Saturday, February 23, 2013

From The Balcony


This is such a weird picture. It looks like a doll world with white frosted trees and tiny fake houses.


This looks like an incredibly complicated network of gold filigree dusted with platinum. Right click and open in a new page to be able to zoom in.


Thursday, February 21, 2013

How Times Have Changed

Wow. That's all I can say: Wow.

My old friend Jeremy, he of the website that was a friendly companion to montrealfood.com back in the old days, has really taken things to the next level, on all fronts.

Jeremy is a good guy and an amazing professor at McGill -- I remember he was doing some really groundbreaking stuff back in the 90s -- and we met naturally, because I emailed him to congratulate him on his website, which I consulted frequently while running montrealfood.com.

We went out to diner a few times (Indian, both our favourites) and we had some great conversations. It turned out at the time that he was running a small website called untied.com, which was a response to some bad service from United Airlines. I was impressed with his tenacity, especially when I saw that he'd taken up a similar beef with the owners of Kaizen, a sushi place which I must say I've always hated (then and more so, now, since I had the occasion to go back this January -- my God, it was unholy-awful, with them trying to granolify the sushi experience (whole wheat sushi, anyone) and the thing was, Jeremy just wouldn't let go -- way past the point where I would have just thrown up my hands and muttered "Fucking assholes!" Jeremy stuck with it.

Especially with the United beef. I just looked because I'd run across a mention of his site, and was freaked out that it had gone to the level it has! It's drawing major media attention, and a couple of lawsuits.

Well, I gotta say I never would have taken it that far, but Jeremy is, if nothing else, a man of principles. He won't let you squirm out of an uncomfortable situation, that's for sure!

But what it also brought home to me was something I'd not noticed recently -- a seeming low-grade war between passengers and associates with airlines (be they crew, or federal marshals) about petty stuff like taking photos aboard airplanes and ignoring stupid rules like, for example, forbidding economy passengers from even taking a step into business class while on board.

It seems that while i haven't been flying, these things have really escalated. In the old days, it was conventional wisdom that you never said the word "bomb" in any context at any time, after having passed through the entry doors to an airport -- that goes all the way back to the 70s -- but now all sorts of words are verboten. God forbid you say the word "terrorist" to a crew member -- it's the pokey for you when the plane lands, that's for sure.

But then you get all the confrontational "Don't touch my junk"-type passengers who just seem to delight in provoking these people, and what ends up is literally, a silent war. A war, mind you, with no or completely arbitrary rules.

Is that what it's come to? No photographs on airplanes? Jeez. I LOVE documenting my trips, with video AND photos. Should I cease and desist from now on?

Good old Jeremy. Still with it, after all this time! But now I'm getting increasingly nervous about my upcoming summer trip to Japan . . .

Monday, February 18, 2013

Lest Anyone Forget

For some reason I've been recently caught up in an exercise in remembering 9/11. It happens from time to time -- I go to YouTube and see if any new videos have surfaced (they have) and I watched United 93 on my Apple TV the other day, and I also bought the Kindle version of Perfect Soldiers (note: don't buy or read this book -- it really is too depressing for words).

It's hard to believe this actually happened in my lifetime and how much the world has changed since that day. My brother died in April 2011 so never got to see it happen and I'm glad. I think the world has become a really much worse place overall -- I really can't see a shred of good that has come out of it. Amazing how a handful of rage-filled maniacs managed to change humanity's history in such a profound way, but it brings me back to what I posted below about the Dark Ages (coincidentally, just as I typed "managed to change humanity's history" the power in this building has just gone off).

Handfuls of people, even single individuals, can completely change history for billions of people -- it happens much more often than meteors from space.

Thus I point you to a link to that day that was my world at the time. My son had been born just 6 weeks almost to the day before 9/11. It's horrific to know he will never remember a day that doesn't include the consequences of what a group of determined, deranged maniacs did to the rest of the 6-billion odd souls sharing this planet.

For that alone, I urge the complete annihilation of all organized religions, but as we know very well, that is not going to solve the problem, as Anders Breivik, Adolf Hitler and  Genghis Khan weren't exactly religious.

Why is it always on a perfect, sunny day that there is a power cut to this area?

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Are You Afraid of the Dark? An Essay

 W  E SEEM to be living in a time of incredible prosperity. Despite the huge numbers of human beings on Earth, advances in technology and health and the precipitous decline of organized armed conflicts -- more properly called wars -- since World War II, have created a situation in which the human race seems to be doing pretty okay.

Of course, that may not be your opinion if you're living in a slum in Calcutta, India, or the Heart of Darkness, as the so-called Democratic Republic of the Congo is once more (make no mistake about that). But for the human race as a whole, things have never seemed better.

If you doubt this assessment, cast your gaze back only one hundred years, to 1913. Two major world wars were just ahead of us. Huge segments of so-called "civilized" societies were about to engage in the most terrifying and prodigious slaughters the world has ever seen, armed with the technology to assure that the most horrific forms of mass murder would be made efficient, if not painless. Painless, that is, to those who dealt out the pain. Killing became an abstract concept and for a while -- a long while -- planetary-scale conflict and wholesale massacres became the normal mode of operations for most of humanity. Sectarian and religious violence took a momentary back seat to massive, machine-empowered grinding up of whole countries, and this state of affairs continued well into the 20th century.

But it began to peter out, sometime after the Vietnam war. Full-scale warfare became an impossibility simply because of one thing: MAD, or mutually assured destruction. Everyone who was anyone realized that wars on the scale of the first and second were no longer possible. Even if they were fought with conventional weapons, the terrible spectre of atomic destruction was a powerful foot on the brakes.

Simply put, even if anyone won one of these wars, there would be nothing left to govern.

Large-scale violence has been banished, but small-scale violence remains rife. Still, the so-called "civilized" nations of the world seem to have it together. There are no more episodes of brinksmanship by major powers. Rogue states like Iran and North Korea continue their petulant sabre rattling, but if either regime is under the impression that it could seriously enter into a conflict with the rest of the world and come out extant, they are seriously misguided.

Iran would be wiped off the face of the map, politically. North Korea would survive for about three days until its regime collapsed totally.

Who else is left, then, who is a major threat to world peace? Who could possibly reduce the world to a state of complete and utter anarchy, so characteristic of World War II? The answer, of course, is no one.

The reason for this is the same reason the Five Families finally settled the major mafia wars of the early 20th century. Simply put, doing business out of the barrel of a gun just didn't make sense, profit-wise.

And so it stands today.

But so it probably seemed to stand, also, about 2,000 years ago. Although the "peace" was kept by force back then and there was only one superpower, things still must have seemed to be pretty stable to most of the world. Yes, you'll have hundreds of arguments with that. Slavery was an institution. Guess what? It still is, it's just called by different names. 90% of humanity lived under the poverty level. Guess what? Their "poverty level" was our middle class today.

People died in droves of sickness, but people had always been dying in droves of sickness. Families had as many babies as they could, notwithstanding that they had little choice, since there wasn't any birth control. But probably more than 2/3rds of all children died before the age of five.

All this was completely normal. And it sure beat swinging from the trees or living in the depths of a sweltering tropical jungle, right?

My point again is, 2,000 years ago, the world was relatively stable. One ring ruled them all, under an iron fist, but to many, it was a benevolent iron fist. Joe Average led a pretty normal life, for back then, just like it can be argued that Joe Average in any given country in the world today leads a comparatively normal life. At least, for MOST people, that means not having to put on armour and go fight battles and die.

But, 2,000 years ago, somehow, it all came to a crashing end. From a state of relative calm and worldwide peace -- again, for the time a relatively livable state of affairs, life for the average human suddenly took a decided turn for the worse. And this was not just for the superpowers. The entire race of humanity was somehow plunged into one thousand-odd years of complete anarchy.

Europe became a complete, utter disaster zone. One can easily compare it to Somalia today. No one ruled. Countries, if you wish to call them that, were ruled by what can only be called warlords. Even the pope was little more than a warlord, just a richer warlord than all the other warlords.

And for the common person, life became an utter horror. Between the years of roughly A.D. 100 and the year 1400, again, very roughly, the rule of existence for humanity EVERYWHERE was chaos.

In fact, the only people who still seemed to have their wits about them were the ones the so-called "civilized" nations hadn't yet discovered. The millions of disparate tribes in "undiscovered" Africa ("We weren't undiscovered. We were there all along! You just didn't know about us.") went about their business in relative harmony. The Incas, Aztecs, Mayans -- all good there. The various North American native peoples: ditto.

But for the "civilized" Europeans and the followers of Allah? Complete, utter Hell on earth. For more than a thousand years!

Just how do you account for that? The complete disintegration of what had hitherto been a relatively stable world.

I won't go into the causes; there were many, way too many to lump into one grand Hypothesis of What Went Horribly Wrong.

But if you think about it in real terms, the people who lived back then were exactly like us. They didn't have "slightly smaller brains" or "stunted intellectual capacity." Bring any peasant British baby from some remote village in the wilds of Northumbria born in, say, A.D. 234 into a modern household in Great Britain, from birth, and he'd turn out just exactly like any other baby born today in modern Great Britain. He'd be indistinguishable in intellectual capacity from ANY OTHER baby born today.

So what in hell happened? How did humanity fall apart so hugely and completely? How, after thousands of years of progress, in a world where people had modern sewers and drinking water for all, where there were schools and even universities, grand libraries, massively complex works of art, incredible advances in science and humanities, did everything just IMPLODE as if in one massive, earthshaking collapse and reduce us to the pitiful, disparate, hungry and ignorant band of lawless thugs that we became for a thousand years?

Well, obviously I don't have the answer to that. No one has an answer, because there is no one answer. And yet, no one will dispute that THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.

So this little essay is not predicated on a statement. It's predicated on a question, a very BIG question.

What, pray tell, is any different now that would prevent it from happening again? Is the fact that a man has landed on the moon going to prevent it from happening again? Is the fact that two-thirds of humanity live with electricity at their fingertips every single day of their lives going to prevent it happening again, is the fact that we have decoded the human genome and discovered nanotechnology and artificial intelligence and now have mass world travel going to prevent it from happening again?

Yesterday, a meteor hurtled in from space and exploded with a few sonic booms and broke a lot of glass and injured a bunch of people. Two years ago an earthquake came thsclse to obliterating one of the largest cities in the world.

A few years before that, something called H1N1 came a-calling, but luckily was in a hurry and didn't hang around town too long. Too many other worlds to conquer, maybe. Who knows?

No, I'm not hoarding dried food like I was in 1999 -- Y2K ring any bells? No? Aww, how quickly we forget!

But I think very, very few people actually realize what a thin veneer separates us from the Dark Ages. A veneer as thick, perhaps, as Earth's atmosphere, which if reduced to the size of a billiard ball, would be the thickness of a coat of paint.

All I'm saying here is, think about it. Take one minute out of your busy life and think about it.

Note: I had 24 hours to think about it and the answer came to me in a blinding flash. It literally accounts for everything I asked "why" to here. The Dark Ages for European humanity began at, well . . . the birth of Christianity.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Primitive Tribe Meets White Man For First Time

Watch this video and prepare to be outraged..

What the fuck? He shows the guy a mirror and what a knife can do, like, in the first five minutes? Hasn't he ever heard of the Prime Directive?

Hell, I would have taken the whole tribe to Florida, taken the kids to Sea World/Africa USA, the moms to get a manicure/pedicure and the men first to a rifle range to shoot off a couple of AK-47s and then to a strip joint for a few beers and some lap dances.

A mirror and a knife? What a dick.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Where Have All The Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches Gone?

I went to the Insectarium on Sunday.

I was appalled. They had very, very few live insects, and the ones they did -- a scorpion and a tarantula -- looked so miserable in their tiny cages, barely bigger than a shoebox -- that I truly felt sorry for them. Imagine feeling pity for a huge black scorpion, but I almost wept, I was so shocked. It performed the behaviours you used to see in big cats in the zoos, pacing endlessly back and forth, obviously mentally ill.

Yes, I do believe the scorpion was mentally ill. The tarantula was hiding under a rock and would not come out.

I decided, since I had brought all my camera equipment, to take pictures of the hundreds of dead insects -- such a terrible shame, but there they were, hundreds of dead, very beautiful moths and butterflies and other flying insects.

I ended up creating a file with only 24 insects -- most of them butterflies and moths but a couple of locusts -- that turned out to be 85 inches long at 300 d.p.i. In case you don't know what that is, it's so detailed that if the butterflies were at normal size in front of you they'd each be about a foot high and you'd be able to count the scales on their wings. Here is a much smaller version, and you can get an even bigger version here. Enjoy the bitterflies as they no longer flitter by.

Note: hold down your right-click button and open in another window to get the full size. Then imagine it 85 inches long. That is more than seven feet wide.
This is a detail of the wing of the butterfly second from the bottom left at the actual size of the original Photoshop file. If it were in front of your face it would be even bigger.
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Beautiful, no?

Friday, February 8, 2013

Just One Thing

How many people in Manhattan do you think either saw the second plane at the moment it hit the south tower (in real life, not on TV) or just seconds or even a minute afterwards?

Now, how many people in Manhattan actually saw with their own eyes (not on TV) one of the buildings actually in the act of collapsing?

At a conservative guess, wouldn't you say for the first example, over 100,000 people, at least? And for the second example, maybe upwards of half a million? Maybe I'm way, way off, either too few or too many. It doesn't really matter. There were undoubtedly a lot.

Then how come, 12 years after the fact, I don't know ONE SINGLE PERSON who witnessed either of these events, indeed, have never met anyone who has ever met anyone who has witnessed these events in person or even anyone who KNOWS OF anyone or has even heard about any possible friend of a friend of a friend who maybe had a friend who knew someone who was actually THERE to witness ANY of the events that we have seen several thousand times over the years on documentaries, news shows, YouTube . . .

Just HOW do you explain that?

Okay, I've also never met anyone who witnessed an actual launch of the Space Shuttle, but that's beside the point.