http://www.google.org/flutrends/

Have you seen that site? I consider it serious evidence that google is secretly developing psychohistory and hasn’t told us about it. Of course they wouldn’t tell us since one of the basic principles of psychohistory is that the subjects should not know about it.

The other basic principle being that you need to be dealing with very large amounts of people, which they do.

I rest my case. I’m scared.

PS: Don’t be scared. When someone develops psychohistory, it is always done with the greater good in mind. Greater good, greater good… That rings a bell…

Ce sera terrible or it will be terrible!!!

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“At long last, the battle has ended. And Ghana, your beloved country is free forever”.

Dr. Kwame Nkrumah on March 6th 1957

Ghana was the first country of black Africa to gain independence from colonial rule. This year it will be 50 years of that. Let’s celebrate freedom!

Here’s an extract from www.ghana50.gov.gh

On March 6, 1957, Ghana became the first country in Africa south of the Sahara to gain independence from colonial rule. 2007, marks 50 years of independence.

The theme for the anniversary is: Championing African Excellence. Ghana’s first President, Osagyefo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, envisioned this country as the guiding light of African independence and solidarity — the BLACK STAR, the lodestar of Africa. Ghana’s attainment of independence and the subsequent ideological support it extended to other colonized countries on the continent, culminated in the emancipation of many of these countries from colonial rule.

There are three main objectives for the jubilee celebrations. They are:

• To celebrate and commemorate Ghana’s landmark achievement as the first country in Black Africa to attain independence from colonial rule;
• To reflect on the evolution, development, achievements and drawbacks of our country over the past fifty (50) years; and
• To look forward to the future, to our vision of excellence in all fields of endeavour in the next fifty (50) years toward our centenary birthday as a nation.

Cheers to all Ghanaians in this year of jubilee!

(from Accra, capital of the non-smoking free nation of Ghana)

Pain is slowly evanescing. Nothing weird, it’s just how it works. Pain subsides even if the sting is still inside and will always be. I will always be hoping, hoping. You will always be holding, holding. My heart in your hand. Paul said. He was right. Him and his everlasting hope of deliverance.
I hope to be delivered from your memory. Oh my! Forget! Forget! If only it were so easy. Command yourself to forget and so will it be.
Well, I can’t forget her charm, her smile or her body. But fortunately I’ve started to forget her. Not her charm, not her smile, not her body. Just her. Tricks of the mind, I wish I could. It’s just so easy, remember what good there was, forget her.
To you my dearest: I will never forget your charm, I will never forget your smile and my body will never forget yours but, alas, I have forsaken you.
Now my only fear is that, having forsaken your memory, failing to remember your uniqueness to remind me only of what was good and now has no name, now that you are no more than some vague memories of good times, now I am vulnerable to your charm, to your smile and to your body… Now, if ever I found someone like you I fear that it could beyou.

Well, let’s hope not, or yes, or whatever, forget about it.

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me…
She showed me her room, isn’t it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two and then she said, “It’s time for bed”
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown
So I lit a fire, isn’t it good, norwegian wood.

Have you ever wondered if you ever had a girl?
Most of the time she has you but you never have her.
Call me weak but they all leave when they want and there’s very little you can do about it. Very, very little. So, this bird has flown and I’m doing all I can to have her come back but it’s still not working. You know, all. Be extra sweet, get romantic, send her nice messages, invite her out but she leaves me unanswered all the time.

I suppose a day will come when there will be one that will not leave. I won’t have her and probably she won’t have me either but she just won’t leave. She will be the right one. But what if I believe that SHE is the right one. This one, the one that has flown away with some Italian trickster.

What should I do? Move on? Forget? Keep looking for the right one?