I think the reason the immigrant issue so problematic is here in the Netherlands, is because to a certain degree everyone has always relied on the old tried and tested tactic which doesn't seem to work anymore.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Resistance is Futile
I think the reason the immigrant issue so problematic is here in the Netherlands, is because to a certain degree everyone has always relied on the old tried and tested tactic which doesn't seem to work anymore.
Sordid Lives The Series
When do we get this on Dutch TV? Please!!!!!!!
All this and Olivia Newton John as Bitsy Mae too!!!!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Status Anxiety
saturday march 20 2004
The beginning of a mature solution to status anxiety might be said to begin with the recognition that status is available from a variety of different audiences: from industrialists and from bohemians, from families and from philosophers - and that our choice of audience can be free and willed.
Philosophy, art, politics, Christianity and bohemia did not seek to do away with a status hierarchy based on sets of values unrecognized by, and critical of, those of the majority. While retaining a firm grip on a distinction between success and failure, good and bad, shameful and honourable, these five groups endeavoured to remould our sense of what could rightfully be said to belong under these weighty headings.
In so doing, they helped to lend legitimacy to those who, in every generation, will be unable or unwilling to follow dutifully behind the dominant notions of high status but who may yet deserve to be categorized other than under the brutal epithets of loser and nobody.
They have provided us with a set of persuasive and consoling reminders that there is more than one way - and more than a judge or pharmacist's way - of succeeding at life.
Alain de Botton - Status Anxiety
Saturday, March 29, 2008
The Engel
'De Engel van Amsterdam' has begun celebrating its first birthday.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Love's Philosophy
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever,
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one another's being mingle: --
Why not I with thine?
See! the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea: --
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?
Percy Bysshe Shelley 1792 - 1822
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Hollow Victory
thursday november 14 2002
How difficult can it be to say i'm sorry ....
How difficult can it be to say i was wrong ....
How difficult can it be to say ....
Why do we always want to be right?
Why do we always want to have our say?
Why do we always want to be justified? ....
Does it make us feel better?
No
Does it make us feel happier?
No
Does it makes us feel stronger?
No
Every time we put someone right, force our opinion on another, back someone into a corner - all we are left with is the bitter after taste of victory ....
.... and victory is hollow ....
Monday, March 24, 2008
Grey Bunny accidentally finds out he loves water.
It is generally recommended when attempting to drown a bunny that more water is used - or alternatively that one puts the plug in the bath.
Wet Bunny
note:
If you want to drown the bunny before cooking, its advisable to hold on when dropping said bunny into water.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Happy Easter
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Mirrors
thursday september 23 2004
Mirrors never lie. But that doesn’t mean they tell the truth either.
When we look into a mirror all we see is what we want to see, what we expect to see, what we think is there.
A mirror is just about useful for making sure you have your pants on the right way round. And that’s all.
But there’s another mirror in our souls that is much more dangerous. A dark and deep pool that we never dare look into. Full of our own fears and trepidations.
To summon the courage to look into that mirror and see it for what it is, a fantasy, a warped reflection of our minds eye and not our physical being.
It was september 2000 ....
I was lying in bath trying to make a decision.
To go or to stay.
To stay with him was to opt for a situation that was slowly but surely eating away at my self-esteem. But that was why I was lying there wasn’t it? In water that was going from hot to tepid to downright chilly. The self-esteem I had wasn’t enough to fill an eggcup, and that was painfully obvious every time I burst into tears, and bursting into tears was something that was beginning to happen much too often over the last few years.
I always managed to bluff it even in public spaces. An acquired pollen allergy usually helped in the Spring/Summer and the flu in the Autumn/Winter. People thought I was always ill anyway as it was the only way for me to get out of most social responsibilities that I didn’t feel I could handle.
My partner loved me being ill because it made him the long suffering martyr, and when he really wanted me with him then my being ill was not an option for me.
I remember a trip to Vienna.
He was late as usual, and as usual I was doing my desperate best to remain calm. There was a load of shit happening at work and Rescue Remedy just wasn’t helping. I’d finally got him almost out of the door (I’d lied about the departure time as usual so there was no problem there) when the thing I feared the most happened. Pain shot through my back.
My back had been a source of pain for the last few years getting steadily worse as time went on. Sometimes just a nagging ache but other times, once in a while, a body jarring spasm that would debilitate me for weeks. This was one of the latter. I actually passed out in the car on the way to the airport. Yes, of course we went to the airport. I got on the plane too with a face like death.
That didn’t stop him.
I stepped out of the plane in Vienna, dropped to the floor in agony, received Valium shots there and then in the airport and spent the rest of the holiday in a Valium injections enhanced hotel room.
It was the embarrassment that did it. I crawled out of the taxi into the hotel, literally on hands and feet, into the lift and then to the hotel room.
I cannot forget it.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Vaccine Failure
20 years, 4 continents, 9801 volunteers, and 561 million dollars later we are no nearer to a Hiv vaccine.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The Suitcase Under the Bed
tuesday february 18 2003
It's one of those moments again ....
time to remember the past - because it ain't going away - because you can live your life like the past never happened - but it is always there with you - like so much bagage
everyone arrives with bagage in some shape or form - for some its Louis Vuitton - for others its a plastic shopping bag - but we all carry it with us
sometimes i think that is what slows old people down - not arthritis but the amount of bagage that they've accumulated through the years .... every decision becomes weighted with past experiences - happy - sad - joyful - tragic .... should i get up today? yesterday was great - but the day before yesterday was shit - but last year at this time i was ..... and so they stay in bed and the world passes them by ....
we can refuse to carry the bagage around with us - that's true - but the suitcase in Berlin is still there whether we travel with it or not - pandora's box is still begging us to open it whether we hold it in our hands or not.
the more we ignore our past - the more vicious it becomes - the suitcase under the bed is where the demons of your past lurk - the suitcase on the top of the wardrobe is still casting nightime shadows over our present lives - close your eyes very tightly - pull the blanket over your head - pretend you're sleeping - you know they're still out there - waiting ....
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
From the Archives
wednesday october 02 2002
Been reading a lot lately (yes - I can read)
"Creation" and "Julian" by Gore Vidal
Mr Vidal's subtle condemnation of:
Christianity (a vicious, hierarchical, and commercial enterprise invented 50 years after Jesus died)
the ancient Greeks (Smelly, pompous, self-obessed, tone-deaf and never invented anything new in their whole existence) - "In Summer the Athenians do not bathe often. In Winter .... they bathe not at all, while their diet appears to consist entirely of onions and preserved fish - preserved from the time of Homer."
the Romans (Plagiarists all of them - well what do you expect with most of them in-bred idiots)
They're hard to get hold of - but worth it - but be prepared for your safe little world to rock on it's very foundations
(Just remember - your History teacher lied ....)
"The White Road" by John Connolly
I really don't scare easily - Steven King is boring, badly written crap ....
This book scared the shit out of me.
An evil little bastard of a novel - deceptively easy to read - and before you know it you're in some kind of red nightmare. Scarily sexy - and very dark - edgy to extremes. Some people will just throw up at some passages - others, like me, will be scared to death at the unexpected effect that the same passages have on them ....
Don't judge - just read it - preferably in full daylight ....
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Angela GHEORGHIU - Casta Diva - Norma
.... but seriously ....
not a bunny to be seen in this uber sterile filming of Casta Diva - but its still beautiful.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Blasphemy
Same sex couples can marry here, prostitution is legal here, soft drugs are tolerated here. But if you take the Lord's name in vain its still a criminal act.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Muffin!
Hangover Cures
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Jabbercocky
thursday august 21 2003
'Twas steamy, and the writhing dong
Did rise and stiffen in the night:
All hot and horny as twas long,
And forlorn was its plight.
"Beware the elusive Cocksuck son!
the mouth that sucks, the lips that smack!
Beware his greedy mouth, and shun
His mandibles' awesome crack!"
He took his awesome dong in hand:
Long time since last he came -
So rested he with swollen gland,
And played his solitary game.
And, as he lay in pensive mood.
The Cocksuck, with his eyes aflame,
Came slurping through the ugly wood,
And slobbered as he came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The dong went slobber-sneck!
And as the Cocksuck lowered his head
the dong slid down his neck.
"Oh Cocksuck thou art truly king!"
The dong said firm in place,
"I'll fuck you with my steely ring,
And cum upon your face!"
'Twas steamy, and the writhing dong
Did rise and stiffen in the night:
All hot and horny as twas long,
And forlorn was its plight.
You Tube 4
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
You Tube 3
You Tube 2
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Substantial
It would be ridiculous to keep quiet about what is happening in the Netherlands. I'm sure readers from other countries are asking themselves "why the (comparative) silence?".
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Time = Money
Desperate optimism
The towns of Brattleboro and Marlboro in the state of Vermont have issued warrants for the arrest of President George W. Bush and his vice-president Dick Cheney for crimes against the constitution.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Tiny Bunny
Its almost Easter!
.... but they are going to have to feed this one to get it fat enough to eat on Easter Sunday ....