"me no big chief …

anthropomorphic
pron: AHD: ăn’thrə-pə-môr′fĭk
having the form of a man

ASIMO
an acronym for
“Advanced Step in Innovative MObility”

is a humanoid robot
created by Honda Motor Company.
height: 130 centimeters (4 feet 3 inches)
weight: 52 kilograms (119 lbs.),
resembling a small astronaut with a backpack
it can walk on two feet in a manner
resembling human locomotion
at a speed up to 6 km/h (3.7 mph).

A humanoid robot
is a robot whose appearance
is based on that of the human body.
They have a torso with a head,
two arms and two legs, and
may have a ‘face’, with ‘eyes’ and ‘mouth’.

Androids resemble a male human,
Gynoids are built to resemble a human female.
Actroid are humanoid robot with strong graphic human-likeness.

ASIMO is the current model
in a line of eleven that began in 1986 with E0.

Should we consider these as eleven separate ‘creations’
or is the robot ‘evolving’ into more ‘intelligent’ forms.

If us humans, organic beings,
still in our infancy of science and technology
can create an “inorganic being” which can perform desired tasks
in unstructured environments and without continuous human guidance.

Is it just possible,
that somewhere in this infinite universe,
13.7 billion (1.37 × 1010) years from the time of the Big Bang
there are some ‘forms’ organic or inorganic or unknown otherwise
that may have the capabilities to create with materials we know as organic?
What if we were also created to resemble the body forms of our creators,
just like our own humanoid and actroid creations?

Was Adam such a creation?
Was Eve genetically tweaked ‘clone‘ from cells taken from his rib.

Created from stardust, then are we too of alien origin?

Did our alien ancestors land and settled in Africa, and gradually spread?
Is that why mitochondrial population genetics, maps the early human migrations
originating from only one single continent?

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what ifs?

are the results of an idle mind drifting laterally
from and along the thoughts and beliefs of the norm, cannot be proved, cannot be disproved either – littleindian

My mind ran away without me knowing.

At 70mph
on a motorway
driving back home
auto pilot switches on.
Staring at the tail lights
matching speed for speed
keeping 1.5 seconds behind
any vehicle immediately in front.

Playing a disc that never gets changed,
to always listen to the lyrics of a Mr Bob Dylan
and then not hearing as my mind starts to drift

Reflecting on the past, on my past
my own journey more than half done.
Many failures, few successes, but no regrets,
No regrets! No, for I know I have given it my best shot.
I have played fair, never bowed down, never hung my head in shame.

To all you young ladies and gentlemen
just starting on your own journeys, I wish you these lyrics of Mr Bob Dylan.

Forever Young – Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young.

Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

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…the illegal trade in human organs.

Illegal Organ Business Booms

On July 17, 2004, the Scientific and Technology Museum of Taiwan held an exhibition of human anatomy. At the exhibition, all the human bodies and organs on display were provided by the Medical Association of China. Prior to the exhibition it was alleged that some of the bodies and organs were illegally obtained from executed Chinese prisoners.

It’s no secret in China that Chinese policemen, judges, and doctors work together to steal organs from corpses of dead criminals.

The trade in human organs is now a profitable venture in China. Foreigners from Southeast Asia, Taiwan or even Canada seek kidney transplants in China where Shanghai has become the main center for organ transplants. According to reliable sources within the Shanghai Police department, some police officers are conspiring with greedy doctors to sell the organs of dead prisoners for large sums of money.

Just a few days ago,
I was told transplant surgery
was a major break through, and as a result
people are living longer; makes the world a better place.

My criticism of organ transplants was
likened to taking civilisation back a “million years”
to the times of prehistoric cave dwelling ancestors.
Sadly the blogger has deleted both our comments since.

Today I read this. Organ Trade Thrives in Indian Slums.

Jogesh Amalorpavanathan, the organ transplant coordinator at the public Central Hospital in Chennai, is only too familiar with the situation. He explains that the illegal organ trade only works because of the well-rehearsed cooperation between crafty money lenders, dubious middlemen and corruptible state employees.

Not entirely an honest statement Mr Amalorpavanathan,
no illegal trade can exist, unless unscrupulous doctors themselves are involved.
It is not a DIY job, only a highly trained surgeon with a specialised team can do it.

“We know an organized organ trade exists,” says C. Ravindranath, the former chairman of the Authorization Committee. “It’s just that we can’t prove it.”

Mr Ravindranath
you are not trying hard enough.
or maybe you are turning a blind eye.
Transplant surgery is not a minor operation
that can be performed on a kitchen table with a bread knife.
Authorities only have to look into the expensive private hospitals for evidence.

And there is more…Indian police probe kidney sales by tsunami victims

CHENNAI, India (Reuters) – Police in southern India say they have uncovered evidence of illegal trade in kidneys sold by poor fishermen and their families whose livelihoods were destroyed by the Indian Ocean tsunami two years ago.

Community leaders in Eranavoor village, just north of Chennai, admitted that about 100 people, mostly women, have sold their kidneys for 40,000-60,000 rupees ($900-$1,350) since the December 26, 2004, disaster.

And more…Organ Trafficking in Eastern Europe

Organ harvesting operations flourish in Turkey, in central Europe, mainly in the Czech Republic, and in the Caucasus, mainly in Georgia. They operate on Turkish, Moldovan, Russian, Ukrainian, Belarusian, Romanian, Bosnian, Kosovar, Macedonian, Albanian and assorted east European donors.

They remove kidneys, lungs, pieces of liver, even corneas, bones, tendons, heart valves, skin and other sellable human bits. The organs are kept in cold storage and air lifted to illegal distribution centers in the United States, Germany, Scandinavia, the United Kingdom, Israel, South Africa, and other rich, industrialized locales. It gives “brain drain” a new, spine chilling, meaning.

Organ trafficking has become an international trade. It involves Indian, Thai, Philippine, Brazilian, Turkish and Israeli doctors who scour the Balkan and other destitute regions for tissues. The Washington Post reported, in November 2002, that in a single village in Moldova, 14 out of 40 men were reduced by penury to selling body parts.

Why can’t we accept some terminal illnesses as incurable?
Why can’t we accept death as an uncheatable inevitability for every single one of us?

Makes me reiterate my question,
why do we need this form of treatment
prolonging life only by a few years or maybe a few months
where only the recipients benefits at the expense of the donors?

Where the recipients wait patiently like a vulture, ‘praying’
for another human to die so that they can live for just a few years more.

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After
years of planning
hmming and haaaing
sacrificing and saving…

they are up at last
smiling up at the sun
gleaming fresh and shining
happy to generate clean electricity.

It is said,
almost half of the UK’s carbon dioxide emissions come
from energy we use every day – at home and when we travel.
By saving energy we can all help prevent climate change.

Solar PV (photovoltaic)
uses energy from the sun
to create electricity to run appliances and lighting.
PV cells requires only daylight, and not direct sunlight
and so can still generate some power even on a cloudy day.

PV systems produce no greenhouse gases,
each kWp of electricity generated can save
approximately 325kg of carbon dioxide emissions per year,
adding up to about 8 tonnes over a system’s functional lifetime.

These panels
now fully wired in
are adding power to the national grid.
Just a tiny step, to leave behind a slightly smaller carbon footprint.

Last time I looked at them panels,
I swear I saw them wink down at me.

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We
talk,
argue,
we deny
the damage, the destruction
being done to our environment.

There are
learned people on
either side of the debate,
some honest some dishonest
who cannot come to a consensus.

And all the while the destruction keeps going on, reminding me these lines
“…don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got, till it’s gone…”

from a song by Joni Mitchell,
a singer, songwriter and painter from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada.

Big yellow taxi – joni mitchell

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot

Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot

They took all the trees put ’em in a tree museum
And they charged the people a dollar and a half just to see ’em

Hey farmer farmer put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees
Please!

Late last night I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi took away my old man.

The song was first released as a single in 1970,
and then was put on the album Ladies of the Canyon.

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