Am ramas dezamagita si cu un gust amar dupa ce am citit zilele trecute un articol intr-un ziar despre copii romani tinuti ca "slavi" la o ferma din Worcester, Marea Britanie si despre mai multe abuzuri asupra romanilor care lucreaza in Italia, Spania si Anglia. Dar pana la urma, coruptia este peste tot. Traficul de carne vie, de organe etc este in floare si Romania este pe lista "donatorilor" de astfel de servicii. Parca citesc tot mai multe articole despre oameni care sunt ademeniti cu oferte de munca in strainatate si defapt sunt sechestrati, batuti, fortati sa se prostitueze si mai stiu eu ce...Ei si?? ce se face in privinta asta? mai nimic...sunt cateva ONG, Fundatii, organizatii internationale care suna bine si atat. Ce NAIBA se intampla cu lumea asta??? Poate ati spune ca sunt naiva si ca lucrurile astea se intampla de cand lumea...dar parca e tot mai rau. Nici nu vreau sa intru in statistici si date, oameni disparuti si asa mai departe....Cum sa ne aparam, cum sa nu cadem prada acestor "brute"?? Cum a ramas cu Save the world..make it a better place??? Ne plangem soarta ca romani, ca e greu, ca nu avem bani...dar sincer nu se poate mai rau de atat?? Daca ne uitam la cei din statele subdezvoltate, din Africa sau mai stiu eu de unde..care traiesc in conditii mult mai mizere. De ce ne comparam atata?? Mai HOO si cu comparatiile, ca de multe ori strica. Ce e mai important ca nu am bani luna asta sa-mi iau o plasma sau ca sunt copii romania de 9 ani care sunt tratati ca sclavii in alte tari sau ca se prostitueaza?? In "oala" asta de probleme....de multe ori ne plangem de cele mai mici si de cele mari uitam.....Dar asta e puterea banului, poate nici nu ne dam seama cat de inrobiti suntem de bani, de ciclul consum-productie.
De aici ma duce gandul la Alvin Toffler , celebrul futurist care a mai facut niste predictii pentru urmatorii ani: unele dezastroase altele care sa ne ambitioneze. Ce ne asteapta in urmatorii 40 de ani?? Cam asta zice Alvin Toffler:
oamenii isi vor produce singuri propriile legume si alimente
internetul va acapara toate domeniile (si adio socializare si comunicare interpersonala..hello web, mess, facebook etc.
SUA vor depinde de China pentru aprovizionare cu metale rare (HA...vin chinezii!)
se va extinde crestinismul in emisfera sudica
schimbarile climatice vor crea conflicte
fenomenul de imbatranire a populatiei va duce la cresterea DE 4 ORI pe plan mondial a cheltuieliilor totale cu pensiile si asistenta sociala.
femeile vor ocupa tot mai multe posturi importante.
Astea sunt doar cateva,insa nu ar fi genial daca am avea si noi cate o pisica cum e cea din serialul Viitorul incepe azi care sa ne aduca ziarul de maine???....Voi ce ati face, daca ati sti ce se va intampla maine???
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…
