NROL-65 spy satellite launch

Today at 6pm there is a new spy satellite USA-245. It's part of program KH-11. It has NRO Launch Code 65. Launched from Vandenberg Air Force base using America's largest rocket - the Delta IV Heavy. Cost to launch $435 million. Theoretical ground resolution 15 cm.

More.

Paintings

Museums: the Metropolitan Museum of Art, LACMA, the National Gallery of Art, and theWalters Art Museum, etc. have begun offering high-resolution images for download, but many other museums offer only thumbnail images, watermark their images, prohibit downloading, or simply keep their collections offline.

One hand clapping

Does the tool use the hand or the hand use the tools?
(English bowmen bone spurs)

Did the horse spread the Horde or the Horde spread the horse?

Did the potato spread the people or the people spread the potato?

Are the planet's fossil fuels shaping humans or are humans shaping the planet with fossil fuels?

a painting you want

a hires painting
a huge painting - 10 feet tall by 30 feet wide

but not a painting - a photo

not a photo - a portrait

not a portrait - many portraits

like this - which is from LACMA - "A Street Scene with Knife Grinder and Elegant Couple" by Jacob Duck

dream
- 1 gigapan pan epic
- 1 compatible camera - http://gigapan.com/cms/support/camera-compatibility

this one

chosen from here

after comparing here

using this tool

not this one

and then printed on archival canvas using archival inks

joy

In one life
How many joys or wishes can I have

Can I fall in love
Can I eat enough
Can I beat my opponent
Can I marry my love
Can I see my children grown
Can I see my grandchildren
Can I build a house
Can I make a fortune
Can I win big
Can I be well known and respected 
Can I discover something new
Can I solve an unsolved riddle
Can I be first
Can I be the fastest
Can I go the furthest
Can I go the highest or deepest


For those that want 
Can I be full
can I be loved
Can I be warm
Can I be well
Can I be free
Can I be free of torture
Can I be free from worry and anxiety
Can I rest
Can I sleep
Can I see tomorrow
Can I see another sunrise or sunset 
Can I walk or see or smell or hear
Can I wakeup
Will anyone find me

Rumpelstiltskin

The king has no queen

The king has no heir

The king is seeking a queen

A father betrays his daughter

His daughter has the power of transmutation 

Was the fathers life threatened so he offered his daughter instead?

Willing or not she is brought before the king

Transmute or your father shall die

The king knows all too well how to get his way

Why does the king care whether she can perform or not?

He seeks a wife to bring an heir.

He has made a bargain with the father that must be fulfilled.

Perhaps it is true - what a wife she would make if could transmute.

He prepares to arrest her father.

She is taken to her quarters - luxurious but still a prison - and shown the material to transmute.

Once alone she cries since she knows she can't transmute and her father will die, and then she will have no family and she will homeless.

From out of nowhere a stranger appears.

The stranger offers to help if she is willing to make a trade.

She agrees. She will do anything.

The stranger proposes to do the transmutation in exchange for a piece of her personal property like a shoe, or a book or pencil.

She agrees and falls asleep before she can see the stranger work.

The king is stunned.

Why doesn't he marry her now? Why make her perform again?

He doesn't trust her.

He doesn't trust she will transmute after marriage.

He wants to see what she did.

He summons her and tells her she must perform again.

That test was too easy - the quantity was too small.

Now the king has no intention of arresting her father.

However he intends to keep his daughter.

He has her moved to larger more luxurious quarters and supplies her with more raw material.

This time he doubles the guard and has spies watching and listening.

The girl does not weep but is worried when she sees that the guard has been doubled.

But she has nothing to fear.

Around midnight there is a wind in the room and all the candles are blown out and the stranger is holding her and whispering in her ear.

This time she must trade one of her intimate personal property like her ring, her ear ring or necklace.

She quickly agrees and bites her tongue to avoid falling asleep but it is no use.

The king is relieved that she was successful - he is falling in love.

However when he finds out all his spies saw nothing he is angry he has been tricked and demands she transmute again.

At this point she has an idea about her value to the king and offers to make a trade with him.

She offers to transmute one more time if he agrees to marry her.

He has many emotions but since he wanted to marry her anyway he accepts.

However he wants some small revenge on her for trapping him.

Also he want his spies to find out how she is transmuting.

So he has her taken the largest and most opulent bedroom - his own.

He has it filled with raw material and goes to sleep down the hall.

Triple the guards are posted and double the spies are deployed.

With more confidence than ever before she enters her new quarters.

She sits and waits. She isn't worried.

The stranger will come.

An hour goes by.

And then another.

Now she is nervous.

And then another.

What if the stranger doesn't come.

And then she can see a sliver of the morning sun.

Now she is sobbing - she knows her father is a dead man.

And then she stops.

She will face her destiny - if she has to watch her father die so be it.

She is thrown to the floor.

The whole palace is shaking and she can't see anything.

The stranger is there, next to her on the floor.

Give me your first born and I will transmute.

Without hesitating she agrees.

Within several months they are married.

Within a few more she is pregnant.

A letter on her night table in her private apartment - only two words - first born.

She summons her personal guards and swears them to secrecy.

Her baby born she is in the nursery, her guard waiting outside.

The stranger is there when she turns around and demands the child.

She bargains with the stranger what can I do to keep my child.

The stranger tells her she would need to guess his name.

The queen sends her soldiers everywhere.

One of her soldiers find the stranger singing a victory song.

The stranger returns - did you find my name?

The queen sings rumpstiltkin.

And with that the stranger turns into a cloud of smoke and disappears.

Lost or power or control

Happy thought

What's my happy thought

I wanted to be a father

Peter Pan

From movie Hook

So many ways people try to control you

- school

- games / sports / stories

- achievement

- acquisition / collecting

- fear of not growing, selling

- cities are tornados of distraction

- celebrity

My happy thought:

I would invent something amazing and useful that everyone would use to make the world better

Value price eroded to utility price by supply and demand

New movie is rare and unique
Old move is commodity

Be unique
Be rare
Be value

What was I doing?

I was looking to buy something.
I wanted something new.
(The Keurig K-cup disposable single use coffee maker.)

Why?
To feel better

Why would buying feel better?
Because my life in someone would be better than before.
Because I would have something new.
Because I would have something to look forward to.

Then I thought - me too.
I want to make something new.
I want to make something that people are excited to buy.
I want to make something that people are looking forward to buying.
I was filled with passion.

And then I remembered listening to a documentary on the radio.
The documentary interviewed a scientist who said that differentiated us from animals was cumulative cultural evolution.

Which is what?
It is another way of saying we are not satisfied and want something better.

How?
I am not content to follow the ways of tent dwelling parents I will build a house. I am not content to hunt sheep, I will domesticate them.

Why?

Pay offs. Competitive advantage - more breeding.

Examples
Christianity and atheism
Innocent until proven guilty and the jury

Property rights and the corporation
Welfare and Medicare

All example of cumulative cultural evolution

And? So what?

Civ fail?
Profit?
Why software must update.
Why hardware must rev.
Why cars have years.
Why tv shows have seasons.

Will the IRS claim FBAR penalties to first dual citizen filers?

http://www.irs.gov/newsroom/article/0,,id=250788,00.html

6.  Possible penalties for failure to file FBAR


Taxpayer had a legitimate purpose for maintaining the foreign accounts, there were no indications of efforts taken to intentionally conceal the reporting of income or assets, and no tax was due.  Taxpayer’s explanation for why he failed to timely file an FBAR appears reasonable in view of the facts and circumstances of the case.  Since the IRS determined that the FBAR violation was due to reasonable cause, no FBAR penalty will be asserted.




However


http://www.taxpayeradvocate.irs.gov/userfiles/file/2011_ARC_MSP%2012.pdf


page 227:



While the IRS-released fact sheet is helpful, it has not been vetted like changes to the IRM or items published in the Internal Revenue Bulletin, and the IRS would be the first to point out that taxpayers generally cannot rely on fact sheets and press releases. 


What else do I need to know?


http://renounceuscitizenship.wordpress.com/2011/12/18/update-on-the-irs-fs-for-u-s-citizens-and-dual-citizens-living-outside-the-united-states-no-additional-relief-for-canadians/#more-714


Ms. Sereti is the chief architect and is in charge of the Offshore Voluntary Disclosure Initiative (OVDI).

• Penalty abatement for Canadian residents participating in the OVDI is available only if the taxpayer “opts out” of the program and successfully argues that he had “reasonable cause” for failing to file the returns.

• The IRS is aware of the problems caused by including registered retirement savings plans (RRSPs) in the OVDI penalty computation.

• The IRS is on the lookout for taxpayers who attempt to bring their unfiled returns current by using “quiet disclosure” and those who attempt to resolve their filing obligations in this way will face harsh penalties.”

As an american by birth living in a foreign country, how many documents do i have file to the IRS?

http://www.crevelingandcreveling.com/blog-list/104-for-american-expats-us-tax-form-checklist.html

1. Form 8938 (New)—Statement of Foreign Financial Assets. This is a new tax form that is required for some U.S. citizens who are foreign residents. U.S. expats need to file Form 8938 for tax year 2011 if their filing status is Single, Head of Household, or Married Filing Separately, and they had more than $200,000 in aggregate foreign assets on the last day of the year or $300,000 at any time during the year. For U.S. expats who file Married Filing Jointly, the threshold limits for filing are higher―you need to file Form 8938 if you have aggregate foreign assets of $400,000 on the last day of the year or $600,000 at any time during the year. For more information on Form 8938, see "Some Good News for U.S. Expats on FATCA and Form 8938."
2. Form 8621—Information Return for Passive Foreign Investment Company (PFIC). If you own shares in a Passive Foreign Investment Company (such as a foreign-domiciled mutual fund, offshore investment scheme, or resident country tax-deferred fund), you're required to file Form 8621 for each PFIC in years that you have a realized gain or distribution for that fund. However, it can also be advantageous to you to file this form annually. That way you can elect the method that you'd like used to calculate tax on your PFIC income. If instead you wait to file Form 8621 until you have realized gains or distributions, you'll have to accept the IRS's punitive default method of calculating tax on your investment return.
3. Form 2555—Foreign Earned Income. If you qualify, you may be able to exclude foreign earned (salary) income of up to $92,900 for 2011, as well as potentially exclude or deduct housing costs using this form.
4. Form 1116—Foreign Tax Credit. If you've paid foreign taxes on foreign income (either from your salary or investments) and you haven't otherwise excluded the income from your U.S. taxes, you may be able to take a credit against any U.S. taxes owed by filing this form.
5. Form 5471—Information Return of U.S. Person with Respect to Certain Foreign Corporations. If you're a shareholder of a Controlled Foreign Corporation (CDC), you must file this form. A foreign corporation is generally classified as a CDC if you own 10% of the shares or control 10% of the voting rights. American expats who own foreign registered businesses or significant stakes in restaurants, bars, or other companies may need to file this form.
6. Form 926—Return of a U.S. Transferor of Property to a Foreign Corporation.Generally, you'll be required to file this form in the year you transfer cash, assets, or property (tangible or intangible) to a foreign corporation. U.S. citizens either just setting up and providing initial capital to a foreign business or injecting fresh capital/new assets to an existing business may need to file this form.
7. Form 8865—Information Return of U.S. Persons with Respect to Certain Foreign Partnerships. If you're a partner in a foreign partnership with five or fewer U.S. partners who each own 10% or more interest and in aggregate have more than 50% of the partnership, you may need to file this form to report income and transactions between you and the partnership.
8. Form 3520—Annual Return to Report Transactions with Foreign Trusts and Receipt of Certain Foreign Gifts. This form is used to report transactions you may have with foreign trusts, as well as if you receive large gifts from foreign persons (greater than USD 100,000), or corporations or partnerships (greater than USD 14,375 for 2011).
9. Form 3520A—Information Return of Foreign Trust with a U.S. Owner. If you own a foreign trust you need to file this form to provide information about the trust, its U.S. beneficiaries, and anyone who's treated as an owner of any portion of the trust.
10. Form TD F 90-22.1 Report of Foreign Bank and Financial Accounts (FBAR). If you own or have authority over a foreign financial account, including a bank account, brokerage account, mutual fund, unit trust, or other types of financial accounts, and the aggregate value of all foreign financial accounts is over USD 10,000 at any time during year, you're required to report the account each year to the Department of the Treasury. Please note that this form is still required even with the introduction of Form 8938 described above.

if i have never filed us taxes, how many years should i file?

http://www.irs.gov/newsroom/article/0,,id=250788,00.html

1.  U.S. income tax return filing requirement


Generally, you only need to file returns going back six years.

birthday wish

one Java Chip Frappucino ($4.75)

plus 16 shots of espresso($12)

a shot of soy milk(.60)

a drop of caramel flavoring(.50)

a scoop of banana puree($1)

another scoop of strawberry puree(.60)

a few vanilla beans(.50)

a dash of Matcha powder(.75)

some protein powder(.50)

and a caramel and mocha drizzle to cap it off(.60)


total :$26.30

dream

walk with an architect - tent house - complain about salary - it starts to rain - the fires stay lit

married to a beautiful girl that loves you like crazy

because you feel inadequate / not worthy of being loved that much

you have done something desperate

the police are the in the neighborhood and have been in the building where you live

you need to move

but she is sick, having stomach pains - the doctor has come and told you she can't travel

the eyes lament, the joy of the ear

from sense nonsense.
from nonsense sense.

23

the eye of providence in glory watches
over all the days of our lives

one

does the eye have its fill of seeing?

men dead at least 2000 years don't know

solomon likely didn't write those words

but

change, age, decay

we don't get older

before but now

before I was that but now I am this

before I was hungry but now I am full

before my eyes had not seen enough but now they have seen enough

before my ears had not heard enough

before my tongue had not tasted enough

what?

there is no plot twist? no new ending I need to wait for?

sigh

wealth
power
fame
even wisdom

it is too much for me

I prefer to be still

and remain at the centre

ha! don't believe it

breathe and believe it

put the hurry down
put the fear down
put the resentment down
put the regret down

and be

but

one

23

evolution

evolution gave mammals big brains to support our noses (earliest mammal brains endocasts created by new imaging tech)

evolution gave homo erectus the ability to make stone tools almost 2 million years ago

we can brachiate

we don't make vitamin c

we walk on two legs - for long distance travel

we sweat - for endurance hunting

about me

about 20 years ago my dad died when the plane he was going to work in crashed in nanaimo Harbour, burst into flames, and sank.

reports say he helped survivors out of the plane.

they recovered my father's burned body from the ocean floor.

they found the skin of other passengers under his finger nails from trying to claw his way out.

since he died I was unaware that I blamed myself for not being able to save him.

this is character development.

it is so simple.

one day the world is black.

then the character learns something that changes his life.

he learns the world is white, like I did, once I realized I had been blaming myself for his horrible death, and knowing that, I knew I didn't have blame myself anymore.

pink martini memories

keeping too much words inside of me
never can speak
nobody can knows

just feeling..
simple but so difficult

funny sayings

saw this on a bumper sticker:
I haven't been the same since that house fell on my sister.

saw this on a sign on a lady's desk in an office:
I can please only one person per day.
Today is not your day.
Tomorrow isn't looking good, either.

saw this on a bumper sticker:
one fry short of a happy meal

catan tiles

1. http://ryanschenk.com/2010/11/settlers-of-catan-tiles/
2. http://www.imgh.us/ocean.svg
3. http://www.flickr.com/photos/joshuapaul/5650007797/in/photostream
4. http://zoom.it/eX13

loss, less, missed, past, going, gone.

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

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?

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.

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 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.

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

living in harmony with nature

1. using fossil fuels
2. comfort fiction
3. comfort food

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)
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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...

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

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?

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 jalapeños
put lots of water

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?

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

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.

safety

depression is oppressive

this has been one the greatest bull markets

I don't deserve it

yes I do

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.

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.

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?

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

when will the US cross the rubicon?

sooner or later the US will move from being a democracy to something
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?

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

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

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.

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

Plan

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Imperfect vessel broken cup

I woke up from dreaming on Wednesday knowing that prisons were a
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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

what geeky thing is this a representation of?

what geeky thing is this a representation of?
Originally uploaded by joshuapaul

i love this - of course i made it!

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.

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.

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.

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

broken

Evolution broken
Traits maladptive
Environmental bankruptcy
Economic bankruptcy

Fish stocks
Oil stocks
Affluent consumer stocks
Investor stocks
Arable land stocks

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 ]

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

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.

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.

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:

March 24, 2009

Mr. Joshua Paul
E-mail:  Joshua@neocodesoftware.com

Dear 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 General

pc:     The Honourable Wally Oppal

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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: :-)

part X thanksgiving

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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 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
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