Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinning free, Dizzy with eternity. Paint it with a skin of sky, Brush in some clouds and sea, Call it home for you and me. A peaceful place or so it looks from space, A closer look reveals the human race. Full of hope, full of grace Is the human face, But afraid we may lay our home to waste.
Throwing Stones, lyrics by John Perry Barlow and Bob Wier
Two weeks ago I spoke at the TTI/Vanguard " Global Threats…Global Opportunities” conference in Washington DC. An eclectic set of topics, with very interesting speakers.