Ibane’s ramblings
“The biggest danger, that of losing oneself, can pass off in the world as quietly as if it were nothing; every other loss, an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc is bound to be noticed.” S. KierkegaardArchive for May, 2008
About being locked
It is the dream all of corporation or company to create that product that make their customers slaves and that they found themselves locked with their product. In certain way it is not bad approach and even noble, but the problem comes when the drivers to get this customer loyalty. Most of the corporation enjoys to lock their customers with legal tricks in the agreements that forces you to read them very carefully, which bores me to death.
Telecommunication and internet providers are one of those corporations that they really enjoy to punish their customers knowing that they have very little chances to get away. The biggest Spanish mobile operator made me to write a letter explaining the reasons to close my contract with them, as if just because I wanted it was not enough. A Finnish Internet provider has forced me to pay some months extra even I have sent a clear email saying that I want to cancel the subscription. I have known sects that are easier to get away.
I would like to ask from here humbly to these corporations to try to lock me but instead of cheating me because their services are so astonishing good that I would not leave even if the competitor offers me for free.
Now you have the horrible feeling being cheated and locked by these corporations. It would be great to introduce some ethics courses in the MBA programs and not only profit, OPEX, cost analysis…
Indiana Jones and the kingdom of ruined dreams
Last Thursday I watched the last film of my admired Indiana Jones. I have special affect for Indiana Jones films, the first one, Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark, was the responsible for discovering my passion about films. Their scenes impacted me very deep and also it brought my first cinematographic love, Marion Ravenwood, played by the beautiful Karen Allen. I still consider that the scene where she is dressed with that white dress…
However, in this last episode all that imaginary that I have been keeping in my mind since my childhood has been ruined, seeing Marion like an old lady, seeing Indiana Jones doing slow moves, the wrinkles,…I don’t know, I got the feeling that someone was slapping me and saying wake up, it was just a dream, this is the reality.
The film itself is not bad, not great though, it has their moments and Cate Blanchet, as always, even playing the evil side here, she is superb (I am not objective here, she is one of my loves in the world of movies). I did not like the patriotic touch where Indiana is showed as a great American, also the space thing was a bit too weird, although I understand that Mr. Spielberg got nostalgic and wanted to remember E.T. and Close Encounters of the Third Kind. The son of Indiana Jones nothing to remember and the disappointment of seeing Karen Allen so old.
Coming out from the film theater I was thinking that it is true what they say about some dreams should never come true…
21,097.5 meters
On Saturday I run that distance for third time. My time was 1 hour and 50 minutes. I improved from my last time, which it mattered to me. Many friends asks me why running? And the only reason is that I feel good when I am running, everything seems to get the right perspective and all the superficial is dropped. You focused on very few things and you keep on running and running.
A friend once told me that she had seen somewhere the following quote:”The longer you run, the smaller your problems are”. A kind of true.
Beside the Mediterranean sea
I am beside the Mediterranean, in a very beautiful peaceful night, where the harmony is reigning without stridency. There is something about Mediterranean that keeps me so attached to him. And it is difficult to understand why, because I was born in a city without sea, none member of my family or ancestors have had any relation with the sea, apart from the salt they use for the meals, however, I feel so bounded to this sea. There is something in its blue that keeps me staring at it like small child who is seeing the sea for first time.
I really enjoy getting lost in my thoughts looking at the Mediterranean Sea.
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