I read today about “Suspended Coffee” and thought I’d pass it along. As usual, it’s a practice that has been going on for decades (at least) and I’m just finding out about it.
Each day, I check the “What’s New” section of the Snopes website and saw an article talking about Suspended Coffee. My first thought was that it must be a way of brewing coffee – you know, like leaving the grounds “suspended” in the boiling water (like tea) instead of running water or steam through the grounds. I was wrong. It’s a very nice tradition that apparently started in Italy after World War II.
After the war, many people had lost everything. Most people didn’t have much but some people still had enough to enjoy a cup of coffee. They saw people who couldn’t even afford that. So, in the city of Naples, a few people who had the means would buy a cup of coffee for themselves and then pay for another cup and tell the owner it was a suspended coffee. They called it “caffe sospeso” (suspended coffee or pending coffee). Later, if someone came into the shop who didn’t look like they could afford a cup of coffee, the owner would ask them if they’d like a cup. This was a nice way of telling them that a cup of coffee had already been bought for them. By staying anonymous, the buyer didn’t embarrass the person who got the free coffee and there was no worry about the receiver of the gift needing to reciprocate.
No one seems quite sure how it got started. Why would people who couldn’t afford a cup of coffee come into the cafe in the first place? How would the people who paid for two coffees know that someone might come in later to claim it? I don’t know either but somebody started it. Perhaps it was a marketing scheme. The cafe owner would look like a nice guy if he spread the word that he would offer that service. I prefer to think that kind people suggested it – remembering the words of Jesus:
Then he turned to his host. “When you put on a luncheon or a banquet,” he said, “don’t invite your friends, brothers, relatives, and rich neighbors. For they will invite you back, and that will be your only reward. Instead, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind. Then at the resurrection of the righteous, God will reward you for inviting those who could not repay you.” Luke 14: 12-14 NLT
originally posted on weired.com
Men are like trees; though the water with wich they are watered is the same yet the fruits are not alike.
Hazrat Ali Maxim
We’re all going to die. And when we do, Google wants us to continue controlling our digital selves.
Google announced today that users of its myriad digital services can control how their data is handled while they’re taking a dirt nap. The awkwardly named Inactive Account Manager lets you tell Google to delete or share your precious data with a predetermined person after a specified period of inactivity.
The “Timeout Period” — as entertaining a euphemism for death as we’ve heard — can be set to three, six, nine or 12 months. After that time has elapsed, you will receive a text message and an email before Google forwards all those Picasa photos from Vegas to your mom. The service pulls data from Blogger, your contacts, email, Google+, Picasa, YouTube and Google Voice.
As we become more intertwined with digital services, just what we’re supposed to do with all that data after death has entered the zeitgeist. After the death of film critic Roger Ebert, for example, his Twitter account has become a a source of information from the editor of RogerEbert.com Jim Emerson and his widow, Chaz Ebert.
Other services like DeadSocial send Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIn messages after your death. You can schedule messages from your social network accounts for up to 400 years from now, although it’s unlikely Facebook will, like MySpace, be anything more than a graveyard by then. Of course, you can also just use HootSuite to schedule messages before you engage in any especially dangerous activities.
Like, say, crossing the street while staring at your smartphone.
Originally posted on wired.com
Life is short. Don not live for making others happy. No one will care if you are happy or not. Dont harm others but even do not trade of your happiness and comfort for others. This is my simple rule of life and it has been developed over the years after many lesson learning.
You dont need to show others how happy and comfortable with your life you are. There are some people whose presence irritates me.When I look why I hate them so much I dont find any reason and thats the beauty of it because yiu you find the reason then you regret for disappointing others.
My life , my rules and my way of living is a very simple rule which if acted upon makes life very easy.