Bertrand Russels dekalog

Lite visdomar en grå måndag kan nog vara nyttigt. Vi simmar alla i en ocean av dumhet. Som livbojar kanske dessa tio stycken budord från Bertrand Russel kan hjälpa.

 

1.
Do not feel absolutely certain of anything.

2.
Do not think it worth while to proceed by concealing evidence, for the evidence is sure to come to light.

3.
Never try to discourage thinking for you are sure to succeed.

4.
When you meet with opposition, even if it should be from your husband or your children, endeavour to overcome it by argument and not by authority, for a victory dependent upon authority is unreal and illusory.

5.
Have no respect for the authority of others, for there are always contrary authorities to be found.

6.
Do not use power to suppress opinions you think pernicious, for if you do the opinions will suppress you.

7.
Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.

8.
Find more pleasure in intelligent dissent that in passive agreement, for, if you value intelligence as you should, the former implies a deeper agreement than the latter.

9.
Be scrupulously truthful, even if the truth is inconvenient, for it is more inconvenient when you try to conceal it.

10.
Do not feel envious of the happiness of those who live in a fool’s paradise, for only a fool will think that it is happiness.

 

Från panarchy.org.

 

Kulturtajm!

Nu ska jag bräda husis kultur och litteratursidor så det bara yr om det!
Vasily Grossman hette en rysk, på sin tid kontroversiell författare. Nu har hans ‘förbjudna’ roman Liv och öde, som anses vara en av de främsta ryska litterära verken, gjorts om till en åttatimmars radiopjäs av bl.a. Kenneth Branagh och han är ju fuckoff mycket kulturell, det bara rinner kultur ur röven på karln. Han skulle kunna sätta en kran i baken på sig själv och sätta upp en skylt där det stod, ‘VARSÅGODA, TA EN HINK OCH FYLL UPP DEN MED KULTUR!.

Radiopjäsen Life and Fate (på engelska) finns att ladda ner i trettio dagar på BBC:s hemsida.

Information Wants To Be Free

En artikel på Papper fångade min uppmärksamhet pga att hela artikelns idés koncept är fel.

1. Ingen kan ”äga” kunskap, Stewart Brand skrev en gång ”information wants to be free”. Alla försök att äga information kommer till slut att misslyckas.

2 All, all kunskap är baserad på annan kunskap, alltid. Även denna artikel är baserad på information lärd av Anita Schulman (vilket gör denna artikel rätt så ironisk, medvetet eller inte) som i sin tur lärt sig det hon pratar om av någon annan.

3 spana in Every Thing Is A Remix-dokumentären
http://tommix.papper.fi/2011/06/22/allting-ar-en-remix/

Loppisfyndat

Alla vet att jag är en total sucker för loppis. Här kommer dagens loppisskörd som sakta, sakta kommer att föra mig framåt mot en starring role i någon dokumentär om hoarders som det gått överstyr för.

Delicious – Dreams Come True: 1 €

Som ni alla vet så är jag oxå en sucker för obskyr musik. Hittade denna japanska pärla på ett loppisbord idag. Vem kan säga nej till en tracklist som denna?

Här kan ni läsa lite sångtexter. Vad sägs om ett litet prov från skivan!

Agne & Svullo – Här och nu: 1€

ZOMFG! Agne och Svullo!!! Vilket fynd. TV-serien som revolutionerade tv-komiken i Sverige. Jag visste inte ens att detta album existerade. Läs bara manusutdraget nedan! (klicka på bilden så ni kan läsa texten).

ROFL! …Sen ba’ …. BUÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ Svullo!!! :,-(

Húrins barn: 3€

Denna bok ska va mörkare än Jocke Bergs mardrömmar säger dom som vet, vi får se.

Tolkien är fett grym, han kan skriva böcker fastän han varit död i årtionden. Snacka om workaholic.

Namco Arcade Stick: 1€

Dagens megafynd! En Namco Arcade Stick för EN ENDA EURO! Dessa bad boys är svindyra i affären, även om denna är gammal och släppt till PS1 så är den fortfarande kompatibel (med adapter) med PS3:an. Nu blir det nog att dra fram Tekken III o släppa loss sitt inre onda jag!

Ripley undersökte joysticken för att kolla att den var ok. Hon gav den sin Kitteh Seal of aprovulz.

Atari Plug It In And Play: 1€

Denna lilla joystick har inbyggda gamla klassiska Atari-spel.

”Hmm…ok då, Iz approved!”

Drill Dozer: 3€

Plockade upp detta för mig okända Gameboy Advance-spel Drill Dozer för att det såg så snyggt ut. Det kom tom. med en pikuliten seriestrip. Drill Dozer är uppenbarligen ett uppskattat spel så jag ser fram emot att plugga in det i NDS:en.

Notera även att  i förpackningen fanns manualen till ett Pokémon-spel. Grr, jag hatar när folk lägger fel manual i fel ask >:-O.

Well! Det var dagens skörd av värdelöst skit. Nu var man ett steg till närmare Hoarding-terapi.

The Day The Saucers Came – Neil Gaiman

Påmindes idag om Neil Gaimans dikt The Day The Saucers Came ur boken Fragile Things.
Här är en liten recitation med medföljande animation som dök up på da webs.

Neil Gaiman – The Day the Saucers Came from Matt McGee on Vimeo.

That Day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and
stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed, to find out what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But you didn’t notice because

That day, the day the saucers came, by some some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But you did not notice this because

On the saucer day, which was zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-men’s nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold,
and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But you did not see them coming because

On the saucer-zombie-battling-gods
day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true
brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across
the land and killer bees,
But you had no idea of any of this because

That day, the saucer day, the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day,
the day the great winds came
And snows and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling
us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of
the Time Machine day,
You didn’t notice any of this because
you were sitting in your room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
looking at your telephone,
wondering if I was going to call.

Årtiondets synopsis

Jag vill så totally läsa den här romanen, Violet Thunder FTW! Jag kan inte fatta att den blev refuserad!

[Author and address redacted]

Dear [Agent / Editor]

Prepare to be blown away. In your hands you hold the first four pages of my debut epic, VIOLET THUNDER. You have the truly unique opportunity to be one of the first to read a work that will undoubtedly revolutionize the publishing world. Borrowing tropes from the epic fantasy, supernatural detective, and harlequin romance genres, I have crafted the first wholly original masterpiece in probably at least a century.

I know quality writing, and know a lot of other people who know quality writing. A sample chapter presented to my mother’s book club was described as, and I quote, “like nothing they had ever read before”. My high school English teacher told me that I should submit it right away, even though I only shared the first half of the first draft.

Now, I understand that conventionally you are expecting to see the first five pages. I haven’t done that. Instead I am sending the first FOUR, so convinced am I that what you hold in your (no doubt trembling) hands is 20% better than anything you have ever read. Ever. Now, I am intimately familiar with everything you publish, but to avoid embarrassing any of your other authors I will not name names. Suffice it to say that when you finish VIOLET THUNDER it is very likely that you will forget them, and will likely shit joy and barf rainbows.

My story follows the adventurous life of Sir Reginald Garret Von White Castle, a 900 year old katana wielding swordfighter from Prussia who, despite his great age and staggering accomplishments chooses to associate with and speak exactly like a modern day high school kid. From the opening line “I always knew that, in teh end, I would be fucked by unicorns and glitter” to the mind blowing dénouement, Reginald leads you through a clandestine world of classic and completely new supernatural creatures who have all chosen to masquerade as high schoolers in a typical Midwest town with no defining features or characteristics. This is so a reader could easily imagine him- or herself there (VIOLET THUNDER will appeal to both genders, and anyone who is or ever has gone through a trying transition to adulthood).

VIOLET THUNDER begins when Reggie’s best friend Bob is kidnapped from the high school shower after third period gym. Bob is a figmentationist, a person who can make anything happen that he imagines, except that it is never useful or impactful, and generally only functions when it is convenient for me, the author, to have it do so. Obviously Reggie isn’t going to stand for this, so he sets upon a journey of discovery, where he confronts glowing magic vampires, a succubae sponsored lesbian biker gang, mean cheerleaders, the sexually repressed high school councilor who is also a troll, and many other things so shocking that you need to read them in context to avoid some sort of brain hemorrhage. In all instances Reggie starts with banter, but ends with a drawn katana and a decapitated foe. He is also a police detective.

Through twists and turns literally nobody has seen coming, Reggie ends up in a final confrontation atop an incongruous Midwest skyscraper facing down his ex-girlfriend who now rides a magic unicorn who poops glitter and controls zombies. I will not spoil the end for you, but suffice it to say that when they do it, it is totally hot. You will be amazed when you finally discover the totally hidden meaning of Reggie’s VIOLET THUNDER.

Please respond promptly, as I have simultaneously sent this to literally everyone in the publishing industry that I could find on the internet. If you do not happen to be the first person to snap up the rights to VIOLET THUNDER and all future sequels, I apologize. Judging by what I think authors make, this series should totally be worth at least a million dollars.

Thank you.

[Author’s Name Redacted]