Hey, I just noticed that we're at 5,999 subscribers on our youtube channel.
I wonder who will the the 6000th subscriber.
Check out our shenanigans at http://www.youtube.com/user/bluetablepainting
My goal is to put on more and better content. By the end of 2009 I have the following goals:
So, that Warp Lightning Cannon finally got painted up. See more pics here. This is for sale at $225. Contact me at bluetablepainting@gmail.com for details. The warplock engineer is included.
My day started bright and early at 4am. I started in on the various correspondence. I can't seem to get the Inbox completely emptied, so apologies to the few people still waiting on a response from me, just hold tight, I'll get to you. I know that sounds bad, but I maintain that the customer service at BTP is still pretty high.
Note about Thursday: I'll be out of the studio most of the day, just in during the morning hours.
Also, I got my Magic cards back. It was a joyous moment. About six weeks ago I gave them to my wife to hide from me since my productivity was declining, setting a certain goal for their release. But I don't think I'm going to keep them for long. I've decided to focus on miniatures battles. Like many gamers I can really only concentrate on one hobby at a time.
So many games, so little time.
Anyway, on to the events of Wednesday. I got into the studio around 9am and started getting things warmed up and organized. We got in an unusual number of packages including some trade-in materials (among which: a Baneblade and a half-dozen Ork Bikers). There was also an unusually high number of packages to be packed up. A few were delayed until Friday.
We went out to lunch at Subway. There are plans to do a skit on Friday. We'll see if that materializes. I'm also going to play a game of 40K against Renn on Friday. Against his Bone Knights Space Marines Chapter. 1500 pts I'm pretty sure.
Then on Saturday it's more Space Marine action as I tackle the Ultramarines at 1700 pts. I'm pretty stoked about both games. We'll see how the Oceanic Eldar fare.
I left work a little early at 5:30pm and headed to a recital for the kids at school. Tamie has been faithful at keeping them in music lessons and it's paying off. We have a rule to not overprogram our kids. We both grew up very unstructured and like to be sure the kids don't have a lot of rig-marole forced on them. But they have picked music as an interest and we support that.
Jonah had his cast taken off today. It was pretty foul. (I made time for that, too). His ankle is still not healed up, though (fracture) so they gave him this boot-splint thing. We are monitoring closely.
On a personal note: I'm making a concerted effort to help more around the house. When I come home I dedicate some time to being useful, unbidden, just pitching in for this or that. Then later I get the kids ready for bed early, scriptures/prayers, and off they go to their rooms. However, since it is a half hour or so before they actually have to go to sleep I play it pretty fast and loose with them still being awake. It gives them time to unwind. At some point thereabouts I tell my wife (yes "tell") to go upstairs and forget about home-making duties and get some time to herself for about an hour. This allows her to transition out of her duty-filled day. After that we watch a movie on her laptop in bed, or just sit and talk, or read together, or play a rousing game of checkers. It takes some preparation, but setting aside that time to unwind and harmonize is really worth it. We'll see how long that lasts. Even though I initiated the idea, it was a mighty horse-pill, mentally, to swallow.
The other night, a show called "Neat" comes on the DIY network (or whatever). It's a show about how to organize rooms. My daughter perks up and turns up the volume. She says, Dad this show will help me keep my room even cleaner! I couldn't be more proud. You see, my daughter is sort of the neat-nick of the family which is great because the rest of us are pretty cluttered. It's good to see my kids improving on what they started with. Which reminds me, I was musing with Sarah about how my car can be so messy but the studio so organized.
In the bright and clear hours of the morning I awoke to the vision of my next army.
I've not said anything (since it reflects poorly on a miniatures studio owner), but I've been in a bit of an army creation wasteland. Normally I have two or three burning desires for armies. Lots of different ideas cooking.
The other aspect to this is that I don't play as much as I'd like. I have a new goal to get in one or two games every week. Play more with the armies I have rather than just always building new ones.
Anyway, it's time for a Daemon army. At Adepticon I saw this winged daemon model (I think I did a post about it a few weeks back) and thought "I need to make a whole army based around this one figure, it is soooo cool!"
As usual, it's hard to describe what I see in my head, and I guess you'll need to be surprised. Tripods of flesh and metal with a glowing, flaming orb floating over the center. Beautiful women as one-winged seraphs, cyclopean pillars of fire with grasping masses of tendrils. And so forth.
I'm watching "That 70s Show" season 4.
I meant to get the IG specials up today, but didn't get around to it. Tomorrow it shall be!
In the studio update vid I show a Heru army. That's $950. It's 2000 pts. Good stuff. I think I have more pics of it. It's at least 2000 pts. That's a good price. And good until I chaaaange my mind.
If you're interested in anything, just email me.
We like to get to Oregon every year. Last year we couldn't make it due to financial constraints. This year we just "made it happen". I grew up in Ashland, Oregon; elementary, middle, and high school as well as getting a bachelor's degree in Spanish from Southern Oregon University. My wife and I lived for our first two magical years as a young married couple up on Holly Street, in the hills above the public library.
Ashland was a logging town when I was growing up. My parents managed the Marc Antony hotel (a famous landmark). We lived on the fourth floor. My mom caught me once spooning oatmeal out the window trying to hit passers by.
As a 40th birthday present I got the use of an RV for a week. So, we packed up and headed out. The first night was a misery, navigating the treacherous pass into the valley in this giant boat, snow flurries swirling round in the darkness. We tried to stay at an RV park, a depressing place, uninhabited like the opening scene of a horror movie, with shapes and scrawny animals moving like ghosts on the edge of vision. I couldn't get to sleep so we were just there for a few hours before I just bit the bullet and hit the road. I got 30 minutes of sleep.
Awaiting us was a house all to ourselves. About a year back Tamie's grandmother passed away and Tamie's mother now maintains her house (built just about two years back) as a guest home. So, we had full reign of the place, clean and new, but populated with beloved memorabilia of Gramma Ernie. It was a perfect base of operations.
We spent two full days just camped out in the RV in Ashland's Lithia Park. The park is actually more like a wildlife preserve, about two miles into a small mountain-shrouded valley. Hot buttermilk pancakes and a cool spring morning, gently tapping away on my computer with the RV door open to the stream. In the early dawn hours there are just hikers and bikers going to and fro.
I went out to eat with various relatives, including a family dinner at my (last remaining) grandparent's house. Gramma's place still has those curving yellow vinyl chairs I grew up with and smells of California beach: sand and eucalyptus and pets.
Notably, my aunt Paula is living in the valley again. She's sixteen years my senior and was always a beloved figure; quick with a smile and a kind word.
I could have spent a whole week in Ashland, exploring the nooks and crannies of it again. I spent a half day just going and shooting footage of nostalgic locations. But now that chapter is closed. Yes, I know I said that last time. But really this time. I realized that my current life is much more exciting. I've lived a good life. Very full.
We also spent a day in Brookings on the Oregon coast. Upon arriving at the beach, my youngest son (now four) dropped his pail and bucket and ran out across the black-grey sand to one of the numerous rock outcroppings and began to climb. He didn't look down. Griffin is like a pygmy frat boy, living life to the hilt without looking back, heedless of danger or consequences. I got up to him and helped him to a safer place. I don't like to overly inhibit his explorative nature. It was a magical moment to play in the scattering surf, and explore streams and piles of mammoth driftwood with the kids.
Best part of that trip was picking up a mountain of fresh seafood at a local food shack; cod, shrimp, salmon, clam chowder you name it. Steaming mounds of it.
The journey back was at night, and treacherous. We will plan that timing out better next time.
Other than the actual driving, the pilgrimage was a great success. Good times were had by all. And for those that might care, here are a few snippets.
Ashland's public library. My parents took me here every week. Even at a young age I was a voracious reader.
Grandma Gately's old house, a historic pioneer home, now renovated and owned by someone else. I have this repressed fantasy that I'll be able to buy it back someday. There's a giant tree out front that used to have a massive bee hive.
My daughter suspended in time. In Lithia Park there are steps leading up into the forested hillside to the foundation of an old house. Local folklore says that it was a witch's home that burned to the ground in some dark ceremony. Surely a bunch of rubbish, but there you have it. My girlfriend and I (when I was a junior in high school) used to go there and hang out.
When my wife and I were first married, there was a huge flood which changed the topography of the stream and park, wiping out childhood haunts forever. Most notably two wading pools, and three waterfalls.
There is a mineral spring here. The water is carbonated and full of odd elements. Supposedly good for you.
One of the numerous churches I attended around age fourteen. I got a sudden urge...
The LDS "institute of religion" across from the high school. This is a beloved place for me, a refuge in the storm during difficult years. I graduated from Seminary here.
A two bedroom house my father and his friend built when I was twelve. It was heated by a pot-belly stove, and in the summer cooled by mountain breezes coming through all the open windows. There were three cherry trees in the back yard, each a different species. At this age I started playing D&D. We lived here nearly until graduation of high school.
A Black Walnut tree, a wizened old protector from the days of the Old Forest. I resorted here on many summer days to read and watch passers by.
Picture: this is a shot from my beloved Litha Park in Ashland Oregon. Do you see the deer in there?
I'd like to just barf out some random thoughts and musings.
When I look up at the night sky I see innumerable worlds inhabited by celestialized humans, trillions upon trillions of them. Paradaisical planets. I am extremely optimistic about the future. Our world is only dark temporarily, and even that is part of a wondrous process.
I've been on a political journey, which some have been following the last eighteen months. In the last few months, this has become about economics, and not so much about politics. The two are intertwined of course. I think that the solution lay in economic policy, and that as a people (perhaps worldwide) there are certain things that are accepted which are not right (eg fractional reserve banking). These things take away the freedom of man.
I feel inclined to give a positive word tonight. Perhaps someone is thinking about throwing life away. It is natural to lose hope on occasion. I say to you directly and clearly: things will get better. Great things are in store for you. Keep your chin up and see through the dark night. I assure you that even adversity is part of God's great Plan. As the offspring of the Almighty (your spirit's genetic code is the same as God Himself) you have a divine connection with Him, and a right to have communication. But be patient.
The cosmos is immensely complex and beautiful. The human soul has to be brought forward incrementally by stages. It is not wise to give too much to a soul that is not ready. Step by step. I don't think I know very much. I need to prepare myself for the next phase.
I am eating more healthy. We are part of a co op with local farmers and producers, and we picked up a whole ton of great natural local food today. I am making some incremental changes to my diet. Nothing drastic. I don't want the vow that binds too tightly to break itself. So, I'm getting rid of soda first, and cutting consumption of "treats" in half. Also, when I'm feeling peckish I have some water first. Sarah has been a good influence on me in this regard.
Tamie and I went to a Home Show tonight. We are broke, of course, but it was fun to get ideas and make some plans. And it was great to get away again together.
Sarah and I got started bright and early on Friday morning, getting things tidied up and going over each project to see if they needed some updating.
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At long last we got Sarah's Lizardmen on the table. I was shooting for a "simple" 1400 point game. I realized a few turns in what a complicated game Warhammer is. It would be better to do more of a tutorial, more on that later.
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The Lizardmen army is about 2200 pts and looking good. It need some refining (ie, needs a saurus scar veteran on foot, and movement trays). We plan on using Chakax the Eternity Warden as the model for the army commander (you can always just use him as a regular hero.
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After that leisurely episode, we got to work. It was like an emergency room with artists coming and going, touching up this project or that, and getting things packed up (didn't make it to the PO, though, will do first thing Monday and confirm).
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The big news is that we finished a Death Korps of Krieg army. Oh, and Renn is ready to roll with his Bone Knights, those are done now, so it's just a matter of time before I get to test my mettle against them.
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Date Night
Once home, I found a heavenly sponge cake baked up from scratch. My wife is the most amazing cook. We got dressed up and went out for the night, to eat some Thai food. We both love it. I can't get enough. For the years before I met my wife, I heard (of course) the rumors about how difficult it is. I was really worried about all the drama and weeping that might ensue. However, I've found the opposite to be true once within the blessed bonds ; we have got along famously. Tamara seems to be more warm and delightsome than ever. There really is a folding and deepening of love as the years have wheeled on. Nevermind the children, which are the culmination of dedication and true love. Fifteen years married. We agreed last night that it seems more like eight years.
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Interesting factoid: Tamie and I were engaged three weeks after our first date. Don't recommend it for everyone.
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A gift from the self esteem Fairy.
I really, really liked what I saw in this video. Very nice. In terms of diplomacy, I opine humbly, that the Obama administration is taking a step in the right direction. I'm interested to see how it plays out.
Anyway, here's your Ron Paul fix.
PS- I have ordered "Open Veins of Latin America" which is the book Hugo Chavez gave to Barack Obama. I am eager to see if there is something of value there.
Here's some food for thought about Economics.
I found out recently that Josephus is developing a painting technique where he paints with two brushes in hand at the same time.
Well, he did it again. My son took a dare and injured himself. This time jumping from some playground equipment.
He broke his ankle. So, that's more money out of pocket for medical expenses.
My wife went to the school to have lunch with him and she found him surrounded by five girls, all pretending to be his nurses, and that he was injured in "battle".
The day started early, at 6:30am. I managed to keep up on emails and reduce the net down to 49 yesterday, and today again down to 25. But not to zero as I had hoped. Still plugging along.
I am currently booking projects for painting in mid-May (need to get a head start to account for acquisition of models and assembly). I've had a few people ask me if they can send in their models (already bought and assembled) for just painting and the answer is YES, definitely yes.
It was a flurry of activity as the Machine hums to full bore again, projects coming in and out in an intricate dance. We are nearly done with a Death Korp of Krieg army; that looks so good. We also have an Eldar Yme Loc craftworld force done and ready for digital photography on Friday.
On Friday I'm going to be playing a game of Warhammer Fantasy with Sarah (her first game) using the studio Lizardmen (which she painted- and are for sale- details forthcoming). We'll probably just do a 1000 point game. Vids and commentary coming on that. I'll be playing Dark Elves of course.
I am processing a Morning Show that we did before I left for Oregon. I hope to have the enormous amount of Oregon footage processed in about a week, not that it is of great interest to anyone.
My seven-year old son sprained his ankle today. I think that he A) likes his crutches, and B) liked getting out of school.
In other news, my wife has lost her voice. I could make all sorts of jokes, but I shall refrain. It's tough for her to get the kids organized, and doubly so since I'm staying late nearly every night this week. I am hoping to take her out somewhere nice this Friday.
Just a heads up: I am formulating some specials for Imperial Guard. Out in May.
I will have one for massed infantry and another for tanks.
More "fun" at borders INSIDE the US. I was wondering when this would happen.
I present these for consideration. My understanding is that an officer can Detain you for any reason while he determines if a crime has been commited. You don't have to answer questions or allow yourself to be searched, but you can't take off. Is this true? If so, then this is why this guy couldn't just drive off.
Hey all. I am nearing the bottom of the Inbox. If you are waiting on a response from me, just hold tight. It will all get taken care of.
I am working on getting up a Notrep between the Oceanic Eldar and Blood Angels. It was a good game and a rematch is coming! I also plan on making some hopefully useful comments about the game.
I'm starting a new program. I'm running it through through May at least. I'm unlikely to discontinue it. I'm offering credit in trade for models.
You can usually get a much better deal going to the secondary market (local shop, ebay) on your own. If you want to trade in, we need a list with retail values and condition (eg new in box, new on sprue, assembled, primed). The rates below are a multiplier. If the entry says 0.30 it means you would get $30 for $100 worth of retail items. Just take the retail total and multiply it by the number.
The advantage of trading in with us is that you are likely to be able to unload disparate items without a lot of hassle (finding various buyers, setting up payment).
In the past I have only allowed for half or less of a project to be paid in credit this way. But for the time being I am lifting that restriction. I just know there's someone who goes out to their garage, surveys the mass of unpainted models, sighs then turns out the light. This program will hopefully allow someone with the "white primer horde" to finally show up with a painted army.
We do not need or want painted figures.
If you want to trade-in figures, but don't have a project ready, that's OK, I will confirm your total and then you will have it on tap for when you want to use it.
This trade-in is recorded as a payment on your project. It is non-refundable except at our discretion (eg you can’t refuse the project and then get your trade-in amount refunded as cash). Trade-in can ONLY be applied to assembly and painting, not to the cost of models.
Generally, we only need in-print models that are currently in production.
These rates and conditions may change so it is recommended to check in every once in a while. I am likely to update the numbers about once a month. The plan right now is to update every first of the month. Fairness is the guiding principle.
Forge World 0.45
Assault on Black Reach Models (we don't need these) 0.00
Chaos Space Marines 0.22
Daemonhunters 0.17
Daemons of Chaos 0.32
Eldar 0.22
Imperial Guard 0.24
Necrons 0.20
Orks 0.22
Space Marines 0.31
Tau 0.28
Tyranids 0.29
Witch Hunters 0.17
Lizardmen 0.32
Dark Elves 0.25
Warriors of Chaos 0.27
Other Warhammer Fantasy 0.20
Hordes 0.24
War Machine 0.22
Battlefleet Gothic 0.11
Lord of the Rings 0.17
Picture: an Arvus Lighter (published by Forge World) I saw at Adepticon (we didn't do this one).
I awoke at 2am this morning. I spent a few hours catching up on emails. I was at the studio by myself today-- all the regulars were off duty. It was like a ghost town. Tomorrow is going to be a storm of activity starting in the AM, though, a virtual town parade.
I have ONE (one) slot left for the ATT special, so if you're thinking about it, it's time to quit your hemming and hawing.
I still have a few open slots for the end of April. I am ready whenever you are.
If you are ever in Provo, Utah, be sure to swing by the BYU creamery which is an old time soda fountain burger joint slash grocery store. The stuff in there is local, the ice cream is high octane fresh churned. And I ate a burger that was the best ever. I mean ehever. The meat was juicy and crusty and imperfect and just salty enough on a fluffy yellowish bun with fresh fixins.
I am about to watch 30 Rock with my delightsome wife and then hit the hay.
Courtesy of Lathan M. I met and interviewed with this kindly fellow at Adepticon.
Red October is a submarine movie. Good stuff.
Update on April Specials: I still have two slots open for the ATT special. I have three slots open for the Massed Infantry special. No takers thus far for the Press Gang Special.
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These are repeated below for your convenience.
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One client thought of the idea of having the pairs of vehicles done as one whole vehicle and another as the wrecked version.
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ATT- Armor Two by Two
Get two vehicles painted and get two more painted free.*
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Massed Infantry Special
Get 100 infantry painted L2 for $345. Now's your chance!**
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Guardsmen, Gaunts, Skaven, Orks. Those would be good ones.
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Press Gang Special
Get your Privateer Press models (Hordes, War Machine) at 35% off. If you choose Artistic License you get 20% off on your painting. Get 40% off on your books if ordered with an army.***
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*Here are the details-- they must be in pairs. You can't have a two rhinos painted regular price and then get two land raiders done for free. But you could have a Rhino and a Land Raider done then get two more of the same done free. Tanks don't need to be the exact same to count as a pair, just similar (so you could pair up a Fire Prism and a Wave Serpent). All the vehicles in a project need to be roughly the same color scheme. Doesn't apply to Forge World. I have four slots open for this (limited offer). Must ask for the special by name.
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**Here are the details-- Needs to be simple infantry (eg not loaded up with every accessory). L2 is our most basic work. They need to be all of similar type (ie not ten squads of different colors/types). I ahve four slots open for this (limited offer). Must ask for the special by name. If you want us to buy the models I may be able to get them at a better discount, too.
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*** I have two slots open for this (limited offer). Must ask for the special by name.
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I've found that when I run specials things come up that I haven't thought of, so I reserve the right to reasonably alter or clarify the specials.
I got to see this miniature in person at Adepticon. It was about to be painted by my good colleague Tim McCowan. I must say I was very impressed. It has a lot of detail and is worthy of being a centerpiece of any collection.
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Here is the text about the figure from the Ultraforge Site.
The original Vrock was sculpted by Jeremy of Ultraforge. We can proudly say that every bit of this miniature has been sculpted with the closest attention to detail and we are very proud of the results.
The Vrock Resin Kit comes un-assembled and un-painted. Each of the 5 pieces included in this kit (two arms, one body, one head and one staff) are cast from a very high quality gray resin. This miniature stands approx. 6 inches in height when assembled and is most suited for 30mm wargames.
Our professional casting house is among the best in the world and we are confident you will be fully satisfied with the quality of your purchase. Please be aware that while every effort is taken to create a flawless miniature no casting method is perfect and slight imperfections occasionally occur. These imperfections are nearly unnoticeable and can be easily removed or filled during assembly.
If you order a Vrock then congratulations for being one the first to receive our latest and greatest mini. Happy painting!
[This was transplanted from http://www.counterpunch.org/goekler03242009.html ]
By JOHN GOEKLER
A significant majority of Americans, polls repeatedly tell us, list terrorism as one of their greatest fears. Like most of our media-inspired interests and worries, however, this one has little basis in reality.
In actual fact, unless you’re serving in a war zone, the most dangerous person you’re ever likely to encounter – by several orders of magnitude – is the one you see in the mirror every morning.
Not some shadowy arms dealer peddling second hand nukes. Not some dusky Jihadi with a song on his lips and a suicide belt around his middle. Not some mad scientist, bribed by the forces of evil to cook up a bio-bug capable of ending life as we know it.
Here are the hard facts.
The single greatest killer of Americans is the so-called “lifestyle disease”. Somewhere between half a million and a million of us get a short ride in a long hearse every year because of smoking, lousy diets, parking our bodies in front of the TV instead of operating them, and downing yet another six pack and / or tequila popper.
According to the US Department of Health and Human Services, between 310,000 and 580,000 of us will commit suicide by cigarette this year. Another 260,000 to 470,000 will go in the ground due to poor diet and sedentary lifestyle. And some 85,000 of us will drink to our own departure.
After the person in the mirror, the next most dangerous individual we’re ever likely to encounter is one in a white coat. Something like 200,000 of us will experience “cessation of life” due to medical errors – botched procedures, mis-prescribed drugs and “nosocomial infections”. (The really nasty ones you get from treatment in a hospital or healthcare service unit.)
The next most dangerous encounter the average American is likely to have is with a co-worker with an infection. Or a doorknob, stair railing or restaurant utensil touched by someone with the crud. “Microbial Agents” (read bugs like flu and pneumonia) will send 75,000 of us to meet the Reaper this year.
If we live through those social encounters, the next greatest danger is “Toxic Agents” – asbestos in our ceiling, lead in our pipes, the stuff we spray on our lawns or pour down our clogged drains. Annual body count from these handy consumer products is around 55,000.
After that, the most dangerous person in our lives is the one behind the wheel. About 42,000 of us will cash our chips in our rides this year. More than half will do so because we didn’t wear a seat belt. (Lest it wrinkle our suit.)
Some 31,000 of us will commit suicide by intention this year. (As opposed to not fastening our seat belts or smoking, by which we didn’t really mean to kill ourselves.)
About 30,000 of us will die due to our sexual behaviors, through which we’ll contract AIDS or Hepatitis C. Another 20,000 of us will pop off due to illicit drug use.
The next scariest person in our lives is someone we know who’s having a really bad day. Over 16,000 Americans will be murdered this year, most often by a relative or friend.
After that, it’s an overdose on “non-steroidal anti-inflammatories”, acetaminophen or aspirin. About 7,600 hundred a year, perhaps due to the aftermath of those tequila poppers.
Next most dangerous thing is going to work. About 5,500 of us will buy the farm due to “occupational trauma”.
If that’s scary enough to skip work, we might want to skip lunch, too. Next most dangerous thing is the food we eat. About 5,200 of us will hurl our lives away due to “foodborne agents”.
Another 4,000 of us will drown. A significant percentage will be fishermen found floating with a high blood alcohol content and an unzipped fly.
As the data clearly shows, the things that genuinely threaten us are the ones we are most likely to ignore or simply accept. (We’re statistically far more likely to be killed by a lightning strike than by an action of Al Qaeda, for example.) The ones that we’re scared witless of – and spend trillions of increasingly scarce dollars to avert in our boundless paranoia – are less likely to harm us than a bag of peanuts. (Deaths in America due to peanut allergies average 50 – 100 per year.)
Deaths of Americans due to terrorist activities, according to the US State Department, have averaged less than 15 per year since 2002. And all of those occurred abroad. The majority were in Saudi Arabia, Egypt and the Occupied Palestinian Territories. (Civilian deaths in Iraq and Afghanistan were not counted due to the fact those occurred in war zones.)
Executive Summary:
The things we fear most may be least likely to occur, which means the time, trauma and treasure we invest in them is a complete waste.
Security itself is an illusion. It is a perception that exists only between our ears. No army, insurance policy, hazmat team, video surveillance or explosive sniffer can protect us from our own immune system, a well-intentioned but clumsy surgeon, failing to look before crossing the street, an asteroid randomly hurtling through space or someone willing to die in order to do others harm.
In this sense, the only things that can truly make us more “secure” are not things. They are the courage to face whatever comes with dignity and intention, and the strong relationships that assure we will face the future together, and find comfort and meaning in doing so.
Imagine, then, what might happen if we simply quit listening to the scaremongers and those who profit from our paranoia. Imagine what the world could look like if we made a conscious choice to live out whatever time we have with courage, compassion, service and joy.
Terrorism is an act of the weak. But so is walking through the airport in our socks.
We can make better choices.
John Goekler uses imagination, agitation and applied complexity science to help organizations act with greater coherence, effectiveness and joy. He works primarily through Change Factors.
