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Emmanuel Goldstein-ISM

The “Enemy of the State” caricature is more important to deconstruct as idealism than as well-worn cynical ploy of political system. I say this realizing that, to myself, it is just another mechanism of the totalitarian mindset, to be wielded unabashedly in response to a democratic reflex. But to actually understand what it all means, to be willingly anti-intellectual and anti-progressive, you must face our shared nature towards dogmatically maintaining “morals”, “faith” and “righteousness”. Ethics are useful, but only when applied without bias equally in every case… there is no other excuse and can be none.

But to point about Jeremy Corbyn being allotted some culpability in this Tory adventure: Shouldn’t he be reviled and rejected publicly for his particular viewpoint whence that fairness of joint power-sharing is exposed? After all, doesn’t he advocate an extreme (if not the most) flavor of anti-semitic socialism any parliamentarian could encounter at Westminster, if god forbid he were given “legitimacy” by the May government it would lead to chaos. Here is an example of ToryTHINK from the Independent.

Furious Tory MPs condemn May for opening Brexit talks with ‘Marxist, antisemite’ Corbyn

Furious Tory MPs have condemned Theresa May for opening Brexit talks with Jeremy Corbyn, branding him “not fit to govern” and a “Marxist, antisemite”. Prime minister’s questions was dominated by Conservatives lining up to attack their leader for turning to Labour in search of a compromise to end the crisis and pass a deal.

2 minutes of Hate and more

I say chap, err, simply look at the situation you have placed yourselves in now. Co-opting a democratic system as Britain possesses will have some difficulties, principally by those who adhere to its laws and charter without bias and with foresight into consequences of its own actions. The Brexiteers fit the bill the same as those none too displeased that the Reichstag burnt down… which is finally their signature accomplishment of a WTO ‘managed’ brexit.

I’m certain after the crash-out occurs there will be an opportunity for decrees against “remainers & fellow travelers” and their removal from further “negotiation” which could “soften” it, as well as state policy included. Watch and learn sorrowful history repeat itself.

Brexit “hardman” Steve Baker: “I think we may be on the cusp of the destruction of both main parties”

On the evening of 28 March, Steve Baker, the Tory MP for Wycombe, sat down to write an “article of surrender”. The deputy chairman of the European Research Group (ERG) had led the parliamentary resistance against Theresa May’s withdrawal agreement for the best part of a year, defeating the prime minister’s deal twice and, perhaps, terminally fracturing the unity of the Conservative Party in the process.


Sky News inquired of Steve Baker, who last week was wishing he could tear down parliament and bulldoze it into the Thames. “Well, everyone knows I’m Brexit hardman Steve Baker,”..

Finally in closing, soon the citizens of Britain will either fight against this cancer, or succumb to it. History records no alternative, you cannot reason with those minds which reject the force of comity and its institutions which allow for just that.

-b

the Cello as synthetic

The Violoncello in the 17th Century (Anner Bylsma)

Anner Bylsma, Violoncello Lidewy Scheifes, Violoncello Bob Van Asperen, Orgel und Cembalo 01. Frescobaldi – Canzone XVI, a-Moll 02. Frescobaldi – Canzone VIII, g-Moll 03. Frescobaldi – Canzone XV, F-Dur 04. Gabrielli – Ricercar V, C-Dur 05. Gabrielli – Canon a due Violoncelli, D-Dur 06. Gabrielli – Ricercar I, g-Moll 07.

earlier deepness was requisite.

In the 17th century there weren’t as many bots as we have today. Hence, daily artificiality was at a severe disadvantage.

Does that mean we’re now superior in manufacture? Obviously, as far as that output which adheres to the lowest common denominator of human adequacy. Mankind needs to have feedback, and it shall be provided, being entirely up to them its worthiness. To invention we give thanks, but effort much less so.

The programmer looks towards coding, rather than ultimate goal of his (or even her) work, which provides for a decent living wage nowadays. We the consumer dive headfirst into this modern troth of information as driven by our supreme market forces of meaning, survival and loneliness. Need not to worry about nourishment, ever. Since the rise of the ‘bot, there is now plenitude of opportunity for sustenance liken to any thoughtfulness. The 21st century world is to be one of reaction, so c’mon REACT already.

Internet bot – Wikipedia

An internet bot, also known as web robot, WWW robot or simply bot, is a software application that runs automated tasks (scripts) over the Internet. Typically, bots perform tasks that are both simple and structurally repetitive, at a much higher rate than would be possible for a human alone.

a prosiac description of british understatement, once you’ve encountered a superior bot.

Listening to Bylsma is about judging experience. In our history of documenting musicians by recording them we critique the sound quality as well as approach… or even perhaps the message of it all? If your own everyday effort seems insurmountable chore simply close the portal eyes and listen to what Frescobaldi or Gabrielli thought themselves about going thru experience with wooden synthetic bots of their own age. They did not so much fodder the cattle as ours do, but tell of structure and form, possibilities, and the eternal worth of mindfulness.

A different time indeed.

-b

CBS shows are better IMHO

Cable TV has died, and steaming is now taking its place, with a new subscription service starting up every week it seems. BUT how to pick a decent tv series if you’re on only one or two media-spitters because of budget constraints? Lemme see…

~ You can start by taking advantage of the promos that the major players offer every few months. For example STARZ, Hulu, CBS Access, Amazon Prime and many others (besides Netflix). How to tell who is a major player? Go to this site and check the icon bar at top that indicates them daily: www.justwatch.com

With the discount promos lasting usually a month (or more) you can dip your toe into the water and see if their latest offerings aren’t just retreads of 90s vintage cinemax softporn. I’m not kidding, trust me you’ll notice. Why is that? I have no idea, except perhaps these new show producers are just crossovers from that genre. Maybe they got their start doing knockoff late-nite flesh jobs?

~ Just examine the source. If it is a major television network like CBS, ABC, BBS, or Discovery you’ll know they can’t afford to go too far outside what they could ever show on their regular channels. Which is good because that means they have to engage the viewer with a plot instead of gratuitous lovey-dovey sex scenes. My own idea of the length of such is best demonstrated by that one in a great movie “the Terminator” (1984). Remember? Maybe 60 seconds, tops.

1-2-3-GO!

So who comes out with a show that YOU can actually make it to its ending? And then as an ADDED BONUS impel you to watch the next autoplay? So far I’ve detected that CBS access tops the lot, despite first appearances. When you first login you’ll noticed they have 4 live channels, then a TON of tv series of all sorts and eras (50s to today), and then only about 19 to 20 movies of average to below average box office gross (but actual theatrical releases, no straight-to-video fare at all). All this should be $9? I dunno when STARZ is sending me invitations almost every other month and Shudder is chock full of the nicest people you’ll ever bulletin with. But wait!…

~ Besides having something watchable what makes a streaming services worth paying for in your mind? Simple! It must emulate regular tv watching with NO BUFFERING at all. Watching CBS access seems to be worry free on my devices, STARZ not so much, Shudder not uncommon, but DC Universe is the WORST!!!! Beware the glitch

Only their top section displayed, it gets DEEPER and DEEPER

Sit down, and turn it to the series tab and blast down thru the offerings, get overwhelmed and then decide to go on the internet and find out what the top shows are by using google. Guess what? There is no central review agency like the Nielsen ratings. You’re just gonna have to use sites like justwatch which have a latest or popular tv series tab to look at. If there is a new show worth watching it will be close to the very top AND if there is a quality tv series they will often load all seasons at once. So look for that.

Last word for now, If you try Amazon Prime video streaming you will also be offered the ability to obtain other mainstream (and knockoff) streamers thru them called Amazon Channels. Not too bad for this reason, their subtitles and close captioning are the best I’ve found so far, nice and adjustable. So would I pay a dollar more for that? You betcha (Sarah Palin voiceover).

~to be continued~

The day parliament failed was today.

Ken Clarke on Twitter

Live pictures as Nick Boles leaves the Conservative Party. https://t.co/XtpHws0YSg

The oldest politician there knows politics, this wasn’t.

Before I thought the most sensible thing to do was, of course, to vote YES on all the amendments… surely something will win out towards the BENEFIT of the electorate who has no desire to be poorer.

Yet that wasn’t the case.

Alas, no-deal brexit will be the outcome, as predicted by those much more cynical for this utterly cynical and craven time, who knew the power of politicians of every national stripe.

-b

Isn’t playing the fiddle STUNNING?

In music, anything goes really, including within classical fare. Yet our own period is different in that we must also see what the latest contribution looks like, if not actually listen to it sometime during the entire process. Not to sound like some curmudgeon here, but just to offer an observation (get it? haahaha! crack myself up) regarding a glaring fact about us nowadays. That idealism must be aligned with consumerism to be afforded an audience-in-the-main.

First to point, this Mutter album is quite marvelous. We live in a special time of the female violin virtuosi… and most, if not all, are fairly attractive specimens in my humble opinion. Although this wasn’t the case when the music they perform was actually created, else we would STILL be talking about the fiddle babe. Back then the closest approximation to their approach was our own domain of electric guitar heroes Jimi Hendrix or Stevie Ray Vaughan (et al). For example in the 19th century a mostly non-descript male with INCREDIBLE JAW DROPPING technique would saunter upon stage and completely blow away his audience for hours on end. Then journey forth to the next major european city for further triumph. Being physically attractive was a complete non-factor, the main being to skillfully present the most extreme range of “a wooden box with strings”. Niccolò Paganini had every health disadvantage one could contract, yet became legendary for his playing alone, not mere survival.

Jimmy Page was our closest approximation to Vincent Van Gogh musically so far.

But back to the present. We are conditioned to accept the simplest fact that classical music is 98% beautiful and non-threatening, whilst the other 2% sells even WORSE! One gifts the Classical CD (usually) by the cover, then the composer, then lastly the store’s return policy. The amazon prime marketplace teems with “like new” selections from the used bin pond.

Actually a fun market for the trainspotter is created just by watching the prices rise and fall for previously marketed releases opposed to newer artists. For example, one music label obtains the entire catalog of Gustav Leonhardt for an extremely modest sum to which it can sell 8 hours worth @ 99cents a pop. What an incredible bargain!

Gustav Leonhardt – Wikipedia

Gustav Leonhardt (30 May 1928 – 16 January 2012) was a Dutch keyboard player, conductor, musicologist, teacher and editor. He was a leading figure in the movement to perform music on period instruments. Leonhardt professionally played many instruments, including the harpsichord, pipe organ, claviorganum (a combination of harpsichord and organ), clavichord, fortepiano and piano.

Truly, a musician’s musician.

Whilst another MAJOR label grooms a female sex bomb to perform these aged standards with her dress falling off and it goes double platinum EVERY TIME! Usually these are eastern european females who have risen to the top thru competition rather than school or conservatory. Otherwise the professors would never have let them be released in the wild. Yum, pregnant again comrade? No matter!

Ever had a boner listening to the Well-Tempered Clavier? Get ready.


But I must admit, there is a distinction when it comes to today’s violin fighter ace in stockings. It seems the most primal quality to adore in females comes out mostly thru a modest listening, rather than just ooogling her delicious body. That genius being the widest span of feelings and emotions any human produces now. Judiciously I won’t mention particular names here, but the spectrum ranges from godlike aloofness to total agnosticism, warm motherly love to a flash terminator cadenza, from the most flighty of western sensitivities to eastern bloc totalitarianism… by at least seven or more divas since the turn of this century. Bravo!

Yet, what if she weren’t good looking? I’m not sure that problem exists for the hardened music aficionado (like myself). We’re blind to defects, even to our disadvantage. Our pleasure is in knowing that what she gives to all is priceless… so I’ll rather take that to the mp3 bank.

-b

Girl playing violin on beach in bikini

Àsian girl miming to music

why I enjoy youtube, its taste is impartial.

The Mouse Lionella

Many will recognise this story, told in many forms by me over the years, yet at its heart, the song remains the same and the mouse that is the guide to Rael in my last story returns as a hero to save the young life of Rael in this.

You may know that in my early years I spent time in a small village and travelled the desert sands as part of a caravanade. When I was five, my best friend Chiara began to tend the fire with me at night once per week. This is the start of our story together.

Tending the fire was a great honour but also an important task as the fire kept animals from the camp and also kept the village warm. The task of relighting a fire was something we would struggle to do on wet days – so the fire had always to be alight.

We were young and often frightened by the noises in the night. Our task was to be on guard against a raid by hungry animals. And so we told each other stories to keep the dark of the fire and the terror of the night at bay.

After a few weeks and for many days thereafter we were joined by a little mouse. We called him the little lion because he was so brave and would come right up to the fire. We were convinced he liked to listen to our voices chattering and singing in the fire light. Soon we began to feed him the little we had left from our own food.

It was the mouse that taught us about the stars, because the village elder told us there was a group of stars called ‘the Mouse’. At first we did not believe him but then we looked carefully and saw it. And when we saw the mouse in the sky then suddenly the mystery of the stars was no more, and we could see the archer, and the blade, the scorpion, the scythe, the buffalo and the lion, the centaur and the Hunter. Soon we began to understand the dance of the stars and how they commune or talk to each other, their patterns and seasons. We were very grateful to the mouse for this insight.

Then one night, the mouse did not come.

We woke the village, though it was dead of night. The elders took up their spears and all of the women and children grasped brands of burning sticks and we waited for the attack.

Two lions came into the camp but saw the flames and the spears and after prowling the surrounds, they moved on. Had the village been asleep, they would have dragged the young from the tents to eat them as we slept, tearing out their throats to ensure they made no noise. Being by the fire and in the clearest of view, they would have come out of the dark to take both Chiara and I first.

In the light of dawn, we searched and found the little mouse. It had been tossed by a lion and killed quickly – we believe it had tried to save us in the only way it knew how: by sacrificing itself rather than running away. That day, we christened Chiara “lionella” in honour of the mouse that saved us, and many, many of the stars have been named by us both after that smallest and bravest of heroes.

The Apple Tree

The Apple Tree

This is an allegory of my life.

In a village by the desert plains, where the rivers run north towards the hills and leave the scrubland that is the dry approach to the vast banks of sand that are the deserted lands, stood an apple tree

Alone

She was unusual because she always bore fruit through the late springs and early summer, when even the figs would wither in the heat and the fruit was a constant source of nourishment for those who were brave enough to traverse the deserted lands:

sweet and juicy, with memories of childhood and a time of peace and contentment; hard skinned yet succulent centre; and never was a worm found in the fruit of her tree.

A gift from God was that tree!

No-one ever asked the tree if they could take the fruit, people would assume the tree did not mind. And because this is a story of hope, I can tell you that the tree did not mind, and she gave gladly, but sometimes she hoped people would understand and appreciate her generosity.

Then one day a wise man said of the tree: this tree is not normal, it is beautiful and it is unique

So instead of travelling to the deserted lands, and partaking of the tree as they passed, people began to visit the tree itself. Soon its fruit were in demand and those who wished to make a profit from such things looked to sell the fruit. Thus the tree was gradually stripped from too much attention and from the desire of the people to have its fruit – the tree could not stop giving but soon it had just one last fruit left to give.

Then another wise man said the tree was a fraud: this is not an apple tree; why would an apple tree grow by a desert? This is some other kind of tree. So the people divided between those who believed in the tree and wanted its last fruit and those who would destroy the tree for being different.

The people fought over the tree’s last fruit and as they did so they tore the tree to the ground and they trampled the land around it until the tree was left as dust to drift across the open plains, then a memory, and then forgotten.

Save for one seed from the last fruit that fell into the hands of a small boy, who kept it safe as he grew until he reached the age of discernment. And when the boy became a man he was faced with a terrible choice:

to plant a new tree for many to partake of its generosity, and risk the tree being ridiculed and fought over and eventually being destroyed

or to plant it hidden in his own garden to be safe, but never again to be as giving as it had been

He wanted to ask the tree herself but to do so he must plant her and his choices meant he was bound to make the tree sad – this he could not bear. So he spoke instead to a wise man who was said to have lived for as long as the desert had nurtured the people of the caravans.

The wise man asked the boy to bring him to where he had found the seed and as he stood at the spot where the tree had been planted the wise man told the boy a story.

I once took a seed from a place where war had torn to destruction the beautiful orchard of a graceful princess. The princess lay dead amongst her trees, dying to save them from the men who brought war to her gates. They put her trees to flames but one seed survived and as a boy I carried it home.

I remembered the selflessness of the princess and I knew in my heart that her tree would wish to be planted where it could help the lost and the tired and those who needed nourishment. So it was I who planted the tree here in her memory.

The princess knew she would die and her tree knew it would also one day be destroyed for its generosity – so should we and indeed could we have saved them?

My son, those who are generous of heart will not thank us if we try and save them from the uncertainty and the hurt and the cruelty they suffer. Their generous hearts will find a way to break any bonds – but if we hide them away such that they can no longer be generous then they will wither quicker than if we had poisoned them.

We cannot save those whose wish is to be generous from themselves; we can only plant them on the path to their dreams. So plant your tree and have no regret if she comes to grief for she will be happier knowing she served than she was saved

Brexit fiasco is EPIC

MPs reject May’s EU withdrawal agreement

MPs reject Theresa May’s EU withdrawal agreement by 344 votes to 286, a majority of 58, throwing UK’s Brexit plans into more confusion. Mrs May said the vote would have “grave” implications and the “legal default” was that the UK would leave on 12 April.

I’ve found the BBC to be much too forgiving.

Brexit Day is cancelled: May’s final deception falls to pieces

She had one last grubby trick to pull. As the hours ticked down to the moment Britain was supposed to leave the EU, Theresa May forced another vote on her deal. She told the Commons it wasn’t really her deal at all. She claimed that supporting it would not prevent MPs from altering the overall Brexit package.

probably the best analysis of “Brexit Day”.

The Boeing Scandal

Good day! Figuring out how to embed articles just like on gplus.. here ya go

The emerging 737 MAX scandal, explained

Boeing executives are offering a simple explanation for why the company’s best-selling plane in the world, the 737 MAX 8, crashed twice in the past several months, leaving Jakarta, Indonesia, in October and then Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, in March. Executives claimed Wednesday, March 27, that the cause was a software problem – and that a new software upgrade fixes it.

RIP Ranking Roger of the English Beat

He passed away at age 56. Here’s the obit from BBC, in this video he’s the one on cowbell.

One of my fav bands growing up.
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