Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 14, 2014

Here is Why Democrats Lost the House

[This post written by Robert Reich]

November has been a hard month…

The President blames himself for the Democrat’s big losses on this mid-term Election Day.

“We have not been successful in going out there and letting people know what it is that we’re trying to do and why this is the right direction,” he said Sunday.

In other words, he didn’t sufficiently tout the Administration’s accomplishments.

I respectfully disagree.
If you want a single reason for why Democrats lost big on Election Day 2014 it’s this: Median household income continues to drop.

This is the first “recovery” in memory when this has happened.

Jobs are coming back but wages aren’t.

Every month the job numbers grow but the wage numbers go nowhere.

Most new jobs are in part-time or low-paying positions. They pay less than the jobs lost in the Great Recession.

This wageless recovery has been made all the worse because pay is less predictable than ever.

Most Americans don’t know what they’ll be earning next year or even next month. Two-thirds are now living paycheck to paycheck.

So why is this called a “recovery” at all? Because, technically, the economy is growing.

But almost all the gains from that growth are going to a small minority at the top.

In fact, 100 percent of the gains have gone to the best-off 10 percent. Ninety-five percent have gone to the top 1 percent.

The stock market has boomed. Corporate profits are through the roof. CEO pay, in the stratosphere.

Yet most Americans feel like they’re still in a recession.

And they’re convinced the game is rigged against them.

Fifty years ago, just 29 percent of voters believed government is “run by a few big interests looking out for themselves.”

Now, 79 percent think so.

According to Pew, the percentage of Americans who believe most people who want to get ahead can do so through hard work has plummeted 14 points since 2000.

What the President and other Democrats failed to communicate wasn’t their accomplishments.

It was their understanding that the economy is failing most Americans and big money is overrunning our democracy.

And they failed to convey their commitment to an economy and a democracy that serve the vast majority rather than a minority at the top.

Some Democrats even ran on not being Barack Obama.

That’s no way to win. Americans want someone fighting for them, not running away from the President.

The midterm elections should have been about jobs and wages, and how to reform a system where nearly all the gains go to the top.

It was an opportunity for Democrats to shine. Instead, they hid.

Consider that in four “red” states — South Dakota, Arkansas, Alaska, and Nebraska — the same voters who sent Republicans to the Senate voted by wide margins to raise their state’s minimum wage.

Democratic candidates in these states barely mentioned the minimum wage.

So what now?

Republicans, soon to be in charge of Congress, will push their same old supply-side, trickle-down, austerity economics.

They’ll want policies that further enrich those who are already rich.

That lower taxes on big corporations and deliver trade agreements written in secret by big corporations.

That further water down Wall Street regulations so the big banks can become even bigger – too big to fail, or jail, or curtail.

They’ll exploit the public’s prevailing cynicism by delivering just what the cynics expect.

And the Democrats? They have a choice.

They can refill their campaign coffers for 2016 by trying to raise even more money from big corporations, Wall Street, and wealthy individuals.

And hold their tongues about the economic slide of the majority, and the drowning of our democracy.

Or they can come out swinging. Not just for a higher minimum wage but also for better schools, paid family and medical leave, and child care for working families.

For resurrecting the Glass-Steagall Act and limiting the size of Wall Street banks.

For saving Social Security by lifting the cap on income subject to payroll taxes.

For rebuilding the nation’s roads, bridges, and ports.

For increasing taxes on corporations with high ratios of CEO pay to the pay of average workers.

And for getting big money out of politics, and thereby saving our democracy.

It’s the choice of the century.

Democrats have less than two years to make it.



Robert Reich the Author of this blogpost has served as Labour Secretary of the United States of America and is a good economist…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 13, 2014

The Secret to Become Rich Beyond Compare

Ahhh to be rich…
To be able to do anything you like…
And to have the leisure time to enjoy all that life has to offer…

It takes hard work to get there. But once there, then it’s easy street…

Maybe that is why so many people aspire to it.

And why so many people spent their whole lives measuring their success based on how much stuff they own.

But is that all there is?

Then why do we find the wealthiest amongst us being unhappy — whereas the poorest are certainly happier?

It is an obvious connundrum.

Having attained the pinnacle of success and having learned something from it — I’ll share the secret with you herewith:

The secret of immeasurable wealth is to be content.

It truly is simple:

To be able to feel as if you have enough at all times and thrive to always need less, the next day.

That is it:

Reclaim your power. Stop serving the accumulated wealth and instead start serving your real need to feel the community and empower the amazing power of wealth to the Good.

Because the amazing power of wealth is to serve others and not just enlarge your needs.

It is axiomatic that all human beings leave this earth at some point in time, and they take nothing with them.

We all know that and yet we live as if there is no end.

Not knowing when the end is makes this game of Life a bit more interesting… But at some point we are booted off the field.

So some people have gotten smart…

And today the wealthiest of us, actively give away vast amounts of the money that they have spent their lifetime acquiring — in an effort to put it to good use while still enjoying the fruits of Giving.

Once you discover this — then the enjoyment in giving is endless.

I know this first hand and it has made my Life a rather happy one.

Giving is receiving…

And that’s also really really Smart thing to do because even in tiny little gestures, the hand that gives the rose, retains the perfume…

Many people have discovered philanthropy as the way to live Happy Lives. ANd it’s not stopping there. From Silicon Valley to Wall Street and the City — we see boards of Philanthropy competing to outdo each other in enlisting the wealthiest amongst us to make the commitment to give away half or all of their fortune before they hit the bumps of the road of old age…

SOme start as early as when we have our first retirement plan. Or even we make it part of our Companies’ exit strategies.

This trend suggests that the motivation behind all the efforts of humans to amass wealth is not the pursuit of wealth in and of itself — but something else far more subtle…

Perhaps this collecting of wealth is the need to prove something to oneself…

And it is also perhaps an insecurity in collecting the measuring stick of success, over and over again.

Much like a gambler needs the certainty and the addiction of small and large victories and defeats to get their adrenalin pumping — so are the wealthier gamblers of Life amongst us.

But how do we replace this need to feel successful through the accumulation of wealth?

There are a number of ways.

First learn to give and experience the happiness this act generates.

Second: Change the dynamic of exchange. Instead of collecting, the proceeds of your successful enterprise — start gifting those proceeds to those in real need to survive and thrive…

And third: Separate yourself from your emotions of inadequacy and needfulness that causes you to seek to amass ever more wealth. Change your perspective kind of thing…

For instance? Replace need – whether it be at an emotional or physical level – with an unshakeable faith in one’s self.

Or replace the naked need stemming of fear of not having enough with the steadying belief that the Universe has got your back and you will never be lacking anything.

Or replace your needful nature with a belief in the GOODNESS of all people.

Lastly you can replace your fear of not having enough with a belief in God…



Trust me.

None of these will ever let you down, if you hold fast to your new found faith.

And that’s how you become Really really Rich.

Rich Beyond Compare

This Summer, while bombs where falling in Gaza blowing up homes, people, and children, and turning lives to smitherens — a remarkable group of young musicians including several Palestinian ones, were in London to give classical music performances which included Beethoven’s symphonies; as part of this year’s promenade season.

The West-Eastern Divan youth orchestra is a youth orchestra based in Seville, Spain, consisting of musicians from countries in the Middle East. Young musicians from Egyptian, Iranian, Israeli, Jordanian, Lebanese, Palestinian, Syrian, and Spanish backgrounds, coming together to speak the universal language of Love: Music. And they\ve chosen to play classic tracts that define the world around us as the best examples of our achievments in culture and civilization.

The Argentine-Israeli conductor Daniel Barenboim and the late Palestinian-American academic Edward Said co-founded the orchestra in 1999, with the intention of promoting understanding between Israelis and Palestinians, and paving the way for a peaceful and fair solution of the Arab-Israeli conflict.

Barenboim explains: “The Divan is not a love story, and it is not a peace story. It has very flatteringly been described as a project for Peace. It isn’t. It’s not going to bring peace, whether you play well or not so well. The Divan was conceived as a project against ignorance: a project against the fact that it is absolutely essential for people to get to know each other, to understand what the other thinks and feels, without necessarily agreeing with it.”

The London performances included Beethoven’s ninth Symphony which is best known perhaps for the great hymn “Ode to Joy” which is a celebration of the brotherhood of Man and of the Unity of all mankind, and thus echoes the hopes and ambitions of the founders of the orchestra. The “Ode To Joy” as written by Beethoven, urges humankind to come together to enjoy the wonder and beauty of the world. We are urged to live as brothers aware of the divine reality that stands over all human efforts, while enjoying the fruits of creation.

The existence of this orchestra and the music it plays represent a dream, a hope, an instinct, that lurks in all of us. An all too human instinct for a just and peaceful world. As we watch the news we are appalled at the terrible suffering being inflicted on so many innocent people in Syria, Iraq, and Palestine, as in so many other places of conflict, and tend to feel helpless in doing anything about it.

An Old Testament reading conveys the awfulness of human loss and grief, in war often waged in anger, a consequence of human madness. As a father, King David, laments the death of his son in battle: “O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! Would that I had died instead of you, O Absalom, my son, my son!” And yet so many children lost as non combatant collateral damage of wars claiming civilian lives — are never mourned by anyone. Let alone a king or a father, because in many instances of indiscriminate aerial bombardment — whole families are blown apart and the fathers lay amongst the dead.

So who is left to mourn whom?

It falls upon us to do just that. And one of the Divan musicians described the orchestra “as a human laboratory that can express to the whole world how to cope with the other” which is what the Christian community is supposed to do, but so often fails.

St Paul’s letter tells us what is required: “Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not make room for the devil. Let no evil talk come out of your mouths, but only what is useful for building up, as there is need, so that your words may give grace to those who hear. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with which you were marked with a seal for the day of redemption.

Put away all bitterness and wrath, anger and wrangling, slander and malice, and be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as the Earth, or the bountiful God, or your loving Father and Mother, has forgiven you for all of your trespasses.



Sadly am a realist, in that I know that no one person however brilliant or well intentioned can bring peace and healing to a troubled and divided world.

What I also do know however, is that one can make a huge difference in the World.

Starting by being the Change we want to see in the world and in others and by embodying that change and sharing the message within our own sphere of influence is a great beginning.

And actually this is what counts in the end.

And that little thing [huge really] presents all of us with a great Life Opportunity and a Reasonable Challenge.

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 12, 2014

Leaving Earth

Leaving Earth
Leaving The Earth Behind

Please advise me.
Don’t know what is the best title for this post.
Can you help?

After reading this, can you suggest the preferred meme?

At any rate Mathew McConaughey’s INTERSTELLAR film played with his friends seem to go all out — way out of the Galaxy to find satisfaction.

And am totally with them in the space of almost two hours in the comfortable cocoon of the darkened theatre in Leicester square.

Indeed in the comfort of the dark — Space colonisation seems to be an extreme version of an all too common human belief: “It is easier to adapt to our problems than to confront them head-on and thus to address them through Reason, and solve them.”

In the first instance [inside the dark theatre] I support the Space Colonization hypothesis, because it affords the enterprising elements of the human species the vastness of space to explore and to pioneer their way towards a new vista and a new beginning in exploration and development, outside of our small and beautiful blue star named Earth…

So far so good.

Am fully onboard this “trip” and even enlist myself in this Progressive view. A view that I share with my friend and neighbour Richard Branson, as well as with Ellon Musk, and so many other mere mortals like Peter Diamandis and the x-prize folks, as well as all the NASA and ESA friends who are fully committed to a future of Humanity in Space.

Kudos all around.

And myself am ready to fly there today if possible, [R U Listening Richard?] yet am also aware of the antithesis.

And then there is the serious and robust antithesis to the premise of Space Colonization before we put our House in order here on Earth. And as an intelligent human being [One only hopes], am comfortable with the contradiction held firmly in my head. And because am able to see both sides and only because of that intellectual dynamic — I understand the difficult choices and the right decisions. Therefore am working heartily for the Environmental Parliament and for the Earth’s balance, harmony, and environmental safety, through Global Leadership in reaching a global agreement on atmospheric emissions control and clean energy usage.

I do all that, and am up at work before sunrise each and every day because I know better…

I know better the urgency of the problem.

I know better than leaving the problems behind for others to sort out. I know better than the Hollywood creatives and the energy lobbyists dwelling in the US House of representatives and in the Senate — that the 7 billion human beings here on Earth, have got no choice but to survive on their small patch of Earth that we are about to scorch.

I know better than to advocate leaving our shared community garden called Earth because we can’t protect the Commons from the usurpers, the polluters, and the dirty oilers.

And in the end — I know better than preaching comfortable lullabies, otherwise knows as Bullshit.

And I also know that a Captain cannot leave the Mothership in her hour of need. And in case you missed the parable — that Mother ship is our Earth.

I have to tend to that first…
I have to minister to it’s people…
I have to secure our future here on Earth…

And I truly believe when that is done — all the rest will follow.

This is my Vision: An Earth safe from the ravages of a warming planetary atmosphere and protected from Climate Chaos.

And I know how to go about getting that: We can achieve that by addressing the Climate Change issue at the Global Level. We can get there by changing our Energy production to renewables and Clean Technologies. And by jolly, we’ll get there if I have anything to do with it.

That’s the first order of business. It’s job number one. First things first.

Let’s sort this thing out immediately and then we can focus our resources elsewhere. But if we have a choice I’ll always seek to put out the home fires first.

Not that we cannot pursue both Visions at the same time. Indeed we should… provided that there are not conflicting resource issues and attention span. And of course we cannot allow the spaceship race to pollute massively our atmosphere with carbon, either. Because my friend Richard’s spaceship and it’s ilk are causing far more pollution than commercial airliners. By dumping carbon soot in the highest reaches of the atmosphere — just by themselves contribute enough soot and carbon to the layer that heats up our atmosphere that they will give us another extra two degrees Celsius in atmospheric warming. All this due to their high altitude emissions, the fuel they burn, and their frequency of flights.

Shitty Deal if you ask me…

And leaving your troubles behind is also shitty…

And am just saying this because in the long term space colonization, is pure Hollywood fallacy, and it embodies the fantasy of escapist culture. Yes in the American ideal, we can fantastically sweep away all of our troubles by majestically moving to another city. Yet in that case we best admit that because we can’t come together to discuss, agree, and solve our problems — we will just run away like pussies. We will run with the tail between our legs and leave behind the ones unable to fly off the planet, to live in a Malthusian dystopia and perish gasping for their last breath of air.

A shitty deal for sure.

And yes — in the short term it is also a defeatist position in that we admit failure. We admit that we can’t solve the basic problems. We can’t hack at the root and we are breaking off branches. We can’t afford to prevent escalating climate change, environmental ravages, and ecosystem collapse — so we turn tail and suggest to ourselves and all others that instead we must learn to live diminished lives and expect that this is our lot. So, Go Ahead: Tell the young lads to live with it. And stuff it…

That’s no way to live…

Because today’s major challenge is not how to solve the Climate Change problem, but how best to explain it to the well meaning young people in the US and in the UK as well as in Europe and then to those living in the developing and emergent economically world and especially around the equator — so that they take it upon themselves to solve it.

Telling them that they have to adapt to a world in which four degrees of global warming has taken place is not my story. Am a leader longing for Victory not Defeat.

And even if you had chosen defeat — how do you explain to the discounted future generations [your children and mine] that because we did not do anything to solve the Climate Change Problem — we are faced with the potentially runaway global warming that will turn this beautiful earth into an inferno much like Venus?

I like to see you telling that story from a Hollywood perspective.

Unfortunately our Cultural Identity and our prevalent conversation is dictated by Hollywood’s visions of the future of Humanity. And thus we are defined, like the film Interstellar…

Am waiting for the Bollywood version of Interstellar, with song and dance and plenty of sexual imbroglio — all in silver and gold space suits — but for now I’ll stick to the hero of Interstellar power trash talking: “It’s like we’ve forgotten who we are. We are Explorers, Pioneers, not Caretakers … We’re not meant to save the world. We’re meant to leave it.”

At some deep level — I Love the words. And their meaning. It resonates with me each and every time that am facing a pitched battle. Turn and leave like a coward or stay and fight? But am also aware of the subtler nuances, of this complacency about what’s going on in this earth and the natural response of most people in power. If it’s too difficult, they always say: Chuck it.


This could very well be the epitaph of our age.

Interstellar is a magnificent film, true to the best traditions of science fiction, visually, auditorially, and editorially, astounding. Yet once you see past the necessary silliness — you will find a moving exploration of literary parenthood, separation and ageing.

But this Space Fantasy Film, is also a classic exposition of two of the great themes of our age: Exuberant Technological Optimism and Catastrophic Political Defeatism.

The premise is as follows: Earth and its inhabitants are facing planetary catastrophe, caused by “Seven billion people, and every one of them trying to have it all”, which weirdly translates into a succession of blights, trashing the world’s crops and sucking the oxygen out of the atmosphere.

Much like Avatar — this is a studio product. It is a very US centric film and Hollywood business reality dictates that when your major film ticket receipts are in the US, and your audience bipolar [Republican anti science and flat earth denialists] you can’t afford to earn the hatred of the US and The FOX led broadcast media by mentioning climate change. The “blight” is an obvious substitute for the ravages of a warming planet and runaway Climate Change. This little “gimmick” has probably earned hundreds of millions of dollars in additional theatrical income from ticket receipts.

YES. Civilisation’s collapse at the start of the film is uncomfortable and eerily similar to today’s Climate Storms, Weather Extremes, and Warming and rising oceans. Yet the California drought of today comes to mind when the film’s beginning is laced with interviews of veterans from the Dust Bowl disaster followed by economic collapse of the 1930s in the United States that spilled imbalances world wide, and caused everything evil that followed, including the second WORLD WAR and regional wars.

But compared to Mathew McConaughey’s sissy visage, with healthy drinks & smoothie gulping persona [In real Life too] these Dust Bowlers are the real heroes. After all the dust bowl survivors were brave human beings too wreathing the storm as best they could. And in their worn-out faces we see the past, and maybe the future, but at the very least, they prefigure the themes of climate chaos, ageing, and loss.

Yet they also remind the rationally thinking beings amongst us — of a world of Great Public Policy. A world of strong political agency. Indeed at that time there were many mistakes made, in attempting to treat the Great Depression and bring an end to the Great Famine. Yet although grand follies were committed — Big, Bold and Brave things were also done that put things right. Am just thinking of the New Deal, the America Works Program, and the Civilian Conservation Corps. And that is just the tip of the iceberg of Grand Public Policy unleashed in order to set things straight.

Today, that Enterprising Leadership is totally missing. The world that spawned FDR as an Explorer and Innovator in Public Policy and Leadership, is almost as different from our own today, as the planets visited by Interstellar’s astronauts are different from the Earth. And that Vision — judging by the outcome of the US elections this last week is totally missing from both electors and elected…

I too, would want to leave the Earth behind if I were Obama, or a rational Public Leader in the US and had to find ways to reason, and negotiate, with the Taliban occupying both Houses of Representatives, today in the US capital.

Mathew McConaughey and friends, leave the Earth too, just to find a place where humans can escape to. Or, if that fails, they seek to find a suitable world in which a cargo of frozen embryos can be deposited.

Talking of embryos, and holding the girlfriend’s hand, am going for an after film “curry” to talk things over. You know it takes a serious effort to disconnect from the clutches of fantasy — when you emerge from the theatrical suspension of disbelief out in the cold wet air. It takes a moment to understand and remember that such fantasies are taken seriously by millions of people, children and adults, who consider this scenario, a realistic alternative to addressing the thorny problems we collectively face on Earth today…

Problems we can solve by working together and by not running away from them.

Problems that even NASA cannot run away from. Because NASA runs earth observing satellites that inform us of the state of our planet today and the urgent need to do something about. And so does the ESA [European Space Agency] and although they are not up to speed yet — they also ring the warning-bell about the runaway global warming.

But then you have a small NASA website devoted to the idea of Space Colonization as a back bet. A hedge. A save the species bet, that if we turn everything upside down and it all goes pear shaped — there will be some embryos to survive and make a fresh beginning somewhere in the wilds of the galaxy. A sort of James town colony in the depths of space. Except without the friendly Indians saving the colonists with gifts and Thanksgiving repast.

Got it?

Still borrowing from Hollywood and speaking of a distant future NASA claims that gigantic spaceships “could be wonderful places to live inside, about the size of a California beach town, and endowed with weightless recreation, fantastic views, freedom, elbow-room in spades, and great wealth.” Of course, no one could leave, except to enter another spaceship, and the slightest malfunction would cause instant annihilation. But “settlements in earth orbit will have one of the most stunning views in our solar system – the living, ever-changing Earth.” We can look back and remember how beautiful it was.

Am thinking this shite, they borrowed from Bollywood and not Hollywood but who is counting.

And then on the Bollywood theme, NASA claims that there’s the money to be made. “Space colonization is, at its core, a real estate business. … Those that colonize space will control vast lands, enormous amounts of electrical power, and nearly unlimited material resources. [This] will create wealth beyond our wildest imagination and wield power – hopefully for good rather than for ill.” In other words, we would leave not only the Earth behind but also ourselves.

I am not making this shit up. It’s NASA’s website alright probably drafted by an intern from Bangalore…

That’s a common characteristic of such fantasies: their lack of imagination. Wild flights of technological fancy are accompanied by a stolid incapacity to picture the inner life of those who might inhabit such systems. People who would consider the idea of living in the Gobi Desert intolerable – where, an estate agent might point out, there is oxygen, radiation-screening, atmospheric pressure and 1g of gravity – rhapsodise about living on Mars. People who imagine that human life on Earth will end because of power and greed and oppression imagine we will escape these forces in pressure vessels controlled by technicians, in which we would be trapped like tadpoles in a jamjar.

If space colonisation is near impossible today, and space travel fraught with danger [when my friend Richard Branson, for all his billions, cannot even propel people safely into the reaches of our atmosphere] how will it look in a world that has fallen so far into disaster that leaving it for a lifeless, airless lump of rock would be perceived as a good option? A good business venture for real estate? A rare metals mining opportunity?

In these circumstances — methinks, we’d be lucky enough to possess the wherewithal to make stone soup, let alone break rocks for mining, or sell real estate to each other.


And then there are the Anachhorites. Anchorites to some but who cares for the grammar. It is their teleological thinking that I care for and the fact it harkens back to the dark Ages of religious intolerance. It brings back the days of Total and Complete Prohibition of Free thinking. That’s why we call it the Dark Ages. It seems that only by understanding this as a religious impulse, we can avoid the conclusion that those who gleefully await this future are insane.

And yet they captured both United States Houses of Representatives, this last week. Go Figure.

And they believe that just as it is easier to pray for life after death than it is to confront oppression, inequity, and hate — this current Stellar fantasy permits us to escape the complexities of life on Earth, for a starlit wonderland — far beyond the difficult to understand Scientific Politics of Climate Change.

In Interstellar, as in many other versions of the same “Run Away To The Stars” story, space is heaven, overseen by a benign Technology, peopled by delivering angels with oxygen tanks.

It’s as if hearing Mathew saying: “We have failed to prevent global warming, so we must adapt to it and run away as fast and as far as we can”

The “we” referred in these instance, is to drastically different people. We in the rich world can brook no taxation to encourage green energy, or regulation to discourage the consumption of fossil fuels. We cannot adapt even to an extra penny of tax. But the other “we”, which turns out to mean “they” – the people of the tropics – can and must adapt to the loss of their homes, their land and their lives, as entire regions become wastelands. Why is that not an option?

Yet the lives of the poor appear unimaginable to most people in our position, like the lives of those who might move to another planet or live inside a space station. Lives so drastically different that Aldous Huxley seems to have got it right, in his “Brave New world”

We are so stupidly different that we are unwilling and fearful to take a bold step in reducing the amount of energy we consume and replacing fossil fuels with other sources, simple and cheap as these are by comparison to all other options. We consider this to be inconceivable and outrageous, while the mass abandonment of much of the inhabited surface of the world due to global warming — seems a realistic and reasonable approach to the “inevitability” of Climate Change.

David Hume wrote: “It is not contrary to reason to prefer the destruction of the whole world to the scratching of my finger”

Here we see this contemplation ratified.

But at least Hume could explain what he meant, by contrast to Mathew and Richard, and Ellon, and most of those who talk breezily about adapting to a warming planet, and unhealthy atmosphere, and adapting to Climate Chaos, caused by climate breakdowns that will surely kill people by the billions…

What’s their solution?

Sea Levels Rise? Solution: Relocating cities to higher ground. More Solutions: Moving roads and railways, diverting rivers, depopulating nations, leaving the planet?

Never mind the details.

Technology — our interstellar God — will sort it out, some day, somehow.

Bollocks, I say.

I know.

You see — am a Technologist…



The perfect Storm:

Exuberant Technological Optimism, coupled with Serial Political Defeatism and Lack of Leadership.

This is the formula for the deferment of hard choices to an ever-receding Neverland of life after planetary death.

No wonder this Hollywood fallacy and Bollywood fantasy is so so very popular.

And to think of it that today the Rosetta spacecraft landed a probe on a comet 300,000,000 miles away from earth after a ten year journey through space makes me giddy with excitement. But even more so the fact that President Obama managed to corner President Xi of China for a comprehensive Climate deal in capping emissions from both countries…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 11, 2014


Take Courage Friends,

The Road is often Long,
The Path is never Clear
And the Stakes are Very High.

But Deep Down You Are Not Alone…


Cause if we come Together we’ll sort the Problems of this World and still maintain our Cheer…

Wisdom teaches you that everything that happens in this theatre of life has profound significance.

Amd yet as the bard says — it’s only an act.

Don’t take it too personally…

Yet in the gradbn scheme of things, what you sow is what you reap.

And over time this has a cumulative effect.

Thus what you see and experience today is not the fruit of chance but a fruit from the seeds planted in the past by none other than you.

So seek out the truth and only plant seeds of the fruits you weant to taste in the garden of Life.

Plant the seeds for the fruit bearing treess you want to grow and later in your Life, you will enjoy peace.

Plant the seeds of peace now and you will create a life of peace in the future.

As is for the individuals, so is for the Leaders.

The same applies for communities, nations, and ideologies. Plant the seeds of Peace in your pursuit of Governance and you shall be the Peacemaker Leader the world surely needs right about now.



Wisdom gives you the strength and conviction to understand that everything happens for a reason.

Please try to remember this when Life hurts.

It is only ignorance that makes you believe that life functions haphazardly.

Speaking at the Dail [The Irish Parliament] in Dublin this morning with a bunch of Great Independent Politicians about our need in Europe to fight corruption through Technology and Citizenship.

I spoke at the Dail, amongst other things, about the EUropean Austerity led poverty, and national subjugation, due to massive Corruption at the centre of EUrope and of what needs to happen to avoid another massive conflict the likes of which we haven’t seen in hundred years.

I spoke of our need to empower Liberty, Democracy, Privacy, and Citizenship across the whole of Europe in a harmonious and balanced way in order to avoid the ravages of the Previous World Wars emanating in Europe from exactly these same conditions we course thorugh today.

My thesis as a Political and Technological Innovator stands that by building New Social and Political Networks based on connected Technologies and by protecting the information sharing of whistleblowers revelations, and empowering citizen journalism and network sharing in our economies — we will not only enjoy the wealth of Networks but we will also be able to rid our Society and the European Union as a whole from the evil virus of massive Corruption.

On the day after the Anniversary of the Hundred Years since the Great War — we best rememnber the conditions that led to that bloodbath and recognize that the same conditions exist today.

The time is ripe for change. Massive change is coming down the pike whether we like it or not. It is indifferent to the Human Progress where we like it or want to stop it — but we must recognize it for what it is and address it.

We need to flow with this change to the ends of our bearings and inform our own constituencies that the flow of istory is like a mighty river. We can channel it to the good or…

It can be change that will serve us as Good People or destroy us as Sleeping Morons. It can be devastating, or rewarding. Our call.

And Yes — we can manage change…

And it is our choice of which path we will take this time around to reduce the inequity, the corruption, and the imbalances destroying Europe today.

That is why we are building a new Social Network of Citizens and Political actors along with empowered Humanity, in order to set our common house straight.

We will fight both corruption and apathy. We shall win the battle of imbalances and tribal strife within Europe, but above all else we will be able to govern and advocate from the middle through building Three Simple Things:

These are the main Policies I advocate and recognize as being ultimately necessary to rebuilt our Democracy: 1) Public Sector Reform, 2) Political Reform, and 3) Building an Economy for Entrepreneurs.

That’s all.

And that’s the focus we need to have in our Policies and Advocasy amongst our peers and constituencies in order to change Europe and our nations today for the best in order to avoid another massive war. T

Let’s engage in European Nation Building. That’s all it’s required. All the rest will follow…

And by following this path — we shall also be able to stop and punish the corrupt misdeeds of the mighty and fully corrupted Eurocrats, their German paymasters, and powerful industrial and Financial banking lobbies, who in partnership with the local small minded and politically motivated elites, are wreaking havoc throughout Europe today.



Time to bring down that wall…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 9, 2014

A Peace to Remember 100 years on

Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
The girls have picked them every one.
Oh, When will you ever learn?
Oh, When will you ever learn?

Young girls
They’ve taken husbands every one.

Young men
They’re all in uniform.

They’ve gone to graveyards every one.

They’re covered with flowers every one.

Young girls have picked them every one.



On the eve of the anniversary of the Great War One Hundred years on we best remember that we can either fight for PEACE in our lives now or we will earn the peace of the cemeteries for our young strapping lads being returned to their mothers in boxes….

Dear God, please, let there be peace in the world.

Poppies everywhere…

Pete Seeger reminds me of loved ones lost in the jaws of violence and hate.


Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko | November 7, 2014

State of the Heart

William Butler Yeats said it best: We all get lost in the noise and bubble of our busy lives and then wonder how did we come to be that way?

Yeats solution was simple. He went to live in a whorehouse and wrote Great poetry in the Bordello loved by many women of good to great repute… all the while remaining faithful to his one love…

Yeats’s friendship with aptly named Lady “Gonne” persisted, and, in Paris, in 1908, they finally consummated their relationship. “The long years of fidelity rewarded at last” was how another of his lovers described the event. Yeats was less sentimental and later remarked that “the tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.”

Same goes for our present day confused Intercourse with Life and each other right now.

But am asking this of us right now…

How did we come to be that way?

And what can we do about it?

Because we can’t all very well get up drop everything and go live in the whorehouse. Logistically there are not enough bordellos around to accommodate all of us Yeats wanna-bees and secondly we don’t all have the flair for the dramatic he had in opening up the feminine side of his.

So how did we get to this state of being where we consider anachoritic lifestyle and anti-social behaviour as salvation for what ails our modern life?

How did we create a world in which we have the desire to drop it all and go live in the monastery?

How did we create a world where our things own us and we have more and more useless goods to service, full of distractions and busy-ness, with far more work to do in order to maintain this useless lifestyle, as slaves to the machine?

How did we come to have less and less time to truly Live, and to majestically thrive in our humanness?

How did we come to have literally no leisure, no time for reflection, no time for friendship, no time for community, and no time to just sit?

How come we have no time to just be?

We have more things and less substance.

We’ve got busy lives, busy-ness, we’ve got the unexamined life.

Yet Socrates taught us that “The unexamined life is not worth living for someone considering themselves fully human.”

So how are we going to reconcile the impossible? How are we supposed to live, to examine, to be, to become, to be fully functional humans when we are so busy that we have no time to think?

This disease of being always “busy” — let’s call it what it is — the dis-ease of being busy and unable to focus, is mentally, physically, and spiritually destructive, to our health and wellbeing. It also destroys our communities and our families. It destroys our companies. It confuses our vision and obfuscates our mission. It saps our strength and diminishes our ability to be fully engaged, fully present, and fully functioning, with those we love the most, within our families, and within our societies. This disease of always ON, always connected, always busy, keeps us from living meaningful lives, prevents us from following our purpose of being here, and distracts us away forming the kind of community that we all so desperately crave.

Since the second World War, we have had so many new technological innovations that if they worked as advertised, we were promised, and accepted the premise that they would make our lives easier, faster, simpler. Yet, we have far less “free” or leisurely time today, than we did six decades ago.

For some of us, the “privileged” ones, the lines between work and home have become blurred. We are on our devices. All. The. Freaking. Time.

Smart phones the size of i-pads, and seriously Boolean laptops on the ready, we execute busy-ness all the freaking time. We can run a server from our laptops and a business on the go. We travel the world and in the airplanes the ubiquitousness of wireless internet makes unable to even watch the feel-good movies we so much wanted to. We miss all the rom-coms up in the air at twenty five miles high because we fear of missing out on some business and communication jungle tom-tom message that needs to be answered back urgently. Air stewardesses now tell me even the “sky high club” has now become defunct. Nobody hits on them, to join the club these days flying the unfriendly skies with crowded airplanes, bitchy staff, and less time on us for “cherchez la femme” in the clouds.

We run from conference to conference and complain that we can’t get time to be even more busy back behind the desk. And even if the conference doesn’t keep you adequately busy, like the WebSummit in Dublin that had no Internet… we still complain. The Irish Irony of the Internet Summit having no functioning Internet is not lost on me…

Yeats would have been proud. George Boole whose two hundred years celebration we attended last night, albeit too late to hear the Prime Minister’s speech and hit the bar — would have been furious at the singular lack of Boolean Logic. But James Joyce would have been smiling outright happy about the dark irony of our predicament in the “wake” after Wi-Fi, adding more juice to Finnegan’s Wake, because of Paddy’s short term thinking.

Go Figure.

A really techy WebSummit without functioning Wi-Fi, and thus No Internet, for me the Father of Wi-Fi was actually a dose of Reality affording me a healthy respite from the Busy state of being to a more genuinely human and far more attentive and meditative state of being. It allowed me to hear Mark Pincus, and Peter Thiel carefully when they shared their insights, and it gave me a fresh perspective on greeting the really really short Bono of U2 fame and Joshua Tree album sold to Apple’s Tim Cook for a shitload of money so then Apple can put it on the smartphone free for it’s consumers.

But this lack of Wi-Fi allowed me to think and it also led me to remember the reason why I named this Internet up in the Air thingy: “Wireless Fidelity”. Wi-Fi for short was naked that because although it was wireless it had absolutely no fidelity> It would drop you like a hooker drops a John after the last hurrah and “God Save the Queen” paeans of primal screams upon the joyous release of our precious man juice.

But I still called this Infidel Wireless Internet thing “The Wi-Fi” because this was the best way to market it. And market it I did: From giving the software and technology for Free to Apple and Steve Jobs back in the day, when he had just gotten back to lead the broken Apple company away from the abyss, all the way to Bill Gates of Microsoft in order to build the first campus wide wireless local area network inside their Redmond headquarters in Seattle.

So to offer poetic justice — I called this tart of a network, “Fidel” and hoped for the best — even though horns started sprouting from your head the moment you started turning on the wireless router back in the early days of the Wi-Fi revolution.

Same like Yeats called his own infidelities and glorious lovemaking “The sacking of Troy”:
“My arms are like the twisted thorn
And yet there beauty lay;
The first of all the tribe lay there
And did such pleasure take;
She who had brought great Hector down
And put all Troy to wreck.”

Of course things have improved dramatically since then for Wi-Fi users and sacked cities alike — but the Vision we had is lost. Wireless Fidelity is no more “Fidel” today than the street walkers of Dublin’s seamy side. Horns start growing out of your cranium today by having to use passwords and unique login identifiers signaling your Ip address and Mac address of your device to ensure … what exactly?

Why can’t we have simply open wireless networks all over and especially in Tech Conferences like the WebSummit employing smart Wi-Fi technology fully available from Day-One? AM talking of open source software allowing for constant “Swarm Architecture” in the cloud of smarms and “human starlings” enjoying basic allocated multiple channel, mixed signal and noise data streams that can have totemic priority access to alloow all of us the reach email and express communication emergencies or ordinary business needs — well before the guys streaming Pornhub at the WebSummit useless sixteen hundred StartUp idol stands crash the system?

Why can’t we have the WI-Fi like I envisioned it?

After all my robust Vision endures today. Connectivity for the people, from the people and by the people. All shared access all the time. All available all the time for all of us. No Passwords necessary.

Let’s knit this Vision together again because Wi-Fi needs a Renaissance since it lost it’s way.

Am also offering up this new WI-Fi vision also as a protection against intrusions of stupid folks trying to take away our Privacy, our Liberty, and our Democracy… We’ve been building wireless Networks with Privacy since day one at the community level. Seattle Wireless was just that in the early days.

So don’t despair about the state of Wi-Fi today because we will do better in the near term if I can help it. And we are sorting this lack of Privacy thing out with our new Social Network eVropa fully built with Privacy in mind. Our software is robust enough and you can get a glimpse at of the coming attractions.

Still Wi-Fi usage yesterday at the Web Summit in Dublin gave you big-ass horns that made you look like the proverbial Rudolf the red nose reindeer. Not to worry with Christmas approaching…

But back at the aforementioned No-Web web summit, the spectacle of horny horned, and desperately busy folks, running hither and nowhere, but being everywhere else but in the present moment and space, was so chaotic and disorienting that all the exits were jammed with people resembling herds of Siberian, Alaskan, or moose, utterly deadlocked and unable to enter or exit through normal size double doors — doors big enough for teams of horses at the Royal Horse Show hippodrome where the WebSummit was held in Dublin’s swanky green and beautiful WestBrit side.

Sorry for waxing rhetorically and stupidly about my travails and travels, but it’s only because am having a head cold and as am nursing this damn cold and coursing through the flu, without benefit of a night nurse, nor a steady bed companion, while traipsing around the world — methinks — am allowed to be cranky and Hunter Thompson like in ignominy.

Am channeling a bit of Yeats, Boole, and Joyce too — so forgive the riposte.

And even now that I am writing this silly bit, seriously in pain, in the cold, rainy, dark, and foreboding Joycean Dublin full of blonde fairies that make my heart swoon every time they hug me with a full frontal breast rub, in the Opium club — am becoming an Irish stud stallion all over again full of health vigour and comedic desires.

It’s all too much and really exhausting, being me… All the time. Sometimes am tired of being a Man.

Did I mentioned that we met a “Mr Ziegfried Strapon” yesterday at the Pub?

I’ll say no more about this encounter, save that it has something to do with Max Mosley’s German nights and a Hong Kong lecture form an anti-government authoritarian German from Belgium… Europe doesn’t get weirder than that. But I better shut up.

Go Figure.

You see how good the lack of Wi-Fi can be for us? We become silly again. We laugh like children all over again. We do humour better than before. We simply get back to our Good State of the Heart. We get back to being fully human again and thriving in connection. We regain our human community connection and get back to simply loving each other without the insularity and alienation pushing us to hide behind our devices and communication protocols.

Yet as the Founder’s Forum starts tomorrow — the third back to back conference I attend this calendar month — it means that there is no longer any division between the road, the office, the hotel, the conference, the airplane, and home. Even in bed amidst heroic embraces and thrusts criminal in several US states, the Irish blonde lashes check their smart phone to make sure they don’t miss the next party invitation or status of their friend’s night stand.

One has to hear the news about the catch of the day… or the thrust of the night as Yeats might have said from his long experiences living in a bordello… and reciting verses in a Fleet street tavern:

“We rode in sorrow, with strong hounds three,
Bran, Sceolan, and Lomair,
On a morning misty and mild and fair.
The mist-drops hung on the fragrant trees,
And in the blossoms hung the bees.
We rode in sadness above Lough Lean,
For our best were dead on Gavra’s green.”

Reading this makes everything alright with the world again. And it just took a moment of just being… in perfect communion with a long dead poet.



Yet, it doesn’t have to be this way.

We don’t have to live inside a bordello of constant interruptions and poking and screaming messages and twitching noises and twittering “birds” getting it on with strangers all night long.

We could live differently.

I met a young Arab Doctor at the “No-Web Summit” speaker’s lounge yesterday, and we shared the best human communication insights — speaking simply from the heart.

Khaled reminded me of another old Bedou friend and it brought back to me conversations of Bedouin wisdom and of how in the deserts of Arabia, and even today in many Muslim cultures, when you want to ask people You meet, or friends and family, or even complete strangers — you embrace them and ask them how they’re doing deep inside.

You ask in Arabic, Kayf haal-ik? or, in Persian, Haal-e shomaa chetoreh? How is your haal?

But what is this “Haal-ik” or the “Haal-e” that you inquire about?

It is the cardinal question about how is your heart. How is the condition of your heart. In what condition is the house of your Soul?

What is the ever changing and dynamic transient state of one’s heart is what I want to know. Please…

In reality, what people ask, is: “How is your heart doing at this very moment, at this breath?”

So in this secular West, when I ask, “How are you?” that is really what I would like to know.

Except nobody wants to go there…

It is too deep a visit into the rabbit hole of “Knowing Thyself” and people are afraid of the dark recesses of our Soul nesting in the heart muscle….

It’s easier to have a romp in the dark or up in the sky behind the curtain when everyone is sleeping — than ask soulful questions and receive meaningful answers.

I am not asking how many items are on your to-do list, nor asking how many items are in your inbox. I want to know how your heart is doing, at this very moment. Tell me. Tell me your heart is joyous, tell me your heart is aching, tell me your heart is sad, tell me your heart craves a human touch. Examine your own heart, explore your soul, and then tell me something about your heart and your soul.

Tell me you remember you are still a human being, not just a human doing. Tell me you’re more than just a machine, checking off items from your to-do list. Have that conversation, that glance, that touch. Be a healing conversation, one filled with grace and presence.

Put your hand on my arm, look me in the eye, and connect with me for one second. Tell me something about your heart, and awaken my heart. Help me remember that I too am a full and complete human being, a human being who also craves a human touch.

I teach at a university where many students pride themselves on the “study hard, party hard” lifestyle. This might be a reflection of many of our lifestyles and our busy-ness — that even our means of relaxation is itself a reflection of that same world of overstimulation. Our relaxation often takes the form of action-filled (yet mindless) films, or violent and face-paced sports.

I don’t have any magical solutions. All I know is that we are losing the ability to live a truly human life.

We need a different relationship to work, to technology. We know what we want: a meaningful life, a sense of community, a balanced existence. It’s not just about “leaning in” or faster iPhones. We want to be truly human.

W. B. Yeats once wrote:

“It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight on a battlefield.”

How exactly are we supposed to examine the dark corners of our soul when we are so busy? How are we supposed to live the examined life?

I am always a prisoner of hope, but I wonder if we are willing to have the structural conversation necessary about how to do that, how to live like that. Somehow we need a different model of organizing our lives, our societies, our families, our communities.

I want my kids to be dirty, messy, even bored — learning to become human. I want us to have a kind of existence where we can pause, look each other in the eye, touch one another, and inquire together: Here is how my heart is doing? I am taking the time to reflect on my own existence; I am in touch enough with my own heart and soul to know how I fare, and I know how to express the state of my heart.

How is the state of your heart today?

Let us insist on a type of human-to-human connection where when one of us responds by saying, “I am just so busy,” we can follow up by saying, “I know love. We all are. But I want to know how your heart is doing.”

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