a dinosaur victrola listening to buck owens

I can distinctly recall being informed that all Creedence Clearwater Revival songs were references to the Vietnam War, years and years while listening to Looking Out My Back Door on the radio while visiting some friends in Reardon, Virginia. This already sounds like a bit of dialogue from The Big Lebowski or someone trying to pass an urban legend off as his own. I do not know if that association is the absolute truth but I remember it being quite a revelation to start to peer through the lyrics and suddenly understand that a lot of music is about drugs, protest, Nixon and Watergate-gate. Folk and protest music has sometimes, I think, gone underground, and I never really thought about it beforehand, but I suppose that the rap genre is the legal successor in some ways to the anti-war movement and all the artists who used their talent to weave an allegory that was more subtle. Rap is excused, of course, and can be more direct.

In between-time, there was Don Henley’s (the Eagles--there’s Big Lebowski) All She Wants To Do Is Dance that was apparently in protest to America’s 1984 counter-revolutionary support and occupation of Nicaragua about the hedonists CIA spooks stationed there who could not see the bigger political picture. Maybe that level of allegory and deference was too subtle, too polite, but good music always surpasses its immediate context.

long march or sky palace of first heaven

The Chinese space administration has initiated a very major technical and also visionary project--first as a sandbox to develop docking and maneuvering capabilities and on to grander things, of placing the first component of an unmanned space-station in orbit. I think some innovators really started to lose their edge for substance and symbol after the Space Race of the Cold War, and what with a lot of large scale science programmes being mothballed or decommissioned, this I think is a positive advancement. The people who realized Skylab had some back-handed congratulations for China, saying that China was making strides but they had accomplished the same thing back in the 1970s. China, the European Space Agency and others, however, are not just playing catch-up--by no means were the possibilities and avenues of exploration exhausted by the pioneering players. A lot of exciting things still are going in the cosmos and discoveries are being made, but it is important, I think, to be able to captivate people's imaginations with such a permanent presence and flagship enterprise--and not just with brute computing and tele-commuting.

tusken raiders

Seeing an endless succession of horror stories about metal-thievery--primarily through a distant lens to the States but there have been a few incidents in Germany and they are nothing new and novel, I am just left sad and anxious about the infrastructure and institutions destroyed, only to be replaced at a higher cost, and more for the artwork, public and private, at risk. Looking just down the street, I fear that our neighbourhood statuary would not last a minute before it was stripped down if transplanted elsewhere, desperate and listless. People must be pretty frightened if uprooting railroad tracks or melting-down sculptures seem like a productive occupation, and I hope that this sentiment does not spread.

Recycling for the most part has been institutionalized and adjudged its own reward, however, there are still creative avenues for mining mineral wealth: a few months ago, we watched a documentary about a waste-management concern in Germany that is treasure-hunting in vintage land-fills and extracting Wertstoff from old appliances, electronics, household trash, etc. that were thrown away decades ago before recycling was mandatory. I bet they are finding other artifacts more or less intact too. I can imagine that future archeologists might bemoan losing the chance to explore these junkyards and strata but sacrificing that sort of cultural archive is certainly better than losing the monuments and mementos, bronzes and plaques where one lives.

stempeluhr or casey jones

Much more frightening than facial recognition capabilities arising in social media networks that could tag one's likeness in that parallel, virtual universe, or even that it could project how one might look aged in the real world, or even cross over tagging in the very real world of omnipresent surveillance cameras--even scarier than the gimmicky, pervy scanners used at US airports and sporting arenas, offered as an alternative to an invasive pat-down (though a really sorry trade-off)--scariest yet are the biometric punch clocks that factories, fast-food restaurants and distribution centers are installing in the States to further terrorize and torment low-wage workers.  The above listed insults are bad enough in themselves, and probably have gone far to inure the public's attitude towards pervasive biometric systems.  Comfortable when they've managed to deflect affronts by their societal-outlets or the airports waive them through security, the average person does not think about having his or her minutes and productive clocked, having indelibly announced their arrival, departure and breaks (not to mention everything in between) by having their face photographed or fingerprint taken.  Of course, those workers do not get much of an opportunity to complain about this psychologically toxic control over their schedules, making tardiness inexcusable and any other excuse moot.  With labour unions defanged, hopefully there are still advocates for the working poor who would have businesses explore the ethical and human-impact of adopting such technology beforehand--pause to compare the costs of such a system (though like the x-ray scanners and electronic voting machines they are probably not very effectual) versus being a decent and motivating supervisor, since with high and enduring unemployment, each worker is expendable and there are thousands eager to advance from the ranks of the unemployed into his or her spot, whether or not they suffer such humilation, until or unless the workers revolt or are replaced by machines.