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next realm is..the real-m ..of ..e/motion
EDITED
http://www.abc.net.au/tv/bigideas/
specificly
http://www.abc.net.au/tv/bigideas/stories/2010/10/19/3041019.htm
America's Worst Mum
EDITED.. How to Raise Safe Self-Reliant Children
Without Going Nuts with Worry".
She started the "Free Range Kids" edited
..about letting her son ride the subway [gasp]...ALONE
the first 20 minutes funny
EDITED... vital
EDITED link
http://www.abc.net.au/tv/bigideas/browse/video_popup.htm?vidURL=/tv/bigideas/stories/2010/10/19/3041019-mediarss-full.xml&vidTitle=America's Worst Mum Speaks!&vidLength=Full
EDITED..next step
to setting ourselves free
..from the fear demons
free-range kids ...is certainly a needed learning
to end this insane addiction ..passing on our fears to the innocent
it will come as no news
that the media and lawyers
serving the industrial complex ...
have created much fear simply to sell us product...
....extract from gone_west
describes this hell
For some time we walked along the bank
of a broad and filthy stream which ran into the great river.
EDITED
we reached a huge city. It was a most dismal place —great chimney-stacks everywhere, and factories and warehouses on every side, and
between them ran squalid, dirty streets.
Filth and grime were everywhere. In and out of the factories moved streams of workmen, and I stopped to inquire what they were doing.
“One replied‘Working; what do you suppose?’
“‘But what do you do with the goods?’
“‘Sell them, of course;
but the funny thing is that as soon as they are sold
they return to the factory from which they came.
That’s why it is all the factories have so many huge
warehouses. We are constantly building new ones to hold the goods.
The whole place seems choked with them
can’t get clear of the damned things.
EDITED
no matter how we try to get rid of them,they always come back.’
“The Officer.‘Why don’t you burn them?’
“The Stranger. ‘Burn them?
Why, we’ve burnt a dozen great warehouses at a time,
but there they are again.
Simply can’t get rid of the beastly rubbish.’
“The Officer. ‘Why do you go on making the goods then?’
“The Stranger. ‘We can’t help it.
We seem driven ...by some strange force.
Compelled/to work and work without ceasing.
There’s no rest.