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World Population Clock

April 28th, 2017 by Michael Tabor

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How do they actually know all this??? It’s all statistical analysis but it has been proven to be monumentally precise. I’m looking at the births and deaths just today – which is mind-boggling; About 2 births a second and 1 death per second. So if you really look at the big picture….well, we’re individually pretty small and insignificant.

http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/

 

 

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Emotions MUST Go!

March 22nd, 2017 by Michael Tabor

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This is going to sound appalling, but if we really want to become super – human and actually be cyborgs, emotions must go. Yes, we are (some of us) are very rational but it’s the emotions (jealousy, anger, envy, pride, sadness, etc.) that trip us up – every single time!!! If we are going to make progress, the emotions must go – it’s the only way to make progress.

I’m not advocating the eradication of emotions, after all that’s what makes homo sapiens human, but our progress to utopia and to a bliss state will just be impossible with stupid things like jealousy and pride. And here’s the worst of the worst – “The Ego”. Every Zen Master going back thousands of years ago knew that the ego was the biggest hindrance and ultimate source of all pain.

So WhaDaYaThink? What do you think? Again, I personally don’t want this to happen, but brace yourselves, because it’s coming – for SURE!!! People my age will probably be dead and gone, but your children may be around.

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Sentimental Journey

August 18th, 2014 by Magdalena Tabor

My father was a true craftsman. He was trained in the art of making shoes. Shoes. How do you make a shoe?? He made them for disabled sentimental journeypeople. Some of those people happened to be skaters and skiers with talents of their own; training for the Olympics and even winning sometimes. The man behind the boots they wore was none other than my father; the apparent pride he took in pointing them out when we watched them go for the gold. Gold. The very thing his heart was made of. When he died I inherited a pair of the finely crafted wing tips he wore, his fancy signature scrawled on the leather inside. To look at them, you’d never think that someone actually made them. Useless to me, of course, but something I could never bear to part with. There are things we carry our life long simply because they tug at our heartstrings.
It hearkens back to the days of our childhood. Remember the movie version of To Kill A Mockingbird? Scout has a cigar box with bits of childish treasure. I had one just like it. Throughout my life one of my possessions was always a box or chest of some kind containing things randomly tossed into it. Kind of like a junk drawer but with things of better quality. Things like concert tickets, birthday cards too sweet to trash, letters from friends, old photographs, pieces of our hearts. You get the picture. Maybe you even have one. I think I may have several.
These boxes, full of meaningless bunk to others, are portions of our lives we’ve gathered over the years. Peering into them, we gain a sense of where we’ve been and what we’ve experienced; a diary of sorts with only we as the key keepers. No one else would have a clue as to the story behind each piece and although rarely looked at, we hold onto these bits and pieces of our selves. Who knows? Maybe I’ll have a great big bonfire one day and watch the sky grow black with fear and dread. No! I couldn’t possibly. Banish the thought.
Why do human beings keep things? By no means a hoarder, I’m a keeper of sunny days to mull over when there are rainy ones. Who knows how the minds works with its springs and gears that trigger an awakening when memory is probed. Our olfactories stimulated into long ago events by the scent of something on the breeze. Or in the case of a treasure box, pleasantries by the handful.

So………whadayathink? What’s in your memory box? Are you a sentimental traveler through time? Or do you trash everything in sight nevermore to ponder what’s been said and done? Ah, pity.

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Chicken Dinner

August 2nd, 2014 by Magdalena Tabor

Who doesn’t love chicken dinner? Why, it’s made a thousand different ways……..grilled, sauteed, baked, fried, roasted, raw…….Raw??? chicken dinnerThe human animal isn’t the only one fond of this delectable dish. Take for instance our neighbors, the bears…….or was it the coyotes? The little hen house (aka the maternity ward) which housed mama hen and her three adolescent chicks, were all safely ensconced, apart from their rivals in the barn….or so they thought.
One Saturday morning several weeks ago, what awaited was appalling beyond description! The little green hen house was torn asunder with no sign of mama or chicks, only remnants of their sad little lives. Feathers and ( dare I say it for the faint of heart? ) chicken heads were all that was left of them! And the chicken wire fence around the vegetable garden was squashed FLAT. This was a job for our inside investigating team.
A quick jaunt up the mountain behind the house revealed several exposures taken at 10 pm by the automatic camera lens. It was just as we had suspected. Two out of three pictures were of bear cubs and the other was of a deer. Well, one thing was for certain. It wasn’t Bambi licking his chops with the toothpick in his mouth.
However, so as not to jump to any wrong conclusions, what about that pile of coyote crap left on the doorstep last week? (What a thoughtful welcome). Everyone knows they hunt in packs and could have dismantled the hen house quicker than the barn dance going on inside at the dim prospect of being eaten alive. Yeah…but there’s still the garden fence that was stomped on by paws bigger than Charlie Brown’s head.
This clinches it. No court of law could circumvent the evidence. Cousin Lisa was driving up the road just the other day. And what do you think crossed her path from the river side of the road towards the house in broad radiant sunlight? Why, it was little baby bear! On his merry meandering way to the barn to take a sniff around and see if there might not be some leftovers. Oh, never mind the BBQ sauce and baked potato. I’ll take mine as is, he was heard to say in passing.

So……….whadayathink? How do you prefer your chicken dinner? With or without bones? Are you fussy about a few fluffy tail feathers on the side? Would you prefer a wing or a leg? It’s okay. We can always grill it.

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NYC – From Skyline to Highline

June 18th, 2014 by Magdalena Tabor

I have to thank my cousin Lisa for my introduction to NYC’s Highline which came about two years ago. We work just a stone’s throw NYC Highlinefrom one another in Manhattan and upon occasion get together for “lunch”. Well, the first time we actually ate but from then on we became walking buddies in an effort to work off what eating puts on. She led me down to the west end of the city not far from where we set out, and we proceeded to climb an elevated platform. I had no idea what to expect but was quite simply thrust into a part of the city I’d never known existed. How could this be? I thought I knew it all when it came to the city. But it was quite apparent I’d been out of the loop.
Here was a world where nature extended her hand and literally led you down the city’s primrose path. What was once an expanse of abandoned elevated train track, had been transformed into a private pedestrian walkway; an unexpected vista of ever changing cityscape interspersed with surprise elements of wooded glens, petite lawns, flora/fauna and you name it. As if that weren’t enough, the intriguing view above the city streets free from the intrusion of traffic and blaring sirens, highlight the architectural interest of brand spanking new buildings alongside Victorian Chelsea. With a nod to the city’s talented art community, this montage also injects a gallery of sculptures mounted on the sides of buildings scattered along the way just for good measure; we wouldn’t want you to get bored.
There was a time when this bed of railroad track that lay abandoned for some time, was considered by some just a stretch of wreckage and should be demolished. Nature began to reclaim what was hers and determindly took root there. With a vision not unique to New Yorkers alone, for the idea germinated with the existence of the Promenade Plantée in Paris, a plan to create something similar was born. But it became something much more; a necessary element of which many city people are deprived. A backyard. A place of respite. A moment’s pause reminding us how important it is to integrate ourselves with nature, even in a place as bustling as NYC. Perhaps even more so because of it.
Children playing on lawns. An old woman in a straw hat biding her time amongst the flowers. People on a leisurely stroll mid afternoon. Others, sunning themselves on newly mown grass in bare feet. Some time in New York City? You betcha. The Highline soars.

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Throw Away Your Cell Phone And STOP Social Media

June 5th, 2014 by Michael Tabor

I very rarely use my cell phone (I have one only for emergencies) and I was very seriously considering disconnecting myself completely cellendfrom Facebook and only keeping LinkedIn (only for business purposes). I decided to stay on FaceBook only because of our blog. Most of our readers are actually not FB members, but I think we have a few, so….

Surely, Facebook has certain redeeming qualities i.e. finding old long lost friends and classmates, etc. but after that, ENOUGH !!!

Have you ever been to an engagement or family function and everyone seems to be playing with their mobile – texting, taking pictures, surfing the net … everything, but being “present” enjoying the company of one another i.e. human interaction and being in the “now.”

What is it about “us” (myself included) that 1. Constantly wants to be distracted & 2. Thrives on attention.  We all have thoughts, opinions, feelings about everything under the sun and part of being human is sharing it with other people. The aforementioned is fine and dandy but when you feel the need to throw a picture of yourself up on FB after getting a haircut or giving a blow – by – blow description of your recent colonoscopy procedure, well …

This is nice and short, because addition to the theme of this blog, we also all have Twitter attention spans (another blog) Anyway, WhadaYaThink ? What do you think ? There’s a term out there for us folks who are fed up with technology – Neo-Luddism.

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When Marty Was Great !!!

May 23rd, 2014 by Michael Tabor

How many mob/bad – guy movies can you watch before you say “enough – already !!!”goodfellaslook

When I was a kid (I actually appreciated the film more as an adult, when I was able to understand everything) my favorite mafia movie of all time was ‘The Godfather’, directed by Francis Ford Coppola in 1972. I was shocked beyond belief when the sequel, The Godfather Part II released 2 years later was actually (not by much, but still …) better !!! Al Pacino portraying the formerly sweet & nice guy who wanted nothing to do with the family (well, we knew it was coming at the end of Godfather I) and turned into the surprisingly, most – vicious – Machiavellian don one can imagine (another blog).

Anyway, I just recently watched ‘Good Fellas’ and it brought back memories of  how GREAT that movie was. Wow !!! This film, ‘Good Fellas’ was made 24 years ago in 1990 and I can’t even begin to describe how powerful & how well this move has stood the test of time. Unlike the ‘Godfathers’ I & II (btw, Godfather III was a dog and perhaps one of the worst movies ever made) Good Fellas really sort of made you feel like you were right there with the BAD guys and what made it so intriguing was that it was so different from ‘The Godfather’. This film invited you to vicariously live the life of the “soldier” lifestyle of the Cosa Nostra. The Godfather’ films tried, and obviously succeeded, in portraying the mob as simply corporate America in which killing other human beings was just an occupational hazard.

I’m not going to elaborate too much, because I think everyone has seen the aforementioned films, but allow me to go back to memory lane and throw up some of my favorite ‘Good Fellas’ scenes.

·        If you see someone who looks like this and is looking at you this way, you probably don’t have much longer to live    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmF_Phk6eIE

·        This is great dark comedy here …. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeL8EYtbVw0

·        And of course, the – “ are you amusing me scene” is perhaps one of the greatest scenes in all of  cinema    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aC5al-btIEw

So WhaDaYaThink ? What do you think ? Martin Scorsese has made some unspeakably great movies e.g. ‘Raging Bull’, ‘Taxi Driver’, ‘Cape Fear’, ‘The Aviator’, ‘The King of Comedy’ … & more, but the last few films have been major bombs. Is Marty done ???

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Tyler Talks Cats That Kick Butt

May 17th, 2014 by Magdalena Tabor

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Hey! Did you see that awesome news clip about the cat that saved the little boy from the dog attack? Who says CATS can’t be Man’s Best Friend???
This little boy, minding his own business (a rarity in itself), was riding his tricycle in front of his house, when suddenly a nasty little hound comes sneaking up behind him, viciously grabs him off his trike and like a crazed pirana tosses him about like a rag doll.
Here comes the good part…..the kid’s cat charges the dog with all four paws ninja-like, BAM! and the dog goes yelping down the street with the cat in hot pursuit! That cat, Tara’s her name, is one feisty feline. I think I’m in LOVE! (Sorry, Clementine. But you have to admit Tara’s stripes are very appealing). All she needs is the Super Hero cape! I propose they feature her image on band aids alongside Cat Woman.

So…..whadayathink? Everyone needs someone to look up to. Who’s your hero? And don’t say Underdog.

 

 

 

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Liposuction Ought to Be Banned

May 14th, 2014 by Michael Tabor

We, Magdalena and I, have PERSONALLY known two people in our lifetimes who have sadly succumbed to the unspeakable ravages of lipo1lipo2lipo3lipo4this very misunderstood and dangerously, potentially fatal procedure called liposuction. Magdalena’s best friend literally died (after years of unimaginable suffering resulting from the liposuction operation … multiple strokes, hemorrhaging, irreparable brain damage, etc… ) and her sister – in – law almost died from this so – called panacea which allegedly is supposed to safely remove all fat and unwanted pounds. Yep, the cosmetic surgeons stridently proclaim that hard – work, dieting, and exercise are simply not necessary anymore. “We will simply vacuum all that excess fat and blubber from your body and voila – your battle with losing weight is over – no more depriving yourself from your favorite cakes, lasagna, and big sloppy steaks.
Having done a little research before writing this, I was utterly shocked and surprised that Tummy Tucks and liposuction are now the #1 cosmetic surgery performed in the United States. BTW, I completely understand why a person would opt for the surgery and not put in the unspeakably hard work of diet and exercise. And to be fair, incidentally, especially when you get older, diet and exercise doesn’t always work. I try to work out every day, watch my diet and occasionally I’ll starve myself (like eating one meal a day), but nevertheless, being age 50, the pounds still mount.
The reality and I think the reason for my writing this blog is to just blurt out the fact that WE, all of us in our/my age bracket get fat, or to put it more nicely – (put on a few pounds) as we age and get older. Sadly, there are no easy solutions but painstaking diet and exercise (btw, Madelene has written about these unfortunate phenomena of aging and weight gain. It’s here on this blog, just search for it, it’s awesome).

So WhaDaYaThink ? What do you think ? Check out this statistic: between 1994 and 1998, the folks permitted to actually anesthetize you and carve you up were untrained doctors and EVEN some were mere cosmetologists – wow !!! Furthermore, the medical laws were laughably (mournfully actually) lax. Here is the scary #: one out of every 1,000 patients DIED during or shortly after liposuction. THIS IS NOT OPEN HEART SURGERY FOLKS, IT’S COSMETIC. Surely, today, the numbers are not as harrowing (or are they ???) i.e. 1 out of 3,000 people die today but this number is skewed and not accurate. Liposuction is BIG business, and when there is $$ involved you know there is going to be major “fudging” involved. Typically, what happens when a person dies from an unnecessary cosmetic surgery incident, what appears on the death certificate or cause of death, is something called “latrogenic Causes”. Of course, I looked it up and latrogenic is a vague term and simply means “any complication”.

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What Exactly is This Kid – Justin Bieber Up to ???

May 13th, 2014 by Michael Tabor

Did you hear the jeering and booing when the image of Justin Bieber and his mother shown in attendance at the L.A. Clippers game was toughjustinflashed on the big screen in the arena??? Wow!! Does Justin Bieber like this notoriety??? Is he a masochist who likes pain? What on earth is this kid thinking and doing?
The already ultra – super – charged crowd is still, I’m sure, reeling about the whole Donald Sterling affair, and I’m sure the last thing they want to see on the “Jumbotron” is this insolent, boldly rude, marginally – talented, 20 – something – year – old, snot – nosed billionaire with a baby – face and an over – the – top James Dean Haircut making snarky gestures. This “belieber” thing is just disturbing beyond words.

Believe it or not, on some level I feel sorry for Justin Bieber and am utterly shocked and appalled at what “his people” (or maybe Bieber is so “bad – ass” he just ignores the advice) are doing to his client. If your whole career is about being a rebel or a “shock – jock” like Howard Stern, then I could possibly understand this crazy behavior. However, the kid is supposed to be marketed, one would obviously assume, as an adorable cute little boy with millions of young girls singing along with his lyrics about young love.

But, maybe this is all a strategy….

So WhaDaYaThink ? What do you think ? We all know that he can’t be a pretty boy teen – idol forever (Hey we all know what happened to David Cassidy, Lief Garret, …etc.) So maybe Justin Bieber and his advisors are prepping him for his next gig in life i.e. a Mixed Martial Artist – lololololololol

Hey you may laugh, but all his friends are fighters e.g. Floyd Mayweather, Nate Diaz, Jon Jones …. Hey, he certainly has enough cash to get the best training in the world. Who knows, maybe Justin Bieber maybe the next MMA Champion.

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