BS: Blindingly obvious truths

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: kendall
Date: 17 Nov 10 - 07:24 PM

It's not about freedom, it's about oil.

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: GUEST,Jon
Date: 17 Nov 10 - 07:34 PM

The blindly obvious truth to me is we can think we are wise yet be guilty of stupidity and have the 2 running together.

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: GUEST,Patsy
Date: 18 Nov 10 - 10:53 AM

There may be a chance of rain, or there may not. Weather. Hmmm! I heard this one morning.

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: Donuel
Date: 18 Nov 10 - 12:19 PM

Suppose there was a technology or a virtual magical truth system (VMTS) that allowed you to see the unmitigated truth in every situation in very action in every motivation human or otherwise, no matter how distant in the past or how recent in our future.

You would see exactly how Cleopatra lost her life, who shoot john, how the Wall St. scheme came together for a show down in a COngressiaonal bail out vote, etc.

And then imagine a well informed population could have these extraordinary truths at thier beck and call for the asking.






The truth is it would not make one damn bit of difference since one big lie will be believed by a minimum of 20% and a maximum of 80% of the population despite any VMTS



still it would nice to know if something did intentionally engineer and add a mitochondrial cell to living organisms that made all animal life possible.

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: Tannywheeler
Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:28 PM

"...a man without a heartbeat..." I wonder now would God smite me horribly if I said "From gnu's mouth to God's ear"??

My grandad was 1 of 10 children of a sharecropper in Texas. My grandma 1 of 6. Got kinfolks "up the wahZOO". The main blindingly obvious truth in our family is "Einstein was right: all things are relative & the Faulks got more relative than others." Tw

Subject: RE: BS: Blindingly obvious truths
From: Micca
Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:42 PM

If I might add a very apropos bit of Kipling


The Gods of the Copybook Headings

AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."

On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."

In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."

Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;

And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

Rudyard Kipling