The power of education, or lack of it …

http://techcrunch.com/2013/06/01/after-your-job-is-gone/

“Trouble is, our societies and economies are built around the assumption of mass employment, and we’ll need some pretty wrenching adjustments to that paradigm to deal with the changes to come.”

“Do you believe education will save you, and/or your children? Sorry. Not all of the well-educated will find good jobs; increasingly, some won’t find jobs at all. Meanwhile, the cost of higher education keeps climbing higher and higher. Peter Thiel is already arguing that “we’re in a bubble and it’s not the Internet. It’s higher education.” .. It’s possible that universities will start to seem almost like casinos: great for the winners, but you’d actually be better off not going at all than paying to go and failing to win.”

Art in a Mall

The Rijksmuseum in Holland had an idea: Let’s bring the art to the people and then, hopefully, they will come to see more – at the museum. They took one painting of Rembrandt’s from 1642, “Night Watch” and brought to life the characters in it, placed them in a busy mall and the rest you can see for yourself!

http://www.youtube.com/embed/a6W2ZMpsxhg?feature=player_embedded

Here’s a link to the actual painting:

www.rembrandtpainting.net/rembrandt%27s_night_watch.htm

Rembrandt

Ploughing the land

A husband and wife were driving down a country lane on their way to visit some friends. They came to a muddy patch in the road and the car became bogged. After a few minutes of trying to get the car out by themselves, they saw a young farmer coming down the lane, driving some oxen before him.

The farmer stopped when he saw the couple in trouble and offered to pull the car out of the mud for $50. The husband accepted and minutes later the car was free. The farmer turned to the husband and said, “You know, you’re the tenth car I’ve helped out of the mud today.”

The husband looks around at the fields incredulously and asks the farmer, “When do you have time to plough your land? At night?”

“No,” the young farmer replied seriously, “Night is when I put the water in the hole.”

Dig

An old man lived alone in Cape Town. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Clemence, who used to help him, was in Polsmoor Prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

“Dear Clemence, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my potato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me. Love, Papa”

A few days later he received a letter from his son. “Dear Papa, For heaven’s sake, Papa, don’t dig up that garden, that’s where I Buried the BODIES. Love, Clemence.”

At 4 A.M. the next morning, the Scorpion Unit, NIA agents and local police showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies.

They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

“Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love Clemence.”

A trip of note

An airline introduced a special package for business men. Buy your ticket; get your wife’s ticket free.

After great success, the company sent letters to all the wives asking how the trip was.

All of them gave the same reply… “What trip?”