Topledere dropper lycraen

For nogle år siden “skulle” man som topleder vise omverdenen, at man havde 100% kontrol, og det gjorde man ved at dyrke en eller anden form for ekstremsport. Maraton, triathlon, Ironman, etc. Den trend er på retur, fortæller DJØF-bladet, og en mere indadskuende trend er på vej. Topledere har tænkt nærmere over, hvad de 15-20 timer, de brugte på hård træning i en i forvejen presset kalender, ellers kunne bruges til. Jeg tænker straks: Familien. Men man kunne jo også læse en bog eller noget.

Samfund/miljø/politik

Tragikomisk

Det er ikke Rokoko-Posten og ikke The Onion og ikke The Borowitz Report, næh, det er ramme alvor. Se de skønne billeder af mænd, der modtager priser fra mænd for deres fremragende indsats for kønsligestilling. I Emiraterne.

vejledning i ministeriel rapportlæsning

I dagens Danmark har vi simpelthen brug for en vejledning i, hvordan vi undgår at lade os snyde af “rapporter” fra ministerier. Det ville være grinagtigt, hvis det ikke var så sørgeligt.

Steffen Groth har i POV påvist, at Berlingske simpelthen fik en anden rapport end den, der blev sendt til Danmarks Statistik. Så det var på ingen måde sådan, at Berlingske bare “læste det, de havde lyst til at læse” i rapporten om 3. generations indvandrere. Næh, de blev fodret med fordrejede data.

Teknologi

mors kreditkort er fair game for Facebook

Vi vidste det jo sådan set godt, men nu er det afsløret: Facebook har med fuldt overlæg presset børn til at bruge deres forældres kreditkort på in-app køb.

Digital sikkerhedstjekliste

Okay, du er SÅ træt af at høre om, at dit privatliv bliver overvåget, og i sidste uge skrev jeg, at dit e-mail password er lækket. Hold.Nu.Op. Ja, det ville jeg egentlig godt, men det holder jo ikke op med at komme imod os som en flodbølge, og vi skylder alle os selv og hinanden at være bare lidt mere forsigtige end at forlænge passwordet fra 1234 til 123456. Tjeklisten leveret af nyhedsbrevet Trykstart.

Viden

#fakenews

Det første store studie om fake news viser mere end noget andet, at det er meget vanskeligt at måle eksponeringen for fake news. Men der er evidens for, at det i højere grad er et fænomen på højrefløjen end på venstrefløjen.

algoritmen bag al læring

Leveret af Nobelpristager i fysik Richard Feynman. Kan du forklare det til en otte-årig, har du forstået det.

Kunst og kultur

Det sker ikke så tit

Flygtning strandet i fem år på en af Australiens mildest talt ugæstfrie øer for flygtninge – inspirationen til regeringens Lindholm – skriver sin fortælling, én SMS ad gangen, og vinder Australiens største litterære pris. Jeg har købt den med det samme. Tænk, hvis vi kunne gøre ham rig, så han kunne hjælpe både sig selv og andre flygtninge og samtidig sige et par bandeord til den australske og andre regeringer. Tak til Gabriela for den historie.

Beautiful Boy

Jeg har set den, og det burde alle forældre – og alle de, der mener, at det er forældrenes skyld, når børn bliver narkomaner.

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Same same but different

The Grand Mosque, Abu Dhabi.

Abu Dhabi is same same but different compared to Dubai. Or at least that’s how I experienced it. In the taxi there – one long ride on a motorway, straight as an arrow. Every five minutes we passed a mosque. When the muezzin calls to prayer, the mosque must be so close that every faithful can make it to prayer before the call finishes.

We lived privately with my friend who now lives there with her consultant husband and their children. She has a job (not many of the “wives” have a job in Abu Dhabi) as teacher at the woman university. Oh my, I just can’t believe what it’s like to teach a class full of women in black black black, veils too. It’s possible though, says my friend.

The MAN in Abu Dhabi is this guy:

Sheik Khalifa al Zayed is the son of The Nation’s Father and seems to be a somewhat more sensible ruler than his counterpart in Dubai. Education, nature preservation and ART are some of the important issues on his agenda. The maddest, craziest, loveliest project is Saadiyat Island, where, in a few years’ time, more art will be on display in the smallest space than ever before. Louvre, British Museum and Guggenheim, door to door. Read about it here (official web page).

There’s also an “entertainment island”, called Yas Island. One of the attractions there is Ferrari World and a Formula One track. In the middle of the track is the Yas Hotel. A design jewel with wonderful restaurants. However, I wouldn’t like to stay there when the racing is on.

All this is made possible by underpaid and overworked immigrant workers from Pakistan, India, Bangladesh, etc. etc. They are transported in ugly run-down busses to their workplace in the early morning and they are picked up again at dusk. At the time we were there, the climate was merciful to hardworking people. However, they work in the summer too, when it’s 50 degrees Celsius in the shade. They don’t work in the shade.

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Some, but only some, of my prejudices confirmed

Exactly as foretold by friends who’ve been, my visit to the United Arab Emirates has been a constant journey between Las Vegas and the Orient. Our hotel The Atlantis on “the Palm” (se picture of it in previous post) was opulent beyond description and with so many people serving that it was close to creepy. As a Scandinavian, it’s almost impossible not to be embarrassed when your suitcases are carried, your chair pulled out and the tap turned on for you in the public toilets. But it’s still wonderful to sleep in a perfect bed, bathe in utter luxury, look out at the azure sea when you pull the curtains and eat delicious meals everywhere you go.

Sitting at the pool, studying the most international crowd I’ve ever seen in one place is nothing short of sensational. Most interesting to us were of course the native arabs in their abayas and dishdashas, a good deal of the women with their faces totally covered. We were sick with curiosity as to how these women eat, so took great care to place ourselves so we could see some of them in the restaurants. The great majority of them will place themselves with their backs to the crowd and then simply remove the Niqab while eating. We only saw a few who stuck the food into their mouths behind the veil, which I have to admit looks stupidly awkward, but will work well if you need to lose weight. These people seem to be impossibly rich, which you must be to hire the luxury suite at the hotel at a mere £30,000 a night. But then it covers almost a thousand m2!

We left the hotel a few times to see some of the architectural feats of Dubai. Firstly, the truly amazing Burj Al Arab hotel in the shape of a giant sail. Both inside and out it takes your breath away. I believe that if the Pharaohs were still around, they’d build like this. Great splendour, lots of gold but still stylish. Click the link above to see the Wikipedia article or click here to see my own pictures.

The following day we went to the top of the man-made world, the Burj Khalifa. The elevator to the 124th floor is the fastest on the planet with 10 meters per second. That’s almost as fast as Usain Bolt… There’s a funny story to this fountain pen-like structure. Almost until its inauguration it was called Burj Dubai and signposted as such all over the city and beyond. But as Dubai ran out of money before the completion, they had to borrow a substantial amount from incredibly rich neighbour Abu Dhabi. Suddenly all signs were taken down and when they were put up again a few days later, the building had a new name, the Burj Khalifa. Khalifa happens to be the name of the ruler of Abu Dhabi.

Abu Dhabi is where we went after Dubai – it’s a 90 minute taxi ride which will cost you around £40. My visit here with a dear friend will be in my next post. It is now very late and a taxi is picking us up here at 5am tomorrow morning to go home to windy, snowy Denmark.

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