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  • Harold shared from 1491 (Second Edition): New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus (Vintage) by Charles C. Mann
    recently discovered drawing etched onto a gourd (left) has led some researchers to posit that the fanged Staff God was a central figure in an Andean religious tradition that lasted almost four thousand years.
  • Harold shared from The Second Machine Age: Work, Progress, and Prosperity in a Time of Brilliant Technologies by Erik Brynjolfsson, Andrew McAfee
    We predict that people who are good at idea creation will continue to have a comparative advantage over digital labor for some time to come, and will find themselves in demand. In other words, we believe that employers now and for some time to come will, when looking for talent, follow the advice attributed to the Enlightenment sage Voltaire: “Judge a man by his questions, not his answers.”6
  • Harold shared from The Second Machine Age: Work, Progress, and Prosperity in a Time of Brilliant Technologies by Erik Brynjolfsson, Andrew McAfee
    “Technology is a gift of God. After the gift of life it is perhaps the greatest of God’s gifts. It is the mother of civilizations, of arts and of sciences.” —Freeman Dyson
  • Harold shared from Under the Dome: A Novel by Stephen King
    The chuck got that far in his thoughts—and another three waddling steps—although he had been cut in two. Then he fell apart on the edge of the road. Blood squirted and pumped; guts tumbled into the dirt; his rear legs kicked rapidly twice, then stopped. His last thought before the darkness that comes to us all, chucks and humans alike: What happened?
    Note: Get ready for CBS Under The Dome TV series this month.
  • Harold shared from Pirate Alley: A Novel by Stephen Coonts
    Grafton sighed. “You have a restroom?” Noon smiled and gestured grandly. “All of Africa is your urinal, sir. If you have other ideas, you might try the brush behind the building. Other people have been there before you, so watch where you step.” “Welcome to Somalia,” I muttered