If you’ve ever worked in a business bigger than 15 people, you’ll known that this diagram is absolutely correct.
Thank you, Gaping Void, for another brilliant observation. What a great way to start the working year!
Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
If you’ve ever worked in a business bigger than 15 people, you’ll known that this diagram is absolutely correct.
Thank you, Gaping Void, for another brilliant observation. What a great way to start the working year!
I haven’t seen a single news bulletin or read a newspaper in a week. I’ve only turned on the TV once. I’ve hardly even been out of the house. For all I know, World War VI could have broken out — we’re up to number six, aren’t we? Or an alien virus could have decimated the population.
Or John Howard could have finally dropped the veil, so to speak, and openly started rounding up the Muslims and everyone else who can’t play cricket and shipping them to Nauru.
And you know what? I simply couldn’t care less.
Because in the quiet of this first “work” day after New Year’s Day, while the rest of the city is still sleeping off a long weekend binge, it’s gently raining.
The beautiful sound of raindrops on the garden is punctuated only by the occasional squawk of a lorikeet making a quick dash back to its tree. In the soft, grey light, the freshly rain-washed flowers and leaves of the garden glisten.
It’s a special quiet moment of solitude before the world really starts its new year. And it’s very, very beautiful.
Happy New Year.
Could the most popular search engine Google, which claims it can make money without doing evil, be engaged in spamming? Recent activity on this blog would suggest so — and they certainly have both motive and opportunity.
My Melbourne friend Richard (one of the several Richards I know there) sends this photo of Melbourne’s smoke-filled sky today as residents face the massive bushfires.
He writes:
So far around 400,000 hectares have been burned.
Although the fires are burning in an area between 150 and 200km north-east of the city, they’re casting a smoky haze over Melbourne. You can smell it, even indoors, and despite the pollution in the CBD.
It’s like God’s fired up his pot-belly stove.
The Age is collecting further smog photos too.
Now that I’ve upgraded to Firefox 2.0, I get spell-checking inside website forms — a bonus! But the spell-checker has trouble with “Stilgherrian” (oddly enough).
Its suggestions are “Spenglerian” (after the German pre-Nazi historian and philosopher Oswald Spengler, “Utilitarianism” (the ethical theory), “Cherianne’s” (whoever Cherianne is!), “Algerian’s” (well, I know what Algerians are, but why has it chosen the possessive form?) or “Utilitarians”. Not the best set of alternatives…
The other day I met someone who’s the exact opposite of Eric.
Thanks, Gaping Void, for providing such insights.