Iceberg boat

MV Explorer hits iceberg and sinks. Good pictures. Luckily everyone out OK.

Can we have dichotomies again?

Hell, it's been a long time. Just been busy with life I guess.
A couple of main themes. I got back in touch with my best mate from long back, the only person who knows me back from my real drongo days, even before I got to Amsterdam. He knows that side of me better than anybody I'd reckon. And then, at the same time, I'm out interviewing for work as the "young" executive dressed in my Hugo Boss suit and talking with the arrogance of the rich.
Now, this isn't the obvious split personality shit. Work tends to be putting on a front no matter what. If you're in charge of stuff, there's more expectations on you fulfilling a certain behaviour. I'm actually quite good at going against that, but they won't know till they've hired me ;-)
Still, doesn't mean I wouldn't prefer to be monged out at a Subs gig. Fact is though that I'm wanting to play with the big boys, cos I still want to change the world. I don't want to gather power to myself, but I do want to be familiar with power, know how it works and see how to bring it down.
Of course, real power is the sort my old mate has. But that's a whole different ball game: when the magic and real meaning takes over, the superficial bullshit of culture fades and we know that it's all just a ride.
So, Sint arrived today. And Sven Kramer rode the most amazing world record.
Balance.