Friday 17 July 2009

Cats

Our three cats being fed by the missus. The yellow one suddenly pukes on the floor. The black one sits on a kitchen chair, watching him. Yellow cat jumps onto the windowsill and is just about to puke all over the basil when the lady grabs him and steers his head away, resulting in a barfy fountain all over the floor. Black cat looks shocked and pukes right onto the chair she sits on. Black cat #2, having observed the scenario from the floor runs into the hall and spews a small cascade onto the carpet. Yellow cat pukes, again, on the kitchen carpet. All this happened within the span of a minute or so. Apparently, a Stand By Me moment.

Tuesday 7 July 2009

Continuing to Undermine Democratic Society

There have been so many campaigns of various sorts from pro-copyright organisations seeking to stop unauthorized copying of games, music, movies, books and so on. One of their arguments is that it is illegal. That one, I can understand and empathize with. These organisations represent people who profit from consumers paying for the information that they have created, and thus have an interest in keeping consumers paying instead of acquiring the same information for free. It is thus completely reasonable, although I have no idea whether it is actually profitable, that these organisations use education, scare tactics or whatever you want to call it.

What makes me angry is when they use moral arguments. Like the rather outlandish sweeping claims that surface now and then that piracy supports terrorism and organised crime. Sure, if you buy a counterfeit DVD in Hong Kong the triads might earn a few eurocents, but "piracy" as in file sharing of copyrighted materials has a different set of beneficiaries – ISPs, hard drive manufacturers (these guys must make billions thanks to file sharing) and, I believe, computer manufacturers in general since those who pirate games generally spend some money on new computer parts which they would otherwise spend on games if they could not acquire them for free.

No, on the contrary, it is buying music that supports terrorism and organised crime. While I have no hard data on the exact consumption of drugs by musicians signed to a record label, I would say, based on lyrics, the musicians’ own testaments, their many arrests and subsequent releases, and my personal experience, that they consume fucking truckloads of illegal substances. Had it been pot that they were growing in their own wardrobes, fine, I could not care less, but there are lots of musicians that purchase cocaine, speed and all the other nice things that terrorism and organised crime profits from. What is more, the labels generally make no attempts to stop them from continuing to undermine democratic society. Did Pete Doherty lose his record contract for using drugs? Rolling Stones? Nick Cave?

Swedish artist Kleerup was high on cocaine during some sort of music industry narcissism event in January this year and got busted by the police. He was so angry, poor guy, and believed the police had no right to interfere with his life like that. He, however, apparently has a right to support drug wars, social unrest, the killing of police officers and so on in the Americas. Despite this, his records were still stocked by Swedish record stores last time I checked, even though their purchase quite openly supports terrorism. Meanwhile, people named Ahmad and Mohammad have a hard time just sending money back to their families in Somalia, because, you know, terrorism.

So, hey, next time you buy a record, remember a police officer in Tijuana died for it.

Tuesday 14 April 2009

Jolly Good

I spent Easter in the countryside by a beautiful forest, and now I am wondering why I live in the big city. I fed apples to horses and wood to the stove and it was all very nice. I also finished the novel Ghostwritten on the train. It was mostly awesome but had a bit of a let-down for an ending. Considering it instead a collection of short stories, it is an even better book. I also read Warren Ellis’ Crooked Little Vein which was much worse than I would have guessed. Given that he is one of the best writers in comics ever, I was surprised that his novel was much like a coprolaliac Pratchett. There was humour and there was intelligence and there was a good basic idea and there was no joy in reading it. Speaking of Pratchett, his latest book Nation was great. Given his Alzheimer’s and all, I was more hoping than expecting him to release something new, but it was the usual fare. Jolly good, that is.

Tuesday 17 March 2009

Economics of Suicide

Current research: The causes and economics of suicide. It is quite an interesting subject. I have been looking at some OECD data and jeez, its all Mark Twainy. I have no clue how to adjust it to arrive at "true" figures of suicide. Also, I have started my new job and I am very happy with it. I basically try to find out if various stuff is cost-effective. Not suicides yet, though, that one is only a hobby.

I am also trying to get rid of my apartment before the market bursts and pus oozes out. It seems like I will have to stay here for some time which sucks, I need another room.

Monday 19 January 2009

Blagowago


We had a great Christmas with all the cats, though they did manage to rip my floor asunder.

Tonight, my cat decided not to let me go through the proper stages of sleep, so I stumbled up around 8 thinking "Trans-Siberian Blagowago!" When I get deprived of sleep, I have strange mornings. I wandered around my apartment contemplating the Blagowago until I got my coffee.

And of course there were the usual sophisticated art school parties, including body painting with marker pen and arm stapling.