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September 27, 2013

Gorilla Barilla

Filed under: Nonsense I've spouted — DannyO @ 5:15 am

Boycotting Barilla Pasta is a stupid, shortsighted idea. I shall explain why.

For those of you haven’t been reading the news below the fold, Guido Barilla, chairman and part owner of the Barilla Group, a global, privately-held, family-owned food producer with assets worth 3B euros and a yearly income, after all taxes have been paid, of more than 75M euros, is a jackass with antiquated views on social issues, which I will not dignify by describing here. It has been suggested, by people who don’t really think things through, that people who disagree with his views should boycott the products that make up a small percentage of his company’s sales.

Let’s imagine, for a moment, that the boycott succeeds beyond expectations: Barilla goes out of business tomorrow, and Guido never earns another cent, but instead is forced to live on his savings. The unfortunate man will have to make due with a mere billion or so. Perhaps, if things get really rough, he’ll have to sell off that Picasso he bought for $100M in 2004 — it might even be worth more today. $100M will keep the lights on for a while.

While the boycotters celebrate ex-Chairman Barilla’s early retirement, they might do well to also consider the fate of the other 14,000 employees of the Barilla Group, including the people who actually make the product, drive the trucks, and all the other things that need to get done and that the members of the Barilla Group board do not do themselves. They’re out of work, and they don’t have hundreds of millions of dollars to cushion their landings. They, and their families, are the ones who will suffer. Guido might be annoyed, but, as the song goes, he’s never going to know the joy of a welfare Christmas.

September 21, 2013

Puzzling behavior

Filed under: Nonsense I've spouted,Uncategorized — DannyO @ 6:09 am

This morning I finished a 1,000-piece puzzle that I’ve been working on, in spare moments (in short supply these days!) since Labor Day weekend. It probably takes me a lot longer than most people to do a puzzle like this because I don’t have enough table-top space in any one room to do the puzzle in one place; I have two small tables in two different rooms. I dump out all the pieces in one room and start to assemble them, and then take the assembled bits into the other room. When I get a fixed idea of what, say, the next ten pieces I need look like, then I go back to the other room to hunt for them, but usually I end up finding something else, etc. I can’t keep more than about a dozen puzzle pieces in my memory at one time, so there are many trips back and forth.

It also probably slows me down that I don’t spend much time looking at the box to see what the puzzle is supposed to look like. (In fact, back when my vision was better and I had more time, I used to enjoy doing puzzles upside down and then flipping them over to see what the picture was, a game invented and mastered by one of my grand-aunts.) My wife uses the opposite strategy — she spends a lot of time looking at the box and figuring out exactly where each piece goes, so she can put a piece exactly where it’s supposed to go even if she hasn’t found its neighbors. I don’t know where things go in the final image, but I know which pieces are their neighbors. I tend to do things like blue skies, snowy fields, and other monochromatic areas first, because anything that distracts my eye from the shapes slows me down. As I have mentioned before, my eyesight isn’t what it used to be.

I think my younger daughter uses the same sort of method as my wife, but it all happens too frighteningly fast to be sure. She can put together a puzzle of a painting in less time than it took to paint the original.

A side effect of the way that I do puzzles is that I tend to start at one end and fill in or expand out.  In this case, I started near middle of the puzzle, where there is a river in the image, and all of the pieces have a characteristic color. In the foreground, on the near side of the river, are some farmers, and a little past them, in the distance, are some people strolling along a river. Beyond them, there is a boat on the river. I finished this part of the puzzle — which contains all the people — by Labor Day. Today I finished the top part of the tree that dominates the entire image, and then stepped back and viewed the image in its entirety. I had been focussing so much on the tree that I’d almost forgotten about the people in the image.

p.s. I’ve done this puzzle before; you might have seen the photos I posted. You can find an image of the original work here. It’s a wonderful work and I’m thinking of buying a large copy to hang in our dining room.

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