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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Barron of Blog - Latest Comments in Loading Boxes</title><link>http://shannonandmike.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://shannonandmike.disqus.com/loading_boxes/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 17:55:54 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: Loading Boxes</title><link>http://mike.shannonandmike.net/2006/02/16/loading-boxes/#comment-2286317</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Strangely the guys just kept on moving the boxes without even noticing me (and I was right next to them pointing a camera in their face).  It made the whole process surreal (which is partly why I blogged it).  I was reminded of social experiments in cities where people treat others (who were not known personally) as if they were simply moving parts of the city; for example when individuals step over someone laying on the ground instead of bending over to offer assistance.  It's not "cold" or "harsh" - it's "necessary" given our finite time and energy in this world.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Mike B.</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 17:55:54 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: Loading Boxes</title><link>http://mike.shannonandmike.net/2006/02/16/loading-boxes/#comment-2286316</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Wow.  I thought I was into strange things.  It is amazing the new discoveries one can find in the most familiar places.  Imagine what the city streets were like in the time of coal and milk delivery.  did these guys ask what you were doing?&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">n8</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 11:18:08 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>