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Nothing in this blog can be believed. If you think that anything in this blog is true or factual, you'll need to verify it from another source. Do you understand? No? Then read it again, and repeat this process, until you understand that you cannot sue me for anything you read here. Also, having been sucked into taking part in the mass-murder of more than 3 million Vietnamese people on behalf of U.S. Big Business "interests", I'm as mad as a cut snake (and broke) so it might be a bit silly to try to sue me anyway...

Friday, May 09, 2008

long way to the shop...

I was watching a thing on telly and the scene was a nursing home for people who were clearly of the generation which was young during WWII. They were all gathered around a piano, singing a Vera Lynne song of that era.

This got me thinking...

It mightn'd be too long before I end up in one of those places...

What will the staff be organising for us by way of music...

AC/DC? Rolling Stones? Deep Purple? The Doors? The Beatles? The Who? Cliff Richard?

What !?!?!?

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

clean coal...

For thirty years the Canyon Colliery operated here in the Blue mountains. Zinc-laden run-off from the mine, up to 500 times more polluting than is considered safe, has been allowed to poison the Grose River for years, with the full knowledge of the NSW Dept of Environment and Climate Change.

You can read the full article in the SMH if you're interested, but what really got me was the final sentence in the piece - "The NSW Government has ultimate responsibility for site rehabilitation."

Say what ???

These mongrels come in here, trash the environment, make heaps of money, and then piss off and the tax payers have to foot the bill for the clean-up?

Really???

Still doubt that the poor's duty is to service the rich?

So many pricks, so few bullets... *

* Only joking. I do not advocate or condone the killing of rich greedy folk no matter what they get up to. But I would like to see them put in the stocks occasionally...

Monday, May 05, 2008

we're winning, right?

Some 600 Iraqis who have worked with the Australian "liberation" forces will be brought to Australia with their families once we withdraw our troops because it is deemed to be too dangerous for them to remain there.

Does that sound to you like we're winning?

Sunday, May 04, 2008

the teachings of diogenes #3

A student of philosophy, eager to display his powers of argument, approached Diogenes, introduced himself and said, "If it pleases you, sir, let me prove to you that there is no such thing as motion." Whereupon Diogenes immediately got up and left.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

we can't make it here anymore...

James McMurtry NAILS IT !!!

He nails it HERE..

Friday, April 18, 2008

global haywire...

Saw Bruce Petty's movie Global Haywire today.

Bloody brilliant!

The bastard has obviously plagiarised this blog!

Seriously, though... Do yourself a favour and try to catch up with this film sometime.

Brilliant...

Sunday, April 06, 2008

researching mead...

I've been drinking a bit of mead lately. SWMBO queried this and my reply was "I'm doing research, dear." I don't think she believes me.

Back in the days when I could be found meandering the hallowed halls of the University of New South Wales in a totally irrelevant and underpaid fashion, I came across posters in several labs which proudly proclaimed the fact that "If we knew what we were doing it wouldn't be called research."

I second the motion...

googling...

"fuck" = 196,000,000 hits
"fucking" = 152,000,000 hits
"fucked" = 63,000,000 hits
"god" = 487,000,000 hits
"fuck god"= 825,000 hits

What does this mean?

Whatever you want it to...

we're paying them to brainwash us...

Modern media/entertainment. TV, movies, etc. There are few programs which do not shape (often very subtly) the way we think. Ergo, brainwashing. But who's paying? The viewer, that's who.

But since it is also true to say that we choose the shit we watch, it must follow that we don't mind paying to be brainwashed.

Also, a lot of the stuff we choose, we choose because it fits nicely with how we are already brainwashed. Ergo, not only do we not mind paying to be brainwashed, we also don't mind paying to have our brainwashing reinforced.

But it's soon going to get even better than that. Soon your news will be filtered to give you only that stuff which reinforces the way you think. Your TV will offer you programming which contains only stuff which will reinforce the way you think. Your online world will automatically shape itself to reinforce the way you think.

Soon you will get the idea that you are in touch with the Absolute Truth when what's really happening is that your totally fucked mind is being mirrored back at you in a way that turns you into a mega-bigot.

Why am I telling you this? No idea...

Saturday, April 05, 2008

you are invited...


You are welcome onboard the Peace Boat to enjoy an evening of arts and music, floating on Sydney Harbour.

Performances include:

Veli Toprak (Kurdish musician)
Russell Smith (Brolga Boys)
Arabic Spoken Word Poetry
Presentation by Peace Boat’s Global University students
Peace Boat dance performance
Promotional advance screening of “Soldiers of Peace”
Photographic exhibition and raffle

Food & Beverages available for purchase

See you there...

Together we'll celebrate the positive energy of the arts as an antidote to war.

Date: Tues 15 April, 2008
Time: Embark from 6pm (photo ID required), Festival 7-9pm
Venue: Onboard the Peace Boat (TSS The Topaz), Overseas Passenger Terminal, Circular Quay

Entry is free but REGISTRATION (BY 10 APRIL) IS ESSENTIAL

Contact: peacefestival15april@gmail.com by Thurs 10 April 2008

Website: http://neveragain2008.wordpress.com/category/festival/

Peace Boat is a Japan-based international non-government and non-profit organisation that works to promote peace, human rights, equal and sustainable development and respect for the environment. Peace Boat is visiting Sydney on 15-16 April as part of its 108-day 60th Global Voyage for Peace.

While in Sydney, Peace Boat is joining with the Sydney Peace Foundation, the Centre for Peace and Conflict Studies at the University of Sydney, and Macquarie University’s Centre for Middle Eastern Studies to hold a 2-DAY CONFERENCE at Sydney’s Customs House called "IRAQ NEVER AGAIN: Ending War Building Peace." Anyone interested in attending the conference should register online at http://www.usyd.edu.au/neveragain

The conference and festival will mark the milestones of the 5th Anniversary of the invasion of Iraq, the 20th Birthday of CPACS and the 25th Anniversary of Peace Boat.

Friday, April 04, 2008

the teachings of diogenes #2

In winter Diogenes walked barefoot in the snow. In summer he rolled in the hot sand. He did this to harden himself against discomfort.

"But aren't you overdoing it a little?" a disciple asked.

"Of course," replied Diogenes, "I am like a teacher of choruses who has to sing louder than the rest in order they may get the right note."

Stolen from David Quinn's home page (well worth a look)

Update: I do not condone Quinn's views on women. I retract my recommendation that people read his website.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

perfect harmony...

In the seventies, Coca Cola put out an advertisement which featured a song which, in parts, went something like this: "I'd like to teach the world to sing... ...in perfect harmony."

Well, in India they're starting to sing in perfect harmony... You can use this link to send Coca Cola a fax and thereby add to the harmony....

Enjoy!

Monday, March 31, 2008

Got twelve minutes?

You have?

Then watch this!!!

Dare you !!!


Greensmile's Roman holiday...



Greensmile was at the Vatican last Saturday. To brighten my day, he emailed me a jpeg of Diogenes, as depicted in Raphael's School of Athens.

Thanks, Greensmile, I'm chuffed and honoured.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Hey Phil...

You dig Van Halen?

If so, then you might dig this 10 year old girl's rendition of the "Eruption" guitar solo. Dangerous-looking axe too..

As far as guitar solo's go, Santana's Black Magic Woman does it of me every time...

Readers' Question: What is your vote for the best YouTube cover of the Black Magic Woman guitar solo?

Saturday, March 15, 2008

kevin, kevin, kevin...

You're just not getting it, are you, Kevin?

Climate change, Kevin...

CO2 emissions, Kevin...

Resources depletion, Kevin...

Sustainability, Kevin...

There's an elephant in the room, Kevin...

It's called The Population Explosion, Kevin... It, more than anything else, is fuelling all of the above, Kevin...

And you're chuffed that the existing baby bonus has been successful in raising the birthrate here in Oz... So chuffed, in fact, that you're raising it to $5000 in July !!!

You're a blathering idiot, Kevin...

If you really must increase the population, increase immigration, Kevin...

Don't pay people to fuck, Kevin. They've done way too much of that already over the last two hundred years, Kevin. That's why we're in this mess, Kevin...

Join the dots, Kevin...

Thursday, March 13, 2008

is it too late?

Is it too late for humanity to save itself from the ravages of climate change and the ecological damage caused by a consumerised, exploding population held hostage by the economies of the "developed" and "developing" world?

I fear that it is.

For several reasons:

a. Climate change experts, almost on a weekly basis, point out that fresh evidence suggests that their previous estimates were way too conservative and that the rate of change is much bigger than previously thought. Does the word exponential mean anything? Does it apply here? I think it does. Even the graphs [1] [2] in Al Gore's book depict exponential rates of change. Spend a moment or two contemplating the true impact if it's indeed gone exponential...

b. I posit that the real measures necessary to save the planet's climate and ecology would, absolutely, crash the global economy. Which politician in which democracy is willing to commit political suicide by advocating anything which is catastrophically bad for the economy? See? Right here is democracy's biggest flaw: The people won't let the politicians do the right thing. They don't want the politicians do the right thing. They don't want the hardship which would ensue if they did the right thing. But all of this a moot point because we will never agree on what "the right thing" is anyway... If ever the world needed an enlightened dictator, it's right friggin now... Of course, we'd kill her, right?

c. Combine (a) and (b) and what do you get? You get an ever-reducing window of opportunity during which only token and grossly inadequate changes will be implemented, and after the window has slammed shut, the rhetoric will shift to "ah well, it's all too late now anyway, so why risk the economy" and it'll be business as usual while the ecological shit hits the fan in ever-bigger lumps.

And then what? A brief era of fatalism will precede The Catastrophe.

So then, here are some interesting words for you to ponder upon, etymologically, dear reader:

Develop (developing, developer)

Evolve (evolution)

Progress

I wonder what the few shell-shocked survivors of The Catastrophe will make of our take on those words... I wonder what new meanings they will assign to those words...

All this too big for your itty bitty brain, huh? That's why we're phuqued (so to speak)...

Of course, I won't now throw you a curve ball and ask you to ponder upon how Utilitarian Ethics would apply to the current crisis...

Here endeth the rant, me little luvvlies... nyack nyack nyack

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

penny, penny, penny...

Penny Wong. She's Australia's new Minister For Climate Change And Water.

She's trying hard. Very hard.

Observed her in an interview with Tony Jones on ABC1 tonight.

What a load of crap.

She thinks that coal (clean coal*) is an essential part of the near future with regard to reducing CO2 emissions. With respect, Penny, you are a blathering idiot. You are obviously a prisoner of the coal lobby (quelle surprise, ma cherie...) *Oxymoron Alert.

So many twonks, so few bullets... **

Obviously, Penny has not heard of natural gas. Australia has oodles of natural gas. We even stole shitloads of it from the East Timorese as a way of thanking them for letting us "liberate" them....

Natural gas powered power stations emit about half as much CO2 as the cleanest coal-fired power stations. But does she talk about transitioning to natural gas?

No.

That would be in the "too hard" basket.

Never mind the fact that it offers a way to swiftly cut our electricity-related CO2 emissions by 50%.

As I said, another prisoner of the coal lobby... Tragic...

So many twonks, so few bullets... **

** Only joking, ASIO. I'm actually an advocate of nonviolence.


Friday, February 29, 2008

the teachings of diogenes #1

Diogenes (c. 412- c. 323 B.C ) was a very playful philosopher; an irreverent Zennish character who lived a good thousand years before Zen was invented. He liked to use great wit when challenging the values and beliefs of his fellow citizens in ancient Athens. He lived in great poverty, probably begging and stealing his food, and steadfastly disdained all forms of luxury. It was because of his determination to follow his own dictates and not adhere to the conventions of society that he was given the epithet "dog," from which the name "cynic" is derived. Over the coming months I will share with you some of his wittiest and most profound teachings.

Here is the first offering:

"Why is it, Diogenes, that pupils leave you to go to other teachers, but rarely do they leave them to come to you?"

"Because," replied Diogenes, "one can make eunuchs out of men, but no one can make a man out of eunuchs".

Source: David Quinn's home page (well worth a look)

time for the bus...

To follow on from the previous post, let's introduce the bus...

There's this hypothetical bus, you see... And on it are (let's say) twenty six hypothetical people...

It pulls up at the next stop, and I get on looking really angry and contemptuous as I yell at the top of my voice, "You're all a pack of wankers!!!"

One person gets really offended and demands an apology; another looks bored, yawns, and returns to reading the paper; another rushes at me and punches me in the face; another breaks into tears and exclaims that I am a rotten bastard, and how dare I; another starts laughing uncontrollably; another calmly inquires if I have ever considered seeking therapy; another gets on his mobile phone, rings the police saying there is a dangerous maniac on the bus; another asks me if I would be so kind as to explain how I arrived at my assessment; etc., etc.

One event, twenty six different "experiences"... Was I responsible for each of those experiences? Did they learn anything from their experience? Did twenty six people "learn" twenty six different things? And if I was not responsible for their experience, who was?

To cut to the chase... Who is responsible for our feelings and emotions? Who is responsible for decisions and actions we make based on those feelings and emotions?

To cut even further to the chase... What do we mean by "responsible" anyway?

There... that'll teach you to read this blog, ya pack of wankers!!!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

knowing and believing...

So, there we were, yesterday, in the car, wantonly burning the last few remaining litres of the earth's fossil fuel, on our way back from viewing a collection of fossils in Bathurst, discussing life, the universe, and everything, when there was a sudden and unexplained outbreak of the truth, or, at least, what appeared to be, at first glance, something vaguely resembling a thing which was once mooted to have been mistaken for the truth by a person subsequently dismissed as a patently unreliable witness...

The "objectionable" comment: Something along the lines of "it is through our experiences that we acquire our knowledge".

My objection: "This is utter crap." (As you can see, the discussion quickly got off to a brilliant start.)

Let me explain, dear reader...

But first "let's define our terms" as all good philosophers would caution us to do...

Experience: Our individual experience of an event in our lives. i.e. There is an event, and then there is our experience of that event. e.g. The event: Door unexpectedly and loudly slams shut in pitch black room. My experience of the event: I have an anxiety attack, defecate and urinate into my pants, and collapse into a quivering huddle in the corner of the room, believing I am about to be shot, frantically groping around for a non-existent rifle with which to "protect" myself.

Knowledge: That which is known. That which is knowable. (See the verb "to know".)

Know: (v.) That which can be scientifically or logically demonstrated to be true or factual.

Belief: That which is held to be true or factual, but for which no satisfactory scientific or logical explanation is offered.

*** IMPORTANT: Note the distinction between believing and knowing. ***

As we can see from the above example, our experience of an event often has little to do with the event at all, but has a lot more to do with the psychological and historical framework within which we "perceive" that event.

It is along this line that I extrapolated that our experiences often have a lot more to do with our beliefs than our knowledge, and that our experience often serves to reinforce our beliefs rather than advance our knowledge.

Gary Zukav puts it very well in The Dancing Wu Li Masters:

"Reality is what we take to be true. What we take to be true is what we believe. What we believe is based upon our perceptions. What we perceive depends upon what we look for. What we look for depends upon what we think. What we think depends upon what we perceive. What we perceive determines what we believe. What we believe determines what we take to be true. what we take to be true is our reality."

I call this "Zukav's Truth Loop"

To wrap it up: What I know (now) is that the door slammed shut. What I experienced (back then) was a very individual mind-movie which I mistook for "reality" and which utterly obliterated my erstwhile ability to know what was actually happening.

Do you understand now why I say that our experiences do not inform our knowledge, but rather, that they are the products of our beliefs. A handy little corollary here is that if we change our beliefs (or better still, obtain some real knowledge), our experiences will change also. However, if you prefer to live in a fairy tale (or nightmare) of your own creation, then by all means base your "knowledge" on your so-called experience.

Here endeth the rant...

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

oooooh... it's so fast...

We just got broadband. It's a lot like dial-up, only much, much faster...

Saturday, February 16, 2008

what was I thinking

In the previous post I said that if Obama gets elected I would stop being anti-American. Forgive me, dear reader, I must have been a tad light-headed with optimism...

What I meant to say was this: Even if Obama gets elected (and I hope that he does), I don't think the capitalists running America will change their spots anytime soon. They may change their tactics from overt aggression to covert trickery and deceit in order or make their megabucks, but the exploitation of the rest of the world for their own advantage will still be their main agenda. As such, I will be duty-bound to remain anti-American until such time that America stops singing the praises of capitalism and embraces more enlightened economic principles.

Pigs will fly and hell will freeze over before that can happen.

In the meantime, please be assured that I am aware that there are a few very nice American people and that I mean them no disrespect. The rest? A bunch of arrogant, selfish, greedy, spoilt, ignorant assholes who truly believe that Americans are the saviours of the world.

Oh... Did I mention that they are deluded?

You may join me in shouting YANKEE GO HOME !!!


Tuesday, February 12, 2008

O-ba-ma! O-ba-ma!

I'm rooting for Obama.

If he gets elected, I will stop being anti-American.

The Democrats, if they have any integrity at all, will not support Hillary Clinton, a candidate who supported the Iraq war. No way, Hillary, you blew it!!!

O-ba-ma !!! O-ba-ma !!!

Thursday, February 07, 2008

It never stops...

The Kokoda Track in New Guinea is said to be of huge cultural significance to Australians.

Now there is an Australian mining company which wants to re-route a two kilometre section of the track so that it can conduct gold and copper mining in the area. It has obtained the support of the local people by offering to pay royalties which are said to be worth tens of millions of dollars over the life of the mine.

The locals have closed the track in protest over interference by the PNG and Australian governments, and the Orstrayan Kultcha Police are suddenly up in arms at what they say is tantamount to the desecration of sacred ground.

Excuse me ?!?

Didn't we always run roughshod over anyone else's rights whenever it came to the extraction of mineral resources? Didn't we even fight wars over mineral resources? Isn't that what the Iraq war was all about? Killing hundreds of thousands to gain a bit of an oil advantage. Didn't we turn a blind eye towards the Yanks when they installed Pinochet to safeguard American copper pillage in Chile? Pinochet killed three thousand of his own people so that AT&T's copper supply remained in "safe" hands.

Ah... but when it's about remembrance rituals regarding the deaths of 600 Diggers sixty-five years ago, then all of a sudden, all mining has to stop.

The message, once again, is very clear. Iraqis don't count. Chileans don't count. New Guineans don't count. Only Australians, Yanks and British count.

Makes ya proud to be Anglo-whatsit, don't it ???

Friday, January 18, 2008

once more around the mulberry bush...

To allow the discussion about atheism, theism, fundamentalism and scepticism, which hijacked the previous post completely, to continue unabated without me resorting to editorial control, I've created this post.

If you want me to engage further, please do me the courtesy of reading this and this first. Thank you. It would save us both a lot of trouble...

Now, let the good times roll...

Sunday, January 13, 2008

now what...

Now that we've unceremoniously dumped John Winston Howard into the wheelie bin of history and the new Labor government has signed off on the Kyoto Protocol, all is well with the world, right?

Wrong.

I'm worried.

I'm worried that we'll just assume Labor will do the right thing and therefore there won't be the same energy exerted to keep those bastards honest as there was with Howard.

I'm worried that the Climate Change issue will degenerate into an Obfuscation Fest and a great show of Going Through The Motions whilst we (helped by vested interests among Big Money) fritter away what little time remains of this very final window of opportunity before we tumble over the threshold of irreversibility and into a disasterous future which is accepted as a fait accompli.

I'm worried that lifestyle addiction, rampant consumerism, and continuing population growth will strip the planet of vital resources, leading to Earth becoming Easter Planet.

I'm worried that by the time the planet is trashed, all non-money-driven cultures will have been wiped out by a planet consumed by money-driven imperatives and a culture of 'survival of the richest'.

I'm worried that it will all degenerate into an "every man for himself" shitfight for what little resources are left.

I'm worried that between now and then, the vast majority of people will convince themselves that they are powerless to change this outcome even though they live in "free and democratic" countries.

I am NOT worried for myself, dear reader, as I'm sure I will be dead by then, but I fear for you, dear _younger_ reader, and for your children and your children's children.

I'm NOT worried about this blog, as by then the internet will have ceased to be and Blogger.com will be a forgotten aberration thereof...

I'm NOT worried about history, as it will be the end of history... and the beginning of a new pack of lies told by the mass-murdering, lying, cheating "survivors" to their gullible children.

[quietly hums tune of "We don't need another hero" as he presses PUBLISH POST button]

Saturday, January 12, 2008

who are they...

...these people who visit this blog direct*

The last three came from London, Paris and La Vernia, Texas.

And why not leave a comment? Like, "crap blog, sorry I came." Anything.

Ah well, glad you came anyway... Beats just breathing heavy...

* they had to have typed in the URL or had it on their browser

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

what's the point...

What's the point in my blogging? Why do I blog? I guess I want to make a difference. Change the world. Well it's just not happening, is it? The level at which I would like to change things is not the level at which I'm able to operate. At the level at which I do operate, very few are interested in changing the world. So, what's the point? Who am I kidding? And anyway, the fire in my belly seems to be going out. I blame the anti-depressants. Should I wean myself off them? Would I get back into blogging again if I did? And then there's the whole question of who the fuck reads this blog anyway? Oh, there are a few regular readers. Most of them are like gawkers at a car crash. Spectators. Waiting to be entertained. Well I don't do entertainment. Some would say "don't write for the readers, write what you want to write". Well, there's the rub... What I want to write is something which will communicate to the reader something I want him or her to know or think about. It's an attempt at interaction. But it's mostly one-sided. It's like talking to a wall most of the time. And then there's my persona... I wouldn't know how to be sociable or polite if my life depended on it, and so sooner or later (usually sooner) I piss them off or bore them and they stop reading this blog. Is blogging a fad whose time has passed? Is it all Facebook now? I'd rather be slapped with a wet fish than do Facebook. Oh, I was silly enough to get involved in the Facebook thing on a couple of occasions, but it's purile, childish and up there with carving your initials on a tree...

What?

Friday, December 21, 2007

ho, ho, ho...

It's Christmas time again...

"Joy to the world..."

And here, in this blog, in 2005, THIS is what I contributed to this totally fucked time of the year...

Don't even bother going there unless you're going to read (and really think about) all of the comments there as well... (Back then, a few more people read this blog... See how anti-depressants fuck bloggers' brains?)

Anyway...

MERRY CHRISTMAS, HO, HO, HO...