Pollywogs!

Pollywogs!
Sounds—possibly musical—heard in the night from other worlds or realms of being.


There is an important lesson to be learned here:

February 23rd, 2009

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/22/business/worldbusiness/22japan.html?_r=1

But it is not the one immediately obvious on the surface.  

“I’m not interested in big spending,” says Risa Masaki, 20, a college student in Tokyo and a neighbor of the Takigasakis. “I just want a humble life.”

These workers, who came of age during a tough job market, tend to shun conspicuous consumption.

People don’t trust that the capitalist mantra is going to keep them warm during the day and safe at night.  Rather, in small knots here and there about the globe, there are people who are starting to remember and discover anew that ancient truth:  you can’t buy happiness, you can’t buy security.  As far as how you can attain those wispy emotitional states, I’ll refer you to the historical Buddha.

With the current state of the global economy, it is an excellent time for all people to reevaluate exactly what this civilization that we’ve crafted is doing with itself.  What is the purpose?  What is the end goal?  Do we exist merely to consume raw material and expel waste?  Are we simply cogs in an elaborate factory, with the greedy rich operating the levers?

Certainly, even a child could answer the question “if you fill this box with toys, can you now fit these additional toys in the box”?  Yet somehow adults manage to pretend that you can have endless growth, that you can simply pile purchases upon purchases endlessly, and call that progress.  We pretend that our economy will always grow, that there is always more room, more consumers, more raw materials.

Allow me to remove that small blinder: this is simply not the case.  I’m sorry.

I will not disagree that a number of these purchases, these inventions, vastly increase the leisure time that the majority of us in the industrialized world take for granted, but as the young in Japan are showing, it is very possible for the people of this world to realize that capitalism is not a god to be worshipped blindly.  As the tired phrase goes “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised”, and in this case you can rest assured, the last thing any global media conglomerate would want to whisper in your ear is that there is something fundamentally wrong with the expectations they have of you, their faithful purchasing servant.  If you watch closely, you can pick the threads of this greater tapestry out for yourself, but why would you want to understand the truth when is so contrary to the shared dream/delusion that you’ve been forced to grow up within? 

Who would want to be the person to declare “not simply the emperor, but everyone has no clothes”?  Everything we’ve predicated existence upon  is simply a carefully crafted sham?

A contraction of the economy seems not undesirable, but absolutely necessary.  Not only a contraction of the economy, but a retooling of how we go about utilizing raw materials.  An honest evaluation of what is sustainable over the long term.  A re-imagining of what we want for and out of  our global civilization.

Do we want to endlessly allow the rich to lead our lives, dangling the latest shiny carrot as they ride us into the ground?  Or can we imaging a better way to be?

What don’t you fucking understand?

February 3rd, 2009

Hilarious: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTihsJQHt48

Assuming my brain hasn’t failed to the point where I can no longer discern amusing from the background noise…

Been a long time since I’ve seen a trashed hard drive, but the monitor next to this one is running a data recovery program.  Have you made backups of your critical data lately?  If your computer suddenly exploded, would you miss your bookmarks or a couple pictures?  You can get a 4GB thumbdrive for $10, back up your data regularly!

Got into the Quake Live beta a day or two ago.  Interesting little game, basically a remake of Quake III Arena but built into your browser.  The game interface that would normally load in the game all originates at the quakelive.com website.  There is a small browser plugin (for IE & FF) that handles some of the program, and then the game automatically downloads and installs in the background as you browse the site.  The hardware requirements are very low, and the price is free.  Apparently they’re going to see if they can sell subtle advertising in game (billboards), if casual free online FPSers are a viable market.  The process certainly is less intimidating to grandma, just visiting a website and signing up.  Perhaps the most important feature is an autoranking system, that watches your performance against a bot (computer controlled player) when you first sign up, and then ranks you accordingly so that it recommends matches that are comprised of players at your own skill level.  So when grandma is running around wondering which end of her rocket launcher is up, the other ladies in her bridge club are running along with her just as clueless.  “Appeals to both casual and hardcore gamers.”  We’ll see.  I enjoy it, for one.

So.  Michael Phelps.  Huh.  None of my business.  This is all you need to know.  But if you’re still curious, you can read this too.  Now excuse me, I’m going to go have a glass of wine.  I hope I don’t end up a loser.

I guess I just have a different attitude, what with not trying to run your life for you.  I can’t legislate common sense, I can’t enforce reason with a big stick.  All I can do is try to illuminate things which aren’t properly visible in the collective consciousness and hope that reality is slowly restored as The Place Where We Live.

My friend’s band recorded a demo album.  I’ve been trying to get him to send me a decent original copy so that I can yarrr it on the internet, until then you’ll have to settle for this: fucking myspace





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