I did not want to mention anything about this during the US presidential campaign because the opinion of most of my contacts was against what I was thinking. Trump. He reminds me of Reagan, but I could be so wrong. This one also has to deliver. And this is only possible through unity both inside his country and in the way he conducts foreign policy. The World is changing and common dichotomous concepts like “living in a dictatorship vs living in a democracy” will be replaced by by complex pan-global movements like “acting as a planet while acting as a nation / a religion / a tribe / a group of interests and expanding in a way that is positive for all”. If Trump fails, he could become a new type of Hitler or Stalin or Pol Pot – yet with a difference: he could be the one who has the real power to destroy everything. If he succeeds, we’ll all be better off on Earth and we could send next generations out there, in the future, taking mankind to a new stage, colonising worlds. Can Trump deliver? No, he can’t. But, especially with full control of the Congress, he could be instrumental in setting-up a platform top start with. The future will look after the rest. So, I welcome Trump not for what he is, but for what he could be the trigger of.
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Wednesday, November 9th, 2016Bed Time Story (continued from 02/08/2011)
Sunday, May 27th, 2012Night 7
Which computer did we use to write this story at the beginning? It doesn’t matter. I don’t want this in the story, it’s so annoying. Let’s see where the rice is coming from!
If you want to write everything we say, write “I wrote this”.
Rice is essential for a nice lion heart dish. On Planet-Go-to-Bed there’s no rice, as rice grows in fields flooded with water and the only water on that planet can be found in very deep wells full of cows. So, rice has to be imported from Planet Earth. When little children don’t want to go to bed, their parents, who are, of course, much younger, point to the sky and say: “Look, there’s a handful of grains of rice somebody from Earth planted in the Heavens, find you own grain and go to sleep!”
But Faruno was studying at school what people eat on Planet Earth and he found out that only two billions of them actually eat rice. Some others eat prawns, pork and chicken nuggets, but some don’t eat at all.
Today Faruno learned about pizza. This is a very important traditional dish on Earth, as it can make people there sick or healthy, depending on their diet. If you have too much pizza on Earth, you may develop cavities in your teeth. cavities are little caves, where savage germs have parties and their music gets so loud, that it reaches your brain and you start singing as well. The most likely song you’ll sing is called “Ouch!” and it goes like this: “I have no idea, my brain is empty, my tooth is hurting, ouch, ouch, ouch!”
What do we do if we have cavities? We take them to a creative doctor, called the dentist chef. He makes more pizzas, but they are so tiny, they can fill your cavities very easily. The smaller they are, the more expensive they get. A large pizza with mozzarella, salami and zucchini, as seen on TV, can fill the cavities of a whole school, but if you are really rich, you can get a microscopic vegetarian pizza with pineapple and nothing else and this will cure only one tooth, very small, with a cavity so tiny a germ can not even fit in it.
Faruno asked his teacher whether you can get rice pizzas on Planet Earth but the bell rang and when it rings we all have to really go to bed.
Bed Time Story (continued from 28/04/2011)
Tuesday, August 2nd, 2011Only write things that should be in the story!
Faruno liked to catch lions alive and eat their hearts barbecued on rice and then he would let the lions get back into the wilderness. Lions have nine hearts on Planet Go-to-Bed and it is so hard to catch them that even Mr Albalgandon Vextraliensis, who was a scholar ans a professor of Lion Hunting and Cooking Practical Skills, was yet to get his first.
But where’s the rice coming from?
(to be continued)
Bed Time Story (continued from 16/03/2011)
Thursday, April 28th, 2011Part 5. This is about money, isn’t it?
Yes, it is when it gets about the wizard thing. When Faruno turns into a wizard.
How do we make money on Planet Go-to-Bed?
I actually have a good idea: kill a cow with a sword made of lava and obsidian and diamond? (That was cool.)
Do you know that long time ago even on Planet Earth people were killing cows to make their wishes come true?
Dad, people don’t do that. But people on Planet Go-to-Bed think that. Did you put a full-stop? I’ve got a better idea! If they feed the cow or an elephant to a rhyno, they may get another person from the Planet Earth.
This is called sacrifice. OK, let’s get back to Faruno becoming a magician (Dad, this is another word for wizard). OK, we want to make more money, but we don’t know how. If we copy this story many times with the printer and sell them to a librarian for money, we get rich.
[at this point the author goes back to his computer game]
I think we have to carry on with this story another night.
Dad, I want to do some more of the story now ’cause the page is not big enough. I can attack from wherever I want, I have two bad guys, but I move when they attack me.
I can’t think of how Faruno can make money.
But there’s no money on Planet Go-to-Bed.
They have to kill a cow with a sword. To kill a cow means making money because that planet is a magic place.
OK, can we go to bed now before we make money? I’ll go to brush my teeth and the computer should be off when I return. We’ll finish the money story another night, when we figure out how. Good night, Faruno Albalgandon Vextraliensis!
Dad, I want you to read a real story for me, not to be making a fake one. You pick any story but it has to be one I like.