Another unnessessary blog for big noses and other organic humans interested in music, evolution, science and spirituality.
Posts to laugh out loud, if it don’t get stuck in your throat…
Das ist nun mal wirklich interessant: Wo stecken hier denn die Fehler?
Ist das eine Ragingagentur? Oder sollte es heissen Rating? Oder ist etwa Fitch falsch geschrieben? Irgendwie bin ich jetzt ziemlich verunsichert. Sicher scheint mir einzig, dass sich die Hochfinanz langsam aber sicher alles und jeden unter den Nagel reisst.
Wer den Waffenhandel kontrolliert, kontrolliert den Krieg. Wer die Börse kontrolliert, kontrolliert die Wirtschaft. Wer die Politik kontrolliert, kontrolliert den Staat. Wer die Schulden kontrolliert, kontrolliert ALLES. So einfach ist das.
Ja, ich weiss, das Foto ist verwackelt: Schuld ist der fahrende Bus, im Ernst! Das Bild hab ich auch nur schnell-schnell editiert, ich bin müde. Aber dennoch, eine kleine Ironie des Alltags.
20’000 Menschen seien’s gewesen an der AKW-Demo heute, hier beim Tagi ist ein kleines Log des Tages in Döttingen zu finden. Auf dem Retourweg gegen Abend dann die grosse Überraschung im Shuttle-Bus:
Hier hängt ein Plakat für ein «Halt Festival» mit garantiertem, geistigem Mehrwert von Comedy über Beach- zu Schlagerparty, uniformes Linedancing für Dummies und – das Beste – alles zum «sparen Sie doppelt»-Preis!
Als Hauptsponsor tritt die AEW Energie AG auf, ein Mitglied der AXPO, wie da steht, welche Betreiberin ist der AKWs Beznau, Gösgen und Leibstadt.
Was will mir das bloss sagen? Etwa, dass die AXPO mit dem aus Kernenergie verdienten Geld auch gute Kultur unterstützt und damit eine Existenzberechtigung hat? «Ohne Beznau kein doppeltes sparen»? Werbung für ein «Linedance der AKWs»? «Strahlende Comedians»?
:dontget:
Ich entscheide mich mal für «AKW-Schla(e)ger am Sonntag», da fühle ich mich just in time angesprochen, trotz meiner pazifistischen Einstellung. Ich hoffe, wir alle haben sie heute erfolgreich geschlagen.
Happy I am not to run the risk to end this way:
I must clarify whether it is a possible to file an intelligence rape suit – because I have to listen to all the babble for months. No escape. I don’t want to change my brain with pressurized air. Poor, poor me.
Some time ago I had some thoughts on how to make football more fun and even more profitable, but they didn’t make it. Or, why don’t they play with just one goal? 22 men, constantly putting it in, one by one, the audience could start scream nonstop «GOOOO…» and ending after 2 hours with «…AAALLLLL!!!». Even hardcore hooligans will be out of puff – no riots, no police, no problems. Ecstasy in perfection!
Or, why not 22 goals: isn’t it unfair that only two of the guys got one? Why not to fairgoal? Yes, and 22 fairballs, nicely color coded: Yellow ball, yellow goal, etc. But, uh, no, that may be to difficult. The intellectuals are needed to shout on the tribune, the word has more than four letters and doesn’t start with «f»: «Gooaaal».
However, I must be grateful to be immune. Thanks, Dad!
What are the earthly brains for fantastic controlling devices! Capable of learning everything. Well, maybe I should exclude the human ones.
Watching this video I just imagined these animals were Palestinians and Israelis, or Chinese and Tibetans, or … you name it.
This all could be so truly fun, if one would be willing to learn!
Well, I know, this may be offending or provocative to some. If so, please blame me in the comments. But I have to ask you this:
He is still free.
What about you?
(geekleft.org, via futur.plomlompom.de)
This perspective just stroke me! To think of one self as free doesn’t nesseserly mean it to be true. On the other hand, being not free physically can’t anticipate to be free. We all know that.
So, again: What about you? Are you?
I found this today in a magazine:
www.publik-forum.de (german)
He: «Now it’s scientifically proven: If Fathers educate children, they become more intelligent!» She: «Who — Fathers or children?»
So it seems we’re on the same level again. Fathers of the new Millennium are working in the household, but the principle stays the same: Higher, faster, further. Fathers evolution ain’t complete yet — they’re still the same old men.
By the way: It’s not your fault, that the world is like it is. But it’d be your fault, if it stays like that…
:oldman:
As a football freak a can’t wait for Euro 2010, so I did some research and came along some very interesting news you’ll want to know! The economically oriented think tank „Profeetball“ found out that with some new, interesting rules sales could be doubled by minimum!
So they asked: If football falls flat, why not play with flat fool footballs to kick off the business? With less injuries estimated, insurance rates will be massively lower, slow runners catch more balls and even chinese manufacturers should have no problems with quality control.
So less expenses and more turnover will follow. Governments already pays for infrastructure, tax exemption should follow for Euro 2012, making it the perfect event: Circuses for all, bread for some and profits for a few.
But that’s not all: Bala Fuss, a Swiss member of the think tank, brought in another idea. Since flat building land will become rare and expensive in future they plan alternative football pitches:
The idea is, all 22 player walk the street at the bottom, kicking upwards. The team making a goal has to run up and down as many times as they have scored goals yet. This new kind of fairplay aligns with the marketing trend of fairtrade, fairtravel, fairvote, fair whatever. So less trained, cheap or child teams have a chance too.
To lean in the „fair“ trend to polish UEFA image some more, used foolballs should be donated to help feed the world.
But Mr. Fuss stated that content must be delivered by NGOs. Development aid for stockholders eats up all of UEFAs excesses. The possibility of child work could be met with the slogan „children help children“.
Ain’t that big news? There’s a whole new world of football awaiting! Speaking of the future: A new discovery proofs the beginnings of football:
According to the newest historic researches where ancient men kicking each others balls to pay tribute to the last man standing. It took some centuries and some women’s heads until they started team playing with two „real“ balls, but since men are overstrained in multitasking they could only manage one — so football was born. In American football some ancient rules seems to have survived and are considered as proof.
Now it will be a question of time until the new political correctness from subway stations will influence football. Possibly a player then will ask a member of the other team kindly «Could I get the ball, please?». On negative answer the whole first team will kick balls on the questioned player, while the audience goes nuts. It’s called „back to the roots“!
Personally I wouldn’t mind to hand out clubs to players, even to the audience. This could speed up natural selection on mankind.
(Pics: pixelio.de)
Just found this very interesting site: Science Museum England. It’s very well done with a great look and feel. This applies also to this beautiful game:
If you loved playing Leco Technic, you’ll love Launchball too! Having fans, batteries, switches, copper, magnets, mirrors, beams, jumppads, heaters, iceblocks, escalators etc. at your hands, you’ll have to guide a ball in its goal. If you like, you can create your own levels and share them with others. Perfect to tinker a little while.
But be warned – CAUTION: If you click this link above, say goodbye for the next two hours. If not, you never were a true Lego master. 😉
Hello, today’s Blog Action Day! So here’s my post. Since it’s about environment and I thought there are so many experts better than me out there, I’ll write a nice little tale. Well, finally it got a bit oversized, because I tried to tell this and to tell that too, and those points seems important, and so on. There are no Karl-May-like lengthy descriptions, but our little friend stumbles from one adventure into the next before he reaches his destiny.
So I hope you take your time and enjoy the reading! However, I had fun writing it. And please leave a note. 🙂
Once upon a time there was a lonesome Dollar. It was not very beautiful – more the average type of a green printed piece of paper. He was very ambitious and wanted to make more out of his live. So he decided to go out into the big, wide world to see it all – and to become more beautiful, as every dollar wants to be.
By chance he found himself in Indonesia. He remembered that rainforest is considered as a good place to become more beautiful – for the price of only one tree. «There are so many trees» he thought, «nobody will miss it if I’ll take one».
Short time later he felt more beautiful because it had taken the trees beauty and Dollar was very pleased with himself. But, on the other hand, he felt no longer independent. «Doesn’t matter» he told himself matter-of-factly, and was magically drawn along with the tree over the ocean to America.
He never looked behind and so he couldn’t see all the other dollars hunting for beauty in the woods and the trees vanishing one by one. Very quickly the rainforests was cleared of trees – which enhanced neatness and visibility of the environment enormously – and also in making Dollars more beautiful. Problem was, once the forests were deserted, no dollars came anymore. People in now raindesert-countries started to fight each other out of frustration and lack of education to free themselves from their anger. Many times their leaders told them to do so because they feared the powers from the poor. And as long as they fought each other, they wouldn’t fight the leaders.
In America, in the meantime, the tree had ended up as a door case. Our dollar was owned by an international habitation proprietor, now ten times more beautiful. Although he was not free anymore, he had a good life and enjoyed his beauty. To become even more beautiful, he was sent to Germany: There were low cost housings for sale and they promised much beauty. After some home-improvement projects that made the workers sweat, Dollar pocketed his first slice of beauty.
Then the buildings were sold again and our dollar got his second slice of beauty. He returned to America twenty times as beautiful as when he arrived in Europe. Again he didn’t look back and therefore couldn’t see the tears of families which didn’t find a payable flat anymore. And those who could afford high lease prices had to live in energy wasting houses full of toxic materials. It paid the most beauty – for Dollar.
This is one where people are of two minds I think. Even my own splits in two here. Can a junkyard bear a historical meaning? And if yes, should it be cleared due to environmental protection?
Well, the story is this: In the years from 1933 until 1975, when his son took over his business, Walter Messerli dealt second hand spares. He parked the remaining car wrecks in his backyard, where they are still today. Now a local curt decided that the area has to be cleared because of pollution. Now there’s a pool forming to save this ‚Historical Junkyard‚.
You know, I want cars with combustion engines abolished. I would stand in the first row! But when I see this pictures – there’s something intriguing and I’m sort of glad I don’t have to make the decision. Click ‚continue reading‘ to see more pics and tell me what you think.
Hey y’all!
Long time no read! Since there’s so much meaningless writing on the web I’ll add some too – I mean, maybe for you, but not so for me :D!
I’ve got three (3!) full weeks on holiday! 😀
Cheers!
Since I didn’t got inspired by something spectacular, I post here some links to little games thar you can play online. Some requires plugins like Shockwave, which you may have to install or update to make fun of it.
Have fun with these and let me know which you like most. On http://www.playit.ch you can find tons of games – most are some kind of stupid… you know 😉 . Also, please post in the comments if you know some good sites for a short break.
Well, yeah, two planets met somewhere at the edge of the universe.
«Hi!» said the first.
«Hi…» – «Hm, you look sick. Everything ok?»
«I’ve got humans.» – «Oh, that’s really disgusting.»
«For a short time they were really itchy !»
«So don’t worry, that bodes well» said the second, encouragingly, «it’ll be over in no time then…!»
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Got it from this Blogs comments (german).
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Edit: Found this on eskira.tumblr.com