There are a couple of things I could write about today. I could write about the Tory party conference, and about how they’re still trying to pretend brown failed us in the recession; but I fear my political rants have grown somewhat ad Hominem of late, so I think I’ll give that subject a rest.
I’m actually more interested today in Disney’s decisions to send their new film Alice in Wonderland to DVD sooner than it ordinarily would. This lead many cinema chains to threaten to boycott it. The argument is if it spends less time in the cinema, there’s less chance of it being pirated. Ii must say, as a student of film, I have to raise an eyebrow: I love the cinema – they are special places. The film theatre, as Bazin wrote, has an aura to it; a kind of magic. You enter into it, the lights go out, and you’re swept away. It’s a kind of fettishistic act; something special. Okay, at home you can close the curtains and turn off the lights, but it simply isn’t the same. This is why I disapprove of Disney’s decision, which seems to have been made for economic rather than artistic reasons. I think the same could equally be said for socalled 3d films – never have I seen a more blatant money-grabbing con. Films are flat media! Oh don’t get me started.
It has been quite a cool little day. I attended a meeting at school. I can’t go into much detail, but they want me to act as a sort of rolemodel for one boy in particular – a voca user who often seems reluctant to participate and rather insecure. He just needs to be shown what is possible, I think.
Today is also my brother’s twenty-fourth birthday. Happy birthday Luke. I don’t get to see him much these days, but I’m sure we’ll talk on skype soon.
Something rather cute happened today at school. It was only very small, and hardly blogworthy really. I was going down one of the corridors, on my way to class, where I overheard one child say to a staff member ”is he the cheverest man ever?” I think the boy had thought I was Stephen hawking. I know I look nothing like professor Hawking, and if you want a physicist you’ve got the wrong Goodsell, but I was very flattered, as well as being rather amused. I take it as a sign the kids look up to me, and feel rather encouraged by it. I really hope I can make a positive difference in school.
In other news, Lyn, as predicted, is now right as rain. Yay!
Poor Lyn is ill. I think she has what I had on Saturday, which hopefully means it’ll clear up soon, but right now she looks severely under the weather. She spent most of today in bed. I feel bad because I don’t know what to do; I whish I could help but I don’t know how. I want to be useful. Luckily, Dan, our PA, is proving to be quite a good nurse, but I guess one of the suckiest things about CP is that you can’ help the girl you love get better.
What a surprise! The lady in charge of the national bullying hotline has, this afternoon, asked Max Clifford to represent her; she obviously thinks she is heading for stardom. She probably would be, if the allegations concerning Brown’s bullying were true. The thing is, they aren’t; nor are they even new. They stem from a book written about two years ago, and one which has been refuted by the persons it claims to quote.* The thing is, guess who told the media about this? who told the bbc the bullying hotline had been called by someone in the civil service. The Tories! Can you believe it. Then Dave CaMoron comes on the box and, in his most even, reasonable-sounding tone calls for an enquiry ‘just so the government can clear all this up’, even though he knows full well that such an inquiry is both totally unnecessary and would be suicide this close to the election. The insincerity of CaMoron – the way he makes lies and ploys sound reasonable – absolutely sicken me. *bbc interview with John Prescot yesterday
I met the headmaster of Charlton park school yesterday. I was a bit intimidated at first, but he quickly put me at ease, telling me of his young sons and exercise regime. Nice fellow – I’m not sure why I was so worried. He mentioned a bit of the school’s history. I got the impression that it was quite long and varied, dating back to the nineteenth century. I’ll have to look into that.
I’m also getting a flavour for local history, too: the other day, John, a friend from round the corner, mentioned that a church once stood nearby, and our house is built on a graveyard. He also said they used to hang people somewhere near here. He told us this on the way home from the pub, which meant it slightly freaked me out. Anyway, I’ll have to look into it later, for I have school soon.
I feel better – much better. Yesterday I felt like crap; I felt like I was dying, almost enough to feel a twang of homesickness. My neighbours had a bug this week, and I think I caught it Friday evening. So yesterday I took it easy, drinking lots and not eating much. A conversation over skype with my brother Luke dealt with the homesickness (thanks bro). This morning, however, I woke up feeling fine – well enough to get worked up at the observer’s bull about Gordon Brown, and at the Tories’ most recent scheme to buy votes. There is nothing like a bit of indignation to clear one’s system.
Let me preface this by saying I’m not an economist, or much good at maths, but I was just thinking about economics. As we know, Labour say we need a slow and steady recovery, whereas the Tories say we need to act now and cut spending. Sixty top economists have today issued a letter in the financial times backing labour’s strategy, whereas only twenty wrote to the Sunday Times backing the Tories’. Now, I have a few points to make. First, 60 is larger than 20; second, the financial times is fairly independent, but the Sunday times is owned by Rupert Murdoch, cheer-leader in chief of the Tory party. Moreover, as we all know, to cut spending now, as the Tories say, would threaten what little recovery we have made – it is almost as if they want the economy to fail, and for us to go back into recession. Of course this would be perfect for them; they could then say brown ruined the economy and hence win the election.
In other words, they are playing politics with the economy; putting their lust for power before our economic well-being. They want a double dip as they would benefit from it. Makes you sick, doesn’t it?
For several weeks Lyn has been working on a new track, called echoes of the past. She finished it yesterday, and posted it to her myspace page. She uses her mac to compose, so I got to hear her build the piece layer by layer. It was a remarkable experience, but I must say I’m blown away by the finished piece. It’s fair to say I’m a very proud boyfriend. Anyway, go listen. Link
We just watched a film called Home on Youtube. I just picked it at random, pretty much, but it turned out to be an absolutely stunning videoessay on climate change and the impact of man on the planet. It is absolutely beautifully shot – I think it was entirely composed of aerial photography – yet, more than anything, it scares me witless. Particularly frightening is the rate at which we’re running out of drinking water.
Anyone with any intelligence can see that man is causing severe damage to the planet, and that we must act now. Part of that action is to acknowledge our responsibility, and to stop hiding behind statistics. It angers me that some people do not believe in climate change – to me such people must surely rank alongside creationists, and deserve only scorn and ridicule,. Unfortunately, such people happen to bee the ones best places to solve the problem, which probably means we’re all doomed.
Anyway, if you can, go look up Home on youtube movies. Link