Tuesday – Fodder’s Day Redux

[date Tue, Jun 21, 2011 at 11:45 AM]

PN:

FFT (food for thought) – the Pale Blue Dot:

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February 13, 2010 was the twentieth anniversary of the famous “pale blue dot” photo – Earth as seen from Voyager 1 while on the edge of our solar system (approximately 3,762,136,324 miles from home). Sagan’s words are always worth remembering:

Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every ‘superstar,’ every ‘supreme leader,’ every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.Carl Sagan

An exquisite statement of perspective for all sentient beings, yes? And maybe some progressives / Liberals too. Not sure about Greenies and “the sky is falling!” people.

Despite the clarity and humbling impact of Mr. Sagan’s words, what about the weekend? The Fodder’s Day weekend was excellent for little David Drover. It was a two day celebration for me. I was privileged to BBQ for my daughters and new grandson on Saturday, and Sunday was a Vernon FD “walkabout”. A twofer!

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Thursday – The 300 (With Apologies to Sparta)

[date Thu, Jun 16, 2011 at 12:38 AM]

PN:

I actually watched almost all of a hockey game tonight.

Waiting until the very last game of the very last series before watching appeals to my Anglais generic background – I got to be in on the money shot without any of the foreplay….. such a cheap bastard!

I was impressed.

Speaking of magnificent basterds those athuleets put on an incredible performance. The referees were mostly absent. The crowd was apoplectic at all the wrong moments. Did they even know what was happening?

The post game analysis was 100% hind-sight. The experts were so convincing. So….. why did Vancouver come in SeCoNd??

After absorbing terabytes of information, here is my analysis:

Boston has more red-heads.

I know you’re shocked. Check it out yourself. There you go, you know I’m right….

Information on red-heads can be read here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_hair

Now that you are fully fortified with facts and know that red hair is the rarest, count the red-heads on the Boston roster. QED

Pass this info on to the Canucklehead management.

For those of you weeping bitter tears of rage directed at our American brothers I say “phooey!” – as did Shelly Duvall to Robin Williams in Popeye….

THE BEST TEAM WON.

Here are some funnies and thought provokers to take the edge off – I know your mellow has been harshed. Un-harsh that mellow I say! Mmmmmharshmellowww! Smoor-ish, da?

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