Friday, November 11, 2011
Today has been proclaimed Nigel Tufnel day - that is so funny, I think. Women on the verge of giving birth are hoping today is it. Of course very pregnant women hope every day is it.
We homo sapiens love numbers. Math is a universal language, yes? Because really today could be represented by any number. I'm sure the Mayans didn't think of this as 11.11.11. Or maybe they did - they were savvy with numbers as were the tribes of Arabia, China, and the knot typing tribes of the Andes mountains in South America. Math is so neat and tidy, at the beginning levels that is. 2 + 2 = 4. End of story. If only the rest of life were so simple.
I'm partaking of the One Day on Earth project in which video from every country, taken today, is gathered, after which, in a session of nearly never ending hell for the editors, they put the clips together. They made the same kind of documentary on 10.10.10. Asking everyone to participate is very Age of Aquarius, I love it!
The Tell continues to evolve. I'm thinking of it as a TV series now, staring Tamara Taylor as Vega. That would be perfect casting. I'm also trying hard to read Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy by John LeCarre as this book is supposed to be a classic spy novel. I'm struggling to enjoy it - maybe I'll get into it. I'm far more interested in historical accounts of the Cold War which I remember vividly from my childhood. We used to practice ducking and covering in our grade school classrooms. Really? Crouch down when the atomic bombs explode and all will be well? We were so naive then!
Happy 11.11.11. May your day be as lucky as the numerical sequence on the calendar. So may it be! Cheers.