Sometimes you just have to laugh at the insanity around us.
Ever wake up one day to find that you have followed the path laid out for you by those whom love and want the best for you? You realize how much it has helped steer and guide you to the desirable places you are in life. So grateful you are to have had them and their love and counsel! Conversely, have you ever awoken to the fact that you have followed in someone else’s footsteps? Now we’re talking sinister footsteps laid before you like the yellow brick road: satiny and gleaming with a brilliance that seemed so natural and easy to follow, only to learn that you had been duped beyond your wildest comprehension to live and do and believe things you would have never ever in your right mind chosen knowingly? This tale is something akin to the latter. It’s the story of bells.
When I was little I would hear tales of famous inventors who would become so involved in their work, they would forget to bathe and eat, and the way the story was presented seemed to elude that these people were freaks, when in reality I have come to understand they were only excited by what spurred them on—the discoveries of which they stood on the brink. In retrospect I say, “Hooray for them!” There is a reason we don’t hear nearly as many of these type stories any longer, and that reason, of course is the psychological indifference of the bell. You would be shocked at the list of famous people that somehow weren’t ‘saved by the bell’, but, rather, escaped from it.
Roald Dahl: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
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Concerning the officers of the whale-craft, this seems as good a place as any to set down a little domestic peculiarity on ship-board, arising from the existence of the harpooneer class of officers, a class unknown of course in any other marine than the whale-fleet. The large importance attached…
I miss the Far Side!!! Too funny.
(via GOAL: Inapplicable Math | The Differences of US….. Move US to Think) At one point I objected because there was too much memory work, and math is reasoning; not memory. Dr. Ziegler turned to me and said, “Nelson, wake up! That is what we want… a math that the pupils cannot apply to life situations when they get out of school!”
How the beauty of unity stops dictators in their tracks. There is power in one. Unite one with another and create more power FOR America and HER people: WE THE PEOPLE.