Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Business
War is, in reality, horrific and something that I sincerely hope we evolve past. As a metaphor and when depicted artistically, it does make for some great art. However what I find utterly reprehensible, even as I can reframe it as being justifiable if you were interested in achieving new streams of revenue is profiteering from it. By that, I mean making money off of the inefficiencies of the supply stream and more importantly, off of the deaths of soldiers.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/07/28/AR2010072802525.html
There is no point asking yourself how they sleep at night, they do because they have the relative luxury of being removed from the idea that these are people who see these policies as anything other than numbers, revenue streams, opportunities. Morality and ethics do not make for revenue streams and financial opportunities. That our country and the U.S trumpet our war effort, whilst certain elements of the business sector see it as an opportunity to make money speaks volumes about who really is in control of things. Not that I am a conspiracy theorist, because as Jon Ronson put it so eloquently - it is far scarier if you believe that no one is in control of anything, that it all comes down to the markets. Business eats first. More later
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Cruelty - Reality
Four Weddings - The Biggest Loser - two examples of shows that claim to be 'reality', when in truth they are carefully edited narratives made on the cheap with the same adherence to protagonists and antagonists, peaks and troughs and moral points. It is amateur dramatics, cinema verite made with the intention that it somehow shows people 'as they are'. LIE.
It holds up a mirror, sure, but a funhouse mirror, one that highlights whatever the producers want to show up about us. I have a problem with the cruelty of some of these shows, and I exclude Pineapple Dance Studios as it is arch camp theatre rather than reality per se.
People can say things that are cruel, misanthropic and ill-tempered, but usually they are spoken in hushed whispers because they understand tact. But no, we live in an age that oscillates between berry oiks like Clarkson and Kyle, skeletal pie-eyed wraiths who exist on prescription pills and celebrity tragedy and lumpen scowling nonentities who sit in judgement on everyone but themselves. Our new gods encourage us to be honest, so go tell that old lady on the bus that she smells of piss or point out that crop tops and post-natal weight gain are not a good luck, laugh OUT LOUD at the old man wearing shorts and a parka in July heat. You don't need talent or determination anymore, its about how much frenzied adulation you can create, or how thick your skin/brain is. Go on, set up a Facebook group so that your squalid opinions can meet with other less defined prejudices and they can all daisy chain one another, breeding so that you can all walk around laughing to yourselves that at last you have people who agree with the voices in your lumpy greasy skull.
I am not saying that I want to live in some kind of repressed, twisted sub-Victorian hell but I want people to come from a place of deep compassion in how they live. We should stop taking the piss as a reflex and try to show some restraint on the important things, we should be teaching people, giving them good choices(the important kind not Cameron's version of it, which is choose to businesses run everything, yeah!)
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Relationships
OK, some things about relationships:
1. Mentioning your girlfriend/boyfriend/wife etc in every post/breath is endearing at first, because we have all been in love, but when it becomes the internet equivalent of a nervous tic, it is FUCKING BORING. Seriously, there is no one secret to happy relationships, because it is about negotiations between two individuals(or more- giggedy) and sometimes there are misunderstandings, there are always emotions and you know what, if I talk to you, and all you have to talk about is your relationship - 'well, I remember when I first got laid'. Babies are the exception, because having a baby is although not a miracle, is fairly fucking close especially when you struggle to have one or lose one. Babies blow your world apart, they do not repair relationships, they are not distractions from the gaping void when you look in the mirror and as long as you know that the commitment is for life, and that you think about how and when you raise your child, you're golden. Its great being a precocious fucker like me, with a thirteen year old and a seventeen year old, seeing all my friends now having babies. Friends' babies are awesome because you can give them back.
That's the secret - we tell our single friends how awesome marriage and babies are because WE WANT YOU TO SUFFER AS WE HAVE. As you revelled in adventure and drowned yourself in nubile flesh, whilst we sat there watching television, eating Doritos AND NOT HAVING SEX, we plotted our vengeance. It wasn't that we didn't like you nor did you rub our noses in it, but it is something that married people do to their single friends, like a genetic imperative. I have broken the vow all Married Men and Women take to reveal this, but I cannot live with the lie anymore. You know blow jobs, they stop - I didnt tell you that the time, I wanted to but there was a married guy with a Dragunov and he had a clean shot that would have turned my skull to mush. Sorry.
2. Relationships. Some people would be more dignified if they stuck to masturbation.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Welcome To My World
I feel like Superman sometimes, alive and determined in a way I have not for years. I am so much more confident now than I used to be, I use the nerves I feel when entering into something new to give me the confidence and energy I need to power through whatever life throws at me, I understand how to use language to achieve my goals and to positively influence both myself and other people. I can enter trance states, recall memories and either relive them or minimise their impact within me.
When you recall that feeling, feel it spreading out to every part of your body, permeating every fibre of your being until you feel composed entirely of that feeling. Every breath increases the sensation until it becomes a pure state of being - you are calm, enervated and utterly relaxed.
Welcome to my world
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