Why Libya matters to you

Libya, like Rwanda, is a country of peoples bound by tribal loyalties.  Individuals define themselves first by their tribe and then by country.  Political interests have historically leveraged tribal loyalty, providing one tribe with funds, arms and a mission to successfully defeat conflicting interests. 

Ostensibly you don’t care about the political interests and tribes of Libya.  But you must.  A conflict fueled by politics and led by one well armed tribe against all other tribal people has in the past resulted in horrific tragedy. 

You care about Libya as exampled by one boy, a victim in Rwanda.

Jean-Marie Mugabo was ten years old, living in Nyanza, in a southern province of Rwanda.

It's Never Too Early to Start Planning for April Fool's Day

If you are unclear about the rules of folly on April 1st, I will give you a brief primer.

The morning of April 1, 2011, all bets are off and the game is on (you can use any cliche you want here).  Any prank that does not induce pain, harm or maim a person, place or thing, is fair game.  If you want to know more than that, wait until April Fool's Day and I will write an extensive historical background on the holiday (that will be part of a prank so be smart enough not to believe it but definitely tell other people to read it).

One Couple's Eyewitness Account of New Zealand Earthquake

Tim
It was Tuesday the 22nd and I was on board an Air New Zealand flight from Dunedin into ChristChurch. We were scheduled to land in ChristChurch at 1:00pm. We were coming in for landing at approximately 12:50 when the pilot announced “Folks, I don’t know what to say, but we’ve lost contact with air traffic control. We’ve been trying for several minutes, I don’t know what to say but we’re turning around and going back to Dunedin.” I was in an aisle seat towards the front of the plane so I could see the flight attendants and they seemed as confused as the passengers. The people in the row behind me were trying to figure out if there was something wrong with the plane.

In a few minutes the pilot came back on and said “Uh folks, apparently the reason we lost contact in ChristChurch is that there has been a big earthquake. I don’t have any more information than that, but we’re returning to Dunedin.” Throughout the plane there was an audible gasp. The flight was short and when we began our descent into Dunedin, people were turning on their cell phones and calling their families. Others were on their phones searching for news about the earthquake.