It might seem like I've become a shill for TED.com and their TEDtalk videos, but I am is a big fan, and if I like to watch people talk about their deepest interests and what it means to them, then... so what? If I wanted to know what you think about my opinions I would activate the Comments setting. Not gonna happen. Screw you. Get your own blog so you too can be lord and master over something for a while. Books rot, but the stuff that gets published on the World Wide Web, particularly in the early days, will be around on some media format until the end of ti-me. Immortality at last!
Oh, about the last TEDtalk that gave me a few goosebumps:
http://www.ted.com/talks/ken_robinson_says_schools_kill_creativity.html
Ken Robinson is a master of oratory. By watching this video of him speaking before an audience of his peers it was easy to see that he had those people in the palm of his hand, and most of the audience were people who were to or already had their turn on the podium. He enchanted the enchanters. Enchanting me over the internet was no chore at all. I've always been a fool for charismatic speakers. I probably should have been pickier previous to my first Saturn Return, but it all straightened out after I began learning to be charismatic my own damned self.
I'm still imitating what I see of myself in people like Ken Robinson and certain other of the TEDtalk speakers. The TEDtalks are only my most recent fascination with watching videos of experts talking about what they've become experts at. Google Video has thousands of lectures by the world's most imminent teachers in their fields that only the elite class and their minions can afford to dance wildly with.
The elitist education curtain has fallen along with the Berlin Wall and conventional warfare. Nobody can hide behind arcane secrets anymore as a defense against nuclear holocaust. Tanks and bombs can't defeat an enemy who can't be distinguished from the populace. In the melting pot of the United States that could be anybody. Who among us newly equaled will decide to "Kill 'em all, and let God sort it out!"... first?
I probably filtered for what I wanted to hear Robinson say, but what I did hear him say seemed very similar to what I've written about myself in some wistful, melancholy way. I don't know who couldn't be impressed by the type of people who invent things. I don't mean a social class of people, because inventors are prone to come from all over the social map.
By writing about inventors I'm including all the creative arts where sometime the least expected people come up with unthought of ways of resolving common problems. They fly by the seat of they britches. They reach back and pull it outta they ass. That can be educated out of people. I found out about it by being raised by educators who took their work home with them. I had to run for my life. It's hard to allow that not many people do. Having my own life at other's expense ain't nothing to brag about, but rather, a crying damn shame.
"She walks these hills
in a long, black veil,
and she visits my grave
when the cold
night wind wails.
Nobody knows,
and nobody sees,
and, nobody knows,
but me. "
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
