Same old, same old

... gets up in the morning and says, "Man! There's a whole lot of sh*t going on and somebody needs to do something about it!"

He's been saying the same sh*t day after day, year after year. He said that same sh*t when he was in school. He said the same sh*t in college. He said the same sh*t as he got dressed in his suit for that big interview with that big firm that sucked people's blood and mis-managed their life-savings. He said the same thing as an executive while continuing that profitable mis-management for that firm.

He said the same thing when he fed the birds on Sunday mornings. He said the same thing to his old friends. He said the same thing when he prayed.

He said the same thing to his kids; the same thing the day after he retired, the day he donated 200 bucks to charity.

Until he stopped saying it anymore.

He's you. He's me.

Lunch box blues

I don't pack lunch from home to take to work. I buy it.

The last week or so - I got used to bringing lunch from home. Home cooked lunch. Tasty and wholesome. Not cooked by me. My mother-in-law's visiting us.

Today I forgot to bring it with me. I realized that I hadn't half-way to work. And work is not close-by. I almost turned around to go back and pick it up. I didn't though.

I'm at work now. Still bothers me that I forgot to bring my lunch - it was packed and ready for me.

The last time I remember being bothered about not bringing my lunch from home was back in the 7th Standard (i.e. 7th grade).

More on flat worlds

Tom Friedman continues to churn out books about what the world is going to look like. I suppose he should be commended for being prolific. Can't comment too much on the quality of the content he produces in his books though. I haven't actually read any of his books. But, I do read his columns on NYTimes sometimes. I used to read back before the whole Iraq war marching drums started rolling . And then for some reason, he jumped on the Iraq war bandwagon and the fact that it was the right thing to do and it was absolutely necessary (discussed here earlier).

What does that say aboutFriedman's ability (or lack thereof) to make sense from nonsense - is really up to whoever cares a sh*t to judge.

But he's out now with another book. This one apparently drubs on about how the green revolution will be the next big industrial revolution of-sorts, the next technology driver, the next culmination of all known/hoped/wished-for messianic movements and events all wrapped into one (including the love children of Gandhi and Mandela, marrying those of MLK, and JFK before finally being crowned kings and/or queens of Mother Earth).

Slate's got a review of this one. Clearly, the man loves jumping onto the latest bandwagon - no matter what it be. Whether it's for the war when it was popular, before going against it when it was unpopular. Gotta love a weathervane.