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Why Am I Talking?

Monday, November 30th, 2015

From workcompass.com

Pavoiser

Saturday, November 28th, 2015

Photo REUTERS – Jean-Paul Pelissier

Business Is Flow

Friday, November 20th, 2015

Business, for the most part, is about making money. Sure, the business might have a "higher purpose" attached to it, but hey, serving that higher purpose isn’t much use if you can’t make payroll.

And money, commerce, is this fluid thing that happens in between people and companies. It isn’t a solid, it’s a liquid.

The beginning of the end happens when the people in charge forget this, when they start thinking that their liquid is a solid. That things will never change.

And then some other liquid comes along and eats their lunch. Uber: liquid. Yellow Taxis: solid. You get the idea.

Stay in flow, people. Stay liquid.

Image and text by @gapingvoid

John Oliver’s “Moment Of Premium Cable Profanity”

Monday, November 16th, 2015

Sadly we must begin with a few words about France which on Friday suffered the deadliest attack on its soil since World War II.

Look, it’s hardly been 48 hours, and much is still unknown, but there are a few some things we can say for certain. And this is when it actually helps to be on HBO, where those things can be said without restraints. Because after the many necessary and appropriate moments of silence, I’d like to offer you a moment of premium cable profanity.

So here is where things stand:

First, as of now we know this attack was carried out by gigantic fucking assholes. Unconscionable flaming assholes. Possibly working with other fucking assholes. Definitely working in service of an ideology of pure assholery.

Second, and this goes almost without saying: Fuck these assholes. Fuck them, if I may say, sideways.

And third, it is important to remember, nothing about what these assholes are trying to do is going to work. France is going to endure and I’ll tell you why. If you are in a war of culture and lifestyle with France, good fucking luck. Because go ahead, bring your bankrupt ideology. They’ll bring Jean-Paul Sartre, Edith Piaf, fine wine, Gauloise cigarettes, Camus, Camembert, madeleines, macarons, Marcel Proust, and the fucking croquembouche. You just brought a philosophy of rigorous self-abnegation to a pastry fight, my friend. You are fucked, that is a French freedom tower.

So to the people of France, our thoughts are truly with you.

#ParisAttacks

Sunday, November 15th, 2015

A beautiful comment by Blackpoodles from Santa Barbara explains why Paris may be the favorite target for salafists:


France embodies everything religious zealots everywhere hate: enjoyment of life here on earth in a myriad little ways: a fragrant cup of coffee and buttery croissant in the morning, beautiful women in short dresses smiling freely on the street, the smell of warm bread, a bottle of wine shared with friends, a dab of perfume, children paying in the Luxembourg Gardens, the right not to believe in any god, not to worry about calories, to flirt and smoke and enjoy sex outside of marriage, to take vacations, to read any book you want, to go to school for free, to play, to laugh, to argue, to make fun of prelates and politicians alike, to leave worrying about the afterlife to the dead.
No country does life on earth better than the French.
Paris, we love you. We cry for you. You are mourning tonight, and we with you. We know you will laugh again, and sing again, and make love, and heal, because loving life is your essence. The forces of darkness will ebb. They will lose. They always do.

No need to say that the French won’t change because of a bunch of terrorists, as well illustrated by @SophieLambda.

Naturally, Paris is nervous these days, with most monuments closed and many fake alerts. But there is also this epic man, pulling his piano with his bike in order to go and play Imagine in front of the Bataclan.

Paris will mourn, despair of current "lost generation" of politicians… but also be very proud of the worldwide solidarity that was born from these awful events.

As the cartoonist @joannsfar nails it, please don’t #PrayForParis, open a bottle of French wine instead and enjoy it with your best friends (if you could find some French cheese and a genuine baguette, it would be perfect).


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