Achtung! Richard Dawkins strikes again.

More one excellent documentary from Richard Dawkins, the renowned biologist who is also a fierce crusader with rationalism/atheism (to the point of fanaticism ;p) stamped in his banner. Sometimes he goes a bit too far in is mission, making science look like a religious belief, but is worthy of respect because he is one of a kind, solitary in his path but supported by the pillars of logic, reason and eloquence.
Doesn't matter if you believe in something or if you're atheist, agnostic, communist, fisherman, just climbed the everest or you've just arrived to the south pole... you should see these documentaries because even if you disagree (which, by the way, it's scientifically extremely healthy ;) ), you'll always learn something!

The Enemies of Reason - Part 1

The Enemies of Reason - Part 2

Chaos Theory: application on life

Today I got news that say I should move on... In fact, that's what I've keep trying for the last times, but it looks the harder I try the more stuck I stay in the past... Well, this has served as an inspiration and after a bit of coding, here it is (don't misunderstand me, I just made the plot, this is Lorenz attractor)... Unfortunately, about the attractor that rules my life, that remains uncharted territory.

Naked Lunch - excerpt 1

I'm reading Naked Lunch... William S. Burroughs masterpiece, and it's something. I will just put here an excerpt that I found bashing:

In the city market is the meet cafe. Followers of obsolete, unthinkable trades doodling in Etruscan, addicts of drugs not yet synthesized, pushers of souped-up Harmaline, junk reduced to pure habit offering precarious vegetable serenity, liquids to induce Latah, Tithonian longevity serums, black marketeers of World War 3, excisors of telepathic sensitivity, osteopaths of the spirit, investigators of infractions denounced by bland paranoid chess players, servers of fragmentary warrants taken down in hebephrenic shorthand charging unspeakable mutilations of the spirit, bureaucrats of spectral departments, officials of unconstituted police states, a Lesbian dwarf who has perfected operation Bang-utot, the lung erection that strangles a sleeping enemy, sellers of orgone tanks and relaxing machines, brokers of exquisit dreams and memories tested on the sensitized cells of junk sickness and bartered for raw materials of the will, doctors skilled in the treatment of diseases dormant in the black dust of ruined cities, gathering virulence in the white blood of eyeless worms feeling slowly to the surface of the human host, maladies of the ocean floor and the stratosphere, maladies of the laboratory and atomic war... A place where the unknown past and the emergent future meet in vibrating soundless hum... Larval entities waiting for a Live One...

in William S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch, chapter "The Market",
Harper Perennial (Harper Collins Publishers)

Consumidores de productos macrobióticos ... beware! Beterraba Contagiosa ...

Tenho de partilhar isto! Infelizmente, embora isto se tenha sucedido à sensivelmente 1 hora atrás, não consigo relatar a conversa que ouvi na integra, no entanto vou tentar.
Cheguei à paragem do autocarro perto de minha casa quando ouvi 3 homens que lá estavam na conversa, com o famoso sotaque portuense este:

"... não compreendo, porque deve haver gajos que têm SIDA ou hepatites outra coisa qualquer, e vão meter a merda deles la no campo. E depois compramos essas comidas biológicas e como é? Aquilo deve vir infectado? Ou como é que é? Por isso e que não confio nessas coisas..."

Infelizmente não consegui ouvir mais porque tinha de me rir (não às gargalhadas) mas... De facto é preciso ficar preocupado porque agora tudo faz sentido... vacas loucas, doenças contagiosas, até a gripe, é tudo devido à beterraba que um gajo compra na Dona Rosa! E no meio disto tudo, faz-nos pensar, que se não fosse a ASAE o país já tinha adoecido todo!!!

P.S.: Isto não é um ataque da minha parte aos portadores de uma doença (seja ela qual for),
os quais respeito profundamente. Peço também a clemência para estes velhotes (os que ouvi a terem esta conversa), porque pronto, tenhamos bom senso.

P.S. 2: O nome Beterraba Contagiosa está oficialmente (ou quase) protegido por uma lei qualquer que impeça o seu uso para nome de qualquer banda ou agrupamento musical a partir de agora.

On the Road ...

Finished reading Kerouac's "On the Road". Here is a book that opens our minds, a fresh luff of air indeed. The experience he relates are worthy of envy. In the end, it's a difficult task the one of leaving to know the world. Why? Because to know you must cut your safety net, you must leave the controlled environment of some nicely planed holidays. What I think Kerouac tries to transmit, beside many other things, is that the act of discovery can come only sided with the act of adventure... And how can you do this when you have booked a flight to after go to your booked hostel to visit only what you were scheduled and told to see, not the real stuff but a distorted image of it...
Yasss, what Kerouac tries to tell is for us to depart , released from our responsible social fears, and live the trip, live that road which lies between you and your destination, to walk, hitchhike, drive, simply travel there without schedules... in sum, to be spontaneous!
The end unfortunately leaves us facing 'the departure', and sweetly made me remind of all people that have passed by, leaving me their imprint, and are now gone; or maybe not gone but far away, too far. But that's just life, just the deep realization of time, isn't it?