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Jeanne Moreau
Jeanne Moreau

Jeanne Moreau, a renowned French actress, was born on January 23, 1928. Known for her unique acting style and diverse roles, she is one of the iconic figures in the French film industry. more

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“Binti yako mwenye umri wa miaka kumi na nne kwa mfano, anaomba umnunulie gari kama ulivyofanya kwa kaka yake mwenye umri wa miaka kumi na nane. Mara ya kwanza unamwambia utamnunulia atakapofikisha umri wa miaka kumi na nane kama ulivyofanya kwa kaka yake. Lakini baada ya wiki moja binti yako anakuomba tena kitu kilekile, yaani gari. Utajisikiaje? Utakereka, sivyo? Jinsi utakavyokereka binti yako kukuomba kitu ambacho tayari ameshakuomba, ndivyo Mungu anavyokereka sisi kumwomba vitu ambavyo tayari tumeshamwomba. Ukiomba kitu kwa mara ya kwanza Mungu amekusikia, tayari ameshaandaa malaika wa kukuletea jibu. Unachotakiwa kufanya, baada ya kuomba, shukuru mpaka jibu lako litakapofika. Mungu huthamini zaidi maombi ya kushukuru kuliko maombi ya kuomba. Binti yako anachotakiwa kufanya baada ya kukuomba gari ni kukushukuru mpaka gari yake itakapofika, si kukuomba mpaka gari yake itakapofika.”

“We can contain these threats with the right regulatory frameworks. We always have.” Anatole responded, “These are not our grandfather’s threats. Even the nuclear threat remains uncontained. We cannot put that genie back into its bottle.” Braun pressed, “So, what is your solution?” Anatole began to sweat visibly as he started his big reveal. “The superorganism demands our servitude. It demands growth, innovation, and invention. It demands our sacrifice. We cannot resist its clarion call. Can anyone explain why we need social media? Or cryptocurrency? Of course, you can. But you’d have a hard time explaining what problem these technologies solved. If the goals of progress are freedom, safety, health, and happiness, shouldn’t we stop and ask ourselves if we actually feel safer, freer, healthier, and happier?”

“Great beauty and youth capture our attention, excite a deep pleasure; however, why shouldn't our souls gaze at a countenance over which the years have passed? Isn't there a story there, one unknown, full of pain or beauty, which pours its reflection into the features, a story we can read with some compassion or at least get a slight hint of its meaning? The young point toward the future; the old tell of a past.”