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blogging in my pants

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I just finished going over a sketch I drew of Peter conducting a skype interview, seeing as the interviewer cannot see the bottom half of your body I emphasised the fact that he could be in his pants but since the interviewer could only see the suit and tie he thinks Peter is one of those people who wears suits. On a side note Peter does not look well in suits, he looks like he’s trying to conceal a beer belly which doesn’t show up when he’s wearing anything else. It’s relevant to me because some days I get out of bed (or off the floor) and slink over to my desk and knock out a post in my underpants before geting dressed and having breakfast.

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I was hoping to use this sketch as an avatar for my new Media Studies Blog, I’ll see if it’s a good match.

I’d also like to highlight the wisdom of one commenter on Mailwatch, the front page Daily Mail article was:
“Sadists who maimed two innocent boys to be given lifelong anonymity
TORTURE BROTHERS WILL BE FREE AT 18”

Which prompted the response:
“Maybe if the Heil didn’t print hysterics like this the “torture brothers” wouldn’t need anonymity?”

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September 10, 2009 at 16:53

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What is politics?

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First off I’d like to say that this is a really really annoying essay 1-page explanation to write, why? Well because politics broadly crosses so many other fields: Philosophy and Economics are the main ones but it spills over into numerous other areas as well.

It reminds me of an Arabian folk tale in which a crafty bread thief asks the wise judges to define “What is bread?”; the wise men each come up with contrasting definitions and the clever thief walks free. And I apologise, but I do not have a link to that story.

The most obvious place to start is to look at other people’s definitions, Wikipedia defines politics as:

A process by which groups of people make decisions.

That’s the most broad yet concise a definition I’ve found so far. In fact instead of writing all this I could easily just leave it with that definition there.

Dictionary.com defines politics as:

The science or art of political government.

Fair enough, although not as clear as Wikipedia.
And then it goes on to state that politics can also be used as a verb, used often (incorrectly) by Christine when describing the people at Blenheim palace:

French: Ils font de la politique
English translation: They do politics

Which loosely follows the definition given by Dictionary.com, that to ‘do’ politics is:

To deal with people in an opportunistic, manipulative, or devious way, as for job advancement.

So, I’m splitting up the definition of politics to mean both ‘the practice of good government’ and ‘the practice of gaining power’. These terms overlap when a politician who is good at the power-grabbing aspect of politics uses their skill to maneuver themselves into a position where they can govern. A good example of this is a member of the executive board of a company doing politics to become Chief Executive Officer. People become disillusioned in politics because they fail to see the ideological battle behind much of the scrambling for power.

Such people may even claim to be apolitical. This is false as although they may not identify with any strain of political thought, they are in fact supporting the prevailing ideas of the society that they exist in.
Politics is sometimes presented as a two dimensional tug-of-war between the left and the right. This view is also false because politics also encompasses issues other than the class struggle for example: the environment, civil liberties, the peace movement, the abolishment of copyright, ect… The way those issues are dealt with defines your government.

That’s my slightly disjointed definition, although feel free to browse the mind-map I drew on the subject:

politics mmap

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September 5, 2009 at 09:28

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Yesterday I tried out the one-man canoes from the canoe club with Peter. It was absolute mayhem – which is pretty good for a sortie in those canoes because I didn’t actually fall in. I had a run in with a rowing boat which seemed to be coxed by a drunk. After a while the wind picked up I practically sailed upriver to the Univeristy boathouses by which time Peter was convinced that I had fallen in and was considering going back to help me. I was literally in sight of the boathouses when a sudden gust pushed me into the bank. And it started raining. Once I finally got out of the boat the wind made it nigh impossible to get away from the bank. I eventually set off side on to the river and picked a time when the wind had died down a bit to launch into a crazy rush for the far bank, which I achieved quite well. On the way back I made a portage at another boathouse near 2 low bridges and it was fairly uneventful. I did without an improvised knee rest in the misguided impression that it would improve my stability. As a result my right knee feels like it’s been crushed. Pulling off from the bank I almost tipped over and grabbed the side in an attempt to stabilise myself. However on the side was a large bolt which smashed my left thumb and left a bruise. As a result of all the instability I put unreasonable amounts of constant stress on my core stomach muscles so as soon as I got off the water I vomited a bit (but swallowed it) and felt nauseous for the rest of the day.

After that I played Team Fortress 2 in an attempt to cheer myself up and due to my sore wrist was killed 8 times in a row. Eventually on Turbine I camped as heavy near the ‘flood area’ Control Point on Tc_Hydro and got loads of kills.

I grabbed the people who killed me:

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I also finished a brilliant film today called The Secret Adventures of Tom Thumb. Without revealing the plot

There’s a 10-ish cm short boy called tom thumb born in a small house, he’s looked after by a kind father until some man in a suit takes him away and puts him in a laboratory. He escapes the laboratory with a friendly creature who is then killed by other people who are the same height as Tom and see the creature as an outcast. A warrior then takes pity on Tom and takes him into his home where he sort-of explains his hatred of humans. Then he blows up his own house and seeks out a human to kill, he finds Tom’s father’s friends and poisons them with a dart, meanwhile Tom’s father has lost Tom’s mother and has gone with another woman. He learns of his friend’s poisoning and recognizes it to be the work of Tom, he goes out to meet him and Tom and his father are reunited, the other warrior guy comes along too. Then Tom’s father’s friend comes back and sees Tom, Tom’s father and his friend get into a fight which ultimately results in Tom’s father’s death. In the meantime Tom and his warrior friend escapes to the man who kidnapped Tom to take him to the laboratory in the first place, they sedate him and then I think he dies. Then they go to the laboratory and get inside some sort of lightning chamber and it blows up. Then in a perfect universe a normal-sized Tom is born with a father who looks similar, and everyone lives happily ever after.

Highlight that to read it. It sure was a mouthful.

Tomorrow I’ve got an English exam, which is probably why this post is so disjointed.

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May 18, 2009 at 20:55

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the worst of the internet

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I’ve been trawling through loads of photos on facebook of people who look (as someone in my Citizenship class pointed out) so completely full of themselves. The pretentiousness is unbelievable and yet it continues. But that’s not what I wanted to post. On our last day before study leave some popular socialites went out to point-and-shoot the last day forever and give it some kind of meaning “it’s not like we’re all going to come back next year in Sixth-Form is it?”.

I came across this photo:

A typical Cherwellian schoolboy in his native dress.

A typical Cherwellian schoolboy in his native dress.

And I watched Gordon Brown’s YouTube address to the nation (I felt like the only person in the country to have taken it seriously). The government channel had blocked comments and here’s why:

Vox Populi

Someone had re-kicked the video on their channel with comments allowed and that was the result. Methinks the government did well to protect themselves from such abuse.

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May 17, 2009 at 09:48

Revision is happening, stop the presses.

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Some people complained that I hadn’t updated this thing for a while and it might be feeling lonely and excluded. Well not to fear because here I am updating you about my oh-so-intersting life with a summary of my week. However, before you read on, you must be advised that this is a time of great instability I cannot afford to lose the grains of sand which slip so freely from the hourglass that is my free time. This is why  regret to inform you that I shan’t be updating my life for a short while during these GCSEs. Neither will I contribute to articles, write letters, make films or pictures or engage in any kind of creative activity – such is the curse of revision. Anyway, you don’t care about that, all you want to know is how my week went:

 

My IT teacher really is incompetent, he only marked the first 5 pages of each module in my folder. I had to point out all the work I had done afterwards at the back of my folder. Then he asked me to take out my previous work to make my folder smaller and easier to mark. And the computer I was working on had both USB ports, microphone and headphone socket plugged with chewing gum. If you’re going to chew gum I don’t mind, just put it under the table as opposed to other more creative solutions.

I’m slowly growing warmer to Skyclad, their songs amy be a little bizarre but they’ve got a certain attraction, they’re less extreme than Rammstein and at least they sing in Inglish.

There was an update to Team Fortress 2 which means that the sniper can now have a bow-and-arrow called the Huntsman. It’s going to be so fun when I finish these pesky exams.

Tonight I’m going to see the author of Lenin’s Tomb – a blog all about politick and I’m not sure what else. He’s doing a talk at Wadham College at 7:30. It should be fun.

And I found this news clipping in yesterday’s Guardian:

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Hands up anyone in the audience who has seen the film ‘Mille Milliards de Dollars’. If there was ever a better example of government under control of big companies I’d like to see one. Government is for the people, and it’s certainly not there to serve the interest of destructive multinationals. Politicians are corrupt. Life goes on.

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May 14, 2009 at 17:58

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Patrick Moore

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Today I had an Astronomy revision session before the exam tomorrow. Mr. Moss showed us an aging sky at night video in which Patrick Moore travelled around the UK finding ‘independent thinkers’ and giving them a voice on televison. That was a good thing to do, even if he disagrees with their ideas and disregards them as false they need to be heard out. It’s an interesting point to make that most major scientific discoveries at one point went against the prevailing majority of opinion.

Some people dress up as Druids and go to Stonehenge to observer the summer solstice, some believe in lay lines, some believe in extra-terrestrials. These people are necessary and useful to society because if they didn’t exist not only would the world be a boring place, it would also reduce our chances of making significant scientific progress. There’s always the chance that these independent thinkers speak the truth. We can’t have thought of everything, we could be missing some fundemental piece of knowledge but we would never know of our ignorance until afterwards.

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May 14, 2009 at 16:33

Holidays 2

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Well now it’s the end of false easter. It’s also a monday, which is nice because under normal circumstances I would be in P.E. playing basketball in a rugby top whilst it’s -1°C outside. Instead I was clothed in a sleeping bag in a comfy armchair and playing:

–Half-Life 2–
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–Episode 2—
That was my attempt at recreating the title graphic. Anyway it’s been a good 6-day break. I went shoe-shopping with a bunch of poofs, watched Die-Hard 4 then played on a PS3 until late into the next day. As you know already we went to see ‘Les Miserables’ at the Queens theatre… in London for Dogar’s sake! Why would anyone want to go to London? London smells, it’s overcrowded and there are still the same effeminate money-pits going shoe shopping. Thing about holidays are that you’re allowed to relax for some part, but the rest of it is devoted to catching up on coursework most of which I did yesterday but some stuff remains. Sheets of questions from chemistry.
What kind of moron out there just photocopies pages from a textbook and hands bunches of them to students in a lame attempt to replace their own flawed teaching. It’s way better to learn by copying (writing) information into your book than by glueing and sticking easy-read fact-sheets into your book. I retain the right to remain uncharacteristically emotional about bad teaching methods. Oh, and powerpoint, it should be locked in order to stop teachers from auto-generating crap which students don’t want to watch.
In other news I discovered yesterday what blood gulch got re-named to in Halo 2. In fact it’s now called ‘Coagulation’ and in Halo 3 it’s called ‘Avalanche’ or something like that. My joy at finding the map was short lived because 4 of the servers running it were locked and the one server which wasn’t locked forced me to play with a covenant laser sword, I patrolled the map for a while in the warthog and as soon as I found the 2 other people on the map the game ended. It was depressing. The communtiy is shunning a map which in all it’s multiplayer greatness is being ignored. Damn society.
So now I’m playing Half-Life. I’d forgotten just how completely awesome the whole atmosphere was; Alyx screaming some sentimental nonsense, a sun that shines soft light upon the wartorn landscape, Vortigaunts skip happily in the streets of rollermines and physics-based puzzles. I’ve got to go now, Maman is complaining, threatening, pressurising me with nonsensical statements lest I continue typing. Bye.

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March 24, 2008 at 08:15

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