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"In many cases they have voted for other parties such as NO2EU and even the BNP."
- Some UKIP wanker on the election ballot papers that had been folded with UKIP under the fold so it was mildly difficult to find.
 


This, of course, is because the fascist BNP, the ex-leftist fascist NO2EU, and the idiotic petit bourgeois fascist UKIP are all basically interchangeable.  Get over the idea that you're respectable, dunderhead.

 
 
twilightclarity
04 June 2009 @ 03:15 am
I found out today that Julie Andrews used to drive around with a bumper sticker on her car that read "Mary Poppins is a Junkie".

Delight doesn't begin to cover it.
 
 
Current Mood: jubilant
Current Music: I've got "All that Jazz" from Chicago in my head, but nothing playing...
 
 
twilightclarity
06 March 2009 @ 01:35 am

Carina%20Round
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twilightclarity
01 March 2009 @ 09:02 pm
It occurred to me that it might be nice if we had people trained up to take a secular liberal-progressive version of the Catholic confession.  It would be a place to go to confess your sins against your own values - the thoughts you had of someone being an idiot, when you know it was really their social circumstances that made them that way; wondering whether someone only got to where they are because they're a woman/minority; the mildly racist joke you either laughed at or didn't object to... That sort of thing.  I think people have said in the past that the psychological counselor serves some of the same functions as the Catholic priest, but I'm pretty sure that my own psyche offends me too much sometimes to even admit it to a counselor.  If we had a place to go, though, where the specific purpose was to confess to things that our better selves find awful, then I feel like I'd be less bothered about it. 

Good idea/bad idea?
 
 
twilightclarity
23 February 2009 @ 12:20 am

Meme time...



What would your own album look like if you were in a band? Follow the directions below and find out...

Here are the rules:

1 - Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random” or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
"
The Daughter of Buk Ettemsuch"

2 - Go to Quotations Page and select "random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your first album.
"Twilight home in Australia"   (from a Dame Edna Everage quotation)

3 - Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 - Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.

 

The answer to the main question - my first album would look quite ridiculously nu-acoustic...
 
 
twilightclarity
11 February 2009 @ 12:33 am
I've just discovered a very funny effect of the old sexist use of male pronouns for the person - the impression it gives of homosexuality when "the person" is discussed in sexual terms by a male author.  I'm reading stuff on the philosophy (mainly ethics) of sex, and having (I think straight) male authors talking about the arousal of guys, and desire for guys and stuff.  Lots of fun.
 
 
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Suede - He's Gone
 
 
twilightclarity
02 February 2009 @ 05:02 am
So yes... the "again" in my last post was an error. My neighbours have never had me chucked out before, nor even (to my knowledge) complained about me.  But they'd have been within their rights last week, as I was carting around boxes and stuff loudly at unearthly hours.  I did, however, save the vacuuming for the next afternoon.

And here are some pictures.  With a small webam it's kind of impossible to get any real perspective, but you can see floor and stuff, so this'll do.  Pics are of my living room and bedroom (I also have a little alcove that leads to a bathroom).







 
 
twilightclarity
I've realised that I no longer bother to convert temperatures from the weather forecasts into Centigrade/Celsius (not being sure which of those is the weather temperature has nothing to do with coming to America, though; I never knew which "C" stood for there).  More troubling to me is no longer being able to remember which spelling is English and which American in some instances.  The worst case, and most persistent, is "practice"/"practise", as I'm not sure which is the noun, which is the verb, in either language now.  Some other "c" words have come up recently, but I forget.  Some English website I was looking at this weekend, I think, where the correct spelling for 23 years of my life suddenly looked very wrong...

Curses!
 
 
Current Mood: Thwarted
 
 
twilightclarity
25 October 2008 @ 05:02 pm
I read about this story - http://electioivens.foxnews.com/2008/10/24/mccain-campaign-volunteer-admits-alleged-attack-hoax/ - in a New York paper yesterday, before the 'hoax' part of it was revealed.  I immediately thought it was a fake, and not just because of disliking obviously racist Republicans.

I doubt this story's reached my friends in England, but it's been a big deal here, and here's why I thought it was ridiculous right away: the "B" on this woman's face is very shallow, and only looks like a "B" in the mirror.  If I was an attacker who wanted to do this, I'd write the letter the right way round, and it would be much deeper, because I wouldn't notice how painful it was.  On matters of skin-carving and suchlike... I know.  This is clearly self-inflicted, and knowingly so, and if she still claims otherwise, then I reckon that's just another lie to be uncovered.  Idiot.
 
 
twilightclarity
15 August 2008 @ 12:09 am

Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” He is believed to have called it his greatest literary work ever. Can you write a story in six words?

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Sweet Baby James: Decline, fall, comeback.
 
 
twilightclarity
09 August 2008 @ 11:28 am

Well, I'm awake and Alisa isn't, so I can't start packing for my trip back to England tomorrow (yay!).  I will do a meme instead:

Names for alternate realities

1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (Mother and Father's middle name)
Rosalind Eric.

2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Donald Joseph.  (For Lorna's information - Nascar is the equivalent of weekend cricket and football, in that it's boring sport that overruns and takes your favourite programmes off the air.  Car racing in this instance).

3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Cotsa!

4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal!)
Purple mongoose.

5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Rosalind (oh yes, joy, this one was inherited, but let's make it Ros for true soap operaishness) Birmingham.

6. SUPERHERO NAME: (fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Purple Slush Puppy (the purple diet coke just sounds wrong).

7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 3 letters of your last name)
Saill (sounds mildly Arabic if you emphasise it right, I reckon).  I am the fly!

8. GANGSTA NAME: ( fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Vanilla Chocolate Toffee Digestive.  I'm totally tough, innit.

9. ROCK STAR NAME: (current pets name, current street name).
Frederick (a teddy bear will have to count) John Nassau (I live between two places, and I think my rockstar needs a middle name).

10. STRIPPER NAME: ( name of your fav cartoon character, fav candy)
Taz Tazbar (lalala)

11. PORN NAME: (1st pets name, street you grew up on)
William Blenheim.  I'm the gentleman caller who interrupts you and the guy who's "fixing" the fridge...  then joins in.

 
 
twilightclarity
23 April 2008 @ 07:25 am
I've always thought there might be some advantages to having nasty psoriasis.  One of the more fun instances occurred on the subway in New York on Monday.  I was going up to meet Alisa after she finished work, on the uptown 4 train.  It being the rush hour, I was standing when I got on.  At Brooklyn Bridge, this massive guy got on and stood near me.  Then at Union Square, I could see that a seat was coming free, but it was nearer him than me.  So I manoeuvred myself behind him, with my arm across his path, so I could take the seat.  That pissed him off.  Then it turned out that two people were getting up anyway, so he sat down next to me and proceeded to spread himself out as much as possible, squeezing me into a corner.  Revenge, I guess.  I rolled up my sleeves and laid my arms out across my legs.  A few seconds later, the train moving again, he gets up.  The seat next to me remains open and no one else joins him.  He stands until Grand Central then ends up sitting opposite me.  He glances occasionally at my arms, a disturbed look on his face.  I feel like saying, "Yup, that's right, I'm a leper.  Muahahaha."  Instead, without making eye contact, I just turn my face towards him occasionally, raise an eyebrow and smile.  

Fun times.
 
 
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: David Bowie - Heroes
 
 
twilightclarity
18 March 2008 @ 12:24 pm

They die the bagels green on St. Patrick's Day...

 
 
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: The Decemberists - Oceanside
 
 
twilightclarity
23 February 2008 @ 09:16 am

As reported by Alisa:

"The hammer is big; my baby is little."

 
 
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Whiskeytown - Dancing With The Women at the Bar
 
 
twilightclarity
21 February 2008 @ 01:46 pm
I've been extremely busy since term started.  As a sample, next week i need to read over 200 pages of Nietzsche, a whole book of Diderot, a whole book of Spinoza and several articles on the philosophy of law.  Oh, and the really fun part - someone else's research paper from among the graduates.  

I'm enjoying my classes a lot, for the first time in Princeton, and that's a big plus, but the research seminars are still really awful.  It involves having the person presenting their paper defending it for an hour and a half, and in most cases that person never takes the criticisms or questions remotely seriously, answering beside the point more often than not in an attempt to ignore the points made.  Eugh.  I find it easier to sit through three hours of Nietzsche discussion and a seminar that slips randomly between French and English than just this short period with people being insufferable.  Who'd have thought the attention span thing would be related to having any interest in what's going on, huh?

Alisa and I had our first anniversary on Saturday.  That was lovely.  We'd been planning to do a re-run of our first date, but in the end decided that would be both expensive and exhausting.  Instead we just spent a nice relaxing day, and then went to the restaurant we'd been to in the evening, Cafe Spice.  Great Indian food (best I've had in America).  

So all is generally still well with me, but I'm bloody exhausted.  I took the day off today to relax, so we'll see if that helps.  I miss home people.
 
 
Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Beach Boys - Wouldn't It Be Nice
 
 
twilightclarity
07 February 2008 @ 06:00 pm

Thank you very much, m'dear.  Great questions.

1. What do you prefer about the USA to the UK? (The Girl doesn't count ;)).

Hmm... Well, excluding The Girl (TM) isn't very fair!  Being me, I prefer the salads.  We just don't have enough salad bars back home, but it's easy to get salad made up in front of you with stuff of your choice here.   Also, though I've only just discovered these, their thrift stores (equivalent of our charity shops, but not always dedicated to a charity) are HUGE!  I just bought an armchair for $5.

2. Describe your dream life in ten years' time (I mean... do it now, but imagine it ten years from now... and it's perfect).

In ten years' time I will be sipping whiskey on my back porch as the child-high (possibly child-containing) dust balls roll by, rocking on my chair and muttering about how things ain't what they used to be.  Ideally.  Next to the ideal, I'll have taken over the lives of my friends to the extent of dragging everyone I like over to live with me wherever I might be living, so that I actually get to see them whenever I want.  And then they'll all be sitting with me on my increasingly large back porch, rocking and sipping whiskey and muttering about how things ain't what they used to be.

3. Rousseau. Discuss. In French.

Madame Bird, je ne peux pas discuter le maître de mon vie academique avec vous en Francais, parce que je n'ai ni les mots, ni la grammaire, pour lui servir avec la justice. A statement which I may have proved in the foregoing sentence, as I can't be bothered to check it right now.  But he's ace.   

4. If you could re-read one book on your deathbed, which would you choose and why?

Tough one.  Now, different reasons:  If I wanted to choose the book I'd most enjoy, then I just don't know, but the first one that pops into my head is The Master and Margarita, as I've always intended to re-read that, and I loved it when I first did.  If it was about preparing me for death in the right mind set, then I might like to re-read something philosophical about death, Seneca or something, or maybe some poetry - something defiant like Invictus by W.E. Henley.  And if I wanted to choose the book I'd want people to find me reading after I was dead, then it probably wouldn't be re-reading.  It would have to be Jackie Collins or something similarly awful, so people would be really disappointed... Or maybe something ridiculously dense, and I'd underline lots of random oblique passages, so people could puzzle over them once I was gone and try to work out what I meant, not knowing I was doing it just to make them do that...

5. You've somehow turned into Alex of Clockwork Orange fame. Your eyes are pinned open, and you have to watch one film over and over for weeks. Which is it?

Is the intent to destroy my soul or to entertain me enough for the whole time?  Metropolis might work on both counts.  I saw the renovated version in the first year at the Phoenix, I think, and found it amazing and confusing, so there'd probably be enough to entertain me for quite a while, and drive me mad eventually.  Maybe a Tom and Jerry cartoon, though... :-)

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Okay - would anyone like five questions of my choosing?  Answers in comments.

 
 
Current Mood: chipper
 
 
twilightclarity
04 February 2008 @ 08:56 pm
Alisa moved into her new apartment in Manhattan at the weekend, and I joined her up there from Friday night until this morning.  It's a really cool location, about ten minutes from Battery Park, at the southern tip of the city, where there's a clear view of Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty, and about five minutes walk or so from the World Trade Center site.  We spent quite a bit of the weekend wandering around, exploring, and enjoying being in the heart of the city again.  

On Saturday night we went to see Carina Round at The Living Room.  Very good gig, just Carina and a cellist (on some numbers, not all), who was excellent.  New combination for me.  She played a cover of Donna Summer's "Hot Stuff", which Alisa and I ended up singing all day on Sunday, driving ourselves mad with it.  Really odd choice, but it worked well.  Very funny, very fun.  "Hot... hot.... hot.... stuuuuuuff...."  After the gig she hugged me when I went to say hello, and we chatted a little while before going off to Alisa's sister's housewarming party.  Watching extremely drunk people play Guitar Hero (III) is very funny too.  Not that I wasn't drunk myself.  Silly me.

Sunday was the Super Bowl, and my introduction to Football, American-style...  Can't say I got it that much, but I enjoyed the second half, as it got more exciting, and it was great to see and hear New York celebrating their win from Alisa's apartment window.  Huge celebrations - like being in Paris during the World Cup Final when France played Italy.  I still can't really get into sport on my own account, but I do enjoy the vibes from other people when they're not just being yobs about it.  

Altogether, a lovely weekend.  And so good to be back in a routine of seeing my woman.
 
 
Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Carina Round - January Heart
 
 
 
 

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