I've always found truth in this:
We are here because a voice inside us, a memory in our blood,
tells us you are not just a trade body,
you are the blind tip of a dark wave that has forgotten its source.
We are here to defend and honor what is real, natural, human and basic
against the rising tide of greed.
We are here by the insistence of spirit and the authority of nature.
If you doubt for one minute the power of truth or the primacy of nature
try not breathing for that length of time.
Now you know the pressure of our desire.
We are not here to tinker with your laws.
We are here to change you from the inside out.
This is not a political protest.
It is an uprising of the soul.
Robert Arthur Lewis.
Peace :)
2007-01-04 02:05:35
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answer #1
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answered by JC 7
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Transportation for amoebas.
Think about it. An amoeba - the very first amoeba ever - divided
and became two amoebae. Those two divided to become four.
They've been doing this for quite sometime now, so there are a lot of amoebae. It's true. Why, there are even more amoebae than there are Starbucks. Hard to swallow, I'll grant you, but true nonetheless.
However, if you ever really stop to think about it, about what it must be like to be an amoeba, well you get around your little pool best you can, extending your little pseudopod and creeping along, occasionally encountering and eating a rotifer here or maybe a paramecium there, but really, that's pretty much it if you're an amoeba. Creep around with the other little creatures until you divide and now there are two of you stuck in this little puddle, and some day you know there will be millions of you -- right there in that gosh darn little puddle. And you know what else? No sex! That's right, you go on forever, but no sex.
Okay, this is taking too long, you think? Well, put yourself in the place of our humble ancient friend, the amoeba. He's been hanging out since the dawn of time and all he has to show for it are billions of clones just like him. And not a chance of getting laid. Ever.
Now, one day, along comes man. Man, like every creature on this planet, must have water in order to survive. Man drinks water, including a couple of million amoeba clones and the lowly amoeba is now out of the little puddle, and the next day finds itself in a brand new puddle! True, not as nice as the old one, this one is a bit acidic and doesn't taste very nice, but still, it's a different puddle!
And that's a big deal in the life of an amoeba! Travel! A world waits for our intrepid traveler. Millions of years go by, and man becomes civilized and the amoeba is getting all around. One day in Tijuana, the next day maybe in the Pecos River just downstream from the waste-water plant.
Then one day, it happens. A guy comes in from a business trip, he's tired, needs a pick-me-up, so he goes into the nearby Starbucks. He downs a couple of triple lattes and head down the street, but suddenly, he has an over powering urge to, well, you know. But he's in the middle of the city! Think now, when was the last time you had to find a public restroom in a hurry on a typical US city street? Hah! You'll have more luck finding -- hello, what's this? Another Starbucks? Well, all he has to do is squirm a little longer just until he orders another triple latte and then he's entitled to use theirs. Eureka! Problem solved!
Yeah, until he goes down the street again, and there it is, that damn urge. Fortunately, there's another Starbucks! Hallelujah, thank you Jesus. Well, since he's there, may as well grab a cup to go.
Have you ever wondered about all those Starbucks? How you can't seem to go one block without finding another Starbucks?
Let me tell you something, if you're an amoeba, you have been around for billions of years and have subdivided yourself into trillions upon trillions of amoeba, with nothing to look forward to
except millions and millions more years of pseudo-podding around, eating protistae, and no sex whatsoever.
Then travel is really all you have left to look forward to, and you've had millions of years with your well evolved mode of transport, the willing and capable human, then it's not a big leap to figure why
there's a Starbucks every block. The amoebas put them there
So they, the amoebas, can get around town!
2007-01-04 01:58:15
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answer #3
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answered by Anonymous
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