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From a letter from Anton Checkov 1886
Cultured people must, in my opinion, satisfy the following conditions:
1. They respect human personality, and therefore they are always kind, gentle, polite, and ready to give in to others. They do not make a row because of a hammer or a lost piece of india-rubber; if they live with anyone they do not regard it as a favour and, going away, they do not say “nobody can live with you.” They forgive noise and cold and dried-up meat and witticisms and the presence of strangers in their homes.
2. They have sympathy not for beggars and cats alone. Their heart aches for what the eye does not see…. They sit up at night in order to help P…., to pay for brothers at the University, and to buy clothes for their mother.
3. They respect the property of others, and therefor pay their debts.
4. They are sincere, and dread lying like fire. They don’t lie even in small things. A lie is insulting to the listener and puts him in a lower position in the eyes of the speaker. They do not pose, they behave in the street as they do at home, they do not show off before their humbler comrades. They are not given to babbling and forcing their uninvited confidences on others. Out of respect for other people’s ears they more often keep silent than talk.
5. They do not disparage themselves to rouse compassion. They do not play on the strings of other people’s hearts so that they may sigh and make much of them. They do not say “I am misunderstood,” or “I have become second-rate,” because all this is striving after cheap effect, is vulgar, stale, false….
6. They have no shallow vanity. They do not care for such false diamonds as knowing celebrities, shaking hands with the drunken P., [Translator’s Note: Probably Palmin, a minor poet.] listening to the raptures of a stray spectator in a picture show, being renowned in the taverns…. If they do a pennyworth they do not strut about as though they had done a hundred roubles’ worth, and do not brag of having the entry where others are not admitted…. The truly talented always keep in obscurity among the crowd, as far as possible from advertisement…. Even Krylov has said that an empty barrel echoes more loudly than a full one.
7. If they have a talent they respect it. They sacrifice to it rest, women, wine, vanity…. They are proud of their talent…. Besides, they are fastidious.
8. They develop the aesthetic feeling in themselves. They cannot go to sleep in their clothes, see cracks full of bugs on the walls, breathe bad air, walk on a floor that has been spat upon, cook their meals over an oil stove. They seek as far as possible to restrain and ennoble the sexual instinct…. What they want in a woman is not a bed-fellow … They do not ask for the cleverness which shows itself in continual lying. They want especially, if they are artists, freshness, elegance, humanity, the capacity for motherhood…. They do not swill vodka at all hours of the day and night, do not sniff at cupboards, for they are not pigs and know they are not. They drink only when they are free, on occasion…. For they want mens sana in corpore sano.
And so on. This is what cultured people are like. In order to be cultured and not to stand below the level of your surroundings it is not enough to have read “The Pickwick Papers” and learnt a monologue from “Faust.” …
What is needed is constant work, day and night, constant reading, study, will…. Every hour is precious for it…. Come to us, smash the vodka bottle, lie down and read…. Turgenev, if you like, whom you have not read.
You must drop your vanity, you are not a child … you will soon be thirty. It is time!
I expect you…. We all expect you.
All the elements are me and mine. ARIA ISRC number AUAWN0222116
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Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
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David Daniel Ball calls himself the Conservative Voice.
I'm a teacher with three decades experience teaching math to high school kids.I also work with first graders and kids in between first grade and high school. I know the legends of why Hypatia's dad is remembered through his contribution to Math theory. And I know the legend of why followers of Godel had thought he had disproved God's existence.
I'm not a preacher, but I am a Christian who has written over 28 books all of which include some reference to my faith. Twelve blog books on world history and current affairs, detailing world events , births and marriages on each day of the year, organised by month. Twelve books on the background to and history of Bible Quotes. One Bible quote per day for a year. An intro to a science fiction series I'm planning, post apocalyptic cyber punk. An autobiography with short story collections.
I'm known in Australia for my failure as a whistleblower over the negligence death of a school boy. ...
While Elon Musk is busy landing reusable rockets and building robot swarms on Earth, the CCP has gone full 'Musk but make it bioweapons': they're launching fleets of Starship-inspired rockets crewed by copycat Optimus robots, blasting 'Fau Chi' biolabs straight into Low Earth Orbit.
These gleaming orbital stations, proudly emblazoned with the Chinese characters 福奇 (Fú Qí — sounding suspiciously like 'Fau Chi'), are officially designated as The Science™ Research Facilities. Perfect for safe, ethical gain-of-function experiments on exciting new pathogens like TDS (Trump Derangement Syndrome), 'Last Millennia' nostalgia plagues, and the deadly 'We Are Living in 2026' variant.
The endgame? A billion trusting parents worldwide voluntarily neutering their own children on expert 'Fau Chi' advice from the heavens — because nothing says 'public health' like taking guidance from a floating Chinese biolab with reusable re-entry capabilities.
Don't give up on hope. Western Civilisation is on the nose of universities in Australia. Sydney University collapsed in 1990, and her upper executive got replaced by ALP managerialists as Keating fought a culture war which the Liberal Party have not effectively engaged. Dame Kramer had been made Chancellor, but the Chancellor's position is not executive at Sydney University. Kramer fought effectively for Western Values, but the University, now, is as partisan left as the ABC is now. Kramer had been a powerful presence in charge of the ABC too.
In 1990, Sydney University lost her Chancellor and Vice Chancellor. The Chancellor, Hermann David Black, died after a long illness. James Anthony Rowland, a former governor of NSW took the chancellor's position for a few years, before passing it to Kramer in 1991. She held on to 2001. From 1981 to 1990, John Manning Ward was the executive head of Sydney University as Vice Chancellor. He had been writing a trilogy on Australian conservative leaders ...

Salt: The Unsung Architect of Human Destiny
Throughout the grand narrative of mankind, countless forces have sculpted who we are—writing that captured thought, the wheel that conquered distance, gunpowder that redrew empires, and the relentless grind of weather, migration, and invention. From our emergence from water to land, the climb into trees and descent to grasslands, survival in arctic wastes and rugged mountains, to the patient arts of farming, mining, and tool-making, humanity’s story is one of adaptation. Yet amid these “fathers” of civilization, one humble mineral stands as a quiet revolutionary: salt.
Salt has coursed through our veins and history since the dawn of humanity. Early man, scavenging and hunting, drew sodium from meat and natural sources. In Southeast Africa, the robust jaws of “Nutcracker Man” (Paranthropus boisei) speak to diets forged in tough environments—perhaps even hinting at a drive toward salty shores or crustacean-rich waters. Could this craving have sparked early tool use, as hominins cracked shells and foraged along coasts? Over a million years of dietary evolution, salt wasn’t mere seasoning; it was survival fuel, shaping physiology and behavior long before recorded time.
The real transformation came with settlement. As hunter-gatherers turned to agriculture, plant-heavy diets demanded supplementation. Salt stepped forward not just for flavor but as the preserver that tamed spoilage, enabled trade, and sustained growing populations. Some 5,000–7,000 years ago in Europe, prehistoric ingenuity birthed dedicated salt towns. At sites like Poiana Slatinei-Lunca in Romania (as early as ~6050 BCE) and Solnitsata in Bulgaria (~5500–4200 BCE), communities boiled brine from salt springs in pottery, producing this vital commodity on an industrial scale for the time. These were among the earliest urban centers, walled to protect their “white gold,” driving economy, trade, and social organization.
From there, salt’s influence exploded. It preserved fish and meat for Egyptian pharaohs and Roman legions. It funded empires through taxes and monopolies. Roman soldiers received salarium—salt money—giving us the very word “salary.” Salt roads crisscrossed continents, much like the wheel expanded mobility. In China, detailed records of salt production date back millennia; in the Americas and beyond, it underpinned rituals, medicine, and cuisine. Without reliable salt, long voyages, armies on campaign, and stored winter provisions would have faltered. Gunpowder may have conquered battlefields, but salt quietly conquered hunger and scarcity.
Even today, salt binds us to this ancient legacy. It flavors our tables, preserves our food, and powers industries, while debates rage over its health effects in modern abundance. We’ve come far from boiling brine in Neolithic pots or scavenging coastal resources, yet the mineral remains essential—linking our evolutionary past to our global present.
Salt didn’t invent the wheel or pen the first script, but it made those achievements sustainable. It turned fragile surpluses into enduring civilizations. In the pantheon of forces that explain why people are the way we are—resilient, interconnected, inventive—salt deserves its place among the great fathers of mankind. From the African savannas to European saltworks and beyond, it has seasoned not just our food, but the entire human journey. Until today, and into whatever future we boil, mine, or trade next.
What a crystalline thread running through it all.

