The resurrection plant
Once most organisms die their life-cycle is complete, but for this plant its just a step in the process. Commonly found in the desert, it can be blown for miles and miles on the sand for up to several decades as a lifeless bunch of brown branches.
The rare instance when rain appears is when things get interesting. When the resurrection plant lands in say a puddle of rain water, it’s branches start to open up exposing it’s seeds. As the rain drops hit these seeds it scatters them around the puddle of water. Within days the seedlings appear and grow very quickly. Bugs pollinate the small white flowers of the young plants.
However, once the rain goes away, the plant dies in the hot desert sun only to start the cycle over again as a tumble weed bouncing around until the next storm.
Each of these stages of the plant are called phenological events. Where the root word pheno means “to appear”.
Whatever prevents you from doing your work has become your work.
— Albert Camus
The Valley might not actually make much in the way of tangible goods, but like industrial centers before it, it’s the place where the astounding success of the very few has been held out to the youth in exchange for their time, their energy, and—well, their youth.
A real interesting article that rings true with what I’ve seen.
But then again, it’s a bit of a sop story of the ‘exploitation’ of advantaged, educated, mostly white, males, who generally end up with big salaries if they don’t make it ‘rich’. (Seriously, what is rich anymore?)
These folks are doing it by choice. Taking a relatively small risk. I think they’ll be just fine. Many others live with stress, in poor conditions without the slightest prospect of going to a hip bar, yet alone getting this wealthy, or any kind of wealthy.
It’s like a prep school for the one-per-centers.
As pointed out by many of you, the Winston Churchill quote I reblogged yesterday, was apparently not an actual quote by Churchill. Mic Wright dives into the history of what was actually said, and how it was twisted in the age of Twitter.
It’s still a great quote though.