Monday, 14 May 2012

Caine's Arcade

I donated $10 to Caine's scholarship fund, a) because he's adorable b) because he's talented c) because he doesn't give up and d) because when I was about 9 I had a circus in my backyard where I had two attractions - 1. you could hula-hoop and 2. you could twirl a coloured umbrella. Not quite so inventive, but still.. Awesomesauce.

Monday, 30 April 2012

Thursday, 16 February 2012

Die Toten Hosen



Ahhh Punk Rock mix tapes...
Wish I didn't throw them out now.


M.I.A. - Born Free
Wow, this is amazing.

The more we ostracise,
highlight and humiliate
the more likely this will become true.

The new colour prejudice?
How sad.

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Fundraising for projects.

Get out your dictionaries, there's a new word on the street.
Crowdfunding - a place to showcase your artistic ideas and get the community involved to help support your projects. Woo, shove it up your ass bank loans!


British based fundraising - People Fund, with a handy map system.

Pozible from Pozible on Vimeo.


Pozible is an Australian based fundraising platform.

I'm supporting Aradale

Untitled from Mystical Guides on Vimeo.


and

What is Kickstarter? from Spacejunk on Vimeo.


Kickstarter is an American based fundraising platform.

I'm supporting Cartoonuum


and also Cloth-Book of the month


and also Creatures the card game


Question: Is there a UK/Europe version of this kind of thing?
Answer:
http://www.sponsume.com/ (UK)

Sponsume - How it works. from ORDER on Vimeo.


and also there's
http://www.wefund.com/ (UK)


P.S. My young cousin [in Wales] got engaged this week...
Someone might need to start saving for a holiday.... yay!

Thursday, 20 October 2011

Note to self re: blogging

Disclaimer: My education of late has been an education.

Meaning that in order to understand
what the fuck is going on with the world
whatever I blog about,
is in a just pursuit of
forming a personal opinion,
but somehow my opinion is fickle,
as education is the never ending story,
almost as never ending as deciding what we want and when do we want it.

I now love
http://thejuicemedia.com/

Education is the key,
and after the book is closed,
there's another to read.

Occupy or be somewhere else.

I went along to Occupy Melbourne again last night,
I got caught talking to a girl who is part of the socialist club
at Melbourne Uni. It seems so forced to be able to provide
an opinion in a lucid and informed manner, and whilst we
held a conversation for a good 10 minutes, I had to walk on
after she said she was a Marxist and did I want to read a copy
of the Socialist something or other.
I immediately scanned the front cover for the price tag, $4.

I don't know anything about Marxism, or about Socialism,
but I know that a magazine isn't going to convert my already
disposed mind about what kind of world I want to live in,
and frankly those ideas which are possibly a blueprint
for a better society, still after all these years
dichotomise the overwhelming gap between those who believe [give a shit] but don't do
and those who do but don't believe.

Meaning the people who are from the Marxist side of things,
don't actually get to a position where they can be part of the system,
because they're stuck in this out-dated group where the common people
who hear the word Marxist immediately shun it as something that didn't work then,
why would it work now.
And the others, the people who do get into the system, work at providing
for the whole rather than the individual, at any cost.

An example:
the current governments who work hard at putting on a banquet for the people,
but not catering for the vegans
who can't eat the roast potatoes
because they're cooked in animal fat.

In any case, I gave over my kitchen supplies only to be asked
"Can you put it away yourself?"
so into the kitchen I go, looking for a place for tea towels,
paper towels, fruit and utensils.
Community spirit right there!
It's one thing buying for the poor,
it's quite another to have to distribute it to them.
(In a good way).

So looking around, things had grown.
The number of hippies had certainly grown.

I left and went to Gopals and read an article by Greg Jericho called "Rallies and revolution: just keeping the nutters occupied". I felt that I needed to read both sides of the arguments.

So then off to find a toilet.. I end up in Myer.
I really need to learn where the conveniences are in the city,
because after all (Robert Doyle), humans need to wee.
It's a fact of life. Grrr!
You know we complained that we had to spend a penny in the UK,
but at least there was places where you could actually wee.
I'd quite happily use my useless 5c coins on public conveniences if they built them.

Okay weak bladder rant over.

Back to Occupy.
This time the talks were underway,
what happens if people are arrested after Robert Doyle
tries to move the camps along?
Do we offer legal support, what if they're violent?
What defines violence?
Who defines violence?

And no obviously after the pepper spray incident at #ows, we can't "trust" the police...

Oh it's all too difficult.

Difficult, difficult, lemon difficult!

Critics have accused the protests of lacking a clear message or goal, and in many cities the number of demonstrators has been relatively small.

Which is why, I'm sticking to my guns about, whatever Occupy Wall Street,
manage to do, will eventually trickle down to us at the bottom of the globe.
I'm also sticking to my guns about living within your own means,
and adhering to my list of "Ideals" in a previous post.

And then
"We'll have to come up with what we're going to say when The Queen drives past next week".
OMG.
Call me an old fashioned Brit, but please PLEASE, have some fucking respect.
The Queen is not a politician, the Royals have barely had anything to do with
actual politics for years.

I know, let's call her a fucking scumbag! (They didn't say that)
Let's curtsy and not touch her, and have some respect.

I left shortly after that to meet S for a play
Whitely's Incredible Blue: An Hallucination.

Shhhhhh.... Don't go... It was painfully painful...

And then a few drinks after,
lovely company
and then home.

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Occupied.

I just filled in the missing parts on The Guardian's Interactive Map.

I also bought some kitchen items to donate.
$17.70.

Going back tonight, to see what's going on in
the land of the slightly disorganised.
Hopefully less disorganised..
I shouldn't have been so harsh.

Monday, 17 October 2011

When do we want it? Soon.

Ahh The Simpsons,
the rally of 88 won them the dental plan.

Carl: What do we want?
All: More equitable treatment at the hands of management!
Carl: When do we want it?
All: Soon!

Occupy Melbourne.
Day 3.
And a dollar short.

Can we get a consensus on anything?

Let's see...

Should we
a) have banners, regardless of what they say facing the street?
or
b) only have Occupy Melbourne banners?

I think the consensus was only Occupy Melbourne banners. (Otherwise it was considered Advertising)

Should we
a) hand out flyers to workers on their lunch breaks, regardless of their earnings or necessity to work that say "You corporate fucking scumbag"
or
b) not do that.

um.

Should we
a) go up to workers on their lunch breaks, regardless of their earnings or necessity to work to yell "Scumbag"?
or
b) not do that.

um.

What about Scab?
um.

Should we
a) collect money from sale of items regarding this movement?
or
b) not collect money?
or
c) collect donations?
or
d) have the money go to the specific organisation?
or
e) have the money go towards Occupy Melbourne?

Money Money Money..
in the 99% world.

There was one great speaker tonight, who wasn't on the megaphone.

She said
"Yelling scumbag to workers will alienate them."
"My father wears a suit in a job to provide for his family."
"We, in calling people scumbags are the 1% not the 99%."

here here.

I left fuming at their incompetence to decide on their favourite colour,
let alone forming a new movement.
Monday night obviously wasn't a great night to choose to attend.

I called my mother, she'd never heard of the Occupy Wall Street,
and she watches telly every single evening.
She noted how angry I was.

I knew that nothing would come of a sit-in in Melbourne, but I really didn't think that they'd let anyone without a fucking clue try to pass motions as they would on the fucking toilet.

Oohh that was a big one, everyone clap and do jazz hands to support the movement of shite.

Angry?
Yes.
When do we want change?
Soon.

I think The Simpsons had it right in saying soon.
Nothing is going to come of a bunch of half-wits thinking they're public speakers, what are they trying to convince us of? All we can hope for is the Occupy Wall Streeters come up with something. It's been a month, so "soon" is apt, Rome wasn't built in a day, sorry to use that adage, but we really need to focus on what we can change to subtly and gently tell the fat cats we mean business (pun intended). The fact that if anything is going to change, it's our collective attitude towards the following:

Norms:
* green energy (I have 100% green energy in my home, do you?).
* public transport/cycle/walk/alternatively look at what you drive (looking at you 4WD-in-the-city owners)
* don't eat anything your great-grandmother wouldn't call food.
* not buying that third or fourth investment property to rent out to people who can't afford a deposit to buy their own, remember council houses? When my parent's couldn't afford to buy, they rented a council house, from the fucking council, not from some rich fucker.
* cut down on meat consumption and whilst you're at it, be kind to animals.
* not buying stocks/shares/investment plans, actually nothing that doesn't give you something solid in return, unless it's a membership, a donation to a charity/organisation or a raffle at the school fete.
* not waste water.
* reduce, reuse, recycle, freecycle.

Ideals:
* free tertiary education paid for by the state (in essence, you teach yourself at university, not the other way around. You (aside from paying wages) pay for having your work critiqued and also for a bit of parchment paper with a seal.
* health care and dental paid for by the state.
* green power only.
* permaculture.

It's idiotic to imagine that a group of stupid fucks are going to bring down the bankers, which in turn will bring down the government to a level where it actually is for the people not for the bankers, which in turn will bring genuine revenue and resources back to the people.

Furiocity.
Every action you make is a decision for our collective future.
When can we do it?

You guessed it.

Don't give a fuck?
Well we'll all be dead soon.
And then the planet can rejuvenate.

Zeitgeist Movement - Watching is compulsory.











Watching these made a lot of things click into place
in my brain.
I think a resource based world is an awesome idea,
but I doubt that it will become a reality in my lifetime.

I think we'll have to actually sink before we change as a whole.

Apparently I'm going for dinner and then to Occupy Melbourne
tonight, it's not going to change anything.
It's going to show that a lot of people
can't do anything other than sit on the street.
Is it that easy to close your bank accounts with the big banks?
Not when you owe debt.

However, remaining positive.. if I'm asked why I'm there?

- because I'm renting someone's investment property as I want an inner-city lifestyle but can't afford to own it. (And moreover don't want to spend the next 30 years paying 3 times the amount of the initial loan).
and
- because my trust fund depleted due to the stock market.
Thanks Nan, but you should have put it under your mattress.
and
- because I don't own a car, because I don't eat meat, because I don't live in a house that's too big for me, because I'm not a huge consumer, because if I have money I spend it on whoever I'm with, rather than save it. Because I have debt. Because I can crochet, and maybe that'll become my barter for food one day.