Monthly Archives: March 2004

The land speaks

Today is the 200th anniversary of the US government giving Native Americans notice that they were no longer permitted to live East of the Mississipi. Along those lines, tomorrow is the 190th anniversary of Massacre of Tohopeka, in which Andrew Jackson and his men killed hundreds of Cree. To count them, they cut off their noses, making a pile of almost six hundred, and brought back grisly souveniers — the skins of the natives, cut off like animals, to later be tanned as decorations.

This is what it looks like outside my apartment right now. There's a lot of fog. I've included two photos so you can see how kooky it is.

Of course, Saturday is Rachel's day if we're playing the anniversary game, with Saturday being the 72nd anniversary of Amelia Earhart's solo flight across the Atlantic (the first for a woman). As you probably know, as much as people like to think she flew off to a tropical love island, she was later killed by her drunk male navigator. Earheart's death is only a small part in a giant “conspiracy” to keep women from flying. After all, women test pilots and women astronauts have consistently outperformed their male counterparts from day one — so much so that NASA had to quietly scrap their female astronaut program, since they would have ended up with an all-woman moon program.

I wonder how different a place the world would be if NASA had allowed those women to — without any men involved — land on the moon and be humanity's first extra-terrestrial ambassadors? What message would it send to the people of the world (and the people of the United States)?


Other than that, I wonder if it's Condoleeza Rice that's going to take the fall for 9/11 (more). It's kind of looking that way… I wonder, in the dirty game of politics, do you throw a black woman to the wolves in a situation like this, or do you protect the few black women insane enough to become Republicans at all costs?

Other than that, I find it highly amusing that the US is saying that it can stay in Iraq as long as it wants (past the formal occupation conclusion on June 30) becuase it already has a UN resolution to do so (more)! So the June 30, 2004 date has at least been pushed back to December 31, 2005 I suppose. This game they play with the UN is really quite funny…

Another dumb fuck

This hate-filled article is about Ella and Julien, both wonderful people who many of you know. Here's a copy of the letter to the editor that I sent:


To: letters@thegazette.canwest.com
From: Shannon Larratt
Subject: Re: “Lashings of Love” (March 25, 2004)
Cc: bbrownst@thegazette.canwest.com

Dear Editor,

Bill Brownstein disgusts me. Congratulations for having hired one of the more closed-minded writers in this country. He may be ashamed that Ella and Julien live in Montreal because they have fit and attractive decorated bodies — but I am equally ashamed that he lives in Canada (and it has nothing to do with his unattractive old man body or his bizarre face-width fish grin).

Whatever happened to Pierre Trudeau's Canada where what we did in our bedrooms was our right to enjoy as we see fit?

When I go to Montreal I'm proud to be in a city that's got a rich and diverse culture with people living in a myriad of different ways and expressing themselves in a radiant tapestry that makes Canada the wonderful place it is. As a people, most of us understand that it's important that we foster these arts, rather than just discarding them as “mutilation”. It's sad that Bill Brownstein doesn't think much of these Canadian values, and it's even sadder than a reputable newspaper would print his hatred.

Canada isn't about old men's onanism over “mud rasslin'” and the “Victoria's Secret catalogue” that Brownstein opines for. Canada is about a wide mix of people helping each other to create a great country that all individuals are able to be themselves in, without fear of being attacked for simply saying “hey, this is me, and this makes me happy”.

Shannon Larratt
BMEZINE.COM

Old pictures

I found some cool old pictures of my brother, looking for some to show to someone who sent in a photo of their armwrestling fan tattoo — I thought they'd get a kick out of my brother being a world champion in it…

Pretty impressive!

Business and Democracy

I don't know how many of you have been following the EU rulings on Microsoft's allegedly monopolistic business practices. I didn't really understand the concept of “anti-trust” (basically where the government allows an open market, but then steps in to “penalize” to stop monopolies from happening), so I've been doing some reading on it.

One of the things that it's based on is the evidence that you need at least ten solid companies in a given market in order to ensure enough competition to keep the economy favouring the consumer — with less than ten companies, you fairly quickly have one company (or a small number of companies) gain dominance, and then enough market share to snowball into a monopoly… and when that happens, the consumer is the disadvantaged party, as they no longer have an influence on pricing, options, and so on (the monopoly or pseudo-monopoly holds it).

OK, that's pretty obvious and I assume it makes sense to everyone.

Now apply it to democracy.

When you have two or three political parties, when you think about them as “businesses” who “sell” ideas to the voters (their consumers in effect), you realize something scary. Over the past few hundred years, we've come up with some solid and workable models of democracy, but then watched them devolve into pseudo-monopolies which are fundamentally unable to offer competition, “difference” in belief, or service to the consumer/voter.

To be clear — because we've allowed it to degrade into a monopoly or pseudo-monopoly (where there are choices, but they're tightly clustered, and the majority of power players are overlapping — politics in virtually every Western nation), it doesn't work any more… Well, government works for government, I suppose… but government does not work for the people under the model of democracy we've allowed to happen.

Of course, Italians may disagree with me.


PS. Just as a general reminder, if you spam on IAM (posting promotions for various things in unrelated forums, mass-broadcasting ads or promotions via IM, or even just posting entry after entry to stay on the front page), you will get blocked and/or removed from those functions/forums (or IAM).

Painting

…since she's been wanting to know what the work in progress is. It looks a lot worse in real life. I may be able to save it, I don't know.

"six-four, blue eyes, doesn't drink, tells the truth…"

I've been thinking a bit about heroes this morning, partially on account of having watched part of 1978's Superman again. The trend in modern films is of course the anti-hero, so instead of watching stories about good versus evil, we watch stories about different factions of evil battling for control of hell — aptly echoed in modern American politics in this upcoming election. I almost think that modern story telling and modern politics deserve each other (and maybe created each other).

The scene in Superman when Jonathan Kent dies always makes me sad… Maybe I'm crazy or behind the times, but I really believe in working hard, doing the right thing, and helping others. Why do so few people seem to believe in truth, justice, and the American* way? The idea has almost become farcical — you'd have to be some kind of “silly idealist” to behave like that (or even a “hippy” or whatever derisive term is in vogue)… Of course, Superman was always painted as a nerdy Dudley-Do-Right type character, so maybe I'm just blabbing about nothing.

In any case, when I'm watching a movie or otherwise being told a piece of mythology, I want to look up to my heroes — I don't want to relate to them or identify with them, or think they're “cool” because they're bad-ass in some way. I want them to represent goodness. I want them to be good. That's the whole point, at least from my point of view — the purpose of storytelling should be to guide humanity to goodness, not just carnal entertainment (not that there's not space for a little lust — the Bible's got tons of sex in it of course).

In my own weird way, I suppose that's why I've kept slogging at BME the way I do instead of running it like a “real business” like I probably should… because I believe that body modification can help people find that good in their lives and I feel I have a duty to help on account of having been at the right time at the right place to start the site (and having been helped by it myself).

“0 truant muse, what shall be thy
amends for thy neglect of truth
in beauty dy'd?”

The sad thing is that if you look at the mythologies of dying cultures — examine the artwork and literature of the Roman empire (given the technology of the time, a far more successful empire politically than what we have now), you see the same trends and themes playing out… Basically for most of human history storytelling has been about “goodness” — but when societies collapse and become corrupt and disillusioned, they start churning out artwork that upholds depravity as worthy of great tales — perhaps an attempt to justify the decay in the society itself. The Nazis were right to point out the dangers in degenerate art, but I'm not entirely convinced they understood the issues either since their own end product was fundamentally unsustainable.

What people don't “get” is that “goodness” comes from inside people, a single person at a time — it's why American Transcendentalism was such a pure and beautiful movement. Goodness not an artificial construct or an “addition” to truth. “Evil” is a mistake, a lie. “Good” is the natural state. So why so much evil? Maybe it's as simple as original sin. Humans are fucked up, but luckily we're smart enough to overcome that. Why do human babies cry so much more than puppies wimper? Because humans have designed a life of misery, and it takes babies a few years to build up the tolerance. The Inuit believe that if a child cries, it is universally the parents' fault, but maybe that's a primitive idea? Well, God's calling and I've got an Ark to build. See y'all after the flood.

Vade retro, Earthgirl! I know you don't really exist.

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* The American way as espoused by Superman and the spirit of the American people, not foreign dictators like Bush!

More stills

I've just captured another couple hours of footage for the movie, this time of Jerome pushing his facial saline work even farther (compare the before-and-after!)… I discovered today that for some reason one of the cameras got all messed up whenever it got within a foot or so of Jerome's head, so there was a lot of stop-and-start in the capturing as it stalled on those glitches. “Oooh, spooky!”



While I'm talking about Jerome, I should mention that he's running another one of his photo lotteries.

Now, some of you may be putting two and two together here are realizing that 75 tickets at $10 a ticket is $750, and while large size printing is expensive, it's not that expensive. Now, ignoring the obvious but inane argument of the fact that that's what art photography costs, the reason I gladly help Jerome promote these is that by occasionally having these types of auctions, he's able to supplement his income enough to live primarily as an artist, rather than having to be enslaved by a 9-to-5.

So my feeling is that by supporting things like this, not only do you get a shot at a great piece of art for $10, but more importantly you get to actually support the arts in a meaningful way.