Steven Wilson – Puncture Wound

Two things about this video:

1) Awesome song. Once again, this is from the EXTRA (!) CD off of Insurgentes. Along with Collecting Space and The 78, it should have been on the main album. Maybe Steven just wants to impress people that like to look into his music just a little deeper.

2) Great video that fits the song like a glove. Like the lyrics say: Push, push down the earth
Feel my hand through your glove… I wonder who made it? It’s not by Lasse Hoile though I wouldn’t blame you if you thought it was.

The Scale of the Universe 2

http://htwins.net/scale2/ Very well made, excellent cultural representation. Falls into my personal “have had a similar idea for a while but would have never dreamed of pulling it off this well” category.

Thanks go to Savi for linking me to this.

Review: 344 Questions: The Creative Person’s Do-It-Yourself Guide to Insight, Survival, and Artistic Fulfillment

344 Questions: The Creative Person's Do-It-Yourself Guide to Insight, Survival, and Artistic Fulfillment

344 Questions: The Creative Person’s Do-It-Yourself Guide to Insight, Survival, and Artistic Fulfillment by Stefan G. Bucher

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

“The more honest you are with yourself as you go through the book, and the more notes you make in it, the more valuable it will become to you. That’s why this book is small, fexible, and doesn’t cost a lot of money. I want you to take it with you when you go to woek, keep it in your bag, and scribble into it as answers occur to you. Don’t keep this book clean! Mess it up! Write in it freely! Doodle! Put a rubber band around it, so that you can keep interesting articles and extra pages of notes in it. If you keep this book in mint condition, I’ve failed. Because a tattered, bust-up book-filled out and scribbled upon — means you’ve found out new things about yourself and you’re inspired to take action”.

I would heartily agree, Mr. Bucher. A tattered, note-filled book is an addition to every person’s fossil registry of personal story and evolution. It really is a crying shame this book does not inspire any of this. Unavoidably I must come to the heart-wrenching conclusion that you have failed.

First of all, how do you expect, no, demand from people to write on a book made entirely of glossy paper? Have you ever tried writing with a pencil on this material? I always hated my English textbooks for this very reason. Unless this is some indication that you want our answers to be set in Bic ink — hardly the point of the book as you must have planned it Mr. Bucher, I would entertain the thought — the selection of materials is the first poor design choice to come out of this book. I might have actually tried writing with a pen but the subconscious connections with English teachers with terrible Greek accents I so naively thought I had left far behind, ultimately overpowered me.

Then, what sort of questions are these? They gave me the feeling they were either too sterilised or trying too hard to be witty and/or innovative. Most of the book consists of questions that require you to either be extremely honest with yourself or have remarkable skills of self-knowledge to properly answer, mostly both: “What are you doing to sabotage yourself?”, “What are you going to be doing in the next 60 years?”, “Do you prefer your inner or your outer life?”, “How do you handle too much success?”, “How much can you whore yourself out?” etc. They’re insightful questions, but if I were in any position to actually be able to return equally insightful answers, I wouldn’t be interested in buying this book in the first place. If I could answer all these questions as easily as the book has this passive-aggressive aura about it that it’s really possible, I would already be everything I want, can, have or haven’t ever dreamed to be.

OK, let’s say that answering the questions would actually evolve me into such an Übermensch. The auxilliary questions meant to help you on every page, along with the whole flowchart thing going on that makes no sense and if I really followed it I would never even reach half of the questions (how can you have several arrows pointing towards a box in a flowchart, but no arrows pointing outwards and still have it be workable?), are not much better than the main questions themselves. I don’t know if designers use flowcharts –they probably do– but this book would definitely be enough to drive any programmer to insanity!

Some of the less ambitious questions pack some punch and made me think as well as laugh. This is the reason this is getting 2 stars instead of only 1.

This sterilised, efficient, perfectly creative –where creative is implied here to exclude anything that cannot be represented with flowcharts–, ideal model for Westerners, best displayed in cases such as this… It scares the hell out of me, man.

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The Awful German Language, by Mark Twain // Quotes ~ Αποφθέγματα XIV

http://www.crossmyt.com/hc/linghebr/awfgrmlg.html

A criticism  dated 1880 by Mark Twain on the German language, four years after the unification of Germany and half a century before all discussion and relevant prejudice would be dominated by annoying Nazi undertones of aggressiveness.

[…]I think that a description of any loud, stirring, tumultuous episode must be tamer in German than in English. Our descriptive words of this character have such a deep, strong, resonant sound, while their German equivalents do seem so thin and mild and energyless. Boom, burst, crash, roar, storm, bellow, blow, thunder, explosion; howl, cry, shout, yell, groan; battle, hell. These are magnificent words; the have a force and magnitude of sound befitting the things which they describe. But their German equivalents would be ever so nice to sing the children to sleep with, or else my awe-inspiring ears were made for display and not for superior usefulness in analyzing sounds. Would any man want to die in a battle which was called by so tame a term as a Schlacht? Or would not a consumptive feel too much bundled up, who was about to go out, in a shirt-collar and a seal-ring, into a storm which the bird-song word Gewitter was employed to describe? And observe the strongest of the several German equivalents for explosion — Ausbruch. Our word Toothbrush is more powerful than that. It seems to me that the Germans could do worse than import it into their language to describe particularly tremendous explosions with. The German word for hell — Hölle — sounds more like helly than anything else; therefore, how necessary chipper, frivolous, and unimpressive it is. If a man were told in German to go there, could he really rise to thee dignity of feeling insulted?

Having pointed out, in detail, the several vices of this language, I now come to the brief and pleasant task of pointing out its virtues. The capitalizing of the nouns I have already mentioned. But far before this virtue stands another — that of spelling a word according to the sound of it. After one short lesson in the alphabet, the student can tell how any German word is pronounced without having to ask; whereas in our language if a student should inquire of us, “What does B, O, W, spell?” we should be obliged to reply, “Nobody can tell what it spells when you set if off by itself; you can only tell by referring to the context and finding out what it signifies — whether it is a thing to shoot arrows with, or a nod of one’s head, or the forward end of a boat.”

There are some German words which are singularly and powerfully effective. For instance, those which describe lowly, peaceful, and affectionate home life; those which deal with love, in any and all forms, from mere kindly feeling and honest good will toward the passing stranger, clear up to courtship; those which deal with outdoor Nature, in its softest and loveliest aspects — with meadows and forests, and birds and flowers, the fragrance and sunshine of summer, and the moonlight of peaceful winter nights; in a word, those which deal with any and all forms of rest, repose, and peace; those also which deal with the creatures and marvels of fairyland; and lastly and chiefly, in those words which express pathos, is the language surpassingly rich and affective. There are German songs which can make a stranger to the language cry. That shows that the sound of the words is correct — it interprets the meanings with truth and with exactness; and so the ear is informed, and through the ear, the heart. […]

Your Brain On Porn

http://yourbrainonporn.com/

Evolution has not prepared your brain for today’s Internet porn.

 

Basically, this site says that internet porn has hacked into our brain and is playing around with the hormonal centres that handle pleasure, reproduction, addiction and reward. Everytime we masturbate to internet porn our brains register the act as if we were fertilising tens or hundreds of different women. That’s much better than only having one partner, right? You can’t beat the novelty, the variety, the propagation of genes, the accessibility!

All this has lead to situations where people are subconsciously choosing porn instead of real socialising (and feeling OK and quasi-satisfied, if a little bleh, with being solitary and socially anxious) because the brain in a completely subconscious manner prefers the porn with all its addiction, reward and novelty factor, than real intimate partners. Such situations, I’m betting, are much more widespread than anyone’s willing to admit.

In the site you can find many testaments of men who abstained from masturbating for weeks or months and saw a dramatic, to say the least, increase of their libido, self-confidence and testosterone levels. They also rediscovered the beauty of looking into people of the opposite sex as more than just pieces of meat, there as a means for a potential orgasm and little else (and always comparing them, again subconsciously, with their virtual, pornographic counterparts of sexual satisfaction). Moreover, they found out they started focusing more on real women as the real people that they are.

Could it be that the sexuality of a whole generation of men (not to mention today’s teens) is being influenced, no, shaped by high-speed internet porn, making us proud addicts to the murderer of eroticism from a very young age, thousands of synapses at a time? Wilhelm Reich couldn’t havee meant this when he was talking about the Sexual Revolution! Absolutely not. This is serious.

I’m trying this out already, how could I not? All the way. See how long I can last and what happens. I’ll post the results soon.

 

 Philip Zimbardo: The demise of guys?

Some more links to articles on Your Brain On Porn:

Guys who gave up porn: on sex and romance

Was the cowardly lion just masturbating too much?

 

Wade Davis: Dreams from endangered cultures

Sometimes I dream of being an ethnographer, an anthropologist just so I could have the chance to experience a life that not only almost no-one else gets to see, no-one will get to see anymore in times to come. Enter monoculture.

I just LOVE TED. And I just love what this guy is saying. The 20th century, 300 years from now, will not be remembered for its wars and technological achievements but for the unprecedented destruction of bio- and ethno-diversity.

Review: A Short History Of Nearly Everything

A Short History Of Nearly Everything
A Short History Of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A Short History of Nearly Everything is exactly the kind of book I enjoy. Witty, funny, made me think (each chapter about another facet of life), made me want to read it again sometime in the future –if only to be adequately prepared to duly take notes/highlight quotes from the first to the last page–, I learned things I would have hardly had the chance to find anywhere else and, as the best and most successful of books do, it left me with a different perspective on the world, an outlook on it that is very scientific in its premise and execution but far from anything dogmatic. It has been a humbling reminder and a glorious reassurance of how little we know about the world and at the same time how much we pretend to actually do so because, well… because we’re largely ignorant, scientists not terribly less so than ourselves.

Bill Bryson hops from one scientific field to the next as if he was Super Mario and science was Level 1-1. Within the pages of the same book we can find excellent write-ups on atoms, chemistry, lots of physics and biology, astronomy, geology… He talks about what’s under our feet (tens of kilometres of unexplored crust and a little less of ocean is all we can safely say about the contents of the ~6500km that separate us from the planet core), fossils and how little information they can give us because of their scarcity and the extremely specific conditions under which they form but how much information we try to extract from them…

How unprotected, really, we are in reality from a potential asteroid hit (no, you can’t send nukes or Bruce Willis to an object that you are only able to detect mere weeks before impact at best and which travels at a speed that allows it to cross the entirety of the terrestrial atmosphere within a matter of a single second), or how rumbling, overdue supervolcanos with calderas only slightly larger than the island of Crete could explode any moment now! Earth would survive. Life would probably survive, as it has many times before. Humans and our extremely narrow zone of comfort? Naaah. Bryson helps us understand our place in things, comprehend that our existence might be little more than an inexplicable natural accident, an unrepeatable oddity.

And of course there’s so much more packed in here. So much!

If you’re to read this book, prepare to also read things you would have never imagined about the unknown lives of great scientists, to see fundamental theories of the past go through high and low, be torn apart by dogmatic contemporary peers… The drama of science –what an unlikely, unfortunately, pair of words– and the success and sob stories behind the pioneers and discoveries are often unbelievable. These anecdotes are solid gold.

Together with What On Earth Happened/What On Earth Evolved, this book is a treasure of knowledge and insight. If you like learning stuff about the world for hours on end you seriously can’t miss it. Even if you don’t find learning about the world appealing, well… maybe these books will kick your characteristically human curiosity back into you.

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