“The trick of living is to slip on and off the planet with the least fuss you can muster. I’m not running for sainthood. I just happen to think that in life we need to be a little like the farmer, who puts back into the soil what he takes out.”
Paul Newman.

Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers

...

The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky,—
No higher than the soul is high.
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.


Renascence -- Edna St. Vincent Millay

A World Without B

"If the *ee disappeared off the surface of the glo*e then man would only have four years of life left. No more *ees, no more pollination, no more plants, no more animals, no more man."

With B:

"If the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe then man would only have four years of life left. No more bees, no more pollination, no more plants, no more animals, no more man."

A World Without Bees,
Alison Benjamin & Brian McCallum

Recession/Depression

In the past week, I've spoken with a gaggle of experts, some of them in finance, some in real estate and some in just plain investments. I've interviewed media magnates, both foreign and domestic, an investment banker, a manufacturer, and a former banker. This is what I have to report: Economically, we're in a recession. Psychologically, we're in a depression. The reason: None of these experts knows what to do.
By Richard Cohen, Tuesday, November 18, 2008; washingtonpost.com

Scenes of liberation

Our nation was still in the same ditch it had been the day before, but the atmosphere was giddy. We felt good not only because we had breached a racial barrier as old as the Republic. Dawn also brought the realization that we were at last emerging from an abusive relationship with our country’s 21st-century leaders. The festive scenes of liberation that Dick Cheney had once imagined for Iraq were finally taking place — in cities all over America.
Frank Rich, nytimes.

Chi è di Napoli, mi capisce...

Ed ora: Obama nel presepe!

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I scream,
you scream,
we all love ice cream.
And USA.