Friday, September 30, 2016
The South Hills Crossbill Is Evolving in a Seriously Bizarre Way | WIRED
Thursday, September 29, 2016
BBC - Future - How anxiety warps your perception
BBC - Capital - Where are all the expat women?
We´ve been `dumbed down´ via media!
Head in the clouds in Salta, Argentina | Travel | The Guardian
Worse than Guantánamo? Ex-prisoner struggles with new life in Kazakhstan | World news | The Guardian
Huge release of Rosetta images paints a spooky picture of comet's rugged landscape
Here comes the Black Moon | Astronomy.com
6 Netflix Tips You Don't Know About, According To Netflix | Huffington Post
One of my favorite cities in the world. If the climate was better, I´d live there!
Don´t forget Dick Eversol, who hired Lorne Michaels in 1975. I was there!
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
I would say voting for either Trump or Hillary is, `is like 'masturbating your way into hell'
Sean Penn: voting for Trump is like 'masturbating your way into hell' | Film | The Guardian: "is like 'masturbating your way into hell'"
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BBC - Travel - Orgiva, `South of Granada,´ where there is a Sufi community.
It all comes down to profit margins. Money is God in the world!
BBC - Capital - The countries where cash is on the verge of extinction: "It all comes down to profit margins."
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No mistake! People who lost their family members and friends in the 9/11 attack, should have the right to sue Saudi Arabia!
Inside Netflix’s Amanda Knox: ‘She was cast as a she-devil’ | Film | The Guardian
^Just-us,´for white people! No justice for people that are not white!
People Who Visited the White House the Most | InsideGov
Ranking the Least Intelligent Presidents in U.S. History | InsideGov
This should piss the pope off!
The traffic is horrible, not a good city for cyclists, but what would you expect in a continent with little conocimientos?
Face to face with Peru's Lord of Sipan 1,900 years after his death
Where Is ISIS Now? Islamic State Targets Include US, Spain, Belgium, and Dozens Of Other Nations
When have the corpos. ever cared about people, except to exploit for their benefit?
This is good!
Dutch probe: Missile brought from Russia downed Malaysia Airlines plane over Ukraine - The Washington Post
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
The "Viral" KENZO World Ad Actually Celebrates Illuminati Mind Control - The Vigilant Citizen - Symbols Rule the World
PFC-Free Clothing for the Outdoors | WIRED
Faceless London: Four hours on Westminster Bridge - BBC News
Polluted air affects 92% of global population, says WHO - BBC News
BBC - Future - The woman who forced us to look death in the face
Stop Trying to Feel Awesome All the Time, Says Millennial Whisperer | Mother Jones
It's a boy! First baby is born with DNA from 3 parents, in controversial IVF technique, report says - CBS News
The Norwegian TV series that’s enraged the Kremlin – POLITICO
Monday, September 26, 2016
Dilute honey 'may fight urine infections' - BBC News
BBC - Future - Will dentists help you to grow new teeth?
If everyone became vegetarian by 2050, food-related emissions would drop by 60%
BBC - Future - What would happen if the world suddenly went vegetarian?: "If everyone became vegetarian by 2050, food-related emissions would drop by 60%"
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BBC - Future - The last unmapped places on Earth
BBC - Future - What would happen if the world suddenly went vegetarian?
Turner prize 2016 exhibition review – bleak and baffling, but no bum deal | Art and design | The Guardian
Nope, wrong. In space, as if like Mars, we´ll just exploit and trash out another planet!
You don´t understand in the U.K. People for Trump are going to vote for him regardless of what comes out in debates or the media. I voted for Jill Stein, the Green candidate who they won´t even allow into the 2-party controlled debate charade. Emma Goldman, a prominent U.S. anarchist, in the early 20th C. said, Ìf voting changed anything, they´d make it illegal!´ Voting gives the illusion of participation.
Greaaaaat! We are the dumbest race in the history of mankind, and oh be woe unto us for it. We´re basically committing suicide, slowly, agonizingly!
China reopens former underground nuclear facility to the public - UPI.com
There are lies, damn lies, and statistics. Anyone who believes statistics, also must believe n the tooth fairy!
Well,he´s my hero, and I´m an American!
IF VOTING H CHANGED ANYTHING, THEY´D MAKE IT ILLEGAL! Emma Goldman
Sunday, September 25, 2016
BBC - Travel - World’s largest matrilineal society
I´m hoping androids, cyborgs, robots, without an ego, will save us from ourselves!
BBC - Future - What if the aliens we are looking for are AI?
Meeting Cellebrite - Israel's master phone crackers - BBC News
Parrtjima: lighting up the outback – in pictures | Culture | The Guardian
British woman, 26, becomes one of world’s youngest airline captains | World news | The Guardian
Humans are going to have the edge over robots where work demands creativity | Tim Dunlop | Guardian Sustainable Business | The Guardian
I would say... Don´t be so focused on material success! It´s a trap!
The Best Original Shows On Netflix Streaming | Television | Geek.com
I voted for Jill Stein for president of the U.S. You should as well!
Yes, he had charisma, and developed TV golf. He got me involved. In fact, I covered golf on TV for ABC Sports, Inc. (now E.S.P.N.) and knew Arnold personally.
A Season of Terror and Donald Trump - The New Yorker
Words of the Week: Fart Folk Suffer System's Mistakes - China Digital Times (CDT)
Yesterday, up my usual crank to Pradollano, the ski village on the western slope of Velleta, the second highest mountain in continental Spain.
But, at my age, I can never tell what´s going to happen. I could make it all the way, or have to turn back for some reason, either body or bicycle.
I was off at the usual 0800 time as up at 0530. It takes me that long, 2.5 hours, to do everything necessary before departing. This is old age, as I don´t like hurrying, and have to sit for a bit after eating.
The ride up to the village and beyond to what is called `The Barrier´(where private motor vehicles are stopped) is up from 800mts. (Monachil) to 2550mt. in roughly 40KM, or a `rise´of 1750mt.. Thus, the average grade is something close to 05%. Going up this takes me five hours, as old carry much weight and in no hurry (I stop rest, take fotos., eat, etc.). But, going down it only takes 1:15.
Yesterday, or Sabado (Saturday in Ingles) I wasn´t feeling particularly strong. Again at my age, this changes from day to day. You can feel good one day, then the next, like you don´t want to go. But, I went, and was surprised by my time, as sometimes I `clock.´ Up to the Visitor´s Center, about 18KM, it took three hours. Then another 8KM to Pradollano 1.5 hours. That´s an average of 5.5KM per, pretty slow. Sometimes people walking are faster than me.
I stop at Pradollano to have coffee and postres at Little Morgan where I know the manager, a Moroccan woman named Sanae. She knows Antonio, who rents room for cheap or 30E per. So, far, however, I´ve never been able to partake of, as one problem or another. But, I keep trying as the Kena Nevada Hotel, expensive (spent one night there for 73E per).
This trip up different as always. Three of four things come to mind…
One, beyond Purche, up to the second crest I saw a group of wild goats. These are the Iberian Ibex (Capra pyrenaica) that live in the Sierra Nevada mountains. And this is one advantage to riding a bicycle, as you make little noise, and surprise animals in the wild. They´re curious and usually don´t run away.
Two, up on A-395, the main highway up to Pradollano, a huge group of motorcycles coming down. There must have been one hundred! We can thank Harley Davidson for this, although this group wasn´t the Hell´s Angel type, just the `yuppie´type out riding around Spain. But, what noise!
Three, up further, I got visual and audible applause out the window of a white van as it passed. This a first.
Up at the junction (just before the village), where there is a little park with benches, I stopped to eats something, and rest. I got interrupted by a cyclist who asked for directions. Here I am only five months in Spain, and I´m recommending routes in Spanish. He wanted to know the shortest route up, and I told him through the village. He also wanted a foto. with Veleta in the b.g. ´Perfecto´ I got, after he checked it.
I don´t like taking fotos. with a `dumb´tele., as I never know what `button´to press, plus on the large screen (like with my Canon), you can´t see well enough to frame.
Finally, in the parking lot, at the bottom of Pradollano, I got invited for a beer by a group of older cyclists. This encounter I managed to `fuck up,´in a way that has distressed me to no end—a missed opportunity. Ah, I do a few things right, and many wrong.
Sitting, having my coffee outside at Little Morgan´s I got the idea to leaving my `calling cards´and stickers in the windshield of the group´s van. They obivously had come up from Granada, with their bicycles in this van.
At Little Morgan Antonio was there with Sanae, and I asked about his room to rent. But, some story about his cook and waitress, they´d had a fight, and refused to sleep in the same bed, so both bedrooms occupied. This is the third time I´ve tried to rent one of Antonio´s rooms, but it doesn´t seem to be possible. Must be a good reason!
Later, after playing ´Pick Up Sticks,´with my toothpicks, I packed up and departed. First, purchasing water from the Coviran mercado that was open. Note, stores in Latin cultures generally closed in the afternoons (siesta time).
Back down in the parking lot, I discovered the older cyclists group´s van was done! Damn! Now, what to do? Since no ´room at the Inn,´with Antonio, I thought I would go up to see if Boabdil was open for a room at the Mirabella Hotel. Gary and Betty, who I´d met at Little Morgan had first suggested this. But, the on the previous trip up, it was closed.
Strange thing about this ski village, as it has a hundred hotels, but only one open in the summer. There are other situations for staying the night, but so far, I don´t seem to be included.
I cranked up, which is no easy deal, and found edificio Boabdil (the reception desk for the hotel) closed. Second time no luck.
But, then another idea concerning trying to make amends with the older cycling group. Since I was further up, I thought I might continue up to the barrier, and see if they were cycling in the afternoon, rather than in the morning. Again, another 3KM all up, and some work. Note, `The Barrier´parking lot, is about 40KM from Granada City, and about 30KM from Monachil.
I circled the parking lot, which was jammed, almost colliding with a man, one of the drivers of some tour bus. People move without looking.`Again, no van, so I concluded the older guys had cycled in the morning, and when I met them had come down to have lunch in Pradollano. Damn! Damn!
I had fucked up earlier and not engaged this group after having been invited! What was I thinking? In this case what had happened? I´m not sure to this moment, except to think that my demons had possessed me once again. Most people will guffaw at this, but they don´t know what I´ve been through since departing Mt. Kailas in Tibet, six years ago. Note, I actually saw two of the demons, in a city, when Cesar, Javier, and Rafael were on our cycling trip two months ago. I took pictures of these demons, now uploaded to www.cyclingpeace.org/gallery/. Of course, when you peruse you will say these are only `rocks,´but you have no òrgans´to perceive the spiritual world (like I have). Trust me, they are the demons that `have followed me ever since I moved the Kundalini from Tibet to Bolivia. What is he talking about you will ask yourselves?
I went back down to Monachil, as I´m not into staying in dormitory rooms. There is that option at `The Barrier,´offered by the University of Granada. If one persona snores, I don´t sleep. Plus, walking to the toilet in the night, in an unfamilar place, plus no coffee my way, in the morning. No thanks, I´m too old and spoiled at this point for group sleeping.
Down at Purche, just 7KM from Monachild I stopped to eat the remainer of my lunch, now cena (dinner in Es.). The sun was still high, and warmer here, 1Kmts. lower from where I had just come.
While I was up at Pradollano earleir, I noticed the first dusting of nieve (snow in Es.) up on the peak. Ah, winter cometh here in the Northern Hemisphere.
Next Saturday, I will go back up, do the same hoping to God to run into the group of older cyclists, thus repairing the `damage´of my unfriendly behavior. But, what are the odds?
I do some things right, but many wrong!
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