In the Ramtop village where they dance the real Morris dance, for example, they believe that no-one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away – until the clock he wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone’s life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.

Procurem, obtenham e oiçam.

a meio de um episódio do criminal minds, volta-se o meu pai e diz:

“irrita-me nestes filmes os policias terem de olhar para o coldre quando voltam a pôr a arma lá”.

Just because things are obvious doesn’t mean they’re true.

Back to basics.

Putting my handycraft skills at work.

Not only the subject is great, the way Hans Rosling presents data is awesome.

OMG LOL!! ROTFL!!!!!
(Obfuscatingly Messy Graphs, Lacks Older LIterature, Research Objectives Totally Flimsy, Lazy)