"Have no fear that the wine [of my book] will fail, like happened at the wedding feast of Canna in Galilee. As much as I draw from the tap, I will replace in the bunghole. In this way the barrel will remain inexhaustible." François Rabelais (1494–1553)
martes, 18 de febrero de 2014
domingo, 9 de febrero de 2014
POLLUTION, by Tom Lehrer
If you
visit American city,
You will find it very pretty.
Just two things of which you must beware:
Don't drink the water and don't breathe the air.
Pollution, pollution,
They got smog and sewage and mud.
Turn on your tap and get hot and cold running crud.
See the halibuts and the sturgeons
Being wiped out by detergents.
Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly,
But they don't last long if they try.
Pollution, pollution,
You can use the latest toothpaste,
And then rinse your mouth with industrial waste.
Just go out for a breath of air,
And you'll be ready for medicare.
The city streets are really quite a thrill.
If the hoods don't get you, the monoxide will.
Pollution, pollution,
Wear a gas mask and a veil.
Then you can breathe, long as you don't inhale.
Lots of things there that you can drink,
But stay away from the kitchen sink.
Throw out your breakfast garbage and I've got a hunch,
That the folks downstream will drink it for lunch.
So go to the city, see the crazy people there.
Like lambs to the slaughter,
They're drinking the water
And breathing the air.
You will find it very pretty.
Just two things of which you must beware:
Don't drink the water and don't breathe the air.
Pollution, pollution,
They got smog and sewage and mud.
Turn on your tap and get hot and cold running crud.
See the halibuts and the sturgeons
Being wiped out by detergents.
Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly,
But they don't last long if they try.
Pollution, pollution,
You can use the latest toothpaste,
And then rinse your mouth with industrial waste.
Just go out for a breath of air,
And you'll be ready for medicare.
The city streets are really quite a thrill.
If the hoods don't get you, the monoxide will.
Pollution, pollution,
Wear a gas mask and a veil.
Then you can breathe, long as you don't inhale.
Lots of things there that you can drink,
But stay away from the kitchen sink.
Throw out your breakfast garbage and I've got a hunch,
That the folks downstream will drink it for lunch.
So go to the city, see the crazy people there.
Like lambs to the slaughter,
They're drinking the water
And breathing the air.
BUNGHOLE OF THE WEEK: TO SOW ONE'S WILD OATS
The saying
is referring to a European grass species with the formal name Avena fatua, which has for
centuries in English been called wild
oats. Some botanists think it’s the wild original of cultivated
oats. Farmers have since ancient times hated it because it’s a weed that’s
useless as a cereal crop, but its seeds have always been difficult to separate
from those of useful cereals and so tended to survive and multiply from year to
year. The only way to remove it was to tramp the fields and hand-weed it. Even
today it’s still a problem, despite modern seed cleaning and selective
weedkillers.
So sowing wild oats was the
archetypal useless occupation, indeed worse than useless. It’s not surprising
that the phrase sowing wild oats was
applied figuratively to young men who frittered away their time in stupid or
idle pastimes. But there’s a strong sexual association here, too, because the
phrase was often applied, in a more or less indulgent way, and always to young
men, to what was politely referred to as youthful dissipation. The associations
between male sexual activity and sowing seed are obvious enough.
The saying is first recorded in
English in 1542, in a tract by the Norfolk Protestant clergyman Thomas Beccon,
though I’m told that a related phrase appears in the works of the Roman author
Plautus. It’s common in older English literature, no doubt because the image
struck a chord in a society that was still mainly agrarian. Here’s a typical
example, fromLittle Women by
Louisa May Alcott, of 1869: “Boys will be boys, young men must sow their wild
oats, and women must not expect miracles”.
Source: http://www.worldwidewords.org/
Source: http://www.worldwidewords.org/
sábado, 8 de febrero de 2014
viernes, 24 de enero de 2014
BUNGHOLE OF THE WEEK: HEAR STH THROUGH/ON THE GRAPEVINE
The expression ‘through the grapevine’ (or sometimes ‘on the grapevine’) is commonly used to mean ‘unofficially’ rather than through an official announcement, for example ‘I heard it on the grapevine that they’re planning to make some people redundant’. Rumours and gossip are spread ‘on the grapevine’ but why ‘the grapevine’?
The term originated in the USA and comes from the telegraph system invented in the 19th century by Samuel Morse. The system required thousands of kilometres of telegraph wire to be installed, held in place several meters above the ground by telegraph poles placed at regular intervals along the telegraph route. People thought the wires and poles looked like the strings used to train vines so the telegraph lines became known as ‘the grapevine’. During the American Civil War rumours were often spread via the telegraph lines. When people were asked whether a particular story was true, they would often reply ‘I heard it through the grapevine’.
Source: www.onestopenglish.com
Source: www.onestopenglish.com
jueves, 23 de enero de 2014
lunes, 13 de enero de 2014
IT IS ALWAYS NOW, by Sam Harris
it is always now
I actually want to talk
today about death
now most of us do our best to not to think about death
but there's always part of our minds that knows
this can't go on forever
part of us always knows
that we're just a doctor's visit away or a phone call away from being starkly
reminded
with the fact of our own mortality
or of those closest to us
now I'm sure many of you in this room have experienced this in some form
you must know how uncanny it is
to suddenly
be thrown out of the normal course of your life
and just be given the full time job of not dying
or caring for someone who is
but the one thing people tend to realize
at moments like this is that they wasted a lot of time
when life was normal
and it's not just what they, it's not just what they did with their time, it's not just
that they
spent too much time working or or compulsively checking email
it's that they cared about the wrong things
they regret what they cared about
their attention was bound up in petty concerns
year after year
when life was normal
and this is a paradox of course because
we all know
this epiphany is coming
I mean, don't you know this is coming?
don't you know there's going to come a day
when you'll be sick or someone close to you will die
and you'll look back
at the kinds of things that captured your attention
and you'll think, "what, what was I doing?"
you know this, and yet if you're like most people,
you'll spend most of your time in life
tacitly presuming you'll live forever
it's like watching a bad movie for the fourth time
or bickering with your spouse
I mean this, these things only makes sense
in light of eternity
there better be a heaven if we're gonna waste our time like that
there are ways to
really live in the present moment
what what's the alternative?
it is always now
however much you feel you may need to plan for the future
to anticipate it, to mitigate the risks,
the reality of your life is now
this may sound trite
but it's the truth
it's not quite true as a matter of physics, in fact there is no now
that encompasses the entire universe you can't talk about an event
being simultaneously
occurring here and one
at the same moment occurring in Andromeda
the truth is, now is not even well-defined as a matter of neurology because
we know that inputs to the brain
come at different moments and that consciousness is built upon layers
of inputs whose timing to have to be different
our conscious awareness of the present moment is
in some relevant sense already a memory
but as a matter of conscious experience
the reality of your life
is always now
and I think this is a liberating truth about the nature of the human mind in
fact I think there's probably nothing more important to understand
about your mind than that
if you want to be happy
the past is a memory
it's a thought
arising in the present
the future is merely anticipated, it is another thought
arising now
what we truly have
is this moment
and this
and this
and we spend most of our lives forgetting this truth
repudiating it, fleeing it, overlooking it,
and the horror
is that we succeed
we we've managed to
never really connect with the present moment and find fulfillment there because we
are we are
continually hoping to become happy in the future
and the future never arrives
even when we think we're in the present moment we're, we're in very
subtle ways, always looking over its shoulder
anticipating what's coming next
we're always solving a problem
and it's possible to simply drop your problem
if only for a moment
and enjoy whatever is true of your life in the present
this is not a matter of new information
or more information, it requires a change in attitude
it requires a change in the attentiveness you pay
to your experience in the present moment
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