Sunday, October 30, 2016
Despite considerable international travelling I still feel a sense of wonder when a mere eight or ten hours transports me to the other side of the world . . . and then back home again. It can even be done on short notice. Just head out to the airport (don't forget your passport) and merely by producing a piece of plastic you can be on your way. Movies like The Martian take this to the next step even though that didn't turn out to be trouble-free. But we fully expect that before too long even that journey will be in the realm of possibility.
Travel to Mars in the movie took about six months, about the same amount of time as a sea voyage to the New World in a sailing ship like the one pictured above. No pleasure cruise, your very life might be at risk from disease and bad weather. When friends and family left, they were gone for good. Few would venture, or could afford a return journey.
Would you embark on that for pleasure or only in desperation?
Sunday, October 23, 2016
This was the summary provided by a family member half way through a novel. The story was engrossing and exciting but the gore was overdone. The author description including the information that he was also the creator of video games which may be a factor. Video games can be notoriously violent. I suppose it is something like the over the top realism in popular television shows like Game of Thrones and The Vikings. I suspect there are various approaches to viewing program of this nature, perhaps similar to how graphic books are dealt with.
Some people revel in the gore and violence. They are no doubt mild-mannered people who wouldn't hurt the proverbial fly but somehow violence viewed is a vicarious pleasure. Perhaps it is cathartic in some way. Then there are those viewers or readers who avert their eyes, fast forward the remote, take a bathroom break or flip pages when some hapless victim is being tortured, beheaded or similar. Other parts of the movie/book feature terrific dialogue, suspense and character development. The gore is the wasabi on the sushi tray that their palate seeks to avoid. The rest is delicious.
Movies have ratings, sometimes focussed more on the sexual content than the violence level. At the theatres the ratings served to keep minors from entering. Television often/sometimes would only screen an adult movie after 9 or 10 p.m. With Netflix you are on your own. Perhaps there are parental controls that can be instituted.
Research has been done as to the effect of viewing violence on children and young people. Is there a desensitization that occurs? An article in the Psychiatric Times concludes :
Despite the links between media violence and aggression, Anderson stressed, “media violence is only one of many risk factors for later aggressive and violent behavior. Furthermore, extremely violent behavior never occurs when there is only one risk factor present. Thus, a healthy, well-adjusted person with few risk factors is not going to become a school-shooter just because they start playing a lot of violent video games or watching a lot of violent movies.”
That's good to know.
Sunday, October 16, 2016
I like blogs. They are the new version of full-of-ads magazines which I used to buy in my younger days. After awhile I realized there were more ads than copy and that the copy was sometimes suspiciously like the ads. Even the articles in women's fashion and beauty type of magazines on how to achieve a natural look didn't involve not wearing make-up but rather buying a new supply of supposedly more natural looking make-up. And look! There's a handy ad facing the article for just such a product. To think I paid to be an advertising victim.
Lest you think me narcissistic, let me haste to say that especially as I grew older I read other magazines besides Glamour and Cosmopolitan. (Especially as I came to feel less attractive, less desirable, less sexy . . . after spending a couple of hours with one of these magazines. A problem that could be solved by following their advice slavishly!) I read New Yorker, The Economist, MacLeans, Time Magazines . . . you get the idea. These days these former print magazines all have on-line versions. Some try to encourage you to subscribe for a 99 cent trial run with the hope you will pay for a few extra lines or articles. I guess some people do.
These on-line versions have on-line ads but they don't seem as focussed. On different pages of the on-line version of The New York Times I observed ads for casinos, encouraging me to use a realtor as opposed to D.I.Y., information about development plans at the local airport.
Blogs are better I find. There are ads as well; usually useless ads for how to lose belly fat, trivia about a move star or encouraging me to click through to Amazon. There are blogs for everything and anyone. If you have a lot of time at your disposal you can go down the rabbit hole for a long time as many blogs contain links to other blogs or interesting related articles. I feel I meet interesting individuals on blogs but if I don't care so much for them personally it can be sufficient if their information has some value to me. I don't have endure time in their company and I don't have to feel I am using them for their knowledge.
It's a win-win!
(To let you know, If Llamas could Talk . . . is available free for Kindle Unlimited subscribers for the next few months.)
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Some people set lofty goals for themselves. Others indulge in unrealistic expectations as in if you want something enough, the universe will provide it. To achieve the pinnacle of success in sports and be a professional hockey player is a dream shared by early rising hockey parents and hopefully their offspring as well. What about producing a top selling song that is covered by big name artists and an appearance on the Grammy's to graciously accept an award. You've prepared your acceptance speech already. For authors, some long to see their book turned into a movie to critical acclaim (and their financial betterment).
Those who have neither the talent nor the drive, must resign themselves to not attaining their goals. Perhaps youthful optimism gave way to adult realism. Some go through life bitterly blaming parents who couldn't afford the time or money to continue sports lessons or a coach who didn't recognize their obvious talent. They should have been great.
For those few whose stars align and the top of the ladder is attained, I wonder if they enjoy and revel in their achievement and success. I am surprised when I read of musicians who suffer from depression or actors who become addicted to drugs or alcohol or athletes who stop trying and quickly lose their competitive edge.Their family life is problematic, they divorce over and over and have conflicts with their children. They don't speak to their parents for twenty years. They're not happy. Having achieved what so many long for, dream of, has not brought them lives of ecstatic happiness.
To paraphrase an old Spanish proverb: The worst that can happen is that your dreams will come true.
Sunday, October 2, 2016
I recently read an interesting piece by Jessi Klein in the New Yorker magazine (May 2016) entitled The Bath: A Polemic. (I suppose it is embarrassing to admit I looked up the word polemic. I had a general idea, but I wanted to know specifically. Google was pleased to advise:
A strong verbal or written attack on someone or something.
Synonyms: diatribe, invective rant, tirade . . .