It seems at times we never learn
We light the fires and watch them burn
We feel the pain the victims feel
But flat deny the sex appeal
Of front-row seats to agony
That we keep tuning in to see
It’s sad to say we crave the fires
That satisfy our dark desires

It’s sad to say we bow our heads
To empty men on empty quests
Who steal the gold and buy the power
Then broadcast to us every hour
That everything will be just fine
As long as we just stay in line
So we don’t mind the things they do
As long as it’s not to me or you

It’s sad to say, it’s sad to say
Yeah it’s sad to say, so sad to say
That we don’t learn
We just don’t learn
No, we don’t learn

It seems at times we worship gods
Who’d have us die for worthless causes
Text your friends and Tweet your list
About the sale you almost missed
Describe the prize that’s in your hands
But don’t admit you don’t understand
The emptiness that gnaws inside
You swore this one would satisfy

It seems at times we learn the most
When we’re down to our one last hope
One last chance to make things right
To bare your soul with all your might
Confess your crimes, confess your sins
Tell her what a fool you’ve been
Then wait for her to make the move
‘Cause you’ve made her the judge of you

It’s sad to say, it’s sad to say
Yeah it’s sad to say, so sad to say
That we don’t learn
We just don’t learn
No, we don’t learn

©2010 Van Clayton Powel



More of a concern for any business using Facebook. But interesting nonetheless.


After air and water, sand is the most used commodity in the world.
Sand Wars Documentary

The world as we know it would stop functioning without it – no glass, no highways, no computer chips, no concrete buildings, etc.  And due to greed and sand’s value, it is quickly disappearing.

I’d never even given it a thought previous to seeing a brilliant documentary film on Knowledge Network last night. More here:


Not sure of the source or accuracy of this anecdote, but it’s rich none the less.


When Mahatma Gandhi was studying law at the University College of London, a professor whose last name was Peters, disliked him intensely and always displayed animosity toward him.

Also, because Gandhi never lowered his head when addressing him as he expected, there were always “arguments” and confrontations.

One day, Mr. Peters was having lunch at the dining room of the University, and Gandhi came along with his tray and sat next to the professor.

The professor said,”Mr Gandhi, you do not understand. A pig and a bird do not sit together to eat.”

Gandhi looked at him as a parent would a rude child and calmly replied, “You do not worry professor. I’ll fly away,” and he went and sat at another table.

Mr. Peters, reddened with rage, decided to take revenge on the next test paper, but Gandhi responded brilliantly to all questions.

Mr. Peters, unhappy and frustrated, asked him the following question: “Mr Gandhi, if you were walking down the street and found a package, and within was a bag of wisdom and another bag with a lot of money, which one would you take?”

Without hesitating, Gandhi responded, “The one with the money, of course.”

Mr. Peters, smiling sarcastically said, “I, in your place, would have taken the wisdom.”

Gandhi shrugged indifferently and responded, “Each one takes what he doesn’t have.”

Mr. Peters, by this time was fit to be tied. So great was his anger that he wrote on Gandhi’s exam sheet the word “idiot” and gave it to Gandhi.

Gandhi took the exam sheet and sat down at his desk, trying very hard to remain calm while he contemplated his next move.

A few minutes later, Gandhi got up, went to the professor and said to him in a dignified but sarcastically polite tone, “Mr. Peters, you autographed the sheet, but you did not give me the grade.”


Aldous Huxley’s view of the future (i.e. now) from 1958:
Aldous Huxley quote sm

“All the traditional names, all the hallowed slogans will remain exactly what they were in the good old days. Democracy and freedom will be the theme of every broadcast and editorialbut Democracy and freedom in a strictly Pickwickian sense. Meanwhile the ruling oligarchy and its highly trained elite of soldiers, policemen, thought-manufacturers and mind-manipulators will quietly run the show as they see fit.
– Aldous Huxley, Brave New World Revisited, published 1958