Metropolis Restored

If you want to know what one species can accomplish during its reign of/over/above the environment, read. For instance:

1. Fear and Loathing: On The Campaign Trail '72 by Hunter S. Thompson, (c) 1973 Grand Central Publishing
2. Stones into Schools: promoting peace with books, not bombs, in Afghanistan and Pakistan by Greg Mortenson, (c) 2009 Viking Penguin
3. The Imperial Cruise: a secret history of empire and war by James Bradley, (c) 2009 Little, Brown and Company

Thanks to: UBC: Samantha, Shirley, Brittany, Becka, Dana, Pat, etc.; Bubba's; Timmy at Hardee's; Sonic; HSV Int'l Airport

It's so easy to manipulate the general populace's subcultural ignorances that I'm embarrrrrrassed for my species. Should I be? Ten thousand years one way or the other reveals few significant changes at larger scales. So little to show, so much to talk about.

I'll talk about local timescale events we easily understand.

Glad Nicholas is doing well, Chestney is on schedule to set a family first and Maggie juggles her work/school/play schedule like a pro.

If you're going to compose an epic for all ages, it won't translate into any one language specificationalleyway well. Like trying to understand the mindset of a socially maladjusted psychopath (the way John Curran and Casey Affleck met in a director's vision in "The Killer In Me").

Why did Gates go to China? Why did another meeting take place that was agreed not to be published or journalised in real time?

Business is business. How many contracts never reach a newspaper, blog or tweet? Almost all of them.

I don't worry about the regular flow of money. I concern myself with where we need to anticipate the logjams in the spring a decade from now and which wooden houses will survive a thousand years. Ten thousand years later, it'll be hard to see anything of concern today anyway.

Rewrite the past all we want but call it entertainment, not history.

Write the future and only call it happiness and hope. Apocalypse and fear are for our animal ancestry.

Or are they?

Are we but social animals, clever with vocalisation manipulations backed by thought accumulations?

If only I could translate the future into the social framework of today...

We'll see.

It's Saturday. Let the games begin. Play ball!