A thought last night as the quiet rains fell on the hapu'u, and I beside the cheery woodstove with a glass of wine and the Les Paul. A comfortably sore back from planting but a full belly. A lot of the world seemed a long long way away.
We must remember--the secret ingredient that unfailingly is able to convert despair into beauty--heroism.
You’ll Never Hear Me Complain About Ageism (And Why HR Departments Should
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Age discrimination is real. I’ve got some extremely talented friends who
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3 comments:
Jay,
You might want to check this out:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2009/mar/18/perfect-storm-john-beddington-energy-food-climate
yup.
Another link:
http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200903/r350188_1604430.asx
Marc Faber advises everybody to go get a farm and a shotgun at the end of the interview...
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