Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Two Great Geckos of my acquaintance set off for Copenhagen, the commune decided (encore!) to spray everything to kill off all the mossies. There are still lots of mossies but everything else is dying. There is no chikungunya ... yet.
The Great Geckos returned having reached the end of a coconut frond and reflected that humans trying to solve the climate problem was like expecting neonates to remove their own meconium. In effect, there is no climate problem there is a human problem.
However, this is the season of goodwill and the great stuffing of christians. The supermarkets here are bulging with uncarefully filed cardboard fillets of farmed fish. Everyone seemingly wants to eat salmon for the season along with foie gras. The latter a symbol of a perverse and bloated consumerism and the former a symbol of humanity swimming in it own fecal matter and desperately trying to devolve. On an island fecund and fruitful surrounded by seas teeming with unfarmed fish one would think that ...
... well if you want a photo of my carrapacio d'espadon.
You'll have to wait as the gecko is hungry and some "lcd" has destroyed its larder. Yep, some things are just black and white, even when they are not.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Whatever happens in life, do not fall into a droplet of water suspended on the frond of a palm. That being said the mango season has at last taken off and the price of such fruit is descending daily, as are the mangoes. Back with the Humble telescope and I have discovered the great star nursery and beyond the greater maternelle of galaxies :
Red dwarfs, pulsars, spirals, dinkumpoops, a whole wealth of cosmological growths are to be found at the market of St Pierre on a Saturday morning. Who needs the LHD, read a bit of Blake, drink a Phoenix and the origins of the cosmos are as clear as ....
... Well, as the mango eclipsed by Saturn
... and if any of youse should ask what life on planet is like. The terraforming is taking place but it is being constantly delayed by the human virus, who, being conservative by nature are intent on planetary and cosmological reversion to primal sludge.