MY AMERICAN

SISTER

gave us a copy of  ‘Moana’. Very enjoyable and will become much loved but I admit that I still prefer ‘Frozen’.

Moana is based loosely around the Polynesian skills in navigation. (At school in NZ when I was a lad the fashionable paradigm was ‘hit and miss’ coupled with oodles of luck and  starvation arrivals. Sometimes.)

BUT AS I’VE

matured my current thoughts are that ‘civilisation’ has been cyclic, literally coming and going. We seem to have been high achievers and then knocked back to the stone age more than once. But as eyebrow raising as the thought may be nobody can deny that the ‘stone-age savages’ were brilliant navigators. Blown at random from island to island? Yeah … sure. Oink.

MY CURRENT HEROES

include deluded cranks like Graham Hancock, Robert Schoch, Bauval, West and others. Guys who think outside the bottle and dare to raise questions.

So right now I’m ploughing through Hapgood’s ‘Maps of the Ancient Sea Kings’ (some of which I understand). A brief clue here, one German scientist* gave it a glowing write up which my own el cheapo copy doesn’t have in it. Bugger.)

IF YOU READ ME

at all you’ll know my opinion of ‘science’ and education. Don’t get me wrong, science can revive corpses and stuff; education can create scientists and all combine to give us ‘thought’. But again I state that too often yesterday’s fact is today’s hilarious giggle.

But don’t ever misquote me: I am NOT an ‘ancient astronaut’ nutter. (Loopy, yes, but that far outside the square, not.)

HERE, HAVE A

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nice book that I’m also currently re-reading.

I bought my own copy from an old bookshop in a back street in Aberdeen (the one shown is from a Google) and guess what? Yup~!

I found the reference I was looking for, about a wee bird of the Amazon, and shall soon be posting a screenshot of the page and my reasons for wanting it.

 

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AND NOW TODAY’S SNIPPET

it is clear that in the 13th century, Tahitians used sophisticated navigational skills to travel the 2,500-mile distance and settle the Hawaiian Islands. Archaeological and linguistic evidence shows that navigators from Tahiti’s neighbor islands the Marquesas had settled the islands even earlier. Skepticism over the validity of those navigational methods has long muddied the waters. A most notable naysayer was ethnologist Thor Heyerdahl whose 1947 Kon Tiki raft expedition advanced the drift idea that colonization occurred only as vessels simply traveled on the tides. But the 1976 voyage of the Hōkūleʻa—guided by Micronesian navigator Pius “Mau” Piailug—resolved the debate. Piailug demonstrated his profound skill for reading the night sky and the ocean swells and safely guided the massive ocean-going canoe from Hawaii to Tahiti.

Read more:  CLICK HERE 

And as wonderful as ol’ Thor was, perhaps he goofed. (The bugger should’ve read Hapgood), Now get thee to the ref and have a read.

And then go watch Moana, if only to see how a foxy wee minx can kick godly butt.

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* A guy who played around with atoms and things (name of Einstein).

 

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A BIT SCRATCHY,

pcARE WE?

So we should be.

We are the single most sensitive and misunderstood wee souls in the entire universe.

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Awww, don’t fret, Diddums, we love you …

IN THE MEANTIME FOR THOSE

with an analytical bent and no first hand experience here’s your quote from the objective BBC —

What’s behind New Zealand’s shocking youth suicide rate?

By Andreas Illmer

Think of New Zealand and what likely comes to mind is beautiful nature – fjords, mountains and magnificent landscapes, vast, empty and endless.

But for years already, the country has been struggling with another form of isolation – depression and suicide.

A new report by Unicef contains a shocking statistic – New Zealand has by far the highest youth suicide rate in the developed world. A shock but no surprise – it’s not the first time the country tops that table …

For myself I’m nether shocked nor surprised. Ho hum (yawn, too). But you’d have to live here to understand.

FOR MYSELF

I came up through our world-beating Kiwi ‘education’ system. (We weren’t taught to think but boy, could we ever play rugby!)

It took me decades to break free of the conditioning. I had to teach myself—my dear ol’ Dad often in despair because I perpetually had my snout in a book.

At school I was roundly hated for answering questions that smug teachers would pose to

(a) shut us up and/or

(b) demonstrate their superiority.

THE JAPANESE

have a saying to the effect that the nail that sticks up should be hammered down—kiwis take it to heart in spades. So I became a quiet ‘loner’.

Lonely? No way—I revelled in it. Scrooge enjoyed darkness because it was cheap, I enjoyed solitude because of the company* .

NEVER FOR A MOMENT

did I ever contemplate killing myself. My world was angles, blocks, colours, rhyme, distances, history and endless unanswered questions.

Life itself was a challenge and I quickly burned through the religious hoo-flung we were fed—I quietly drew cartoons in Bible class and no-one said a word so long as I stayed quiet. I stayed quiet so long as no indoctrinated idiot challenged me.

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Built the lot out of nothing, I did.  Dad did.  We did … bugger …

Long before coming across Aristotle I’d learned to see through contradictions for myself. Powerful stuff.

SO WHY

does ol’ God allow kiwi kids to pop themselves off all over the place?

OR COULD IT BE

that kiwi kids are simply a bunch of over-indulged Snowflakes these days, and God just doesn’t come into it?

I’VE MENTIONED THIS

one before, that once asked at a gathering ‘how to raise the self-esteem of a kid’ my response was ‘Set that kid a difficult task, as tough as you can make but within his reach’ … stunned silence.

dodo Now please don’t ask me how to lower our world-beating suicide statistic.

It can be done. It could be done—but I predict with one hundred percent confidence that it won’t be done.

So we shall continue to be ‘world beaters’ in that field too, boom boom!

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* Some of the greatest minds that ever lived.

 

 

THIS STINKS

pc and is every bit—though few will agree with, or even recognise my point—as bad as what it purportedly opposes:

Nazi Grandma,’ 88, Convicted of Holocaust Denial in Germany

Why?

Why would a humanist like moi cast aspersions upon the brain dead morality-deprived wannabe dogooders ani* of Germany?

AT THE RISK

of insulting such few readers as I have—

THINK ABOUT IT

—and if you can’t see any contradictions between ‘Free Speech’ and shutting people up for speaking …

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Weeelll, I have this wonderful bridge for sale—only slightly used, in Sydney Harbour. Free for removal, in fact … just stick a few bucks in my Swiss accounts and it’s all yours.

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, Little Virginia?”

“Was that sarcasm, Sir?”

“Not this time Cutie. That was bitterness. But don’t fret—just study form, then off you go and vote.”

“… for Freedom, Truth, Justice and Free Speech, Sir?”

“You got it, Kid …”

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* It’s the plural of ‘anus’. (For you Americans it translates as ‘assholes’…)

 

TIME TO DRAW

attention to

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POLITICS

again. Everything is politics

MY BLOGS

have a couple of ‘Pages’ attached.

One of them, (in a form anyone can read) is written more or less as child-lit. Kid-lit, call it what you will. I first drafted it before the great J K Rowling hit the shelves so although you may find similarities there’s no plagiarism involved. She made a bundle, I flubbed, but that’s the way of it and I won’t (can’t~!) complain. Dammit …

IN MY ‘TABITHA

tale I encapsulated a lifetime’s observations with a few bits of cynical thought. But the premises are valid and I challenge anyone to dispute them:

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—and for anyone not au fait with the British way of English, Swindleham isn’t pronounced “Swindle Ham”.  It’s actually “Swindle ’em” …

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ME, ME, MEEEEE …pc

I’ve posted in the past about how once at a meeting a young lady (school teacher type) asked “How can I boost the self esteem of a child?”.  (A bothersome boy, if I remember correctly.)

My own response differed from the majority of the others, which surprisingly in that company were too much like the quote below; but more of my view after you’ve had a wee beak at this driv   lot—

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… The US-based National Association of School Psychologists published a much-cited paper on how parents and schools can boost self-esteem in children: ‘Adults must listen carefully to the child without interrupting, and should not tell the child how to feel.’ Meanwhile, the charity Family Lives tells parents ‘not to label, criticise or blame your child, as this would give them negative messages which… can have a detrimental impact on their emotional wellbeing later on in life’ …”

source:  CLICK HERE 

I said then and I say it again now, that the best way to artificially boost anyone’s self-esteem is to set them a really challenging task … and let them overcome the challenge themselves.

TrolletteYour problem is tuning the task to the victi  person. Too easy and you blow it, too tough and you shoot everyone in the foot. Stretch the little bugger and once he, she, or it achieves the solution … oh, wow! Boom boom!

SO, THEN, 

how should we treat our poor little Snowflakes, hmmm? Are we allowed to stretch them? Can they be stretched—or do they drown you in tears?

Don’t ask me, I’m just a dum’ dog … go ask an educator (but I warn you now: you’d better have good control of your gagging reflex).

 

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HEY YOU—

SNOWFLAKE! pc

And your ‘educators’ …

WHILST RABBITING

through some old newspaper cuttings this afternoon I happened across an article from the ‘New Zealand Herald’ dated March 1988.

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“Personal self-esteem is the starting point for a healthy community,” the race relations conciliator, Mr Walter Hirsh, said … 

“The most important thing our schools can give our children is not an A bursary or five A grades in School Certificate, but an A in self-esteem …”

I DISAGREE

and posit that the most important thing schools can give children is an education. The last thing schools should give a child is a qualification. Qualifications should be earned, not given (such freebies are worth only the price paid).

AND

nobody can ‘give’ self-esteem. Genuine self-esteem is a byproduct of accomplishment, and such self-esteem comes from the overcoming of challenge on an individual level.

FOR MYSELF

I would hate to see (say) mathematics classes lose place to ‘self-esteem’ classes wherein the students sit in circles patting each other, for certificates.

But I suspect that this is what has given birth to the

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generation. I could be wrong and await rebuttal.

Snowflake~?


The term has undergone a curious journey to become the most combustible insult of 2016. It emerged a few years ago on American campuses as a means of criticising the hypersensitivity of a younger generation, where it was tangled up in the debate over safe spaces and no platforming. A much-memed line from Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club expresses a very early version of the sentiment in 1996: “You are not special. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same organic and decaying matter as everyone else.”

to read more:  CLICK HERE (and beware of naughty words)


 

Post Script:

Before posting, I happened across this erudite definition—

 

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—make of it what you may.

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SATORI~!

that moment of enlightenment, the breakthrough. It comes suddenly, and often when least expected.

buitre162I JUST HAD

a mini-satori.

Almost ashamed to admit in mixed company that I am a (SFX: insert a ‘Hoooooickkkkk … SPIT~!’ here please) damned Conspiracy Theorist (CT) because of their use of the term ‘reptilian’ … but first, here’s a wee image for you—

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—one that denigrates my cause rather than enhances. Fanciful? Read on …

It illustrates one of the reasons I detest being typecast. I am an individual and dislike being lumped in with the other nutters (one of the symptoms of other nuttery being their usage of the word ‘reptilian’) (see image, above).

I find it hard to believe that citizens of the planet Zork (why are they always given names like Zork?) are here with snakey visages concealed behind peel-off faces.

THEN IN A MOMENT

of Dog-given rapture I had a Satori—the entire universe went ‘CLICK!’ (or was it clunk? Squelch?) and high-school botany sprang to mind.

I WAS TAUGHT

that our human brain comprises of all sorts of lobes, synapses, sub brains and various wriggly bits. All good clean fun … and we have primarily the mammalian brain that makes us what we are (civilised? Oops) and (you’ll love this!) a more ancient ‘reptilian’ brain.

Well now.

And the reptilian brain is a lot more primitive, being unconcerned with such niceties as sharing and compassion. Apparently the reptile thinks only of self—and is totally focussed on that.

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Anyone we know?

So I can say with a clear conscience that effectively all politicians and religious leaders are Reptilians. No need for peel-off faces with snakey good looks beneath—and it all comes together nicely. Took me a long time, I must be getting old …

cerberus-2Now go look up the derivation and meaning of the word ‘persona’ … I shan’t wait. (I have a skin to shed …)