Thursday, November 29, 2007

Buddhist thought for the day

One for Jamie:

Is repetitive action virtuous action? If behaviour and conduct are merely repetitive processes then all human relationships actually cease. If I behave mechanically every day, - repeating a certain code of conduct which I have learnt, which I find profitable, or which is pleasant, repeating that over and over again, - my relationship with you ceases, completely - I have become a machine. - J. Krishnamurti

Saturday, November 24, 2007


It's so easy to fall into the trap of only blogging about the shit that life throws at you. Often it's the only thing the really motivates you to write, happiness has never created great art. I'm as guilty of this as anyone. But life is not just an endless succession of annoyances and impositions put upon you by the actions of others. Sometimes we all need to stop for a moment and reflect on the endless potential and wealth of experiences that life can offer. Even just to think about how amazing being alive actually is.

I woke up this morning with a killer hangover but blissfully happy. I was out after work, and then back to my old stomping ground in Barnet. It's easy to forget how much joy can be had from something as simple as hanging out with friends. I have a love/hate relationship with Barnet. I couldn't wait to get out on my own but it always makes me feel warm and welcome when I return. It grounds me I think, and difficulties elsewhere in my life don't seem so important. I think it's vital to surround yourself with people who have known you a long time. Even more so as we grow older and take on more of life responsibilities. New relationships keep life fresh, old ones keep life real.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I have a dream

I think about the shopkeeper who sets his own rules and answers to no one but himself. I think about the carpenter who turns down a job because he's got some reading to catch up on. I think about the gardener who spends his days in the fresh air listening to the tranquil sounds of nature. I think about the publican who spends all day hogging his own jukebox. I think about the writer, sheltering in the warmth of home with nothing but a cup of tea and a stack of blank paper offering unlimited creative potential. I think about the naturalist exploring unknown lands and about the archaeologist exploring unknown times. I think about the fisherman, calm, peaceful and entirely without pressure. I think about the farmer facing his most important decision of the day - butter or cheese? I think about the actor who gets paid for what he loves doing. I think about the musician who creates a piece of art that will be remembered long after he himself passes into the abyss. I think about the man who makes garden gnomes and the endless possible humorous scenarios he can dream up. I think about the photographer who shows us what the world can look like, if only we were to open our eyes.

I think about all of this and I hate myself, because I have nothing better to do than travel an hour and a quarter every day to sit in a gray office and stare at a fucking computer screen.


Would you trust this man with your personal details?


Still, this could never happen with ID cards though could it?

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

The first big nail in the coffin?

For the Facebook utopia?

As soon as they start censoring the wall posts the whole concept of 'connecting with things you are passionate about.' will be shown up for the sham that it is.

Facebook official communique here.

Monday, November 05, 2007


As if the last post hasn't annoyed Jamie enough, I've decided to try an organic fruit and veg box company. Abel & Cole only deliver on Wednesdays so I reckon I'll give Riverford Organic a try instead. They're in Muswell Hill on Saturdays so I guess the only choice is weekly of fortnightly. Seeing as I seem to be constantly out at the moment, and the party season is coming, I'll stick with the fortnightly option. I feel bad with the amount of food I throw out as it is. Oh to have a garden and a composter...


This show really pisses me off with it's constant scaremongering. It's gone the way of Pananory. Today's is all about property prices and being a first time buyer. I understand that I'm speaking from a privileged position but seriously, there are more important things in the world than being on the property ladder. It's not even as if first time buyer's will own their home - they'll just end up with a massive loan over their heads.

There's a lady on the show who has £35 a week left to live on after mortgage and bills. Seriously, what the fuck was she thinking buying somewhere knowing full well how much money she'd be left with?

This ridiculous situation is going to continue until we get rid of the fixation in this country with property ownership. I would say the only long term solution is to invest more in social welfare (i.e. pensions) to break the connection of homes as an investment vehicle. In the short term just rent. If enough people are renting, prices will fall. But while people keep going to extremes to get on the ladder, they'll keep going up.

Oh yes, and I don't think it surprises anyone that shared ownership is not the answer. A mortgage and rent? What a fucking brilliant idea.

Anyway, here's an interesting table. Note how all the poorer EU countries have high property ownership, and this level generally falls with economic prosperity and quality of social welfare provisions (read Scandanavia...).

This game is so gonna be mine

But I might wait until Christmas, hint hint.

Sunday, November 04, 2007


For non-Facebook weirdos...

Will has shared a photo album with you. To view the photo album, follow the link.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Are you smarter than a 10 year old?

From what I've seen from the show, yes. Yes, I am smarter than a 10 year old. Not only that but I would expect everyone over the age of say, ten, to possess similar cranial capacities. What gets me is that we're rewarding these people with their 15 minutes of fame and a few thousand pounds when what we should be doing is removing their ability to vote for being such dipshits. I really like the word 'dipshit', I should use it more often.