March 21, 2011

  • Inside My Mind

     I was walking alone in the woods. And I thought... what if a cougar attacks me! What would I do? Do I see any solid sticks around? What about my pocket knife. Would that be a suitable weapon?

    What if, when I stabbed it, the blade snapped closed over my fingers!

    Maybe I can climb a tree. Can cats climb trees? Crap, yes! I'm screwed, then.

    Oh, well. Maybe there are no cougars around!

    Walking on, walking on, suddenly I hear a noise!

    Freeze! Is it behind me right now?! Oh, god! Turn around, slowly... slowly... slowly... and look!

    Nope. Nothing there. Keep walking.

    Sit on a bench on the edge of the woods. Wonder if putting my sun glasses on the back of my head will work like masks and tigers in India, and convince cougars I'm looking at it, so it thinks it can't sneak up on me, so it won't pounce.

    Unless it doesn't think my sunglasses look like eyes! Crap, they're sliding down the back of my head! Why don't I have a nose back there, anyway?

    Oh well.

    Sigh, look out over the vista, and then carve my name into the bench. Now I have a legacy in Smallville!

    Walk on.

    Wonder how long the carving will last. Maybe I should have made it bigger. How did that guy in that movie carve his name into the wood of that ship?  Maybe he had a bigger knife.

    I need a bigger knife.

    I wonder what the laws are on carrying knives? How big is illegal? I bet a big knife would help me fight a cougar!

    God, is THAT a cougar, now?! No, just a squirrel.

    Walk on.

January 27, 2011

  • Most Pointless Dream Ever

    So there I was, sound asleep, when perchance, I began to dream. Rather than some exciting, engaging and entertaining dream, though, this is what I got instead:

    This guy, singing this song. Except in my dreams he forget the lyrics, and everybody in the crowd started laughing at him. Well done, psyche, well done.

January 24, 2011

  • The Last of the Lions

    The Last of the Lions - Recently, CNN published an article on their website which asked, "Are we Seeing the Last of the Lions?" The author, Dereck Joubert, suggests that African lions may be on the verge of extinction. In the past 50 years, he says, lion populations have fallen from about 450,000 to 20,000. Human-lion conflict, Joubert suggests, are driving lion populations to extinction levels, a trend that will ultimately continue unless drastic action is taken. Should the lions die out, the grave warnings go, the results could be formidable. Economic collapse for a region based around foreign nature tourism, ecological collapse as the local eco-system breaks down without apex predators, and spiritual collapse for a people intimately tied to the land and the wildlife who inhabit it.

    The problem is, though, that this article ignores some essential facts, and repeats what's become not only a common Western-centric environmental "line" over the past 150 years, but also represents a form of eco-colonialism. Frankly, I'm not convinced the loss of top predators actually will spell ecological disaster. Furthermore, I find it similarly hard to believe that the economic benefits gained by tourism outweigh the potential development that could result from a reduction of the wild environment in favour of urbanization.

    Apex predators in the now developed nations have mostly been extinct for years. In the case of Europe, wolves, lions, bears, and other creatures harmful to humanity have been reduced to extinction or near extinction levels over the course of 2,000 years of civilization building and urbanization. Surprisingly, this didn't lead to the total collapse of the ecosystems of Europe, but rather... the development of hitherto unseen levels of population densities, wealth, and societal expansion.

    When wilderness areas are reduced, and are instead replaced by human-useful developments like farmlands, living spaces, industrial areas, etc, society has room to grow and expand based on its own production capabilities. Forcing African nations to forgo those benefits to protect wildlife essentially requires them to operate at the mercy of flocks of international tourists and the influx of cash they bring into the local economies.

    And that's the frustrating thing that goes on here: I think in many ways the most severely developing nations, like those in Africa which play host to so many of nature's remaining mega-fauna, are essentially being forced to forgo their own development. The international community of western nations, the already developed nations, are by the force of their economic influence reinforcing the east-west, developed-undeveloped paradigm. Specifically, tripe articles like this inspire an insipidly sentimental protectionist attitude in the general populace, who then, through their wildlife tourism and general political influence, bring about policies in their home nations, and in developing nations that protect the wildlife there at the expense of development.

    So countries in Africa and and parts of central and east Asia can't develop, because they're being told by westerners, coming from countries that long ago killed off all their big, impressive animals, that they can't develop. That they have to remain essentially giant game parks, so that wealthy westerners can come ooh and ah over the magnificent lion, while the natives play as guides and live off dollars a day. Those same westerners can then go home and complain about how their tax dollars are once again being sent in foreign aid to support undeveloped nations abroad. Like industrialisation in the face of recent environmental issues, countries that are trying to develop are being told they don't have that right, because of the harm it'll do to the planet... by countries that did the exact same thing 100 years ago, and have spent the last 100 years enjoying the benefits of just such a process.

    I'm not saying the lion isn't going extinct. It certainly seems like it is. And I'm not saying the lion should be going extinct, it's a magnificent animal, and probably well worth protecting. But I am saying it's hypocritical and frustratingly eco-colonial for western nations (and the media of those nations) to insist it's the responsibility of undeveloped nations to protect those animals, especially when the costs are so high to those developing nations, and when the imposing developed nations have such a poor track record of their own.

December 25, 2010

  • The Fight for Liberty

    There is a certain place that I like to sit. And even more importantly, there is a certain thing I like to sit on. My chair. MY chair. And a short while ago, it was stolen from me! Oh, vile wretched merchants of suffering, why have you visited upon me such sorrows! What mortal deed could I have possibly committed to be so deserving! Fate, fate, oh, bitter fate, how thee strikest at me! How thee ever seekest to vanquish me, to dash me upon the rocks of unhappiness! To take from me all earthly joys!

    Nay, said I, nay, a thousand times! I shall not lie down upon the cold stone slab of destiny and accept my fate in so meek a fashion as this! Rise up! Rise up, and fight! Rally under the banner of truth! Justice! And freeeeeeeeeeeeeedoooooooooooom!

    So, I went and took my chair back. There was yelling. There was even some muted violence. But I feel satisfied with a job well done. And as far as I'm concerned, this isn't just regaining stolen property. No, this is liberation. This is like the Iraq War. This is when we took out Saddam Hussein, except this time, the locals were glad to see us. As far as I'm concerned, I'm a hero.

    And a comfortably seated one too, now.

December 22, 2010

  • To a Certain Group of Xangans

    You purport to be from one specific country. Maybe you are, maybe you aren't.What I have to say isn't to people from that country. It's to your group.

    You're dicks.

    You're all a bunch of dicks. Shut the hell up.

December 18, 2010

  • Meeting Xangans In Person

    As none of you know (unless you keep up with my pulses. Yes, that means you, Frank, you stalker.) I had my very first xanga meetup ever last weekend! I've been on xanga for who knows how many years now. Five and a half I think. But I've never had the opportunity to meet anybody before. Mostly because the xangans I ask seem to be convinced I'm a serial killer...

    Anyway.

     

    So I finally managed to convince one especially brave xangan to meet me! I was flying past, so I arranged for a connecting flight that'd take me to their local airport. Wow. I gotta say, meeting xangans is fun. If I knew how fun it was, I'd have done it more often, years ago! In a tent, even. Turns out internet people aren't all scary monsters after all. And I'm referring to myself here, of course. The xangan I met was every bit of what she seems like she'd be from her xanga persona.

    That is all.

    Oh, and happy Christmas to my atheist friends. To all you Christians out there... merry Hanukkah.

    P.S. Five xanga credits go to the first commenter who correctly guesses which xangan I met!

November 12, 2010

  • In Memory

    In Memory

    This year on xanga, as in most other years, there have been quite a few remembrance/veterans/armistice/poppy day posts. And in a lot of these, the poem In Flanders Fields is quoted. In fact, I think I've seen two posts on the history of the poem itself. That's understandable, I suppose, given the apparently immense popularity of the poem, but I can't help but wonder if it's the best way to remember the war, or the soldiers who fought in it.

    The poem is inherently anathema to the message of peace proclaimed by most people on remembrance/veterans/armistice/poppy day. "Never forget" is intended to a) honour memory and b) prevent recurrence. So then why do we quote a poem which dedicates a third of its length to the advocation of retribution? That's hardly in keeping with the message of peace. And yes, I suppose you can interpret "To you from failing hands we throw/ The torch; be yours to hold it high./ If ye break faith with us who die/ We shall not sleep, though poppies grow" as a request to pass on memory, not anger and conflict, but I think "Take up our quarrel with the foe:" is pretty unambiguous.

    You know, it's said that when Hitler visited the Allied war memorials in France after the defeat of that country in 1940, that one of the only sites he allowed to remain standing was the Canadian war memorial at Vimy ridge, because it alone did not glorify war. While the monuments of the British and the French exclaimed their martial prowess, the humble Canadian beacon simply mourned. Mother Canada looked across the plains and wept, mourned the foolishness of war, the loss of her sons, the destruction of a generation. I'm not sure if that's true or not, but I don't think In Flanders Fields is in keeping with that tradition. I think it's time for another poem to honour and remember our dead.

October 15, 2010

September 17, 2010

  • Xanga Removing Copyright Infringements

    So here's a funny question... has anybody had xanga remove content from their site, because it infringes on copyright? It seems to have happened to me, though I never noticed it!

    In this entry here of mine about bagels, I googled a picture of a bagel to include in the post. This might not be completely on the level, but I think it's pretty common blogging behaviour. However, I notice that the bagel picture is now gone, and in its place is this notification from xanga:

    Image removed due to DMCA violation notice. For more information please go here: http://help.xanga.com/about/legal/digital-millennium-copyright-act-dmca/

    This is embedded in the post.

     

    Part of the head-scratcher in this for me is the following: in order to remove that picture and put in a text notification, does that mean xanga went in and edited the content of my post? Does that also mean they can and will edit the content of anybody's xanga posts at any time?

    Has anybody else had this happen to them? Do you know if this is an automated process, or did xanga come and remove my googled picture specifically?