Friday, October 07, 2005
The story of Wilhelm Furtwangler is a fascinating study in how one might behave when placed in near-impossible situations - for example, what do you do if Hitler wants to be your mate? The author of this page's justifications for Furtwangler's actions - which at times amount to "he had the fingers of the other hand crossed behind his back" - occasionally stray into exculpation, it does raise questions about how best to conduct principled resistance. Is it better to leave your homeland when it starts behaving in a way that is both repugnant to you and utterly beyond your ability to change, or to stay and do what you can to make clear that you are not a part of the movements you despise? And can you do that while holding on to positions of state-sponsored prestige?

Also, the early-80s stylings of this album cover:



make it look like a Peter Gabriel LP, which is always good.

On antiquity, I for one am sorry to have missed this.

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Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Americans call them legos, and at present I have no evidence to confirm that this makes it an action either of real people or of the real world. Cultural imperialism versus capitalist brand eugenics - who to support?

Speaking of real people in the real world - Zod 2008. Loss of American life promised to be just as great as under the current administration, but less of the hugging guaranteed.

Save the hoodie. ""Lady Sovereign shall have her revenge on Bluewater" sounds like a straight steal from a Dragonlance novel, don't it?

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Stop Lying, Hornby, in which Nick Hornby is challenged to stop representing as universal trruths about human existence what are in fact the outcome of a failure to distinguish between the inside and the outside of that shining skull.

Stop lying, Hornby.

Really, Hornby, stop lying.

Please, Hornby. No more lies.

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Monday, October 03, 2005
Revolver, latest film from the fertile imagination of punchable mockney Guy Ritchie, is apparently two hours of coprolite cocktorture, without the laughs. So how come they managed to scrape up glowing endorsements for the poster? Lies, deceit and inviting milkbreathers to preview screenings.

Also often in need of a little gloss is the surface of your iPod, which seems to be made of the same material as is generally found covering chocolate coins. Happily, housewife's favourite Brasso has risen like a phoenix to the rescue. It seems that in this highly specific instance rubbing does help.

Brasso is made by Reckit Benckiser, who also accidentally created a cult with the sheer awfulness of their adverts for Cillit Bang, and are now attempting to leverage the cult factor, in a horrifically groovy-vicar fashion, by having some poor starving intern at an ad agency somewhere keep this blog of their fictitious spokesmodel Barry Scott. So far so inept. Until said Barryblogger appears to have decided to drum up some trade by posting on the site of well-known Blogger Tom Coates. Some would say his sense of timing was somewhat off.

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