This is a real life story I hear from my father. In the workshop where he worked decades ago there was a young apprentice that everyone called ‘Idiot Fu’. This Fu fella earned that nick-name because of the many foolish things he did. Once he tried changing the amount on his pay check but was ‘caught’ by a bank officer when he tried to cash it. The bank reported the attempt back to his company bosses but they ‘forgave’ him because they figured it was really not his fault. He was just plain stupid.
And on another occasion, he wanted to leave early from work. So during lunch break when no one was around, he turned the hands of the workshop clock ahead and thought everyone would not notice and leave early with him! Of course, his bosses and supervisors had wrist watches. As usual, he got his usual ‘scolding’ and things just went back to normal – to wait for our Idiot Fu to do his next ‘act’.
If you are idiotic enough, you really do get away with many things. Many people will just laugh it off and move on. In fact, I can remember Idiot Fu so well precisely because he was so idiotic. So if you are an idiot, you should aim to be Idiot Fu like. George Bush and his goons really remind me of that. And boy, they will be well remembered for sure…
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/3443627.stm
Saturday, January 31, 2004
Who to Blame for Bird Flu?
According to the New Scientist, they suspect this year’s bird flu started in China as a result of a mass vaccination exercise gone sour when chickens in China were vaccinated following a bird flu epidemic in Hong Kong a few years ago. The Chinese government denied the allegation and strongly protested the irresponsible reporting of the weekly.
Those of us aware of the Story of Nolah would understand why the Chinese government may have a case. You see, according to the Nolah-likes, there is no such thing as evolution. Every thing that exists around us had been there since the beginning when God created everything and Nolah’s family were the only humans saved from a later ‘big flood’ by our fella Nolah himself.
So, Chinamen must be descendants of Nolah’s incestuous family and should therefore be preceded by the bird flu virus which existed from the very beginning. Of course, this assumes the following:
1. that Chinamen are humans.
Since we know many Chinamen claim they are Nolah-likes, Chinamen must be humans (anyone want to ‘arg’ with that? How about you Dolahs out there?)
2. the concepts of time and precedence holds true in Nature all the time.
Since the Nolah storybook did not say that these concepts are false, we have no basis to think so (this is the logic of IBBDNSSCSSL or ‘if Boss’ Book did not say so, cannot say so lah’). In addition, if time and precedence do not ‘pakai’, the New Scientist has no basis to be sure China’s vaccinations a few years ago caused the bird flu now.
There you have it, the New Scientist is wrong to blame the flu on the Chinese. Someone else is responsible but we can be sure it is not the Chinamen. I really give up on those ‘scientist’ fellas. They never accept such simple and neat explanations to things. And those silly fools are still mucking around everyday trying to find so-called ‘vaccines’ which they claim are slightly mutated and less fatal/virulent versions of the actual virus that they think when injected into humans will cause their bodies to produce anti-bodies against the actual culprit. (If you wonder why those stupid scientists should not waste time on that, it’s because mutation is the cornerstone of evolution and that’s not possible according to our Nolah-likes. Which is why when those Nolah-likes have a flu they don’t go to the scientists but go to the doctor! Hey, there’s a lot of difference, OK.)
By the way, how come Chinamen look different from other in-bred descendents of Nolah if there is no such thing as evolution? Aw, silly question, only fools say they are different. The only thing different is their names but even then it is just the ‘unimportant hind part’ where you find irrelevant terms like ‘Tan Ah Kow’ and ‘Chin Ah Beng’. And if you focus on the ‘most important’ front part of their names (you know, front means most important according to the precedence theory), they are all the same.
No? Let’s not quibble over that.
Actually, I left this out from our Nolah story. Once when an off-spring pair of Nolah was practicing their incestual kung fu, the father over-did the hops and chases. Which was why the mother over-heated. Which was why the Negroes were overcooked black and their hair permed. That also explains why Negros run and jump better than other humans (you better be able to run fast for the air cooling to work).
The Indians were luckier, their parents were either less enthusiastic or discovered Yoga to cool themselves down. So their mother’s temperature was lower and Indians only black but hair no perm.
The Caucasians were conceived while their parents were holidaying in the North Pole where the colder weather compensated for the mother's over-heating, and they liked the color of the polar bear.
And the Chinamen? Hah, this one more high tech! Their parents were holidaying in a region known as the Yellow Sea which is in between North Pole and India, so color also in between. They also discovered plastic surgery that they employed to pull back the skin just behind the eyes of their kids to produce the slit eyes! And since they liked the Indian’s straight black hair they transplanted some of those to their children.
Those of us aware of the Story of Nolah would understand why the Chinese government may have a case. You see, according to the Nolah-likes, there is no such thing as evolution. Every thing that exists around us had been there since the beginning when God created everything and Nolah’s family were the only humans saved from a later ‘big flood’ by our fella Nolah himself.
So, Chinamen must be descendants of Nolah’s incestuous family and should therefore be preceded by the bird flu virus which existed from the very beginning. Of course, this assumes the following:
1. that Chinamen are humans.
Since we know many Chinamen claim they are Nolah-likes, Chinamen must be humans (anyone want to ‘arg’ with that? How about you Dolahs out there?)
2. the concepts of time and precedence holds true in Nature all the time.
Since the Nolah storybook did not say that these concepts are false, we have no basis to think so (this is the logic of IBBDNSSCSSL or ‘if Boss’ Book did not say so, cannot say so lah’). In addition, if time and precedence do not ‘pakai’, the New Scientist has no basis to be sure China’s vaccinations a few years ago caused the bird flu now.
There you have it, the New Scientist is wrong to blame the flu on the Chinese. Someone else is responsible but we can be sure it is not the Chinamen. I really give up on those ‘scientist’ fellas. They never accept such simple and neat explanations to things. And those silly fools are still mucking around everyday trying to find so-called ‘vaccines’ which they claim are slightly mutated and less fatal/virulent versions of the actual virus that they think when injected into humans will cause their bodies to produce anti-bodies against the actual culprit. (If you wonder why those stupid scientists should not waste time on that, it’s because mutation is the cornerstone of evolution and that’s not possible according to our Nolah-likes. Which is why when those Nolah-likes have a flu they don’t go to the scientists but go to the doctor! Hey, there’s a lot of difference, OK.)
By the way, how come Chinamen look different from other in-bred descendents of Nolah if there is no such thing as evolution? Aw, silly question, only fools say they are different. The only thing different is their names but even then it is just the ‘unimportant hind part’ where you find irrelevant terms like ‘Tan Ah Kow’ and ‘Chin Ah Beng’. And if you focus on the ‘most important’ front part of their names (you know, front means most important according to the precedence theory), they are all the same.
No? Let’s not quibble over that.
Actually, I left this out from our Nolah story. Once when an off-spring pair of Nolah was practicing their incestual kung fu, the father over-did the hops and chases. Which was why the mother over-heated. Which was why the Negroes were overcooked black and their hair permed. That also explains why Negros run and jump better than other humans (you better be able to run fast for the air cooling to work).
The Indians were luckier, their parents were either less enthusiastic or discovered Yoga to cool themselves down. So their mother’s temperature was lower and Indians only black but hair no perm.
The Caucasians were conceived while their parents were holidaying in the North Pole where the colder weather compensated for the mother's over-heating, and they liked the color of the polar bear.
And the Chinamen? Hah, this one more high tech! Their parents were holidaying in a region known as the Yellow Sea which is in between North Pole and India, so color also in between. They also discovered plastic surgery that they employed to pull back the skin just behind the eyes of their kids to produce the slit eyes! And since they liked the Indian’s straight black hair they transplanted some of those to their children.
Tuesday, January 27, 2004
What a Great Feat!
(attached link to BBC new report on landing of 2nd Nasa probe on Mars)
Reading this news item is really enlightening. And it reminds me of what Issac Assimov once said. It was something along this line.
In thousands of years of human history, religions had only words to offer the world - telling us how great each religion is, the feats/miracles their idols had done, and what great future mankind will have if we follow their words. But what history had proved is that the world had progressed little when those religious fellas were in charge, and all the progress
mankind made only came about in the last couple of hundred years of modern science and medicine, and rational thoughts (by the way, one faithful once told me he is not sure if rational thought is the way to look at the world. Then I say why do we think God gave our brains to us? All that just to be able read one book and say faith is all you need?)
I also remember a few favourite claims of a certain religion:
- that this entire existence is created for humans
- some of their idols can do miracles like parting the sea.
Of course, they have a hard time convincing people like me. For one, if this existence is for man's pleasure, then what the heck had those religious faithfuls been doing all this while? Of all such people I have the opportunity to know, it was nothing. Ziltch. They know nuts of even the simplest of astronomy! They send around chain mails with quotes from their one book (the only one they really read, I suspect) but I had never seen anything from them admiring real life accomplishments like that in the news article above (perhaps they think those were all cheap thrills or conspiracies to bluff fools like me!)
Secondly, if those idols of theirs were so great why didn't they pass on their skills to their millions of current day faithfuls? (I know some of these fellas are damn sure they are faithfuls!). Then, they won't have to do much convincing. No, they didn't. Perhaps the truth is more like those Chinese swordfighting novels where the masters fight and die trying to keep their 'kung fu skills' from all and since then foolish chinamen had been fantasising about flying through air and blowing up things with a wave of their hands? I mean, can you imagine how 'green' this world would have been if those chinese kung fu masters had passed their skills to us? We would not need cars, ships and planes. Heck, we don't even need WMDs! (I can never stop laughing when I think about these kung fu movies!)
That notwithstanding, given the scale of the world around us, parting sea is small trick for supposedly godlike super humans. I mean if these fellas' book tell me that one of their idols went universe hopping with his bunch of followers and he parted a few galaxies along the way, then I say, hey may be that was something. But no, these fellas didn't even know how to make a telescope to look at the moon & sun until our friend Galileo came along. And they even had the gall to call Galileo a liar!
So now, which do you think is a greater feat? Writing stories about parting seas (or kung fu masters, depending on which is your fancy) or sending probes to Mars?
Reading this news item is really enlightening. And it reminds me of what Issac Assimov once said. It was something along this line.
In thousands of years of human history, religions had only words to offer the world - telling us how great each religion is, the feats/miracles their idols had done, and what great future mankind will have if we follow their words. But what history had proved is that the world had progressed little when those religious fellas were in charge, and all the progress
mankind made only came about in the last couple of hundred years of modern science and medicine, and rational thoughts (by the way, one faithful once told me he is not sure if rational thought is the way to look at the world. Then I say why do we think God gave our brains to us? All that just to be able read one book and say faith is all you need?)
I also remember a few favourite claims of a certain religion:
- that this entire existence is created for humans
- some of their idols can do miracles like parting the sea.
Of course, they have a hard time convincing people like me. For one, if this existence is for man's pleasure, then what the heck had those religious faithfuls been doing all this while? Of all such people I have the opportunity to know, it was nothing. Ziltch. They know nuts of even the simplest of astronomy! They send around chain mails with quotes from their one book (the only one they really read, I suspect) but I had never seen anything from them admiring real life accomplishments like that in the news article above (perhaps they think those were all cheap thrills or conspiracies to bluff fools like me!)
Secondly, if those idols of theirs were so great why didn't they pass on their skills to their millions of current day faithfuls? (I know some of these fellas are damn sure they are faithfuls!). Then, they won't have to do much convincing. No, they didn't. Perhaps the truth is more like those Chinese swordfighting novels where the masters fight and die trying to keep their 'kung fu skills' from all and since then foolish chinamen had been fantasising about flying through air and blowing up things with a wave of their hands? I mean, can you imagine how 'green' this world would have been if those chinese kung fu masters had passed their skills to us? We would not need cars, ships and planes. Heck, we don't even need WMDs! (I can never stop laughing when I think about these kung fu movies!)
That notwithstanding, given the scale of the world around us, parting sea is small trick for supposedly godlike super humans. I mean if these fellas' book tell me that one of their idols went universe hopping with his bunch of followers and he parted a few galaxies along the way, then I say, hey may be that was something. But no, these fellas didn't even know how to make a telescope to look at the moon & sun until our friend Galileo came along. And they even had the gall to call Galileo a liar!
So now, which do you think is a greater feat? Writing stories about parting seas (or kung fu masters, depending on which is your fancy) or sending probes to Mars?
Pantun Sili
SMS from Tan Chee Peng dd 26 Jan 2004 (5th day of CNY)
(Pantun Cina)
Hali busak sula mali
Beli nimau satu loli
Satu tawun satu kali
Wa mikin silap wa vely soli
GONG XI FA CAI
Itu ampau sini mali
The above 'pantun' was received sometime after I heard that Chee Peng had left Stratech (where I worked from Mar 2002 to May 2003) after a short stint as CEO. By then I also heard that Stratech had cut the pay of all management staff except the HR manager because of the weak state of its business. My 'pantun' response below had that back drop in mind:
Slamat pagi, Mari mari
Kami copi, Main sini
Pantun ini, Mana cali
Hebot skali. Akan tapi Sikit sili
Dengar stori, habis moni
potong gaji, semua ofis kurang happi
U pegi dari strategi
Ngapa lari, Mana pegi?
Lain kali, Kalau free
Boleh mari, beli kopi. Cakap stori
Harus pegi, ada busi. Veli sori
(Pantun Cina)
Hali busak sula mali
Beli nimau satu loli
Satu tawun satu kali
Wa mikin silap wa vely soli
GONG XI FA CAI
Itu ampau sini mali
The above 'pantun' was received sometime after I heard that Chee Peng had left Stratech (where I worked from Mar 2002 to May 2003) after a short stint as CEO. By then I also heard that Stratech had cut the pay of all management staff except the HR manager because of the weak state of its business. My 'pantun' response below had that back drop in mind:
Slamat pagi, Mari mari
Kami copi, Main sini
Pantun ini, Mana cali
Hebot skali. Akan tapi Sikit sili
Dengar stori, habis moni
potong gaji, semua ofis kurang happi
U pegi dari strategi
Ngapa lari, Mana pegi?
Lain kali, Kalau free
Boleh mari, beli kopi. Cakap stori
Harus pegi, ada busi. Veli sori
Monday, January 26, 2004
The Story of Nolah
As the English saying goes, new brooms sweep clean. And so it is that people like me often come across overly enthusiastic friends who were new converts to certain ideas and more than eager to share. According to some, they want to ‘share their message’ with me because as a friend they care about my future and where I will end up – you know, the one H or the other H. One of the most incredible topics that I had the chance of discussing with some of these seemingly intelligent and well informed people is the story of the Big Flood. Never can I find a nice way to communicate to them how simplistic if not silly I find that story to be. For one, when one compares the story to what is generally accepted general knowledge, the problems that one finds with the story is just too plenty that one do not know where or how to start. Then I was always told that I have to try and see it from their point of view. So I tried to do that but found that I had to fill in the gaps that I find. So I took the liberty to exercise some imagination to try bridge those gaps and here is the result:
Once upon a time about 5,000 years ago there lived a very, very, very old fella who lived in a place called the Blomiss Land. Apparently he was 500 years old then (clearly genetic inheritance did not work for this fella as all his descendants never lived more than 30 years until modern science & medicine came along 100 years ago). One day, while mucking around, our fella heard a voice tell him: “Humans had disobeyed me. I made them to be nice people but they kill and do all sorts of terrible things against my wish. I shall wipe them and everything else from the face of earth by way of a great flood. But you, my old fella, is different. You are my shining star. So go build yourself a boat and save all the animals of the world from this great flood by loading your boat with one pair of each animal.” (by the way, this Boss is a sledgehammer kind of guy. Humans disobeyed him but he decided to kill other animals, insects and plants too. And for all his supposed powers, flooding is a rather crude method of mass extermination. Perhaps it was not the right time for nuclear power, WMDs or laser guns for example. But who can tell what the Boss should do, hor?)
Our old fella thought to himself: “Waoh, incredible opportunity to be a hero not to be missed!” and he proudly answered: “OK, no problem Boss. Consider it done!”
And so this fella built himself a wooden boat the size of a house with his bare hands. Apparently he took 100 years to do that (clearly his wood cutting and boat making skills were limited and the Boss left the task very much to our fella). After he was done, the Boss told him that the flood would begin in 7 days and last for 7 days (7 days was also how long the Boss took to create the world but that is because 7 days is the usual quantum used by the Boss for all his undertakings. Hah, origins of quantum theory?)
The next day, our then 600 year old fella saw before him all the animals that the Boss had instructed to queue in front of his house. But you should have seen what happened before that. It was such an incredible sight of discipline, control and sheer super feats all round but the Boss left everything out of his book (perhaps he was napping). The kangaroos and koalas were swimming across the Indian Ocean with the penguins! The jelly fish were parachuting in air across land! The orang utans were swinging from tree to tree from Borneo and across the South China Sea! The salmons were mud walking with the tunas across the Palestinian desert, and the arowanas across the Himalayas! The rattle snakes, bisons and cougars among others swam across the Atlantic, round the Cape of Good Hope, up the Arabian Sea, and walked across Sinai to get to our fella’s boat! The eagles were ushering the robins, the robins the worms, the owls the rats, the lions the impalas, and the hyenas the deers all the way from Africa to the pick up point. And all that with their predatory instincts perfectly suppressed! Oh boy, the Boss would have been impressed if he saw that. May be he was still napping or perhaps he thought only a pair of those animals were involved - too few to be statistically important (see, statistics is a natural law). Whatever the case, the remainder of the animal kingdom had to meet their destiny of accompanying those bad humans.
Anyway, our fella was quite a sharp old man. He noticed that missing from the queue was a very important category of life form: the insects. He decided that he should do them a favour and include them in his boat. But “how many different types of insects are there?” he asked. He was smart enough to decide against undertaking a global insect inventory exercise. That would have meant engaging the services of a few hundred thousand people from a race known as the By-O-Logis (not to mention having to wait a few thousand years for them to appear on the face of the earth), and have them share in the glory. So, this smart fella thought “Aha, may be I go surf the Net. That thing should be able to give me what I want!”
And so on the second day, he proceeded to build this great thing called the Net that on the press of a button flashed for him the number of types of insects and a DIY guide on where they can be found. But he needed some papers to print out the DIY list for reference.
So on the third day he made some quality paper and a printer for himself (he was the inventor of paper and printer). In the list was stated that there was about 4 to 6 million species of insects. And, oh boy, how that frustrated our fella and he exclaimed “you mean after all my great feat you do not even bother to tell me exactly how many types of insects there is?” But adaptive as ever, our fella decided to cut a bit of a corner and decided there must be no more than 4 million “Heck, who is to be bothered if there’s 30% less of these insects!” (Oh, this fella is a big picture guy that doesn’t get caught up with details).
So on the fourth day, he proceeded to make 4 million plastic containers (one for each type of insect) all in a day flat (oh, he was a great oilman and plastic manufacturing industrialist. In fact, he invented drilling and plastic moulding. And he also invented the pump, pipe, nuts, bolts and many other parts needed to make that oil drilling and plastic factory. Trust me, he did! And the list is much longer than that. You guys just won’t be able to appreciate it – so I left them all out).
On the fifth day, our fella proceeded to load the ship up with the 4 million plastic containers. But after about 10,000 he found that there was no more space left on his wooden boat! So he decided to build a bigger one. But how big? He got hold of an abacus (he invented the first calculator) and calculated that assuming each container is 1 litre in size he would need a ship that has a holding capacity of at least 4 million litres just for insects (our fella invented the maths concept of multiplication, and the metric system). With that he surfed his Net again and found out that it is impossible to build a wooden boat of that size. But he found pictures of an aircraft carrier, and thought to himself: “Aha, that looks like a good idea. I shall build one of these ‘island of steel’ where all the birds of the world can take off and land safely. “
So, on the sixth day our fella built a steel ship the size of a small aircraft carrier. He was a master metallurgist and invented steel too. And he invented the steam engine and propeller on that same day to power his carrier but found that it was not powerful enough. So he invented the petrol engine and oil refinery but found that to get enough oil to power his carrier he would have to work with a neighboring people called the Allabs. But it would be below this fella who thought himself as the special agent of the Boss to have anything to do with the Allabs. So, he decided to can the idea of a steel carrier and stayed with his wooden boat (Einstein was also not there to tell our fella that nuclear power was feasible).
On the seventh day, our fella wanted to determine how long it would take him to get hold of the 4 million insects. But when he gave the abacus his little challenge, it told him that to calculate the time needed it would have to make some assumptions first. Like assuming it takes 30 minutes to find & catch one type, and our fella worked 24 hours everyday, that will take 228 years (this fella invented Algebra too). To which our fella replied “you nuts or something? Don’t you know I have to sleep and I don’t have an eternity to catch those insects? Tell me what it takes to get this done in one day and I need 8 hours of sleep!” “OK, that will be no more than 0.02 seconds per specie” replied the abacus. “You must be kidding me!” said our fella “can’t you figure out a better way?” “Yes, but you will have to reduce the number of insects you catch” (our fella invented articifical intelligence too). In frustration, our fella decided that he might as well start loading his ship with his family and the animals in his farm before the other wild animals in the queue, and in the meantime figure out a more efficient way to catch those insects. So he loaded his ship with his family, a pair of sheep, a pair of chicken, a pair of ducks, a pair of cow/bull, a pair of pythons, a pair of lizards, a pair of horses, a pair of pigs, a pair of goldfishes, and a pair of houseflies. By then it was dark and he needed his rest, so he said to himself “Done…”
But before he could finish his sentence (he really meant to say ‘done for time being’), the sky suddenly turned dark and water started filling up the land and soon the whole world was flooded and all life forms died except for our fella and his stock of farm animals on his boat.
Then the Boss appeared out of nowhere and asked our fella “So, I heard you are done with your great endeavor. Congratulations. By the way, what is your name and did you do as I said?” Too embarrassed to lie (this fella was quite an honest guy) the fella meekly said “No lah” (there, that’s proof that our fella was a Singaporean Jew). And the Boss said “Very well Nolah. Henceforth, you shall be one of the stars in my forthcoming book. And the name Nolah shall be known to the whole world as the one-man hero who saved all the animals from the great flood! I shall leave everything in your capable hands.” And the water around him disappeared as suddenly as it came (presumably they went to the poles as reserves, see below).
And so from that day, everything was in our fella’s hands. And, boy, what a great responsibility he had. There were no more wild animals left (remember, they all died in the flood?), and all the other insects, reptiles, fishes, and animals that Nolah left out were gone. How was he going to replace all of them? But the good news was that our fella was a master breeder and genetics engineer! As he does not believe in evolution, all life forms we have today has to owe it to our fella. So our fella bred a new stock of man from his family (this was the first recorded case of in-breeding which explains why we have so many idiots around), and he bred, cross-bred and tinkered with the genetic make up of his stock of farm animals and produced the following:
- from his sheeps, cow/bull, horses and pigs he produced lions, cats, goats, elephants, kangaroos, pandas, tigers, deers, and thousands of other species we now call mammals;
- from his pair of chicken and ducks he produced the swans, gooses, parrots, swallow, eagles, cockatoos, vultures, and thousands of other species we now call birds;
- from his lizards and pythons he created the iguana, komodo dragon, crocodile, cobras, vipers and all the other species we now call reptiles;
- from his houseflies he produced the 15 to 30 million types of insects we possibly had but he found them too pesky and so he invented Shelltox and Mopiko, and got rid of all but 4 to 6 million of them.
While performing those feats which were chicken feet for this fella, he also had some fun:
- he affixed a cat’s head onto an eagle and produced the owl;
- he painted a few white horses with black paints and created zebras;
- he found some of his horses smaller and more dumb than others so he called them donkeys. The yet smaller ones were called mules;
- he crossed a man with a goat to produce the apes, chimps and monkeys (that’s why these animals have nothing to do with man, only our fella);
- he taught a small bear to climb trees in Australia and called it a koala;
- he poked sewing pins through the ends of some houseflies to produce bees and wasps;
- he clipped the wings of chicken and ostriches and get the latter to hide their heads in sand instead of running away so that man can catch them (that’s in line with the special status of man);
- he stretched a yellow cat and painted it with black dots to come up with the cheetah, and he stretched a black one to make a panther;
- he shrunk his pythons to make earthworms and flattened them to make tapeworms, and he put some of them in some men’s stomachs if they were naughty;
- he pitied the kangaroos having to hop around holding their youngs in their arms so he gave them pouches (he invented the haver-sack);
- he painted the ears, arms, legs and eyes of stunted polar bears black, and forced them to eat only bamboo shoots in remote mountains in China to stop them from challenging the polar bear in his annual body building contests (hey, he is not the first or the last to believe in the concept of special status. Nepotism? You must be anti-semi-something). Later day By-O-Logis in their ignorance called them pandas;
- he crossed a young butterfly with a worm and produced the caterpillar but, incredibly to this day, the young caterpillars keep refusing to follow the script when they reach maturity (that was after our fella had already drafted the first statute on the right of all to self-determination when they reach adulthood. This was the precursor to modern international legal system and the UN Charter).
But of all, he had the most fun with water. You see, all water on Earth was fresh water. You know how we know there was only fresh water? That was because the Boss’ book never mentioned about our fella building huge reservoirs, swimming pools, or tanks to hold fresh water, and our fella’s family and his animals need freshwater to stay alive during the big flood.
But later, things changed.
- Our fella poured trillions of tonnes of salt into the oceans to make 98% of water on Earth saline and found that many of his fishy freshwater creations died. But luckily God knew ahead what our fella was about to do and kept 98% of the remaining 2% as spares at the poles (wait a minute, you mean this less than 2% of 2% of water at the poles was all it took to flood the whole world?), and freed up the other 2% so that our fella’s descendant and creations can survive. If u wonder why man has to share with so many other life forms 2% of 2% water, that’s because they are all special in God’s eyes, dumbo! And don’t ask how our fella got the salt (you won’t believe it) but that was where Gandhi got the idea of a mass non-cooperation exercise to produce salt a few thousand years later and how the kiam-her, Chinese salted fish, was created;
- and since our fella and his descendants don’t believe in evolution, our fella had to create sea water life forms from his kampong collection all from scratch;
- he whipped his goldfish in salty jello to re-produce jelly-fish;
- he crossed a goldfish and a sheep to produce the whales, manatees, dolphins and seals. He filed the teeth of a whale sharp and created sharks. In fact, all ocean living life forms was bred from his pair of gold fish;
- to give his salt water fishes company, our fella crossed his white chicken with his black duck and pumped it up with growth hormones to create penguins and forced them to live off the oceans but only south of the equator to also give company to his descendants in Australia;
- to encourage friendship across water boundaries, our fella commanded eels to live mostly in freshwater but breed only in saltwater, and the sturgeons and salmons to live in saltwater but only get fresh in freshwater. So these poor animals have to make pilgrimage of thousands of miles just to have one go at it in their entire life (that was the origin of the Haj). He commanded the American and European eels to put their entire stake in America and therefore can only do their thing there (see, he created NATO long before clowns like Churchill et al) and from there they invaded every freshwater hole in the American east cost, Europe and Western Asia (so, you think Columbus and Bush were the first that had those ideas?);
- because his Boss’ book said that everything on Earth is created for man, our fella created tubeworms, bacteria, shrimps and squids that live miles under the ocean so that 2nd generation By-O-Logis has something to do while his other descendants spend their lives reading his Boss’ book which, by the way, did not mention those animals because the Boss did not want to make the latter’s lives complicated.
Our fella liked to watch the private parts of male mammals so he had them hanging out in the open (but silly men after him who did not have the same taste covered them up!) but thought that since he had no scuba gears the dolphins and whales can have theirs concealed (hah, at least we know Jacques Cousteau’s idea was original).
His Boss did not believe in killing but our fella forgot his commandments on stone tablets, and ended up equipping many animals with poisons and created viruses. For the same reason, his in-bred descendants included people with screwed up brains that kill each other and our fella’s other creations for all sorts of reasons but he was smart enough to blame it on his Boss’ nemesis Evel (in fact, he popularized the concepts ‘thinking on your feet’ or ‘my foot’ depending on how you see it).
Our fella purposely had many animals born sexless so that he can play deputy Boss and individually determine what sex each individual will have years later depending on what happens around them or what man does. For those which are naughty he just switched them in mid-track as punishment. Now that our fella is no more around, those animals left the decision to man supposedly because the Boss’ book said man is actually mini copies of the Boss or mini Bosses.
Thus, according to the Boss’ book, all the people and animals of the present world owe their lives to the incredible genius of this fella he called Nolah. And since then, every animal on Earth lived happily ever after. With man as the mini Bosses, of course.
p.s. In his original book, the Boss did not mention all the great deeds and accomplishments of Nolah above because according to his readers he thought lowly of Nolah’s descendants (likely also because of the in-breeding). So, the book simply said that ‘Nolah saved all the animals of the world’.
Also, the idea that man is a mini Boss was actually not the Boss’ but one of his wayward sub-editors. But then, since the Boss speaks and writes only through self-appointed reps, publishers, family or deputies, and many of these later day fellas have a history of ego and other disorders above the neck, it was hard to figure out what the Boss really thought. But we do know there are at least 3 broad groups of mini-Bosses which are totally disagreeable to each other and, in fact, had been at each other’s throats for centuries till today!
The book also did not mention about the different types of vegetations that died in the great flood (in fact, the book did not say our fella was asked to save them) which our fella re-created through his great bio-agro-genetic skills. Our fella created all forms of present day vegetation single handedly using only wood chips taken off his wooden boat through the technique known as retro-genesis which was actually based on the retrogressive creation concepts developed by the Babylonians before him. And our fella even dived hundreds of feet under sea water without any aid to plant some of his new salt water veggies!
Our fella allegedly made over-sized versions of lizards and crocodiles but found that he could not control them. So he simply wiped them from the face of Earth and his Boss’ book through the use of WMDs (which stands for ‘What’s Missing from the book Doesn’t exist’). Luckily, Evel managed to hide some of the bones of these animals underground before the WMDs could take full effect. But according to followers of the Boss’ book, all that was bull since nothing was mentioned in the book. It was Evel who led a group of nutty scientists to his collection of toothpicks millions of years later and taught them how to put those pieces of longish crooked calcium strips together and come up with the idea of dinosaurs!
And some present day followers of this story are quite convinced that a small wooden boat found in some desert is the boat built by this great fella Nolah. They claim that, if true, that will prove the greatness of our fella. That’s despite many attempts by others to show that our fella’s greatness is not really in that wooden boat but in all the great feats implied and mentioned in accounts like the above. But, I guess, the Boss was right after all. Man will never be able to figure it out.
Once upon a time about 5,000 years ago there lived a very, very, very old fella who lived in a place called the Blomiss Land. Apparently he was 500 years old then (clearly genetic inheritance did not work for this fella as all his descendants never lived more than 30 years until modern science & medicine came along 100 years ago). One day, while mucking around, our fella heard a voice tell him: “Humans had disobeyed me. I made them to be nice people but they kill and do all sorts of terrible things against my wish. I shall wipe them and everything else from the face of earth by way of a great flood. But you, my old fella, is different. You are my shining star. So go build yourself a boat and save all the animals of the world from this great flood by loading your boat with one pair of each animal.” (by the way, this Boss is a sledgehammer kind of guy. Humans disobeyed him but he decided to kill other animals, insects and plants too. And for all his supposed powers, flooding is a rather crude method of mass extermination. Perhaps it was not the right time for nuclear power, WMDs or laser guns for example. But who can tell what the Boss should do, hor?)
Our old fella thought to himself: “Waoh, incredible opportunity to be a hero not to be missed!” and he proudly answered: “OK, no problem Boss. Consider it done!”
And so this fella built himself a wooden boat the size of a house with his bare hands. Apparently he took 100 years to do that (clearly his wood cutting and boat making skills were limited and the Boss left the task very much to our fella). After he was done, the Boss told him that the flood would begin in 7 days and last for 7 days (7 days was also how long the Boss took to create the world but that is because 7 days is the usual quantum used by the Boss for all his undertakings. Hah, origins of quantum theory?)
The next day, our then 600 year old fella saw before him all the animals that the Boss had instructed to queue in front of his house. But you should have seen what happened before that. It was such an incredible sight of discipline, control and sheer super feats all round but the Boss left everything out of his book (perhaps he was napping). The kangaroos and koalas were swimming across the Indian Ocean with the penguins! The jelly fish were parachuting in air across land! The orang utans were swinging from tree to tree from Borneo and across the South China Sea! The salmons were mud walking with the tunas across the Palestinian desert, and the arowanas across the Himalayas! The rattle snakes, bisons and cougars among others swam across the Atlantic, round the Cape of Good Hope, up the Arabian Sea, and walked across Sinai to get to our fella’s boat! The eagles were ushering the robins, the robins the worms, the owls the rats, the lions the impalas, and the hyenas the deers all the way from Africa to the pick up point. And all that with their predatory instincts perfectly suppressed! Oh boy, the Boss would have been impressed if he saw that. May be he was still napping or perhaps he thought only a pair of those animals were involved - too few to be statistically important (see, statistics is a natural law). Whatever the case, the remainder of the animal kingdom had to meet their destiny of accompanying those bad humans.
Anyway, our fella was quite a sharp old man. He noticed that missing from the queue was a very important category of life form: the insects. He decided that he should do them a favour and include them in his boat. But “how many different types of insects are there?” he asked. He was smart enough to decide against undertaking a global insect inventory exercise. That would have meant engaging the services of a few hundred thousand people from a race known as the By-O-Logis (not to mention having to wait a few thousand years for them to appear on the face of the earth), and have them share in the glory. So, this smart fella thought “Aha, may be I go surf the Net. That thing should be able to give me what I want!”
And so on the second day, he proceeded to build this great thing called the Net that on the press of a button flashed for him the number of types of insects and a DIY guide on where they can be found. But he needed some papers to print out the DIY list for reference.
So on the third day he made some quality paper and a printer for himself (he was the inventor of paper and printer). In the list was stated that there was about 4 to 6 million species of insects. And, oh boy, how that frustrated our fella and he exclaimed “you mean after all my great feat you do not even bother to tell me exactly how many types of insects there is?” But adaptive as ever, our fella decided to cut a bit of a corner and decided there must be no more than 4 million “Heck, who is to be bothered if there’s 30% less of these insects!” (Oh, this fella is a big picture guy that doesn’t get caught up with details).
So on the fourth day, he proceeded to make 4 million plastic containers (one for each type of insect) all in a day flat (oh, he was a great oilman and plastic manufacturing industrialist. In fact, he invented drilling and plastic moulding. And he also invented the pump, pipe, nuts, bolts and many other parts needed to make that oil drilling and plastic factory. Trust me, he did! And the list is much longer than that. You guys just won’t be able to appreciate it – so I left them all out).
On the fifth day, our fella proceeded to load the ship up with the 4 million plastic containers. But after about 10,000 he found that there was no more space left on his wooden boat! So he decided to build a bigger one. But how big? He got hold of an abacus (he invented the first calculator) and calculated that assuming each container is 1 litre in size he would need a ship that has a holding capacity of at least 4 million litres just for insects (our fella invented the maths concept of multiplication, and the metric system). With that he surfed his Net again and found out that it is impossible to build a wooden boat of that size. But he found pictures of an aircraft carrier, and thought to himself: “Aha, that looks like a good idea. I shall build one of these ‘island of steel’ where all the birds of the world can take off and land safely. “
So, on the sixth day our fella built a steel ship the size of a small aircraft carrier. He was a master metallurgist and invented steel too. And he invented the steam engine and propeller on that same day to power his carrier but found that it was not powerful enough. So he invented the petrol engine and oil refinery but found that to get enough oil to power his carrier he would have to work with a neighboring people called the Allabs. But it would be below this fella who thought himself as the special agent of the Boss to have anything to do with the Allabs. So, he decided to can the idea of a steel carrier and stayed with his wooden boat (Einstein was also not there to tell our fella that nuclear power was feasible).
On the seventh day, our fella wanted to determine how long it would take him to get hold of the 4 million insects. But when he gave the abacus his little challenge, it told him that to calculate the time needed it would have to make some assumptions first. Like assuming it takes 30 minutes to find & catch one type, and our fella worked 24 hours everyday, that will take 228 years (this fella invented Algebra too). To which our fella replied “you nuts or something? Don’t you know I have to sleep and I don’t have an eternity to catch those insects? Tell me what it takes to get this done in one day and I need 8 hours of sleep!” “OK, that will be no more than 0.02 seconds per specie” replied the abacus. “You must be kidding me!” said our fella “can’t you figure out a better way?” “Yes, but you will have to reduce the number of insects you catch” (our fella invented articifical intelligence too). In frustration, our fella decided that he might as well start loading his ship with his family and the animals in his farm before the other wild animals in the queue, and in the meantime figure out a more efficient way to catch those insects. So he loaded his ship with his family, a pair of sheep, a pair of chicken, a pair of ducks, a pair of cow/bull, a pair of pythons, a pair of lizards, a pair of horses, a pair of pigs, a pair of goldfishes, and a pair of houseflies. By then it was dark and he needed his rest, so he said to himself “Done…”
But before he could finish his sentence (he really meant to say ‘done for time being’), the sky suddenly turned dark and water started filling up the land and soon the whole world was flooded and all life forms died except for our fella and his stock of farm animals on his boat.
Then the Boss appeared out of nowhere and asked our fella “So, I heard you are done with your great endeavor. Congratulations. By the way, what is your name and did you do as I said?” Too embarrassed to lie (this fella was quite an honest guy) the fella meekly said “No lah” (there, that’s proof that our fella was a Singaporean Jew). And the Boss said “Very well Nolah. Henceforth, you shall be one of the stars in my forthcoming book. And the name Nolah shall be known to the whole world as the one-man hero who saved all the animals from the great flood! I shall leave everything in your capable hands.” And the water around him disappeared as suddenly as it came (presumably they went to the poles as reserves, see below).
And so from that day, everything was in our fella’s hands. And, boy, what a great responsibility he had. There were no more wild animals left (remember, they all died in the flood?), and all the other insects, reptiles, fishes, and animals that Nolah left out were gone. How was he going to replace all of them? But the good news was that our fella was a master breeder and genetics engineer! As he does not believe in evolution, all life forms we have today has to owe it to our fella. So our fella bred a new stock of man from his family (this was the first recorded case of in-breeding which explains why we have so many idiots around), and he bred, cross-bred and tinkered with the genetic make up of his stock of farm animals and produced the following:
- from his sheeps, cow/bull, horses and pigs he produced lions, cats, goats, elephants, kangaroos, pandas, tigers, deers, and thousands of other species we now call mammals;
- from his pair of chicken and ducks he produced the swans, gooses, parrots, swallow, eagles, cockatoos, vultures, and thousands of other species we now call birds;
- from his lizards and pythons he created the iguana, komodo dragon, crocodile, cobras, vipers and all the other species we now call reptiles;
- from his houseflies he produced the 15 to 30 million types of insects we possibly had but he found them too pesky and so he invented Shelltox and Mopiko, and got rid of all but 4 to 6 million of them.
While performing those feats which were chicken feet for this fella, he also had some fun:
- he affixed a cat’s head onto an eagle and produced the owl;
- he painted a few white horses with black paints and created zebras;
- he found some of his horses smaller and more dumb than others so he called them donkeys. The yet smaller ones were called mules;
- he crossed a man with a goat to produce the apes, chimps and monkeys (that’s why these animals have nothing to do with man, only our fella);
- he taught a small bear to climb trees in Australia and called it a koala;
- he poked sewing pins through the ends of some houseflies to produce bees and wasps;
- he clipped the wings of chicken and ostriches and get the latter to hide their heads in sand instead of running away so that man can catch them (that’s in line with the special status of man);
- he stretched a yellow cat and painted it with black dots to come up with the cheetah, and he stretched a black one to make a panther;
- he shrunk his pythons to make earthworms and flattened them to make tapeworms, and he put some of them in some men’s stomachs if they were naughty;
- he pitied the kangaroos having to hop around holding their youngs in their arms so he gave them pouches (he invented the haver-sack);
- he painted the ears, arms, legs and eyes of stunted polar bears black, and forced them to eat only bamboo shoots in remote mountains in China to stop them from challenging the polar bear in his annual body building contests (hey, he is not the first or the last to believe in the concept of special status. Nepotism? You must be anti-semi-something). Later day By-O-Logis in their ignorance called them pandas;
- he crossed a young butterfly with a worm and produced the caterpillar but, incredibly to this day, the young caterpillars keep refusing to follow the script when they reach maturity (that was after our fella had already drafted the first statute on the right of all to self-determination when they reach adulthood. This was the precursor to modern international legal system and the UN Charter).
But of all, he had the most fun with water. You see, all water on Earth was fresh water. You know how we know there was only fresh water? That was because the Boss’ book never mentioned about our fella building huge reservoirs, swimming pools, or tanks to hold fresh water, and our fella’s family and his animals need freshwater to stay alive during the big flood.
But later, things changed.
- Our fella poured trillions of tonnes of salt into the oceans to make 98% of water on Earth saline and found that many of his fishy freshwater creations died. But luckily God knew ahead what our fella was about to do and kept 98% of the remaining 2% as spares at the poles (wait a minute, you mean this less than 2% of 2% of water at the poles was all it took to flood the whole world?), and freed up the other 2% so that our fella’s descendant and creations can survive. If u wonder why man has to share with so many other life forms 2% of 2% water, that’s because they are all special in God’s eyes, dumbo! And don’t ask how our fella got the salt (you won’t believe it) but that was where Gandhi got the idea of a mass non-cooperation exercise to produce salt a few thousand years later and how the kiam-her, Chinese salted fish, was created;
- and since our fella and his descendants don’t believe in evolution, our fella had to create sea water life forms from his kampong collection all from scratch;
- he whipped his goldfish in salty jello to re-produce jelly-fish;
- he crossed a goldfish and a sheep to produce the whales, manatees, dolphins and seals. He filed the teeth of a whale sharp and created sharks. In fact, all ocean living life forms was bred from his pair of gold fish;
- to give his salt water fishes company, our fella crossed his white chicken with his black duck and pumped it up with growth hormones to create penguins and forced them to live off the oceans but only south of the equator to also give company to his descendants in Australia;
- to encourage friendship across water boundaries, our fella commanded eels to live mostly in freshwater but breed only in saltwater, and the sturgeons and salmons to live in saltwater but only get fresh in freshwater. So these poor animals have to make pilgrimage of thousands of miles just to have one go at it in their entire life (that was the origin of the Haj). He commanded the American and European eels to put their entire stake in America and therefore can only do their thing there (see, he created NATO long before clowns like Churchill et al) and from there they invaded every freshwater hole in the American east cost, Europe and Western Asia (so, you think Columbus and Bush were the first that had those ideas?);
- because his Boss’ book said that everything on Earth is created for man, our fella created tubeworms, bacteria, shrimps and squids that live miles under the ocean so that 2nd generation By-O-Logis has something to do while his other descendants spend their lives reading his Boss’ book which, by the way, did not mention those animals because the Boss did not want to make the latter’s lives complicated.
Our fella liked to watch the private parts of male mammals so he had them hanging out in the open (but silly men after him who did not have the same taste covered them up!) but thought that since he had no scuba gears the dolphins and whales can have theirs concealed (hah, at least we know Jacques Cousteau’s idea was original).
His Boss did not believe in killing but our fella forgot his commandments on stone tablets, and ended up equipping many animals with poisons and created viruses. For the same reason, his in-bred descendants included people with screwed up brains that kill each other and our fella’s other creations for all sorts of reasons but he was smart enough to blame it on his Boss’ nemesis Evel (in fact, he popularized the concepts ‘thinking on your feet’ or ‘my foot’ depending on how you see it).
Our fella purposely had many animals born sexless so that he can play deputy Boss and individually determine what sex each individual will have years later depending on what happens around them or what man does. For those which are naughty he just switched them in mid-track as punishment. Now that our fella is no more around, those animals left the decision to man supposedly because the Boss’ book said man is actually mini copies of the Boss or mini Bosses.
Thus, according to the Boss’ book, all the people and animals of the present world owe their lives to the incredible genius of this fella he called Nolah. And since then, every animal on Earth lived happily ever after. With man as the mini Bosses, of course.
p.s. In his original book, the Boss did not mention all the great deeds and accomplishments of Nolah above because according to his readers he thought lowly of Nolah’s descendants (likely also because of the in-breeding). So, the book simply said that ‘Nolah saved all the animals of the world’.
Also, the idea that man is a mini Boss was actually not the Boss’ but one of his wayward sub-editors. But then, since the Boss speaks and writes only through self-appointed reps, publishers, family or deputies, and many of these later day fellas have a history of ego and other disorders above the neck, it was hard to figure out what the Boss really thought. But we do know there are at least 3 broad groups of mini-Bosses which are totally disagreeable to each other and, in fact, had been at each other’s throats for centuries till today!
The book also did not mention about the different types of vegetations that died in the great flood (in fact, the book did not say our fella was asked to save them) which our fella re-created through his great bio-agro-genetic skills. Our fella created all forms of present day vegetation single handedly using only wood chips taken off his wooden boat through the technique known as retro-genesis which was actually based on the retrogressive creation concepts developed by the Babylonians before him. And our fella even dived hundreds of feet under sea water without any aid to plant some of his new salt water veggies!
Our fella allegedly made over-sized versions of lizards and crocodiles but found that he could not control them. So he simply wiped them from the face of Earth and his Boss’ book through the use of WMDs (which stands for ‘What’s Missing from the book Doesn’t exist’). Luckily, Evel managed to hide some of the bones of these animals underground before the WMDs could take full effect. But according to followers of the Boss’ book, all that was bull since nothing was mentioned in the book. It was Evel who led a group of nutty scientists to his collection of toothpicks millions of years later and taught them how to put those pieces of longish crooked calcium strips together and come up with the idea of dinosaurs!
And some present day followers of this story are quite convinced that a small wooden boat found in some desert is the boat built by this great fella Nolah. They claim that, if true, that will prove the greatness of our fella. That’s despite many attempts by others to show that our fella’s greatness is not really in that wooden boat but in all the great feats implied and mentioned in accounts like the above. But, I guess, the Boss was right after all. Man will never be able to figure it out.
Monday, January 05, 2004
Something to Think About
(My response to article at the bottom)
Hi,
Lest we all become parrots that follow after such 'they are less virtuous than me' crap from the white man, the other MAJOR reasons why the 'rich' countries are rich are the following:
1. the wealth accrued from centuries of plundering other people's wealth and natural resources (up till the present day) through the use of force
- Canada, NZ & Australia ARE rich in natural resources and the white men there ARE enjoying them now after killing off almost all the locals.
- their population were decendents of plunderers from all the ex-colonies(if only u know how many Australians were from old South Africa, Rhodesia etc.). Their relatives there still control much of the businesses and natural resources there e.g. whites (<>Contents of message forwarded to me titled 'Something to Think About'
(supposedly ‘copyrighted 1997 Michael J. Bonnel http://www.mikebonnell.com/’ in small prints)
To reflect and act…
The difference between the rich and poor countries is not the age of the country. This can be shown by countries like Egypt and India which are more than 2,000 years old but poor. On the other hand, look at Canada, NZ and Australia which 150 years ago were inexpressive but are now developed and rich.
The difference between the rich and poor countries does not reside in their natural resources. Japan has limited territory, 80% mountainous, and unsuitable for agriculture and cattle raising but is the second largest economy in the world. The country is like an immense floating factory, importing raw materials from the whole world and exporting manufactured products. Another example is Switzerland which does not grow cocoa but has the best chocolates in the world. In its small territory they raise animals and plant the soil 4 months in a year. Not enough they produce the best dairy products in the world. It is a small country that transmit an image of security, order & labour, that makes it a strong safe.
Executives from rich countries that communicate with counterparts in poor countries show that there is no significant intellectual difference.
Race or skin colour also is not important: immigrants from poor countries labeled as lazy in their countries of origin are the productive power behind rich European countries.
What is the difference then? The difference is their attitude framed along the years of education and culture.
On analyzing people in rich and developed countries we find that the great majority follow the following principles in life:
- Ethics, as basic principle
- Integrity
- Responsibility
- Respect to laws and rules
- Respect to rights of other citizens
- Work loving
- Strive for savings and investment
- Will of super action
- Punctuality
In poor countries, only a minority follow such principles in their daily life. We are not poor because we lack natural resources or nature is cruel to us. We are poor because we lack the attitude. We lack the will to comply with and to teach these functional principles of rich and developed societies.
Hi,
Lest we all become parrots that follow after such 'they are less virtuous than me' crap from the white man, the other MAJOR reasons why the 'rich' countries are rich are the following:
1. the wealth accrued from centuries of plundering other people's wealth and natural resources (up till the present day) through the use of force
- Canada, NZ & Australia ARE rich in natural resources and the white men there ARE enjoying them now after killing off almost all the locals.
- their population were decendents of plunderers from all the ex-colonies(if only u know how many Australians were from old South Africa, Rhodesia etc.). Their relatives there still control much of the businesses and natural resources there e.g. whites (<>Contents of message forwarded to me titled 'Something to Think About'
(supposedly ‘copyrighted 1997 Michael J. Bonnel http://www.mikebonnell.com/’ in small prints)
To reflect and act…
The difference between the rich and poor countries is not the age of the country. This can be shown by countries like Egypt and India which are more than 2,000 years old but poor. On the other hand, look at Canada, NZ and Australia which 150 years ago were inexpressive but are now developed and rich.
The difference between the rich and poor countries does not reside in their natural resources. Japan has limited territory, 80% mountainous, and unsuitable for agriculture and cattle raising but is the second largest economy in the world. The country is like an immense floating factory, importing raw materials from the whole world and exporting manufactured products. Another example is Switzerland which does not grow cocoa but has the best chocolates in the world. In its small territory they raise animals and plant the soil 4 months in a year. Not enough they produce the best dairy products in the world. It is a small country that transmit an image of security, order & labour, that makes it a strong safe.
Executives from rich countries that communicate with counterparts in poor countries show that there is no significant intellectual difference.
Race or skin colour also is not important: immigrants from poor countries labeled as lazy in their countries of origin are the productive power behind rich European countries.
What is the difference then? The difference is their attitude framed along the years of education and culture.
On analyzing people in rich and developed countries we find that the great majority follow the following principles in life:
- Ethics, as basic principle
- Integrity
- Responsibility
- Respect to laws and rules
- Respect to rights of other citizens
- Work loving
- Strive for savings and investment
- Will of super action
- Punctuality
In poor countries, only a minority follow such principles in their daily life. We are not poor because we lack natural resources or nature is cruel to us. We are poor because we lack the attitude. We lack the will to comply with and to teach these functional principles of rich and developed societies.
Friday, January 02, 2004
A New Year Greeting
Hi all,
A happy new year to you.
For those of us who believe that a better world can only come about through more than just prayers, hopes, well wishes and a 'there's nothing much we can do' detachment, here is one site you may want to take a look at.
It may also help the less informed understand why some people are willing to blow themselves up again and again. The Chinese has an old saying "to force a tiger to jump over a wall" to describe a situation when one forces another to react in the most extreme of ways.
The Palestinian version of this is like "to try build a wall in a tiger's lair and force it dance to an Israeli tune". The Israeli version is "I am special in god's eye and a tiger is a beast, so I am good and the tiger is bad. Whatever wall I build or do with the tiger is my god given right". Amazing super arrogance. No wonder they get bitten by tigers wherever they go....
http://www.couragetorefuse.org/defaultEng.asp
Home page content:
We, reserve combat officers and soldiers of the Israel Defense Forces, who were raised upon the principles of Zionism, sacrifice and giving to the people of Israel and to the State of Israel, who have always served in the front lines, and who were the first to carry out any mission, light or heavy, in order to protect the State of Israel and strengthen it.
We, combat officers and soldiers who have served the State of Israel for long weeks every year, in spite of the dear cost to our personal lives, have been on reserve duty all over the Occupied Territories, and were issued commands and directives that had nothing to do with the security of our country, and that had the sole purpose of perpetuating our control over the Palestinian people.
We, whose eyes have seen the bloody toll this Occupation exacts from both sides.
We, who sensed how the commands issued to us in the Territories, destroy all the values we had absorbed while growing up in this country.
We, who understand now that the price of Occupation is the loss of IDF’s human character and the corruption of the entire Israeli society.
We, who know that the Territories are not Israel, and that all settlements are bound to be evacuated in the end.
We hereby declare that we shall not continue to fight this War of the Settlements.
We shall not continue to fight beyond the 1967 borders in order to dominate, expel, starve and humiliate an entire people.
We hereby declare that we shall continue serving in the Israel Defense Forces in any mission that serves Israel’s defense.
The missions of occupation and oppression do not serve this purpose – and we shall take no part in them.
A happy new year to you.
For those of us who believe that a better world can only come about through more than just prayers, hopes, well wishes and a 'there's nothing much we can do' detachment, here is one site you may want to take a look at.
It may also help the less informed understand why some people are willing to blow themselves up again and again. The Chinese has an old saying "to force a tiger to jump over a wall" to describe a situation when one forces another to react in the most extreme of ways.
The Palestinian version of this is like "to try build a wall in a tiger's lair and force it dance to an Israeli tune". The Israeli version is "I am special in god's eye and a tiger is a beast, so I am good and the tiger is bad. Whatever wall I build or do with the tiger is my god given right". Amazing super arrogance. No wonder they get bitten by tigers wherever they go....
http://www.couragetorefuse.org/defaultEng.asp
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We, reserve combat officers and soldiers of the Israel Defense Forces, who were raised upon the principles of Zionism, sacrifice and giving to the people of Israel and to the State of Israel, who have always served in the front lines, and who were the first to carry out any mission, light or heavy, in order to protect the State of Israel and strengthen it.
We, combat officers and soldiers who have served the State of Israel for long weeks every year, in spite of the dear cost to our personal lives, have been on reserve duty all over the Occupied Territories, and were issued commands and directives that had nothing to do with the security of our country, and that had the sole purpose of perpetuating our control over the Palestinian people.
We, whose eyes have seen the bloody toll this Occupation exacts from both sides.
We, who sensed how the commands issued to us in the Territories, destroy all the values we had absorbed while growing up in this country.
We, who understand now that the price of Occupation is the loss of IDF’s human character and the corruption of the entire Israeli society.
We, who know that the Territories are not Israel, and that all settlements are bound to be evacuated in the end.
We hereby declare that we shall not continue to fight this War of the Settlements.
We shall not continue to fight beyond the 1967 borders in order to dominate, expel, starve and humiliate an entire people.
We hereby declare that we shall continue serving in the Israel Defense Forces in any mission that serves Israel’s defense.
The missions of occupation and oppression do not serve this purpose – and we shall take no part in them.
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