A breast is a breast is a breast

According to PolicyMic,

Ladies of New York , you are free to walk bare-breasted through the city! New York City's 34,000 police officers have been instructed that, should they encounter a woman in public who is shirtless but obeying the law, they should not arrest her. This is a good step towards gender parity in public spaces.
So, a woman's bare breast should be treated no differently than a man's breast under the law. Nonetheless, the fact that this NY law is so contentious (or at least newsworthy), means that a breast is not the same as an arm or a leg, especially a woman's breast. I explore the existential connotations of breasts here.

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African proverbs

I've often posted on quotes, but a friend recently sent me a link to a big collection of African proverbs. Lots of wisdom in these words, and here are some of my favorites: To get lost is to learn the way. ~ African proverb He who learns, teaches. ~ Ethiopian proverb You always learn a lot more when you lose than when you win. ~ African proverb You learn how to cut down trees by cutting them down. ~ Bateke proverb Instruction in youth is like engraving in stone. ~Moroccan Proverb Traveling is learning. ~Kenyan Proverb Peace is costly but it is worth the expense. ~Kenyan proverb War has no eyes ~ Swahili saying There can be no peace without understanding. ~Senegalese proverb If you can’t resolve your problems in peace, you can’t solve war. ~ Somalian proverb He who thinks he is leading and has no one following him is only taking a walk. ~ Malawian proverb A large chair does not make a king. ~ Sudanese proverb Sticks in a bundle are unbreakable. ~ Bondei proverb It takes a village to raise a child. ~ African proverb Cross the river in a crowd and the crocodile won’t eat you. ~ African proverb Hold a true friend with both hands. ~ African proverb Show me your friend and I will show you your character. ~ African proverb Bad friends will prevent you from having good friends. ~ Gabon proverb Make some money but don’t let money make you. ~ Tanzania The rich are always complaining. ~ Zulu Money can’t talk, yet it can make lies look true. ~ South Africa What you give you get, ten times over. ~ Yoruba The surface of the water is beautiful, but it is no good to sleep on. ~Ghanaian Proverb You are beautiful, but learn to work, for you cannot eat your beauty. ~Congolese Proverb Three things cause sorrow to flee; water, green trees, and a beautiful face. ~Moroccan Proverb A beautiful thing is never perfect. ~Egyptian Proverb Youth is beauty, even in cattle. ~Egyptian Proverb

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Kokura, Japan: a wrenching story about luck

I recently stumbled across an article about the fate of Kokura Japan near the end of World War II. In a sentence, cloudy weather saved the people of Kokura from being consumed in the world's second nuclear bomb attack. Those same clouds doomed the people of Nagasaki.

A young man named Kermit Beahan peered through the rubber eyepiece of the bombsight, and he could see some of the buildings of Kokura and the river that ran by the arms factory, but the complex itself was blocked by a cloud. So Bock's Car gave up on Kokura and went on to its secondary target, Nagasaki. Clouds also partly obscured Nagasaki, but not quite enough of it. The plutonium bomb killed somewhere around 100,000 people in Nagasaki, and it was the most powerful blast the world had ever seen, significantly more so than the one three days earlier when a uranium bomb destroyed Hiroshima. Nagasaki was destined for the history books, and Kokura was forgotten.

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Roger Ebert writes of death as a matter of fact and permanent

In 2011, Salon published a serene meaning-of-life article by Roger Ebert. Here is an excerpt:

Many readers have informed me that it is a tragic and dreary business to go into death without faith. I don’t feel that way. “Faith” is neutral. All depends on what is believed in. I have no desire to live forever. The concept frightens me. I am 69, have had cancer, will die sooner than most of those reading this. That is in the nature of things. In my plans for life after death, I say, again with Whitman: I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. And with Will, the brother in Saul Bellow’s “Herzog,” I say, “Look for me in the weather reports.” Raised as a Roman Catholic, I internalized the social values of that faith and still hold most of them, even though its theology no longer persuades me. I have no quarrel with what anyone else subscribes to; everyone deals with these things in his own way, and I have no truths to impart. All I require of a religion is that it be tolerant of those who do not agree with it.

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