Film review: Yeah, look, if you're looking for some relatively undemanding and competently made tosh, with a not-entirely-convincing feminist "sub"text (i.e. smacking-you-in-the-face-text), with some eye-candy and moments of levity, then Black Widow will fit the Bill - or, more aptly, the James. Scarlett Johansson climbs into her latex suit again (I have not seen her... Continue Reading →
Excruciatingly banal/smug, but I got some work done anyway…. Day 10/67
Actually got up early(ish), packed the relevant fitness kit in a daggy backpack and schlepped over to the lovely Unley Oval. Did some ... skipping (I know, I know) - my cardio-fitness is not what it will be. Got some upper body stuff done too. Shower and then watched "Insiders". Tried to zone out the... Continue Reading →
Demography, death, decarbonisation. All this and not much more at the Adelaide Festival of Ideas (see also, technopolitical salvationism and China Crisis)
I've spent bits of the last two days sat in neo-Gothic wood-panelled halls listening to sages on the stage. Some of the sages have been great. Others, well, that's why I took a book, innit? This is not, after all, my first go at this rodeo. It's the "Adelaide Festival of Ideas" again, that under-funded... Continue Reading →
If I had kids, I’d be in a blind blind panic right now: On a public meeting of the “Australian Verdant Political Organisation” #Machiavelli #Smugosphere #Eargout #Egofodder
There are many topics on which I am a dreadful bore. On a subset of those I am a dreadful SMUG bore. On a subset of those I am a dreadful smug bore who will one day be thumped by a breeder. That subset is actually one item - the "I had a vasectomy in... Continue Reading →
Several days catch-up. Sigh.
Intentions versus self-discipline - story of my life. Almost everyone's life, I guess. The key things are to be realistic and routinised. So, I will try to do this catch up of the last few days and then do a daily blog post, because I said I wanted to, and I DID (and do) want... Continue Reading →
Converging what where? – Of helixes, quasi-industrial policy and incantations
There’s a story, surely apocryphal, of Shakespeare being locked in attic room and only given food in exchange for pages of an overdue play script. That tactic - “sliding pizza under the door in exchange for good ideas” is something that gets talked about in “strategic niche management.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrEYl9Kl4ZU Its cousin, pump-priming and state-agency-as-facilitator/networker was... Continue Reading →
Spiralling out of control (Covid, not me (yet)) Day 4/67
What to say? Watching the Delta virus begin to rip through Sydney. Maybe if the Premier had not spent most of last year sneering at the Victorian Premier? Maybe she might have learnt some lessons? But she couldn't resist, and was egged on by the Murdoch press, the id of the world. Ids get you... Continue Reading →
Birds, Balls and Ran – Day 3/67
Got up early to do my first upper-body exercise post-quarantine. Various deltoid, pecs, lats things with weights and the stretchy thing. Am going to have to feed the rabbit first though, because if a human comes into the garden at that time of the morning, it must be to feed him, right? Watched Insiders with... Continue Reading →
I definitely didn’t buy any books, DVDs or string. Why do you ask? Day 2/67
My backpack of bricks and weights was waiting faithfully for me. I now know it's 24.6kg, but I didn't yesterday when I did this - in roughly 55mins. Wrote my first letter to the Advertiser (watch this space). Doomwatched the NSW press conference. They're going to go into a lockdown that will make Victoria last... Continue Reading →
I definitely didn’t buy any books. Why do you ask? Day 1 of 67 out in about in Oz…
Got out of quarantine today. Picked up by my mum. Fed the rabbit a grape. Took the bike for an overdue service. Definitely did not buy the following books at various charity shops Checkov - Five Plays (Ivanov, The Seagull, Uncle Vanya, The Cherry Orchard, Three Sisters)Guiseppe di Lampedusa The LeopardMichael Frayn The Tin MenDavid... Continue Reading →
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