Surprising that dental surgeons don't advertise the no-smoking aspect - very easy to quit when threatened with a prospect of the dreaded dry-socket. Otherwise it's all very Toronto: soi-distant competence, greed & impatience.The word for this kind of weather really is 'unseasonable'? ... strange. Snow mid-April and later on a howling mid-nite storm on the beach. Wake elated, joyful into the noise of it.
Have a look at an Old Testament concordance and you will see that the language roots go deep and wide. Not quite so simple as breath/wind/spirit ... or ... yeah, just that simple! As a noun and as a verb.
The title of this post is an intentional nonsense - one can no more occupy the spirit than the wind. There is a notion among Christians (and other religious types no doubt, but among Christians I know more of it) that one's soul is sacrosanct, inviolable, proof against even, say, torture; and it is true sometimes I am sure, in specific cases. This little ditty:
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul. (William Ernest Henley, Invictus ~1875);
which I learned by memory at my mother's knee (incorrectly it turns out - she replaced 'punishments' with 'penalties') simply doesn't wash as a general principle. I (one?) could wish it did (or not).
So let's call the whole shebang 'Abandon the Spirit' instead; which is not so different.
A series then? Extending possibly to 'Occupy the Piffle', 'Occupy the Poffle & Pendicle' (unexpectedly related), Cafuffle? ... 'Occupy the Fuddle-Duddle'? ... and become a professional Buddhist?
This is John Atkin. He is the Chief Operating Officer of Syngenta:
Here are three videos of him being interviewed (I presume you can distinguish between journalism & corporate propaganda - these are propaganda, straightforward 'tissue of lies' - so you can't see how he thinks but you can see how he pretends to think): 2010 (5 minutes); 2012 (8 minutes); and, 2013 (6 minutes), specifically on honeybees.
He goes on the record saying things about honeybee problems like, “nothing to do with chemicals,” (Bloomberg). Ph.D. from University of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, a Geordie then; and a supersized Varroa destructor as well perhaps?
Peter Sale does a much better job on the bee science than I do.
Big numbers (again again):
Somewhere it says world energy consumption in 2010 was 510.551 quadrillion (1015) BTUs. Unclear if that is a comma or a decimal point, looks like a decimal point so ... hours per year = 365 x 24 = 8,760 ... 0.0582820776255708 quadrillion BTU/hour, converts to 0.017080789025 quadrillion watts, divided by a quadrillion is 17 trillion watts; which is about what they say somewhere else, 18 terawatts.
Daily input from the sun is 1,366 watts per square metre, area of a circle (disc) with radius 6,350,000 m (πr2) is 126,727,857,142,857 m2, ... 1.73 x 1017 watts, or 173 petawatts (1015), or 173,000 terawatts, about half of which reaches the ground, so ... ~5,000 times greater than 2010 world energy consumption; which is about what they say somewhere else.
Now ... it seems to me that 1 in 5,000 efficiency isn't much to strive for, is it?
Castelo dos Sonhos / Castle of Dreams, Creporizinho (which figured as a link on the TransGarimpeiro highway a while ago here), the five (or seven?) plants of Complexo Tapajós ... some of that is on this map somewhere - and some is not, the village mentioned in the Munduruku letter, Sawré Muybú, is nowhere to be found (by me).
These State roadmaps in .pdf foprmat are freely downloadable - and considerably more up-to-date than Google Maps (even though they were published in the early oughts).
A story about Castelo dos Sonhos, and another about BR-163.
Imagine! Naming a place 'Castle of Dreams'.
It's an annual thing in South Africa to remember Chris Hani's death around and about April 10th.
1990: Nelson Mandela is released from Robben Island;
1993: Chris Hani is murdered & a white neighbour, Retha Harmse, reports it to the police.
Bones of the story at Wikipedia; a bit more at the 15th anniversary in 2008 from Janet Smith & Beauregard Tromp (but beware, they wrote the book on it). No Coetzee novel on this one, or maybe I missed it.
It is Retha Harmse and her husband Daan who interest me. They were driven out of the neighbourhood apparently.
"Tous pourris!" / they're all rotten, "sauf moi."
Slowly, by tiny steps and degrees of alienation I am turning my face to the wall gentle reader. There it is.
And then, just before the 'Publish' button turns up this: Fuck For Forest [dot] com; not quite Philip Glass but ... Marcin Masecki Plays Fuck For Forest; and the kickoff found in The Guardian.
Coming up: Peter Sale in Huntsville (Ontario) on Earth Day:
Not exactly on Earth Day but on Saturday April 2oth from 9:30am till 3:00pm. Peter speaks at Noon for an hour or so.
Some info on his blog; more on the Town of Huntsville Earth Day Huntsville 2013 page; a poster; a schedule; the necessary Ontario Northland bus schedule (about a three hour trip from Toronto); a-and cheap ($50 a night) accomodation at the Huntsville Inn which is a short walk (a f-f-few blocks and a bridge) from the Algonquin Theatre which is where the event is being held.
Be there or be square!