Sunday, 10 March 2013

Dear Sir ...

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This is allegedly a copy of a real letter sent to a bank in the USA. It's somewhat lengthy but you will find it quite amusing.

Dear Sir:
I am writing to thank you for bouncing the check with which I endeavoured to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations some three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the check, and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honour it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary, an arrangement which, I admit, has only been in place for eight years.

You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account with $50 by way of penalty for the inconvenience I caused to your bank. My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways.

You have set me on the path of fiscal righteousness. No more will our relationship be blighted by these unpleasant incidents, for I am restructuring my affairs, taking as my model the procedures, attitudes and conduct of your very bank. I can think of no greater compliment, and I know you will be excited and proud to hear it.

To this end, please be advised about the following changes: I have noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you I am confronted by the impersonal, ever-changing, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become. From now on I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person.

My mortgage and loan repayments will, therefore and hereafter, no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank, by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee of your branch whom you must nominate. You will be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope. Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to complete.

I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary Public, and that the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and abilities) must be accompanied by documented proof. In due course, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in all dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required to access my account balance on your bank phone service.

As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Let me level the playing field even further by introducing you to my new telephone system, which you will notice, is very much like yours. My Authorised Contact at your bank, the only person with whom I will have any dealings, may call me at any time and will be answered by an automated voice.


Press buttons as follows:
'1' To make an appointment to see me.
'2' To query a missing repayment.
'3' To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
'4' To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.
'5' To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
'6' To transfer the call to my mobile phone in case I am not at home.
'7' To leave a message on my computer. To leave a message on my computer a password to access my computer is required.
'8' Password will be communicated at a later date to the contact.
'9' To return to the main menu and listen carefully to options 1 through 9
'0' To make a general complaint or inquiry.


The contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service. While this may on occasion involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration. This month I've chosen a refrain from "The Best of Woody Guthrie: "Oh, the banks are made of marble, With a guard at every door, And the vaults are filled with silver, That the miners sweated for." After twenty minutes of that, our mutual contact will probably know it by heart.

On a more serious note, we come to the matter of cost. As your bank has often pointed out, the ongoing drive for greater efficiency comes at a cost which you have always been quick to pass on to me. Let me repay your kindness by passing some costs back.

First, there is the matter of advertising material you send me. This I will read for a fee of $20 per page. Inquiries from your nominated contact will be billed at $5 per minute of my time spent in response. Any debits to my account, as, for example, in the matter of the penalty for the dishonoured check, will be passed back to you. My new phone service runs at 75 cents a minute. You would be well advised to keep your inquiries brief and to the point. Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.

Yours faithfully,

The Most Expensive Comic In The Histroy

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A copy of comic of the first ever super hero, in which Superman was presented for the first time, was sold not long ago in New York for $317,200 (€ some 245,800), the highest price ever paid in an auction for a publication of this kind.

"It's great news, especially in the context of economic recession." said Vincent Zurzolo, co-proprietor of the distributor of classical comics 'Metropolis Collectibles'. Zurzolo was, together with Steven Fishler, the director of the auction organized through the web Comic Connect in which John Dolmayan, proprietor of Torpedo Comics finally won.

According to Zurzulo, Dolmayan bought this much sought after copy of Action Comics - published in June 1938, and sold for 10 cents - as intermediary for a client of his buy and sell business of comics. The existence of this copy was not known and it's in excellent condition.

The publication of the first number of Action Comics is considered as the birth of it's kind of comic heroes, amongst them Superman was the pioneer as, up till then, none of the comic characters possessed superhuman powers.

Definitely yes though in China. Comics featuring heroes & heroines jumping up onto roofs, flying in mid air from tree to tree, changing their appearance in the blink of an eye ... existed there well over a century ago. But that's another story.
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Chimpanzee With Vision Of The Future

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The Chimp is called Santino. The first thing he does each morning, in summer, is go around looking for stones. He collects them within the moat of the installation in the Zoo of Furuvik, in the east of Sweden. To be more exact he pulls them out by force from the concrete structure within which the chimps can get up to their monkey business. Then he puts them in piles of 8 or 10 by the shore of the moat and leave them there.

Hours later, when the zoo opens to the public, and when the first lot of visitors direct themselves towards the chimp's place, Santino would go to the pile of stones, first makes a noisy display of power probably to impress the females of the group, then begins to throw stones at the visitors. His aim is not at all good, as never once had there been anyone hurt by this hostility. I am thinking he might not really want to hit anybody, just to frighten them, to show who is the boss there. In any case, intelligence he doesn't lack.

His case was presented in the scientific magazine: Current Biology. It shows for the first time that chimpanzees are capable of thinking, or anticipating, what might happen in the future and act accordingly. An aptitude attributed to human exclusively.

"Santino convincingly demonstrates that our relatives, the simians, consider the future in a complex way," affirmed Mathias Osvath, investigator of the Lund University in Sweden, who had studied the modus operandi of chimpanzees for more than a decade. "They have highly developed conscience, with mental simulations of potential events. Very probably they have an interior mental picture of events that had happened and what might happen next.

Although Santino's capacity to plan the future is the newest discovery of the investigation, other aspects of his behaviour confirms this highly conscious calculation of sequence of events as people do. For instance, he would immediately stop throwing the stones when he realized that he was being watched by one of the zoo keepers, just like a child would when discovered that he was doing something naughty. Or his capacity to fabricate ammunition from the cement structure.

In winter the water freezes up inside the cement, leaving cavities when the ice is melted. This in not easily seen, but you can detect them by knocking lightly on the surface of the cement to
hear the sound coming from a hollow spot, where it is easier to pull out the stones for his missiles.
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The Wolves Of Cai Guo-Qiang

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The pack of 99 wolves (stuffed and life-like) of the Chinese artist has beset the halls of Guggenheim Bilbao in what seems half way between art and naturalist investigation. Cai Guo-Qiang is one of the emerging artist in the International art market, and an individual obsessed by the cosmology. He was responsible for the extraordinary collections of artificial fireworks if the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games in Pekin.

His presence in Bilbao followed his appearance and exhibition in Guggenheim in New York, where he staged, like he does now at the shore of Nervion, his interminable installations with wolves, with automobiles and with fireworks. It's the artistic explosion of an artist, lover of stars, fire ... and Picasso.
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Low Tech Remedies For High Tech Failings

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Bet it happened to at least some of us who, in all good faith, tendered a valid credit card to the shopkeeper, who slipped it through the card reader, but it failed to scan the magnetic band. He did it again, and again, and ... nothing. The queue started to form behind you and you began to feel embarrassed as thought it's your fault. The cashier reached down and from below the counter, he pulled out a black plastic bag, wrapped the failing card, and passed it through the reader again. Worked. Shopping concluded.

Verifone, the company that fabricate the reader of credit card machines, refused to confirm or deny this black plastic bag trick. That's just one of the many little low tech tricks even some high tech engineers occasionally resort to, through desperation I guess, and found some of the unlikely emergency measures surprisingly work.

Mobile Phone with low battery: If you find that your mobile battery goes down too rapidly after being in your pocket for too long, part of the reason might be the temperature of your pocket is too warm. It should be kept in cooler places, advised Isidor Buchanan, Director of the web page Battery University. The human body warmth transmitted through the cloth of your pocket is enough to accelerate the chemical process in the interior of the battery and this shortens the life of the battery. It lasts longer if carried in a handbag or clipped to the waist belt, or an outside pocket instead of one closest to the body.
At night, when the phone is turned off, put it in the fridge also lengthens the life of a battery. I would be the one who would always forget to take it out the next day!
 
When ink cartridges in the printer get too dry: just when you are printing an important document, take out the ink cartridge and use a hair-dryer to blow on it for 2-3 minutes. Re-insert it in the printer while it's still warm. It usually solves the immediate problem, giving you enough time to get new ink.

The Remote for the car: Suppose you are on the other side of the garage and your remote can't reach the car. Press the metal part of the key against your chin then press the button to open. This trick apparently converts your head into an antenna, explained Tim Pozar, a radio engineer of Silicon Valley. This serves to join the command of your head, with all the fluid there is in the head, this action ends up being a good conductor. It's not excellent, but it works. (Got to confess this particular explanation leaves me completely in the dark still.)

Dropped your mobile phone down the toilet? By accident usually I should think. Fish it out and take out the battery immediately, to avoid the electric short circuits carbonise the fragile internal components of the phone. Dry the phone thoroughly with a soft towel, and put it in a jar full of raw rice. The rice contains an elevated, chemical affinity for water; it thus attracts like magnet the molecules of water, which is absorbed by the rice instead of dripping inside the phone.

Dirty disks: If you need to clean a DVD or CD that skips and you are a bachelor that has no cleaning material in the house, you can moisten a cloth with Vodka (that you must have) or some mouthwash, to gently wide over the surface. Alcohol is a very powerful dissolvent, perfectly capable of dissolving prints of dirty fingers, dust and dirt. A €4 bottle of mouthwash is equally effective as a €60 bottle of cleaning liquid for DVD. Using Vodka is definitely more macho than using a cleaning kit too!

Try them. Don't thank me and don't blame me whatever the result!

Be British, Boys, Be British!''

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Are British men more stoic and gentlemanly?

BBC once broadcast the news that in the Titanic tragedy more British died than Americans because, unlike the latter, they queued up in the educated manner, not Jostling for a place in the lifeboats. This was the conclusion of an analysis of the University of Technology in Queensland, Australia. It explains that in that fateful year 1912, the British still upheld the doctrine of 'women and children first' especially in life and death situations. Their thesis was based on the testimonies of women who told how their husbands put them in the lifeboat, but immediately returned to the fated ship.

Why returned to the ship? In the thesis a case was picked out about a rich man who, after putting his wife safely in the lifeboat, returned to his cabin, put on his tuxedo and went back up to the deck to smoke, with the idea that, "if I were to die, might as well die as a gentleman, well dressed.". All the press in the next few days had reproduced also the words of the captain that, according to the witnesses, while the ship was steadily sinking, yelled out: "Be British, boys, be British!"

However, 'The Economist' published an interview with Millvina Dean, the only survivor of the Titanic still living, and just completed her 97 years then. 'The Economist' published several fragments of the conversation between Mrs. Dean and Jesus Ferreiro, International president of the Titanic Foundation. When Ferreiro mentioned that more British men died because they were more educated, Mrs. Dean, English, said it was not so: "More British died because most of the 1, 705 crew were British. Yes they were true gentlemen and responsible seamen. They did everything they could to help the ladies and children onto the lifeboats, comforted and calmed the hysteric or wounded ones, and stayed on their posts until the Titanic totally sank. It was also a fact that most of the passengers were also British."

So there goes the analysis of the report of Queensland. Nothing to do with the British being more educated or gentlemanly. Even so, neither the analysts nor Mrs Dean had cleared one point: Why so many men who could have got on the lifeboat with their wives didn't do so and returned to the sinking ship, while so many lifeboats left the sinister spot half empty? For the superficial glory of being British, or gentlemanly?