by The Boomtown Rats
The song "I don't like Mondays", by the Boomtown Rats has meaning behind its words. In early February of 1979, Brenda Spencer at the time was 16, fired a 22 cal. rifle repeatedly at Cleveland Elementary School in San Diego. Brenda told the authorities "I don't like Mondays". When asked who she was shooting at she replied, "No one in particular, I kind of like the red and blue jackets". Principal Burton Wragg and custodian Michael Suchar were killed by Brenda's sporadic fire, while eight children and one police officer were wounded. After hours of what she called "fun", she finally surrendered. Many asked why did she do it. No one had an answer.
We think Bob Geldof wrote this song not understanding how an act of random violence such as this could occur in our society. He did this to raise the awareness of his listeners by repeating the phrase, "Tell me why".
The song "I don't like Mondays", by the Boomtown Rats has meaning behind its words. In early February of 1979, Brenda Spencer at the time was 16, fired a 22 cal. rifle repeatedly at Cleveland Elementary School in San Diego. Brenda told the authorities "I don't like Mondays". When asked who she was shooting at she replied, "No one in particular, I kind of like the red and blue jackets". Principal Burton Wragg and custodian Michael Suchar were killed by Brenda's sporadic fire, while eight children and one police officer were wounded. After hours of what she called "fun", she finally surrendered. Many asked why did she do it. No one had an answer.
We think Bob Geldof wrote this song not understanding how an act of random violence such as this could occur in our society. He did this to raise the awareness of his listeners by repeating the phrase, "Tell me why".
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"....And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold.
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?"
Τελικά.. αν φοβάμαι κάτι αληθινά, αυτό είναι.. τα good as gold άτομα.. που κρύβουν βαθειά μέσα τους μια χαραμάδα... και που κάποια στιγμή.. για κάποιο άσχετο λόγο.. The silicon chip inside [their] heads/Gets switched to overload.
Όλο το Σύμπαν δημιουργήθηκε από μια τυχαία κβαντική διακύμανση που προκάλεσε τη Μεγάλη Έκρηξη (Big Bang). Η ζωή στη γη, για παράδειγμα, είναι ενάντια στην φυσική πορεία των πραγμάτων (που είναι προς την κατεύθυνση της αυξανόμενης συνολικά εντροπίας, δηλαδή «τάξη προς αταξία»), αλλά συμβαίνει, όπως ακριβώς συμβαίνουν οι εξάρες όταν ρίχνεις δυο ζάρια. Η πολυπλοκότητα ενός ζωντανού οργανισμού δεν εξασφαλίζει, σε καμία περίπτωση, σταθερότητα, ούτε επαναληψιμότητα γενικών αρχών και καταστάσεων. Επομένως, (πρέπει να) είναι αντιληπτό ότι κάποια ακραία φυσικά φαινόμενα (υπό την έννοια "φαινόμενα της φύσης", πχ το μυαλό να "πάρει ανάποδες") είναι πιθανό να συμβούν. Όπως είναι πιθανό να ρίξεις 275,602,174 ζάρια και να φέρουν όλα "έξι".
That’s why.
Μια που ο Constantinos αναφέρθηκε στη ζωή στη γη και στην πολυπλοκότητα των ζωντανών οργανισμών που κατοικούν σε αυτή, παραθέτω μια ενδιαφέρουσα περιγραφή της (αναγνωρίζει κανείς τον συγγραφέα;)
"Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea ..."
Douglas Adams, The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Τι κερδίζω;
Πριν σου πω τι κερδίζεις θέλω να βεβαιωθώ ότι δεν έκανες ζαβολιά με το google.
Μια ερώτηση ακόμα, από τον Douglas Adams.
Ποιά είναι η απάντηση στην "υπέρτατη ερώτηση για την Ζωή, το Σύμπαν και τα Πάντα";
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well done constantinos ... το εξαιρετικά πολύτιμο δώρο έκπληξη που κερδίζεις, μπορείς να παραλάβεις όποτε θέλεις από όποιον vogon συναντήσεις.
ΥΓ Για όσους θέλουν φρεσκάρισμα στη μνήμη τους σχετικά με τους vogon, παραθέτω την παρακάτω περιγραφή:
Here's what to do if you want to get a lift from a Vogon: Forget it!! They are one of the most unpleasant races in the galaxy. Not actually evil, but bad tempered, bureaucratic, officious and callous. They wouldn't even lift a finger to save their own grandmothers from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal without orders signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public enquiry, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat for three months and recycled as firelighters. The best way to get a drink out of a Vogon is stick your finger down his throat, and the best way to irritate him is to feed his grandmother to the ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal. On no account should you allow a Vogon to read poetry to you.
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