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Jan. 27th, 2009
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Jan. 27th, 2009 08:58 amReading the article here I went through a variety of stages. At the end of page one I felt that I would rather be dead than be in the same situation as Clive, trapped in a world that I could not understand, constantly living in terror and incomprehension. And then by the end of page two I felt that maybe it would be something I could live with. And then by the end of the article I just didn't know.
It's a fascinating piece, and it highlights just how fragile the world we live in is, dependent as we are on a small and easily damaged lump of grey porridge-like good.
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It's a fascinating piece, and it highlights just how fragile the world we live in is, dependent as we are on a small and easily damaged lump of grey porridge-like good.
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Jan. 27th, 2009 10:03 amCheers to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drplokta for this graph:
which shows mortgage payments versus income - a more useful way of telling whether house prices are high. Which they clearly still are (and that graph doesn't go past 2005, so there's more overheating there) - but the swings aren't quite as severe.
drplokta for this graph:which shows mortgage payments versus income - a more useful way of telling whether house prices are high. Which they clearly still are (and that graph doesn't go past 2005, so there's more overheating there) - but the swings aren't quite as severe.
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They tested the short term memory of 50 people with an average age of 60, who were overweight, but not obese, and then got one-third to eat 30% fewer calories than normal each day. After three months, the dieters scored 20% higher on the test than they had before the diet.
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Among the kebabs sampled - without salad or sauces - the average doner contained 98% of an adult's recommended daily salt and 148% of their daily saturated fat allowance. Yum!
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Ow! Ow! Ow! Also, I first read it as "Octopuses".
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University of Texas psychologists Kristina Durante and Norman Li found that women with high concentrations of the hormone oestradiol were likelier to flirt, kiss and have a serious affair outside an established relationship.
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It's odd seeing candid photos of SS members having picnics with the auxilliary staff.
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One of the all time classic short stories.
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Massive panoramic shot with lots of possible zooming
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Damn shame.
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Jan. 27th, 2009 05:29 pmSeveral years ago some members of my family and I went in search of my father's missing family.
They'd gone missing about 65 years ago.
Well, I say missing. The location of some of them were very well documented.
The Nazis were good at that kind of thing.
We visited Theresienstadt, before carrying on to Prague and then Brno, that being where my grandfather's family had come from. I learned that he had had a family from before he fled to England, and that most of them had not survived. We visited the Pinkas synagogue, where the names of the dead are inscribed, and take up more space than you can comfortable imagine.
We went over the border into Poland, and visited Auschwitz, a harrowing day that was lightened only by the telling of jokes in awful taste on the walk back from the gas chambers to the car.
Because sometimes you can either laugh or cry, and at that moment we chose to celebrate life.
Some day, I hope to make the journey again. I was too young then to fully appreciate it, and I would like to see it again with new eyes.
Today is Holocaust memorial day, and I am remembering.
They'd gone missing about 65 years ago.
Well, I say missing. The location of some of them were very well documented.
The Nazis were good at that kind of thing.
We visited Theresienstadt, before carrying on to Prague and then Brno, that being where my grandfather's family had come from. I learned that he had had a family from before he fled to England, and that most of them had not survived. We visited the Pinkas synagogue, where the names of the dead are inscribed, and take up more space than you can comfortable imagine.
We went over the border into Poland, and visited Auschwitz, a harrowing day that was lightened only by the telling of jokes in awful taste on the walk back from the gas chambers to the car.
Because sometimes you can either laugh or cry, and at that moment we chose to celebrate life.
Some day, I hope to make the journey again. I was too young then to fully appreciate it, and I would like to see it again with new eyes.
Today is Holocaust memorial day, and I am remembering.