Istraživanje End of Year Survey 2014. Primjerice, 70% ljudi globalno kažu da su zadovoljni svojim životima, porast sa 60% prošle godine.
Britanci su se pak danas raspisali o tome kako je Velika Britanija među najmanje religioznim zemljama na svijetu: samo 30% su vjernici!
“Jean-Marc Leger, President of WIN/Gallup International Association, said: “Whilst the outlook for the world’s economy remains unpredictable our happiness refuses to wane and remains high across the globe. This year’s survey also highlights that people across the world are increasingly optimistic and believe that 2015 is set to be a good year.”
From a global perspective, the survey shows that approximately half (53%) of those asked about 2015 think it will be better than 2014, up by 5% from last year. The number of those who think it will be worse has dropped by 5% to 15%.”
Najpesimističnije zemlje u Eruopi su Srbija, Grčka, Francuska i Belgija. Valjda zato jer Hrvatska nije bila istraživana.
Kako smo došli do toga da od zemlje beskonačnih mogućnosti dođemo do zemlje gdje sitni rentijeri plješću Pikettyju ‘jer svijet propada, a Mali Marx će nam dati nadu u bolje sutra, evo Cipras samo što nije Grke uveo u utopiju‘?
I da li zaista mislim da nam o PRAVOJ budućnosti čovječanstva može govoriti čovjek koji mlati žene (fuuuuuj!), sadašnja francuska ministrica kulture je bila njegova žrtva.
Stariji članak iz Francuske: ovdje.
Ti revouliconarai često imaju neke karakterne probleme, ovo niže je iz odlične knjige Grand Pursuit: The Story of Economic Genius, koja je napisala i A Beautiful Mind: Genius and Schizophrenia in the Life of John Nash, vjerojatno ste gledali film koji je snimljen po knjizi. Ovo na početku je iz izvještaja pruskog špijuna, ali ne – nisu ga špijunirali zbog ‘socijalizma’, nego zbog vrijeđanja cara, zbog čega je i bio protjeran iz Francuske i otišao u Englesku koju je mrzio. Bio je malo više promatran jer je bio Engelsova ekstenzija, koji je pak bio manager relativno važne industrijske obitelji.
… Marx lives in one of the worst, therefore one of the cheapest quarters of London. He occupies two rooms. The one looking out on the streets is the salon, and the bedroom is at the back. In the whole apartment there is not one clean and solid piece of furniture.
Everything is broken, tattered and torn, with a half inch of dust over everything and the greatest disorder everywhere. In the middle of the salon there is a large old fashioned table covered with an oil cloth, and on it lie manuscripts, books and newspapers as well as the children’s toys, the rags and tatters of his wife’s sewing basket, several cups with broken ribs, knives, forks, lamps, an inkpot, tumblers, Dutch clay pipes, tobacco ash-in a word everything is topsy-turvy and all on the same table. A seller of second hand goods would be ashamed to give away such a remarkable collection of odds and ends.
The Exhibition season represented a new nadir in Marx’s afrairs. Though he adored his wife, he had carelessly gotten Helen Demuth, her personal maid and the family housekeeper, pregnant. Jenn who was pregnant as well, was beside herself. Three months after she gave birth to a sickly girl, the family’s housekeeper delivered a bouncing baby boy. To quash the “unspeakable infamies”about the affair already circulating around gossipy migr circles, Marx had his newborn son whisked off to foster parents in the East End, never to see him again.”The tactlessness of some individuals in this respect is colossal,”he complained to a friend.
The boy’s mother stayed behind to care for the Marx family as before. With home more unbearable than ever, Marx hurried to seat number G7 …
Inače i Pikettyi je debelo u 1%, baš kao što je (ne svojom zaslugom) bio i Marx:
The Exhibition season of 1862 coincided with another low point in Marx’s financial affairs. Horace Greele the publisher of the New York Tribune, had dropped his column, which, though entirely ghostwritten by Engels, had supplied Marx with extra cash. At one point, his money woes became so dire that he applied for a job as a railway clerk, only to be rejected for”bad handwriting”and not speaking English, and briefbr considered immigrating to America. Luckily, he was like an oyster that needed a bit of grit to make his pearls. With his mind on money, he was soon writTng a long essay on economics and filling up notebooks again, complainIng all the while that he felt like “a machine condemned to devour books and then throw them, in a changed form, on the dunghill of history. He also decided on a tide for his great work Das Kapital.
The hoopla surrounding the Exhibition continued to depress Marx. … Yet within a year or two, Marx’s fortunes turned Up again. Thanks to several unexpected legacies as well as a £375 annual Subsidy from Engels, he was able to move his family to an even bigger and more imposing town house and was soon spending £500 to £600 a year, something that more than 98 percent of English families could not afford to do.