A big grin is on my face as I type, after getting an email out of the blue from my old mate Gav (Not) Barang, who I used to work with at BT in Bristol. Email is just the greatest thing, especially for antisocial gits such as I who'd otherwise lose touch with too many people.
Just a few random things to mention tonight, some of them things that I've failed to blog over at the time over the last few dead-exciting days.
First of all, thank frack that this country has finally seen some sense by committing itself to renewable energy, with the first huge wind farms off the British coast being planned. Politically astute, in that we should be making ourselves less dependent on other nations, and environmentally sound, in that we'll be less likely to become extinct in the next few hundred years. (Not that I'm suprised - being from an oil-less future, I know that a few of us survived to see a cleaner future. And there, we supplement our energy resources by recycling all fart-derived methane gasses - every room in the future has hosing protuding from portals in the wall; non-trapped farting is heavily fined in 5HT-credits.)
Also in the Independent yesterday, 20 lies about Gulf War 2. Nothing that we wouldn't expect from our leaders there. Depressingly.
There was a very good article by Sheldon Rampton and John Stauber in Saturday's Guardian magazine - Trading on Fear. "While war was being waged in Iraq, in the US another battle was being fought, as everyone from car manufacturers to conservatives used the terrorist threat to push their own products and causes..." Very interesting to read from a UK viewpoint; over here the right-wing voice was still very much heard, but not so much as to drown out the all-important counterpoint in the media. At least there was always a fair breadth of scope of discussion going on, much to Blair & Campbell's chagrin. And at least a large part of the Labour party tried to revolt, even if Blair's lies won a lot of them aroud. In the US, from what friends out there have said, the media coverage during the war was all-but unwatchable for its blinkered, narrow-minded and propagandist nature. It's extraordinary that these countries - our countries - that preach democracy can have so little regard for it.
But enough about that. I'm just not intelligent or eloquent enough to spin my views with enough conviction. No, I like to dwell in the land of the shallow. And a nice shallow link I've been meaning to add (along with everyone else in the blogosphere) for ages is this: Matrix ping-pong! No CGI effects, just pure old-fashioned Japanese TV entertainment. Brilliant.
Talking of the Matrix, as I always seem to end up doing, over on Matrix Essays, this post is quite interesting (if a bit holy), especially as I've never played the Enter The Matrix game. It pontificates further about the role of The Trainman, a character who I'd noticed but not taken much of an interest in in Matrix Reloaded (he's being escorted out of The Merovingian's gaff at the point that Neo and his crew turn up as instructed by the Oracle) , but who also plays a part in the game and the Matrix Revolutions trailer, and what his existence might mean to the truth. Still not on the parr of The System theory or even the Uncle Stupid post, though. And reading this back has just dragged me back to the excellent Homenetz Matrix discussion digests...
But I can't be arsed to think about that right now, as I'm FINALLY GOING TO SEE RELOADED AT THE BIGGY BFI IMAX ON THURSDAY. And that'll be much more instructive.
Oh, and my ear hurts, and I need to seek out the analgaesic effects of a cheap bottle of wine...