STRANDBEEST EVOLUTION 2017
Published on Jun 7, 2017
Published on Jun 7, 2017
I watched this last night. I really want to watch this again. Maybe when I have watched it again, I’ll want to comment on it. For instance what Cornel West had to say about USA would be something to think about. One theme was ‘Money is the root of all evil’. It seems to me ‘capitalism’ works like the game of ‘monopoly’. Too many people are getting desperate.
Monday, 13 August 2018
Panellists: Dr Cornel West, Scholar and Poet; Eric Abetz, Tasmanian Liberal Senator; Anne Aly, Labor Member for Cowan; Lindsay Shepherd, Free Speech Advocate; and Jeremy Bell, People’s Panellist.
Dr West argued people had to learn how to disagree well.
“On the one hand we defend yourselves and others who are concerned about the dialogue, the dignity of each voice,” he said.
“We must learn how to disagree and disagree in such a way that we can still have our humanity.
“Friendships are deeper than politics, love is always deeper than politics.
“If you haven’t discovered that, you don’t know what love is, but that’s another show.”
The ABC asks:
‘Do you believe that bigots should have the right to “offend, insult, humiliate or intimidate” others?’
The soft boiled eggs that Peter cooked for breakfast were perfect. I ate my warmed up crispy bread-roll with the egg, I also had some fresh strawberries with strawberry jam on one half of the bread-roll. And I took all my vitamins. We both also had a great cup of coffee for our breakfast.
At nine o’clock we started watching the Insiders’ program on ABC TV. The politics that were discussed upset me a great deal. I mean I should be used to this sort of political talk by now where everything gets blamed on labor. But somehow it got to me today more than usual. I just could not keep my cool. Maybe I should stop watching these interviews where no question gets answered properly and were outrages lies are repeated ad nauseam. Soon Peter handed me a bit of brandy to calm my upset stomach. This bit of brandy that I sipped very slowly, actually made me feel a whole lot better.
Later on for brunch we had baked camenbert cheese with some bread and a glass of red wine. We also had a bit of vanilla ice-cream with apple sauce. Luckily my stomach had settled sufficiently, and I could enjoy this excellent meal. I enjoyed it very much indeed!
I could not insert a picture in this post, but I try now to insert some pictures here:
In that application form I was asked when was the last time I had an operation. I could remember that I had a Carpel Tunnel Relief operation and that it was probably in November some years ago. But I could not remember which year it was. I remembered though that the day after the operation we had had a break-in and that I had written something about it in one of my blogs. So I searched for the blog and voila, I found it here:
Thursday, 21st November 2013, was the day after my operation. We were out for ninety minutes. When we arrived back home we soon noticed that our place had been burgled. . . . . .
In my blog from the 25th of November 2013 I did not write about a lot of details regarding the burglary. However, I found in the some of the comment sections a bit more about what had happened, and I copy it here:
I wrote this post nearly two years ago and mentioned that we wanted to visit the Prince Henry Hospital Nursing and Medical Museum. Last Sunday, the 5th of August, we finally were able to visit the Museum. We went there with Monika and Mark. We were very interested to talk to the two volunteers at the museum. When these two women had been very young nursing sisters they actually looked after our daughter Gaby who had been in Prince Henry Hospital’s Respiratory Unit after she had contracted polio.
So, today is already the last day of the month. It was a pretty hectic month for this 82 year old. Two years ago we celebrated my 80th birthday.
This morning Peter discovered a flower on our ‘butterfly’ bush in front of the window. We call this little tree ‘butterfly’ tree because its leaves look like butterflies.
When we were in Sydney two weeks ago we wanted to visit this museum but found out it opens only on Sundays. We were there on a Tuesday. So we have to go back there some other time. During this month we were in Sydney three times. Once we stayed overnight there for two nights. We stayed in a loft apartment, that meant to the…
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We watched this movie yesterday. Peter and I, we both thought it was a good one. I read the plot in Wikipedia and it says beautifully in a condensed way everything about the theme of the movie. I copy here the plot the way I found it in Wikipedia:
“Louis Waters is a widower. One evening he is visited by Addie, a widow who lives next door. She invites him to sometimes sleep over – platonically – talking in bed to combat loneliness. They try it out, and like it. The community finds out, but assume it’s a sexual relationship. After Louis’ coffee shop friends make a joke, Louis walks out mad. Addie’s friend Ruth asks her a few questions. To stop the gossip, the two have Sunday lunch together at a restaurant.
Addie’s son Gene dumps his seven year old child Jamie with her. Louis helps her care for him, sets up his train set and gets Jamie a dog. The boy even sleeps with the elderly couple in a real family setting. After Gene learns of the relationship, he takes Jamie back even though his wife has left him. Louis and Addie go on a trip and get around to having sex.
Addie falls down and ends up in the hospital. Her son wants her to move in with him and Jamie. She decides that family must come first and the couple spend their last night together. Both she and Louis are back to sleeping alone. So Louis sends her the train set and a cell-phone. After getting into bed, she calls him and they start talking as old friends. And the movie ends.”
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Personally I do like movies that deal with relationships among people, be it romantic relationships or family relationships or important friendships. There is some of all of this in this slow moving movie.
I guess there are all sorts of ways to combat loneliness in old age. It seems to me we are bound to feel lonely without some significant personal contacts.