barby02 wrote:Iskreno, ovo sto dolazi je previse zastrasujuce. . . al uzdam se da vecina predsjednika drzava ima svoje astrologe. . .( naravno, sem Balkanskih. . sta ce nama astrolozi sem da ih upute na mjesto gdje jos ima koja zlatna kasika. .)
Na ovom forumu nisam pročitao ovako zastrašujuće stvari kao što je ova gore.
Ljudi koji kontrolišu druge (predsjednici i drugi) su na svojim pozicijama upravo zato što
1. oni kontrolišu ili pokušavaju kontrolisati a ne dopuštaju mogućnosti da događajima "upravljaju zvijezde"
2. posao im olakšava to što široke narodne mase vjeruju da ih kontrolišu zvijezde, a ne beskrupulozna ljudska bića
Kada bih saznao da se moćni ljudi služe astrologijom da bi povlačili poteze (mada nije isključeno i da ima takvih, ali koji su vjerovatno slučajno došli tamo gdje jesu), ne bih mogao zaspati...
Prije bih rekao da ovi naš "zlatnokašikari" koriste tako nešto, jer vode jako nasumične i štetne poteze.
Douglas Adams-ova trilogija iz pet dijelova, "Vodič kroz Galaksiju za autostopere" se završava totalnim uništenjem Zemlje u svim vjerovatnoćama i paralelnim univerzumima, i to iz prostog razloga što je vođa Grebulonaca, dramatično glupe rase koja se naselila na "desetom planetu Sunčevog sistema", usvojila Zemaljsku astrologiju, u datom mjesecu vidio da mu "Zemlja u Jarcu" nikako ne paše (taj mjesec će mu biti jako loš) pa je odlučio da je ukloni.
Stanje se nije popravilo.
Ukoliko ovim komentarom i citatom vrijeđam nekog ko vjeruje u astrologiju, ne izvinjavam se, svi ste apsolutno zaslužili.
Položaj Marsa, geološki mrtve planete dovoljno daleke da nema nikakav utjecaj na Zemlju, prema sazvijeđu dalekom nekoliko desetina svjetlosnih godina, da utiče na bolesti i smrtnosti u mom gradu? Jao hljebe dragi.......

Douglas Adams wrote:He needed a sense of purpose in life, which was why he had turned to astrology to fill the yawning gulf that existed in the middle of his mind and soul. That would tell him something, surely.
Well, it was telling him something.
It was telling him, as far as he could make out, that he was about to have a very bad month, that things were going to go from bad to worse if he didn't get a grip on things and start making some positive moves and thinking things out for himself.
It was true. It was very clear from his star chart which he had worked out using his astrology book and the computer program which that nice Tricia McMillan had designed for him to re-triangulate all the appropriate astronomical data. Earth-based astrology had to be entirely recalculated to yield results that were meaningful to the Grebulons here on the tenth planet out on the frozen edges of the solar system.
The recalculations showed absolutely clearly and unambiguously that he was going to have a very bad month indeed, starting with today. Because today Earth was starting to rise into Capricorn, and that, for the Grebulon leader, who showed all the character signs of being a classic Taurus, was very bad indeed.
Now was the time, his horoscope said, for taking positive actions, making tough decisions, seeing what needed to be done and doing it. This was all very difficult for him, but he knew that nobody ever said that doing tough stuff wasn't tough. The computer was already tracking and predicting the second-by-second location of the planet Earth. He ordered the great grey turrets to swivel.
...
A tremendous feeling of peace came over him. He knew that at last, for once and for ever, it was now all, finally, over.
In the darkness of the bridge at the heart of the Vogon ship, Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz sat alone. Lights flared briefly across the external vision screens that lined one wall. In the air above him the discontinuities in the blue and green watery sausage shape resolved themselves. Options collapsed, possibilities folded into each other, and the whole at last resolved itself out of existence.
A very deep darkness descended. The Vogon captain sat immersed in it for a few seconds.
"Light" he said.
There was no response. The bird, too, had crumpled out of all possibility.
The Vogon turned on the light himself. He picked up the piece of paper again and placed a little tick in the little box. Well, that was done. His ship slunk off into the inky void.
In spite of having taken what he regarded as an extremely positive piece of action, the Grebulon Leader ended up having a very bad month after all. It was pretty much the same as all the previous months except that there was now nothing on the television any more. He put on a little light music instead.

