The Federal Register sounds really exciting, but its just a big bunch of papers like anything else.
I had a dream two nights ago about two people with psychic powers: One was telepathic and the other could Mesmer/Jedi Mind Trick. The later was in corporate sales for a vendor to a very large corporation which had hired the former as a commercial manager/contracts administrator. The dream is about the struggle between the two. It looks at first that the Mesmer has a huge advantage because he has the ability to take positive action. Soon it becomes clear, however, that when all you can do is assert opinions upon minds without knowing what part of the mind is unaffected, you are vunerable - a blind person with a gun.
The scales start to balance the Mesmer learns to read minds in the ordinary manner of merely being observant. This is harder than it sounds having the psychic ability to change peoples' minds tends to make one a bit; oh shall we say ... pushy and narcisistic? Yes. Let's say that. The dude is pushy and narcisistic but learns to become more astute in reading people's cues and in the process becomes less heavy-handed with the use of his psychic power. The telepath meanwhile uses his power to become extremely persuasive in the ordinary way of telling people exactly what they need to hear. This is similiarly quite difficult because being telepathic means understanding exactly what people think about you and everything else, which can be ugly but mostly is irrevelant.
Ultimately the two join forces or maybe they destroy each other. Its not clear which happens. Its hard to explain but it amounts to a set of circumstances happening which can be interpreted either as unification or mutual annihilation.
Anyhow, that was two nights ago. Last night I dreamed that there were two agencies departments - one could only make rules and the other could only adjudicate and yet this was never a problem and the justices always gave the agency deferrence.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants