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Grid Girls

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I’VE BEEN WATCHING WITH GREAT AMUSEMENT the farce surrounding the President’s Club dinner party in London and the decision by Formula One race organisers to stop having those pit-stop “Grid Girls” at motor races. It was claimed that at the private party (attended mainly by rich people and celebrities) a number of young women were hired as “dolly birds” to serve drinks and look pretty. They received a job description from an agency, signed up for it and were paid for it. Then the Financial Times did a “sting” and sent an undercover journalist to show how “sexist” it all was with some girls having hands put on them, etc. (When are journalists ever going to do REAL stings by exposing big corruption in politics, industry, the military, the church, etc., instead of going undercover at a party to see if a man’s hand goes on a girl’s ass. There is no real investigative journalism anymore; only the pretend made-up journalism of the film, “The Post”!). Sounds like a normal private party for rich people with pseudo-Bunny Girls in attendance. Many of those girls sign up deliberately to try and bag a rich guy so they can bask in his glory, gold-dig his wallet and sit in his Bentley afterwards. I read that a number of the girls went back to hotel rooms with the guys. Of course they did. It all goes with the territory. Not shocking at all. It was pretty obvious from the job description what was involved. They were asked to wear “black sexy shoes and black underwear”. Now there’s your red flag right there. If a girl doesn’t like the look of it, then don’t do it! Or don’t do it again. Or walk out during the party if you’re that upset. Ah, but then you wouldn’t get your £130!

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Fake News. Fake Films. Fake World

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A comparison of truth with 3 new movies

Fake Films

THE EXPRESSION, “FAKE NEWS”, has been a headline stealer in recent months. Let’s face it, is there any news which isn’t fake — fake in many senses? For example, fake in the actual content, fake in the way that it’s reported, fake in the propaganda bias behind it, fake in terms of the reduction of serious matters to a mere soundbite. Most of the mainstream media outlets are owned by a very few conglomerates which are controlled by the power-elite. Anyone who does not realise that today is living in Cloud Cuckoo Land — a realm which has a larger population than most of the countries you could name put together! 😊 So, the fact that most mainstream media news is based on fakery should not be a surprise. Even many who know these things still sit gawping at their televisions and newspapers (especially today, on Sunday, when fake papers come fat!).

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The Three Stooges

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The Three Stooges

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NewAgeSpeak

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Today’s doodle. I’m feeling playful. Enjoy 😊

NewAgeSpeak

© Alan Morrison, 2018

Three Kings who were not Kings

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They were not Kings

THERE IS A LOT OF TALK ABOUT “THREE KINGS” TODAY, in some countries more than others. In any case, I’m sure you know the Christmas carol, “We Three Kings of Orient Are”. The claim is that three kings brought presents to Jesus the Christ after he was born. Well, firstly, there is no mention of “Kings” visiting the Christ in the bible. There IS, however, mention of “Magi from the East” visiting him. Those were not kings at all but were spiritual leaders from Babylonia. Magi was the name given by the Babylonians, Medes and Persians to the priests and astrologers who were the religious leaders of those peoples. Also, there is no mention that there were only three of them. Certainly, three gifts were mentioned, but there could have been more than three in the entourage. The account in the bible does not mention that there were specifically three magi. The idea of three goes back to a 12th century tradition. It just shows how myths develop over the years. But what does the bible show about them?

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The “Other” Strauss: Music for a New Year’s Day

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ON WHAT HAS COME TO BE CALLED “NEW YEAR’S DAY”, it is traditional in Europe to listen to concerts of Viennese polkas and waltzes, mainly by Johann Strauss II (1825 – 1899). What many do not know is that at that time there was another Strauss in Vienna called Richard (pronounced Rickard, 1864 – 1949). Richard Strauss did admire Johann Strauss’s waltzes, but Richard’s music was in another dimension altogether — a heavenly one. Frankly, I would much rather listen to Richard’s music than Johann’s. I don’t mind the occasional waltz; but a whole concert of them, with encores? Nein danke! Waltzes don’t really go anywhere. They are for emotional dilettantes. One can never get to the real marrow of life (or death) in ¾ time. 😊

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New Year Alone (but Never Lonely)

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PEOPLE ARE SAYING TO ME: “What are you doing on New Year’s Eve?” I say: “Nothing in particular”. They reply: “But aren’t you going anywhere?” When I say: “Nope”, they say: “What? You’re going to be on your own?” (accompanied by a 😥) When I say “Absolutely!” they say: “Oh, that’s terrible!” To which I say: “Actually, it’s fine. The year started really at the Winter Solstice. I was on my own then too. I’m on my own every night. This is who I am: A man on his own. A monk. I’ll be writing. That’s my greatest love”. Then I, far from the madding crowd, will hear the fireworks in the distance and it will sound like war (for war is coming). And I will be glad to be alone… but never lonely. Maybe some will say that I’m a classic introvert. I’m neither an introvert nor an extrovert (I can perform on a big stage without nerves  ). I just don’t need an excuse for a booze-up (don’t drink alcohol). I’m not attracted to Vanity Fair (i.e. not entertained by crowd/herd mentality). I love people (but not P-E-O-P-L-E!). I prefer nature to parties-with-a-vengeance (I don’t mind hanging out with good folks). I tend to celebrate beautiful sacred things rather than humanly-invented mass-market junkets. I’m world-weary and would rather shed a quiet poignant tear alone than laugh like a drain in noisy company. These days, quietude and gentleness are far more appealing than brashness and prattle. I would far rather be pioneering newness and imaginative adventure than falling in line with mass madness. I’ve seen too much and gone way too far into the outlands to return. I am a vagrant on the hinterland of time. I won’t object if anyone wants to join me there. So, see you!  ❤

 

© Alan Morrison, 2017