Tuesday, 8 April 2008

Dictionary revisions

Welcome to the Bastard Dictionary of the Apocalypse, aka: John's guide to frigged and expired words.

Today's entry is:

Hero (From the latin "Here, ya zero" - "to award unnecessary praise and stature")
  1. A person who survives - an avalanche, plane crash or other event, generally by no significant action of their own.
  2. A person who performs a clutch, last moment play whilst participating in a sporting or social event - see basketball, football, knitting etc.
  3. Someone who plays air guitar really well.

Monday, 7 April 2008

Fashion


The styles for this winter's fashion elite are in..

Tuesday, 1 April 2008

Civilization

Sometimes I have to wonder about this species of ours. I look on in depressed bewilderment at the way in which humanity pulls in a myriad of directions, never striving for a common goal or to better our lot on a global scale. Petty rivalries and jealousies are created every day and often thrive until replaced by another equally pathetic quarrel. Language is always the first tool to be utilized in helping fools differentiate between themselves and others. It's worse when words become a tool in such a manner, where it is non intentional.

One particular word that is unintentionally used, for the greater part, as a divider, is "civilization." Whilst not readily obvious to the vast majority, the usage does become clear when you are on the receiving end of classification, in the negative sense.

What is civilization?

According to a typical faceless online dictionary, civilization is:

noun

Definition:

1. highly developed society: a society that has a high level of culture and social organization

2. advanced development of society: an advanced level of development in society that is marked by complex social and political organization, and material, scientific, and artistic progress

3. advanced society in general: all the societies at an advanced level of development considered collectively

I would argue that historically the word has been applied sparingly in any of the contexts noted above. No, instead I find the term to be one used primarily as a means of condescension. If a culture or society is different, it's been far too common a case where integrity and willingness to develop a thorough understanding have been thrown out the window, in favour of condescending generalisations, meant only to place the known societies on a pedestal, above those cultures and societies mistaken for being primitive. Perhaps "civilization" should be replaced with "complication" as a far more logical means for differentiation.

Whilst European civilization has more often than not claimed the high ground, it has done so through cultural and social ignorance and by being totally oblivious to every other civilization on Earth. Indeed, it has inherited much of its prosperity on the back of the ingenuity of the civilizations it has so often mimicked, dominated or poured scorn upon. Having said this, the Europeans are far from being alone in this form of bigotry, as every major power has done and will continue to do the same. The ancient Greeks thought themselves superior to the rest of the known world, the Romans then superseded them and thought the same. Europe thought itself better than Asia, whilst Asia Minor and the Chinese both assumed their superirity to the West, whilst entertaining macro struggles within their own regions. One can only imagine what the ancient Babylonians and Egyptians thought, whilst now America, China, Christianity, Islam and Europe all are pulling at one another, and failing to get anywhere.

Getting back to the crux of the matter, it's the usage of the word "civilization" that I am forced to question. So often my own culture is targeted, yet the terminology is used as a throwaway device without any substance. Is the Western World really more civilized than Aboriginal Australia, and has it ever been? The answer is always a clear - no.

In 1788 when the first steps toward a multicultural Australia were taken, Aboriginal Australia was seen as primitive, yet the truth was quite the opposite. Whilst technologically poor, the fact is that the continent was home to numerous cultures and a society that had evolved into a highly functional and efficient machine - as could be expected given the 60,000 continuous years of development and refinement that were possible.

Aboriginal Australia evolved to meet the requirements of the environment of which it was a part. As the early European settlers found in their struggles, developing Australia was never going to work, until they had at their disposal the full resources of Europe and the world.

Australian soil is not suitable for sustaining crops without fertilization, which could have only come from non indigenous livestock. No Australian animal could ever have pulled a plough, and without beasts of burden there was never any reason to have made a wheel. To this day, no indigenous plants are a sizeable and sustainable cash crop, other than Macadamia nuts.

Without a means to cultivate crops there was never a reason or any particular logic for people to build permanent homes in most parts of Australia. Whilst there were some seasonal village settlements in S.E Australia, for those communities that farmed eels, or lived by large water courses, those are generally ignored by the history books. Despite roaming from one set camp to another, each tribe did have ownership over a particular tract of land within a clearly defined boundary. Calling an Aboriginal Australian a nomad would be the same as calling a farmer the same for maintaining livestock on one of the larger Australian cattle stations, which in cases rival the size of Britain and some of the smaller US states.

Technology develops where there is a need, and where resources allow for it. In Australia's case, it would take outside resources to advance Australian technology.

Socially and culturally however, it could be argued that few cultures can rival the organisational structures in place within traditional Aboriginal societies. It was, and in some cases still is far more advanced than is given credit.

Where the Europeans often saw what they termed a lack of civilization, they also equated it with a lack of intelligence of those being studied. Which again, was a foolish notion, carried only to improve a collective and ignorant ego.

I don't like civilization as a word. It's as superfluous as other outdated and ridiculous notions such as race and the study of phrenology. It makes me cringe and wonder at the intent of the individual using it. I suppose for me it is one of those words that can trigger an alarm to go off, and force me to tread lightly. Although I would say that, as I have "the brain-pan of a Stagecoach tilter."

Amusing keywords

I've been keeping an eye on the searches that people do to find my blog (via an account at statcounter.com) and it's pretty darn amusing to say the least (to me anyway).

In no particular order, I give you the top 10 weirdest search terms that have lead people to my blog..

  1. leather bar trivia
  2. Half man half bird
  3. morrissey is a twat
  4. Super dickery
  5. happy fuckers club
  6. herpes zod
  7. I fucking hate phones
  8. zod woman
  9. noony noony typewriter
  10. baby rabbits-grow hair?
I'm not really sure what to make of most of those. I don't ever recall writing about a leather bar, or Morrissey. I did make a joke about herpes once, but what that has to do with General Zod, from Superman comics/movies?!??

What ever the Happy Fuckers Club is, it sounds pretty good.

Monday, 31 March 2008

Go Souths!

As previously promised - a photo of me in my first Souths jersey/jumper. The expression isn't for the jersey, it's for being stuck in pre-school at Maclean in Northern NSW, having my photo taken with a bunch of kids I couldn't stand. Ahh memories!

Monday, 24 March 2008

Fun exercise

So, I don't have a drawer beside my bed, but having read and enjoyed the list of what's in Sim's top drawer, I feel compelled to do the same.

So to the amusement of all, here's what cluttered crap one would find on the desk in front of me:

  • A giant red soup mug, which I drink my tea and coffee from
  • A tall middy glass
  • An empty bottle of benadryl, to ward away passing airborne illnesses
  • Vouchers from the local Workers Club
  • A printer, Epson 1270, which prints up to A3+ size
  • My Rabbitohs library bag from kindergarten
  • An A4 drawing tablet, bought cheap from Aldi's
  • White Ipod
  • Speakers, which only purpose are to act as a port for my headphones
  • 2 Spindles of blank CDs
  • $9.20 in silver
  • Wide screen Asus monitor, 19 inch
  • PC, custom built, black case with the side ripped off for quick access
  • mp3/avi player, a Christmas present, filled with Family Guy episodes
  • A huge pile of photographs behind my monitor, all waiting to be scanned and cleaned
  • A booklet on Tarot cards, to help with the design of the deck I'm making for my portfolio
  • Superman movie DVD (original 70's one, not that Routh shit)
  • Steak knife
  • Office XP CD, along with about 20 other random discs
  • Phillips head screwdriver (2, because one always goes missing)
  • A lamp, which I hate, because it gives me headaches
  • Sewing machine oil
  • A green plastic milkshake cup, because any smaller cup is wasting my time
  • A can of furniture polish, being mocked by the mess on my desk
  • Waitresses album - "Wasn't tomorrow wonderful" (vinyl)
  • Scanner, A4 IBM
  • Twisties crumbs
  • A fork I bent in half without even using mind powers
  • energy saving lightbulb
  • My old mobile phone
  • marriage certificates from the 1840's in England
  • Sketch pad
  • 3 pens, including one for the drawing tablet
  • Batman comic from 1986, in mylar bag with backing board
  • Time Magazine (9-11 issue) in mylar
  • Ticket to last week's South v Bulldogs game
  • Various pieces of mail
  • Whatever else is in the pile of photos

Quite obviously I need to tidy up and decide on a filing system beyond putting stuff behind my monitor. A good thing my work desk is an old dining room table. Even better that my chair is a big comfy couch, with my mouse sitting on a stool beside me.

Random

I don't really understand the whole logic behind toilet paper with cute patterns on it. Maybe I'm not hip enough? I'm not sure that wiping my arse with a piece of repetitive lo-fi art is all that appealing to me, especially if it features something like a smiling teddy bear, or perhaps a dolphin.

Yeah that was random. So is the fact that I've been thinking about relationships, the lack of a current one, and the fact that maybe I've placed way too much emphasis on finding a partner, rather than just living and enjoying life ahead of that goal. A mate tonight told me that I try too hard, and it's hard to disagree. Maybe it's time to quit trying and to let anything that might possibly happen just come to me, instead of always chasing it.

Whilst I may only ever date people who are my "type" and that I see a lot in common with, going with logic rather than emotion, it's the part where once I've made a decision that the emotion takes over, and I do tend to let it burn unchecked.

Time comes when even the most passionate ideas can be overrun by vapid and inane motion. No more. I suppose it's time to look after myself and quit worrying about tomorrow, and stop neglecting the possibilities for today.

Sun will be up soon. I should probably get to bed..