Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The Outsider, by stu

SPOILER WARNING!!

The Outisder by Albert Camus. A review by Daspar.

Live in a funny, dodgey apartment. Go to your Mom's funeral. Meet a chick and then take her out to the beach with dodgey people from your apartment. Then kill someone. Watch the trial unfold with complete apathy.

Then write a fascinating and gripping story about it all, portraying existentialism and the classic human condition (don't ask me what that is), and with the very least, a social commentary on the death penalty.
Wow. That last line about the death penalty reminds me of Perfume coming out soon. Soooo good! Can't wait. I'm going to take a cute girl and neck during the orgy scene.

Thursday, January 4, 2007

Marriage follow up

I just noticed I didn't mention the wife in my description of marriage. In that case, drop the upfront payment and the white dress, and that would fill a current vacuum in my life....

Perhaps, I'll keep the dress. It's, err, for my sister.

Marriage


I've got to say it. It's my new motif on marriage, that was inspired by my friend's open disgust towards it.

Marriage : It's only appropriate when it's superfluous, redundant....

In other words, if you think it's a good idea, then it's probably not a good idea.

Please don't give me all that crap about "public declaration of commitment," or "confirming between ourselves our devotion" or "sharing our love with others."

If your relationship really requires that sort of action, if you think to yourself "things will be different when we're married", or "we're going to be so much happier when we're married," then perhaps you should ask yourself this simple question?

What's missing in your relationship right now?

What vacuum in your current life do you imagine will be filled via a $30,000 payment, a white dress, a cake, 150 drunk friends and family and a shag-fest holiday?
A general surgeon's post about the dangers of commitment to your health. Remember: marriage is institution, and no one sane wants to be institutionalised.
We all put off our own happiness until later in life. When I have the car, the husband, the wife, the kids, the house, the job, the income, the financial security, THE WEDDING.......then I'll be happy.

What is wrong with being happy right now?

Monday, December 25, 2006

Home

Got a photo of me on a donkey. Finished San Diego (I mean, like, really finished it, yah know?), glimpsed at L.A. and tried to do what I do best in NYC. Man, what a place!

35 hours of travelling later, and I'm back home.

Have almost finished reading The Iraq Study Group Report. I wish these guys would write something about "how we got here" as well as their "where we go from here."

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Lost a sock, heading to TJ

I lost a sock. Now I am faced with a great dilemma; chuck the remaining sock? Hmmm.....

On a high note, Tijuana tomorrow. Gotta go find me a donkey. And some cubans to smoke. Oh man, I am gagging for a decent cigar.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Stu's Travel Tip 2

Travel Tip 2. Catching a cab in the USA: When jockeying for the front seat in a taxi in America, don't call out "shotgun!" Over here it also means something quite different...

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

A list of things I experienced in San Diego

* Listening to Lazy Line Painter Jane by Belle and Sebastian.

* Smelling like apricots. Need to wash sometime.

* Watching cars race around the Gas-Light district in down-town San Diego.

* Tasting luke-warm coffee that is surprisingly decent.

* Sensing the cool air tickling my lower back. Need to pull my pants up sometime.

* Feeling... well... dunno. Contemplating negative probabilities.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Stu's Travel Tip 1

Airport lounges. The place where you should most feel like you are travelling, but most where you feel like you're getting no-where, and that time is being usurped from your life.
Travel tip 1. Getting through security;Either make sure your belt has no metal in it, or that your pants fit well.
I just don't get drunk with my father enough. I resolve in the New Year to do it more often. I might even take him out to a lovely little speak-easy and smoke a cuban cigar with him. Good times.

Miss my flatmates. Especially annoying them early in the morning.

Saturday, December 9, 2006

I'm an anti-Jew!

I've been having way too much fun posting. Sure sure, I caused a bit (a lot?) of trouble, but I guess that's the freedom of the "intra-nerd" for you. Give any idiot a PC and suddenly he/she has got opinions. Case in point, me.

So obviously I copped a bit of flak, firstly for being an arsehole. Sure, I guess I wasn't going to let some idea stand for "the truth" without evidence. Or without intelligent, accurate dialogue, at least (don't come looking to me for that though!) .

But I'm just stubborn with my opinions, and I'm rather pedantic when it comes to supporting an argument with "facts." Heck, I'm a relativist; there ain't no objective truth, there is only beliefs, and strengths of argument.

But more interesting, there was a flippant remark I made. And it seems to have drawn quite a response. People have trundled out their old knee-jerk response, and let fly. I guess when one walks into a close-knit community and start to challenge the status quo, then ranks close.

Reminds me of a book by Philip Roth called The Human Stain. And that it holds an interesting and relative parable pertinent to my current situation.

You see, there is this English literature professor, who also happens to specialise in Ancient languages, such a Greek. And every day during class he does roll call. One day near the middle of the semester, he calls two names that he has been calling since the start of the year, and who have never been present. And he turns to the class and say "Who are these spooks ?"

And all hell brakes loose. Because not only is it a term describing "ghosts" or "spirits", it is also a racial slur against a black person. And, as the professor latter finds out, these two students not present were black.

So he has a law suit pressed against him, and he loses his job, his wife later dies and he is all alone. All because of a single word.

Spooks.
There are further twists to that story that I won't even mention; suffice to say, it allows the ideas of "racism" and of "anti-semitism" new interpretations.

Antisemitism.

Which American can read this article and not, at the least, have some wavering in their support for Israel?

I like Seinfield. Mad About You wasn't bad. Hell, I love Woody Allen. But if I don't agree with the the Israel lobby , or AIPAC , does that make me anti-semitic?

What happens when one day someone realises the religious and/or political and/or cultural background of another human being; should they recognise that?

To even say someone is Jewish; does that make me antisemitic?

Some will even say they know what I was thinking when I made that post.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

I'm a seal

I went for a swim. Oh glorious water, sliding over my body like the slippery fingers of a svelte Swedish masseuse. I am built for the water. Well, built kinda like a fur seal is. Slightly hairy and a layer of blubber.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

A rant - The War on Terror

I had this thought the other day.

So, the other day I realized more people died in one month in Iraq (3000 innocent souls) than everyone who died during 9/11. So why continue the fight? Retribution?

How can anyone justify the war going on over there? All up estimates range between 30,000 and 300,000 total deaths due to the occupation. There is even the possibility of 1 mill deaths due to American forces. Woah, crazy numbers.

And guess what? Saddam Hussein is guilty of killing... wait for it.... 143 people. And he's going to the gallows. (Please note: all figures I got from Wiki, so I was able to change them to suit my arguement (that was a joke.))

And what happened to bringing liberty, democracy, etc and other such wonderful western concepts?

So just as "the War on Terrorism" (war on a process) became "the War on Terror" (war on an etheral concept or state of being), the administration is no longer bringing such concepts as "democracy" to Iraq, just "stability and self governance".

Funny, there was probably alot of that "stability and self governance" crap going around in Iraq before the US came in and crapped everywhere....

Here endth my leftist rant....

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Preparing for international success - USoA

I just dug this thread up from somewhere. God knows why I'm evening typing stuff here. I should be working. Or at least doing a better job of pretending that I'm working.

My work should involve writing a talk for an international conference on the brilliance of myself. It should start with
"Good evening, lesser beings of both gender. It is I. Yes, that's right, me. Ok, ok, you can stop clapping and cheering and stuff. There are things I want to say here tonight.
*sigh* Look people, if you want to bask in my glowing glory, that's ok, just try and be a little quiet about it so others can here me....yes, I have things I want to say.....well, if you all really liked me, wouldn't you be interested in what I had to say?....ok, fine, then you can all sit here and be noisey and basky and stuff, I'm going home, to where at least my flatmates will listen to me.
Seems like making a speech to the adoring masses might require more work that I first anticipated. Perhaps I'll just stick to crunching numbers and doing pretty graphs in Excel. At least my flatmates will still listen to me.