Tag Archives: 2015

Two Ice Floes – The First Year

By Mr. & Mrs. Cog

This year has raced by - as in ‘Time flies when you’re having fun’. To tell the truth we were taken by surprise when we realized Two Ice Floes was coming up on its one year anniversary. On the one hand it feels like we are just getting started with where we would like to see this website go. But on the other it is hard to believe it has only been a year since we entered TIF mode with you our readers, acquaintances and new friends.

Even as we continue to discuss this initial mile marker and all its ramifications, we are both quite pleased with our efforts thus far and the path TIF has travelled during its first year. Most of all we feel fortunate to be in a place and time where such a diverse group of kind and thoughtful people can find each other to kibitz and share ideas. What we would give for the opportunity to gather all of us in the same room for a day or evening banquet in order to meet one another and have the opportunity to marvel at our unique group. Continue reading Two Ice Floes – The First Year

The Paradox Inherent in Any Slave Nation Revolution

Even When the Sociopaths Lose They Win

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Cognitive Dissonance

 

How exactly do you cook a nutritious meal if all you have are spoiled ingredients? The answer depends upon your definition of nutritious and who is eating the meal……and, of course, your level of hunger and growing desperation. It is telling how much less discerning we become when the hunger pains boom in our belly and our mind becomes ever more focused on the single minded obsession of relieving our pain rather than pursuing our pleasure. Although at some point down the slippery slope relieving our pain is pursuing our pleasure. Continue reading The Paradox Inherent in Any Slave Nation Revolution

Tighten Those Chin Straps Folks Because Here Comes a Rapid Unscheduled Disassembly (RUD)

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Cognitive Dissonance

 

Please stick with this piece dear reader for it does not end on the same path from which it starts.

Being a child of the 50’s and 60’s, it comes as no surprise to anyone from that era that I’m a bit of a space buff. From the moment I saw my first televised rocket launch I was hooked and have never fully recovered from my childhood obsession. Beginning with Project Mercury and the suborbital flight of Alan Shepard in 1961, followed shortly by the three orbits of John Glenn, then progressing through Project Gemini where America practiced the space skills needed to eventually land on the moon and culminating with the Apollo Program and (supposedly) several trips to the moon, one thing they all had in common was the seriousness of everyone involved. Going to space was serious business performed by serious people. There was no joking around because failure wasn’t an option. Continue reading Tighten Those Chin Straps Folks Because Here Comes a Rapid Unscheduled Disassembly (RUD)