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Sunday, November 15, 2009

And of Muddied Oafs.... 

An unseen and ineluctable downward intellectual spiral in most of our lives has us occasionally pausing out of breath wondering where all one’s lofty pursuits have disappeared. The extent of elation on encountering anything divergent from the status quo, usually a direct measure of the depths that we may have plumbed, is unfettered by any stimulus causing it to begin with which consequently results in divine epiphanies being felt on receipt of simple homilies. Some manifestations are in the vociferous and frequent forced appreciation of mediocre art, form and ideas.

Having felt the clannish appeal of some of my passions, I realize that my own inability to come to grips with those who merely show up than to experience whatever it is that can be is a sad reflection of a more polarized view. But applauding with a scant regard to genuine dissection of style and substance breeds only languor and gradual ruin.

Just reading through stuff like this gives one sleepless nights
“ ….If I could do TED India all over again, I would have brought the Gods of all the major religions on stage and asked them how they viewed India. Then I would have asked the Chief Beliefs Officer to create a new politics where they could sing, dance, work and pray together….”

So a nice way to spend time, to delude oneself into the significance and sweep of the power of some ideas and yes, to network.
It’s sweet but it’s not a meal !!
Picnic time for TEDdy bears
The little TEDdy bears are having a lovely time today
Watch them, catch them unawares
And see them picnic on their holiday.......


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