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Without education, we are in a horrible and deadly danger of taking educated people seriously.


I was thinking that I hadn't had a boat for a little while, I must rectify that. This is from a couple of weeks back. As usual, I like the juxtaposition of the ropes of the old timer and the sleeker lines of the modern. I do like the romance of sailing boats, but there is something to be said for the stabilisers of the modern cruise ship!

Here is another one minute poem.

A new kind of thinking?
isn't it interesting?
and
isn't it odd?

like a
psychological melodrama
or

like an empty

...

Comments

KL said…
How come there are so many cruise ships around where you live? Talking about ships, how is Australia reacting to Australia? Just saw it recently and really liked it; strange that it didn't make to the Oscars!! At least Nullah should have been given the best child actor award or something.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, there are another two boats in today. They'll wind down now that summer is over though.

I think that most Australians seem a bit embarrassed by the film. I am, at least. True to form, the initial ads forgot to include Tasmania on the map.
I prefer sailing with my thoughts rather then being passively conducted on a cruise. About education? You're deadly right!
Enjoy your weekend!
Anonymous said…
I like how the word Columbus almost seems attached to the ropes.
Kris McCracken said…
Blognote, I shall try to enjoy it!
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, it looks like a street sign.
Babzy.B said…
beautiful shot !
KL said…
Well, each and every culture and country has something in their history that they can embarrassed about (perhaps may be not New Zealand :-). Ah! can't wait for some Aussie reaction). As long as we learn from it.

True to form! Why? Why would Australians forget to include Tasmania (a big part of their country) on their map?
Kris McCracken said…
KL, Tasmania is routinely forgotten on maps. The 1982 Commonwealth Games (held in Brisbane) merchandise left us off, as did a lot of Sydney 2000 stuff.

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