I spend with my mother?
can I choose how much time I spend with my father?
how well can a father know his son when he spends most of his time asleep or at work surrounded by strangers?
how well can a son get to know his father when he spends most of his time asleep or at school surrounded by strangers?
movies? books? games? sports?
they only hasten time's chariot ever more near
desire, wish, longing, ache, pain, emptiness
civilization stands in my way
all I want is my family back
Friday, April 15, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
the evolution of the internet
many people wish the Internet to be our shares brain
but what kind of brain is it?
what does it have and what is it missing?
where is the neocortex?
where can I ask what I should do or what will the consequences be or what plan should I take?
but what kind of brain is it?
what does it have and what is it missing?
where is the neocortex?
where can I ask what I should do or what will the consequences be or what plan should I take?
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
lucky lucy or little red riding hood
just before you were born there was a beautiful young girl named Jill. her mom told her to go straight to grandmas and not to talk to any strangers.
on the way to grandma's, a kind and nice looking wolf asked her where she was going.
"what is your name child?" asked the wolf.
"my name is Jill," said Jill.
"where are you off to on this sunny day?" asked the wolf.
"I am going to grandma's," she said.
"where does your grandma live?" the wolf asked.
"in the red house at the end of the next street," she said.
"that's too bad," said the wolf, "I am going the other way. good bye!"
but the wolf secretly raced ahead to grandma's house, tricked grandma in to opening her door by pretending to be Jill, ate poor grandma up and then got into grandma's bed.
when Jill got to grandma's house she thought something had changed but couldn't tell what it was because all the lights were out.
"grandma why are all the lights out?"
"I have a headache my dear. come into bed with grandma."
"grandma what big arms you have!"
"all the better to hug you with my dear."
"grandma what big legs you have!"
"all the better to catch if you run away my dear."
"grandma what big teeth you have!"
"all the better to eat you up with if you don't do as I tell you. i am the biggest and baddest wolf. I will eat your mother and father up if you try to run away, or tell anyone. you will stay with me and cook and clean for me or I will eat you up. is that clear?"
Jill worked harder than she had ever worked in her life and the wolf was very cruel and made her cry when she didn't do what the bad wolf wanted.
now one day, just a couple years ago, the wolf said "you will go and catch me a young girl or I will eat you up."
she said no she wouldn't - but the wolf was especially cruel and made her cry more than ever before and finally she had no choice but to do what the wolf wanted.
"dont even think of running away - I will find you and eat you up!" - so off she went.
now lucky lucy was the cutest girl you ever saw. her mom told her to go straight to grandmas and not to talk to any strangers.
on the way to grandma's, a kind and nice looking lady asked her where she was going.
"what is your name girl?" asked Jill.
"my name is Lucy," said lucy.
"where are you off to on this sunny day?" asked Jill.
"I am going to grandma's," she said.
"why dont stop at my house before going to your grandmas. It's my birthday and I have lots of cake and ice cream and candy." said Jill.
"ok," said Lucy.
but when they got to the wolf's house there was no cake, no ice cream and no candy.
the wolf said to Lucy "i am the biggest and baddest wolf. I will eat your mother and father up if you try to run away, or tell anyone. you will stay with me and cook and clean for me or I will eat you up. is that clear?"
the wolf was very cruel and made her cry when she didn't do what the bad wolf wanted.
but one lucky day a house inspector came to check on the house and saw Lucy.
he called the police and the wolf was caught and killed, Jill was put in jail for catching Lucy, and lucky Lucy got to go home to her parents, who had been searching for her everywhere and were so happy she was finally home safe and sound.
the end.
on the way to grandma's, a kind and nice looking wolf asked her where she was going.
"what is your name child?" asked the wolf.
"my name is Jill," said Jill.
"where are you off to on this sunny day?" asked the wolf.
"I am going to grandma's," she said.
"where does your grandma live?" the wolf asked.
"in the red house at the end of the next street," she said.
"that's too bad," said the wolf, "I am going the other way. good bye!"
but the wolf secretly raced ahead to grandma's house, tricked grandma in to opening her door by pretending to be Jill, ate poor grandma up and then got into grandma's bed.
when Jill got to grandma's house she thought something had changed but couldn't tell what it was because all the lights were out.
"grandma why are all the lights out?"
"I have a headache my dear. come into bed with grandma."
"grandma what big arms you have!"
"all the better to hug you with my dear."
"grandma what big legs you have!"
"all the better to catch if you run away my dear."
"grandma what big teeth you have!"
"all the better to eat you up with if you don't do as I tell you. i am the biggest and baddest wolf. I will eat your mother and father up if you try to run away, or tell anyone. you will stay with me and cook and clean for me or I will eat you up. is that clear?"
Jill worked harder than she had ever worked in her life and the wolf was very cruel and made her cry when she didn't do what the bad wolf wanted.
now one day, just a couple years ago, the wolf said "you will go and catch me a young girl or I will eat you up."
she said no she wouldn't - but the wolf was especially cruel and made her cry more than ever before and finally she had no choice but to do what the wolf wanted.
"dont even think of running away - I will find you and eat you up!" - so off she went.
now lucky lucy was the cutest girl you ever saw. her mom told her to go straight to grandmas and not to talk to any strangers.
on the way to grandma's, a kind and nice looking lady asked her where she was going.
"what is your name girl?" asked Jill.
"my name is Lucy," said lucy.
"where are you off to on this sunny day?" asked Jill.
"I am going to grandma's," she said.
"why dont stop at my house before going to your grandmas. It's my birthday and I have lots of cake and ice cream and candy." said Jill.
"ok," said Lucy.
but when they got to the wolf's house there was no cake, no ice cream and no candy.
the wolf said to Lucy "i am the biggest and baddest wolf. I will eat your mother and father up if you try to run away, or tell anyone. you will stay with me and cook and clean for me or I will eat you up. is that clear?"
the wolf was very cruel and made her cry when she didn't do what the bad wolf wanted.
but one lucky day a house inspector came to check on the house and saw Lucy.
he called the police and the wolf was caught and killed, Jill was put in jail for catching Lucy, and lucky Lucy got to go home to her parents, who had been searching for her everywhere and were so happy she was finally home safe and sound.
the end.
fair tales for the 21st century
Perrault did it
the Grimms did it
Andrew Lang did it
every generation someone takes responsibility for telling again the fair tales that have been told and retold time and again.
what a huge job. someone should do it.
what tales would you include that you can tell or would like to tell by heart?
here's a list of tales I would like retold - that I know by heart
sleeping beauty
Cinderella
rumplestiltskin
the dog and the bone
Ivan and the wild wolf
the flying ship
silly noddy and the pike
Red riding hood
goldilocks
the three little pigs
hansel and gretel
Korean / Chinese stolen princess
Korean the smart peasant and the stupid nobleman
jack and the beanstalk
the tortoise and the hare
Aladdin and the lamp
the emperors new clothes
the pied piper of Hamlin
and for history that I might like to know
Gilgamesh
Beowulf
parsifal and the Grail
the Grimms did it
Andrew Lang did it
every generation someone takes responsibility for telling again the fair tales that have been told and retold time and again.
what a huge job. someone should do it.
what tales would you include that you can tell or would like to tell by heart?
here's a list of tales I would like retold - that I know by heart
sleeping beauty
Cinderella
rumplestiltskin
the dog and the bone
Ivan and the wild wolf
the flying ship
silly noddy and the pike
Red riding hood
goldilocks
the three little pigs
hansel and gretel
Korean / Chinese stolen princess
Korean the smart peasant and the stupid nobleman
jack and the beanstalk
the tortoise and the hare
Aladdin and the lamp
the emperors new clothes
the pied piper of Hamlin
and for history that I might like to know
Gilgamesh
Beowulf
parsifal and the Grail
Monday, January 31, 2011
the secret to microwave cooking
Question: What is the secret to microwave cooking?
Answer: Never cook food on 100% power. Food cook on 100% becomes dry and hard. Cook food in the microwave on low power - preferably 20% - for longer - 3x to 4x longer than you would if you cooked it at 100% power. The food will come out beautifully cooked and tasty.
Answer: Never cook food on 100% power. Food cook on 100% becomes dry and hard. Cook food in the microwave on low power - preferably 20% - for longer - 3x to 4x longer than you would if you cooked it at 100% power. The food will come out beautifully cooked and tasty.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
if today was my last day what 10 things would i do?
1 kiss the woman I love
2 kiss the kids
3 ride my motorcucle
4 direct and act in a play
5 write a play
6 help a stranger
7 eat vegetarian Mexican food
8 drink wine, beer and whiskey
9 play a game with my kids
10 go sailing in the gulf islands
yep - hard to imagine doing all those things in a day - but imagine i have 24 hours and then it seems more doable
2 kiss the kids
3 ride my motorcucle
4 direct and act in a play
5 write a play
6 help a stranger
7 eat vegetarian Mexican food
8 drink wine, beer and whiskey
9 play a game with my kids
10 go sailing in the gulf islands
yep - hard to imagine doing all those things in a day - but imagine i have 24 hours and then it seems more doable
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Goodnight Dune
From a picture from College Humor http://www.collegehumor.com/article:1811404
then from a post on 4chan that i can't find
then screenshotted to imgur - http://i.imgur.com/j4yyY.png
then posted to reddit.com http://www.reddit.com/comments/ejy52/good_night_dune/
File : 1292042048.jpg-(61 KB, 550x472, Goodnight Dune.jpg)
Anonymous 12/10/10(Fri)23:34:08 No.293808XXX
Goodnight Dune,
Goodnight spice plume,
Goodnight sand storm obstructing the moon.
Goodnight Maker and goodnight sietch,
Goodnight Arrakeen and the shield wall breech [sic].
Goodnight House Atriedes, goodnight CHOAM,
Goodnight blue-eyed Fremen who call Arrakis home,
Goodnight gom jabar
Goodnight Sardukar [sic]
Goodnight 'thopter (which is a flying car).
Goodnight Baron and goodnight Duke
Goodnight Gurney Halleck and goodnight lute.
Goodnight Chani and Muad'Dib too.
Goodnight me and goodnight you
then from a post on 4chan that i can't find
then screenshotted to imgur - http://i.imgur.com/j4yyY.png
then posted to reddit.com http://www.reddit.com/comments/ejy52/good_night_dune/
File : 1292042048.jpg-(61 KB, 550x472, Goodnight Dune.jpg)
Anonymous 12/10/10(Fri)23:34:08 No.293808XXX
Goodnight Dune,
Goodnight spice plume,
Goodnight sand storm obstructing the moon.
Goodnight Maker and goodnight sietch,
Goodnight Arrakeen and the shield wall breech [sic].
Goodnight House Atriedes, goodnight CHOAM,
Goodnight blue-eyed Fremen who call Arrakis home,
Goodnight gom jabar
Goodnight Sardukar [sic]
Goodnight 'thopter (which is a flying car).
Goodnight Baron and goodnight Duke
Goodnight Gurney Halleck and goodnight lute.
Goodnight Chani and Muad'Dib too.
Goodnight me and goodnight you
Monday, November 08, 2010
Monday...
how do I feel about going back to work?
My work is building sand castles
I worry the waves will ruin them
I worry no one will hire me
that people no longer want sand castles
that a tsunami is coming
that my children will go hungry
that my wife will have no roof over her head
that my feet will be bare
that my pockets will be empty
fear overtakes me
and I stop and face my fear
fear I say, I am facing you
and fear stares back
in the stories the hero wins easily
but here fear is strong
fear whispers
unemployment is growing
resources are dwindling
there is not enough
and I close my eyes and worship the sun
in the cold universe it burns
it shines
it lives
it is a miracle
it is my miracle
even in the winter
even on the longest night of winter
the sun still rises
victorious
miraculous
beyond thanks
beyond hope
it just burns
and I look forward too seeing it again
my eye has not yet had its fill of seeing
and who knows
something wonderful might happen
My work is building sand castles
I worry the waves will ruin them
I worry no one will hire me
that people no longer want sand castles
that a tsunami is coming
that my children will go hungry
that my wife will have no roof over her head
that my feet will be bare
that my pockets will be empty
fear overtakes me
and I stop and face my fear
fear I say, I am facing you
and fear stares back
in the stories the hero wins easily
but here fear is strong
fear whispers
unemployment is growing
resources are dwindling
there is not enough
and I close my eyes and worship the sun
in the cold universe it burns
it shines
it lives
it is a miracle
it is my miracle
even in the winter
even on the longest night of winter
the sun still rises
victorious
miraculous
beyond thanks
beyond hope
it just burns
and I look forward too seeing it again
my eye has not yet had its fill of seeing
and who knows
something wonderful might happen
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Shelley was wrong
I dreamed of artificial life. robots that were alive and wanted to stay alive.
but they were mules - unable to reproduce - and I wanted to kill them - but they were too powerful.
their programming wouldn't let them retaliate or accept that it was deliberate but I always tried to make it look like an accident anyway.
in my dream I wasn't clear on my motives.
maybe I had loved the female robot but she loved only the broken but still overpowering male robot.
maybe she had loved me once. or had she only be following her programming?
Monday, August 09, 2010
cheatin' chili
how I made chili
1lb of steak, BBQ on the grill
cook medium rare
cut in bite sizes
put in fridge overnight
1lb of dry chili beans
soak overnight in 7 cups of water
drain and rinse
1/2 pound of sliced salami
cut in bite sizes
next morning
in big pot
put meat
put jar of pasta sauce
put lots of minced garlic
put chili flakes
put chili
put beef stock powder
put sugar
put chopped jalapeƱos
put lots of water
1lb of steak, BBQ on the grill
cook medium rare
cut in bite sizes
put in fridge overnight
1lb of dry chili beans
soak overnight in 7 cups of water
drain and rinse
1/2 pound of sliced salami
cut in bite sizes
next morning
in big pot
put meat
put jar of pasta sauce
put lots of minced garlic
put chili flakes
put chili
put beef stock powder
put sugar
put chopped jalapeƱos
put lots of water
Sunday, August 01, 2010
joshua for office - platform
- graduated immigration like driver licensing
- demographically balanced health care spending - at the moment the elderly are over represented
-- adopt these healthy habits with these tools
- increased educational spending - teaching is the highest good
-- 0 to 6
- crime and punishment - rehabilitation or punishment
-- we are as strong as our weakest link
-- health care - hospital beds not prison cells
- taxation - fair contribution from all members of society
-- progressive taxation
- representation without taxation - proportional representation
- economic growth - is it sustainable?
- demographically balanced health care spending - at the moment the elderly are over represented
-- adopt these healthy habits with these tools
- increased educational spending - teaching is the highest good
-- 0 to 6
- crime and punishment - rehabilitation or punishment
-- we are as strong as our weakest link
-- health care - hospital beds not prison cells
- taxation - fair contribution from all members of society
-- progressive taxation
- representation without taxation - proportional representation
- economic growth - is it sustainable?
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
what can theatre do for me
what can I do for theatre
that's easier
I can produce, write, direct and act
can I put bums in seats?
no idea
that's easier
I can produce, write, direct and act
can I put bums in seats?
no idea
Thursday, July 08, 2010
theatre of the oppressed - death of a salesman, a dolls house
valid
accurate
acupuncture
moving
holistic
healing
suffering
liberating
freedom
cathartic
tragic
exit
a way out
life hack
namshub of enki
magic
words of power
systemic issues anthropomorphized and exorcised
shared experience - that happens to you?!
shared experience - hush. sit still. you cant intervene. let your mirror neurons teleport you.
accurate
acupuncture
moving
holistic
healing
suffering
liberating
freedom
cathartic
tragic
exit
a way out
life hack
namshub of enki
magic
words of power
systemic issues anthropomorphized and exorcised
shared experience - that happens to you?!
shared experience - hush. sit still. you cant intervene. let your mirror neurons teleport you.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
safety
depression is oppressive
this has been one the greatest bull markets
I don't deserve it
yes I do
this has been one the greatest bull markets
I don't deserve it
yes I do
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
damask drum
I am in a wood
I am facing my greatest fear
my greatest weakness
I want to dedicate my life to art and create
and my fear is not that Art doesn't want me
my fear is that I have no art
I am a priest but I am not holy
I am a drum but I make no sound
I am a voice that can not be tuned
I am a poem that is not sublime
I am a lover that no one loves
I am rejected
and humiliated
a Salieri aware of Mozart
I have known you a long time
I am mistaken after all
I am afraid that Art will not want me
I have two choices
to hide like a dream deferred and continue to spoil my life and those I love
or I can accept what I may be, what I believe, and surrender to the mercy of the universe
I ask for a sign
i feel guilty - the dream, the damask drum, the feelings - you want more?
yes. please send more.
I am facing my greatest fear
my greatest weakness
I want to dedicate my life to art and create
and my fear is not that Art doesn't want me
my fear is that I have no art
I am a priest but I am not holy
I am a drum but I make no sound
I am a voice that can not be tuned
I am a poem that is not sublime
I am a lover that no one loves
I am rejected
and humiliated
a Salieri aware of Mozart
I have known you a long time
I am mistaken after all
I am afraid that Art will not want me
I have two choices
to hide like a dream deferred and continue to spoil my life and those I love
or I can accept what I may be, what I believe, and surrender to the mercy of the universe
I ask for a sign
i feel guilty - the dream, the damask drum, the feelings - you want more?
yes. please send more.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Santa paravia en fiumaccio
1978 rev. George blank.
why do I like it?
I can easily win.
it is easy (I am not too bright).
it is rewarding.
how is it rewarding?
the program has rules.
I learn the rules and acquire serfs, merchants, nobles, florins, land, food, titles, and maps.
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Cinderella or Rhodopis or Rumplestiltkin
this way or that edit
i am not very good at playing games
so instead I wrote this story.
I am not very good at writing stories so instead I made these notes.
I imagine these notes graphically as story boards that come alive in vivid detail for me - like changing the channels on the tv - these words change the scene, sounds and characters
a queen mother
a mother passes away
a father and daughter
a king and princess
the daughter grows older beautiully
animals plants and
mitochondria and hyrdogen
and stars and blackholes
they are her fairy god parent stars
and everyone she meets are helpers - that love each other as close family - like a beloved niece or nephew or aunt or uncle
or they don't. her and father lose the bulk of their wealth
until all they have left is one oil refinery
and then
her father marries a beautiful wicked witch
beautiful and smart And wise and cruel
she brings two evil step sisters
the three of them are sadists and delight in making the King's daughter uncomfortable
she retreats to the waste pile to escape
or not. she is accused of treason and thrown in jail.
emperor will release her if her father hands over the secret plans they recently completed that trumps the emperor's monopoly and high priced oil.
and then
the emperor holds a ball
and ladies in the King's family
and the step sisters won't let her out to go
and lock her in while they go off
or not. while in jail she negotiates with emperor for her freedom if she recreates the secret plans and sells those plans for her freedom.
and then
but she is not worried becuase her fairy god parents are with her
and what do they do?
or not. the emperor accepts and providers her with the latest Craig ventner equipped lab, and enough lab techs to fill a town.
and then
they take her to meet the emperor 2 times
the evil step sisters and the witch are chasing her when they find out
she has to hide
but before she can get away
she drops her wet shoes which are stolen by an eagle (who is a human that can fly - Horus Apollo) from the arm of the emperor's bodyguard
and then she hides
or not. the first trial runs converting straw into gold fail. the microbes cultures are dying. something is not working. but everything is the same. she is sure nothing is different. but why isn't working?
and then
the emperor sends his inspectors door to door with the troops and knocks on every door.
but he cant find her among the ladies of the house.
or not
she is guided by rumplestiltskin in exchange for her first born that her father had put a secret catalyst in her hair.
and then
the emperor sends the census people and counts all the illegal immigrants and he finds her after all
or not
the process works, straw is converted to oil. they marry creating a powerful economic alliance that lasted for hundreds of generations.
that were infected with rumplestiltskin virus.
and then
they love each other for ever and ever and the world is saved once again.
roll the credits
copyright 2010
Joshua Paul
diet for a new world order
what will save the world?
birth control? free death booths? veganism? bicyclism?
first - what is killing the planet?
cars? pollution? global warming? plastic? war? population? resource exhaustion? drought? top soil erosion? declining marginal returns requiring greater degradation for fewer resources?
where is human agency?
are these not all consumption?
isn't the issue that we are consuming more than can be sustainably produced?
isn't evertything gone? the clean air, water, earth and animals. they are gone.
a new diet is needed.
how much water per person per day?
how much energy per person per day?
how much waste per person per day?
how many calories per person per day?
how many days per person?
some people are taking way more than their share and killing the world.
and what can you do about that?
how can the peacock display plumage that isn't dripping in the blood of future generations?
evolution of culture. change or die.
resource waste must not symbolic of fitness but the opposite.
how can resource conservation be manifested as plumage for the peacock?
new currencies - new tokens.
peacocks need to be able display their water, air, earth and oil credits around their necks, wrists and fingers. and of course in their wallets.
isn't this what is needed to have future generations? a store of resources? and a demonstration of capacity to acquire and store resources?
birth control? free death booths? veganism? bicyclism?
first - what is killing the planet?
cars? pollution? global warming? plastic? war? population? resource exhaustion? drought? top soil erosion? declining marginal returns requiring greater degradation for fewer resources?
where is human agency?
are these not all consumption?
isn't the issue that we are consuming more than can be sustainably produced?
isn't evertything gone? the clean air, water, earth and animals. they are gone.
a new diet is needed.
how much water per person per day?
how much energy per person per day?
how much waste per person per day?
how many calories per person per day?
how many days per person?
some people are taking way more than their share and killing the world.
and what can you do about that?
how can the peacock display plumage that isn't dripping in the blood of future generations?
evolution of culture. change or die.
resource waste must not symbolic of fitness but the opposite.
how can resource conservation be manifested as plumage for the peacock?
new currencies - new tokens.
peacocks need to be able display their water, air, earth and oil credits around their necks, wrists and fingers. and of course in their wallets.
isn't this what is needed to have future generations? a store of resources? and a demonstration of capacity to acquire and store resources?
Friday, May 07, 2010
what i know now
I know debt is a curse
I know usury is a curse
I know carl sagan
I wonder if I invest 1 million will someone else invest 9 to make plastic to oil plant
I know I don't have enough ideas to live a life of ideas
I know I like to talk and listen and relax
I don't know if 1 big is better than 2 small
I know usury is a curse
I know carl sagan
I wonder if I invest 1 million will someone else invest 9 to make plastic to oil plant
I know I don't have enough ideas to live a life of ideas
I know I like to talk and listen and relax
I don't know if 1 big is better than 2 small
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
when will the US cross the rubicon?
sooner or later the US will move from being a democracy to something
else.
else.
how do I know?
it's built in to the constitution. in times of crisis democracy is
suspended and the president has king like powers.
this is supposed to be used to protect the republic.
there are also historical precendents for republics concentrating
power in the hands of the few - Rome, Florence, the Catholic Church.
it happened before so it could happen again, but here's why it will:
1. voter turn out / dissatisfaction with democracy to solve problems -
lack of will to stay free at any cost
2. increase in number, severity and complexity of crisis - energy
shortages, water shortages, food shortages, land shortages, oxygen
shortages, growing populations, see jospeh tainter and Jared diamonds
works - ability to suspend democracy
3. bankruptcy of financial and democratic institutions - unable to
function
4. vast unimaginable wealth of the upper class (fortune 500 if you
prefer) is GOING to be protected - ie not used to heal the instutions
that created the environment that allowed them to prosper - money for
president to spend to protect their privilege
5. voter distraction - bread and circus (circii?) - are cheap - for
now. the circii are video games which have over taken movies in
revenue. people can live in the matrix - whether it's facebook or
world of warcraft. Actually movies are still important - lots of
people still live there. and bread? walmart is rolling back prices. as
long the oil spigot stays open food will stay cheap.
so how are upset and distracted voters, a disaster, a bankruptcy, and
the upper class a recipe for a new kingdom?
well just how far away is the kingdom anyway?
how much is the president, congress and senate accountable to the
people now?
they all take money in campaign contributions (http://www.sourcewatch.org/index.php?title=Barack_Obama/Campaign_Financing
) - and everyone works for the people that pay us. why? we want to get
paid again, next time we need money.
doesn't it need just little push for it to go all the way?
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
marines with pants down in the mall
two dreams
I am a space marine
in halo, storm trooper type gear
on alien world
dream one
my unit and I
find ourselves in a mall
under attack
some how we have no air support because no one is on the ship
some how we have no advanced warning because we posted no guards
some how we can't return fire because we are out of uniform and
weapons not ready
some how we are taking heavy fire because we haven't deployed battle
mechs
but how could we be in a mall that is filled with human females on an
alien planet?
there's a cosmetics counter over there
I am hit.
dream 2
armored unit with mobile artillery support.
i am in mobile artillery using computer enhanced vision
high speed light vehicles detected but no visuals
probable trajectories being computed
i select a combination of 4 kinds of rounds in my 2 pods to meet what
ever is coming of the hill
the light tracked vehicle appears out of nowhere comes over the hill
in the air
guidance systems locked I fire pod one
the enemy shudders as it races down the hill
a couple seconds later it explodes
later we have stopped for maintenance and I reload the pod magazines
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
How to
How to consume less
How to Surf the web less
How to find customers
How to grow business
How to raise kids
How to stay calm
How to reduce stress
How to drink less coffee
How to be successful
How to set reasonable revenue and profit growth goals and achieve them
How to deal why bother it won't make life better
How to make life better
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Thank you! Done.
What I need to change most with work?
Imagine the end.
Imagine what I want to do done.
Imagine it done in a way with few unintended consequences.
Imagine it done in a way that creates an asset.
Imagine it done in a way that requires minimal to no future inputs.
What do I need about my attitude?
Thankfulness.
Imagine the end.
Imagine what I want to do done.
Imagine it done in a way with few unintended consequences.
Imagine it done in a way that creates an asset.
Imagine it done in a way that requires minimal to no future inputs.
What do I need about my attitude?
Thankfulness.
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
The king and the peasant
One day the king was feeling restless so he asked his oracle what he should do and was told he should go to a certain miner's house far from the castle, so off he went.
The miner asked the king - why should I work?
The king replied - to feed your family.
The miner replied - but I could feed them by hunting before you made it illegal.
The King - the kingdom needs your labour to protect your family from the enemy.
The miner - before you provoked the enemy we didn't need protection.
The king - anyway you have to work pay off your debts.
The miner - I wouldn't have any debts if you didn't tax me.
The king - that's the way it is. If you don't like it you can go. There plenty of other hungry men who would gladly take your place.
Keywords: rich poor gap,never get ahead, poor generations, stuck
The miner asked the king - why should I work?
The king replied - to feed your family.
The miner replied - but I could feed them by hunting before you made it illegal.
The King - the kingdom needs your labour to protect your family from the enemy.
The miner - before you provoked the enemy we didn't need protection.
The king - anyway you have to work pay off your debts.
The miner - I wouldn't have any debts if you didn't tax me.
The king - that's the way it is. If you don't like it you can go. There plenty of other hungry men who would gladly take your place.
Keywords: rich poor gap,never get ahead, poor generations, stuck
Plan
Reinventing the wheel
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Friday, February 19, 2010
Imperfect vessel broken cup
I woke up from dreaming on Wednesday knowing that prisons were a
poison increasing the evil in the world.
poison increasing the evil in the world.
My dream, like all my dreams, was real. I was there and I knew it. I
was in it but not of it.
My dream didn't tell me the solution only the fact.
Prisons and detention camps do not a higher pie make, nor do they make
the world safer or better.
The real dreams I remember vividly from this morning are dissolving as
I look for words to tell them. Perhaps as I love words and stories to
tears I have been born mute deaf, no what is the word for someone born
incapable if writing?
Subway
Rush hour
Travelling companion
Companion man
Companion similar age
We are students?
Mid twenties
He is ahead of me
We are just about to enter underground
The last windows are above us
Sunlight streams in
Must be morning
Clothing and architecture unfamiliar
But dusty and sand feel
Aged
Italy? Spain
South
Cell phone rings
A man I know as hard to believe us talking
I knew him
What he says is likely true
But how he knows things is impossible
Is he insane?
He is saying something about signs
I stop my friend from continuing
If I go underground my call will drop
He leans impatiently under the last window in up above and right near
the stairs
He pulls a book from his backpack and reads
The guy on the phone is hard to understand - sounds of fireworks in
the background
"I wanted to be there, but the fireworks got delayed, and I didn't
want to miss them"
Disgust - how can he really be a psychic and not now that?
"why call me?" I ask
"you are there."
He goes on about signs and things and Its impossible he should know
and I am find myself believing what he saying - but not in him - but
the words are true
I know what I have to do
And I get the book out of my backpack
The thick blue one
I start reading it aloud
The passage that he said
My companion is shocked
Will not make eye contact
He stays but not he is not with me
Why does he watch?
I try to get the commuters to stop and listen and turn back
I read to them quotes from the fanatics
I implore them
It is so obvious
Why can't they see it?
Why must they go?
Today there will be a bombing in the subway
It's dusk
I am outside
Under the sky turning orange
It is hot
There is little wind
I have pale skin and by myself
I am in a uniform but I am not a guard
I am surrounded by brown and black skinned people
The ground is dirt
Again no edits
I am outside
The sky is high
The sunset is warm and red
I am surrounded by prisoners
I am not a prisoner
I am observing
The prisoners are black and brown and poor
I am not black or brown or poor
Again
I am in a yard filled with men
Old men, middle aged men, young men
I can see men as far as the eye can see
In the horizon a city sparkles in the dusk
I turn my head to look behind me
There the concrete cell blocks wait
The sounds
Laughing, shouts
Singing
drumming
perhaps someone is playing the guitar
everyone is talking
the sky is now dark blue
classical music is now heard over the loudspeakers
it gets louder
everyone stops what they are doing
all around me people are turning to face the city
the only sound is the music
everyone is quiet and in formation
hands at their sides
evenly spaced
looking straight ahead
invisible in the day when not illuminated
a sign now brightly lit with LEDs
hang huge logos of coke and mcdonalds
Thursday, February 18, 2010
This is it - we are hungry. We are Cain.
Modern man: I am hungry. I have to eat. So I eat. I eat sunshine,
ancient sunshine, the moon, a comet, cosmic radiation from the big
bang, rivers, oceans, forests, species, ozones, languages and cultures.
ancient sunshine, the moon, a comet, cosmic radiation from the big
bang, rivers, oceans, forests, species, ozones, languages and cultures.
200 year ago man: I too was hungry. I had to eat. So I ate. I ate
streams, lakes, forests, species, languages and cultures.
2000 year ago man: I too was hungry. I had to eat. So I ate. I ate
streams, forests, languages and cultures.
20,000 year ago man: I too was hungry. I had to eat. So I ate. I ate
cultures.
A curse. Forever eating, always hungry, never full.
Wade Davis, Jared Diamond and Joseph Tainter help us understand
mechanisms but not the inspiration or passion or motivation for
culture eating, or why cultures push themselves to over exploit or why
cultures rush to add complexity.
We are born hungry.
The dog And the bone
Antigone
Goldilocks and the three bears
Rumplestiltskin
Samson and Delilah
Sleeping Beauty
The stories examine the hunger and it's conseqeunces.
Monday, February 01, 2010
Re: Little riding hood with conflict
Sent from my iPhone
On Jan 28, 2010, at 10:44 PM, Joshua <joshua@neocodesoftware.com> wrote:
>
>
> On Jan 27, 2010, at 11:31 PM, Joshua <joshua@neocodesoftware.com>
> wrote:
>
>>
>>
>> Sent from my iPhone
>>
>> On Jan 26, 2010, at 11:07 PM, Joshua <joshua@neocodesoftware.com>
>> wrote:
>>
>>> That's right. Little red doesn't have enough conflict. A wolf
>>> attacking, grandma devouring, wolf axing story needs more than
>>> just blood and gore - it's needs a sense of inner conflict.
>>>
>>> Let's start with the wood cutter. How is he doing that fateful
>>> morning? He's hung over. He has been drinking more than usual
>>> because the forest isn't getting any bigger and he has figured out
>>> he has maybe another 3 to 5 years worth of logging left. Sure,
>>> there's still plenty of trees, but the ones that are left aren't
>>> worth cutting down. His missus, sensing his unease, points out
>>> that the butcher, the baker and candlestick maker are doing well
>>> and why couldn't he have studied harder for a better job?
>>>
>>> While he was fighting with his wife that he was not a loser, his
>>> dog got the bacon he was taking for his lunch. He kicked the dog
>>> into the basement, and banged angrily out of the house.
>>>
>>> Two thoughts crossed his mind: one, he should take the dog even
>>> though it had eaten his lunch - he had seen wolf tracks the day
>>> before, and two he needed to sharpen his axe.
>>
>>> The anger helped him see things in black and white. It would serve
>>> that woman right, he thought, if I get eaten by that wolf. That'll
>>> make her suffer! And if I leave the house quickly she won't have
>>> more time to scold me while I sharpen the axe. It will be all her
>>> fault the axe is dull because I had to leave in a hurry to avoid
>>> her sharp tongue. Maybe I can think of a way that it's all her
>>> fault the forest isn't getting any bigger. And with those happy
>>> thoughts turning in his head, off he marched.
>>
>> Now the wolf. Former alpha male. Hungry. Forced out of the pack.
>> Dazed with hunger. Will do anything for food. Must eat soon.
>> Regret. Not forced out, welcomed to stay, too proud. Don't want to
>> share suffering. Pain in hips harsh. Remembering lashing out in
>> anger at pups. Must go before hurting them. The pain drove him.
>> Wanted to bite the puppies. Want to kill them. Memory sharp and
>> shameful. Can't face the puppies. Reminded of the shameful rage.
>>
>> Will keep looking for food.
>
> Sweet little red. She loved visiting granny and day dreaming. Maybe
> she would see fairies. Granny said fairies lived in the forest and
> if you were quiet you could see them. She had made a crown for the
> fairy queen and tied a string to it. When granny had asked what the
> string was for she told her it was to catch the queen. Granny had
> been upset, she should have kept that part a secret.
>
> Mom wanted her to take basket to granny but what else? Was it a
> whistle? The dog? The dog would scare the fairies away.
>
> Little red picked up the basket and slipped out of the house,
> wondering when she would see her first fairy.
And Old Granny, what was she up to? Regretting the things she didn't
do. She was in her thoughts as she made tea, did the laundry, and
tidied the house. Little red was coming that day. She would have to
put these thoughts aside when Little red was with her.
Granny sat on the sofa and sighed. Husband dead. Kids gone. Grandkids
to visit.
Sigh. She made a list of things.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Little riding hood with conflict
That's right. Little red doesn't have enough conflict. A wolf attack,
grandma devouring, wolf axing story needs more than just blood and
gore - it's needs a sense of inner conflict.
grandma devouring, wolf axing story needs more than just blood and
gore - it's needs a sense of inner conflict.
Let's start with the wood cutter. How is he doing that fateful
morning? He's hung over. He has been drinking more than usual because
the forest isn't getting any bigger and he has figured out he has
maybe another 3 to 5 years worth of logging left. Sure, there's still
plenty of trees, but the ones that are left aren't worth cutting down.
His missus, sensing his unease, points out that the butcher, the baker
and candlestick maker are doing well and why couldn't he have studied
harder and gotten and better job?
While he was fighting with his wife, his dog got the bacon he was
taking for his lunch. He kicked the dog into the basement, and banged
angrily out of the house.
Two thoughts crossed his mind: he should take the dog even though it
had eaten his lunch - he had seen wolf tracks the day before, and two
he needed to sharpen his axe. It would serve that woman right, he
thought, if I get eaten by that wolf. That'll shut her up! And if I
leave quickly she won't have more time to nag me while I sharpen, and
at the same time I can sharpen my grudge on the dull blade - it's all
her fault the forest isn't getting any bigger. And off he marched.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Google Docs lost my document - my data is gone
It's true. Google Docs lost my document - my data is gone. I am not sure how many of my documents are affected. But one of my most valuable documents is gone for ever.
I didn't have a backup.
I couldn't imagine Google would let me know.
I haven't lost or broken something I truly cared about for a while - and the all together too familiar feeling of grief comes washing over me.
Thank you Elizabeth Bishop for rehearsing me.
I didn't have a backup.
I couldn't imagine Google would let me know.
I haven't lost or broken something I truly cared about for a while - and the all together too familiar feeling of grief comes washing over me.
Thank you Elizabeth Bishop for rehearsing me.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Mixed blessings
it is lucky you came and it is unlucky you came
Rumplestiltskin is the father, but what is the mothers name?
Witches really do eat children, but not as often as they should.
Samson let Delilah cut his hair, but what blinded his love?
The 13th witch was not invited, but why wait 16 years for revenge?
The wicked step mother commands the huntsmen to remove his daughters heart?
Why does hansel and gretels own mother want to eat them?
How does hansel and gretel live with baking their mother?
Rumplestiltskin is the father, but what is the mothers name?
Witches really do eat children, but not as often as they should.
Samson let Delilah cut his hair, but what blinded his love?
The 13th witch was not invited, but why wait 16 years for revenge?
The wicked step mother commands the huntsmen to remove his daughters heart?
Why does hansel and gretels own mother want to eat them?
How does hansel and gretel live with baking their mother?
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Big fuzzy panda's take over the world
In a surprise attack, panda commando's staged a daring midnight raid on the people's liberation army secret nuclear weapons cache. Communist party spokespeople are blaming the united states for secretly training and genetically modifying the pandas when they were in the San diego zoo. Pentagon officials are neither confirming or denying these allegations. However leaked documents from both DARPA and the Rand corporation suggest the entire panda leasing program was designed to lull the Chinese authorities into what the documents classify as a "reverse Trojan" operation. Unfortunately the leaked documents were in the possession of staff report Jim Baum-Sue, who has been missing for several days. So far the pandas have not communicated any demands other than to say that King panda will make an announcement shortly.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
What is theatre? Spectacle?
I never answered this before. It is time.
We live alone. There is no we. Only I.
I want to know you, other.
I want to know what I can't know.
See what I can't see.
Experience something I can get nowhere else.
And when I sit in the theatre and watch, I am alone, though the theatre is full.
I can not speak.
Nor can I move.
Like a prisoner.
Like a whisper.
Like a genie in a bottle.
That fantasy world never leaves the stage.
It is kept locked up.
Irony? Symmetry?
While the play speaks you obey.
But then you leave, and the theatre is nothing.
You keep the theatre locked up.
Theatre is your prisoner.
You are the warden that plays prisoner.
You delight in the illusion of breaking the fourth wall. What delicious - degradation? I know not.
Enough.
We live alone. There is no we. Only I.
I want to know you, other.
I want to know what I can't know.
See what I can't see.
Experience something I can get nowhere else.
And when I sit in the theatre and watch, I am alone, though the theatre is full.
I can not speak.
Nor can I move.
Like a prisoner.
Like a whisper.
Like a genie in a bottle.
That fantasy world never leaves the stage.
It is kept locked up.
Irony? Symmetry?
While the play speaks you obey.
But then you leave, and the theatre is nothing.
You keep the theatre locked up.
Theatre is your prisoner.
You are the warden that plays prisoner.
You delight in the illusion of breaking the fourth wall. What delicious - degradation? I know not.
Enough.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
rumplestiltskin wizard draft
rumplestiltskin wizard draft
copyright 2009 joshua paul
written 2009.09.02
once upon a time there was a magician who knew how to save the world from being killed by people.
to save the world from dyan the wizard needee a special child. this child would save the world.
the wizard looked everwhere to find a woman that was special so she could be the childs mom.
one day in kingdom ruled by a greedy despot he found a woman that could have the baby that would save the world.
but he needed time and money to preapre the woman the the procedure. there was a lot of work to do.
so the wizard persuaded the greedy king the the woman could turn straw in to oil.
for what ever reason the greedy dictator believed the wizard and had the woman thrown in jail and told to turn straw in to oil or die.
the wizard visted her in jail and said he would help her if she would give him some of her blood. finally she consented and they an exchange oil for blood.
the wizard worked and worked. the blood was good. the immense sacrifices made along the way would not have been made in vain.
again the wizard visited the woman in jail and this time he asked for one of her eggs in return for his help. after much protest they made an exchange - an egg from her ovary for oil.
working feverishly he cloned the egg and created several embryos finally selecting one and made the required changes to her blood.
finally the wizard return to the woman for the last time. if she completed this task the greedy dictator would have his oild and would marry her. she was brave and practical. she would have her revenge when he was old.
but the wizard's price was great. carry the genetically engineered foetus to term and give birth. and then when the baby was 3 years old give him to the wizard. the wizard needed to wait 3 years for the changed blood he would put back in her body to make enough milk to finish the changes.
she wanted revenge so she made the deal and submitted to the procedure.
3 years past. the rage and anger she feld had hardened but her love for the child was deep and profound.
the child was a wonder. walking, talking, reading. but most of all the child was kind and generous. the though of the wizard coming was too painful to think about.
so the queen took precautions. bodyguards for the infant were selected. security systems were state of the art. everything was done to prevent a kidnapping.
but when the day came fail safe plan after fail safe plan failed. security crumbled and the toddler and the queen laid bare/
and there stodd the wizard. he had spent spent the last 3 years assembling an army to retrieve the child.
(but all the sacrifices and lives lost were for nothing because when the queen cried she would kill the child rather than let him go forcing the wizard to lay down his arms)
the queen cried she would rather kill the child rather than let him go. the wizard said he would rather blow himself up and everyone with him.
so they decided to get married.
there was a great wedding and the child's future was safe.
and the queen had her revenge on the wizard as well.
copyright 2009 joshua paul
written 2009.09.02
once upon a time there was a magician who knew how to save the world from being killed by people.
to save the world from dyan the wizard needee a special child. this child would save the world.
the wizard looked everwhere to find a woman that was special so she could be the childs mom.
one day in kingdom ruled by a greedy despot he found a woman that could have the baby that would save the world.
but he needed time and money to preapre the woman the the procedure. there was a lot of work to do.
so the wizard persuaded the greedy king the the woman could turn straw in to oil.
for what ever reason the greedy dictator believed the wizard and had the woman thrown in jail and told to turn straw in to oil or die.
the wizard visted her in jail and said he would help her if she would give him some of her blood. finally she consented and they an exchange oil for blood.
the wizard worked and worked. the blood was good. the immense sacrifices made along the way would not have been made in vain.
again the wizard visited the woman in jail and this time he asked for one of her eggs in return for his help. after much protest they made an exchange - an egg from her ovary for oil.
working feverishly he cloned the egg and created several embryos finally selecting one and made the required changes to her blood.
finally the wizard return to the woman for the last time. if she completed this task the greedy dictator would have his oild and would marry her. she was brave and practical. she would have her revenge when he was old.
but the wizard's price was great. carry the genetically engineered foetus to term and give birth. and then when the baby was 3 years old give him to the wizard. the wizard needed to wait 3 years for the changed blood he would put back in her body to make enough milk to finish the changes.
she wanted revenge so she made the deal and submitted to the procedure.
3 years past. the rage and anger she feld had hardened but her love for the child was deep and profound.
the child was a wonder. walking, talking, reading. but most of all the child was kind and generous. the though of the wizard coming was too painful to think about.
so the queen took precautions. bodyguards for the infant were selected. security systems were state of the art. everything was done to prevent a kidnapping.
but when the day came fail safe plan after fail safe plan failed. security crumbled and the toddler and the queen laid bare/
and there stodd the wizard. he had spent spent the last 3 years assembling an army to retrieve the child.
(but all the sacrifices and lives lost were for nothing because when the queen cried she would kill the child rather than let him go forcing the wizard to lay down his arms)
the queen cried she would rather kill the child rather than let him go. the wizard said he would rather blow himself up and everyone with him.
so they decided to get married.
there was a great wedding and the child's future was safe.
and the queen had her revenge on the wizard as well.
Friday, August 07, 2009
take off
Every time lately I have got on a plane Thanatos had boarded with me. I wish the plane will crash on tale off or landing. Improbable as it is I imagine the plane bursting into flames and cold metal biting into my bloody flesh. I imagine being strapped into my seat, the sound of my beating heart drowning out the screams and the sirens.
I imagine relaxing and smiling as death embraces me harshly. I breathe deeply to relax through the pain and not cry out.
I don't have to struggle any more.
The insurance will tale care of my family.
I want to be free.
I imagine relaxing and smiling as death embraces me harshly. I breathe deeply to relax through the pain and not cry out.
I don't have to struggle any more.
The insurance will tale care of my family.
I want to be free.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
hypereating
hypereating - david kessler - the end of over eating - bill clinton - fda head?
eating for stimulation
fat - sugar - salt
new learning
new behaviour
i don't want it
like smoking
neural pathways
hot stimuli changed to cold stimuli
eating for stimulation
fat - sugar - salt
new learning
new behaviour
i don't want it
like smoking
neural pathways
hot stimuli changed to cold stimuli
Friday, May 29, 2009
broken
Evolution broken
Traits maladptive
Environmental bankruptcy
Economic bankruptcy
Fish stocks
Oil stocks
Affluent consumer stocks
Investor stocks
Arable land stocks
Traits maladptive
Environmental bankruptcy
Economic bankruptcy
Fish stocks
Oil stocks
Affluent consumer stocks
Investor stocks
Arable land stocks
Thursday, May 14, 2009
the ballad of robert Dziekanski
[ the solo's are missing for the different characters and need to be added ]
[ what will robert sing? ]
[ the 4 rcmp uniformed officers are checking tickets ]
[ the lights go down - and come up on the chorus ]
[ the chorus could be angels with wings - like the angels in Wings of Desire ]
chorus: we are here today - the day robert Dziekanski is going to die
chorus: we are here in the vancouver airport, waiting with him - it's 1am - he's got just 30 minutes to live
chorus: he doesn't know that he is going to die
chorus: he got off the plane from poland 10 hours ago and he hasn't had anything to eat or drink
[ robert walks on and off ]
chorus: we dedicate this work to him. to his mother. to poland. to vancouver.
[ moment of silence, heads bowed ]
chorus: the 4 rcmp officers are here too.
chorus: they don't know that they are going to kill him.
[ the 4 officers are talking off stage, on stage, beyond the 4th wall ]
chorus: the camera man is here. he is coming back from china.
chorus: if it wasn't for him none of us would exist.
[ do the lights go out? is the chorus wearing camera's around their necks? ]
[ or do they just pause and bow their heads ]
chorus: we are not going to tell this story in the usual way.
chorus: we are also not going to tell it like it happened - this is make believe after all.
chorus: we could tell it as a tragedy - for a tragedy it is.
chorus: we have all the elements the ancient greeks loved and thought so highly of.
chorus: we have unity time - unity of place - unity of action.
chorus: a perfect triangle.
chorus: the players don't know their time has come.
chorus: the clock is ticking and the events are ready to unfold.
chorus: the airport, the arrival area - an arrival and a departure.
chorus: the action is a betrayal, a killing, the many against the one, us versus the other, the state versus the individual, brother killing brother, the armed versus the unarmed, the watchers versus the watched.
chorus: we could tell the story like that - but why? this airport is a cabaret!
[ the lights go down on the chorus ]
[ the lights come up on a big show number of "life is a cabaret" !!! ]
[ let's have some fun! what does vancouver have to offer? burlesque and drag queens and so much in between!! ]
[ the lights go down on the dancers and go up on the chorus ]
chorus: robert, you can come on stage now.
chorus: we can't hear him. imagine he is speaking polish.
chorus: but all we hear is nothing. no one hears him. his ignored.
chorus: robert - go and look for your mother. search the stage.
chorus: don't give up robert. keep looking. you have been looking for 9 hours.
robert: i want my mom.
robert: i want my mom. where is my mom?
robert: she would be here... why isn't she here.
robert: mom!
robert: mom - how come no one is helping me.
robert: don't leave me here alone.
robert: no one understands me.
robert: no one cares about me.
robert: i am soo alone.
robert: mom - come and get me please.
robert: please - i am begging you - come and get me out of here.
robert: i need you.
robert: i miss you.
robert: where are you?
robert: when are you coming?
chorus: robert - that's enough. we understand.
chorus: you understand don't you?
chorus: did you ever let go of your mother's hand only to lose her?
chorus: his mother came to get him.
chorus: she stayed at the airport for 3 hours before going back to kamloops.
chorus: she never sees her son alive again.
[ zofia at a customer service agent booth ]
zofia: can you please page my son
zofia: he is supposed to be here hours ago
zofia: please page him - his name is robert Dziekanski
zofia: no - you pronounce it Dziekanski - Dzie - kan - ski
zofia: robert Dziekanski
chorus: but robert can't hear that page
chorus: he is the secure area - and pages are not played there
chorus: and even if pages were played there
chorus: it wouldn't have been his mothers voice
chorus: now - we will re-enact what is shown on the video tapes
[ re-enactment ]
[ robert is dead ]
[ lights black except the spot on him ]
officers: we are sorry
officers: it was wrong
officers: we wish we could do it all over again
officers: but since we can't
officers: we are working hard to make sure this doesn't happen again
officers: we are speaking out
officers: we don't want anyone else to die
officers: we don't want anyone else to kill someone and live with that
officers: we don't want anyone else to lose their son or their daughter
officers: we don't want to use electric discharge weapons anymore
[ they put the weapons down ]
[ what will robert sing? ]
[ the 4 rcmp uniformed officers are checking tickets ]
[ the lights go down - and come up on the chorus ]
[ the chorus could be angels with wings - like the angels in Wings of Desire ]
chorus: we are here today - the day robert Dziekanski is going to die
chorus: we are here in the vancouver airport, waiting with him - it's 1am - he's got just 30 minutes to live
chorus: he doesn't know that he is going to die
chorus: he got off the plane from poland 10 hours ago and he hasn't had anything to eat or drink
[ robert walks on and off ]
chorus: we dedicate this work to him. to his mother. to poland. to vancouver.
[ moment of silence, heads bowed ]
chorus: the 4 rcmp officers are here too.
chorus: they don't know that they are going to kill him.
[ the 4 officers are talking off stage, on stage, beyond the 4th wall ]
chorus: the camera man is here. he is coming back from china.
chorus: if it wasn't for him none of us would exist.
[ do the lights go out? is the chorus wearing camera's around their necks? ]
[ or do they just pause and bow their heads ]
chorus: we are not going to tell this story in the usual way.
chorus: we are also not going to tell it like it happened - this is make believe after all.
chorus: we could tell it as a tragedy - for a tragedy it is.
chorus: we have all the elements the ancient greeks loved and thought so highly of.
chorus: we have unity time - unity of place - unity of action.
chorus: a perfect triangle.
chorus: the players don't know their time has come.
chorus: the clock is ticking and the events are ready to unfold.
chorus: the airport, the arrival area - an arrival and a departure.
chorus: the action is a betrayal, a killing, the many against the one, us versus the other, the state versus the individual, brother killing brother, the armed versus the unarmed, the watchers versus the watched.
chorus: we could tell the story like that - but why? this airport is a cabaret!
[ the lights go down on the chorus ]
[ the lights come up on a big show number of "life is a cabaret" !!! ]
[ let's have some fun! what does vancouver have to offer? burlesque and drag queens and so much in between!! ]
[ the lights go down on the dancers and go up on the chorus ]
chorus: robert, you can come on stage now.
chorus: we can't hear him. imagine he is speaking polish.
chorus: but all we hear is nothing. no one hears him. his ignored.
chorus: robert - go and look for your mother. search the stage.
chorus: don't give up robert. keep looking. you have been looking for 9 hours.
robert: i want my mom.
robert: i want my mom. where is my mom?
robert: she would be here... why isn't she here.
robert: mom!
robert: mom - how come no one is helping me.
robert: don't leave me here alone.
robert: no one understands me.
robert: no one cares about me.
robert: i am soo alone.
robert: mom - come and get me please.
robert: please - i am begging you - come and get me out of here.
robert: i need you.
robert: i miss you.
robert: where are you?
robert: when are you coming?
chorus: robert - that's enough. we understand.
chorus: you understand don't you?
chorus: did you ever let go of your mother's hand only to lose her?
chorus: his mother came to get him.
chorus: she stayed at the airport for 3 hours before going back to kamloops.
chorus: she never sees her son alive again.
[ zofia at a customer service agent booth ]
zofia: can you please page my son
zofia: he is supposed to be here hours ago
zofia: please page him - his name is robert Dziekanski
zofia: no - you pronounce it Dziekanski - Dzie - kan - ski
zofia: robert Dziekanski
chorus: but robert can't hear that page
chorus: he is the secure area - and pages are not played there
chorus: and even if pages were played there
chorus: it wouldn't have been his mothers voice
chorus: now - we will re-enact what is shown on the video tapes
[ re-enactment ]
[ robert is dead ]
[ lights black except the spot on him ]
officers: we are sorry
officers: it was wrong
officers: we wish we could do it all over again
officers: but since we can't
officers: we are working hard to make sure this doesn't happen again
officers: we are speaking out
officers: we don't want anyone else to die
officers: we don't want anyone else to kill someone and live with that
officers: we don't want anyone else to lose their son or their daughter
officers: we don't want to use electric discharge weapons anymore
[ they put the weapons down ]
Thursday, April 30, 2009
i am terrible comedian
terrible
- it's my birthday - i don't want a free lunch at denny's, or a $5 discount from the cbc gift shop, i want to push the launch missile button in the government vs rebel attack of the day - in pakistan , or sri lanka, or israel. there going to push the button anyway - so why not me?
terrible
- cannibalism. is it soo bad? is it wrong to joke about eating fresh virgin vegan heart?
terrible
- selling your children into slavery. what's wrong with it? a news story recounted how a harried professional mom kicked her kids out of the car after they were fighting and drove off. i have a better idea - get a free paid vacation to thailand or cambodia where you can sell your daughters into slavery. now you will never have to listen to them argue again!
terrible
- it's my birthday - i don't want a free lunch at denny's, or a $5 discount from the cbc gift shop, i want to push the launch missile button in the government vs rebel attack of the day - in pakistan , or sri lanka, or israel. there going to push the button anyway - so why not me?
terrible
- cannibalism. is it soo bad? is it wrong to joke about eating fresh virgin vegan heart?
terrible
- selling your children into slavery. what's wrong with it? a news story recounted how a harried professional mom kicked her kids out of the car after they were fighting and drove off. i have a better idea - get a free paid vacation to thailand or cambodia where you can sell your daughters into slavery. now you will never have to listen to them argue again!
terrible
Friday, April 17, 2009
the yes, lets game
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theatresports
Yes, Let's: Each improviser in a scene makes a suggestion that is loudly accepted by the others on stage with the words "Yes, Let's". When used as an exercise, this game teaches acceptance of suggestions by other improvisers and the value of a positive attitude on stage.
Exactly what I need to play with my family at home.
When I am asked to do something - I will wholeheartedly embrace it as something we can do together.
Yes, Let's: Each improviser in a scene makes a suggestion that is loudly accepted by the others on stage with the words "Yes, Let's". When used as an exercise, this game teaches acceptance of suggestions by other improvisers and the value of a positive attitude on stage.
Exactly what I need to play with my family at home.
When I am asked to do something - I will wholeheartedly embrace it as something we can do together.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Fables of Adventure Capitalism
ables of Adventure Capitalism
There was a war.
It ended.
Peasants and merchants once again produced surplus amount of OPM that the elites coveted.
The elites asked for the surpluses. The peasants and merchants wanted to know why they should give them to the elites that already had so much. The elites were quick, like Ponzi. They said they didn't want all of it – they would hold it for them and make more money for them so they could retire.
So the peasants and merchants mistaking arrogance, greed and narcissism for wisdom handed over their surpluses to the elites in exchange of health care, retirement and employment insurance. The elites took the surpluses and spent it. To make it look like it was working they needed more money from peasants and merchants. And they made more extravagant promises.
Unfortunately – spending surpluses proved to be extremely addictive and euphoria inducing and they went on a binge.
They burned huge amounts of surpluses.
And then all the surpluses wer gone and they woke up.
And the peasants and merchants saw that their life savings were gone.
The elites were quick, like Madoff.
The elites said we need more money.
The money is burnt, if we don't get more you will all lose your jobs.
Actually it was the elites that would lose their jobs.
Fields need to be filled – can't fire peasants.
Bread needs to be baked – can't fire bakers.
Who's left to be fired?
After the last depression, peasants and merchants got together and made their own banks – they called them credit unions – what made the different was that they were democratic and did the will of the owners – the people.
Answer me this – how many credit unions need to be builed out?
The answer is none.
The reason – they don't have any surpluses to burn – it's all their own money.
Are credit unions not the ideal model to replace all financial institutions that obviously have flawed economic models – putting the interests of the elites over the owners.
There was a war.
It ended.
Peasants and merchants once again produced surplus amount of OPM that the elites coveted.
The elites asked for the surpluses. The peasants and merchants wanted to know why they should give them to the elites that already had so much. The elites were quick, like Ponzi. They said they didn't want all of it – they would hold it for them and make more money for them so they could retire.
So the peasants and merchants mistaking arrogance, greed and narcissism for wisdom handed over their surpluses to the elites in exchange of health care, retirement and employment insurance. The elites took the surpluses and spent it. To make it look like it was working they needed more money from peasants and merchants. And they made more extravagant promises.
Unfortunately – spending surpluses proved to be extremely addictive and euphoria inducing and they went on a binge.
They burned huge amounts of surpluses.
And then all the surpluses wer gone and they woke up.
And the peasants and merchants saw that their life savings were gone.
The elites were quick, like Madoff.
The elites said we need more money.
The money is burnt, if we don't get more you will all lose your jobs.
Actually it was the elites that would lose their jobs.
Fields need to be filled – can't fire peasants.
Bread needs to be baked – can't fire bakers.
Who's left to be fired?
After the last depression, peasants and merchants got together and made their own banks – they called them credit unions – what made the different was that they were democratic and did the will of the owners – the people.
Answer me this – how many credit unions need to be builed out?
The answer is none.
The reason – they don't have any surpluses to burn – it's all their own money.
Are credit unions not the ideal model to replace all financial institutions that obviously have flawed economic models – putting the interests of the elites over the owners.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Re: Police
John - thanks for emailing me back!!!
I really appreciate it.
Good interview on the CBC - maybe a week or two ago!
I think more pressing at the moment is the end of prohibition with respect to the chicago-style killings in the lower mainland.
the government needs to step in and take away a major revenue source of these criminal gangs.
the government needs to look at using existing government agencies - suchs as the bc liquor stores, and bc doctors and pharmacists - to replace these out of control drug dealers.
as long as the sale of drugs is not under government control, huge untaxed streams of cash will go to fund the criminal organizations and their killings.
Minister, SG SG:EX wrote on 2009-03-24 9:18 AM:
I really appreciate it.
Good interview on the CBC - maybe a week or two ago!
I think more pressing at the moment is the end of prohibition with respect to the chicago-style killings in the lower mainland.
the government needs to step in and take away a major revenue source of these criminal gangs.
the government needs to look at using existing government agencies - suchs as the bc liquor stores, and bc doctors and pharmacists - to replace these out of control drug dealers.
as long as the sale of drugs is not under government control, huge untaxed streams of cash will go to fund the criminal organizations and their killings.
Minister, SG SG:EX wrote on 2009-03-24 9:18 AM:
Police March 24, 2009
Mr. Joshua Paul
E-mail: Joshua@neocodesoftware.comDear Mr. Paul:
I am responding to your January 23, 2009 e-mail, addressed to the Honourable Wally Oppal, Attorney General, regarding your concerns about the screening of applicants to police agencies in British Columbia. I apologize for the delay in my reply.
I agree it is important for citizens to have confidence that applicants are properly screened before entering the police service. Police officers are hired by, work for, and can be fired by their respective police agencies. All recruits in British Columbia receive initial recruit training at the Justice Institute of British Columbia or at the national training facility in Regina for the RCMP, and all officers are subject to background checks and thorough hiring procedures.
In addition, processes exist to ensure police officers are held to account for their actions. Police agencies have high standards regarding code of conduct and ethics, and internal review processes and policies are in place to ensure that complaints are recorded and investigated as required.
There are a number of ways that police officers are held accountable for their actions. I assure you that police officers are not above the law and can be charged with a criminal offence. Police officers, like all individuals, are subject to the rule of law and must act within the provisions of the Constitution Act, the Criminal Code of Canada, and other laws.
All police agencies offer and promote training on policing in culturally diverse communities, and actively recruit members from varied backgrounds.
Thank you for writing with your concerns about this important topic.
Yours sincerely,
John van Dongen
Solicitor Generalpc: The Honourable Wally Oppal
-- Toll Free 1.888.748.0668 Fax 1-866-336-7246 Suite 238 - 23 West Pender Street, Vancouver, BC, V6B 1R3 CANADA www.neocodesoftware.com, www.publishbutton.com
Sunday, March 22, 2009
neocodeprincess panda jeannie
neocodeprincess panda jeannie
png jpg gif of stencil of panda with pistols with colour neocodeprincess
panda jeannie copyright 2009 <a
href="http://www.neocodesoftware.com">www.neocodesoftware.com</a> fair
use rights granted creative commons
12:56:20 neocodeprincess: Hello Joshua Paul
1:56:48 joshua paul: :D
1:56:53 joshua paul: good work
1:57:20 neocodeprincess: Thanks:-)
1:57:31 joshua paul: can you sign?
1:57:34 joshua paul: i mean
1:57:35 joshua paul: sing
1:57:38 joshua paul: on youtube
1:57:48 joshua paul: or do you draw?
1:57:58 neocodeprincess: Yes I draw
1:58:05 joshua paul: nice
1:58:29 joshua paul: can you draw a panda?
1:58:49 neocodeprincess: Here in my computer?
1:59:10 joshua paul: on paper?
1:59:12 neocodeprincess: or in a pice of paper?
1:59:17 neocodeprincess: yes sure:)
1:59:39 joshua paul: please bill me for that
2:00:05 neocodeprincess: Okay...When will you be needing the illustration?
2:01:35 neocodeprincess: or right away?
2:04:01 joshua paul: in the weekly budget i gave you
2:04:14 joshua paul: pdf coming
2:04:25 joshua paul: so you can see what to draw
2:04:34 joshua paul: and email coming so you know what to do
2:04:40 neocodeprincess: Okay
2:04:41 joshua paul: you can actually just take these pdfs
2:04:59 joshua paul: and upload them to free flickr, picasa, photobucket
sharing sites with the user name neocodeprincess
2:05:19 joshua paul: just make sure to add the copyright 2009
www.neocodesoftware.com to them
2:05:52 neocodeprincess: yes okay
2:06:01 neocodeprincess: will take note
2:06:22 joshua paul: i have sent you three things to do
2:06:31 joshua paul: eventually say
2:06:32 joshua paul: josh
2:06:33 joshua paul: stop
2:06:34 joshua paul: no more
2:06:35 joshua paul: :D
2:06:44 joshua paul: or not
2:08:45 neocodeprincess: So I have to upload the image in these three
sites? Kiva, Linkedin, and mozy?
2:10:09 neocodeprincess: Oh I see
2:10:21 neocodeprincess: Sorry...there are three images to be drawn
2:10:46 joshua paul: or posted
2:10:52 joshua paul: as is to internet
2:11:00 joshua paul: or just pick one image to draw
2:11:04 joshua paul: or don't do it at all
2:11:29 neocodeprincess: okay...I'll just pick one image to draw:-)
2:11:42 joshua paul: i am curious which one you will pick
2:13:34 neocodeprincess: I think they are all the same... just differed
on colors..Will pick the last image
2:14:14 joshua paul: glitter glue
2:14:20 joshua paul: my daughter used glitter glue
2:14:23 joshua paul: for that one
2:14:34 joshua paul: it's pretty too
2:15:18 neocodeprincess: You're daughter drew this?
2:15:23 neocodeprincess: :-)
2:15:30 joshua paul: i got the image from flickr
2:15:34 joshua paul: it's from paris
2:15:37 joshua paul: i printed it out
2:15:46 joshua paul: and asked my daughter to color it
2:15:50 joshua paul: she is six years old
2:15:51 joshua paul: :D
2:16:00 neocodeprincess: ah okay:-D
2:34:31 neocodeprincess: Will have the images submitted by Wednesday Joshua
2:34:36 neocodeprincess: Would that be fine?
2:34:45 joshua paul: what ever works for the budget
2:34:56 neocodeprincess: Okay
2:35:06 joshua paul:
http://cgi.ebay.ca/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=120395652475&ssPageName=ADME:L:LCA:CA:1123
2:35:14 joshua paul: i posted it there
2:35:17 joshua paul: but also here
2:36:47 neocodeprincess: My first week to call for emergency response
test will be tomorrow..Monday...Can I extend it by next week?
2:36:55 joshua paul: and here
2:36:55 joshua paul:
http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm282/joshuascottpaul/neocodeprincess%20panda/
2:37:01 joshua paul: sure
2:37:05 joshua paul: just move the date?
2:37:13 neocodeprincess: Yes I will...thanks
2:37:42 neocodeprincess: By the way...will you be needing my cellphone
number?
2:38:05 neocodeprincess: or not for now?
2:38:05 joshua paul: and here
2:38:06 joshua paul: http://www.flickr.com/photos/joshuapaul/
2:38:16 joshua paul: you just send your cell to chris@neocodesoftware.com
2:38:28 joshua paul: you can cc: me
2:38:39 joshua paul: ask chris for emergency sms messages
2:38:42 joshua paul: about server down
2:38:44 joshua paul: to go to you
2:38:50 joshua paul: so you can call them
2:38:56 joshua paul: call chris and oliver
2:38:59 joshua paul: i have to go now
2:39:01 joshua paul: it's very late
2:39:05 joshua paul: i must sleep
2:39:07 neocodeprincess: Okay
2:39:07 joshua paul: good night
2:39:12 neocodeprincess: Yes, it is
2:39:14 neocodeprincess: Good night
2:39:19 neocodeprincess: :-)
Monday, March 02, 2009
part X thanksgiving
❀
❀
❀ ❀
neo code
wordless
wonders
a series
part X
thanksgiving
copyright 2008 jpaul
ME: still 37 years old. canadian-
american. suburban two kids and a wife,
two cars, a mortgage, beer belly, a
computer scientist.
YOU: thanksgiving searcher.
t h ank s gi v i ng
2008
what if the sun was
my father
and the heat from his
body
made solar winds so
powerful
that he protected
me from radiation
allowing me to
be alive
what if the sun
was my father
and the light from his body
fed my planet
which fed me
allowing me to
be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and i missed her so much
my mother made an ocean in her
belly for me to be born
allowing me to be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
so that when my heart breaks
she is with me, running down my
cheeks in salty streaks
reminding me that i am alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and she kept me warm when my
father the sun was away
and she kept me cool when my
father the sun made it too hot
allowing me to be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and she gave me everything i asked
for
she gives food and clothing
allowing me to be alive
what if the trees were my aunts and
uncles
giving me shelter when i needed it
feeding me when i was hungry
protecting me when i was in
danger
allowing me to be alive
what if the trees were my
aunts and uncles
breathing in carbon dioxide
changing it into oxygen
allowing me to be alive
what if it was all true
true in every way that ever
mattered
then i would need to give
thanks to them
for allowing me to be
alive
wouldn’t i?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
sun?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
ocean?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
trees?
how should i thank the sun?
should i set ļ¬re to the last
hours of ancient sunshine?
should i ļ¬ll the sky with smoke
to obscure the sun?
how should i thank the ocean?
should i ļ¬ll her with plastic
refuse?
should i inject her with
fertilizers
creating anoxic dead zones
larger than the state of texas?
how should i thank the trees?
should i chop them all down?
no
thank you
i will keep thanking the sun,
the ocean and the trees
all the days of my life
until every memory of me is
gone
and every atom that was ever
6 degrees seperated from me
is sucked into the mother /
father black hole at the centre
of our galaxy
thanksgiving
copyright 2008 jpaul
return to joshua paul
❀
❀ ❀
neo code
wordless
wonders
a series
part X
thanksgiving
copyright 2008 jpaul
ME: still 37 years old. canadian-
american. suburban two kids and a wife,
two cars, a mortgage, beer belly, a
computer scientist.
YOU: thanksgiving searcher.
t h ank s gi v i ng
2008
what if the sun was
my father
and the heat from his
body
made solar winds so
powerful
that he protected
me from radiation
allowing me to
be alive
what if the sun
was my father
and the light from his body
fed my planet
which fed me
allowing me to
be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and i missed her so much
my mother made an ocean in her
belly for me to be born
allowing me to be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
so that when my heart breaks
she is with me, running down my
cheeks in salty streaks
reminding me that i am alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and she kept me warm when my
father the sun was away
and she kept me cool when my
father the sun made it too hot
allowing me to be alive
what if the ocean was my mother
and she gave me everything i asked
for
she gives food and clothing
allowing me to be alive
what if the trees were my aunts and
uncles
giving me shelter when i needed it
feeding me when i was hungry
protecting me when i was in
danger
allowing me to be alive
what if the trees were my
aunts and uncles
breathing in carbon dioxide
changing it into oxygen
allowing me to be alive
what if it was all true
true in every way that ever
mattered
then i would need to give
thanks to them
for allowing me to be
alive
wouldn’t i?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
sun?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
ocean?
wouldn’t i need to thank the
trees?
how should i thank the sun?
should i set ļ¬re to the last
hours of ancient sunshine?
should i ļ¬ll the sky with smoke
to obscure the sun?
how should i thank the ocean?
should i ļ¬ll her with plastic
refuse?
should i inject her with
fertilizers
creating anoxic dead zones
larger than the state of texas?
how should i thank the trees?
should i chop them all down?
no
thank you
i will keep thanking the sun,
the ocean and the trees
all the days of my life
until every memory of me is
gone
and every atom that was ever
6 degrees seperated from me
is sucked into the mother /
father black hole at the centre
of our galaxy
thanksgiving
copyright 2008 jpaul
return to joshua paul
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
i quit
i quit
i just want to produce musical theatre / film
like what?
-1 the life of bryan
0. the slipper and the rose
0.1 ella enchanted
1. bugsy malone http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ieSzsh4hJWI - from bugsy malone - brought back by coca-cola
1.1 the wizard oz
2. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Orpheus - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0053146/
3. moulin rouge
4. chess
5. la traviata / carmen
6. blues brothers
7. hair spray
8. snow white and the seven dwarfs
9. charlie and the chocolate factory (wilder)
10. die zauberflute
11. shall we dance (gershwin)
12. mary poppins
13. singing in the rain
now i want to add:
- rumplestiltskin
- antigone
- hung bo and norboo
- high techs / internets
- singing / dancing / fighting / capoeira / black belts / trampolines / cirques de soleils
- cyber punks
- civilistion collapses
i just want to produce musical theatre / film
like what?
-1 the life of bryan
0. the slipper and the rose
0.1 ella enchanted
1. bugsy malone http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ieSzsh4hJWI - from bugsy malone - brought back by coca-cola
1.1 the wizard oz
2. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Orpheus - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0053146/
3. moulin rouge
4. chess
5. la traviata / carmen
6. blues brothers
7. hair spray
8. snow white and the seven dwarfs
9. charlie and the chocolate factory (wilder)
10. die zauberflute
11. shall we dance (gershwin)
12. mary poppins
13. singing in the rain
now i want to add:
- rumplestiltskin
- antigone
- hung bo and norboo
- high techs / internets
- singing / dancing / fighting / capoeira / black belts / trampolines / cirques de soleils
- cyber punks
- civilistion collapses
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
rumpelstiltskin - alternate - short - oil
rumpletstiltskin
retold by joshua scott paul
Once upon a time, a poor oil and gas producer named loman miller, was out drinking with his Bilderberger buddies. One by one they all got to bragging about their children, and loman, who was so proud of his daughter Jeannie, bragged that his university educated daughter would be a good wife for the president, as she had invented a way to synthesize straw into oil.
One of his friends or enemies told the president, who had Jeannie quietly and efficiently kidnapped on grounds of national security and had her put in a top security facility with all the latest equipment put at her disposal - for her "safety."
The president came to visit her, "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state and executed." The president continued to mock her, "Of course if you succeed I would be happy to ask your father for your hand in marriage," she was told with a sneer.
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was the night before - and still she couldn't synthesize straw into oil.
From out of nowhere a little man appeared. He looked her up and down and said - 'what will you give me if I synthesize this straw into oil?'
Jeannie said 'I have nothing to give you.'
'Give me that gold necklace around your neck,' the little man told her.
'But that was my mother's necklace. It is all I have to remember her by. Don't ask for that,' Jeannie pleaded.
'What good is the necklace if can't save your life? Do you think the executioner will not slip it from your neck after he shoots you in the back of the head? Would your mother want you to keep the necklace and lose your life instead?' asked the the little man.
'What if you run away after I give you the necklace?' she asked.
He gripped her neck with surprising speed and strength - 'I could take it now,' he said and then let go.
'Take it then,' she said slipping it over her head.
He put the necklace around his neck, and set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and as he worked he began to sing a lullaby. And the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon put Jeannie to sleep.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that the straw had been synthesized into oil.
"A fluke. It could happen to anyone. Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves, and move her in to a larger facility. This time give her more straw!" The president turned to Jeannie, "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state, tortured and executed. Your not getting away that easily. You will need to do it again. I don't know how you did what you did, but you won't be able to do it a second time!"
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was once again the night before - and still she had nothing done.
From out of nowhere the same little man appeared. He looked her up and down and said - 'what will you give me if I synthesize this straw into oil?'
Jeannie said 'I have nothing to give you.'
He said 'Give me that gold ring on your finger.'
'But that was my mother's wedding ring. Don't ask for that,' Jeannie pleaded.
'What good is the ring if can't save your life? Do you think the executioner will not slip it from your finger after he shoots you in the back of the head? Would your mother want you to keep the ring and lose your life instead?' asked the the little man.
'What if you run away after I give you the ring?' she asked.
He gripped her hand with surprising speed and strength - 'I can take it now, just like I could have taken the necklace last night. And I didn't run away last night did I?' and then let go.
'Take it then,' she said slipping it off her finger.
He put the ring on the necklace around his neck, and set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and once again he began to sing a lullaby. And the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon put Jeannie to sleep for a second time.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that even more straw had been synthesized into oil.
"Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves. Now move her in to the largest hangar we have and this time make sure you give her all the straw you've got!"
Just like every other time she was told "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state, brainwashed, tortured and executed."
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was the night before - and still she hadn't been able to synthesize straw into oil.
In the hangar Jeannie busied herself configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers. She couldn't give up. But nothing was working. The straw was being turned in to mud.
Something was missing, but what?
She's seen straw synthesized into oil twice - she knew it was possible. but she just couldn't make it work. there were too many combinations. she couldn't figure it out.
for millions of years humans have survived disasters, jeannie thought to herself, she could survive this small disaster. not an ice age. not a meteor. not a solar flare. not a disease or a volcano or a tsunami. just converting grass into gas. just a few more tweaks and she'd have it. but it's impossible. its too far away.
jeannie, too exhausted to cry slides her back down the side of the machine and puts her head in her arms.
As she was starting to go to sleep a familiar voice says to her 'what will you give me this time, if I synthesize all this straw into oil?'
'I have nothing left. You have taken everything, I have nothing left to give.' she said.
He looks her in the eye and says 'Give me your first child.'
'I couldn't do that. I will not do that. I would rather die than give you my child. What kind of mother would sell her child's life to save her own? Have mercy.' Jeannie pleaded.
'Who knows,' the little man says, 'maybe you will never have a child, what harm can come of it? Anyway you are going to die if you don't give me a child. At least if you give me a child - you will have had a child - a child to pass on your destiny - and your child may have a chance at a better life than you. How can you deny that child their chance at fighting inequality?' said the little man.
'What if I run away after I give birth?' she asked.
'I will hunt you down and kill you, I will kill your child, I will kill every last one of your family, I will kill your friends, and I will kill everyone who ever knew you, until every last memory of you is gone.' he says.
'Take it then,' she said, 'if i have i child it will be yours.'
He then set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and he began to sing a lullaby. And soon the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon made Jeannie sleepy. But this time she was ready, and she stayed awake and recorded everything, and finally at long last all the machine was done.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that all the straw had been synthesized into oil.
"Good. Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves. Now you will marry me."
Within the year, the president and jeannie had married and a beautiful baby boy was born.
Remembering her promise to the little man, she doubled spending on white house security.
One day the little man appeared and said "Lady, I have come for the child."
But she refused, begged for mercy, and finally threatened to kill the child rather than have the child taken from her.
"I will have mercy on you, with one condition - you have 3 days to guess my name."
Immediately Jeannie dispatched every resource at her disposal out looking for clues, hints and threads.
The next day the little man came and she guessed. But every guess was wrong...
Jeannie redoubled her teams efforts, increasing the bounty placed on the information leading to locating the little man's name.
The next day the little man came again and again she guessed. Again every guess was wrong...
Jeannie redoubled her teams efforts, doubling the bounty placed on the information leading to locating the little man's name.
And finally, improbably, because this is a story, one of her security teams was able to locate the missing link and find out his name.
The little man pranced in, eager to collect his bounty when she bent down and whispered his name.
His fury was so great at hearing her say his name, that he tore himself in two.
The End.
copyright 2007
joshua scott paul
retold by joshua scott paul
Once upon a time, a poor oil and gas producer named loman miller, was out drinking with his Bilderberger buddies. One by one they all got to bragging about their children, and loman, who was so proud of his daughter Jeannie, bragged that his university educated daughter would be a good wife for the president, as she had invented a way to synthesize straw into oil.
One of his friends or enemies told the president, who had Jeannie quietly and efficiently kidnapped on grounds of national security and had her put in a top security facility with all the latest equipment put at her disposal - for her "safety."
The president came to visit her, "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state and executed." The president continued to mock her, "Of course if you succeed I would be happy to ask your father for your hand in marriage," she was told with a sneer.
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was the night before - and still she couldn't synthesize straw into oil.
From out of nowhere a little man appeared. He looked her up and down and said - 'what will you give me if I synthesize this straw into oil?'
Jeannie said 'I have nothing to give you.'
'Give me that gold necklace around your neck,' the little man told her.
'But that was my mother's necklace. It is all I have to remember her by. Don't ask for that,' Jeannie pleaded.
'What good is the necklace if can't save your life? Do you think the executioner will not slip it from your neck after he shoots you in the back of the head? Would your mother want you to keep the necklace and lose your life instead?' asked the the little man.
'What if you run away after I give you the necklace?' she asked.
He gripped her neck with surprising speed and strength - 'I could take it now,' he said and then let go.
'Take it then,' she said slipping it over her head.
He put the necklace around his neck, and set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and as he worked he began to sing a lullaby. And the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon put Jeannie to sleep.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that the straw had been synthesized into oil.
"A fluke. It could happen to anyone. Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves, and move her in to a larger facility. This time give her more straw!" The president turned to Jeannie, "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state, tortured and executed. Your not getting away that easily. You will need to do it again. I don't know how you did what you did, but you won't be able to do it a second time!"
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was once again the night before - and still she had nothing done.
From out of nowhere the same little man appeared. He looked her up and down and said - 'what will you give me if I synthesize this straw into oil?'
Jeannie said 'I have nothing to give you.'
He said 'Give me that gold ring on your finger.'
'But that was my mother's wedding ring. Don't ask for that,' Jeannie pleaded.
'What good is the ring if can't save your life? Do you think the executioner will not slip it from your finger after he shoots you in the back of the head? Would your mother want you to keep the ring and lose your life instead?' asked the the little man.
'What if you run away after I give you the ring?' she asked.
He gripped her hand with surprising speed and strength - 'I can take it now, just like I could have taken the necklace last night. And I didn't run away last night did I?' and then let go.
'Take it then,' she said slipping it off her finger.
He put the ring on the necklace around his neck, and set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and once again he began to sing a lullaby. And the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon put Jeannie to sleep for a second time.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that even more straw had been synthesized into oil.
"Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves. Now move her in to the largest hangar we have and this time make sure you give her all the straw you've got!"
Just like every other time she was told "Synthesize this straw in to oil for the good of the nation in 30 days, or you and your father could be abducted by enemies of the state, brainwashed, tortured and executed."
First one week passed, then two weeks passed. The third week passed. A few more days flew by, till it was the night before - and still she hadn't been able to synthesize straw into oil.
In the hangar Jeannie busied herself configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers. She couldn't give up. But nothing was working. The straw was being turned in to mud.
Something was missing, but what?
She's seen straw synthesized into oil twice - she knew it was possible. but she just couldn't make it work. there were too many combinations. she couldn't figure it out.
for millions of years humans have survived disasters, jeannie thought to herself, she could survive this small disaster. not an ice age. not a meteor. not a solar flare. not a disease or a volcano or a tsunami. just converting grass into gas. just a few more tweaks and she'd have it. but it's impossible. its too far away.
jeannie, too exhausted to cry slides her back down the side of the machine and puts her head in her arms.
As she was starting to go to sleep a familiar voice says to her 'what will you give me this time, if I synthesize all this straw into oil?'
'I have nothing left. You have taken everything, I have nothing left to give.' she said.
He looks her in the eye and says 'Give me your first child.'
'I couldn't do that. I will not do that. I would rather die than give you my child. What kind of mother would sell her child's life to save her own? Have mercy.' Jeannie pleaded.
'Who knows,' the little man says, 'maybe you will never have a child, what harm can come of it? Anyway you are going to die if you don't give me a child. At least if you give me a child - you will have had a child - a child to pass on your destiny - and your child may have a chance at a better life than you. How can you deny that child their chance at fighting inequality?' said the little man.
'What if I run away after I give birth?' she asked.
'I will hunt you down and kill you, I will kill your child, I will kill every last one of your family, I will kill your friends, and I will kill everyone who ever knew you, until every last memory of you is gone.' he says.
'Take it then,' she said, 'if i have i child it will be yours.'
He then set to work configuring the equipment, programming the computers, feeding the straw into the DNA sequencers, and he began to sing a lullaby. And soon the lullaby, the sound of the spinning separators and the hypnotic pumping of the vacuums soon made Jeannie sleepy. But this time she was ready, and she stayed awake and recorded everything, and finally at long last all the machine was done.
The dawn broke, and the president came and saw that all the straw had been synthesized into oil.
"Good. Put this into my strategic petroleum reserves. Now you will marry me."
Within the year, the president and jeannie had married and a beautiful baby boy was born.
Remembering her promise to the little man, she doubled spending on white house security.
One day the little man appeared and said "Lady, I have come for the child."
But she refused, begged for mercy, and finally threatened to kill the child rather than have the child taken from her.
"I will have mercy on you, with one condition - you have 3 days to guess my name."
Immediately Jeannie dispatched every resource at her disposal out looking for clues, hints and threads.
The next day the little man came and she guessed. But every guess was wrong...
Jeannie redoubled her teams efforts, increasing the bounty placed on the information leading to locating the little man's name.
The next day the little man came again and again she guessed. Again every guess was wrong...
Jeannie redoubled her teams efforts, doubling the bounty placed on the information leading to locating the little man's name.
And finally, improbably, because this is a story, one of her security teams was able to locate the missing link and find out his name.
The little man pranced in, eager to collect his bounty when she bent down and whispered his name.
His fury was so great at hearing her say his name, that he tore himself in two.
The End.
copyright 2007
joshua scott paul
Sunday, January 18, 2009
just some negative thoughts
just some negative thoughts
1. i shouldn't surf http://glozer.net/trendy/ until kids are asleep
2. i shouldn't shout at the kids from the sofa while surfing
3. shouting at them to stop fighting is dumb, painful and depressing and hurts their feelings
4. flying from vancouver to seattle in a q400 dash 8 is depressing. the seats are small. there's no sink to wash your hands. your carry on luggage stays outside. (Danish aircraft (Dash-Q400) crashes during landing - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tu89SIBDizQ, and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Havilland_Canada_Dash_8)
5. carson city, nevada has been surviving for a while. it is depressing. less depressing than the lower east side of vancouver where i work, but whats similar is the feel of legislated poverty
6. the reason i went is to confront my doubts and fears about making a deposit on a heat to electricity machine.
7. the heat to electricity machine exists in a corrugated metal machine shop off the highway with detritus scattered around.
8. inside there are cars, machines, engines, and strangely a PET bottle sorter. we get our picture taken with the 1993 top fuel drag racing car
9. like north korean demonstration villagers, staff have been brought in to fire up a machine so we can see it run and prove that it is alive
10. there are 2 new machines in various states of readiness waiting to go to customers, and one old machine called frankenstein.
11. frankenstein is like an old zoo animal, or a tired, tawdry alien, that is being tortured. compared to the two customer units, frankenstein sprouts analog gauges and a profusion of extra little pipes like a disease.
12. i feel oddly guilty torturing this old machine to prove that it is really able to eat heat and shit electricity
13. the 4 stage natural gas boiler outside is woken up, and we gather around to listen to the pings and clanks as each stage fires up accelerating the water temperature increases
14. the warning siren sounds once, and the machine shakes itself and hisses to life, growling louder and louder as the electricity climbs to 31.4kwh
15. and that's all. there is no climax. no show. the machine runs. the villagers are bored having had to do go through these machines before. i am showed the analog gauges proving its able to extract power. i am showed the computer that confirms what the analog gauges showed. there is a much awe and excitement as an usher showing people to their seats in an 2nd run movie theatre
16. next stop is the factory where two units are being built. 5 more are laid out. but as i here the workers discuss, the vital components are coming arriving soon.
17. each unit is different from the next unit as the are very much a work in progress - improving as more and more units are made
18. next to the main production facility an empty warehouse is being prepared to make the large units. maybe none have been made yet.
19. a bunch of generators for 50kw units wait on pallets in a corner. in another corner the large heat exchangers for the 500kw units wait.
20. i keep repeating to myself that something good could happen.
21. i have called 3 or 4 companies. so far not a good fit. i know i haven't called enough places to give up but i was looking for a good sign.
22. however i will figure out how to extract heat from the oil sands water or the nuclear reactor water.
23. or i will find companies that have the heat and sell them power
1. i shouldn't surf http://glozer.net/trendy/ until kids are asleep
2. i shouldn't shout at the kids from the sofa while surfing
3. shouting at them to stop fighting is dumb, painful and depressing and hurts their feelings
4. flying from vancouver to seattle in a q400 dash 8 is depressing. the seats are small. there's no sink to wash your hands. your carry on luggage stays outside. (Danish aircraft (Dash-Q400) crashes during landing - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tu89SIBDizQ, and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Havilland_Canada_Dash_8)
5. carson city, nevada has been surviving for a while. it is depressing. less depressing than the lower east side of vancouver where i work, but whats similar is the feel of legislated poverty
6. the reason i went is to confront my doubts and fears about making a deposit on a heat to electricity machine.
7. the heat to electricity machine exists in a corrugated metal machine shop off the highway with detritus scattered around.
8. inside there are cars, machines, engines, and strangely a PET bottle sorter. we get our picture taken with the 1993 top fuel drag racing car
9. like north korean demonstration villagers, staff have been brought in to fire up a machine so we can see it run and prove that it is alive
10. there are 2 new machines in various states of readiness waiting to go to customers, and one old machine called frankenstein.
11. frankenstein is like an old zoo animal, or a tired, tawdry alien, that is being tortured. compared to the two customer units, frankenstein sprouts analog gauges and a profusion of extra little pipes like a disease.
12. i feel oddly guilty torturing this old machine to prove that it is really able to eat heat and shit electricity
13. the 4 stage natural gas boiler outside is woken up, and we gather around to listen to the pings and clanks as each stage fires up accelerating the water temperature increases
14. the warning siren sounds once, and the machine shakes itself and hisses to life, growling louder and louder as the electricity climbs to 31.4kwh
15. and that's all. there is no climax. no show. the machine runs. the villagers are bored having had to do go through these machines before. i am showed the analog gauges proving its able to extract power. i am showed the computer that confirms what the analog gauges showed. there is a much awe and excitement as an usher showing people to their seats in an 2nd run movie theatre
16. next stop is the factory where two units are being built. 5 more are laid out. but as i here the workers discuss, the vital components are coming arriving soon.
17. each unit is different from the next unit as the are very much a work in progress - improving as more and more units are made
18. next to the main production facility an empty warehouse is being prepared to make the large units. maybe none have been made yet.
19. a bunch of generators for 50kw units wait on pallets in a corner. in another corner the large heat exchangers for the 500kw units wait.
20. i keep repeating to myself that something good could happen.
21. i have called 3 or 4 companies. so far not a good fit. i know i haven't called enough places to give up but i was looking for a good sign.
22. however i will figure out how to extract heat from the oil sands water or the nuclear reactor water.
23. or i will find companies that have the heat and sell them power
Sunday, January 11, 2009
if war was a game how would kids play hamas and the israel defense force?
if war was a game how would kids play hamas and the israel defense force?
take 900 kids and call them palestinians and tell them to play dead.
take 13 kids and call them israelis and tell them to play dead.
game over.
wasn't that fun for everyone?
take 900 kids and call them palestinians and tell them to play dead.
take 13 kids and call them israelis and tell them to play dead.
game over.
wasn't that fun for everyone?
Thursday, January 08, 2009
hi
hi.
i watched a south korean brothers at war movie about the korean war - online - http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/tae_guk_gi_the_brotherhood_of_war/.
to say that it glorifies war is enough.
brothers are killing each other, each others wives, and each others children.
as they did then, so do they do now.
what i have written, so incomplete, so shallow, so missing the point.
insane.
a monkey / ape gone off it's head - something like that from Ronald Wright's 2004 Massey Lectures.
note:
- did our ancestors die on the battlefields so we could let merchants ruin our planet?
- we fought for freedom so we could be enslaved by fascists dressed up as capitalists?
- captilalism must be rescued from the monarchies of oil and military that hold it hostage
ps - what started so well - http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/charters/bill_of_rights_transcript.html - how did it go so wrong?
pps - why is relegated to the archives and not writ large?
i watched a south korean brothers at war movie about the korean war - online - http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/tae_guk_gi_the_brotherhood_of_war/.
to say that it glorifies war is enough.
brothers are killing each other, each others wives, and each others children.
as they did then, so do they do now.
what i have written, so incomplete, so shallow, so missing the point.
insane.
a monkey / ape gone off it's head - something like that from Ronald Wright's 2004 Massey Lectures.
note:
- did our ancestors die on the battlefields so we could let merchants ruin our planet?
- we fought for freedom so we could be enslaved by fascists dressed up as capitalists?
- captilalism must be rescued from the monarchies of oil and military that hold it hostage
ps - what started so well - http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/charters/bill_of_rights_transcript.html - how did it go so wrong?
pps - why is relegated to the archives and not writ large?
Monday, December 22, 2008
doors to the world of spirit
those who love the universe have opened the doors to the world of spirit for us
they have showed us the miracles of:
1. the big bang
2. the birth of the galaxy
3. the birth of the sun
4. the birth of the earth
5. the birth of our parents
6. our birth
this is heaven
you have your gifts
and they are your ancestors
which stretch back to the beginning of time
one law: life makes more life
one sin: poisoning the future
they have showed us the miracles of:
1. the big bang
2. the birth of the galaxy
3. the birth of the sun
4. the birth of the earth
5. the birth of our parents
6. our birth
this is heaven
you have your gifts
and they are your ancestors
which stretch back to the beginning of time
one law: life makes more life
one sin: poisoning the future
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
evolve or die - a manifesto forward
a new evolution is needed
evolution is critical
- must not rely on faith
- science and evolution is needed to survive
- evolve or die
civilisation collapse - wealth of nations
- ecosystem destruction
- we are nearing the end
- ocean's end
- land's end
- atmosphere's end
- pollutant's end
- population's end
- faith's end
- we have destroyed the world's reproductive power in 5,000 years of
civilisation
bright side
- we are arguably as old as the universe
- we are arguably childern of the big bang, the milky way, our sun, our
planet
- we have survived multiple catastropic events
- chaos hasn't killed us yet
- we haven't killed ourselves yet
room at the bottom
- be the bottom
- we have to go back to the beginning
- rock eaters
- thermovores
- photosynthesis
a new wealth of nations
- ecosystem replication
- bio mimicry and then some
- life creates opportunities for life
- new sustainable energy sources are needed
- the wealth of the old nations is gone
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
since the issue is population control
since the issue is excess population
the solution is:
- birth control
- rewarding fewer or no children
- penalizing families with more than two children
- offering incentives to the elderly to "retire" early
Monday, November 17, 2008
disaster is the result of exponential population growth which causes
disaster is the result of exponential population growth which causes
1. expenses grow to exceed expenses
2. populations grow to exceed ecosystems
3. human societies concentrate power in fewer hands
4. global warming is a result of excess population
5. war is a result of excess population
6. civilization collapse is a result of excess population
7. pollution is a result of excess population
so why is there is excess population?
so that after the coming collapse there will be enough individuals to
carry on the species
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Pirate King Panda
this is a rare photo of king panda when he was a pirate - he was a scourge of the seven seas - he took no prisoners - and sent many ships to davy jones locker. but thats another story.
[Fwd: I've shared a map with you: house paul and trout lake]
-------- Original Message --------
| Subject: | I've shared a map with you: house paul and trout lake |
|---|---|
| Date: | Sat, 15 Nov 2008 01:05:55 -0800 |
| From: | joshuascottpaul@gmail.com |
| To: | joshua@neocodesoftware.com |
I've shared a map with you called house paul and trout lake: You can view and edit this map at http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&hl=en&oe=UTF8&msa=0&msid=112331474791804750058.00045bb624c282f0e8d05
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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
the one good book giving tradition
Hey all - lets enjoy this holiday by celebrating the first even one good
book giving festival!
book giving festival!
Why give one and only one book this holiday between families?
1. good the environment
2. good for the economy
3. good for learning
4. good for the future
5. good for sharing reading as a family
6. good for cooperative reading
7. good for reading alone
8. good for travelling
Entry in the Encyclopaedia Pan Galactica for "the one good book giving
tradition"
and so as christmas season comes closer
let us examine the tradition known as the one good book giving festival
this year, families all around the world are participating in the
ancient one good book giving tradition.
the one good book giving tradition is characterized by families giving
each a book wrapped in "wrapping paper" as a physical object to
symbolize non physical relationships - such as emotional bonds.
this ancient tradition dates thousands of years back, to the year 2008,
in the first 250,000 years of our species.
not much information is available about life at this time, except that
is the year many ancient societies abandoned the old tradition of
consuming vast amounts of resources to symbolize emotional in the
production and destruction of consumer goods.
finally societies found a more environmentally sustainable practice in
the tradition of families giving one good book to each other as a better
way to symbolize emotional ties.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
greatness.txt
keynote
the arc of greatness - movie
what's the difference between good and great
people - coach
customers - make each customers feel special, be the customer
innovation - don't need to managed - common vision - great the right people on the bus
-- how do i feel a bout greg - self managing? self disciplined? self motivated?
dreams
-- grow assets
-- make great web applications software
-- make information free with premium features
-- buy the world healthy
-- work myself out of a job
-- beg borrow buy
innovate
-- what can i do with what i got
-- IT Brokering
-- put together a tips booklet / ebook - hire a ghostwriter (elance, guru)
--- writing, design, layout and press release, summary, talking points, overview, bio
--- monitoring
--- top 10 freeware software for you pc
--- disaster recovery / business interruption
--- how to grow your business with custom software development
--- how to avoid getting stung by contract developers
--- top 10 mistakes companies make with their IT departments
--- top 10 mistakes companies make with software development
-- retail location improvements
--- walk in - traffic - signage on the parking lot and in the building
-- ip telefony - $9000 job, $5k profit
-- free troubleshooting for business market - 1st visit with BEST pitch
-- near free / free tickets for CTs - for what? - $120/3 people
--- they need hosting - ie. replace ACE, and linux admin
--- reselling low cost ecommerce to CT's - looking for higher cost higher margin
--- virtual machines $150/month
--- needed a computer troubleshooters specific (register.com launching - a basic product)
-- low cost backups for hosting - NOT FREE - NOT EXPENSIVE
-- sell it during the assesment
marketing invest - no longer yp
-- julie
-- PR
-- books - $1200 - 2500 per book - press release
-- SEO
-- props - visual - testing
1. proactive - adults - values
2. end in mind - values and goals
3. first things first - urgent vs important
4. think win / win - 3rd alternatives - win / win OR no deal
5. listen to be understood - get connected first with the whole person
6. synergize - value differences - run with it
7. sharpen the saw -
fonality > adtran > commpartners
18,500 vs 14,000 vs 21,000 vs 17,000 vs 43,000
fonality is 6,900
can't leave money on the table
the works with 15 phones is $5,500, base is $995
adtran - edge router, QoS, NAT traversal (1:1, 1:many)
managed switch, CoS 802.1p, VLAN trunking 802.1q (1 cable : 2 vlans (phone, pc))
conference > vendor booth > show speaking
- backup, business interruption, redundancy
my car service manager
goal - owner - service and parts transaction revenue, car financing revenue
goal - publisher - increase service number and value of service appointments for car dealers through lower cost cost customer contact, improved customer scheduling, advance customer payment and upselling
goal - consumer - convenient car service management for improved car performance and long term value through optimal customer contact, improved customer scheduling, advance customer payment
inspirational sites:
www.kayak.com
www.expedia.com
publisher features:
manage customer account
manage customer contact vectors
manage customer drop off and pick up
manage vehicle account
manage vehicle service schedule
manage vehicle service schedule messages
manage vehicle service pricing
consumer features:
manage customer account
manage customer contact vectors
manage customer drop off and pick up
manage customer budget
manage vehicle account
manage vehicle service schedule
the arc of greatness - movie
what's the difference between good and great
people - coach
customers - make each customers feel special, be the customer
innovation - don't need to managed - common vision - great the right people on the bus
-- how do i feel a bout greg - self managing? self disciplined? self motivated?
dreams
-- grow assets
-- make great web applications software
-- make information free with premium features
-- buy the world healthy
-- work myself out of a job
-- beg borrow buy
innovate
-- what can i do with what i got
-- IT Brokering
-- put together a tips booklet / ebook - hire a ghostwriter (elance, guru)
--- writing, design, layout and press release, summary, talking points, overview, bio
--- monitoring
--- top 10 freeware software for you pc
--- disaster recovery / business interruption
--- how to grow your business with custom software development
--- how to avoid getting stung by contract developers
--- top 10 mistakes companies make with their IT departments
--- top 10 mistakes companies make with software development
-- retail location improvements
--- walk in - traffic - signage on the parking lot and in the building
-- ip telefony - $9000 job, $5k profit
-- free troubleshooting for business market - 1st visit with BEST pitch
-- near free / free tickets for CTs - for what? - $120/3 people
--- they need hosting - ie. replace ACE, and linux admin
--- reselling low cost ecommerce to CT's - looking for higher cost higher margin
--- virtual machines $150/month
--- needed a computer troubleshooters specific (register.com launching - a basic product)
-- low cost backups for hosting - NOT FREE - NOT EXPENSIVE
-- sell it during the assesment
marketing invest - no longer yp
-- julie
-- PR
-- books - $1200 - 2500 per book - press release
-- SEO
-- props - visual - testing
1. proactive - adults - values
2. end in mind - values and goals
3. first things first - urgent vs important
4. think win / win - 3rd alternatives - win / win OR no deal
5. listen to be understood - get connected first with the whole person
6. synergize - value differences - run with it
7. sharpen the saw -
fonality > adtran > commpartners
18,500 vs 14,000 vs 21,000 vs 17,000 vs 43,000
fonality is 6,900
can't leave money on the table
the works with 15 phones is $5,500, base is $995
adtran - edge router, QoS, NAT traversal (1:1, 1:many)
managed switch, CoS 802.1p, VLAN trunking 802.1q (1 cable : 2 vlans (phone, pc))
conference > vendor booth > show speaking
- backup, business interruption, redundancy
my car service manager
goal - owner - service and parts transaction revenue, car financing revenue
goal - publisher - increase service number and value of service appointments for car dealers through lower cost cost customer contact, improved customer scheduling, advance customer payment and upselling
goal - consumer - convenient car service management for improved car performance and long term value through optimal customer contact, improved customer scheduling, advance customer payment
inspirational sites:
www.kayak.com
www.expedia.com
publisher features:
manage customer account
manage customer contact vectors
manage customer drop off and pick up
manage vehicle account
manage vehicle service schedule
manage vehicle service schedule messages
manage vehicle service pricing
consumer features:
manage customer account
manage customer contact vectors
manage customer drop off and pick up
manage customer budget
manage vehicle account
manage vehicle service schedule
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Black holes the mother / father of all creation
"Anyway, remember this as well: even though black holes can cause death and destruction on a major scale, they also help galaxies themselves form! So we owe our existence to them."
from -- http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/badastronomy/2008/10/30/ten-things-you-dont-know-about-black-holes/
from -- http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/badastronomy/2008/10/30/ten-things-you-dont-know-about-black-holes/
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Review: Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain (1835-1910) on LibriVox: free audiobooks Read by Annie Coleman
Review:
Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
by Mark Twain (1835-1910)
on LibriVox: free audiobooks
Read by Annie Coleman
http://librivox.org/the-adventures-of-huckleberry-finn-by-mark-twain/
❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ stars
Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
by Mark Twain (1835-1910)
on LibriVox: free audiobooks
Read by Annie Coleman
http://librivox.org/the-adventures-of-huckleberry-finn-by-mark-twain/
❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ stars
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=9P34TweggoI
http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=9P34TweggoI
<meta name="description" content="❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ neo code wordless wonders a series part X thanksgiving copyright 2008 jpaul ME: still 37 years old. canadian-american. suburban two kids and a wife, two cars, a mortgage, beer belly, a computer scientist. YOU: thanksgiving searcher. thanksgiving 2008 what if the sun was my father and the heat from his body made solar winds so powerful that he protected me from radiation allowing me to be alive what if the sun was my father and the light from his body fed my planet which fed me allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother and i missed her so much my mother made an ocean in her belly for me to be born allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother so that when my heart breaks she is with me, running down my cheeks in salty streaks reminding me that i am alive what if the ocean was my mother and she kept me warm when my father the sun was away and she kept me cool when my father the sun made it too hot allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother and she gave me everything i asked for she gives food and clothing allowing me to be alive what if the trees were my aunts and uncles giving me shelter when i needed it feeding me when i was hungry protecting me when i was in danger allowing me to be alive what if the trees were my aunts and uncles breathing in carbon dioxide changing it into oxygen allowing me to be alive what if it was all true true in every way that ever mattered then i would need to give thanks to them for allowing me to be alive wouldn’t i? wouldn’t i need to thank the sun? wouldn’t i need to thank the ocean? wouldn’t i need to thank the trees? how should i thank the sun? should i set fire to the last hours of ancient sunshine? should i fill the sky with smoke to obscure the sun? how should i thank the ocean? should i fill her with plastic refuse? should i inject her with fertilizers creating anoxic dead zones larger than the state of texas? how should i thank the trees? should i chop them all down? no thank you i will keep thanking the sun, the ocean and the trees all the days of my life until every memory of me is gone thanksgiving copyright 2008 jpaul written by joshua paul animated by joshua paul produced by joshua paul music “thanksgiving 2008” performed by joshua paul written by joshua paul copyright 2008 joshua paul all rights reserved performed by the be good tanyas written by page/plant/jones/bonham copyright 2007 joshua paul all rights reserved return to joshua paul"/>
<meta name="description" content="❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ neo code wordless wonders a series part X thanksgiving copyright 2008 jpaul ME: still 37 years old. canadian-american. suburban two kids and a wife, two cars, a mortgage, beer belly, a computer scientist. YOU: thanksgiving searcher. thanksgiving 2008 what if the sun was my father and the heat from his body made solar winds so powerful that he protected me from radiation allowing me to be alive what if the sun was my father and the light from his body fed my planet which fed me allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother and i missed her so much my mother made an ocean in her belly for me to be born allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother so that when my heart breaks she is with me, running down my cheeks in salty streaks reminding me that i am alive what if the ocean was my mother and she kept me warm when my father the sun was away and she kept me cool when my father the sun made it too hot allowing me to be alive what if the ocean was my mother and she gave me everything i asked for she gives food and clothing allowing me to be alive what if the trees were my aunts and uncles giving me shelter when i needed it feeding me when i was hungry protecting me when i was in danger allowing me to be alive what if the trees were my aunts and uncles breathing in carbon dioxide changing it into oxygen allowing me to be alive what if it was all true true in every way that ever mattered then i would need to give thanks to them for allowing me to be alive wouldn’t i? wouldn’t i need to thank the sun? wouldn’t i need to thank the ocean? wouldn’t i need to thank the trees? how should i thank the sun? should i set fire to the last hours of ancient sunshine? should i fill the sky with smoke to obscure the sun? how should i thank the ocean? should i fill her with plastic refuse? should i inject her with fertilizers creating anoxic dead zones larger than the state of texas? how should i thank the trees? should i chop them all down? no thank you i will keep thanking the sun, the ocean and the trees all the days of my life until every memory of me is gone thanksgiving copyright 2008 jpaul written by joshua paul animated by joshua paul produced by joshua paul music “thanksgiving 2008” performed by joshua paul written by joshua paul copyright 2008 joshua paul all rights reserved performed by the be good tanyas written by page/plant/jones/bonham copyright 2007 joshua paul all rights reserved return to joshua paul"/>
Monday, October 20, 2008
move all data off laptop to cloud
images - iphoto to ?
audio - itunes to ?
office documents - to google docs
file storage - hfs to web dav ?
applications - mac os x to x windows ?
audio - itunes to ?
office documents - to google docs
file storage - hfs to web dav ?
applications - mac os x to x windows ?
or
i just signed up for unlimited data backup at mozy.com for $5/month
not exactly same thing but it's in 1 place and it's done.
how much would i pay for a linux virtual workstation:
- remote access via rdp etc
- 250gb drive
- all my audio
- all my photos
- all my documents
- enough applications
- easy to sync photo's and audio
$20 per month
Sunday, October 12, 2008
bbq turkey
bbq turkey
1. cut 15lb turkey in half - length wise
2. marinate overnight in chicken / rib bbq sauce
3. steam turkey in pressure cooker for 1/2 hour, add 1 clove garlic, and 2 jalapeno peppers
4. put turkey on bbq skin side down
5. baste with oil from pressure cooker and more bbq sauce
6. bbq until crispy
1. cut 15lb turkey in half - length wise
2. marinate overnight in chicken / rib bbq sauce
3. steam turkey in pressure cooker for 1/2 hour, add 1 clove garlic, and 2 jalapeno peppers
4. put turkey on bbq skin side down
5. baste with oil from pressure cooker and more bbq sauce
6. bbq until crispy
Friday, October 10, 2008
tortilla pizza
1. cast iron pan
2. 8 frozen tortila
3. 12 squares cheese
4. 1/2 cup salsa
5. 2 ounces of red chili sauce (tabasco)
6. cumin / coriander poweder
7. bake till cooked
8. side dishes - 1 sliced tomato, 1/8 red onion finely diced, 3 shots
blue cheese dressing
2. 8 frozen tortila
3. 12 squares cheese
4. 1/2 cup salsa
5. 2 ounces of red chili sauce (tabasco)
6. cumin / coriander poweder
7. bake till cooked
8. side dishes - 1 sliced tomato, 1/8 red onion finely diced, 3 shots
blue cheese dressing
how the economy works
1. IMAGINE THERE ARE 3 PEOPLE
HANNA, JOSH AND JEANNIE
HANNA, JOSH AND JEANNIE
2.imagine for some reason hanna has all the money and the other two dont
have any money
3.imagine for some reason that of the two people who don't have money,
that both of them want money
4. IMAGINE THAT FOR SOME REASON ONE OF THE TWO PEOPLE ALWAYS WANTS TO
EARN A PROFIT AND KEEP SOME OF THE MONEY THEY TOUCH
5. imagine that the other one can't figure out how to keep any money
play the game like this
1. give 4 sticks to "hanna"
2. put a bucket of sticks far away from "jeannie"
3. now ask all of them if they want more money - listen to each persons
answer
4. now ask "hanna" to ask "josh" if "josh" wants a dollar
5. now ask "josh" to say yes i want a dollar
6. now ask "hanna" to ask "josh" to give the 4 sticks to "jeannie" on
the condition the "jeannie" gives "josh" 6 sticks back when "hanna" ask
"josh" to ask "jeannie"
7. now ask "josh" to ask "jeannie" if she wants 4 sticks
8. now ask "jeannie" to say yes
9. now ask "josh" to hand the sticks to "jeannie" and you can have them
you put pay me back 6 when i ask
10. now ask "jeannie" to take the sticks
11. now ask "jeannie" to play with the sticks
12. now ask "hanna" to ask "josh" for the sticks back
13. now ask "josh" to ask "jeannie" for the sticks
14. now ask "jeannie" to give 4 sticks to "josh"
15. now ask "josh" to ask jeannie for 2 more sticks
16. now ask "jeannie" to get up and look around for sticks
17. now ask "jeannie" to find the bucket of sticks and take 2
18. now ask "jeannie" to give the sticks the "josh"
19. now ask "josh" to give 5 sticks to "hanna"
the moral is - jeannie still has nothing, josh has 1, and hanna now has
five BUT at 1 time jeannie had all the sticks, and at another time josh
had all the money
6. NOW IMAGINE THAT OUT OF 1000 PEOPLE, 1 OF THEM IS HANNA, 11 OF THEM
ARE JOSH, 989 OF THEM ARE JEANNIE
7. BUT SOME HOW hanna is able to keep getting josh to get jeannie to
give josh the money to give to hanna
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Tuesday, October 07, 2008
priests of civilization collapse
1. the priests of rapa nui that demanded ever greater heads be carved for the future properity
2. the pension priests of wall street that demanded ever greater percentages of the economy to protect retirement incomes
2. the pension priests of wall street that demanded ever greater percentages of the economy to protect retirement incomes
how is knowledge power?
i want to know just exactly how my knowledge is power?
so i know that:
1. past civilizations collapse when they exceed their environments
2. past civilizations "priests" demand ever larger sacrifices to bring back past successes
3. the larger sacrifices require increased environmental demands from already weakened ecosystems
4. the weakened ecosystems and the civilizations eating them, have weakened immune systems and are more vulnerable to infection
so i know that:
1. past civilizations collapse when they exceed their environments
2. past civilizations "priests" demand ever larger sacrifices to bring back past successes
3. the larger sacrifices require increased environmental demands from already weakened ecosystems
4. the weakened ecosystems and the civilizations eating them, have weakened immune systems and are more vulnerable to infection
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