This is the question I have asked myself since morning. I have turned it around my head many times it is now tender. And can that charge sheet include lost sleep, loss of business, time wasted, emotional trauma and all? You see, I had a reservation for Mogadishu on Fly Ade scheduled to leave Nairobi at 6:40am. Since I live 40minutes, on a good day, away from the airport, I had to wake up early and all. These fellows cancelled the flight after 7 and without notice. I called our travel agent who didn’t know or if they knew, it must have been while I was at the airport. Maybe I should enjoin them in the case. The only question I have for them is what did they know, when did they know and what did they do with it. SB, the ball is on your court.
In a different story, I got to reflecting how
dignitaries those who move around in a convoy of cars with outriders and chase cars feel. You see I was in this situation where I am in a armoured car, with armed outrider and chase car cruising fast through the streets of Mogadishu and I am asking myself whether I feel more safe that way or would it be much better if I were in a nondescript car without guards? My preference is obviously for anonymity whenever it is possible. I know this is strange since this blog is a contradiction to my preferring anonymity. Life is what it is, so they say.
In still a different story, I have been reflecting on the negative effects of armed conflict and looking at the state of the city of Mogadishu. Humanity must find a way to resolve its problems without resorting to war. 25 years of civil war is bad. It will take lots of work to have a working government in this place.
In unrelated news, I am reading a book on the assassination of Martin Luther King and the cover up is beyond shocking.
Related to the unrelated news is the situation in Venezuela which seems as a calculated attempt by some countries to overthrow a legitimate government. But this is a story for later, though one could read this and this.
You can’t win with apologists. First, they had logical proofs for the existence of god(s). Once it was shown that while the arguments could be sound and valid, that was just one hurdle. It’s one thing to have an argument and another to come from that argument to reality.
The author of this post argues that the proof for god cannot be arrived at through logic but
offer an ostensive argument: Open your mind and reach out to the transcendent. You’ll find something supremely good. Call it what you like. But call it. It will answer your call.
and how do you arrive at this?
Through prayer or meditation, we can try to open our minds to a reality beyond our ordinary experience. And most of us find something there, a feeling of transcendence.
And I hope among the things we can point to include a bird trapped in a forest fire without a chance of escape, or a zebra dying of asphyxiation having been attacked by a lion or people trapped in a hurricane. But we all know this is not what they mean. They want us to think about butterflies, roses and a beautiful scenery.
Epicurus would say no. In one of his famous letters, he writes death is nothing to us, for when we are, death is not with us and when death is come, we are not. Lucretius is of the same view; before we were, it didn’t bother us, after we stop being, it should likewise not bother us.
I generally believe death, sometimes, is a great good, for it is a release from suffering. For example, for those terminally ill and in pain, death is a release, even though most people even in such circumstances want to prolong their lives.
Benatar, in Human Predicament, argues that there are ways in which death is not a good, to the person who is dead. Death, he writes, deprives us of meaning, if for example, our life had meaning because of our associations or the projects we were doing.
Death, he adds, is also bad because it obliterates us. Annihilation that comes with death is a bad in the whole. It is here also that he disagrees with Lucretius. The argument by Lucretius proposes a symmetry between not having been and not continuing to being. He says the two are not symmetrical. Not having been born doesn’t cause you harm. But to stop being, as a result of death, is not a good for one, it deprives you of possible goods you would have continued to experience, among other things.
Is death a good or a not?
If you are a cyclist and live in a city with other cyclists, you can all meet up once a month for a critical mass event. It helps to create awareness to motorists that there are other legitimate road users who may not necessarily be driving. And this is important especially in countries where planners, city managers and road engineers have never thought of integrated road design that takes care of non motorised users.
In the video below, for those who want to meet the face behind the blog, my bike comes into focus towards the end of the clip and disappears.
In this 2012 production, Hadji, who has been living in the USA is arrested following intel that he has been funding or directing terrorist activities from US soil and is set for deportation to Turkey to face trial.
He tells Firat, the cop from Turkey, mankind has three problems; discrimination which can be solved by love and compassion, poverty, by sharing and ignorance which can only be resolved by education. He had escaped ignorance at Bitlis to go to the US and sadly, he dies as a result of ignorance, in Bitlis.
Hadji says there is one irrefutable truth to every human; to be born and to die. Life is but a bridge that links these two ends and we spend a lifetime trying to bridge this gap.
The acting is generally good. Becker of the FBI thinks all Muslims are terrorists and I don’t know how he expects to get answers from the same Muslims when he goes all macho into a mosque during prayer time and starts barking orders.
If you have 115 minutes to spare, and don’t know what to do with it, then here is something you could do with it.
And a poem
On the day I die, when I’m being carried
toward the grave, don’t weep. Don’t say,
He’s gone! He’s gone. Death has nothing to do with going away. The sun sets and
the moon sets, but they’re not gone.
Death is a coming together. The tomb
looks like a prison, but it’s really
release into union. The human seed goes
down in the ground like a bucket into
the well where Joseph is. It grows and
comes up full of some unimagined beauty.
Your mouth closes here, and immediately
opens with a shout of joy there.