Despotic Desktop

In what might seem like a long and visually messy post I present to you all of the image files that are currently parked on my desktop either awaiting use or awaiting some other fate. Probably not deletion or anything like that, they'll somehow survive. Quite a few already have alternate lives elsewhere on the web. Actually I don't tend to allow a crowded desktop to happen ... too stressful.

 

To Whom

Dear Mr Netflix Person,

I've now watched two seasons of Graham Hancock's revisionist views on world history. I'm sure you're aware that he proposes that, in a nutshell, a race of highly (?) superior beings somehow survived an "ancient apocalypse" (the flood of legends) about 14000 years ago and set the other more "primitive" survivors back on the track to civilisation by passing on their wisdom and practical skills. In so doing they laid the foundations for the modern world. Sounds fair enough to me but nobody in the mainstream of education or science is agreeing with this right now. I wonder why?

Hancock spends a lot of time picking at pieces of unchallenged evidence to support his theory and I actually like that he's out to disrupt the established view and it'd be nice to think he might be right (and I suppose he just might be) as it would kill off the various creation myths religions have fed us and also explain many mysteries surrounding the numerous huge and ancient stone buildings, ground works and sophisticated ancient structures that are out there. Academics often need a shake up - history does teach us that too. He's maybe just not the guy to do it IMHO.

Of course the format, his quirky victim attitude, laconic delivery and the tedious editing style used throughout the show undermines everything he says. It's flawed and disjointed as a structural piece of documentary story telling, always jumping across time and places rather than going deeper. I thought the old Discovery Channel documentary format was bad but this is even worse. Fictional animations, all slow paced for maximum cheesy drama, false starts and the repetition of statements abound as does a pounding and unsubtle musical score. I did like many of the computer graphics and views of the ancient sites, they were all quite well rendered and watchable and much of the detail was new to me so I'm not totally negative about everything.

You should note also that when GH is in front of the camera, using those weird shot angles during conversations coupled with the style in which he delivers his dry and progressively more unconvincing narrative, the overall experience is quite infuriating. Having said that I willingly watched it just hoping that a shaft of light might be stumbled upon that would perhaps clear up a little of the darkness from humanities history (for me and every other viewer no doubt). That's the whole point of the show. There is that tantalizing promise of red meat in each episode but the actual payoff never comes. So it was an interesting but flawed and bumpy journey. However many episodes spent wading through the snake oil and enduring GH's unblinking stares into the camera was uncomfortable for me. In the end I guess Netflix earned some revenue from the adverts and viewing stats and pleased the community of radical historians out in the left field. I'm done now and can only really say, so long and thanks for all the lovely fish.

Send me no flowers

Wee John fae Fife  (old enough).

Nearly Home

"Nearly everyone has their box of secret pain."

John Steinbeck.

I wonder how nearly this nearly actually is.

Your heart will go on. 

And we're nearly home.

Clearly home.

In some secret place.

Just to stop there.

And breathe.

Collection

Collection - our new album is out now all the main music   providers and streamer's sites. Nine tracks, ten videos and that may well increase.

Hear it on YouTube here.

impossible songs

February Ends

February ends tomorrow sometime around midnight but you'll hear little about that from me.

ZipCo Might be me

Quietly kicking off 2023 many days late with a wild defiant walrus study. Where will the time take us this time?

Shadow Ban

The thought police running Facebook awarded them a shadow ban. Nobody really understands what that means other than things once public and visible to all are now hidden. A simple and blunt punishment for crossing a line; real, imagined or otherwise. So we're not sure where we stand. If there were/are rules then they are dynamic and changeable almost on a whim. Easy to cross or break or ignore and when you do you're banned and placed in the shadows where you can't easily be found. Don't bother trying to appeal this either, you're trapped and sentenced by an algorithm that couldn't really care less. Like a motorway pile up, everyone slows down for a look but then just drives on by and the incident is quickly forgotten. There's always a replacement to fill the space. In the end we'll all be quickly forgotten.

Strictly Bake Off

It's a media mash up from the telly folks. Dance and bake and bake and dance and be judged either a failure or a success. The nation awaits the final results to the point where nothing else really matters. It makes news. It fills a space. Why should we care about things we cannot change?

HappyBot1.png Reprise

The Title

The title of this piece is simply "THE INTEDDE INS INTDIDE".

It doesn't have make sense. 

I hope that is clear enough for everyone. 

Thank you.