The act of being in motion. As in wind, when its blowing. Or to boast (your own musical instrument as it were). Or to expel air. As in blowing a whistle.
This last use of the verb blow is what I want to ponder on. These days 'whistleblowers' are coming out of the woodwork, airports, companies and agencies and what not. One such blower has taken residence inside a Russian airport because after blowing said whistle about the security apparatus of this country, now finds himself unable to blow (or be in motion). Or so we are led to believe by those that are still able to blow their trumpets (or news horns).
Other form of whistle blowers when growing up were literally that, in the form of a traffic cop. They had a whistle in their mouth to make themselves heard above the traffic din. Their job was to manage the traffic whilst managing to operate the blowing instrument that was strung around their neck. Fprrrrr Fprrrrr and on and on to get the attention of the perpetratee (or is it perpetrator?) who has already absconded on his two wheeler of choice leaving a tangle of trounced pedestrians to their pedestrian dilemmas and steam blowing at each other.
The other species known for its whistle blowing is avian. These are myriad of birds that visit our yard in the summer and blow notes that must mean something to their kind. Others join in and a chaotic exchange ensues but it provides for a tranquil ambience. Then the wind blows and they all take off in search of new mates or worms or berries or whatever it is they do when they take off.
The other blowing up that has plagued the world these days (outside of explosive devices) is the variety of bubbles. From the stock market to housing to the rise in gold prices to bonds, all bubbles grew and came to an end.
What has remained constant or even grown to a bubble are the amount of folks that can ensure a steady supply of hot air.
This last use of the verb blow is what I want to ponder on. These days 'whistleblowers' are coming out of the woodwork, airports, companies and agencies and what not. One such blower has taken residence inside a Russian airport because after blowing said whistle about the security apparatus of this country, now finds himself unable to blow (or be in motion). Or so we are led to believe by those that are still able to blow their trumpets (or news horns).
Other form of whistle blowers when growing up were literally that, in the form of a traffic cop. They had a whistle in their mouth to make themselves heard above the traffic din. Their job was to manage the traffic whilst managing to operate the blowing instrument that was strung around their neck. Fprrrrr Fprrrrr and on and on to get the attention of the perpetratee (or is it perpetrator?) who has already absconded on his two wheeler of choice leaving a tangle of trounced pedestrians to their pedestrian dilemmas and steam blowing at each other.
The other species known for its whistle blowing is avian. These are myriad of birds that visit our yard in the summer and blow notes that must mean something to their kind. Others join in and a chaotic exchange ensues but it provides for a tranquil ambience. Then the wind blows and they all take off in search of new mates or worms or berries or whatever it is they do when they take off.
The other blowing up that has plagued the world these days (outside of explosive devices) is the variety of bubbles. From the stock market to housing to the rise in gold prices to bonds, all bubbles grew and came to an end.
What has remained constant or even grown to a bubble are the amount of folks that can ensure a steady supply of hot air.
There was a hit movie called Blow Hot Blow Cold, if I remember from the seventies. That describes most happenings, people, parties, stockbrokers, experts of all ilk, ...
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