You guys can not resolve a simple plain problem for which you have all the facts in hand to do so. So... I would imagine for a problem which you do not have etc. but it is here all before my eyes. Comic. Or fun, has it was said.
Anyway, you are all cooked either.
If anybody of you good people of the first world could send a freezer to the poor pityful third world canibal people, they are badly need it by now. If anybody is interested in importation business of people to chew on they are doing exportation also. They could trade. Thanks for your kind attention.
Leonard is bigger than money
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a little bit will make all the necessary 
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A tribe of canibals is preparing to eat a missionary (another kind of way to say "stop the crap" in body language), but they want to prove him one last time that they care for human dignity and respect in letting him choose the way he will be cooked by allowing him to do a short declaration ; if the declaration is true, he will be rosted. If it is false, he will be boiled. What do the missionnary have to say to save his life? (Yes, there is an answer. You have to find what the good answer is)
This is it.
for the rest, it is only my usual joking
Announcement of last minute : all the people who were previously cooked here, have another life.
This is it.
for the rest, it is only my usual joking Announcement of last minute : all the people who were previously cooked here, have another life.
OK, Tchoco, thank you for the explanation about the whole cannibal business. Is hard to imagine why the cannibal allegory came to your mind in regards with the "cut the crap" request, perhaps that is why I couldn't quite grasp the meaning of your references. I think most of us on this forum are in the age to be quite familiar with the vulgar hippy neosocialism ideas, with most irritating ignorance and abnormal disrespect for human history and culture, finding the most basic needs of human race as prevalent, a fresh idea which would be an idea for our enlightenment. I think that your anecdote in a sense holds the truth-just in reverse-the cannibal has come to town expressing the fresh idea of returning to the life in caves, and as a currency to gather sea shells. The cannibal, or if that is too strong a word,( but it was your choice), the cave man comes to town offering his skills of "little truck driving" and "little gardening" and for his training, skills and labor he wants nothing more than hugs and kisses, not even the sea shells. Everything has to be shared, surely, if my skills go beyond his truck driving and gardening, which perhaps I would possess too, and perhaps I would not need these basic services, than I am really cooked. In this situation, if Linda or I would say, cut the crap- I can drive my own truck and pull some weeds in my garden, we have every right to do so.
This is how I see the picture, don't get me so confused next time, dear Tchoco!
This is how I see the picture, don't get me so confused next time, dear Tchoco!
bee
And Noah waved gladly
From the gopher wood ark
Said goodbye to bee
A ridiculous fark
And Moses turned over
To see this dog Tchoc
"Out of my sight!"
Ignoble fock
Jeremiah saw you
In this vision or dream
Lost and abandoned
You cursing, you scream
And Job was so happy
Even in pain
He wasn't like you
Barren, to blame
Your words are so see through
Simple and bad
Look in your soul
All twisted and sad
Soloman knew you
He was but so wise
Ignored every comment
Maintained his pride
Your cleverness is dead
You have nothing to say
You see I am Boss
And I think I might stay
From the gopher wood ark
Said goodbye to bee
A ridiculous fark
And Moses turned over
To see this dog Tchoc
"Out of my sight!"
Ignoble fock
Jeremiah saw you
In this vision or dream
Lost and abandoned
You cursing, you scream
And Job was so happy
Even in pain
He wasn't like you
Barren, to blame
Your words are so see through
Simple and bad
Look in your soul
All twisted and sad
Soloman knew you
He was but so wise
Ignored every comment
Maintained his pride
Your cleverness is dead
You have nothing to say
You see I am Boss
And I think I might stay
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I just wrote a long response, which mysteriously disappeared into the ethers when I clicked on "Submit" - so now I feel very discouraged because I'm too tired and have too little time and patience to repeat the things I've already done. Just know that I tried earlier, and those of you who know me at least a little will pretty much know what I had to say anyway. It had to do with the difference between "basic needs" to maintain life vs. affordable luxuries, which you can take as high or as low as you want, depending on your particular means.
Apart from that I thanked "BOSS" for including me in his/her poem, and that I am appreciative and flattered by the compliment.
Hugs to all, (and Red Needles all 'round)...
B
(who is hoping this post lands where it's intended, and that the ethers have had enough of my time and energy for today.)
Apart from that I thanked "BOSS" for including me in his/her poem, and that I am appreciative and flattered by the compliment.
Hugs to all, (and Red Needles all 'round)...
B
(who is hoping this post lands where it's intended, and that the ethers have had enough of my time and energy for today.)
Boss wrote:
“…The almighty dollar may reign supreme in 2005, but what about 2010 or 2080? Where will it be? My hope is that it's gone to hell…”
Perhaps. But the reason for this will be the euro currency.
”…Will we see it in our generation? I'm not sure. But the Dylans, Cohens and Morrisons of this world have been 'layin' it down' for forty or more years. They have hope and that's good enough for me…”
Really? And in what way exactly the “Dylans, Cohens and Morrisons of this world have been 'layin' it down' for forty or more years?”
By accumulating millions of dollars in their personal bank accounts and investing them?
(I am not sure about Morrison but your wild “teenage” fantasies about the other two couldn’t have been further from reality)
Dem
(the cynic)
PS) By the way, Boss how old are you?
“…The almighty dollar may reign supreme in 2005, but what about 2010 or 2080? Where will it be? My hope is that it's gone to hell…”
Perhaps. But the reason for this will be the euro currency.
”…Will we see it in our generation? I'm not sure. But the Dylans, Cohens and Morrisons of this world have been 'layin' it down' for forty or more years. They have hope and that's good enough for me…”
Really? And in what way exactly the “Dylans, Cohens and Morrisons of this world have been 'layin' it down' for forty or more years?”
By accumulating millions of dollars in their personal bank accounts and investing them?
(I am not sure about Morrison but your wild “teenage” fantasies about the other two couldn’t have been further from reality)
Dem
(the cynic)
PS) By the way, Boss how old are you?
I have great respect for those who are able to walk away from or renounce wealth. But I do not wish to be judged or have values imposed upon me as to what I should do with money that I earn which is what bothers me about a few posts on this thread. And I do not want to judge or impose values on those who have enormous amounts of money as to what they should do with it.
p.s. Gandhi was not only a man of great moral conviction but also a very canny politician. And a child of history and circumstance. He comes from a trader community (Gujarat) who are known for their sharp business acumen...they operate many small businesses in the US. If he was born in modern-day India there's every chance he would have been a hard-nosed businessman, investing in infotech companies.
p.s. Gandhi was not only a man of great moral conviction but also a very canny politician. And a child of history and circumstance. He comes from a trader community (Gujarat) who are known for their sharp business acumen...they operate many small businesses in the US. If he was born in modern-day India there's every chance he would have been a hard-nosed businessman, investing in infotech companies.
Kush,
Along the same lines as your post, I'd note that both welfare
lines and corporate board rooms contain people of all kinds of character.
It's easy for people to allow prejudices fed by resentment,
jealousy, anger and concepts of self-worth to paint a falsely
monolithic view of either venue. Those who want to aquire wealth
and those that wish to relinquish it are free to do so. No one, though,
has the moral superiority to determine how others should live their
lives.
Along the same lines as your post, I'd note that both welfare
lines and corporate board rooms contain people of all kinds of character.
It's easy for people to allow prejudices fed by resentment,
jealousy, anger and concepts of self-worth to paint a falsely
monolithic view of either venue. Those who want to aquire wealth
and those that wish to relinquish it are free to do so. No one, though,
has the moral superiority to determine how others should live their
lives.
Dem,
If you earned so much in this 'world of money', even if you were a pacifist, believed in love and wrote song and poem about wonder, where would you put it? Would you piss it away in the wind? You see they (like you and me) live in this 'world of money'. There is no escape from its stench. Euros, dollars, gold it doesn't matter. We live bound to an ancient system - no one knows any different. Or has tried any different. Just accept the status quo and ruminate about Pink Floyd's 'Money'.
I like "wild 'teenage' fantasies" Dem - that gives me hope. Who likes being middle aged, middle of the road, cynical. Be 'teenage' anytime and dare not accuse. Children have the grandest imaginations. This absolute factual shit wears thin after 10,000 years or so of civilisation. You need to just let go a bit.
'It's-a-hard-rains-are-gonna-fall', 'I've seen the future brother it is murder', and 'There's no religion here today'. These men are prophets not money makers. They are tribal elders in this fucked up world. Attempting to get the message across. They must realise they don't have much time left and yet still more tours, more albums. And you denigrate them, sneer so smugly at their bank balances, their 'investments'. And what the fuck do you know of Bob Dylan's soul? What do you know of his love for his son? Or Leonard's love for Lorca? Do you reveal your little kitty of cash for all to speculate on. Or do you hide it under your anonymous little pillow like Scrooge. You don't know them as well as I don't. Yet you 'live' on this site criticizing him for his fucking 'investments'. Shame. All because of our 'world of money'.
You think I don't realise what I'm doin'? Trying to eradicate money. I don't have a leg to stand on I know, but you see I gotta try for a few special people I once knew and I gotta try for G-d. My age is of no concern to you.
Kush,
I'm not imposing anything on anyone. If you believe this, that's your drag. I'm merely throwing up ideas.
The point is Gandhi was born in 1869, not 1969. That fact can't be altered. And who knows what he might have done if he was here today; I don't think investing.
If you earned so much in this 'world of money', even if you were a pacifist, believed in love and wrote song and poem about wonder, where would you put it? Would you piss it away in the wind? You see they (like you and me) live in this 'world of money'. There is no escape from its stench. Euros, dollars, gold it doesn't matter. We live bound to an ancient system - no one knows any different. Or has tried any different. Just accept the status quo and ruminate about Pink Floyd's 'Money'.
I like "wild 'teenage' fantasies" Dem - that gives me hope. Who likes being middle aged, middle of the road, cynical. Be 'teenage' anytime and dare not accuse. Children have the grandest imaginations. This absolute factual shit wears thin after 10,000 years or so of civilisation. You need to just let go a bit.
'It's-a-hard-rains-are-gonna-fall', 'I've seen the future brother it is murder', and 'There's no religion here today'. These men are prophets not money makers. They are tribal elders in this fucked up world. Attempting to get the message across. They must realise they don't have much time left and yet still more tours, more albums. And you denigrate them, sneer so smugly at their bank balances, their 'investments'. And what the fuck do you know of Bob Dylan's soul? What do you know of his love for his son? Or Leonard's love for Lorca? Do you reveal your little kitty of cash for all to speculate on. Or do you hide it under your anonymous little pillow like Scrooge. You don't know them as well as I don't. Yet you 'live' on this site criticizing him for his fucking 'investments'. Shame. All because of our 'world of money'.
You think I don't realise what I'm doin'? Trying to eradicate money. I don't have a leg to stand on I know, but you see I gotta try for a few special people I once knew and I gotta try for G-d. My age is of no concern to you.
Kush,
I'm not imposing anything on anyone. If you believe this, that's your drag. I'm merely throwing up ideas.
The point is Gandhi was born in 1869, not 1969. That fact can't be altered. And who knows what he might have done if he was here today; I don't think investing.
Touche'.I'd note that both welfare lines and corporate board rooms contain people of all kinds of character.
It's easy for people to allow prejudices fed by resentment,
jealousy, anger and concepts of self-worth to paint a falsely
monolithic view of either venue.
Some of the finest, most charitable citizens have been CEOs/financiers and some of the worst criminals have been priests. And vice versa too.
Kush, you don't really know a person 'til you know them. Talking to a screen doesn't help much.
Millions of years ago, somewhere in Africa lived mother Eve. She looked different yet was the common mother of us all. She must have had her Adam, or several. These people didn't need gold coins, wads of cash. They followed the seasons, followed game. Ate the fruit, protected their progeny. They met others, lived in groups. The fittest survived. They must have known compassion, especially the child rearing women. The way of life was simple - but there were rules. They were nature people. But it was survival that was paramount; the droughts, wild animals and weather.
Around only 10,000 years ago civilisation arrived. The city-state, the nation-state. With it came many changes. To 'trade' in goods our ancestors worked out codes - thus, money. It is only a recent phenomenon this money when you consider the Earth was born 4.5 billion years ago and the universe 13.7 billion.
This system has many flaws. Too many cheat it or unfairly gain too big a slice of the pie; others don't even know the pie exists. Billions live in this Third World cesspit whilst we spoil ourselves on computers, Alpha Romeos and Chardonnay. It is this disparity of who gets the money - there lies the nub. Why should a girl in Somalia work 14 hour days and get paid a pittance? The system has always been unfair. Kings, queens and nobility 'had' the money almost exclusively. There is such imbalance now with the CEOs of multi-nationals and so on.
Why can't we change it? Use a little imagination. A world WITHOUT money could exist better than one WITH it. Why? Close your eyes and imagine it... You may ask,"but what incentive will people have if they don't work for their money?" The incentive is that they are contributing to something greater than themselves. To our World. The one so tired. So beaten about. In so many dangerous predicaments.
Ah, but to wake in the morning, wash, have breakfast then say to yourself, "I'm going to make a difference today for my kids, for me, for my planet" that would be energising. To shop after work and remember the bad old days with cashiers. You giggle. And Eve would no longer be scared. No more crime...we'd come out of the dark. Into Eden.
Millions of years ago, somewhere in Africa lived mother Eve. She looked different yet was the common mother of us all. She must have had her Adam, or several. These people didn't need gold coins, wads of cash. They followed the seasons, followed game. Ate the fruit, protected their progeny. They met others, lived in groups. The fittest survived. They must have known compassion, especially the child rearing women. The way of life was simple - but there were rules. They were nature people. But it was survival that was paramount; the droughts, wild animals and weather.
Around only 10,000 years ago civilisation arrived. The city-state, the nation-state. With it came many changes. To 'trade' in goods our ancestors worked out codes - thus, money. It is only a recent phenomenon this money when you consider the Earth was born 4.5 billion years ago and the universe 13.7 billion.
This system has many flaws. Too many cheat it or unfairly gain too big a slice of the pie; others don't even know the pie exists. Billions live in this Third World cesspit whilst we spoil ourselves on computers, Alpha Romeos and Chardonnay. It is this disparity of who gets the money - there lies the nub. Why should a girl in Somalia work 14 hour days and get paid a pittance? The system has always been unfair. Kings, queens and nobility 'had' the money almost exclusively. There is such imbalance now with the CEOs of multi-nationals and so on.
Why can't we change it? Use a little imagination. A world WITHOUT money could exist better than one WITH it. Why? Close your eyes and imagine it... You may ask,"but what incentive will people have if they don't work for their money?" The incentive is that they are contributing to something greater than themselves. To our World. The one so tired. So beaten about. In so many dangerous predicaments.
Ah, but to wake in the morning, wash, have breakfast then say to yourself, "I'm going to make a difference today for my kids, for me, for my planet" that would be energising. To shop after work and remember the bad old days with cashiers. You giggle. And Eve would no longer be scared. No more crime...we'd come out of the dark. Into Eden.