I'm shifting to a new blog. I don't have much against blogspot, but I registered this one with an old email address which is now dead and then forgot the password. (I also had another account linked to my gmail address, so I didn't have to sign out from gmail every time I wanted to blog. For this reason I'm able to create new posts here, but not modify the theme, sidebars, etc.)
New blog here.
Thursday, 19 April 2012
Moving
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Location
Incidentally I am now not in Germany, but someplace further east, where the language is strange and the scars of communism are still to be seen. I must now master a language with even more cases and more brutal declension, and where the whole approach to verb tenses is very different. Fun.
Also the group blog with Nick and Brian is dead as a dodo (I have put up the last substantial post there I had planned), though I still intend to put up art there as I like the look and feel.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Health Experts: still not hearting humanity
Still have good relations with your family? Are those you love able to speak your name without cursing you and all your foul progeny, yea, unto the seventh generation? Do you still have relatives who don't fly into a berserk rage and try to murder you whenever they see you? Well, health experts are here to help with that.
'Tell loved ones they are overweight this Christmas':
Christmas may be a time of indulging for many, but health experts believe it is the perfect time to tell a loved one they are overweight.
The National Obesity Forum and International Chair on Cardiometabolic Risk said it was important to be upfront because of the health risks.... with families and friends getting together up and down the country over the festive period, the experts believe there is an opportunity that should not be missed.
"Hey, fatso, go on a diet already" may, perhaps, be a necessary thing to tell someone at times, but... Christmas? Do these people feed off human misery, or have they genuinely gone their entire lives without significant interaction with other human beings?
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
On the Gasting of Flabber
When Americans wring their hands about German pacifism, it is fairly strange, but when Germans do it there is something really bizarre going on.
(Source)
We have lived to see the day when Germany is condemned for minding its own business, giving peace a chance, and being slow to pick fights with countries that pose no danger to it.
What can you possibly say to that?
Monday, 11 April 2011
Homelessness
I notice I'm getting a couple of referrals from the "There are Real Things" blog to which I contribute. I should note, to wanderers, that I this blog here is more scattershot and less intended to be of much interest to anyone but myself; a sort of notepad in html. I don't put anything too personal up here, but coherent, tightly-written posts that make sense and don't ramble and digress outrageously are not a priority. I mean, I hope y'all like it, but...
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I'm still browsing through the Ochlophobist blog, which will be going belly-up in 19 days. Part of me wants to look up some one-click service for archiving the entirety of it, but I know that if I did that, I'd probably never read most of it.
One finds on The Sarabite a poet who has had to look at each of his habitations in life from a distance even while living in the midst of them. When you have spent most of your life feeling as if you are in exile from the very place you find yourself, then you are among those of us for whom Hebrews 13:14 is a cause of great hope.
"For we have not here an abiding city, but we seek after the city which is to come."
Pseudo-Iamblichus' post reminded me of a line from an old Rich Mullins song, hearkening back to my Evangelicalish days:
"And if your home is just another place where you're a stranger
And far away is just somewhere you've never been
I hope that you'll remember, I was your friend"
Perhaps we feel as if we are in exile in and from the places we find ourselves because all of this world is passing, yet at the same time, the kingdom which is to come has come in Jesus Christ, and is coming in Jesus Christ, here, to the very place we find ourselves in exile. And so we wait, and try to keep our lamps lit.
The post he links to says:
For Sartre, most of us live in "bad faith", i.e. we think we are something that we are really not. The self in Sartre's tome is a constantly roving ghost trying to catch its own shadow. Consciousness is always consciousness of something, and if you are conscious of that thing, you are NOT it. Thus, when a person says, "I am a waiter," for Sartre, this person is in a sense lying since he is looking outside of himself and saying: "I am that", when he really isn't. For Sartre, the self is a negation, a constant negation, and this is the ground for the absurdity of human life, but it is also the ground for freedom. Man, as Sartre says, may be a futile passion (since he wants to become God, ens causa sui), but this makes man free to choose his actions in an absurd universe.
Thursday, 31 March 2011
wate wut
I have just spent half an hour browsing Japanese commercials on youtube. My brain is still in partial shutdown.
I would comment, but... to that last one in particular, there is pretty much nothing you can say. (Well, except I wish I had the power of banana-powered flight.)
For more, just type "japanese commercial" into youtube. (And for maximum brain-searing horror, look for japanese potty-training cartoons. There are things you wish you could unsee...)
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