Sunday, February 28, 2010
art deco for walls
http://i-contain-multitudes.blogspot.com/2009/08/been-seeing-lot-of-wall-decals-recently.html
Island of the Dolls
http://www.odditycentral.com/pics/mexicos-island-of-the-dolls-is-beyond-creepy.html
cool
cool
Eating Right
http://www.businesscreditcards.com/bootstrapper/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/top-100-foods-for-productivity-brief-535w.png
paper flowers
http://dozidesign.blogspot.com/2008/05/paper-flower-tutorial.html
not as easy as it looks
not as easy as it looks
decorating
http://www.eightyonedesign.co.uk/how-would-you-improve-your-graphic-design-studio-or-office/
Friday, February 26, 2010
Russian researchers in the late 1940's kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas based stimulant. They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully monitor their oxygen intake so the gas didn't kill them, since it was toxic in high concentrations. This was before closed circuit cameras so they had only microphones and 5 inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the chamber to monitor them. The chamber was stocked with books, cots to sleep on but no bedding, running water and toilet, and enough dried food to last all five for over a month.
The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.
Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.
After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself...
After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the lenght of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it... or rather didn't react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.
So did the whispering to the microphones.
After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.
They announced: "We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom."
To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: "We no longer want to be freed."
Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.
The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in 'life.'
The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject's thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four 'surviving' test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.
The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.
Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep...
To everyone's surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject's teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.
In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word "MORE" over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.
The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake...
The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.
The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it should be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.
When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple "Keep cutting."
The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.
Only one response was given: "I must remain awake."
All three subject's restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military 'benefactors' for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.
In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone's surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.
The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.
He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. "I won't be locked in here with these things! Not with you!" he screamed at the man strapped to the table. "WHAT ARE YOU?" he demanded. "I must know!"
The subject smiled.
"Have you forgotten so easily?" The subject asked. "We are you." "We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind." "We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread."
The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject's heart and fired.
The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out "so... nearly... free..."
The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.
Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.
After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself...
After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the lenght of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it... or rather didn't react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.
So did the whispering to the microphones.
After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.
They announced: "We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom."
To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: "We no longer want to be freed."
Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.
The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in 'life.'
The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject's thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four 'surviving' test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.
The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.
Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep...
To everyone's surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject's teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.
In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word "MORE" over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.
The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake...
The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.
The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it should be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.
When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple "Keep cutting."
The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.
Only one response was given: "I must remain awake."
All three subject's restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military 'benefactors' for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.
In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone's surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.
The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.
He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. "I won't be locked in here with these things! Not with you!" he screamed at the man strapped to the table. "WHAT ARE YOU?" he demanded. "I must know!"
The subject smiled.
"Have you forgotten so easily?" The subject asked. "We are you." "We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind." "We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread."
The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject's heart and fired.
The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out "so... nearly... free..."
Thursday, February 25, 2010
50 things
http://thetravelersnotebook.com/activity-guide/50-things-to-do-before-you-die/
I WILL DO ALL OF THESE...trust me
I WILL DO ALL OF THESE...trust me
Our Tax System Explained: "Bar Stool Economics"
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten
comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go
something like this:
The first four men (The poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.
So, that's what they decided to do.
The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the
arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. "Since you are all
such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily
beer by $20." Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.
The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the
first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free.
But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they
divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?' They
realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from
everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up
being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be
fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded
to work out the amounts each should pay.
And so:
The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).
Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to
drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare
their savings.
"I only got a dollar out of the $20,"declared the sixth man. He pointed to
the tenth man," but he got $10!" "Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth
man. "I only saved a dollar, too It's unfair that he got ten times more than
I!" "That's true!!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back
when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!" "Wait a minute,"
yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The
system exploits the poor!"
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.
The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down
and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they
discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of
them for even half of the bill!
And that, ladies and gentlemen, journalists and college professors, is how
our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most
benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being
wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start
drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.
David R. Kamerschen, Ph.D.
Professor of Economics University of Georgia
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten
comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go
something like this:
The first four men (The poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.
So, that's what they decided to do.
The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the
arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. "Since you are all
such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily
beer by $20." Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.
The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the
first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free.
But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they
divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?' They
realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from
everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up
being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be
fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded
to work out the amounts each should pay.
And so:
The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).
Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to
drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare
their savings.
"I only got a dollar out of the $20,"declared the sixth man. He pointed to
the tenth man," but he got $10!" "Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth
man. "I only saved a dollar, too It's unfair that he got ten times more than
I!" "That's true!!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back
when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!" "Wait a minute,"
yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The
system exploits the poor!"
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.
The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down
and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they
discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of
them for even half of the bill!
And that, ladies and gentlemen, journalists and college professors, is how
our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most
benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being
wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start
drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.
David R. Kamerschen, Ph.D.
Professor of Economics University of Georgia
art a day
http://www.behance.net/Gallery/Make-Something-Cool-Every-Day-2009/171640
each one is a masterpiece
each one is a masterpiece
great graves
http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2Ce5nc/www.sunbeltsoftware.com/stu/gravemarkers/index.html
Dirt Cheap Recipies
http://www.onlinecollege.org/2009/10/13/100-delicious-dirt-cheap-recipes-for-the-starving-student/comment-page-1/
this may be helpful
this may be helpful
Underground House
http://www.trendir.com/house-design/underground-home-designs-swiss-mountain-house.html
I WILL BUY THIS HOUSE
I WILL BUY THIS HOUSE
A TRUE STORY RECEIVED FROM AN ENGLISH PROFESSOR
You know that book Men are from Mars, Women from Venus? Well, here's a prime example of that. This assignment was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca (last name deleted) and Gary (last name deleted).
First, the Assignment:
English 44A
SMU
Creative Writing
Prof. Miller
In-class Assignment for Wednesday:
Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.
And now, the Assignment as submitted by Rebecca & Gary:
Rebecca starts:
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The camomile, which used to be her favourite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked camomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So camomile was out of the question.
Gary:
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed, asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago.
"A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
Rebecca:
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one
last pang of regret for psychologically brutalising the one woman who had
ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless
hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.
"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel",
Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited
her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth --
when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to
read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at
all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to
become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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Gary:
Little did she know, but she has less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted, wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through Congress had left Earth a defenceless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty, the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverise the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan.
The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion which vaporised Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
Rebecca:
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic, semi-literate adolescent.
Gary:
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centred, tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium.
Rebecca: Asshole.
Gary: Bitch.
You know that book Men are from Mars, Women from Venus? Well, here's a prime example of that. This assignment was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca (last name deleted) and Gary (last name deleted).
First, the Assignment:
English 44A
SMU
Creative Writing
Prof. Miller
In-class Assignment for Wednesday:
Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.
And now, the Assignment as submitted by Rebecca & Gary:
Rebecca starts:
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The camomile, which used to be her favourite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked camomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So camomile was out of the question.
Gary:
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed, asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago.
"A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
Rebecca:
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one
last pang of regret for psychologically brutalising the one woman who had
ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless
hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.
"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel",
Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited
her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth --
when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to
read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at
all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to
become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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Gary:
Little did she know, but she has less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted, wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through Congress had left Earth a defenceless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty, the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverise the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan.
The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion which vaporised Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
Rebecca:
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic, semi-literate adolescent.
Gary:
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centred, tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium.
Rebecca: Asshole.
Gary: Bitch.
Rhymes
http://www.writerhymes.com/
This is pretty awesome. Great for stuff like, writing poems and songs or whatever
This is pretty awesome. Great for stuff like, writing poems and songs or whatever
air pollution reduction
Air Pollutant Removal By House Plants
Many plants can help our indoor air, including Rubber Plants, Eureka Palms, and Peace Palms. Putting plants in your house or office can help your health. Below is a table indicating the pollutants removed by certain plants.
Air Pollutant Removal By House Plants Over 24 Hours
House Plant Chemical Pollutant Initial ppm % Removed
English Ivy Benzene 0.235 90 %
Trichlorethylene 0.174 11 %
Peace Lily Benzene 0.166 80 %
Formaldehyde 10.0 50 %
Trichlorethylene 20.0 50 %
Spider Plant Formaldehyde 14.0 86 %
Carbon Monoxide 128.0 96 %
Chrysanthemum Benzene 58.0 54 %
Formaldehyde 18.0 61 %
Trichlorethylene 17.0 41 %
Mother-in-law tongue Benzene 0.156 53 %
Trichlorethylene 0.269 13 %
Golden Pathos Benzene 0.156 53 %
Formaldehyde 18.0 67 %
Carbon Monoxide 113.0 75 %
Madag Dragon Tree Benzene 0.176 79 %
Formaldehyde 15.0 60 %
Trichlorethylene 0.136 13 %
Waneckii Benzene 0.182 70 %
Formaldehyde 8.0 50 %
Trichlorethylene 17.0 24 %
Heart Leaf Formaldehyde 27.0 71 %
Corn Plant Formaldehyde 20.0 70 %
Chinese Evergreen Benzene 0.204 48 %
Many plants can help our indoor air, including Rubber Plants, Eureka Palms, and Peace Palms. Putting plants in your house or office can help your health. Below is a table indicating the pollutants removed by certain plants.
Air Pollutant Removal By House Plants Over 24 Hours
House Plant Chemical Pollutant Initial ppm % Removed
English Ivy Benzene 0.235 90 %
Trichlorethylene 0.174 11 %
Peace Lily Benzene 0.166 80 %
Formaldehyde 10.0 50 %
Trichlorethylene 20.0 50 %
Spider Plant Formaldehyde 14.0 86 %
Carbon Monoxide 128.0 96 %
Chrysanthemum Benzene 58.0 54 %
Formaldehyde 18.0 61 %
Trichlorethylene 17.0 41 %
Mother-in-law tongue Benzene 0.156 53 %
Trichlorethylene 0.269 13 %
Golden Pathos Benzene 0.156 53 %
Formaldehyde 18.0 67 %
Carbon Monoxide 113.0 75 %
Madag Dragon Tree Benzene 0.176 79 %
Formaldehyde 15.0 60 %
Trichlorethylene 0.136 13 %
Waneckii Benzene 0.182 70 %
Formaldehyde 8.0 50 %
Trichlorethylene 17.0 24 %
Heart Leaf Formaldehyde 27.0 71 %
Corn Plant Formaldehyde 20.0 70 %
Chinese Evergreen Benzene 0.204 48 %
Surreal photos
http://psdfan.com/inspiration/photography/30-beautiful-examples-of-surreal-photography/
interesting photos
interesting photos
travel tips
Travelling is all about experience, so here are 27 generic* travel tips towards improving your experience** on your next trip.
*I mean “generic” in the sense that these tips pretty much apply to all destinations.
**I mean “experience” in the sense that it is about you and the destination sharing a moment together.
1. Before you go or while you are there, read literature about the destination. Travel literature, preferably, or a novel or history book. Films, too, of course.
For example, if you’re going to Vietnam, read Graham Greene’s The Quiet American, Bao Ninh’s The Sorrow of War and Michael Herr’s Despatches.
2. Get up early in the morning. You’ll see different things, and less tourists.
This is a case of “do as I say, not as I do” as I’m terrible at getting up early.
3. Try to talk to the locals (other than the ones you’re guaranteed to talk to in the service industry).
A good starter is to ask for directions or advice (”Where’s a good restaurant?”). If you reckon you won’t understand their answer, keep a map handy.
4. Learn at least a few phrases of the local language. Get a phrasebook (whether a paper version or digital) and this becomes all too easy.
Even the children will laugh at your pronunciation. Keep at it. They respect you, really… kind of.
5. Use the public transport. Don’t get taxis everywhere.
Typically bewildering at first, but once you get the hang of the system you’ll experience much more of a destination. And get to see how grumpy people are in subway systems all over the world.
6. Get lost (in a safe area of town, obviously).
This is best done on foot, of course. Probably not a good idea to try this in a forest, or any countryside.
7. Travel as light as possible. You can always buy more clothes at the destination — which will help you fit in as well.
The mortal enemy of light travel is a large suitcase/backpack. It will fill up before you can say children’s belly dancing outfit.
8. Variety is good, but deeper contact can be made by being a regular. For example, instead of having your breakfast in a different place each day, go to the same place and get to know the staff and clientele.
I mean, of course, go back to the same establishment if it was good the first time. And you haven’t moved on to a different city.
9. Take your hobbies with you. If you’re interested in architecture, go on a tour run by an expert in the field; if you’re into kite flying, see if there is a local group and attend their meeting.
My hobby is photography. All the photos on this page are by me. I know … some aren’t relevant to the tips they accompany.
10. Eat the local food. You don’t have to eat fried insects and the like, but do try a variety of the national or regional dishes.
Of course, not only do you improve your understanding of the destination, but you will also get better food. Non-local dishes are rarely very good. For example, from personal experience, I would advise against eating pizza in Fiji.
11. Change your travel behaviour during the trip…If you are travelling solo then tag along with another traveller for a day or so. If you are travelling with another person, split up for a couple of days and experience the destination on your own.
This change will usually happen by itself if you are a normal human being: the freedom of solo travel becomes a burden when you need to take all your bags into a sweaty toilet cubicle to avoid their theft; and travelling brings out the best and the worst in your closest friends.
12. Respect the local culture and customs and you’ll see the locals wanting to talk to you or help you more.
This doesn’t mean you have to adopt the local culture. In fact, this may be insulting. For instance, there is something wrong about visitors to Australia adding “mate” to the end of every sentence. Know what I mean, mate?
13. Where possible stay at family run accommodation, rather than international chain hotels. You’ll help the local economy, and get a more intimate relationship with the destination.
Security is the only concern when staying at smaller hotels (not that theft isn’t an issue at large hotels). I’ve never had a problem, though. If you book through the internet, like Lonely Planet’s Hotels & hostels, then the hotel staff are more likely to look out for you or they’ll suffer the wrath of user feedback and being de-listed.
14. Don’t plan activities all day, every day. The best days are the days you spend sitting on a park bench chatting to someone, even though you don’t have a common language. (Thanks to ImogenB for this tip.)
15. If you like jogging, take a jog around town on your first morning to get your orientation and sneak a peak at some of the top tourist attractions before they get crowded. (Thanks to lcfranks for this tip.)
Jogging also has the benefit of making you look at places differently. Ask your hotel or hostel staff for a good running route.
16. Similarly, if you’re not in Bangkok or some other crazy traffic town, hire a bicycle and ride around the lesser visited neighbourhoods.
Inner city neighbourhoods in large cities are rarely indicative of how the majority of the population live. There may not be a big difference, but there’ll be a difference.
17. Take a compass. Walking around a city becomes easier when you can orientate yourself.
A compass also helps to get back on track when you get lost on purpose (or otherwise). See #6.
18. Think outside the normal touristy things. For instance, go to a house auction. You’ll get to see inside a local’s house, etc. Or go to a court case.
19. Learn to do something while you’re there that is relevant to the local culture… A cooking class, a surfing course, etc.
20. Make travel an experiment. John Steinbeck, for example, used to try to buy something in a city that he thought it couldn’t possibly have. When one shop owner didn’t have it he’d ask where else may. A wild goose chase will make you see a destination differently from a planned series of sights.
21. Vary your budget. Splurge on the finest restaurant if you’re travelling economically, or limit yourself to the bare minimum for a day or two if you’ve been living in luxury.
22. Test your normal limits. For example, try something adventurous like white water rafting. Challenge your taste buds by eating a questionable local delicacy.
23. Slow down at museums and galleries. Sure, it’s hard not to try to see it all because you’re thinking you may not return ever again. But getting to know a few pieces well will stay with you longer than browsing the entire exhibition.
In other words, most museums are like supermarkets, but try treating them like delicatessens.
24. Locals like to see how/where you live. Bring a photo of your house and your family and you’ll be surprised how much easier it is to be accepted in some countries.
Night photos are acceptable if your house is a dump (like mine).
25. Obviously, take a guidebook, specifically one that helps you get around (many other guidebook publishers have only arrival guides not travel guides). But remember that they are only guides, not the ten commandments. There are no set ways to see/feel/engage, etc., with a destination.
26. Vary your focus to get the full picture. If you’re walking down a street, for example, look up at rooftops then look at the names on the door-bells to an apartment block. Experienced hikers do this instinctively in the wild: considering both the vista and the proverbial lily, to get immersed at all levels.
27. Always remember that people rarely equate to their government (or, rather, your media’s representation of their government). A good rule of thumb is never bring up politics or religion in a conversation with a local unless they do. And, even then, avoid bringing in your point of view. You’re there to learn, not preach.
There are exceptions to this rule. Some countries, for instance, only have one or two citizens. It is perfectly fair to equate these people to their “government”.
*I mean “generic” in the sense that these tips pretty much apply to all destinations.
**I mean “experience” in the sense that it is about you and the destination sharing a moment together.
1. Before you go or while you are there, read literature about the destination. Travel literature, preferably, or a novel or history book. Films, too, of course.
For example, if you’re going to Vietnam, read Graham Greene’s The Quiet American, Bao Ninh’s The Sorrow of War and Michael Herr’s Despatches.
2. Get up early in the morning. You’ll see different things, and less tourists.
This is a case of “do as I say, not as I do” as I’m terrible at getting up early.
3. Try to talk to the locals (other than the ones you’re guaranteed to talk to in the service industry).
A good starter is to ask for directions or advice (”Where’s a good restaurant?”). If you reckon you won’t understand their answer, keep a map handy.
4. Learn at least a few phrases of the local language. Get a phrasebook (whether a paper version or digital) and this becomes all too easy.
Even the children will laugh at your pronunciation. Keep at it. They respect you, really… kind of.
5. Use the public transport. Don’t get taxis everywhere.
Typically bewildering at first, but once you get the hang of the system you’ll experience much more of a destination. And get to see how grumpy people are in subway systems all over the world.
6. Get lost (in a safe area of town, obviously).
This is best done on foot, of course. Probably not a good idea to try this in a forest, or any countryside.
7. Travel as light as possible. You can always buy more clothes at the destination — which will help you fit in as well.
The mortal enemy of light travel is a large suitcase/backpack. It will fill up before you can say children’s belly dancing outfit.
8. Variety is good, but deeper contact can be made by being a regular. For example, instead of having your breakfast in a different place each day, go to the same place and get to know the staff and clientele.
I mean, of course, go back to the same establishment if it was good the first time. And you haven’t moved on to a different city.
9. Take your hobbies with you. If you’re interested in architecture, go on a tour run by an expert in the field; if you’re into kite flying, see if there is a local group and attend their meeting.
My hobby is photography. All the photos on this page are by me. I know … some aren’t relevant to the tips they accompany.
10. Eat the local food. You don’t have to eat fried insects and the like, but do try a variety of the national or regional dishes.
Of course, not only do you improve your understanding of the destination, but you will also get better food. Non-local dishes are rarely very good. For example, from personal experience, I would advise against eating pizza in Fiji.
11. Change your travel behaviour during the trip…If you are travelling solo then tag along with another traveller for a day or so. If you are travelling with another person, split up for a couple of days and experience the destination on your own.
This change will usually happen by itself if you are a normal human being: the freedom of solo travel becomes a burden when you need to take all your bags into a sweaty toilet cubicle to avoid their theft; and travelling brings out the best and the worst in your closest friends.
12. Respect the local culture and customs and you’ll see the locals wanting to talk to you or help you more.
This doesn’t mean you have to adopt the local culture. In fact, this may be insulting. For instance, there is something wrong about visitors to Australia adding “mate” to the end of every sentence. Know what I mean, mate?
13. Where possible stay at family run accommodation, rather than international chain hotels. You’ll help the local economy, and get a more intimate relationship with the destination.
Security is the only concern when staying at smaller hotels (not that theft isn’t an issue at large hotels). I’ve never had a problem, though. If you book through the internet, like Lonely Planet’s Hotels & hostels, then the hotel staff are more likely to look out for you or they’ll suffer the wrath of user feedback and being de-listed.
14. Don’t plan activities all day, every day. The best days are the days you spend sitting on a park bench chatting to someone, even though you don’t have a common language. (Thanks to ImogenB for this tip.)
15. If you like jogging, take a jog around town on your first morning to get your orientation and sneak a peak at some of the top tourist attractions before they get crowded. (Thanks to lcfranks for this tip.)
Jogging also has the benefit of making you look at places differently. Ask your hotel or hostel staff for a good running route.
16. Similarly, if you’re not in Bangkok or some other crazy traffic town, hire a bicycle and ride around the lesser visited neighbourhoods.
Inner city neighbourhoods in large cities are rarely indicative of how the majority of the population live. There may not be a big difference, but there’ll be a difference.
17. Take a compass. Walking around a city becomes easier when you can orientate yourself.
A compass also helps to get back on track when you get lost on purpose (or otherwise). See #6.
18. Think outside the normal touristy things. For instance, go to a house auction. You’ll get to see inside a local’s house, etc. Or go to a court case.
19. Learn to do something while you’re there that is relevant to the local culture… A cooking class, a surfing course, etc.
20. Make travel an experiment. John Steinbeck, for example, used to try to buy something in a city that he thought it couldn’t possibly have. When one shop owner didn’t have it he’d ask where else may. A wild goose chase will make you see a destination differently from a planned series of sights.
21. Vary your budget. Splurge on the finest restaurant if you’re travelling economically, or limit yourself to the bare minimum for a day or two if you’ve been living in luxury.
22. Test your normal limits. For example, try something adventurous like white water rafting. Challenge your taste buds by eating a questionable local delicacy.
23. Slow down at museums and galleries. Sure, it’s hard not to try to see it all because you’re thinking you may not return ever again. But getting to know a few pieces well will stay with you longer than browsing the entire exhibition.
In other words, most museums are like supermarkets, but try treating them like delicatessens.
24. Locals like to see how/where you live. Bring a photo of your house and your family and you’ll be surprised how much easier it is to be accepted in some countries.
Night photos are acceptable if your house is a dump (like mine).
25. Obviously, take a guidebook, specifically one that helps you get around (many other guidebook publishers have only arrival guides not travel guides). But remember that they are only guides, not the ten commandments. There are no set ways to see/feel/engage, etc., with a destination.
26. Vary your focus to get the full picture. If you’re walking down a street, for example, look up at rooftops then look at the names on the door-bells to an apartment block. Experienced hikers do this instinctively in the wild: considering both the vista and the proverbial lily, to get immersed at all levels.
27. Always remember that people rarely equate to their government (or, rather, your media’s representation of their government). A good rule of thumb is never bring up politics or religion in a conversation with a local unless they do. And, even then, avoid bringing in your point of view. You’re there to learn, not preach.
There are exceptions to this rule. Some countries, for instance, only have one or two citizens. It is perfectly fair to equate these people to their “government”.
lilith
Before the stars were born
Before people built great cities
The great mountain Atlen shook
And bled fiery blood
As it gave birth to Lilitu
The land all around burned
Many animals and people died
When Lilitu opened her eyes
Lilitu saw the ashes of her birth
And wept tears like rain
Lilitu's tears became rivers and streams
Flowers grew where Lilitu walked
Trees grew where Lilitu sat
The ashes became fertile soil
And an orchard became Lilitu's home
In Lilitu's orchard many animals are
People came to live in paradise
Lilitu gave them grain and taught them to harvest
Lilitu made bread and beer
The people rejoiced, ate and drank
One day a great prince came to the land of Atlen
He spied Lilitu and wooed her
But Lilitu spurned and rejected him
The great prince became very angry
He spied two lions and killed them both
Lilitu wept for the lions
She cradled their heads in her arms
The lions awoke to her tears
The lions licked away her tears and became strong
They became Lilitu's loyal friends
The great prince saw this
And again he wooed Lilitu
But Lilitu became a bird
She flew away from him
Angry, the prince began hunting birds
Lilitu saw this and was upset
To spite the prince she spat at him
And mated with a serpent
Lilitu gave birth very quickly
Her child was like no other
The child had six arms
The child had a serpent's tail
The child was very strong
Lilitu called the child a marilitu
The Marilitu attacked the great prince
The great prince and the marilitu fought
The fought day and night
For night after night
And day after day
But neither could win the fight
Lilitu saw this and mated again
Another marilitu was born
And another and another
Two hundred and sixteen were born
In fear the great prince ran away
The people of the orchard rejoiced
The marilitu's farmed the land
The marilitu's protected the people
But the great prince swore vengeance
He cursed the mountain Atlen and its land
Atlen became angry at this curse
The mountain and the land shook
Atlen shook and bled and cried
Its fiery blood made fires
And its tears made floods
Afraid Lilitu turned into a great bird
She grasped people in her feet
She carried animals on her back
The marilitu's and the lions carried people too
Together they fled the land of Atlen
Lilitu went west and east
Lilitu went north and south
Finally she came to dry land
The people thanked Lilitu greatly
The people built statues in her honour
Lilitu wept for her lost home
Her tears formed two rivers
The rivers joined together
They flowed into the ocean
The people grew grain by the river
The people grew great orchards
They built buildings and towers of stone
The people grew healthy and the land rich
Merchants from far places travelled there
News of the wealth of the land grew
The great prince heard of the land
He sent his heralds to inquire of its lady
But Lilitu fed his heralds to her lions
The great prince sent an army
But the marilitu's destroyed his army
Finally the great prince went
When he saw the beautiful orchards
When he saw the six-armed marilitus
The great prince knew the lady was Lilitu
In fear he disguised himself as a woman
The great prince went to Lilitu's temple
His disguise fooled the people
But the lions knew his scent
The two lions warned Lilitu
So Lilitu prepared a trap
Lilitu summoned thirty-six young men
She filled a hall with thirty-six silver platters
She ordered thirty-six beasts slaughtered
At last she was ready
She invited the people to the feast
People came from all over the land
The great prince came too
The great prince arrived in disguise
But Lilitu knew him eagerly
She welcomed him as an honoured guest
The great prince accepted her hospitality
He sat before all the people
The thirty-six young men were brought forth
"Please choose a man," Lilitu commanded
Not wanting to be rude the great prince chose one
Lilitu bade the great prince to sit beside the young man
The silver platters were brought forth
The people feasted on the meat of thirty-six beasts
Great gifts were brough forth
Lilitu gave the gifts to the great prince
Confused the great prince accepted
Then the feast was finally over
Curious, the great prince questioned Lilitu
"Do you always give such grand gifts to strangers?"
"Only when someone is married," Lilitu answered
Realizing what had happened the great prince became angry
He ripped off his disguise
He drew his sword and his dagger
"Why have you made me marry this man?" he demanded
"Because you can never marry me," Lilitu answered
Enraged the great prince attacked Lilitu
The two fought endlessly for Lilitu was very strong
Whenever the prince would get too bold
Lilitu would change into a bird
The great prince fell to the ground and wept in despair
The great prince professed his love
He promised that he would never quit
He prepared to cut his own throat
Finally Lilitu grew tired of this game
She felt pity for the great prince
"I will grant you one kiss," Lilitu declared
Desperate the great prince accepted
The moment the great prince's kiss had been dealt
His body flooded with life and then death
So great was the pleasure of one kiss that he died
Lilitu wept for the great prince
But the great prince remained dead
Saddened Lilitu knew she could never love
No mortal man could taste her kiss and live
Her tears brought life, but her kiss brought death
Before people built great cities
The great mountain Atlen shook
And bled fiery blood
As it gave birth to Lilitu
The land all around burned
Many animals and people died
When Lilitu opened her eyes
Lilitu saw the ashes of her birth
And wept tears like rain
Lilitu's tears became rivers and streams
Flowers grew where Lilitu walked
Trees grew where Lilitu sat
The ashes became fertile soil
And an orchard became Lilitu's home
In Lilitu's orchard many animals are
People came to live in paradise
Lilitu gave them grain and taught them to harvest
Lilitu made bread and beer
The people rejoiced, ate and drank
One day a great prince came to the land of Atlen
He spied Lilitu and wooed her
But Lilitu spurned and rejected him
The great prince became very angry
He spied two lions and killed them both
Lilitu wept for the lions
She cradled their heads in her arms
The lions awoke to her tears
The lions licked away her tears and became strong
They became Lilitu's loyal friends
The great prince saw this
And again he wooed Lilitu
But Lilitu became a bird
She flew away from him
Angry, the prince began hunting birds
Lilitu saw this and was upset
To spite the prince she spat at him
And mated with a serpent
Lilitu gave birth very quickly
Her child was like no other
The child had six arms
The child had a serpent's tail
The child was very strong
Lilitu called the child a marilitu
The Marilitu attacked the great prince
The great prince and the marilitu fought
The fought day and night
For night after night
And day after day
But neither could win the fight
Lilitu saw this and mated again
Another marilitu was born
And another and another
Two hundred and sixteen were born
In fear the great prince ran away
The people of the orchard rejoiced
The marilitu's farmed the land
The marilitu's protected the people
But the great prince swore vengeance
He cursed the mountain Atlen and its land
Atlen became angry at this curse
The mountain and the land shook
Atlen shook and bled and cried
Its fiery blood made fires
And its tears made floods
Afraid Lilitu turned into a great bird
She grasped people in her feet
She carried animals on her back
The marilitu's and the lions carried people too
Together they fled the land of Atlen
Lilitu went west and east
Lilitu went north and south
Finally she came to dry land
The people thanked Lilitu greatly
The people built statues in her honour
Lilitu wept for her lost home
Her tears formed two rivers
The rivers joined together
They flowed into the ocean
The people grew grain by the river
The people grew great orchards
They built buildings and towers of stone
The people grew healthy and the land rich
Merchants from far places travelled there
News of the wealth of the land grew
The great prince heard of the land
He sent his heralds to inquire of its lady
But Lilitu fed his heralds to her lions
The great prince sent an army
But the marilitu's destroyed his army
Finally the great prince went
When he saw the beautiful orchards
When he saw the six-armed marilitus
The great prince knew the lady was Lilitu
In fear he disguised himself as a woman
The great prince went to Lilitu's temple
His disguise fooled the people
But the lions knew his scent
The two lions warned Lilitu
So Lilitu prepared a trap
Lilitu summoned thirty-six young men
She filled a hall with thirty-six silver platters
She ordered thirty-six beasts slaughtered
At last she was ready
She invited the people to the feast
People came from all over the land
The great prince came too
The great prince arrived in disguise
But Lilitu knew him eagerly
She welcomed him as an honoured guest
The great prince accepted her hospitality
He sat before all the people
The thirty-six young men were brought forth
"Please choose a man," Lilitu commanded
Not wanting to be rude the great prince chose one
Lilitu bade the great prince to sit beside the young man
The silver platters were brought forth
The people feasted on the meat of thirty-six beasts
Great gifts were brough forth
Lilitu gave the gifts to the great prince
Confused the great prince accepted
Then the feast was finally over
Curious, the great prince questioned Lilitu
"Do you always give such grand gifts to strangers?"
"Only when someone is married," Lilitu answered
Realizing what had happened the great prince became angry
He ripped off his disguise
He drew his sword and his dagger
"Why have you made me marry this man?" he demanded
"Because you can never marry me," Lilitu answered
Enraged the great prince attacked Lilitu
The two fought endlessly for Lilitu was very strong
Whenever the prince would get too bold
Lilitu would change into a bird
The great prince fell to the ground and wept in despair
The great prince professed his love
He promised that he would never quit
He prepared to cut his own throat
Finally Lilitu grew tired of this game
She felt pity for the great prince
"I will grant you one kiss," Lilitu declared
Desperate the great prince accepted
The moment the great prince's kiss had been dealt
His body flooded with life and then death
So great was the pleasure of one kiss that he died
Lilitu wept for the great prince
But the great prince remained dead
Saddened Lilitu knew she could never love
No mortal man could taste her kiss and live
Her tears brought life, but her kiss brought death
make people like you
How to Win Friends and Influence People
Excerpts from Dale Carnegie's inspiring Book
Compiled by Richard Anthony
Six Ways To Make People Like You
Become genuinely interested in other people.
Smile.
Remember that a man's name is to him the sweetest and most important sound in the English language.
Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.
Talk in terms of the other man's interest.
Make people feel important, and do it sincerely.
Twelve Ways Of Winning People To Your Way Of Thinking
The only way to get the best of an argument is to avoid it.
Show respect for the other man's opinions. Never tell a man he is wrong.
If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically.
Begin in a friendly way.
Get people saying "yes, yes" immediately.
Let other people do a great deal of talking.
Let other people feel that the idea is theirs.
Try honestly to see things from the other man's point of view.
Be sympathetic with other people's ideas and desires.
Appeal to the nobler motives.
Dramatize your ideas.
Throw down a challenge.
Nine Ways To Change People Without Giving Offense Or Arousing Resentment
Begin with praise and honest appreciation.
Call attention to people's mistakes indirectly.
Talk about your own mistakes before criticizing the other man.
Ask questions instead of giving direct orders.
Let the other man save face.
Praise the slightest improvement and praise every improvement.
Give people a fine reputation to live up to.
Use encouragement. Make the fault seem easy to correct.
Make other people happy about doing the thing you suggest.
Fourteen Rules For Making Your Home Life Easier
Don't nag.
Don't try to make your partner over.
Don't criticize.
Give honest appreciation.
Pay little attentions.
Be courteous.
Don't criticize her before others.
Give her money to spend as she chooses.
Help her through her feminine moods of fatigue, nerves, and irritability.
Share at least half of your recreation time with your wife.
Keep alert to praise her and express your admiration for her.
Thank her for the little jobs she does for you.
Dress with an eye for your mate's likes and dislikes in color and style.
Compromise little differences of opinion in the interest of harmony.
Notes
Criticism is futile because it puts a man on the defensive, and usually makes him strive to justify himself. Criticism is dangerous, because it wound's a man's pride, hurts his sense of importance, and arouses his resentment. When someone speaks harshly of people, say, "Don't criticize them; they are just what we would be under similar circumstances."
When dealing with people, let us remember we are not dealing with creatures of logic. We are dealing with creatures of emotions, creatures bristling with prejudices and motivated by pride and vanity. "I will speak ill of no man, and speak all the good I know of everybody" - Benjamin Franklin, became American Ambassador to France. It takes character and self-control to be understanding and forgiving. "A great man shows his greatness by the way he treats little men" - Carlyle.
The deepest urge in human nature is the desire to be important. Many people who go insane find in insanity a feeling of importance that they were unable to achieve in reality. They have found in a dream world of their own creation the feeling of importance which they so deeply desired. If some people are so hungry for a feeling of importance that they actually go insane to get it, imagine what miracles we can achieve by giving people honest appreciation.
Almost Everybody Wants...
Health and the preservation of life.
Food.
Sleep.
Money and the things money can buy.
Life in the hereafter.
Sexual gratification.
The well-being of our children.
A feeling of importance.
One of John D. Rockefeller's partners, Edward T. Bedford, lost the firm a million dollars by a bad buy in South America. John could have criticized, but he knew Bedford had done his best. Rockefeller found something to praise; he congratulated Bedford because he had been able to save sixty percent of the money he had invested. "That's splendid! We don't always do as well upstairs" said Rockefeller.
“Every man is my superior in some way. In that, I learn of him" - Emerson.
You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you. Why should people be interested in you unless you are first interested in them? The road to someone's heart is to talk to them about the things they treasure most.
Almost every man you meet feels himself superior to you in some way, and a sure way to his heart is to let him realize in some subtle way that you recognize his importance in his little world, and recognize it sincerely.
It isn't what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about. The first thing to learn in intercourse with others is noninterference with their own peculiar ways of being happy.
"I'm sorry to trouble you...Would you be so kind as to...Won't you please...Would you mind...Thank you...This may, perhaps, be worth thinking of, gentlemen...you might consider this...do you think that would work? What do you think of this? Maybe if we were to rephrase it this way it would be better...It so appears to me at present..."
To make a woman fall in love with you, all you have to do is to talk to her about herself!
Everyone is hungering and thirsting for sympathy. Give it to them, and they will love you. The child eagerly displays his injury, or even inflicts a cut or bruise in order to reap abundant sympathy. For the same purpose adults show their bruises, relate their accidents and illnesses. Self-pity for misfortunes, real or imaginary, is practically a universal practice.
"Tis not love's goings hurts my days, but that it went in little ways."
Why prove to a man he is wrong? Is that going to make him like you? Why not let him save face? He didn't ask for your opinion. He didn't want it. Why argue with him? You can't win an argument, because if you lose, you lose it; and if you win it, you lose it. Why? You will feel fine. But what about him? You have made him feel inferior, you hurt his pride, insult his intelligence, his judgment, and his self-respect, and he'll resent your triumph. That will make him strike back, but it will never make him want to change his mind. "A man convinced against his will is of the same opinion still."
If you want enemies, excel your friends; but if you want friends, let your friends excel you. When our friends excel us, that gives them a feeling of importance, but when we excel them, that gives them a feeling of inferiority and arouses envy and jealousy.
In talking with people, don't begin by discussing the things on which you differ, but emphasize the things which we agree. Keep emphasizing that you are both striving for the same end and our only difference is one of method and not of purpose. Remember the other man may be totally wrong, but he doesn't think so. Don't condemn him, any fool can do that. Try to understand him.
"I don't blame you at all. If I were you, I should undoubtedly feel just as you do." An answer like that will soften the most cantankerous old cuss alive.
Examples
How to influence people
The only way to influence the other fellow is to talk about what he wants and show him how to get it. If, for example, you don't want your son to smoke, don't preach at him, and don't talk about what you want; but show him that cigarette's may keep him from making the baseball team or winning the hundred-yard dash.
Ralph Waldo Emerson and his son one day tried to get a calf into the barn, but they made the common mistake of thinking only of what they wanted. Emerson pushed and his son pulled. But the calf did just what they did; he thought only of what he wanted; so he stiffened his legs and stubbornly refused to leave the pasture. The Irish housemaid saw their predicament. She thought of what the calf wanted; so she put her maternal finger in the calf's mouth, and let the calf suck her finger as she gently led him into the barn.
Andrew Carnegie's sister-in-law was worried sick over her two boys. They were at Yale, and they were so busy with their own affairs that they neglected to write home and paid no attention whatever to their mother's frantic letters. Carnegie offered to wager a hundred dollars that he could get an answer by return mail, without even asking for it! Someone called his bet; so he wrote his nephews a chatty letter, mentioning casually in a postscript that he was sending each one a five-dollar bill. He neglected, however, to enclose the money. That did the trick. Back came the replies by return mail thanking "Dear Uncle Andrew" for his kind note and ...you can finish the sentence yourself.
The next time you want to persuade someone to do something, before you speak, pause and ask, "How can I make him want to do it?" Get the other man's point of view and see things from his angle as well as from his own.
Avoid Arguments
(If you're a Ford salesman) When someone says, "What? Ford's cars are no good! I wouldn't take one if you gave it to me. I'm going to get Chevrolet cars." Say, "Brother, listen, Chevrolet's cars are good cars. Their cars are made by a fine company and sold by good people." He's speechless then. There's no room for an argument. If he says Chevrolet's cars are the best and I say sure it is, he has to stop. Just agree with him. He can't go on all afternoon when I'm agreeing with him. We then get off the subject of Chevrolet's cars and I begin to talk about the good points of Ford's cars.
Never tell a man he is Wrong
If a man makes a statement that you think, or know, is wrong, begin by saying, "Well, I thought otherwise, but I may be wrong. I frequently am. Let's examine the facts." You'll never get into trouble by admitting you may be wrong. That'll stop all arguments and inspire the other fellow to be just as fair and broad-minded as you are. It'll make him want to admit that he, too, may be wrong.
We sometimes find ourselves changing our minds without any resistance or heavy emotion, but if we are told we are wrong, we resent the imputation and harden our hearts. We are incredibly heedless in the formation of our beliefs, but find ourselves filled with an illicit passion for them when anyone proposes to rob us of their companionship. It is not the ideas themselves that are dear to us, but our self-esteem which is threatened. We like to continue to believe what we have been accustomed to accept as true and the resentment aroused when doubt is cast upon any of our assumptions lead us to seek every manner of excuse for clinging to it. The result is that most of our so-called reasoning consists in finding arguments for going on believing as we already do.
When we are wrong, we may admit it to ourselves. And if we are handled gently and tactfully, we may admit it to others and even take pride in our frankness and broadmindedness. But not if someone else is trying to ram the fact down our throat.
Raised Rent
When one was informed he had to pay 3 times as much rent as formerly. "I was a bit shocked when I got your letter, but I don't blame you at all. If I had been in your position, I should probably have written a similar letter myself. Your duty as the manager is to make all the profit possible. Now, let's take a price of paper and write down the advantages and disadvantages that will accrue to you, if you insist on this increase in rent."
Advantages: You'll have the advantage of having the ballroom free to rent for dances and conventions, for affairs like that will pay you more than I can. Disadvantages: First, instead of increasing your income from me, you're going to decrease it. In fact, you're going to wipe it out because I cannot pay the rent you are asking. I shall be forced to go to another location. There's another disadvantage to you also. These lectures attract crowds of educated and cultured people to your hotel. That's good advertising for you, isn't it? In fact, if you spent $5,000 advertising in the newspapers, you couldn't bring as many people to look at your hotel as I can bring by these lectures. That is worth a lot to a hotel, isn't it?"
Kids
When 3 year old refused to eat. A bully next door kept knocking him off his tricycle. He was told if he eats his food, he could wallop the daylights out of the bigger kid someday. When he wet his bed, he was wearing a nightgown in his Grandma's bed. He wanted pajamas like Dad and his own bed. So, when he got them, he promised not to wet the bed because his pride was involved. He wanted to act like a man, so he did. A 3 year old daughter wouldn't eat breakfast. She loved to imitate her Mom. So, one morning they let her cook breakfast and she ate it, because she was interested in it, she achieved a feeling of importance, and found an avenue of self-expression.
Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves
When someone returns at item to you, listen to their story from beginning to end without saying a word. Then say, "what would you like me to do with this product? I'll do anything you say. If it isn't satisfactory we'll give you one that is. We are sorry to have caused you this inconvenience."
A customer denied owing 15 dollars. After getting letters from credit department, he went to the manager and said not only is he not going to pay the bill, but he won't but anything else from them again. The manager listened patiently to all he had to say without interrupting him. Then said, "I want to thank you for coming to me to tell me about this. You have done me a great favor, for if our credit department has annoyed you, it may annoy other good customers. Believe me, I am far more eager to hear this than you are to tell it. We'll wipe off the 15 dollar charge, because you are a very careful man with only one account to look after, while we have to look after many. Therefore, you are less likely to be wrong than we are."
If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically
When an officer warned someone about not putting his dog on a leash, and he was caught again, he didn't wait for the officer to start speaking, he beat him to it with, "Officer, you've caught me red-handed. I'm guilty. I have no excuses." Officer might say, "Well now, I know it's a temptation to let a dog run around when nobody's around." "Sure it's a temptation, but it's against the law." "Well, a little dog like that isn't going to harm anybody." No, but it might kill squirrels." "Well, I think you're taking this too far. Just let him run over the hill where I can't see him and we'll forget all about it." The officer wanted a feeling of importance. So when you begin to condemn yourself, the only way he could nourish his self-esteem was to show mercy. Isn't it much easier to listen to self-criticism than to bear condemnation from alien lips?
An art director delighted to find fault with someone's drawings. He gloated over his chance to criticize. "If what you say is true, I am at fault and there is absolutely no excuse for my blunder." The art director started to defend him! "Yes, you're right. But it's not a serious mistake. It's only..." "Any mistake may be costly and they are all irritating.” He started to break in, but he wouldn't let him. "I should have been more careful. You deserve the best, so I'm going to do this drawing all over." "No! No!. I wouldn't think of it." The artist's eagerness to criticize himself took all the fight out of the art director. Any fool can try to defend his mistakes, but it raises one above the herd and gives a feeling of nobility to admit one's mistakes.
Robert E. Lee blamed himself and only himself for the failure of picket's charge. Lee was far too Nobel to blame others. As Picket's beaten and bloody troops struggled back to Confederate lines, Robert E. Lee rode out to meet them all alone and said, "All this has been my fault. I and I alone have lost this battle." Few generals in all history have had the courage and character to admit that.
During a course in human relations, a class wrote down criticisms to a certain man to let him see himself as others see him. One man was broken hearted because he was denounced for being too sure of himself, too self-centered, too domineering, an egoist, trouble-maker, and a communist. One of his critics ordered him to get out of class. Instead of denouncing his critics, he said, "Boys, I certainly am unpopular. There can be no mistaking that. It huts me to read these comments, but they are good for me. They have taught me a lesson. I long for friends just as you do. I want to make people like me. Won't you help me? Won't you please write me some more criticisms and tell me what I can do to improve my personality? If you will, I'll try hard, awfully hard, to change." He wasn't faking, he spoke straight from his own heart; so naturally he reached the hearts of his critics. The very men who had denounced him one week earlier were now for him, His soft answer had turned away wrath.
Begin in a friendly way
Here's a fable about the sun and the wind. They quarreled about which was the stronger, and the wind said, "I'll prove I am. See that old man down there with a coat? I bet I can make him take his coat off faster than you can." So the sun went behind a cloud and the wind blew until it was almost a tornado, but the harder it blew the tighter the old man wrapped his coat about him. Finally, the wind calmed down and gave up. The sun came out from behind the cloud and smiled kindly on the old man. He mopped his brow and pulled off his coat. The sun then told the wind, "gentleness and friendliness were always stronger than fury and force." Friendliness and appreciation can make people change their minds more readily than storming at them can.
Let the other fellow think the idea is his
Theodore Roosevelt forced through reforms which political bosses bitterly disliked. Here's how he did it. When an office was to be filled, he invited the political bosses to make recommendations. If they chose someone he disagreed with, he'd tell them, "to appoint such a man would not be good politics, as the public would not approve." Then they'd make another, and he'd say, "this man will not live up to the expectations of the public. Find someone more fitting for the post." When they name the sort of man that Roosevelt would pick, he'd express gratitude for their assistance, and he'd let them take the credit for the appointment. He'd tell them that he did these things to please them and now it was their turn to please him.
A doctor was building an addition and preparing to equip it with the finest X-ray department in America. He was overwhelmed with salesmen, each praising his own equipment. But one of them wrote a letter stating, "Our factory has recently completed a new line of X-ray equipment. They are not perfect, we know that, and we want to improve them. So we should be deeply obligated to you if you could find the time to look them over and give us your ideas about how they can be made more serviceable to your profession. Knowing how occupied you are, I shall be glad to send my car for you at any hour you specify."
This doctor never had an X-ray manufacturer seek his advice before. It made him feel important. The more he studied the equipment the more he liked it. Nobody tried to sell it to him, he felt the idea of buying that equipment for the hospital was his own. He sold himself on its superior qualities and ordered it installed.
Be sympathetic with other people's ideas and desires
Someone made an error in an announcement over the radio and got deluged with indignant and insulting letters. One in particular was from a woman who he thought, "Thank God, I am not married to that girl." He was going to write her a letter stating although he made a mistake in geography, she made a bigger mistake in common courtesy. But any hot-headed fool can do that. So he controlled himself, and resolved to turn her hostility into friendliness. After all, if he were her, he should undoubtedly feel just as she did. So, he called her up and said:
Him: Mrs. so and so. You wrote me a letter a few weeks ago, and I want to thank you for it.
She: (in a cultured, well-bred tone). To whom have I the honor of speaking?
Him: I am a stranger to you. My name is Dale Carnegie. You listened to a broadcast I gave about Louisa May Alcott a few Sundays ago, and I made the unforgivable blunder of saying that she had lived in New Hampshire. It was a stupid blunder and I want to apologize for it. It was so nice of you to take the time to write me.
She: I am sorry, Mr. Carnegie, that I wrote as I did. I lost my temper. I must apologize.
Him: No! No! You are not the one to apologize; I am the one to apologize. Any school child would have known better than to have said what I have said. I apologized over the air the Sunday following and I want to apologize to you personally now.
She: I was born in Concord, Massachusetts. My family has been prominent here for over two centuries and I am very proud of this state. I was quite distressed when you said she was born in New Hampshire. But I am really ashamed of that letter.
Him: I assure you that you were not one-tenth as distressed as I am. My error didn't hurt Massachusetts, but it did hurt me. It is so seldom that people of your standing and culture take the time to write people who speak on the radio, and I do hope you will write me again if you detect an error in my talks.
She: You know, I really like very much the way you have accepted my criticism, You must be a very good man. I should like to know you you better.
So, by apologizing and sympathizing with her point of view, he got her apologizing and sympathizing with his point of view. He had the satisfaction of controlling his temper, and returning kindness for an insult.
Dramatize your ideas
A manufacturer of a new rat poison gave dealers a display that included 2 live rats. Sales zoomed to 5X their normal rate.
An auto supply dealer had a display for an indestructible spark plug. It was smashed up and down against a rock. 1000X.
Instead of giving data verbally about a study done on cold cream, open a suitcase and dump 32 jars of cold cream on top of a desk, and on each cold jar have a tag of itemized results that briefly and dramatically tells its story.
Throw down a challenge
To get a factory to produce and meet their quota when they were lagging behind, the big boss asked the day shift how many heats they made. They said "six." Without another word, he chalked a big "6" on the floor and walked away. The next day, the boss saw the night shift had rubbed out "6" and replaced it with a "7." So, the night shift thought they were better than the day shift, huh? They made 10 that day.
Charles Swabb said, "The way to get things done is to stimulate competition. Not in a sordid, money grabbing way, but in a desire to excel." The challenge! An infallible way of appealing to men of spirit. The chance for self-expression. The chance to prove his worth, to excel, to win. The desire for a feeling of importance.
Begin with praise and honest appreciation
Calvin Cooledge said to his secretary, "That's a pretty dress you are wearing this morning, and you are a very attractive young woman." It was so unusual and unexpected, that the girl blushed in confusion. Then he said, "Now, don't get stuck up. I just said that to make you feel good. From now on, I wish you would be a little bit more careful with your punctuation." It is always easier to listen to unpleasant things after we have heard some praise of our good points.
Talk about your own mistakes before criticizing the other man
When you want to call attention to someone's mistake, say, "You have made a mistake, but the Lord knows it's no worse than many I have made. I have been guilty of so many stupid, silly things myself. I have very little inclination to criticize you or anyone else. But don't you think it would have been wiser if you had done so and so?"
Let the other man save his face
General Electric had to remove someone from the head of the department. He was a genius when it came to electricity, but was a washout as the head of the accounting department. The company didn't want to offend him, he was indispensable and highly sensitive. So they gave him a new title of "Consulting Engineer of the General Electric Company." A new title for work he was already doing. He was happy, and General Electric let someone else head up the department.
Give people a fine reputation to live up to
Someone hired a servant and told her to report to work, but he telephoned a former employer and all was not well. When the girl came to work, he said, "Nellie, I telephoned the other day to a woman you used to work for. She said you were honest and reliable, a good cook and good at caring for the children. But she also said you were sloppy and never kept the house clean. Now, I think she was lying. You dress neatly, anybody can see that. And I'll bet you keep the house just as neat as your person. You and I are going to get along fine." And they did. Nellie had a reputation to live up to and didn't want to be untrue to his ideal of her.
A servant girl brought Georgette her meals. She was called "Marie the Dishwasher" because she started her career as a scullery assistant. She was a kind of monster, cross-eyed, bandy-legged, poor in flesh and spirit. One day, while she was holding a plate of macaroni, Georgette said to her point-blank, "Marie, you do not know what treasures are within you." Accustomed to holding back her emotions, Marie waited a few moments, not daring to risk the slightest gesture for fear of a catastrophe. Then she put the dish on the table, sighed, and said ingenuously, "Madame, I would never have believed it." Then she went back to the kitchen and repeated what Georgette had said. She began taking care of her face and body so carefully that her starved youth seemed to blossom and modestly hid her plainness. Two months later she announced her coming marriage with the nephew of the chef. "I'm going to be a lady," she said and thanked Georgette. A small phrase had changed her entire life.
If you must deal with a crook, there is only one possible way of getting the better of him. Treat him as if he were an honorable gentleman. Take it for granted he is on the level. He will be so flattered by such treatment that he may answer to it, and be proud that someone trusts him.
Make other people happy about doing the thing you suggest
A mechanic was complaining that the hours were too long, that there was too much work, and that he needed an assistant. The shop didn't give him an assistant, or shorter hours or less work, and yet he made the mechanic happy. How? He was given a private office. His name appeared on the door, and with it his title "Manager of the Service Department." He was no longer a repair man to be ordered around, he was now the manager of a department. He had dignity, recognition, a feeling of importance.
A man had to refuse many invitations to speak from who he was obligated. He didn't merely say how busy he was. After expressing his appreciation of the invitation and regretting his inability to accept it, he suggested a substitute speaker. He didn't give the other man any time to feel unhappy about the refusal, but had him thinking of some other speaker he may obtain.
People don't blame Themselves
Dutch Crowley was know as a "cop killer" who would "kill at the drop of a feather." One day he was necking a girl in a car and a policeman walked up to the parked car and said, "Let me see your license." Without saying a word, Crowley drew his gun and cut the policeman down with a shower of lead. Then he grabbed the officer's gun and shot him again. Crowley later wrote, "Under my heart is a weary heart, but a kind one - one that would do nobody any harm."
Crowley was sentenced to the electric chair. When he arrived at the death house in Sing Sing, did he say, "This is what I get for killing people?" No, he said, "This is what I get for defending myself." Crowley didn't blame himself for anything. Al Capone, America's Public Enemy Number One, regarded himself as an unappreciated and misunderstood public benefactor. So did Dutch Schultz.
Warden Lawes of Sing Sing said, "Few of the criminals in Sing Sing regard themselves as bad men. They are just as human as you and I. So they rationalize, they explain. They can tell you why they had to crack a safe or be quick on the trigger finger. Most of them attempt by a form of reasoning, fallacious or logical, to justify their anti-social acts even to themselves, consequently stoutly maintaining that they should never have been imprisoned at all.
If these desperate men behind prison walls don't blame themselves for anything, what about the people with whom you and I come in contact? The late John Wanamaker once confessed, "I learned thirty years ago that it is foolish to scold. I have enough trouble overcoming my own limitations without fretting over the fact that God has not seen fit to distribute evenly the gift of intelligence."
Excerpts from Dale Carnegie's inspiring Book
Compiled by Richard Anthony
Six Ways To Make People Like You
Become genuinely interested in other people.
Smile.
Remember that a man's name is to him the sweetest and most important sound in the English language.
Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.
Talk in terms of the other man's interest.
Make people feel important, and do it sincerely.
Twelve Ways Of Winning People To Your Way Of Thinking
The only way to get the best of an argument is to avoid it.
Show respect for the other man's opinions. Never tell a man he is wrong.
If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically.
Begin in a friendly way.
Get people saying "yes, yes" immediately.
Let other people do a great deal of talking.
Let other people feel that the idea is theirs.
Try honestly to see things from the other man's point of view.
Be sympathetic with other people's ideas and desires.
Appeal to the nobler motives.
Dramatize your ideas.
Throw down a challenge.
Nine Ways To Change People Without Giving Offense Or Arousing Resentment
Begin with praise and honest appreciation.
Call attention to people's mistakes indirectly.
Talk about your own mistakes before criticizing the other man.
Ask questions instead of giving direct orders.
Let the other man save face.
Praise the slightest improvement and praise every improvement.
Give people a fine reputation to live up to.
Use encouragement. Make the fault seem easy to correct.
Make other people happy about doing the thing you suggest.
Fourteen Rules For Making Your Home Life Easier
Don't nag.
Don't try to make your partner over.
Don't criticize.
Give honest appreciation.
Pay little attentions.
Be courteous.
Don't criticize her before others.
Give her money to spend as she chooses.
Help her through her feminine moods of fatigue, nerves, and irritability.
Share at least half of your recreation time with your wife.
Keep alert to praise her and express your admiration for her.
Thank her for the little jobs she does for you.
Dress with an eye for your mate's likes and dislikes in color and style.
Compromise little differences of opinion in the interest of harmony.
Notes
Criticism is futile because it puts a man on the defensive, and usually makes him strive to justify himself. Criticism is dangerous, because it wound's a man's pride, hurts his sense of importance, and arouses his resentment. When someone speaks harshly of people, say, "Don't criticize them; they are just what we would be under similar circumstances."
When dealing with people, let us remember we are not dealing with creatures of logic. We are dealing with creatures of emotions, creatures bristling with prejudices and motivated by pride and vanity. "I will speak ill of no man, and speak all the good I know of everybody" - Benjamin Franklin, became American Ambassador to France. It takes character and self-control to be understanding and forgiving. "A great man shows his greatness by the way he treats little men" - Carlyle.
The deepest urge in human nature is the desire to be important. Many people who go insane find in insanity a feeling of importance that they were unable to achieve in reality. They have found in a dream world of their own creation the feeling of importance which they so deeply desired. If some people are so hungry for a feeling of importance that they actually go insane to get it, imagine what miracles we can achieve by giving people honest appreciation.
Almost Everybody Wants...
Health and the preservation of life.
Food.
Sleep.
Money and the things money can buy.
Life in the hereafter.
Sexual gratification.
The well-being of our children.
A feeling of importance.
One of John D. Rockefeller's partners, Edward T. Bedford, lost the firm a million dollars by a bad buy in South America. John could have criticized, but he knew Bedford had done his best. Rockefeller found something to praise; he congratulated Bedford because he had been able to save sixty percent of the money he had invested. "That's splendid! We don't always do as well upstairs" said Rockefeller.
“Every man is my superior in some way. In that, I learn of him" - Emerson.
You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you. Why should people be interested in you unless you are first interested in them? The road to someone's heart is to talk to them about the things they treasure most.
Almost every man you meet feels himself superior to you in some way, and a sure way to his heart is to let him realize in some subtle way that you recognize his importance in his little world, and recognize it sincerely.
It isn't what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about. The first thing to learn in intercourse with others is noninterference with their own peculiar ways of being happy.
"I'm sorry to trouble you...Would you be so kind as to...Won't you please...Would you mind...Thank you...This may, perhaps, be worth thinking of, gentlemen...you might consider this...do you think that would work? What do you think of this? Maybe if we were to rephrase it this way it would be better...It so appears to me at present..."
To make a woman fall in love with you, all you have to do is to talk to her about herself!
Everyone is hungering and thirsting for sympathy. Give it to them, and they will love you. The child eagerly displays his injury, or even inflicts a cut or bruise in order to reap abundant sympathy. For the same purpose adults show their bruises, relate their accidents and illnesses. Self-pity for misfortunes, real or imaginary, is practically a universal practice.
"Tis not love's goings hurts my days, but that it went in little ways."
Why prove to a man he is wrong? Is that going to make him like you? Why not let him save face? He didn't ask for your opinion. He didn't want it. Why argue with him? You can't win an argument, because if you lose, you lose it; and if you win it, you lose it. Why? You will feel fine. But what about him? You have made him feel inferior, you hurt his pride, insult his intelligence, his judgment, and his self-respect, and he'll resent your triumph. That will make him strike back, but it will never make him want to change his mind. "A man convinced against his will is of the same opinion still."
If you want enemies, excel your friends; but if you want friends, let your friends excel you. When our friends excel us, that gives them a feeling of importance, but when we excel them, that gives them a feeling of inferiority and arouses envy and jealousy.
In talking with people, don't begin by discussing the things on which you differ, but emphasize the things which we agree. Keep emphasizing that you are both striving for the same end and our only difference is one of method and not of purpose. Remember the other man may be totally wrong, but he doesn't think so. Don't condemn him, any fool can do that. Try to understand him.
"I don't blame you at all. If I were you, I should undoubtedly feel just as you do." An answer like that will soften the most cantankerous old cuss alive.
Examples
How to influence people
The only way to influence the other fellow is to talk about what he wants and show him how to get it. If, for example, you don't want your son to smoke, don't preach at him, and don't talk about what you want; but show him that cigarette's may keep him from making the baseball team or winning the hundred-yard dash.
Ralph Waldo Emerson and his son one day tried to get a calf into the barn, but they made the common mistake of thinking only of what they wanted. Emerson pushed and his son pulled. But the calf did just what they did; he thought only of what he wanted; so he stiffened his legs and stubbornly refused to leave the pasture. The Irish housemaid saw their predicament. She thought of what the calf wanted; so she put her maternal finger in the calf's mouth, and let the calf suck her finger as she gently led him into the barn.
Andrew Carnegie's sister-in-law was worried sick over her two boys. They were at Yale, and they were so busy with their own affairs that they neglected to write home and paid no attention whatever to their mother's frantic letters. Carnegie offered to wager a hundred dollars that he could get an answer by return mail, without even asking for it! Someone called his bet; so he wrote his nephews a chatty letter, mentioning casually in a postscript that he was sending each one a five-dollar bill. He neglected, however, to enclose the money. That did the trick. Back came the replies by return mail thanking "Dear Uncle Andrew" for his kind note and ...you can finish the sentence yourself.
The next time you want to persuade someone to do something, before you speak, pause and ask, "How can I make him want to do it?" Get the other man's point of view and see things from his angle as well as from his own.
Avoid Arguments
(If you're a Ford salesman) When someone says, "What? Ford's cars are no good! I wouldn't take one if you gave it to me. I'm going to get Chevrolet cars." Say, "Brother, listen, Chevrolet's cars are good cars. Their cars are made by a fine company and sold by good people." He's speechless then. There's no room for an argument. If he says Chevrolet's cars are the best and I say sure it is, he has to stop. Just agree with him. He can't go on all afternoon when I'm agreeing with him. We then get off the subject of Chevrolet's cars and I begin to talk about the good points of Ford's cars.
Never tell a man he is Wrong
If a man makes a statement that you think, or know, is wrong, begin by saying, "Well, I thought otherwise, but I may be wrong. I frequently am. Let's examine the facts." You'll never get into trouble by admitting you may be wrong. That'll stop all arguments and inspire the other fellow to be just as fair and broad-minded as you are. It'll make him want to admit that he, too, may be wrong.
We sometimes find ourselves changing our minds without any resistance or heavy emotion, but if we are told we are wrong, we resent the imputation and harden our hearts. We are incredibly heedless in the formation of our beliefs, but find ourselves filled with an illicit passion for them when anyone proposes to rob us of their companionship. It is not the ideas themselves that are dear to us, but our self-esteem which is threatened. We like to continue to believe what we have been accustomed to accept as true and the resentment aroused when doubt is cast upon any of our assumptions lead us to seek every manner of excuse for clinging to it. The result is that most of our so-called reasoning consists in finding arguments for going on believing as we already do.
When we are wrong, we may admit it to ourselves. And if we are handled gently and tactfully, we may admit it to others and even take pride in our frankness and broadmindedness. But not if someone else is trying to ram the fact down our throat.
Raised Rent
When one was informed he had to pay 3 times as much rent as formerly. "I was a bit shocked when I got your letter, but I don't blame you at all. If I had been in your position, I should probably have written a similar letter myself. Your duty as the manager is to make all the profit possible. Now, let's take a price of paper and write down the advantages and disadvantages that will accrue to you, if you insist on this increase in rent."
Advantages: You'll have the advantage of having the ballroom free to rent for dances and conventions, for affairs like that will pay you more than I can. Disadvantages: First, instead of increasing your income from me, you're going to decrease it. In fact, you're going to wipe it out because I cannot pay the rent you are asking. I shall be forced to go to another location. There's another disadvantage to you also. These lectures attract crowds of educated and cultured people to your hotel. That's good advertising for you, isn't it? In fact, if you spent $5,000 advertising in the newspapers, you couldn't bring as many people to look at your hotel as I can bring by these lectures. That is worth a lot to a hotel, isn't it?"
Kids
When 3 year old refused to eat. A bully next door kept knocking him off his tricycle. He was told if he eats his food, he could wallop the daylights out of the bigger kid someday. When he wet his bed, he was wearing a nightgown in his Grandma's bed. He wanted pajamas like Dad and his own bed. So, when he got them, he promised not to wet the bed because his pride was involved. He wanted to act like a man, so he did. A 3 year old daughter wouldn't eat breakfast. She loved to imitate her Mom. So, one morning they let her cook breakfast and she ate it, because she was interested in it, she achieved a feeling of importance, and found an avenue of self-expression.
Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves
When someone returns at item to you, listen to their story from beginning to end without saying a word. Then say, "what would you like me to do with this product? I'll do anything you say. If it isn't satisfactory we'll give you one that is. We are sorry to have caused you this inconvenience."
A customer denied owing 15 dollars. After getting letters from credit department, he went to the manager and said not only is he not going to pay the bill, but he won't but anything else from them again. The manager listened patiently to all he had to say without interrupting him. Then said, "I want to thank you for coming to me to tell me about this. You have done me a great favor, for if our credit department has annoyed you, it may annoy other good customers. Believe me, I am far more eager to hear this than you are to tell it. We'll wipe off the 15 dollar charge, because you are a very careful man with only one account to look after, while we have to look after many. Therefore, you are less likely to be wrong than we are."
If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically
When an officer warned someone about not putting his dog on a leash, and he was caught again, he didn't wait for the officer to start speaking, he beat him to it with, "Officer, you've caught me red-handed. I'm guilty. I have no excuses." Officer might say, "Well now, I know it's a temptation to let a dog run around when nobody's around." "Sure it's a temptation, but it's against the law." "Well, a little dog like that isn't going to harm anybody." No, but it might kill squirrels." "Well, I think you're taking this too far. Just let him run over the hill where I can't see him and we'll forget all about it." The officer wanted a feeling of importance. So when you begin to condemn yourself, the only way he could nourish his self-esteem was to show mercy. Isn't it much easier to listen to self-criticism than to bear condemnation from alien lips?
An art director delighted to find fault with someone's drawings. He gloated over his chance to criticize. "If what you say is true, I am at fault and there is absolutely no excuse for my blunder." The art director started to defend him! "Yes, you're right. But it's not a serious mistake. It's only..." "Any mistake may be costly and they are all irritating.” He started to break in, but he wouldn't let him. "I should have been more careful. You deserve the best, so I'm going to do this drawing all over." "No! No!. I wouldn't think of it." The artist's eagerness to criticize himself took all the fight out of the art director. Any fool can try to defend his mistakes, but it raises one above the herd and gives a feeling of nobility to admit one's mistakes.
Robert E. Lee blamed himself and only himself for the failure of picket's charge. Lee was far too Nobel to blame others. As Picket's beaten and bloody troops struggled back to Confederate lines, Robert E. Lee rode out to meet them all alone and said, "All this has been my fault. I and I alone have lost this battle." Few generals in all history have had the courage and character to admit that.
During a course in human relations, a class wrote down criticisms to a certain man to let him see himself as others see him. One man was broken hearted because he was denounced for being too sure of himself, too self-centered, too domineering, an egoist, trouble-maker, and a communist. One of his critics ordered him to get out of class. Instead of denouncing his critics, he said, "Boys, I certainly am unpopular. There can be no mistaking that. It huts me to read these comments, but they are good for me. They have taught me a lesson. I long for friends just as you do. I want to make people like me. Won't you help me? Won't you please write me some more criticisms and tell me what I can do to improve my personality? If you will, I'll try hard, awfully hard, to change." He wasn't faking, he spoke straight from his own heart; so naturally he reached the hearts of his critics. The very men who had denounced him one week earlier were now for him, His soft answer had turned away wrath.
Begin in a friendly way
Here's a fable about the sun and the wind. They quarreled about which was the stronger, and the wind said, "I'll prove I am. See that old man down there with a coat? I bet I can make him take his coat off faster than you can." So the sun went behind a cloud and the wind blew until it was almost a tornado, but the harder it blew the tighter the old man wrapped his coat about him. Finally, the wind calmed down and gave up. The sun came out from behind the cloud and smiled kindly on the old man. He mopped his brow and pulled off his coat. The sun then told the wind, "gentleness and friendliness were always stronger than fury and force." Friendliness and appreciation can make people change their minds more readily than storming at them can.
Let the other fellow think the idea is his
Theodore Roosevelt forced through reforms which political bosses bitterly disliked. Here's how he did it. When an office was to be filled, he invited the political bosses to make recommendations. If they chose someone he disagreed with, he'd tell them, "to appoint such a man would not be good politics, as the public would not approve." Then they'd make another, and he'd say, "this man will not live up to the expectations of the public. Find someone more fitting for the post." When they name the sort of man that Roosevelt would pick, he'd express gratitude for their assistance, and he'd let them take the credit for the appointment. He'd tell them that he did these things to please them and now it was their turn to please him.
A doctor was building an addition and preparing to equip it with the finest X-ray department in America. He was overwhelmed with salesmen, each praising his own equipment. But one of them wrote a letter stating, "Our factory has recently completed a new line of X-ray equipment. They are not perfect, we know that, and we want to improve them. So we should be deeply obligated to you if you could find the time to look them over and give us your ideas about how they can be made more serviceable to your profession. Knowing how occupied you are, I shall be glad to send my car for you at any hour you specify."
This doctor never had an X-ray manufacturer seek his advice before. It made him feel important. The more he studied the equipment the more he liked it. Nobody tried to sell it to him, he felt the idea of buying that equipment for the hospital was his own. He sold himself on its superior qualities and ordered it installed.
Be sympathetic with other people's ideas and desires
Someone made an error in an announcement over the radio and got deluged with indignant and insulting letters. One in particular was from a woman who he thought, "Thank God, I am not married to that girl." He was going to write her a letter stating although he made a mistake in geography, she made a bigger mistake in common courtesy. But any hot-headed fool can do that. So he controlled himself, and resolved to turn her hostility into friendliness. After all, if he were her, he should undoubtedly feel just as she did. So, he called her up and said:
Him: Mrs. so and so. You wrote me a letter a few weeks ago, and I want to thank you for it.
She: (in a cultured, well-bred tone). To whom have I the honor of speaking?
Him: I am a stranger to you. My name is Dale Carnegie. You listened to a broadcast I gave about Louisa May Alcott a few Sundays ago, and I made the unforgivable blunder of saying that she had lived in New Hampshire. It was a stupid blunder and I want to apologize for it. It was so nice of you to take the time to write me.
She: I am sorry, Mr. Carnegie, that I wrote as I did. I lost my temper. I must apologize.
Him: No! No! You are not the one to apologize; I am the one to apologize. Any school child would have known better than to have said what I have said. I apologized over the air the Sunday following and I want to apologize to you personally now.
She: I was born in Concord, Massachusetts. My family has been prominent here for over two centuries and I am very proud of this state. I was quite distressed when you said she was born in New Hampshire. But I am really ashamed of that letter.
Him: I assure you that you were not one-tenth as distressed as I am. My error didn't hurt Massachusetts, but it did hurt me. It is so seldom that people of your standing and culture take the time to write people who speak on the radio, and I do hope you will write me again if you detect an error in my talks.
She: You know, I really like very much the way you have accepted my criticism, You must be a very good man. I should like to know you you better.
So, by apologizing and sympathizing with her point of view, he got her apologizing and sympathizing with his point of view. He had the satisfaction of controlling his temper, and returning kindness for an insult.
Dramatize your ideas
A manufacturer of a new rat poison gave dealers a display that included 2 live rats. Sales zoomed to 5X their normal rate.
An auto supply dealer had a display for an indestructible spark plug. It was smashed up and down against a rock. 1000X.
Instead of giving data verbally about a study done on cold cream, open a suitcase and dump 32 jars of cold cream on top of a desk, and on each cold jar have a tag of itemized results that briefly and dramatically tells its story.
Throw down a challenge
To get a factory to produce and meet their quota when they were lagging behind, the big boss asked the day shift how many heats they made. They said "six." Without another word, he chalked a big "6" on the floor and walked away. The next day, the boss saw the night shift had rubbed out "6" and replaced it with a "7." So, the night shift thought they were better than the day shift, huh? They made 10 that day.
Charles Swabb said, "The way to get things done is to stimulate competition. Not in a sordid, money grabbing way, but in a desire to excel." The challenge! An infallible way of appealing to men of spirit. The chance for self-expression. The chance to prove his worth, to excel, to win. The desire for a feeling of importance.
Begin with praise and honest appreciation
Calvin Cooledge said to his secretary, "That's a pretty dress you are wearing this morning, and you are a very attractive young woman." It was so unusual and unexpected, that the girl blushed in confusion. Then he said, "Now, don't get stuck up. I just said that to make you feel good. From now on, I wish you would be a little bit more careful with your punctuation." It is always easier to listen to unpleasant things after we have heard some praise of our good points.
Talk about your own mistakes before criticizing the other man
When you want to call attention to someone's mistake, say, "You have made a mistake, but the Lord knows it's no worse than many I have made. I have been guilty of so many stupid, silly things myself. I have very little inclination to criticize you or anyone else. But don't you think it would have been wiser if you had done so and so?"
Let the other man save his face
General Electric had to remove someone from the head of the department. He was a genius when it came to electricity, but was a washout as the head of the accounting department. The company didn't want to offend him, he was indispensable and highly sensitive. So they gave him a new title of "Consulting Engineer of the General Electric Company." A new title for work he was already doing. He was happy, and General Electric let someone else head up the department.
Give people a fine reputation to live up to
Someone hired a servant and told her to report to work, but he telephoned a former employer and all was not well. When the girl came to work, he said, "Nellie, I telephoned the other day to a woman you used to work for. She said you were honest and reliable, a good cook and good at caring for the children. But she also said you were sloppy and never kept the house clean. Now, I think she was lying. You dress neatly, anybody can see that. And I'll bet you keep the house just as neat as your person. You and I are going to get along fine." And they did. Nellie had a reputation to live up to and didn't want to be untrue to his ideal of her.
A servant girl brought Georgette her meals. She was called "Marie the Dishwasher" because she started her career as a scullery assistant. She was a kind of monster, cross-eyed, bandy-legged, poor in flesh and spirit. One day, while she was holding a plate of macaroni, Georgette said to her point-blank, "Marie, you do not know what treasures are within you." Accustomed to holding back her emotions, Marie waited a few moments, not daring to risk the slightest gesture for fear of a catastrophe. Then she put the dish on the table, sighed, and said ingenuously, "Madame, I would never have believed it." Then she went back to the kitchen and repeated what Georgette had said. She began taking care of her face and body so carefully that her starved youth seemed to blossom and modestly hid her plainness. Two months later she announced her coming marriage with the nephew of the chef. "I'm going to be a lady," she said and thanked Georgette. A small phrase had changed her entire life.
If you must deal with a crook, there is only one possible way of getting the better of him. Treat him as if he were an honorable gentleman. Take it for granted he is on the level. He will be so flattered by such treatment that he may answer to it, and be proud that someone trusts him.
Make other people happy about doing the thing you suggest
A mechanic was complaining that the hours were too long, that there was too much work, and that he needed an assistant. The shop didn't give him an assistant, or shorter hours or less work, and yet he made the mechanic happy. How? He was given a private office. His name appeared on the door, and with it his title "Manager of the Service Department." He was no longer a repair man to be ordered around, he was now the manager of a department. He had dignity, recognition, a feeling of importance.
A man had to refuse many invitations to speak from who he was obligated. He didn't merely say how busy he was. After expressing his appreciation of the invitation and regretting his inability to accept it, he suggested a substitute speaker. He didn't give the other man any time to feel unhappy about the refusal, but had him thinking of some other speaker he may obtain.
People don't blame Themselves
Dutch Crowley was know as a "cop killer" who would "kill at the drop of a feather." One day he was necking a girl in a car and a policeman walked up to the parked car and said, "Let me see your license." Without saying a word, Crowley drew his gun and cut the policeman down with a shower of lead. Then he grabbed the officer's gun and shot him again. Crowley later wrote, "Under my heart is a weary heart, but a kind one - one that would do nobody any harm."
Crowley was sentenced to the electric chair. When he arrived at the death house in Sing Sing, did he say, "This is what I get for killing people?" No, he said, "This is what I get for defending myself." Crowley didn't blame himself for anything. Al Capone, America's Public Enemy Number One, regarded himself as an unappreciated and misunderstood public benefactor. So did Dutch Schultz.
Warden Lawes of Sing Sing said, "Few of the criminals in Sing Sing regard themselves as bad men. They are just as human as you and I. So they rationalize, they explain. They can tell you why they had to crack a safe or be quick on the trigger finger. Most of them attempt by a form of reasoning, fallacious or logical, to justify their anti-social acts even to themselves, consequently stoutly maintaining that they should never have been imprisoned at all.
If these desperate men behind prison walls don't blame themselves for anything, what about the people with whom you and I come in contact? The late John Wanamaker once confessed, "I learned thirty years ago that it is foolish to scold. I have enough trouble overcoming my own limitations without fretting over the fact that God has not seen fit to distribute evenly the gift of intelligence."
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli, and he was room temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another
city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli, and he was room temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another
city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
Cuddly Rigor Mortis
http://www.eatmedaily.com/2009/11/cuddly-rigor-mortis-by-kristin-tercek-cute-but-creepy/
Optical Illusions
http://www.snackaday.com/2007/12/24/can-you-find-optical-illusions-nice-pictures/
i saw a this guy at a gallery and chatted with him. i really like the art. truly inspiring
i saw a this guy at a gallery and chatted with him. i really like the art. truly inspiring
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Dollar Bill art
my new favorite form of vandalism
http://www.toxel.com/inspiration/2009/05/12/one-dollar-bill-art-by-atypyk/
http://www.toxel.com/inspiration/2009/05/12/one-dollar-bill-art-by-atypyk/
Oh, Leo
http://www.drawingsofleonardo.org/
here they are, the best, and all in one place!
what more could you possibly ask for?
here they are, the best, and all in one place!
what more could you possibly ask for?
Get Your Trippiest Music for this one
http://zoomquilt2.madmindworx.com/zoomquilt2.swf
the zooming creates a sense of urgency when looking at the art. it is most appetizing
the zooming creates a sense of urgency when looking at the art. it is most appetizing
DANTE
http://danteworlds.laits.utexas.edu/gate.html
really intense info....not worth reading all of it
really intense info....not worth reading all of it
This piece was presented as Kurt Vonnegut's commencement address at MIT in 1997. It's great stuff, but apparently it wasn't written or delivered by Vonnegut. It's still a beautiful piece...
Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
WIZ OF OZ
http://abduzeedo.com/wonderful-illustrations-wizard-oz
i love reimaginations of things
such as this wonderful collection
i love reimaginations of things
such as this wonderful collection
i'm not gonna take this anymore
http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2693546
always liked this speech
always liked this speech
Misty
http://iconology.therndm.com/archive/brooks-salzwedel-layered-forest/414
cool misty effect. most likely made by staking tracing paper
ENJOY
cool misty effect. most likely made by staking tracing paper
ENJOY
Charactor Illustartions
http://apeonthemoon.com/2009/11/03/character-illustrations-of-harry-nesbitt/
i liked the video,
i'm kinda able to relate
i liked the video,
i'm kinda able to relate
look in art a
http://www.lookinart.net/2009/10/kim-simonsson.html
macabre children in art are always a winner as far as i'm concerned
macabre children in art are always a winner as far as i'm concerned
Friday, February 12, 2010
100 one liners
http://www.onelinerz.net/top-100-funny-one-liners/
VERY FUNNY.
some suck.
others are funny
i'm gonna steal some
and use them in ma writting.
MARK MY WORDS
VERY FUNNY.
some suck.
others are funny
i'm gonna steal some
and use them in ma writting.
MARK MY WORDS
World Clock
http://www.shambles.net/worldclock/worldclock.swf
wow
this really puts things in perspective
look at at the deaths for a few seconds
HOLY FUCKING SHIT
wow
this really puts things in perspective
look at at the deaths for a few seconds
HOLY FUCKING SHIT
Sedat
http://sedatgirgin.blogspot.com/
here is a cool guy with a cool blog. i enjoy his scribbling style of art. one piece is called Istanbul. I like it the most.
here is a cool guy with a cool blog. i enjoy his scribbling style of art. one piece is called Istanbul. I like it the most.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Crazy Photos
http://www.toxel.com/inspiration/2009/01/30/photo-manipulations-by-tebe_interesno/
Really Awesome photo manipulations.
Really Awesome photo manipulations.
Nice Photos
http://abduzeedo.com/30-amazing-photographs-joe-holmes
I can safely say that city photos are some of my favorites.
I can safely say that city photos are some of my favorites.
Live Magazine
http://blogs.denverpost.com/captured/2008/11/24/life-images-hosted-by-google/
Nice Pictures. Glad got the chance to see them. You will be too.
Nice Pictures. Glad got the chance to see them. You will be too.
Clear YO mind
These really are very helpful. VERY
http://www.guidetoonlineschools.com/tips-and-tools/top-learning-strategies
http://www.guidetoonlineschools.com/tips-and-tools/top-learning-strategies
7 sin glasses
Wonderful example of adjectives expressed in objects. or should i say, a DRAMATIC ACTION
http://www.yatzer.com/postDetails.php?post=1076
http://www.yatzer.com/postDetails.php?post=1076
Iconic Photos
http://swick.co.uk/index.php/2009/06/12-of-the-most-iconic-photographs-ever-taken/
Impressive Photos
Impressive Photos
Ian Fischer, American Solider
Not much to say, but this is quite poignant. The prime example of story telling through photos.
http://blogs.denverpost.com/captured/2009/09/10/ian-fisher-american-soldier/
http://blogs.denverpost.com/captured/2009/09/10/ian-fisher-american-soldier/
Steampunk Masks
Some of you may be aware of my love affair with steampunk. Well, here is a great collection of gas masks (which i already think are cool) that are made in the style of steampunk. They are also for sale. NICE!
http://www.likecool.com/Tom_Banwell--Other--Gear.html
http://www.likecool.com/Tom_Banwell--Other--Gear.html
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