Sunday, June 10, 2012

Purple People Theatre

The Ideal 

You are married to the most loving, intelligent, and charismatic person you have ever met. Both of you have careers that are intellectually stimulating and financially rewarding. For decades, your wealth and social connections have allowed you to devote yourself to activities that bring you immense personal satisfaction. One of your greatest sources of happiness has been to find creative ways to help people who have not had your good fortune in life. In fact, you have just won a billion-dollar grant to benefit children in the developing world. If asked, you would say that you could not imagine how your time on earth could be better spent. Due to a combination of good genes and optimal circumstances, you and your closest friends and family will live very long, healthy lives, untouched by crime, sudden bereavements, and other misfortunes.
The Evolution of Purpose. A Review of Terrence Deacon’s Incomplete Nature


The Reality



Saturday, June 9, 2012

Soon You Will See. Someday. Back to You I'll Get.

white mountain hare
Cairngorms



I was raised up believing I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
And now after some thinking, I'd say I'd rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me


But I don't, I don't know what that will be
I'll get back to you someday soon you will see


What's my name, what's my station, oh, just tell me what I should do
I don't need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say "sure, take all that you see"
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me

And I don't, I don't know who to believe
I'll get back to you someday soon you will see


If I know only one thing, it's that everything that I see
Of the world outside is so inconceivable often I barely can speak
Yeah I'm tongue-tied and dizzy and I can't keep it to myself
What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else?


And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelf
I'll come back to you someday soon myself


If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm raw
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
And you would wait tables and soon run the store


Gold hair in the sunlight, my light in the dawn
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
Someday I'll be like the man on the screen       


Lyrics: Helplessness Blues by Fleet Foxes

Friday, June 8, 2012

Gaia Is a Tough Bitch



"For more than a billion years, the only life on this planet consisted of bacterial cells, which, lacking nuclei, are called prokaryotes, or prokaryotic cells. They looked very much alike, and from the human-centered vantage point seem boring. However, bacteria are the source of reproduction, photosynthesis, movement — indeed, all interesting features of life except perhaps speech! They're still with us in large diversity and numbers.

They still rule Earth.


Symbiosis has nothing to do with cost or benefit. The benefit/cost people have perverted the science with invidious economic analogies. The contention is not over modern symbioses, simply the living together of unlike organisms, but over whether "symbiogenesis" — long-term symbioses that lead to new forms of life — has occurred and is still occurring. The importance of symbiogenesis as a major source of evolutionary change is what is debated. I contend that symbiogenesis is the result of long-term living together — staying together, especially involving microbes- -and that it's the major evolutionary innovator in all lineages of larger nonbacterial organisms.


......animals are very tardy on the evolutionary scene, and they give us little real insight into the major sources of evolution's creativity.


The Gaia hypothesis is a biological idea, but it's not human-centered. Those who want Gaia to be an Earth goddess for a cuddly, furry human environment find no solace in it. They tend to be critical or to misunderstand. They can buy into the theory only by misinterpreting it. Some critics are worried that the Gaia hypothesis says the environment will respond to any insults done to it and the natural systems will take care of the problems. This, they maintain, gives industries a license to pollute. Yes, Gaia will take care of itself; yes, environmental excesses will be ameliorated, but it's likely that such restoration of the environment will occur in a world devoid of people.


Lovelock would say that Earth is an organism. I disagree with this phraseology. No organism eats its own waste. I prefer to say that Earth is an ecosystem, one continuous enormous ecosystem composed of many component ecosystems. Lovelock's position is to let the people believe that Earth is an organism, because if they think it is just a pile of rocks they kick it, ignore it, and mistreat it. If they think Earth is an organism, they'll tend to treat it with respect. To me, this is a helpful cop-out, not science. Yet I do agree with Lovelock when he claims that most of the things scientists do are not science either. And I realize that by taking the stance he does he is more effective than I am in communicating Gaian ideas.




Gaia is a tough bitch — a system that has worked for over three billion years without people. This planet's surface and its atmosphere and environment will continue to evolve long after people and prejudice are gone.

Extracts truffled from Gaia is a Tough Bitch, read full interview with LM at The Edge



LYNN MARGULIS in her life and times was a biologist; Distinguished University Professor in the Department of Biology at the University of Massachusetts at Amherst; author of The Origin of Eukaryotic Cells (1970), Early Life (1981), and Symbiosis in Cell Evolution (2d ed., 1993). She is also the coauthor, with Karlene V. Schwartz, of Five Kingdoms: An Illustrated Guide to the Phyla of Life on Earth (2d ed., 1988) and with Dorion Sagan of Microcosmos (1986), Origins Of Sex (1986), and Mystery Dance (1991).







Endosymbiogenesis & the Human Microbiome


Image: Coral quartz and its amazing correspondence with a transected segment of the human sigmoid colon showing polyps.

Konstantin Mereschcowsky (1855-1921) was a prominent Russian biologist, botanist and advocate of eugenics active mainly around Kazan whose research on lichens led him to propose the theory of symbiogenesis - that larger, more complex cells evolved from symbiotic relationship between less complex ones.

He presented this theory in 1909, in his Russian work, The Theory of Two Plasms as the Basis of Symbiogenesis, a New Study or the Origins of Organisms, although the fundamentals of the idea already had appeared in his earlier 1905 work, The nature and origins of chromatophores in the plant kingdom.

He was inspired by his work as a leading lichenologist - lichens were of major interest at the time as it had recently been shown that they exhibit a symbiotic relationship between fungi and algae. Around the turn of the century Konstantin collected a sizeable lichen herbarium, containing over 2000 specimens from lands in Russia, Austria and around the Mediterranean. The collection is currently in the possession of Kazan University. He also studied hydras.

Bailey Flower Essences ~ Lichen


Lichens are strange plants composed of two different species living together in an interlocked relationship. The essence of Lichen mirrors this but in a rather different manner. We are part of the universe and the universe is a part of us, but when that relationship becomes strained, when we feel alienated from the source of our being, life can be very difficult and unrewarding. Indeed, in extreme circumstances we may feel that there is just no point in going on living.

Lichen enables us to bond firmly once more with the universe and all that it contains, not only at the material level of physical earth, but also at the psychic and spiritual levels - all part of our birthright.



Although the modern evolutionary synthesis supports Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection, Merezhovsky's ideas of symbiogenesis are reflected in the modern endosymbiotic theory developed and popularised by Lynn Margulis (1938-2011).

The endosymbiotic theory was advanced and substantiated with microbiological evidence by Lynn Margulis in a 1967 paper, The Origin of Mitosing Eukaryotic Cells. In her 1981 work Symbiosis in Cell Evolution she argued that eukaryotic cells originated as communities of interacting entities, including endosymbiotic spirochaetes that developed into eukaryotic flagella and cilia. This last idea has not received much acceptance, because flagella lack DNA and do not show ultrastructural similarities to bacteria or archaea.  According to Margulis and Dorion Sagan:

 "Life did not take over the globe by combat, but by networking"

Twenty-six years have passed since the publication of Microcosmos: Four Billion Years of Microbial Evolution, co-authored by Lynn Margulis and her son Dorion Sagan.  In 2006, Astrobiology Magazine marked the 20th anniversary of this publication by interviewing Margulis, then a distinguished university professor of geosciences at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst.

The Astrobiology Magazine Interviews

Microbial Planet ~ Part I

We Are All Microbes ~ Part II

Bacteria Don't Have Species ~ Part III

Bacterial Intelligence ~ Part IV


Margulis was a controversial figure in the world of biological science. Many of the ideas she and Sagan put forth in Microcosmos, which met stiff resistance at the time, are now widely accepted. In  a four-part interview, Margulis talked about how scientific understanding of early life on Earth has changed, and explained one of the central ideas of her life's work: symbiogenesis.

If you look up consciousness in the dictionary, it says, "awareness of the world around you," and that's because you lose it somehow when you become unconscious, right? Well, you can show that microorganisms, or bacteria, are certainly conscious. They will orient themselves, they will work together to make structures. They'll do a lot of things. This ability to respond specifically to the environment and to act creatively, in the sense that that precise action has never been taken before, is a property of life. ~ Lynn Margulis, 2006


Bacteria outnumber human cells in the body by 10 to 1.

Bacteria are the Eldest lifeforms on Earth.

Wisdom of the Elders.

Go Within.


Human Microbiome Project ~ the future of Energy & Vibrational healing. 

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Farenheit 451: born at the write time






“Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in 10 seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream.”~ Ray Bradbury (1920-2012)

Ray Douglas Bradbury was born Aug. 22, 1920, in Waukegan, Illinois and used the ambiance of small time life to enhance his fiction.

“When I was born in 1920,” he told the New York Times Magazine in 2000, “the auto was only 20 years old. Radio didn’t exist. TV didn’t exist. I was born at just the right time to write about all of these things.”


Read more: http://www.universetoday.com/95701/science-fiction-author-ray-bradbury-dies/#ixzz1x4RyXmEZ

The One and Only Billy Shears


I am currently having a de-junking spasm : spasm being the expression a former male flatmate used, 30 years ago, in reference to my cleaning jags.  An astute observation on his part in one way, yet I recall that he never lifted a finger to clean anything, and nor did my then partner - who also shared the house. Is it any wonder that I have no desire to cook and clean for another man ever EVER unhappily again?!?

And how was it that at the age of 20, I willingly lined up to be the chief-cook-and-bottle-washer and houseslave for two fit and limbed men who were also physically capable of pushing a mop and driving a vacumn cleaner?

I cannot say that I have never received support from my friends or partners.  I have certainly worked my arse off doing stuff while others have relaxed and said: "You're doing a great job!"

Some things aint rocket science.  I am adjusting my definition of supportive relationship which is currently going along the lines of:  Words are cheap - get off your arse and get your hands dirty!

The folly of Youth, eh?  May it never return.


Yesterday I found a journal that I started 20 years ago.  The first entry is dated 4 June 1991 and the last 20 August 1994.  Said 'journal' is a simple 128 page exercise book, the sort you use for school: I was a fairly no-frills low-maintenance type of gal back in the days of Low Self-Esteem. Which I reckon is part of the reason as to why I ended up sharing a house when I was 20 with two blokes and got duped into doing all the housework, despite also holding down a full-time job - same as them - and thought it was a fair deal that I received a five-buck rent reduction for being their houseslave.


Having found this journal from 20 years ago, naturally, I have Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band as an earworm which has me wondering who in the world is Billy Shears?

Billy Shears sheep? 

B.S.S.

Bull Shit Syndrome!

The oracle of Wikipedia sez that Billy Shears is an alias for Ringo Starr, then there's a mention of the 'Paul is dead' rumour from the late 60s and that Billy Shears is a clone.....and at this point, I shall quote Pontius Pilate: what is truth?

My current truth is that the last 12 months have been, hands down, the most gruelling months of my adult life in the wake of the road trauma that resulted in the loss of my car and independent means of travel.  Lest this sound like the whine of a middle-class white person, allow me to elaborate (a little).  Fifteen months prior to the road trauma, I began to experience severe panic attacks again and almost slid back into the abyss of agoraphobia.  Having my own vehicle was integral to me being able to continue to function in the outer world as I had not been able to use public transport since Panic Disorder with Agoraphobia touched down in my life in 1989. Not having my own mode of transport has greatly impacted on my employment status which has an UN in front of it now.

Finding this twenty-year-old journal is synchronous because back then I was in a bad places because I did not have a skerrick of a clue as to what was feeding the Panic Disorder then.  It is truly painful to read the words I wrote from the perspective I have now: so close and yet so far.  Saturn Returns may well be like that. Where you keep going round and around in circles, reaching for the big brass ring and always falling short of the A-ha!

Last night I felt somewhat restless, troubled and awfully worn out. It has been a hard year. It's been a hard decade.  It's been a hard twenty years. None of it has been helped by the fact that I have a tendency to be hard on myself.  Over the decades people have observed this, a handful of therapists have observed: You're very hard on yourself.  I note that not one of them ever offered strategies to help me stop being so hard on myself nor did they guide me in exploring how I came to be so demanding of myself.  This seems rather an oversight on their part.  An inability to identify the core issue and to address it within the context of a therapeutic relationship.  Makes me wonder what psychologists and psychotherapists are actually taught to do apart from recline in their armchairs and pass comments that masquerade as supportive.

Sound familiar?


Two weeks ago, my GP wrote me a prescription for Lexapro.  My GP who has a rather slim understanding of Panic Disorder and who has spent less than 3 hours with me over the last six years, and has absolutely no idea about my life circumstances is thoroughly convinced that a little white pill is The Answer to all that bedevils me.  I am not as seduced by the prevailing medical model as she is. I don't need to be: I am not the one whose lifestyle is dependant on subscribing to and upholding its hypotheses and theories.


Twenty years ago, I effected a stunning recovery from Panic Disorder with extreme Agoraphobia completely without the use of pharmaceuticals.  I did use flower essences and was consulting with a skilled homeopath/naturopath and I learned the Meares Method of Meditation, which is a stillness meditation developed by Australian psychiatrist, Dr Ainslie Meares, himself the author of several books, including Relief Without Drugs.

Meares came to use meditation as a means of treatment of psychosomatic and psychoneurotic illnesses in the late 1960s, writing:

"Our sensory input derives from sources in the environment, in our body and in the mind itself. When the sensory input reaches a critical level it is incompletely integrated, and anxiety results. A logical understanding of the cause of anxiety has no therapeutic effect. But the mind itself has the ability to reduce anxiety if suitable circumstances are provided. This can be quite easily achieved in the stillness of mind induced in a simple meditative experience known as Mental Ataraxis. The patient is first shown complete physical relaxation in global fashion. He is then brought to experience the relaxation as part of his whole being so that his mind fully participates in the process. He practises this, starting in a position of slight discomfort which eases as the meditative experience develops. The approach does not involve the patient in doing less work. The lessening of anxiety reduces nervous tension, psychosomatic disorders and defensive distortions of the personality."


Dr Ainslie Meares was ridiculed and ostracised by his peers and astutely predicted that his integrated holistic approach wouldn't be accepted by mainstream Western medicine and psychiatry in his lifetime - perhaps not for decades later.  His peers considered him a quack!

Twenty years ago I was a student of the woman Dr Meares personally mentored and trained to continue his work.  In my own way, over the last two decades, I have promoted and continued his work with teaching stillness meditation to small groups and individual clients, and have encouraged people to think outside of the big pharma box, to be informed with their choice of primary health providers, and in understanding what the concept of shared-decision making really means.  Which is not being bullied into taking a course of treatment that you are not comfortable with and having your concerns denied and discarded.

My soon-to-be-ex-GP told me about some of the side-effects of Lexapro. The pharmacist who filled out the prescription told me even more and upon learning that I have never taken medication of this nature offered:  You might like to take some time to consider very carefully if this medication will be part of a solution for you or if it will add to the problem, perhaps make matters worse.

I looked closely at this pharmacist, a woman of Asian nationality, and rolled the dice: Would you take Lexapro or recommend it to your loved ones?

She didn't blink:  Absolutely not......and you didn't hear that from me.  Then she smiled, nodded and said ever so quietly:

Namaste.

Of course, I have researched Lexapro using the time-honoured tool of Google and weighed up all the anecdotal evidence and apparently anecdotal information is the lowest form of evidence.  How amusing!  How on earth did humans ever learn that certain berries were poisonous if some poor person hadn't eaten them and told others?  Or had died a violent and painful death! That is pretty strong evidence which reinforces the 'bad berries' anecdote.

Twenty-five years ago I was engaged in serious and intense study for a Bachelor of Applied Science majoring in Naturopathy.  I do have a considerable and formidable grounding in the traditional Western medical sciences, which has always informed and tempered my perspectives when it comes to using and teaching holistic and integrative approaches and strategies.  Half-naturopath, half-nurse and all-vibrational healer.....well....I suppose that is a receipe for non-compliance when it comes to sheeply accepting a recommendation to take a medication that is going to impact on my physiology in not so pleasant ways as to negate the dubious benefit I may gain.  If the drugs work that is.

I have also heard that cocaine, heroin and ecstasy can be good for the short-term alleviation of the symptoms of anxiety and panic.  Nobody has recommended those pharmaceuticals as solutions.

Funny about that. 

It has been a long time since I have incorporated a discipline of daily meditation into my lifestyle.  Of sitting down for 20 minutes and being still and I do know that my laziness here is part of the problem.  I observed myself yesterday multi-tasking.  I was watching a DVD while at the same time flicking through old magazines, cutting out articles I wanted to keep, images to use for collages and I caught this old habit - this lifelong habit - in the net of my awareness. 

Why do I never do just one thing at a time?
Why do I always have more than one iron in the fire?
Why have I had issues since 2003 with anaemia, Vit B12 and Vit D deficiencies?
What ever happened to my interest in orthomolecular medicine/nutritional psychiatry?
Why am I in this handbasket and where are we going?

Am I really disturbed or has life designated me to be The Disturbed?  Isn't that an interesting archetypal form to explore.........

I wonder if Bull Shit Syndrome is going to be in the DSM V......and if not...why not? 

I looked at my cat who was looking at me :  the feline glance. 

I suspect it is the same as the Divine Glance.   I dunno....like everybody else on this gold-durn planet, I'm making it up as I go.

Heyokay dokay!


The Gut-Brain Axis: The Real Axis of Evil
The enteric nervous system is really interesting actually, the gut is basically one big nervous tissue. In fact it’s been referred to as the second brain.





Image swiped from Bad Astronomy

This image of Venus as it entered the Sun’s disk was taken by the NASA/JAXA (Japanese space agency) spacecraft Hinode on June 5.


Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Ballachulish


The Mysterious Ballachulish Goddess

Ballachulish means village of the narrows. There has always been a settlement here at the narrows as far back as Neolithic times as the soil was fertile from the deposits brought down after the last ice-age and it was the most likely place to cross. There is evidence of Crannog constructions in the backfield behind the hotel that was once a fresh water pond. These early buildings were constructed on water as some protection from marauding tribes.

The most significant find is the "Ballachulish Goddess", a wooden figurine about 4 feet in length found in the 1890s and since dated at 626 BC. The Goddess can be seen in the Scottish Museum in Edinburgh. There are few Viking place names in the area, but the strategic nature of the narrows and the fertility of the surrounding areas would surely have made it a must for the Vikings.

The Red Fox and Seamus a’ Ghlinne

A Venus Curtain Call

Here in the southern city of an antipodean continent, the weather has been too clouded to see the partial lunar eclipse, the full moon and the sun - let alone Venus transiting across it (which one cannot see unaided anyways).  But here's a picture that astronomer Ian Musgrave has prepared earlier...

Yesterday, I had a funny little gremlin in my computer.  Each time I tried to dial-up my internet connection (that's right...dial-up), the icon would disappear off the desktop, then all these other programs would open, do a rolling cascade thing until the computer said WTF? and shut itself down.

Hmm...curious.

So I contacted the IT chappie who built this new computer for me back in August 2011 and, funnily, he didn't want to know about it.  Especially after I told him that some software he had loaded on kept prompting the antivirus software to say: Warning! Warning!  Suspicious software. 

Long story truncated, I flipped through the phone book and called another IT chappie who came this morning and chased all the gremlins out of my computer.  Except the gremlin that prompted me to call him in the first place, wasn't a gremlin at all, but something funny that was going on with the telephone lines that gave my computer the hic-cups (and lots of other people's computers as well).

The thing I like about my new IT chappie is that he didn't talk to me like I was a cashed-up ignoramus who he could take advantage of - like the previous IT chappie did when he overcharged me by a few hundred bucks for this computer. 

For sure, I'm not as savvy on the IT front as I would like to be, yet I am way savvy about certain matters that other people are dimly aware of and I also know that there's a wyrding phenomenon that sorts out people who do the wrong thing by me.  An example was when my ex-husband wished cancer on me.  Less than three years after verbalising that wish, he was diagnosed with an especially aggressive and nasty strain of mouth cancer. 

People who are ignorant of the threefold rule have a greater tendency to fall foul of it.  I've known about the threefold rule since I was a child, which isn't to say that I don't experience a desire for revenge or to enact a little Machiavellian payback: I do.  Rather after 50 years of walking in this world, I have learned that most, if not all, people who aggravate me have received enough attention from me already; enough of my time, energy, money and consideration.  When folks talk about their mispent youth, they really mean the Youth they missed and which was spent by others. 
Back in 2004, when Venus trotted across the sun the first time this century, my inner and outer landscapes began to shift and morph.  I suspect I swallowed the whole bottle of red pills - greedy thing that I am. 

I thought they were Smarties.





Neo: What truth?

Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. (long pause, sighs) Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back.

(In his left hand, Morpheus shows a blue pill.)

Morpheus: You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. (a red pill is shown in his other hand) You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. (Long pause; Neo begins to reach for the red pill)

Remember -- all I am offering is the truth, nothing more.

 

Your Manipulative Mind

Have you ever, against your better judgment, nurtured a belief in the paranormal? Or do you believe that gifted rock singers are more likely to die at the age of 27?  Maybe you just have the sneaking suspicion that you are smarter, funnier and more attractive than the next person.

If you buy into any of these beliefs, you are probably suffering from confirmation bias - the mind's tendency to pick and choose information to support our preconceptions, while ignoring a wealth of evidence to the contrary. Consider the idea that rock stars die at 27 - a fallacy that crops up time and again in the media. Once you have heard of the 27 Club, it is easy to cite a handful of examples that fit the bill - Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison, Amy Winehouse - while forgetting the countless other musicians who survived their excesses past the age of 30.

The confirmation bias is just one of a truckload of flaws in our thinking that psychologists have steadily documented over the past few decades.  Indeed, everything from your choice of cellphone to your political agenda is probably clouded by several kinds of fuzzy logic that sway the way you weigh up evidence and come to a decision.

Why did we evolve such an apparently flawed instrument?  Our irrational nature is very difficult to explain if you maintain that human intelligence evolved to solve complex problems, where clear, logical thought should offer the advantage.  As such, it has remained something of a puzzle.

An elegant explanation may have arrived.  Hugo Mercier at the University of Neuchatel, Switzerland, and Dan Sperber at the Central European University in Budapest, Hungary, believe that human reasoning evolved to help us to argue.  An ability to argue convincingly would have been in our ancestors' interest as they evolved more advanced forms of communication, the researchers propose. Since the most persuasive lines of reasoning are not always the most logical, our brains' apparent foibles may result from this need to justify our actions and convince others to see our point of view - whether it is right or wrong.  "You end up making decisions that look rational, rather than making genuinely rational decisions," says Mercier.

The flip side, of course, is that we also face the risk of being duped by others, so we developed a healthy scepticism and an ability to see the flaws in others' reasoning. This ability to argue back and forth may have been crucial to humanity's success - allowing us to come to extraordinary solutions as a group that we could never reach alone.

Here we have a radically different idea that stands apart from the common wisdom in psychology, cognitive science, and even in philosophy. In Western thought, for at least the last couple hundred years, people have thought that reasoning was purely for individual reasons. But Dan challenged this idea and said that it was a purely social phenomenon and that the goal was argumentative, the goal was to convince others and to be careful when others try to convince us.

And the beauty of this theory is that not only is it more evolutionarily plausible, but it also accounts for a wide range of data in psychology. Maybe the most salient of phenomena that the argumentative theory explains is the confirmation bias.

Psychologists have shown that people have a very, very strong, robust confirmation bias. What this means is that when they have an idea, and they start to reason about that idea, they are going to mostly find arguments for their own idea. They're going to come up with reasons why they're right, they're going to come up with justifications for their decisions. They're not going to challenge themselves.

Sourced from The Edge: The Argumentative Theory and  "The Argumentative Ape", New Scientist, 26 May 2012, author Dan Jones.


Red pill. Blue pill. 
Neo: Okey dokey... free my mind. Right, no problem, free my mind, free my mind, no problem, right...




Early in the morning on July 16, 1945, the first atomic bomb blast was detonated at the Trinity Site. The actual explosion produced a blast equivalent to eighteen thousand tons of TNT. The resulting fireball that scorched the desert formed a depressed crater 800 yards in diameter, glazed with a light olive green, glass-like substance where the sand had melted and solidified again. The following excerpt is from Time Magazine, Sept. 17, 1945: “Seen from the air, the crater itself seems (looks like) a lake of green Jade shaped like a splashy star, and set in a sere disc of burnt vegetation half a mile wide. From close up the lake is a glistening encrustation of blue-green glass 2,400 feet in diameter, formed when the molten soil solidified in air.”


Right...

Monday, June 4, 2012

Set the Wayback Machine!


In the 1860s a new word entered the economic and political vocabulary of the world : capitalism. Although its origin may go back to before 1848, as suggested in The Age of Revolution, but detailed research suggests that it hardly occurs before 1849 or comes into wider currency before the 1860s.


The Age of Capital 1848-1875, is the second of a quartet of history books that E.J. Hobsbawn penned between 1962 and 1994.  Eric has authored several books, the last published in 2011; which is pretty impressive considering Marxist Eric will be celebrating his 95th birthday on 9th June!

Last night, I watched the DVD of Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps and collected a few pithy observations; no doubt penned by some clever scriptwriter/sage/scamp.

NINJA - no income, no job, no assets.

The mother of all evil is speculation.

...systemic, malignant and global: like cancer.

....everybody's drinking the same Kool-Aid.


You'll have to watch the movie for the context in which these phrases were used, yet in the context of what is going down on Planet Earth right now, one wonders about the traditions and trends that movies invent.  Movies, perhaps, being the most accessible vehicle through which malignant narcissism spreads its tentacles of entitlement mentality and infects the collective with those most insidious aspects of base human nature: envy and vanity.

Back in 1983, the concept of invented traditions was made prominent in the 1983 book edited by Eric and T.O. Ranger, The Invention of Tradition.  In their Introduction the editors argue that many "traditions" which "appear or claim to be old are often quite recent in origin and sometimes invented." They distinguish the "invention" of traditions in this sense from "starting" or "initiating" a tradition which does not then claim to be old.

The phenomenon is particularly clear in the modern development of the nation and of nationalism. 
One implication of the term is that the sharp distinction between "tradition" and "modernity" is often itself invented. The concept is "highly relevant to that comparatively recent historical innovation, the 'nation,' with its associated phenonema: nationalism, the nation-state, national symbols, histories, and the rest." Hobsbawm and Ranger remark on the "curious but understandable paradox: modern nations and all their impedimenta generally claim to be the opposite of novel, namely rooted in remotest antiquity, and the opposite of constructed, namely human communities so 'natural' as to require no definition other than self-assertion." Another implication is that the concept of "authenticity" is also to be questioned.

Goodness!  The concept of authenticity is also to be questioned?

The blurb from Wikipedia continues:

One reviewer (of the book) noted that the "'invention of tradition' is a splendidly subversive phrase," but it "hides serious ambiguities." Hobsbawm "contrasts invented traditions with what he calls 'the strength and adaptability of genuine traditions.' But where does his 'adaptability', or his colleague Ranger's 'flexibility' end, and invention begin? Given that all traditions change, is it possible or useful to attempt to discriminate the 'genuine' antiques from the fakes?"

Hobsbawm has been described by one (or some) as arguably the world's greatest living historian, while another (or more) has observed: ... [Hobsbawm is a] professional historian who has "steadily corrupted knowledge into propaganda, and scorns the concept of objective truth", he is "neither a historian nor professional".

Could such an unkind assessment be the product of a deep-seated professional envy or a slow-simmering vanity on the part of the critic, who believes their opinion actually carries some weight? A younger man crapping over the shoulders of a giant who has carried him.... Such is the snarkiness of a lesser writer and intellect...the dubious medicine of the shitehawk!  I do not presume that Eric will be receiving a 'Happy 95th Birthday!' card from David Pryce-Jones. One never knows though: hypocrisy does abound and breed in the rarefied altitudes of intellectual amnesia (a little known muse).  I do presume that DPJ will take it upon himself to pen an obituary (when the time comes), as snarks cannot resist the temptation to have one last swipe at the tuft on the lion's tail.

After reading Age of Extremes, Anglo-American historian, Robert Conquest (also rising 95), concluded that Hobsbawm suffered from a massive reality denial regarding the USSR, while John Gray concluded that Hobsbawm writings on the post-1914 period are banal in the extreme.

Massive reality denial is an interesting phrase and I come back to the retrospective comment about the original movie, Wall Street, that spoke out-loud the paradigm that was trending in the 1980s:

Greed is Good


The Used Chariot Salesman

Apple's Bud Tribble coined the term "reality distortion field" in 1981, to describe the late Steve Jobs's charisma. Tribble claimed that the term came from Star Trek. The RDF was said to be Steve Jobs's ability to convince himself and others to believe almost anything, using a mix of charm, charisma, bravado, hyperbole, marketing, appeasement, and persistence. Although the subject of criticism, Jobs's so-called reality distortion field was also recognized as creating a sense that the impossible was possible. Once the term became widely known, it was often used in the technology press to describe Jobs's sway over the public, particularly regarding new product announcements.

Everybody drinking the same Kool-Aid?

Of late I have been pondering on what it is that makes humans so susceptible and prone to being influenced by seeming influenzas of influences.  Once a thought or a trend takes hold, it goes viral and this phenomena has long existed before the term was invented.

Mundane astrology sets the wayback machine. As Pluto was unknown prior to 1930, I do not factor it's influences into charts of the 19th century and consider the influences of Ceres, Pallas, Vesta and Juno instead.  Much has been invented about the traditions of asteroid astrology by authors with hypotheses to expound, books to sell and a patriarchal paradigm to scourge.

I am somewhat disenchanted with the trend of the Divine Feminine which is discrete from the authenticity of the sacred feminine principle that cares not a whit for RDF and socioeconomic and political agendas of the human species that jumps on every haycart that trundles down the groove in the matrix, which has worn so deep that most are unaware of the bubble of massive reality denial they now inhabit.



Image: Sea Tulips


Early in 1848 the eminent French political thinker Alexis de Tocqueville rose in the Chamber of Deputies to express sentiments which most Europeans shared: 'We are sleeping on a volcano...Do you not see that the earth trembles anew?  A wind of revolution blows, the storm is on the horizon.'

At about the same time two German exiles, the thirty-year-old Karl Marx and the twenty-eight-year-old Friedrich Engels, were spelling out the principles of the proletarian revolution against which de Tocqueville was warning his colleagues, in the programme they had been instructed to draft a few weeks earlier by the German Communist League and which was published anonymously in London around 24 February 1848 under the (German) title Manifesto of the Communist Party, 'to be published in the English, French, German, Italian, Flemish and Danish languages'.*  Within weeks, indeed in the case of the Manifesto within hours, the hopes and fears of the prophets seemed to be on the verge of realization. The French monarchy was overthrown by insurrection, the Republic proclaimed, and the European revolution had begun.

* It was in fact also translated into Polish and Swedish in the course of that year, although it is only fair to state that its political reverberations outside small circles of German revolutionaries were insignificant until it was reissued in the early 1870s.

There have been plenty of greater revolutions in the history of the modern world, and certainly plenty of more successful ones. Yet there has been none which spread more rapidly and widely, running like a brushfire across frontiers, countries and even oceans. In France, the natural centre and detonator of European revolutions, the Republic was proclaimed on 24 February.  By 2 March revolution had gained south-west Germany, by 6 March Bavaria, by 11 March Berlin, by 13 March Vienna and almost immediately Hungary, by 18 March Milan and therefore Italy (where an independent revolt was already in possession of Sicily).  At this time the most rapid information service available to anyone (that of the Rothschild bank) could not carry the news from Paris to Vienna in less than five days.  Within a matter of weeks no government was left standing in an area of Europe which is today occupied by all or part of ten states, not counting lesser repercussions in a number of others.  Moreover, 1848 was the first potentially global revolution, whose direct influence may be detected in the 1848 insurrection in Pernambuco (Brazil) and a few years later in remote Colombia.

In a sense it was the paradigm of the kind of 'world revolution' of which rebels were henceforth to dream, and which at rare moments, such as in the aftermath of great wars, they though they could recognise. In fact such simultaneous continent-wide or world-wide explosions are extremely rare.

~ from The Age of Capital 1848-1875, p.21


Systemic.  Malignant.  Global.  

Like cancer.

Parallels between 2012 and 1848

The planet Neptune was discovered in 1846 - funny about that! The last time Neptune entered Pisces was in 1847 - funny about that too! The last time Neptune was in Pisces:

“This was the period when Charles Dickens wrote his novels of social realism, and social democratic demonstrations shook the capitals of Europe. This was also a time when painters like Renoir, Gauguin, Van Gogh, Cezanne and Monet made their impressionist paintings, expanding the world of fantasy and imagination. On the scientific front Darwin’s theory of evolution completely undermined Christian tradition. The first photographs were taken, ultimately leading to the coming world of the movies. Anesthetics were used for the first time in hospitals. Opium became a socially acceptable drug. The accepted reality of the day was undermined and new spiritual, emotional and political realities took form.” (sourced from Graceastrology)

As always, I am the last one to the party - like Eris, yet the last one to turn up always brings more beer.  This from PlanetWaves:

Examining the astrology of this era more closely, I soon realized that the late 1840s shared another major outer planet aspect with us: Uranus and Pluto were making a hard aspect as well. Today, we’re dealing with a square reaching from Aries to Capricorn across the outer limits of the zodiac. Back then, it was a conjunction in Aries. In astrology, similarities like this are no coincidence and call for deeper examination. So I decided to do a little research on this era to find out more. To give credit where a great deal of credit is due, Mike Rapport’s phenomenal work on this era, 1848: Year of Revolution (2008), served as the source for this essay. And as the title of that book would suggest, 1848 saw the onset of a major – but largely forgotten – revolution across the European continent. I hope this short essay will give you, the reader, a taste of what it was all about. (clickum to read full article by Astrogem)
Happy Birthday Mr Peabody Hobsbawn! May you live to be 100 and receive a telegram from the King. 

What?  I can dream, can't I?

One does wonder about the connections between the latter half of the 19th century and the current trend of Steampunk and its influences.  What is it that the Steampunkers are actually bringing through the wayback machine ~ romancing the Industrial Revolution?  How Neptune!  Perhaps they are infatuated with the begoggled and dustcoated Gordon Gecko in the vanity mirror..........“Steampunk is what happens when goths discover brown.”   The fashionably vague...

Indeed, the period post-1914 is redolent with the banalities and absurdities of lapses in evil moral agency.


Tocqueville worried that if despotism were to take root in a modern democracy, it would be a much more dangerous version than the oppression under the Roman emperors or tyrants of the past who could only exert a pernicious influence on a small group of people at a time. In contrast, a despotism under a democracy could see "a multitude of men," uniformly alike, equal, "constantly circling for petty pleasures," unaware of fellow citizens, and subject to the will of a powerful state which exerted an "immense protective power". Tocqueville compared a potentially despotic democratic government to a protective parent who wants to keep its citizens (children) as "perpetual children," and which doesn't break men's wills but rather guides it, and presides over people in the same way as a shepherd looking after a "flock of timid animals."

More Parallels

Given that the ruling class likes to remain in charge, we can assume that they have infiltrated every movement and organization on the Planet. However, even if they can see the lay of the land, they still have to gamble on what would happen if the demands of the masses are not met. Obviously, it is their intent to use every crisis to consolidate their power, i.e., offer to create a new system with even more centralized power with the promise of checks and balances. Now, we have to ask whether or not we can believe the promises made. (clickum to read full article by Ingrid Naiman)

 The WABAC Machine Steampunk Tarot Deck

Where the past and future converge . . .

With a turn of the wheel and a spin of the cog, the oracular machinery lumbers into action. The curtains slowly draw back; the time has come to reveal your destiny.

Building a rusty metal bridge to the edge of your subconscious.....

Mind the trolls under the bridge!  Trip-trap....trip-trap...trip-trap....