One of me tunes.
This is the clock from the Monotony calling album
And also on CD baby Itunes.
Talking of “with malice aforethought” then …
“Conservative MP Guto Bebb has allegedly accused a local constituent of“talking out of his arsehole” in a reply to a letter challenging him on his voting record.
A constituent in Bebb’s constituency, Aberconwy, wrote to the Tory MP to question Theresa May’s decision to offer the DUP a £1bn bung, as well as Bebb’s position on scrapping the public sector pay cap.”
Well worth a read.
One thing that strikes me though is often we look for the hidden when there is nothing but incompetence or petty malice.
I worked in the civil service and on occasion my colleagues were somewhat judgemental and applied their own interpretation of the rules. I suspect that whilst a lot of bad stuff happens it is as much due to personal prejudices and ignorance as to a deliberate policy. This plus a measure of incompetence.
Sometimes the enemy is hidden right in front of you.
Sometimes when you’re standing on the sidelines, watching the next great who ever to stun you with amazing artistry and it turns out to be not quite what you were expecting. You tend to think about all the effort you have put over the years, trying to get off the starting line and still the penny does not drop. How good you are at your particular “Carrière ou compétence” there is always someone that just wins by starting 10 yards from the finishing line. Well I am about a mile from the finish line still, and I have run this race many times usually being thwarted by injury or technical misadminer.
Why then don’t I just thrown in the towel, possibly because it’s the only thing I have left? Get rid of that one last glimmer of hope and I don’t know what I would do. Its a form of self delusion no doubt.
Amazon and the things you find there.
I saw Clockwork Orange when it first came out. We went to see it as part of our English classes in Jan 1972 ish. I must have been about 15 years old. Curiously at the old Granada (now converted to flats of course) at Clapham Junction.
Very prescient thinking really thinking back. Its another one of those films that was not intended as a motivational booster to proto-violent youth cultures, but it did end up doing that job.
So much so that (and I am citing wikipedia here so it may not be 100% correct):
“The film was withdrawn from British release in 1973 by Warner Brothers at the request of Kubrick. In response to allegations that the film was responsible for copycat violence Kubrick stated: “To try and fasten any responsibility on art as the cause of life seems to me to put the case the wrong way around. Art consists of reshaping life, but it does not create life, nor cause life. Furthermore, to attribute powerful suggestive qualities to a film is at odds with the scientifically accepted view that, even after deep hypnosis in a posthypnotic state, people cannot be made to do things which are at odds with their natures”
I tried watching it again recently but only got through the first 20 minutes, so far but I have decided to watch the whole thing.
The Wendy Carlos sound track still sounds pretty good though.