Cary Karp
Cary Karp ( born 3 April 1947), is a museum curator based in Sweden, has been instrumental in developing online facilities for museums in the context of the International Council of Museums (ICOM). In particular, he was central in promoting and establishing the .museum top-level domain as President of the international Museum Domain Management Association (MuseDoma). He has also been a principal contributor to establishment of standards for registration of internationalized domain names.
Background
Karp has a PhD in musicology and is Associate Professor of Organology at Uppsala University in Sweden. He has been professionally involved with museums since the late 1960s. He was curator of the musical instrument collections at the Music Museum in Stockholm from 1973 to 1990, especially concerned with conservation, and rose to be the museum's Deputy Director during the 1980s. He has been at the Swedish Museum of Natural History since 1990, first as Director of the Department of Information Technology, and currently as Director of Internet Strategy and Technology.
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by Ruby
Cargo
by: RubyYou think I'm blind, I can see for miles
You think I'm happy 'cause I smile
But beneath flies a bird with a neck for a noose and bricks for cargo
You think I'm blind, I can see for miles
You think I'm gonna fake this smile
But I'll turn it loose on stones and air with its guts for cargo
And its pockets full, and its pockets full
There's a whole full of old blind men pointing in one direction
With their pockets full
So blind, they're tripping over their own deception
With their pockets full
You think I'm blind, I can see for miles
You think I'm happy 'cause I smile
But beneath flies a bird with a neck for a noose and bricks for cargo
You think I'm blind, I can see for miles
You think I'm gonna fake this smile
But I'll turn it loose on stones and air with its guts for cargo
And its pockets full
Too, too blind, I wander in the wrong direction
With my pockets full
??? in one direction
With my pockets full
You think I'm blind, but I can see for miles
You think I'm happy - but I can take this smile
And turn it loose to live on stones and air for its own protection
With its pockets full
You think I'm blind
You think I'm blind