The thing I always loved about sports was perserverance, spirit, teamwork and manners. Somebody will lose and somebody will win, but the good game was always a good game. You tap your oponent on the back and shake hands. Next time - who knows, again somebody will win and somebody will lose. Yet the manners we conduct ourselves whether we lose or win define us as good or bad athlete and person.
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četvrtak, 27. kolovoza 2015.
srijeda, 26. kolovoza 2015.
Find a tree and apologize
Aimed to all those in politics whose only goal is to save their cushioned seat, so called sport fans who put down the sports to all time low the way they behave, us ordinary people who rather watch vulgar and tasteless videos than something of value, whose only reading material is an oops article from self-proclaimed journalists who cannot put their facts and grammar together, my "cultured and refined" neighbors who toss the trash off a balcony ...... lot of trees out there need an apology!!
ponedjeljak, 24. kolovoza 2015.
New software and the old hardware
I've caught a part of History channel piece where different scientists argument theories on human race i.e. why history constantly repeats, why all these bad events happen etc. Premise is following: humans use 21st century software (technology) on 50,000 year old hardware (primarily brain and its usage). We did not change at our very core, we are still hunters and collectors with more dangerous toys. Those few that did evolve were the Great ones ahead of their and I would dare say our time, such as Da Vinci, Tesla, Newton etc. They hoped their inventions would improve life and people themselves. That did not happen. We, the people, still think sole technology is progress and evolution, period. We fail to comprehend that true progress is improving and evolving ourselves. Thus when I occasionaly say we need to go back to caves, due to the fact we are evolving backwards - I was partly right. We need to go back to caves as we did not evolve, period.
subota, 22. kolovoza 2015.
Despair, geopolitics and semantics
I've seen lot of images like this lately. This one in particular moved me to the core. It's a "migrant" with his child on Greek-Macedonian border.
I see a parent in absolute despair trying to save his child and hopelessness.
I do not see a migrant. Unless I am wrong, migrant is defined as a person who moves to another place in search for better living conditions.
That person still has somewhat decent living conditions back home.
I don't see that here. I see a refugee. Yet the migrant and refugee have different status. And geopolitics of the time drives the semantics.
And the semantics will decide who lives and who dies.
Great job for us humans of 21st century!
četvrtak, 20. kolovoza 2015.
Mad mad world
Sounds like 1963 comedy, great movie but this is not it. Quite frequently I ask myself if we live on the other side of the mirror as everything turned on its head.
This morning I read parrot got arrested for cursing and dolphin for spying? Are you kidding me??!!
We live in 21st century and the issues we had in century 1 are still the same just the players changed. We still have wars, people suffering, ignorance, hate, profiteers, opportunists, those in power and those who are not. We call ourselves civilized, and there is nothing civilized in anything we do, unless I got the wrong definition of being civil from another side of a mirror where things actually work. That could very well be it.
srijeda, 19. kolovoza 2015.
Haters or ignorant?
I was always wondering what leads people to hate. Is it ignorance, the basic lack of knowledge or something else? Is it easier to hate when you are ignorant? Or is it easier to be ignorant when you are already full of hate?
Is it easier to manipulate over ignorant or hateful person? Is it both?
Or is it that simple as Nietzsche explained? Could it be??
ponedjeljak, 17. kolovoza 2015.
Basketball cadets - my heroes
And they did it!! Bosnian basketball cadets won the European championship!! After a very long time I watched the game with the excitement, yelling, cheering with such intensity that my son told me I scared him. He never saw me like that and he could not. This was long overdue -the game for the love of the game, the passion of these young players, kids only, and their determination to win while trusting and counting on each other. And that was the key - they played as a team, as brothers and they were from all parts of Bosnia, of different nationalities and religions. The same issue our politicians and the rest of old farts and haters keep telling us it is not possible.
Well these young people proved them wrong and reminded us of something we have forgotten: Divided we fall, united we stand ... and WIN!!!
Wish you all the best, boys, and stay just the way you are. We cannot teach you anything, you can teach us.