walking by the travelex yesterday afternoon in the city, i chanced upon this:
how cool is that? i watched a documentary some time last year or early this year about the race to (commercialise) space - spearheaded by none other than richard branson who wants to make 2008 a year to commemorate with space tourism.
however, apart from the many issues behind man's insatiable appetite for commodification, the fact we're living in the (21st) century that could well mark the start of this genre of tourism is rather mind-numbing.
on one hand, it'd be lovely to view the planet from such a bird's eye perspective, authentic and unphotoshopped. on the other, inevitable competition has led to the plight that the earth is facing at the moment..do we really need to trash space and start another period of colonialism?
in other news: i've finished Woolf's "to the lighthouse" and have to say, after starting and re-starting this book 3 times, i think i've finally come to appreciate her style. she's far from being one of my favourite authors, but i tip my hat to her and her modernity. there is a hauntingness in her prose that emphasises our streams of consciousness that is a first to me. it somehow puts our daydreams and fantasies to words, those periods of time when we drift off, and gives them meaning to which we often dismiss.
another random thought: in this world of connectivity, where screens (ie computer, mobile, television) have replaced physical face-to-face interaction, i'm not quite sure how much i appreciate it. to see/read what one doesn't want (or need) to know could create one of the most unpleasant feelings.
afterall, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
how cool is that? i watched a documentary some time last year or early this year about the race to (commercialise) space - spearheaded by none other than richard branson who wants to make 2008 a year to commemorate with space tourism.however, apart from the many issues behind man's insatiable appetite for commodification, the fact we're living in the (21st) century that could well mark the start of this genre of tourism is rather mind-numbing.
on one hand, it'd be lovely to view the planet from such a bird's eye perspective, authentic and unphotoshopped. on the other, inevitable competition has led to the plight that the earth is facing at the moment..do we really need to trash space and start another period of colonialism?
in other news: i've finished Woolf's "to the lighthouse" and have to say, after starting and re-starting this book 3 times, i think i've finally come to appreciate her style. she's far from being one of my favourite authors, but i tip my hat to her and her modernity. there is a hauntingness in her prose that emphasises our streams of consciousness that is a first to me. it somehow puts our daydreams and fantasies to words, those periods of time when we drift off, and gives them meaning to which we often dismiss.
another random thought: in this world of connectivity, where screens (ie computer, mobile, television) have replaced physical face-to-face interaction, i'm not quite sure how much i appreciate it. to see/read what one doesn't want (or need) to know could create one of the most unpleasant feelings.
afterall, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
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