Interest rates are exploding, the climate emergency is in full swing but the breakfast radio here in #BrokenHill has locked onto the "Massive tax increases coming for #beer". Apparently it's the end of an era and society may actually collapse.
My partner took me out to see an Australian singer, Kasey Chambers, tonight. I wasn't sure it was really my type of thing.
The audience was pretty loud and rough which surprised me Kasey highlighted one big bearded chap who she noticed singing along to, "I'm not pretty enough". Just beautiful, that broke the ice.
Later in the evening all her kids came on stage and sang along which was charming. She talked about growing up living out the back of a car in the Nullarbor. Her Dad was a professional fox hunter. Foxes in Australia kill native wildlife so it was a thing back in the day. Everyone else in the audience seemed to know the songs word for word. Not me though, but I was bobbing my head real folksy like by the end.
If you're an independent academic (there are dozens of us, dozens!) or a student, or just believe that research and knowledge shouldn't be behind paywalls, Sci-Hub has updated their domains. #academicchatter
Travelling back to Broken Hill is such a production. Planes, trains & automobiles. Three or was it four days since leaving the Gold Coast...
We just finished the final 8 hour leg. A drive across this oversized out-of-scale cowpat country. The desert is blooming still but fringed with red dust ringing the horizon. Ready for the incoming dry.
There’s a big noisy picket outsode the hospital, and every time an ambulance passes they honk like mad and get a huge cheer from the pickets. Its glorious. If we all went on strike demanding a general election, we would be rid of this shower of failures in government in no time. #nurses #Strike
I found a coffee table book all about the history of Cambridge Footlights. After 20 minutes of leafing through it I, with difficulty, I put it back on the shelf. Now I am regretting it. #books #footlights #MiriamMargoyles
Just reading "Voyaging Under Sail" where Hiscock mentions 'Macpherson's Voyages' I wonder where I can find a copy? Apparently AGH McPherson did not even begin sailing until he was into his 60's. This gives me hope. #books #sailing
A 1723 nautical chart of the ‘Islands of Orkney’, by Capt Greenville Collins, a Royal Navy officer and prominent hydrographer, who was commissioned by King Charles II in 1676 and appointed by Samuel Pepys (then Secretary to the Admiralty) to chart the coasts of Great Britain. The resulting atlas — Great Britain's Coasting Pilot — was the first original sea atlas to be produced by an Englishman.
@Ruben Bon voyage! I do not know precisely how we got from "You have a big day's travel tomorrow, and I have a 6am start at work, so…" to "Blimey! It's past midnight!". I know roughly, in fact very roughly, but not precisely.
Not much later that same morning I fell out of bed to go to work and found, upon looking in the bathroom mirror, that in the very few intervening hours somebody had broken into my flat and replaced my face with a plate of congealed mashed potato.
Subsequently I did not distinguish myself with my efforts at work, to the extent that the boss felt that he ought to step in and help. He's a lovely fellow, but I do wish he wouldn't help, as it makes everything so much more difficult. The trouble is that when he thinks he's helping his his little eyes light up, and one hasn't the heart to tell him to go away and play somewhere else. Managers can be such a handful.
I'm glad to work in such a diverse community of people of many devout and abstemious faiths that when I am even more bumbling and slow-witted than usual, nobody stops to wonder whether I may have turned up to work drunk. Today is far from the first time that this has worked to my advantage.
If my journey to #Brisbane yesterday was a musical interlude it would be composed as a baroque fugue with the recursive theme 'headache' by Phillip Glass.
On arrival I met up with my daughter and her boyfriend at Vault Games. We played Muffin Time which helped me become more human. Then we walked over to the Southbank and met up with R&H's extended family for dinner. Social interactions notwithstanding it was lovely to see them all.
Today though... today is a rest day. I'm too old for this shit. I wish I had my bicycle with me I'd just pedal off to tour my favourite city.
@Matthew Davidson despite the overlong sentences and my frequent confusion at concepts discussed I quite enjoy Bits About Money. This is your cue to tell me you've already read everything he has written and summarily dismiss it all as a hokum. #bam #BitsAboutMoney
This is *not* the way scientific papers typically begin: _________________________
We are running out of time. Ecosystems across the planet are being destroyed at an accelerating rate. The life sciences – once a field dedicated to the study of living systems and our interactions with them – are increasingly becoming sciences of the dead. Up to one million species are currently threatened with extinction, many of them within decades. _________________________
It's a very good sign, however, an indication that at least some scientists are now ready to speak boldly and unequivocally about the greatest emergency our species has ever faced.
Astonishingly hot today. Our evaporative cooler has no water run-off despite running the water at full blast. It's evaporating as fast as it flows. Keeping the house below 35° whilst it veers well into the ++40°s outside. #BrokenHill #ItsADryHeat
It's interesting that the mainstream Australian Nine News (just for eaxmple) makes no mention of Abdi's country of origin. I know would if he had been the perpetrator.
It seems asinine but obvious that Australia's love of law & punishment is a result of the brutal colonial history. I'm glad Abdi has been noticed in a postive light by the Graunid at least. He deserves our respect, what a legend.
I recognise about half the names. Basically Clintonite/Blairite people. Socially progressive but economically conservative. The latter attribute reduces the former to performative handwringing and pearlclutching.
Krugman is the paradigmatic specimen of the breed: he's an affable well-intentioned guy, but willfully economically illiterate. He's the medieval scholar in an age that demands enlightenment, with a fetishistic preference for the axioms of his mid-20th-century neoclassical Econ101 textbooks over reality, and a social climber's desperation to stress that he's on first name terms with creepy Kissengerian high-flyers like "fucking ghoul" Larry Summers (Cory Doctorow's rather generous description, not mine: https://pluralistic.net/tag/larry-summers-is-a-fucking-ghoul/).
Science advances one funeral at a time, and these people are frighteningly young.
Thanks for clearing that up. It would appear progress is a twisting road and these people are some of the lumps and potholes? At the risk of murdering my own analogy, progress needs a helicopter. Know any pilots?
Excellent piece by Sarah Curnow (who I don't think is on Mastodon), quoting Vanessa Teague from ANU's College of Computing, Engineering and Cybernetics, and Thinking Security, that explores the gaping holes in #MyGovAU and how identities can be forged across interconnected systems without validation.