According to the American humourist Dave Barry “Meetings are an addictive, highly self-indulgent activity that corporations and other large organizations habitually engage in only because they cannot masturbate.” (As in, meetings aren't just ego-potlaches, they're also for the recycling of anxiety and responsibility). While meetings might be full of wankers, they’re surprisingly joyless experiences. “Nesta”,... Continue Reading →
The Manchester Evening News has a letter today that slams Kate Chappell, the Executive Member for the Environment for a broken promise (she said she would set up a blog, never did so). The letter (written by some Moss Side malcontent) also points out that the so-called and needs-to-be-killed-off "Stakeholder Steering Group" won't even allow... Continue Reading →
Madlab is back! The Northern Quarter venue (‘here be hipsters’ say the old maps. The new maps say ‘here be more hipsters’) has been tarted up from industrial grime to post-industrial sleek without losing its essential charm. They’ve done away with the rickety stairs (bloody health and safety gone … sane), left the exposed beams... Continue Reading →
The tl;dr is this - we come up with all kinds of rationalisations for the dismal failure of our social movement organisations to either change/modify government policy or even retain the talent that passes through its meetings and slip through its fingers. When someone tries to raise it, there are a variety of defence mechanisms... Continue Reading →
Last Friday the Government released a booklet with a set of anti-radicalisation homilies every bit as subtle as the movie 'Reefer Madness'. One in particular spoke of 'Karen', the sweet well-meaning lass who became a green Jihadi Jane because she cared too much - or in the wrong way - about the environmental destruction we... Continue Reading →
Today on Youtube, while doing grunt work on the PhD (goes quicker with a soundtrack), I stumbled on something I don't think I'd ever heard - a political (feminism) pop song from the 1980s. You can watch it here, followed by my attempt at lyrics and a John Berger quote that seems to fit.... "Following... Continue Reading →
My, doesn't that sound like a particularly bad Robert Ludlum novel (three inch thrillers with three word titles)? It's about being able to blot out the horrible thing that is inevitably coming, and do what you have to do in the meantime. Sisyphus blah de blah, yadder yadder yadder. In case you don't know the... Continue Reading →
This article outlines the very familiar pathological pattern of meetings at which dialogue is lauded and then slaughtered, the usual attempts to fix the pathologies, and then describes why they usually fail. It closes out with what COULD be done, and why it won’t be (it’s a conspiracy!!) The pathological meeting We have all been there... Continue Reading →
At its best our species does courage, creativity and trust. At its worst it excels at greed,stupidity and violence. Last night Melbourne Playback Theatre Company (MPTC) displayed enormous quantities of the former to illuminate one symptom of the latter - climate change. The event's format captured our dilemma nicely. The first half was taken up... Continue Reading →
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