Category: A Symbol Life

RU-A-?SP0M-R

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If you are several people, working on several projects that support or seek to produce structure to fuzzy goals, are you a spamer, as well. You may look like it, at least to a singular outlier.

Several months ago, my interests overlapped with those of someone who had been asked to investigate the funding of a single person business that has lived off an unlikely funding source. Different, but not so different. The difference is the reason, not the method. Method is simple. Ask a focused group, focusing questions. Search for alternates to the first batch. Rinse, repeat as necessary. Meaning until time, money, or interest expire.

But the odd thing, as we are ending the data collection, in the expand your reach finale, a person of peripheral influence thinks us a spamer… or phisher, neither of course would be accurate words for what he thinks is happening.

And in another month the good folks at a MEMS-based sensor manufacturer will be told the results. Say hello to the internet and the very small village of italian breakfasts.

Examples For Life

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My child never taught me a damn thing — my dear father

Children provide us an opportunity to learn by observation. Watch, listen, learn.

Recent stories about the interactions of people in groups, communities. Offered by the commentariat of college and consultant as being evidence of failures recovered. Evidence that mankind left to commerce has no need of planners. Never of evidence that once trained, people can maintain their control. Never evidence that the nations that ride bicycles in near equal measures as drive cars, yield to pedestrians at a higher rate.

Never tested is the accident rate after dark. Let us turn off the public lights at intersections. All of them, both the traffic and the utility lights. How long before someone “learns” to replace the street light. How many durable citizens come out to stand service to light the way of pedestrians, cyclists. Or, do we trust the drivers to see their way with only their own lights to guide them? Who is ready to test this?

In my life I’ve been hit by cars because I walk too much. I’d suggest an experiment that you could try in civilized, libertarian havens in Silicon Valley, but the blood splatters will just bring more delay to my too lengthy commutes.

============= foot nots to be worked in later
living in contradiction.
stories we tell ourselves about ourselves, about others.
uniquely American
typically British
resolutely Indian
the stoic chinese
the quiet american cowboy