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The prudent person may direct a state, but it is the enthusiast who regenerates or ruins it.

Be very careful Henry, I have it on very good authority that there is a grumpy old troll™ living in this here shed…

Hardship didn't crush you

Ezra, there’s a mighty big sand dune behind you. Calverts Beach, March 2011. First of all, I have no need or desire to see snuff photographs or videos of Mr Bin Laden. However, I will confess to being bemused by the White House’s comment of “ We don't trot out this stuff as trophies ”, given the pep rally-like glee that this particular extrajudicial killing has generated. It strikes me that the passionate response to this week’s events very much resembles a trophy hunt. As it has been for ten years now… What confuses me is the American leadership’s sudden coyness when it comes to the precise details of the killing. While assassinations are always a messy business, they’d not exactly hidden that such an outcome was welcome for this particular odious fellow. Welcome to the world of asymmetric warfare ! The legal interpretations will continue for some time, and as with all things that involve the law, will never be resolved. What struck me though was the fact that the initial reports

The manner in which one endures what must be endured is more important than the thing that must be endured.

By mere burial man arrives not at bliss; and in the future life, throughout its whole infinite range, they will seek for happiness as vainly as they sought it here, who seek it in aught else than that which so closely surrounds them here - the Infinite .

Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all.

Escaping convicts? Coming up to the dog line, Eaglehawk Neck, Tasman Peninsula, January 2011. Just the two finished in what has been a hectic week for me, but what a two! Seize the Day is the first Saul Bellow novel that I’d ever read. It will not be the last. An intense little book, it centres on a day in the life of Tommy Wilhelm, a frustrated fellow who is suffering from what we now might call a ‘mid-life crisis’. Written in 1957, it is a rather prescient observation of the emergent egocentric neurosis that seemed to overtake many in the industrialised world in the following decades. It’s a great study of character and crisis, with one of the more beautifully-constructed endings that I’ve had the pleasure of reading. There’s no real sympathetic character in this book, but in the end it doesn’t really matter. We get our moment of catharsis. Very highly recommended. Penelope Fitzgerald's The Blue Flower has been called her masterpiece by some critics (others have been less kind

The easiest person to deceive is one's self.

They've just been informed that - contrary to popular films and picture books - polar bears and penguins do not frollick in the ice flows together.

Writers should be read, but neither seen nor heard.

Lost at sea. The Derwent River. Somewhere near Lindisfarne, April 2011. Need. Want. Ought . Ought. Want. Need. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Need. Know. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Know. Need. Want. Want. Want.

Most men, when they think they are thinking, are merely rearranging their prejudices.

Yes.

Very few things happen at the right time, and the rest do not happen at all. The conscientious historian will correct these defects.

Penguin rampage! Melbourne Aquarium, April 2011. If it's not flocks of sharks terrorising innocent civilians, it's hordes of penguins! I see that the US government is claiming that a group of Navy Seals killed nullified Mr Bin Ladin. I'm not so sure. I have a theory that it was a crack group of rogue Navy Penguins ... Pingüino alboroto! Melbourne Aquarium, April 2011.

Genius does what it must, and talent does what it can.

Pine cones versus rocks. Henry wins.

Far more thought and care go into the composition of any prominent ad in a newspaper or magazine than go into the writing of their stories.

Echidna on the prowl. Melbourne Zoo, April 2011. No not an enchilada . Nor an anteater . Not a hedgehog . And no, it isn't a porcupine . It is not a practical joke, pincushion or extradimensional being who only can reach Earth's reality through a schism in time and space. It is a monotreme. It lays eggs, but feeds its baby milk. It feeds its baby milk but it doesn't have nipples. It is an echidna . They live in Tasmania, but don't make very good pets.

Build up your weaknesses until they become your strong points.

A bird? A plane? A helicopter? Diomedea exulans ? The Rapture? Most likely another ball…

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend!

SHARK! Melbourne Aquarium. April 2011. Despite the fact that it was the stingrays chewing on the diver's head, Henry remained as terrified as ever of the cute 'n cuddly grey nurse shark. It seems that once you've got yourself a reputation (earned or otherwise), some people have you pegged for life!

A fool flatters himself, a wise man flatters the fool.

Figuring out how these " icy poles " work is a very tricky business... Right. Got it.

Think like a man of action, and act like a man of thought.

A silver sheen in the morning. Eaglehawk Neck, January 2011. Sunday Top Five again and this week is an easy top five. Five Things That I Will Do Before F%$&*#G Jetstar Ever Get Another Cent Out Of Me ! Attend Mass. Gender realignment surgery. Door to door sales. Try out for the Dallas Cowgirls. Praise Jetstar.