Tuesday, October 09, 2007

I(we) worked the hardest therefore I(we) deserve to.......

"get the promotion"; "win"; "get the girl"; "get into Harvard";..... Wrong, wrong and more wrong. Hard work does not guarantee success. Never has. Never will. Hard work is no doubt a potentially key element for achieving success but is by no means the only and is some times a detractor. Talent, luck, connections, political savvy, bribes, coercion, compromising pictures, drugs, strategic thinking and many more elements play a role in attaining success and are many times more relevant than hard work.

Putting in a lot of extra time at the office helps but if the time is not creating positive results then the time is wasted except for the show factor. BTW, the show factor does work with some bosses that appear to value effort over results. But why not put the extra time in but work smart the same time. That's a winning combination.

If hard work assured success then dirt farmers would all be wealthy and most stock brokers would be impoverished. Does the hardest working athlete always win the race? Almost never. Talent and genetics will win virtually every time. Do the hardest working students get the top grades and get into the best schools. Not always. Brains and/or having parents as heavy endowment donors are likely to be more important factors. Are lottery winners hard workers? As a whole, doubt it. Lucky maybe.

Should hard work be rewarded? In most cases yes. But end results are the true measure of ones efforts and, therefore, results are what should be rewarded beyond all else. So work hard AND smart, produce outstanding results and be rewarded.

Monday, October 08, 2007

human life to 1000 years and longer

Discovery Channel had an interesting segment on this weekend hosted by Michio Kaku a CCNY theoretical physicist. It was about cosmic time scales in general which documented the age of the earth at 4.5 billion years and the burnout of the sun at another 4.5 billion years. Meaning that the earth will have survived 9 billion years barring any unknown event lurking out in the vastness. For further reference the age of the universe is estimated at about 14 billion years - since the big bang and who knows what was going on before then. The point being that the human time scale is but a mere blip on the cosmic scale and likewise on the earth time scale.

Homo erectus has been around about 2 million years which seems like a long time but only a sneeze in the wind compared to the age of the earth. The average lifespan of people living in an industrialized country is just shy of 80 years. For other animals it seems that the smaller they are the shorter their life spans. For example mice only live 3-5 years. Dogs 8-15 years and so on. Their are some exceptions like the tortoise that can exceed 200 years. Interestingly animals larger than humans like horses and elephants only live 20-40 years or less than 1/2 of that of humans. Does our medical knowledge gain us a 50% advantage? Perhaps so, given that the average human lifespan just 50 years ago was less than 50 years and still is in the poorest areas of the world.

This last fact leads to the premise of the show. Apparently our cells are not meant to age. But they do because free radicals disrupt the DNA sequences and the cells no longer know what to do. If this damage could be delayed, reduced or perhaps even reversed lifespans could possibly have no limit.

Now the fun part. What if we could live to be a 1000 or more years old? First off, as mentioned this doesn't mean immortality. We could and would still die from accidents and other non aging events. But a potential life of over 10 times what is conceivable now is intriguing. Social and cultural institutions would change dramatically.

Some interesting questions: Would retirement exist? Does the human pair bond cycle every 20-30 years? Would we become more paranoid about accidental death? Would our impact on the earth become more urgent? BTW 1000 years represents about 30 generations so would the family structure alter? Family reunions would be huge. Would we continue to procreate for these 1000 years? If we could reverse aging, at what "equivalent" age would we select to spend 800-900 years? Imagine having the experience and presumed wisdom of a 200 year old in a 20 year old body?

What would life look like 500 years from now? Cars and autos have been around for less than 100 years. Computers less than 50 years. The internet less than 25 years. Ipods less than 2 years. What technologies are waiting for discovery?

Would genome customizing become available. If one lives 200 years as a 5'10" straight haired blond male could he have his genome changed to live the next 50 years as a 5' 5" curly haired brunette female? How about custom mutations. Once we understand how the DNA sequences work and the potentially ndless combinations that would be available could we purposedly mutate ourselves to any form and function. Recall a mouse genome is within 70-90% of the human genome. So mutating to some enhanced life form seems within reason, in perhaps a Frankenstein kind of way. Or why not be able to leap buildings with a single bound. Birds fly, why not a mutated human. The idea of X-men may not be so far fetched.

Sure would be fun to find out.

Monday, October 01, 2007

summer weekend late afternoons

I have gotten into a routine during the summers that is close to heaven on earth. At about 4 pm I don my cycling gear and head out for a 25 mile ride. The summer months in this mid atlantic state bordering a great lake to the north have late afternoon temperatures ranging from 70 to 85 and generally clear sunny skies. My route takes me over a rolling back country loop where traffic is thin and dogs too tired to chase. It's a tough route with several short out of the saddle power climbs and short 35 mph descents. I work up a good sweat and it gets the heart pumping.

For the last couple of years my exercise has pretty much dwindled down to the weekend days. The days of 300 mile weekly training logs with midweek and weekend races are likely over, although I always have that lingering thought of .........

The apres ride routine is just as relaxing. A 30 minute lounge in the front porch Adirondack chair guzzling a cold water bottle chatting with the woman over her retitement plans and deciding what we will do for dindin that evening.

It's now mid day Monday and I'm yearning for Saturday again.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

a testimonial for Starbucks hot chocolate

I am more than happy to provide a postive testimonial for an outstanding product or service. Of course, I am also happy to provide a negative testimonial for a poor product or service.

Starbucks' hot chocolate is by far the best that I have come across. Wegman's is a close second and still on my favorite list but you have to make your own. The stuff they call hot chocolate at McDonalds and Dunkin Donuts shouldn't even be fed to your least favorite swine.

A venti sized Starbucks chocolate jo fires me up for 4 hours of jittery nerve am concentration and savory pallette wonderment.

Monday, September 10, 2007

another simple pleasure

Don't you love an infectious laugh. A road trip with the girls or a meal at a resturant or a spontaneous chat at home are all venues of continuous light hearted banter. Stories of people doing stupid people things. Reliving past faus pax's. Making fun of ourselves, family and friends. All three of my ladies have infectious laughs. It's a true joy having them on a roll.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

a simple pleasure

I love the final serving from a large sized dried cereal box. You know that fine powdery dust that clings to the wax paper lining and hides in the box bottom crannies. There aren't many foods that truly compete with this product except perhaps Ben and Jer's Chocolate Chunky Supreme or StarBuk's venti sized hot chocolate with the real cream topping.

Days can not possibly start off better than with a bowl of Cheerios or Chex covered with a fine oak or corn flour dust that makes a delightful mushy paste when mixed with ice cold milk. Forget the berries and raisins on this serving as they only detract from the unique pasty flavor.

One quickly learns that the only way to get to this wonder food is to pull the paper liner from the box and gently shake the clinging product into the bowl. I'll sometimes have a second serving just to get to this long awaited culinary delight. Not many things twist my roids more than someone getting to the box before me and denying me the pleasure of one of manmades best palette pleasers. Hiding the box until the next breakfast has been the modus operanti for years.

Why not just smash the cereal with a big hammer and create the fine cereal dust? Just not the same and only a true dried cereal dust lover would understand.