Good Morning Ladies & Gentlemen! Happy Wednesday Digital Neighbors & Friends! A few quotes from Madam Curie. A bit about her before pondering the quotes.
Marie Salomea Skłodowska Curie; born Maria Salomea Skłodowska, Polish: 7 November 1867 – 4 July 1934) was a Polish and naturalized-French physicist and chemist who conducted pioneering research on radioactivity. She was the first woman to win a Nobel Prize, the first person and the only woman to win the Nobel Prize twice, and the only person to win the Nobel Prize in two scientific fields. Her husband, Pierre Curie, was a co-winner on her first Nobel Prize, making them the first ever married couple to win the Nobel Prize and launching the Curie family legacy of five Nobel Prizes.
5 Noble prizes in one family???? Some people have all the talent! Off to the quotes from this great scientists and woman.
Be less curious about people and more curious about ideas.
Can anything define our age as different from preceding ages, we are more obsessed about people, the gossipy part of humanity, the superficial parts of personality, the Fascistbook parade of a life filled mainly thinking about one's self and hoping others might notice? I know, too Curmudgeony. There was a lot of good on FB on the early days, seeing family photos was a real joy and keeping up with family & friends is a good. The politicization of life, the religion of many, corrupts everything it touches when your politics have become toxic and divisive. The bigger the government the smaller the citizen.
Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.
Attributed to many people, often Eleanor Roosevelt these days. According to Quote Investigator: In conclusion, Henry Thomas Buckle was the originator of the three-part maxim published in 1901. He was building on earlier guidelines about desirable forms of conversation. After 1901 the statement evolved, and the category “things” was changed to “events” in the most common modern version. James H. Halsey and Hyman G. Rickover employed instances of the adage but did not craft it. The connection to Eleanor Roosevelt was spurious.
Back to Madam Curie😁
You cannot hope to build a better world without improving the individuals. To that end, each of us must work for our own improvement and, at the same time, share a general responsibility for all humanity, our particular duty being to aid those to whom we think can be most useful.
Before there was Peterson and making your bed, there was Marie Curie and her wise and common sense approach to life. In an age of profound selfishness, being a selfless person is not easy. Users rarely set limits, givers need to set limits. Some of my closest friends are a bit misanthropic and don't have much to say about the current chapter of humanity. I tend to be the opposite without being too Polly Annie-ish. I am hopeful in every person I meet, I am careful when & where I meet them. The setting of the encounters often determines quality of the encounter. Random encounters with humanity varies, check your charts and make your rolls.
Scientists believe in things, not in persons.
Fauci. Or perhaps your patron saint of science is part of a pantheon like the CDC or WHO. Either way, the cult of personality and the cult of science are like any cult - DANGEROUS. Characteristic of cults are many. Here are a few shifted from some Duck Duck a going!
The group displays an excessively zealous and unquestioning commitment to its leader, and (whether he is alive or dead) regards his belief system, ideology, and practices as the Truth, as law.
Questioning, doubt, and dissent are discouraged or even punished.
More found here
http://cultresearch.org/help/characteristics-associated-with-cults/
As we have often talked about in Coffee Talk and at Padre's, science vs "The Science" are two different things. Too many have abandoned science and its relentless questioning, doubts and pursuit of understanding the whatness of their endeavor. THES SCIENCE - as we have all heard is settled. Questioning THE SCIENCE makes you a proponent of misinformation, the latest sin in the ever growing lexicon of public offenses as determined by the CABAL. Love science, detest The Science. As the great Madam says - science believes in things, not in persons. Have a great Wednesday my friends!
Somewhere in Norway was this beautiful sunrise.
Today marks the three hundred and thirtieth birthday of the Frenchman François-Marie Arouet, better known by his nom de plume, Voltaire (1694-1778).
Born into a bourgeois family during the reign of Louis XIV, the “Sun King” (r. 1643-1715), Voltaire suffered tragedy at a young age when his mother died. Never close with his father or brother, Voltaire exhibited a rebellious attitude toward authority from his youth. His brilliant mind was fostered in the care of the Society of Jesus, who introduced him to the joys of literature and theater. Despite his later criticisms against the Church, Voltaire, throughout his life, fondly recalled his dedicated Jesuit teachers.
Although he spent time as a civil servant in the French embassy to the Hague, Voltaire’s main love was writing—an endeavor where he excelled in various genres, including poetry, which led to his appointment as the royal court poet for King Louis XV. Widely recognized as one of the greatest French writers, and even hyperbolically referred to by ...
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XIII
The Proud Minister
One day there came into the Garden a man in torn clothes badly bruised and cut, who said to the Lover, “In the name of the Beloved I demand your help.”
So the Lover and the Disciple let him in and dressed his wounds and prepared the best of the vegetables from the Garden for him to eat. When his wounds had been dressed and he had eaten and rested the Lover asked him how he had fallen into this plight, to which the man replied, “I was Minister of the Beloved in a city near this place, where I preached His gospel and expounded His doctrine to the people. I pointed out to them how their sins had made them wholly hateful to the Beloved and how therefore they were utterly beyond the range of His love and He would condemn them to eternal torments, whereon some fell into despair and wept bitterly but many were angry. One day the magistrates called me before them and begged me to leave the city and preach elsewhere for they said I had made many people so angry and desperate that they feared there might be a riot and they might not be able to protect me but that I might suffer some injury. I, however, very zealous for the Beloved and believing that the magistrates only feared that their own sins might be proclaimed, preached the more vehemently, denounced the magistrates and made it abundantly clear that the whole wicked city was foredoomed to eternal punishment by the just provision of the Beloved. Whereon a mob, stirred up no doubt by the corrupt and venal magistrates, fell upon me with sticks and stones, nearly killing me and driving me out of the city in the state in which I came to you.”
“My friend,” said the Lover, “this was not a good deed of yours, for besides denying the unfathomable compassion of the Beloved, you have by your obstinacy caused these people to commit a grievous sin, and this cannot be pleasing to the Beloved, that through you who profess to be His minister the people should become worse. Surely you remember that He Himself said, ‘If they persecute you in one city flee to another.’”
Therefore the man was very angry, and cursing the Lover, said, “I see that I have had a very false report of you and I do not believe that you are a servant of the Beloved at all. When I came to you so injured for the Beloved’s sake you set before me only herbs and fruits although the garden is full of birds which you could have killed to make me a worthy meal. I shall proclaim everywhere that you are no true servant of the Beloved but a mere falterer who dares not suffer in the cause of the Beloved. Be sure that you are foreordained to eternal torments who suffer nothing here.”
For the man was so blinded by his own pride that he could not perceive the scars on the hands and feet and the brows of the Lover nor how the cloth beneath the armpits of his tunic was dyed with a red dye. So he went out of the Garden cursing and shouting.
But the Lover looked sad and said, “A man like this does much harm to the cause of the Beloved, for by thus speaking falsely about the Beloved he may bring men to fear Him but none to love Him, and by love alone can any man approach the Beloved.”
