F1 free to air or not

There's been quite a lot of hot air about this. I wrote to my MP, who in turn sent it to the relevant Minister. Here's the gist of his reply:

"Furthermore, in the current economic climate we believe that sport’s governing bodies, which are autonomous of Government, should be able to maximise revenues where they can for their sport. It is important to note that because of the commercial prominence and limited outreach of motor sport at the grassroots level that the Government does not provide the same level of public funding as it does with other professional sports. It is therefore important for the sport to receive this investment through its commercial partnerships. "

He then goes on to say:

"While some F1 fans will be disappointed to see fewer races on terrestrial TV, we are confident that the sport will still continue to receive good coverage."

the dixie dream

It's not often I write about my dreams...in fact it's not often I remember a dream - until the next time it runs.

This one was so different, here I go. I'm calling it the dixie dream - a combination of Disney and Pixar - because it's the only way my conscious mind can make sense of what my dream mind came up with. Imagine dreaming something so real that it feels right even as you watch incredible things happening. Imagine the people around you finding they are incredible and that those impossible things can actually happen. Imagine finding inanimate objects becoming like cartoon characters with their own voices and being able to work together to change their environment for the better. And then imagine that dream world suddenly turning to you and saying, scoldingly, "typical, the doctor doesn't use his own medicine on himself - and leaves the job half-done". And imagine that dream continuing even as you start to wake.

That's why, today, before dawn, I woke realising I have a couple of shining examples close to me.

The first is Tiu, who, having created the Eye Shine workshops and brought magic to those around her, is now discovering what a sabbatical should really be like - a time of self-regeneration. Go, Tiu! You bring so much love and magic to the world. Long may it continue!

The second is my niece, Sarah, who is bringing incredible strength and humour to a dreadful and very scary attack of cancer. Go, Sarah! Your strength and love is a light to us all. Long may that light shine!

And what can the rest of us do? How about opening our hearts to let us see what power we have and what we can do? How about I step back and let you find your answers for yourself?

A while back, I came across an NLP presupposition that suggested that we each do the best we can - we each make the best choice. That seems crazy at times, and boy, have we lived through some crazy times. But what if it was really true? What if war and riot really was the best (i.e. least worst) option of the limited set of choices individuals have. Yes, it's crazy and it asks us to accept the unacceptable...but what if there was an underlying challenge for us to rise to? What if it might be true that we are only presented with challenges we can handle (even if only for a moment at that point of revelation)?

Yes, a dream....but what if......

how to lose information

...put it into a group on facebook...or even better, write it as a discussion item within a facebook group. Then the system will either forget your post altogether, or not tell anyone that you put it there - even members of the group. Wonderful.

But then of course, it will randomly post messages about games you're playing - even to (or maybe especially to) people not playing those games. And anything you write on someone's wall will get plastered all over the place. Such a system.