A Random Panorama Image taken by Nels Lindahl

Free State Brewery

Thursday, March 11, 2004 at 6:01 PM
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I am going to eat dinner at Free State Brewery. This is ironic because I am not supposed to imbibe alcohol due to certain medical restrictions associated with the migraine preventative that I am currently taking. We are recruiting for the University of Kansas Master?s in Public Administration program.
This day has been very strange, any way you want to look at it. A major step was taken in the right direction today as I have been scavenging the Internet for rolling admission Public Administration Doctoral degree programs. Well maybe this is the step in the right direction that I have been looking for and perhaps one of the programs I have applied to will send me back some positive news.
That is how it works, this wacky game of life, all things considered; I think I will be able to find a path forward.

testing a new design

Wednesday, March 10, 2004 at 4:15 PM
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In a fit of fat rage last night I deleted the old webpage, and have rebuilt a new simplistic shell to run my webpage. I have decided to try to implement my old school zero space fascination with deep purple type fuzz motif. I hope it all works out well I am going to import the older entries at some other time and perhaps start up some of the other sections again. I have decided that I have to streamline the process it was getting to be to much work to keep all the scripts from eating each other.

Why are back injury?s so damn painful?

Wednesday, March 10, 2004 at 1:59 PM
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I have a pulled back muscle and have been trapped in bed for a good majority of the day. The benefit of this is that I picked up what trash my condition allows and I had some time to think about my life and progress in general.
I am back and more motivated than ever. Sometimes you can get into a routine that is destructive and constrains your potential for innovation. I can now see the light at the end of the tunnel. I will be graduating with my Master?s in Public Administration degree in May. All I have left to do is finish up my reflective essay and reassign my variables to complete my master?s thesis.
I have been really well behaved this semester even with taking nineteen graduate hours. Part of the current problem is that I have not been myself lately, and I have been missing myself, so hopefully I can find myself. It does not take much to focus in and really finish up this semester and I hope that over the summer I will be able to right the ship and get back on track.
One of the major problems could be that I really do enjoy discussions of civil society and community, which are simply not offered at the University of Kansas. I have also decided that I am going to work on some of my futurist papers and some other various policy statements that I have been working on over the last year. I am tired of being intellectually constrained by the confines of academic inquisition in the form of papers that are not transferable to adding value to the community discussion on the topic.
When I am a professor I am only going to assign big topic papers that are about more than getting a grade and might be able to add value to the discussion as a whole. I have a new mantra in the form of a set of logic equitation?s of course.
If my writing is a large intellectual deficit
If my interest in technology, community, and civil society is a deficit
Then I will exploit both of my deficits as advantages
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My future promise about my current rejection

Wednesday, March 3, 2004 at 4:01 PM
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I am having one of those days where bad things just seem to build up. Bad things come in threes and I have just finished this latest cycle of strangeness. It all started when my central processing unit gave out on my classic 1.4 gigahertz Advanced Micro Devices (AMD) processor. This computer has lived on the 1.5 gigabytes of 133 megahertz ram. I am getting the dreaded over clocked processor hangs and random restarts that announce the formal end of an area. I am going to have to build a new computer for the first time this centaury; my computer lasted all of four years and has been through countless papers, projects, and educational activities.
You might be asked so what is the second thing that went wrong today? Well my Ford Taurus that you might have read about is in the shop and needs new brakes and a radiator. My roommate Brain had to give me a ride to class so that I could talk to the chair of the department. Well at or around 8 am I found out what I have known for quite some time that Nels Paul Lindahl will not be attending the University of Kansas Public Administration PHD program. I guess my writing has never really been in favor in the department and my interests in technology and the community are to divergent from city management. I think that I am comfortable with the idea that the University of Kansas Public Administration department is not interested in studying E-Government, emerging technology management, and the influences of technology on the community.
The KUMPA program is a one stop shop for all of your local government city management needs, which is not where my intellectual curiosity resides. I am a futurist at heart and will always push the envelope of what is possible and consider the future of technology. I do not want to be bitter and spend the rest of my days at the University of Kansas in exile, but at the same time I have a renewed passion for taking both of my criticisms and developing them as strengths. I have drafted a series of articles and papers that are directly related to the topics that I want to study. What a day? What a year? The month of March is my madness, I swear!
Well I have more writing to do than I could shake a stick at and I am working diligently to graduate on time. This is a question that has been answered and while I do not agree with the answer I feel that I have to refocus on what I can do, not on what I will not be allowed to do. I was a Jayhawk for life, now I am a Jayhawk for sale to the highest bidder? What do I have to offer? Endless passion and motivation to get things accomplished and a never ending search for expanding my expansive wealth of technology related knowledge. No matter where I end up I promise to exploit my University of Kansas Public Administration cited weaknesses to prove once and for all that I am good enough.

the month of march

Monday, March 1, 2004 at 4:01 PM
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March is my month of truth. In March I will find out where I am going to college next year, finish all of my necessary and proper master?s degree requirements that are external to my normal class load. I will also be having my car fixed. Now most of you know that I drive a completely paid for 1995 Ford Taurus and that from time to time really strange things happen to it like the time a wheel flew off on the highway. This time it is something more serious I am afraid the radiator has given out and in my almighty search for extreme challenges I have been feeding the demon more and more anti-freeze/coolant over the last couple of months hoping that perhaps it was not a problem
Well it turns out that it is a problem and in my infinite wisdom and glory I have decided to send the old Ford Taurus into the shop for some repairs. Now I do not know why but for some reason repair shops seem to think that they live on a separate schedule from everybody else I have read, ?Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.? I know that being at the center of resolution affords a certain ability to enjoy the moments of satisfaction along the way. However in a free market economy where one party is forced without due consideration based on the impending doom of auto hazards to participate in a binding agreement for some sort of mechanical evangelism where the almighty keeper of the facilitation equipment will decide to resurrect my automobile.
This is the one time that I would like to be able to get online and find out exactly how much it should cost to have my radiator repaired provide advice and consent to the actual repair costs to my poor beleaguered Ford Taurus. I do however own this pinnacle of automotive greatness, this behemoth of modern technological bliss, a true infusion of epic adventure in a sea of normality. I own a Ford Taurus and am thinking about starting the Ford Taurus club of America, which will conveniently have meetings at the same place and time of the Corvette clubs. I will also eat very fattening food and play heavy metal at the meetings.

First Quarter Desktop Computer Update

Saturday, February 28, 2004 at 4:02 PM
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When I think of buying computer technology I think of the world of computers in terms of three tiers the current behind the technology lag computer, the former behind the technology lag computer, and of course the computer that is setting the technology standard. Understanding that rapid change will always be a part of buying a computer you need to protect your investment by being aware of how long it will take for the computer that you just bought to be behind the technology lag. It is also important to note at this moment that when technology falls behind the technology lag curve the price drops substantially then that technology disappears being replaced with the next big thing. The technology mantra is out with the old in with the new, early and often.
Current behind the technology lag computer system is running a Pentium? 4 Processor at 2.66GHz with 533MHz front side bus, 256 megabytes of Ram, 20 gigabyte hard drive, and a DVD player, maybe even a built in network card. A desktop system at this range is probably going to be offered with a 17 inch monitor. Deficits of this technology package are lack of a Compact Disc Writer (CDRW/CDR) or a Digital Video Disk Writer (DVDR/DVDRW), a smaller monitor at 17 inches, a smaller hard drive when hard drive size is exploding some of them are now over 200 gigabytes, and the biggest drawback in my mind the lack of 512 megabytes of ram. (Estimated total cost for this system $600-$900)
Pentium? 4 Processor at 2.66GHz with 533MHz front side bus
Microsoft? Windows? XP Home Edition
128MB Shared DDR SDRAM at 333MHz (Performs at 266MHz for 400FSB systems)
40GB Ultra ATA/100 Hard Drive (7200 RPM)
17 in (16.0 in v.i.s., .27dp)E773c Monitor
48x CD-RW Drive
Now that we know what technology is currently behind the technology lag we can look at the computer that pushed the curve and could be charting the course for the future? We are talking about the new AMD Athlon 64 FX-51 Processor, 1GB Registered DDR SDRAM PC-3200, 120GB Seagate Serial ATA 8MB Cache, and the NVIDIA GeForce FX 5950 Ultra 256MB. This is a less than learn, mean gaming machine, that is going to carry the field in every category that the current behind the technology lag computer has with a 8x DVDRW and the 30? NEC LCD3000 monitor. What sets this computer configuration apart is the ultimate graphics card with 256 megabytes of graphics memory which is equal to the Ram in the previous computer, the 64 bit processor which is a infinitely better than the 32 bit processors of old thing about it this way if you were drinking soda from a can with a straw and all of a sudden your straw doubled in size you would be able to drink twice as fast! In this case the computer is able to process functionally twice as fast because the processor space as doubled allowing for way more space to crunch the big numbers. (Estimated total cost for this system $3000-$4000)
1-Year AlienCare Toll-Free 24/7 Phone Support with Onsite Service
Alienware Full-Tower Case (420-Watt PS) – Cyborg Green
AMD Athlon? 64 FX-51 Processor with HyperTransport Technology
Ajigo High Performance Heatsink / Fan Unit for Athlon 64 Processors
ASUS SK8V – VIA K8T800 Motherboard
1GB Corsair XMS DDR SDRAM PC-3200 Registered ECC – 2 x 512MB Module
GeForce? FX 5950 Ultra 256MB 8x AGP w/DVI & S-Video
AlienIce? Video Cooling System – Terra Green
120GB Seagate Barracuda 7200.7 Serial ATA 7,200 RPM 8MB Cache
16x DVD-ROM – Black w/Software MPEG-2 Decoder
Lite-On 52x32x52x CD-RW – Black
3.5″ 1.44 MB Floppy Disk Drive – Black
Creative Sound Blaster? Audigy 2 ZS – 7.1
Integrated 3com? Gigabit Ethernet Adapter
Microsoft? Windows? XP Home Edition
Microsoft Multimedia Keyboard – Space Black
Microsoft IntelliMouse Explorer 3.0 – USB – Space Black
Microsoft? Works Suite 2004
Free Alienware? T-Shirt – Black
AlienAutopsy: Automated Technical Support Request System
Now that I have seen the future and it looks bright I have to take a step back to the bargain basement and show you all what computers are on the soon to be deceased list and are basically dead on arrival (DOA) to the computer stores, because all the profits have evaporated into the ether as the new technology brought down the price of the old. We turn to my favorite bargain basement computer dealer the one the only E-Machine, if you are not familiar with E-Machine they are a warehouse shipping model company think of a leaner meaner cheaper no frills Dell. E-Machine says that they have a computer for sale that only costs $399 so what could they offer for a small stack of Hamilton?s.
CPU: Intel? Celeron? 2.60 GHz Processor 128KB L2 cache & 400 MHz FSB
Operating System: Microsoft? Windows? XP Home Edition
Chipset: Intel 845GV Chipset
Memory: 256 MB DDR (PC 2100)
Hard Drive: 40 GB HDD
Optical Drives: 48x Max. CD-RW Drive; 3.5″ 1.44MB FDD
Video: Intel Extreme Graphics 3D 64 MB Shared Memory
Sound: AC ’97 Audio
Modem: 56K* ITU v.92 ready Fax/Modem
Network: 10/100Mbps built-in Ethernet
The only thing missing from this cut down bargain basement cutie is a monitor which can be purchased for around $99 at any major technology retailer. Making this E-Machine bad boy a $500 before tax bargain this is a working computer that will not jump through hoops or do anything exceptionally cool other than desktop processing and maybe a boring game like golf or something similar.
In conclusion, buying a computer is all about price! I recommend trying to buy just behind the edge of the technology curve in the technology lag. In case you have missed what exactly that means here is a simple example that will clarify the meaning of this mysterious term. Go to a technology store that sells computers like Best Buy, Office Deport, Computer Depot, or any of the other dime a dozen retailers. They get the best computers shipped to them and before they can sell the entire stock of what was the best technology changes and a new shipment comes in and now the retailer has both the new and the old. At this point a technology lag is being expressed between the best and rest so the retailer has to lower the price to make the inferior goods seem more attractive. That is the story I am telling today thanks for coming to story time at the old Nels Lindahl Dot Com.
Special Shout-out to Roman Shaver for making me get off my lazy duff and put this little snapshot of my mind together.

Tangerine Bowl KU vs NCS

Tuesday, December 30, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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Most people who travel to Florida sleep at regular times. We decided to go iron man style and only sleep every other day. (Awake for 48 hours then sleep for 8 hours) So after we made the eighteen-hour drive to Orlando Florida from Kansas City we check into the hotel only for a few moments then immediately went to Universal Studios. After a complete day of driving being able to turn the corner and run off complete adrenaline the group was ready to crash and we were all asleep before midnight.
Universal Studios was an interesting experience, most of the rides and amusements are designed for a different target age group. The MIB, Back to the Future, Twister, and Terminator 2 rides were worth the trip but I am not sure they were worth the price tag. The real problem with amusement parks is that they are targeted at providing a family experience. I guess we could have gone to an adult theme park like Los Vegas but they do not have rides and roller coasters! That night we stopped off at the Sizzler to eat the dinner buffet it was a huge success the Sizzler people did not know what hit them none of us had eaten in at least twelve hours. I was the only one from the group who knew about the golden goodness of the Sizzler.
Some people leave such sheltered lives not experiencing every buffet known to the planet. Personally, I do not think I will leave this planet until they have a buffet on the moon or mars. Honestly, I will be one of the first people to sign up for all you can eat food on another planet, but until that time comes I think I will leave space travel to the all you can eat buffet challenged individuals at National Air and Space Association.
My roommate FAS the Sloth happens to work at a hotel the LaQuinta Inn & Suites who by the way thanked us for staying with them. FAS does work at the front desk of the hotel checking people in and out of the hotel; mind you not doing any real work of course. Managing to appear to be a competent employee, FAS earned us a free nights stay in Orlando Florida. It turned out to be a decent hotel and was close to just about everything we needed to go in the city.
Some congratulations go out to the University of Kansas for giving any student who was willing to drive to Florida a forty-five dollar ticket to the fourteenth annual Mazda Tangerine Bowl conveniently located in Orlando Florida. Being a Florida Citrus Sports Event (www.fcsbowls.com) I expected to see a good game in a nice stadium. Now I am from Kansas and we have Kaufman Stadium and Arrowhead, which are both infinitely nice than the stadium in Orlando. I could not believe that this bowl stadium still had bench seats and no major parking lot in fact this stadium is so poorly designed that it has a minor league baseball field built directly on the side of it covering up the best parking spots with outfield.
We were all so depressed after the game that we decided just to drive back to Kansas at one in the morning. The benefit of driving back early was being able to go to the Jack Daniel?s distillery tour located in Lynchburg, Tennessee. The tour was great it was way better than Ripley?s Believe it or not and it was free. Jack Daniels is the oldest registered distillery in the United States. Jack Daniel once said, ?Every day we make it, we?ll make it the best that we can.? The only real problem with the tour is that they show you everything but cannot sell you anything. For some strange reason Lynchburg county is dry and does not sell or serve alcohol.
That is the end of the story the rest of the drive home went well and I had a great night of rest before my parents called and told me that I had to go to Wichita! I told them no more driving for a while.

One 48 hour session and Ron needs a Nap

Monday, December 29, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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What a day to see Stoner Corry? The most important part of the story is that Stoner Corry had no voice. This was a wonderful experience to be able to hang out with one Mr. Andy ?Blue? Phelan watching the band E Double play at Jerry?s Bait Shop in downtown Lenexa without having to listen to a word of Stoner Corry?s rants. So Mr. Andy ?Blue? Phelan told me that it was E Double?s last show and that they would not be playing again because the base player was moving to Texas. I later found out that this was not true and that the band is staying together. Before the concert, I went to see the movie something has got to give and it was wonderful. Jack Nicholson at his best, the movie even had a scene with him in an elevator shinning style. I true enjoyed the movie, to say the least.
I am on my way to Orlando, Florida at this moment riding in a car as Ron Shaver is driving on the highway through Tennessee. Of course, the group decided to go bandit and drive straight to Florida from Kansas nonstop. My aunt and uncle went to the trouble of making sandwiches for the trip so that we would not have to stop we ended up with a cooler full of two cases of Coca-Cola and twenty ham sandwiches, fifteen peanut butter sandwiches, and of course a dozen ham salad sandwiches. If you are wondering why we ended up with so much ham on this trip, it was left over form an office party.
Hitting the open road after a semester of reading and writing is a truly rewarding feeling of half accomplishment and half relief. Now we are by no means a fellowship, but the six of us all pilled into an Eddie Bower Expedition. Fortunately, we only brought one bad a piece, but with the cooler and all the food we are cramped for space. I cannot believe that we made it through thirty gallons of gasoline and about twenty sandwiches before we made the first stop in Mt. Vernon Illinois. I am pleased to announce that we did not have to suffer through the hardship of spending money or stopping in the wasteland known as Missouri.
Something about being in a car trapped within a space that grows more uncomfortable with every hour that ticks by makes you stop and appreciate life. Now I am not upset with the journey, but I can say that I am upset with the confines of the passenger seat. Now if you know anything about road trips a twenty-four hour straight drive, covering 1283.05 miles, is nothing to joke about it takes a serious level of commitment from multiple drives that are willing to drive in several hundred mile shifts. Of course I was not allowed to drive during the day because I am a notoriously bad drive.
You might be wondering whose car we are driving to Florida? We are driving the monstrous vehicle of the FAS. (otherwise known as F. Adam Setter, the great white blur, shitter, sloth, big slothy, the stain, slutter, setra, or you might know him by some other name)
I just bought a Chattanooga Times Newspaper that is dated for Sunday the 21st I thought that the Kansas City Star rushed to get the paper to the stands. Old Chattanooga had the paper ready for sale at one in the morning and it had a lead story about the Belleview nuclear power plant owned by the Tennessee Valley Authority. Of course, since the paper had a nuclear power plant on the cover of course I had to buy it. I am happy to report that the Chattanooga Times had no negative nuclear power bias. It is exciting to see the possibility that the nation is going to use a sustainable energy source instead of a consumptive one.

A letter of reflection

Saturday, December 20, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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I drafted this letter today to the chair of my department. I think it clearly expalians why I have been so upset lately.
I was not sure how to get my arms around our conversation earlier today. I would like to first apologize for being at a loss of words and for emotionally breaking down at the end of the conversation. Breaking down in public, has never happened to me before I am embarrassed about my lack of self-control. I just wanted to make that fact abundantly clear.
Currently, as I understand it, I have a limited window of time before the April 16 application review process begins. So what am I supposed to do? I could give up, but I would never forgive myself for taking that course of action. That leaves me with only one option as I see it to prove you wrong. My only serious current drawback as a student is my inability to articulate my thoughts in a grammatically correct fashion.
When you challenged me to write in such a way that the reader does not question anything grammar related I could feel my heart drop. I have honestly come a long way this semester in learning the rules that govern sentence structure. I am not sorry that I did not use a copy editor to cover up my inadequacies as a writer. I feel that I have made tremendous strides forward this semester. This is the largest challenge I have ever faced in the academic world. I am lucky that I am an exceptionally strong individual and no matter what it takes I will overcome the current problem facing me.
Thank you for your time and effort I know it was not easy for you to sit across the table from me and tell me that my weaknesses as a writer would preclude me from continuing my education. It is unfortunate that the window of opportunity in your class has closed for me to prove that my writing skills are improving. I am also sorry that my writing skills did not show enough improvement to meet your standards. My failure to show rapid improvement rests clearly on my shoulders.
I do take responsiblity for my own actions. That is the first step to being able to realize the potential for change.

Having time to reflect

Monday, November 10, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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What is left at the end of the day? What is left is the things that you can hold to. I am not claiming to be a wise sage or ahead of the game. Every day I learn a little bit more about myself and where I am going. I have decided to take some time for myself to begin to learn what it really is that I want to do with the days that I have. I have never really been sentimental about things or wanted to be for that matter. This semester has been my most difficult journey through academia. I have two important things that have fundamentally shaken me as a person, a writer, and a thinker.
I learned that I cannot speak my mind at all times because some forums are not constructed for the fee association of thought. At times I have had to learn to be a listener I have had to learn to be reflection in my interactions with others. This was not an epiphany moment or anything that had anything to do with me. A professor told me that my presentation style was a distraction to other students and that I could not use my aggressive straight forward style to influence others. I had never really thought of myself as influencing anyone at anytime. This really plays into the second thing I have learned this semester. I can no longer write for myself to keep a record of the things that I found important. It is not easy learning how to write from scratch.
It may seem like I constantly discuss what it takes to be a writer. The reality is simple between midterms and finals I have to learn to be a proficient writer improving my grammar and articulation. This might sound easy and can be written into a plan of action but implementation takes more out of me than I care to admit. For the most part I am learning to change the way I think to open my mind to a new world of structure that I had built up a wall against. No longer am I sheltered in a world of confidence and certainty. The world does not make sense. At times it is embarrassing because what comes so natural to others does not come to me. I cannot look at a sentence and know what is wrong with it. I do not have that cognitive ability I am barely keeping up learning the rules and structure of basic sentences while having to produce results at the same time.
Rethinking on a daily basis is out of the question it is time to act or to give up and at this moment in time giving up is out of the question the end is to close. I have said my peace I guess.

broken painter missing dream

Friday, November 7, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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Bending notice that which can not be seen in the light of day for it is something more than what was left and in that it was more than what I could see but how do you continue alone the day and ask the night for a moment of resolution a piece of peace for a better day the next day that can be found on the next list of things to do for a show do not have the time to sit and reflect on what will be. I passively ask what is next in a timid way to find myself looking at a mirror that stands in a mound of sand that once was glass but now is mad. More than what I can do for what I can see is something a little darker than before. I wait outside for night to fall as the sky darkens and the snow begins to fall. It is not the cold but the wind that breaks my spirit tumbling me back into the despair of my room. It was more than what I could hope for it was a night to end all nights.
Something is different about the weekend air something is different about the intentions about the people about the day itself. A weekday is just that a workday it does not make sense it does not need to now does it have to. It is not what it was years ago in the pub and the bar and the tavern that had a sense of gathering for a meeting and knowing something about the town. Now we drink when it gets dark to go home to where it is darker in a way that cannot be shared or known it is simply taking the existing out of existence. Paltry test of time and meaning in a sea of mellow dreams weaving in and out of being known. Drip drop down and out and onward to where I have no idea I think I will give up on being something great. Take up a paintbrush and invent a new lake a sea of green and blue followed by a last brushstroke or two. The life of an artist to remember the memory of a work left to be remembered it took up all of the time in the world to leave a gift that stood still for all the time the world had left.
Perplexed with a vision of disgust I leave myself at the back of the room with a tempting bottle of something more eventful than the evening itself. What is left of a night when you drink out of spite and remember what you want because the night was yours to remember? Pity takes the night away and leaves you with nothing but the bottle and a feeling of remorse that maybe you should have spent more time outside of your room. I put down my pen and look for my paintbrush only to find that I never went out and bought one or had one to begin with. I had just dreamed about painting in a daze a smoky foggy haze a mental note of a daydream long forgotten. It was not a pleasant note to realize I had only done about have the things I thought about, but who am I wonder as I slip away from being the painter and think about becoming a writer again, ?Am I pointless mindless mental step forward in the presumption of my own existence? Can I perceive what I see as it really is? Or am I blind to the reality of the words that others speak through this process of taking in and pushing away the things I do not want to listen to? Everyday I find myself asking what it is that I am doing with this time I have.?

Making what mater? Draft #1.0

Thursday, October 16, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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The high school teacher was walking around the classroom. Giving out an assignment to write one paragraph that would change the world. This was one of those lofty paper assignments that the teacher often gave out to see what the students would write about. Only this time one of the students at the back of the classroom was writing with a passion that could only be described as frenzy. Something was different about the focus this student had on the essay it was different than every other essay paragraph the student had ever written. But did it matter that a student wrote something important? Collecting every paragraph as they were passed to the front of the classroom the teacher was looking for that paper from the back of the room. The students left the classroom for history class.
Sitting at a desk in the front of the classroom the paragraphs nearly flew out from underneath the red ink of the grading pen. Until the high school teacher got to the bottom of the stack, the pen fell to the ground; something was different about this paragraph. It just made sense to the teacher who was reading the paragraph out loud as the principle walks into the room. The principle asked to see the paragraph and read it out loud once more telling the teacher about a new idea to read a different students work over the intercom every day to encourage scholarship. However reading the paragraph over the intercom would make what matter about the students writing?
A strange silence set in over the high school as the principle read the student from the back of the classrooms paragraph. None of the students really understood what was going on and they did not appreciate the words being read over the intercom. The student received no respect from the other students who simply did not understand the gravity of the words they were hearing. Soon the paragraph was read over the intercom the students still do not appreciate the words. A call rang into the principles office from the local newspaper wanting to start a student highlight section asking if they principle knew of any student that would be perfect for starting off the newspaper column.
It was easy for the principle to pick up the essay and read it to the reporter over the phone. Printing the paragraph did not take up much space in the local paper but it did take up space in the public mind. Soon everyone is talking about it in the community asking what will be next in the student newspaper column. The student from the back of the classroom thinking does it matter? Then realizing the most important question does it need to? Where will the paragraph end up next and even if it is important and makes a point does that point do anything but echo off the reader?

A new national vision

Tuesday, October 14, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Notions of action stem from a social structure that is strongly related to accomplishment and perhaps a structural problem has occurred within the nation. The United States of America has lost a true national vision. In other words, we do not know where we are going and why we need to get there. The current wisdom of popular political culture could be used to say actually we have a new vision generated from the last watershed event that occurred on September 11th to rid the world of terrorism thus reducing the likelihood of world war three. This is a valid argument however I would argue tat it is no a holistic social goal like Kennedy?s challenge of being the first nation to reach the moon propelling NASA to the front of the public mind.
Now is the time for a new vision of social progress my preference is moving toward a functional utopia which has been explained at length in my essay aptly titled, ?Functional Utopia and the Future of Society.? However, some vision is necessary to be able to motivate the country to some larger goal. The power of national vision is that so many individuals within society are ready and willing to work toward accomplishing something and are currently limited to only accomplishing on a fiscal level. Now if the ?American Dream? replaces the national vision then an opportunity is lost for social progress. This is a call to action a social question of what could be. A question of what needs to be. A question of how we will move forward and a cautionary look at why we cannot move backward as a society.

Academic Writing

Saturday, October 11, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Sorry poor reader I am working through some stuff and I need to write down all my thoughts so that I can read and reread them. If you have any ideas that could help let me know I am looking for a bit of advice.
I am not who I want to be, I am what I am, and in that I am lost. I cannot move forward more than my abilities will carry me. I guess I have my back against the wall my ability has been called into question and will I be able to rise to the challenge to push the envelope and find a way to survive? I had a conversation with somebody who knows a little bit about my writing style and it was determined that perhaps I need to go ahead an adopt a new style of writing a new format for my work or at least a system of editing that work.
That system is going to include doing a first draft of my academic paper written under my current style, then a second draft editing for grammar and removing about 10%. (The Stephen King rule) The third draft will be a polish and edit draft where the paper should be up to academic standards and the forth draft is simply a final revision and reading the paper out load forward and backward to find the final errors.
I had a chance to talk to Kate who told me that perhaps I am thinking about this the wrong way and that I should go ahead and realize that perhaps I have become an ideological optimist and a practical pessimist and that mix of ideas and policy objection is causing problems. While I agree with Kate that I am conflicted I am not sure what to do I am trying to rethink my writing style and I guess I need to kick it up a notch and write to a doctoral level.
I am going to have to go ask for some samples of what is considered to be truly great academic doctoral prose and I am going to need to get somebody to mark up a paper with me watching and explain why some things are errors and why some things are not errors. I have to dig deep and begin to work on developing a writing style that conforms to my expectations and the expectations of others. Setter says that I have lost all sense of reality and that I am on my pity kick writing about writing.
I contend that I am just doing some reflective thinking and sometimes I need to vet my ideas because peer review is the only way to break my thoughts down to the point where change might actually occur. I am at a point where something has to be done and that something needs to be done soon so here it goes I am asking for some advice, ?Tell me what you think??

Short Story A tale of late night retail strangeness

Saturday, October 11, 2003 at 3:44 PM
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One of the things I enjoy more than anything is to walk around a warehouse store in the middle of the night. Something about it is just calming a reassuring sense that no matter what corporate America is working. Now my roommate who for some reason felt the need to sleep all day until about ten in the evening when I decided to wake up the sloth. It is my firm belief that the sloth should not be allowed to sleep all day it simply is not prudent.

So today the sloth’s big adventure was to go to the nations number one warehouse retailer of household junk and other various things that can be sold at bargain prices to purchase a copy of Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines. Now I am a huge Arnold fan but I could not convince myself to go see this movie in the theaters but in honor of Arnold?s recent rise to governor of California I thought I would purchase a copy. On my way to purchase the movie, we walked past a girl who was doing something very odd even for a midnight shopper.

She was simply smelling the scented fragrance packages and then putting them back. Now I was not completely sure of what she was doing so of course the sloth and I made two trips up and down the isle to make sure. Sure enough, she was just sniffing the scented inserts that you plug into the wall and then putting them back. For the better part of ten minutes that is all she did not even noticing when I walked by. (Oh I have to break into the story to tell you about the sloth, he eats an apple so slow that he was absolutely impressed by the fact that an apple turns brown so fast and because of his lack of apple eating experience this astounded him. Now back to the story.) So the late night retail sniffer lets call her was still sniffing fragrance packages when I left the store. I still do not know why she was doing that or if she will ever stop, the only certainty left in life is that the sloth will not stop slothing.

disarticulated memories montage #1

Sunday, October 5, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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absolute free stream prose from the mind of nels lindahl at or around 10:47 in the evening because i can spare a moment?
it does not take much time to sit down and write
what i want to do is to learn how to write more often
to take that ten pages a day and make it count
what does it take to be able to do that?
i probably will never know i need something more
i need to take that short story idea that i come up with
every day and i need to put it into writing that next day
i need to learn how to carve out a part of my day just to write
that is important as a part of getting things done
it is a way to know when the production is productivity
to have the ability to think and be creative
is sometimes not enough because it takes something more
you cannot be just a creator of ideas
you have to be able to deliver on those ideas
that is where the problem is created
how do you keep up with your ideas
at what point do you have to stop thinking to start writing
how do you create that breaking point and know when
that is the question that drives me to move forward
it is the question that breaks me from the future
i do not know what i want to accomplish in this world
all i know is that i needed something true
i needed to be a part of my own life
tomarrow i will go to class and to work
i am not sure why i need to work but i know i do
i know that i want to finish my masters thesis soon
i must work harder than before my progress slows
being called into question is painful
it is hard to be suspect about issues
issues are clear and they are in front of you
finishing my masters is important to me
it will be the beginning of the future the door
the ability to take three years and finish something
to begin writing and to finish writing something
fit to be published for the world to read
an idea that can be applied and will be readable
that is what makes it so hard to take a step back
so close to the goal of learning for the sake of learning
learning enough to be able to put pen to paper
to write something meaningful that matters
it could take awhile to find something useful
the work might never be noticed
it could be noticed years from now

Stephen King’s On Writing

Sunday, September 28, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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It is now officially Halloween. I had an interesting experience of coincidence that I thought I would share. Most of you know that I have been working on my writing skills. In fact, I have purchased a copy of Elements of Style and sitting next to this book on the shelf at Hastings was a copy of Stephen King?s On Writing. Naturally, I felt compelled to purchase Stephen King?s memoir on the craft of writing. I sent a thank you not to Stephen King, which I have posted here for the record.
?I am a master?s student in Public Administration at the University of Kansas and am in roughly my fifth year of college. The chair of the department informed me that my writing skills needed significant work, a very upsetting idea for a graduate student, and while searching for Elements of Style I ran across your book On Writing. You are definitely a writer I trust so of course I read it cover to cover. It is now four am and I have just finished reading the book. On Writing was an exceptionally helpful reference to thinking about how grammar and writing relate. I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to talk about the realities of writing and what it takes to be a competent writer. I have a renewed enthusiasm about reading and working on learning how to be a better writer. For that I just wanted to let you know that you have a positive impact on my life and how insightful reading On Writing truly was.?
Reading about Stephen King?s experiences as a writer and taking the time to really focus on the grammatical value of On Writing. I guess I feel fairly empowered by the book, which I can honestly say is not a common reaction of mine to Stephen?s work. For what it is worth I extend my grateful thanks for producing such a valuable work.

technorati update

Saturday, September 27, 2003 at 5:34 PM
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I have been playing with weblog tools today.

The Normative Game Essay #1

Thursday, September 25, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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When does the social animal become aware of the normative game in terms of both conscious choice and ability for generating change? This challenge of structure is part of the question of how the social animal becomes aware about what is really going on within society. First things first the social animal is a cognitive miser who does not have the domestic intellectual capacity to understand the holistic value of the world. Perhaps it is to complex of a calculation to estimate the value of driving a car when it can be broken down into an infinite number of categories. It could be valued at the approximate summation of thirty eight cents a mile with maintenance and other calculations or it could be seen in terms of the amount of time it would take if driving was not possible. Therefore the reality of the situation is that the social animal does not have to calculate the value of a car implicitly it is only viewed explicitly in terms of what can be directly supplied.

Is the social animal aware of the framework of the normative game? Probably not at even the most basic level of being aware that being able to participate within that game means that the social animal understand the bounds and limits of that question and in that end it means that the framework for dissolution exists in the understanding of how things work.

What does this all mean?
Why is this being discussed?
Is this worth understanding?

This all means that as society functions a coin is flipped and while both sides matter or in this explanation both sides are choice and one is the socially created value of the normative game and the other side is the ability to make rational coherent choice. The normative game creates an inherently tunneling hyper-real that is strengthened by an inertia built on positive sanctions for playing the game correctly.

This is being discussed because it is the most basic question of the social animal what is the basis of social animals functionality.
Understanding this framework is the basis of being able to break it down and in that end, it is the basis of changing the function of the social animal within society.

Future Essay Topics

  1. Being socially Judgmental
  2. Normative discourse within individuals
  3. Normative discourse within society
  4. Normative discourse within groups
  5. Anticipation of the awareness and activism that would follow the collapse of the normative game must be maintained.
  6. Only the awareness of the confines of the normative game will spur change within the bureaucratic structure.
  7. It is inevitable that society notices the collapse of the normative game.
  8. Building the top one percent

my goal of writing

Wednesday, September 24, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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I was walking around the bookstore the other day and found a couple books that made me think about what I wanted to do with the limited amount of time that I have. One of them is to put together two collected volumes of work one related to essays on, ?The Normative Game,? and the collection of writings associated with moving toward a ?Functional Utopia.? These two volumes of work are the central bodies of work that have interested me and where I have spent a majority of my time. Perhaps when those two volumes are completed a third volume will be made available related to my fiction writing.
Volume One: Theory of social choice and preference, ?The Normative Game.?
Volume Two: Theory on the future of society, ?Functional Utopia.?
Volume Three: Fiction Short & Long Stories
What do I really know about what I should be doing? I guess I have been given this small window of time to go ahead and write down and research my general theories. I am always being challenged on why I want to move forward and why I do not believe in allowing the Normative Game to control my actions. I say why be average, in thought or action, I have no need for upholding social value for the basis of acceptance. I accept myself and in that rational I am not beholden to others for the value of my own perception.

Do not microwave coffee

Sunday, September 21, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Well I could not sleep last night and I was not able to for a very specific reason and perhaps it was because of my new coffee addiction? Who knows but when I woke up this morning at 9:30 to go back to work on my midterms I brewed another 8 cups of coffee. This whole coffee conspiracy is getting to me what does it all mean, and why does it all matter? I need to know some things like what is the best coffee to drink what are your thoughts on this coffee issue? What kind of coffee should I buy? How fast does it go bad? GJOE says you cannot microwave it, but being the rebel that I am I did and it was fine?
thenormativegame (11:23:45 PM): yes, coffee, damn it, i have had 5 cups since 11, i think I am going to never sleep again
SuperGJoe (11:24:42 PM): go down to the Bourgeois Pig and get a pound of “Black Magic” coffee. It’s the finest coffee I’ve ever poured into my body.
thenormativegame (11:25:43 PM): really?\
thenormativegame (11:25:51 PM): i will if you say it is that good
SuperGJoe (11:26:17 PM): maybe you won’t like it. Go down there and have a cup. They usually have it on hand at all times. Nels, I should have 100K within the week
thenormativegame (11:32:58 PM): wow
thenormativegame (11:33:07 PM): you finally going to have the gjoe100k Extravaganza
thenormativegame (11:43:00 PM): oh dear
thenormativegame (11:43:03 PM): damn coffee
thenormativegame (11:43:06 PM): i had to microwave it
thenormativegame (11:43:11 PM): it gets cold and tastes worse
SuperGJoe (11:43:28 PM): yes
SuperGJoe (11:43:31 PM): such is the nature of coffee.
SuperGJoe (11:43:46 PM): and its considered a coffee injustice to revive coffee in a microwave.
thenormativegame (11:44:41 PM): really?
thenormativegame (11:44:45 PM): what am i supposed to do with it
SuperGJoe (11:44:51 PM): garbage.
thenormativegame (11:47:07 PM): no shit
thenormativegame (11:47:13 PM): and just make more?
SuperGJoe (11:47:14 PM): yeah.
thenormativegame (11:47:22 PM): why does the microwave hurt it
SuperGJoe (11:47:23 PM): it’s a Maxwell House Conspiracy.
SuperGJoe (11:47:34 PM): I don’t know. These things are bigger than you and me.

Reflective Essay

Monday, September 15, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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If I said that I had never felt lost that would be a lie, at times I have no idea what I am looking for or why I everyday I try to accomplish a little more than the day before. It is hard to remember when the beginning started or what it was that led me down this path torn between being a technology focused life and a life of public service. In the end it is a simplistic choice to better a smaller community of technological elite for my own benefit or spend time writing on the subject of technology within a perspective of the public mind. I guess I am just scared that I will at some point loose focus and begin to work on a technology related project that consumes me.
I guess I have broken down a little bit because of the fact that I am considering releasing my compression system on this webpage. It is something that maybe I just need to get rid of to be happy so that I do not have the excuse of working on it and spending every bit of extra free time working on it. That is the real reason perhaps it is a selfish reason to publicly release it but who knows. I am always paranoid and I guess the idea is why not tell everybody as the same time that way it is not a secret.

Static Language

Wednesday, September 10, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Formation and rational thought on the issues of static language related to the idea of change over time. In the end does the writer matter to the nature of the idea or does the idea supercede in terms of value and become the point that accelerates toward critical mass. Some individuals view language as strict and ridged which cause them to view each sentence and word as an object containing value rather than the totality of the work containing meaning. This results in a quandary for the reader is it more important to simply understand the argument and the general meaning or is it more important to focus on the mechanical process? For some the answer is that focusing on the mechanical values of is easier it is simplistic and allows the social animal to read and perceive the words as part of a bigger structure rather than an argument within that structure.
Perhaps it is time to announce that the material has inherent value and it is what is left to history the writer is a passing arbiter of ideas and not in the end perhaps only a vessel of presentation. Readers who become so over focused on the mechanical values of language are missing the point in the future it will not matter what values of mechanics are used because they change over the years. Language did not spontaneously form it has evolved and it changes over time it is a dynamic set of values that can be molded even within this presentation of prose. That means that in the end history is the final arbiter of literary work not the value of its mechanical development.
Words do not mean the same thing to every individual reader in fact the interpretation of language can result in all sort of different measures of presentation. That means that perhaps writing more might not be just simply more it might be the lynchpin to future understand since the value of language might change to the point where without a full and complete history and understanding of an issue a point of reference could never be created. In fact as a reader it is sometimes easier to create an interpretation of an idea rather than trying to interoperate and define the position that is being read.

Rethinking Weblogs

Tuesday, September 9, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Yet again Rhetorica says it best, so much of Weblog management is sticking to it. Several former Weblog managers have told me that they felt an awesome sense of responsibility to be witty and insightful on a daily basis. In fact this sense of reasonability was so gripping that at least one Blogger that I know actually gave up. What makes it difficult for me to keep up with my Weblog is that I have found that the more personal the information I write the more people will comment on it.
It always seems that when I write about philosophy or theory nobody ever comments. What draws my pen to paper is the ability to unlock my imagination and allow my thoughts to spill out of my head and on to paper. I guess it is about not having to remember it all anymore and being able to write it down seems to give me the ability to think about something else. That is what drives me forward the ability to think about issues then set them down and be able to pick them up later to rethink what was going on and address my normative bias. Sartre says, ?A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.? (Jean-Paul Sartre?s Existentialism and Human Emotions Page 29)
What I have always wanted to do was run a Weblog that was simply my theory and thoughts on anything and everything. I have never figured out a good way to present the various novels that I have written in Weblog form in that way I am not a good Weblog Manager. I guess I have not figured out how to setup a design that will allow presentation of my content. This is a problem that I have been working on for the longest time. I had some time to think about this today in class. Back in 1998 or 1997 I do not remember I ran a News driven Weblog that eventually turned into a press politics type publication, then in 2000 it turned into a repository of my thoughts and ideas that was put simply just static content in no particular order. Then at the beginning of this year or so I decided to go ahead and breakdown and build a Movable Type driven full fledged Weblog. Which has increased my range of hits. I guess it is a good way to go and now I am just trying to deal with the structural problems associated with information delivery.
Well to follow the pattern of a true Nelsian thought I must go rethink what I am doing?

the little things

Monday, September 8, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Yes it is 9:26am and I am in a Campus Computer Lab on a Friday Morning?
It always seems like the more that needs to get done the more compelling the reasons to take a break are. I have come to realize that even five minutes in the middle of a huge project can be refreshing but when I have nothing to do taking a five hour break does not derive as much satisfaction. Today I programmed the alarm clock for 7am to be ready for an SPSS statistics seminar at 9:30am on campus and being the rebellious youth that I am I decided to go ahead and push that back to 8am and I did not go back to bed for that hour I just sat back and thought about the world and enjoyed some personnel introspection time that I used to reflect on my last few days.
What is it about taking time truly for ourselves that becomes so difficult as we get older perhaps it is the ability to put things down that hampers us. Or maybe it is the idea of responsibility to get things done and that if at some point we do not get things done and loose the reputation for getting things done that would be the end of things. Perhaps this is a stream of logic that is hard to follow or perhaps it is one that was not meant to be followed at and in the end I always seems to feel that perhaps I over think things. What does it take to get things done? Well my motto has always been, ?If it is worth doing it is done.? That motto has served me well over the years things that are important to ourselves and to others should be accomplished it is perhaps not in the big issues that we find ourselves struggling.
It is a perspective that rewarding ourselves for getting things done that normally would never have been accomplish the little things that make a difference. While it is important to overcome large challenges they are almost always expected and with regard to that idea I take more solace in accomplishing the little things that were difficult than just following the path of the larger things that fall into place. Perhaps this view is simplistic but it is functional in terms of realizing that it is a series of little steps that put the large ones into place and getting something that accomplished that was considered impossible or unrealistic, or just plain unreasonable means that little victory should be celebrated more than a huge success.
This is not large celebration for show at a convention center or an acceptance speech this is a simple individual celebration that requires nothing more than personal acknowledgement. I have always found it is the small personal victories that keep me motivated to strive and look forward.

the basics of trust

Sunday, September 7, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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i used to believe in trust
the idea of predictability
but at this moment in time
i just do not know
i used to believe in people
that they are basically good
right now I just think
that people are strange
are we moving forward
is there really a place to go
is this as good as it gets
will we find an acceptable future

What do you think are the top five-breakup excuses?

Saturday, September 6, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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1. You are to busy for me
2. We just are not working
3. I like you better as a friend
4. I don?t want to hurt you
5. I have found someone else
(Courtesy of an Internet friend)

Do we ever really look at others like we look at ourselves?

Thursday, September 4, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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Do we notice those subtle changes in others
Like we notice subtle changes in ourselves
Can we ever really see what is changing
Are we there to be able to see all the sides
Perspective is diminished from lack of exposure

Sartre on deterministic excuses

Saturday, August 30, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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I had a chance to read Jean-Paul Sartre?s Existentialism and Human Emotions, which provided an interesting looking into existentialism. Sartre says, ?A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.? (Sartre 29) Those words resonated with me more than I care to admit as I pondered the ideas surrounding accomplishment and failure, and what is failure after all if it is not the information that could have been presented in the form of a contribution that was lost either from lack of will to put pen to paper or a fundamental conflict with being articulate.
The idea that there is nothing outside of the impression that is made on the world is powerful idea that separates personal gratification from social creation and in that guise builds a stream of logic that identifies some parts of effort as more important than others. I am not sure if I needed to hear those words or if they just made my consciousness fell better about where I am going in life.
?Therefore, in the name of this will for freedom, which freedom itself implies, I may pass judgment on those who seek to hide from themselves the complete arbitrariness and the compete freedom of there existence. Those who hid their compete freedom from themselves out of a spirit of seriousness or by means of deterministic excuses, I shall call cowards; those who try to show that their existence was necessary, when it is the very contingency of man?s appearance on earth, I shall call stinkers. But cowards or stinkers can be judged only from a strictly unbiased point of view.? (Sartre 46-47)
That paragraph from Sartre deserves a thousand quality words but I lack the stomach to explain so much in so few words. Being able to define those words in terms of two important ideas that the social animal cannot use deterministic excuses or fatalism to define themselves wrapped in a blanket of history without rethinking the world is an important part of separating the real idea from the abstract argument. However, Sartre also has the forethought to check back the excuse of necessity in terms of design, which is important to breaking down a series of potential arguments before they ever develop. Perhaps I will have the time tomorrow to define a theory I am working on which has to do with bias and race relations.

Short Story Information Gnomes

Friday, August 29, 2003 at 5:43 PM
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They scurried along the floor looking for something that they could use something that they could bring back and see for what it really was. Everything in the end was something they would eventually have. Knowing that information was something that they had to know about because it was the basis of value it was in the end information. It was what they did a duty they had to fulfill otherwise the others would not accept them. I can remember that morning when I was in an insomnia driven daze and I caught a glimpse of what had to be something very strange. An odd little creature riffling through my papers and playing with books. Could it really have been one of the gnomes that I had only dreamed about? One of those depraved little creatures that had only one purpose to seek out and steal every little bit of information that they could possibly find and to deliver that to the rest of the Information gnomes.

These angry little creatures were the bane of my existence they stole information for what reason to have it and make sure that it never saw the light of day ever again. It was only information that was secret that they enjoyed public information was nothing to them it just did not matter. Secrets were so much better to the little information gnomes. They were a complex network of creatures that identified those who were in there eyes the keeps of original though and they visited them from time to time to take from them the ideas that could be shared with the world. These information gnomes were sneaky little creatures that prided themselves on what they had been doing for centuries.

Think about it in terms of what could have been if these little gnomes had not stolen the information that would have been shared with the masses what could have been done? Had they stolen the keys to the future by breaking apart the past into bits and pieces destroying the legacy of the greatest thinks by making there work incomplete and keeping the best ideas for themselves. Society has persevered with a great loss but what could be done to turn the tide and take back these ideas for the betterment of society. Would the world really be forever changed without the potential for advancement? What is social loss without some kind of personal gain? It is tragic and avoidable if only there was a way to manage the information gnomes and if it would be possible to regain all of the lost information, the world would be changed forever.

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