I produced a drum and bass track today. It’s called LickWid. I made a short video to accompany it, entitled Laptop Lives. It’s supposed to represent the idea that our lives can no longer be independent from technology and that… Or some other pretentious bullshit.
Here it is.
I seem to have gathered a rather loyal following in Sweden by following the simple formula of keeping their television and film industry well paid.
Friends, I have moved to a broader stage. Thanks to my associates at The Little Movement Productions, The MindBox of Mark Brewer is no longer shackled within the confines of the WordPress.com boundaries! I have secured my own hosting and my own domain name. THEY SHALL NEVER TAKE IT FROM ME…. You know… Until the account expires and shit.
All that is left for me to do is shout this cryptic message, “HAIL SKITLER!”
I decided to experiment with some tapping on the guitar. I wanted to play some chords and then tap a melody over the top of it. Woop!
I have just attended a debate between Professors Brad Hooker and David Oderberg at Reading University. The topic of debate was whether or not banker’s pay, high pay in particular, was morally justifiable. I would just like to make a commentary on one proposition which Brad Hooker made that I felt was a little frivolous, in retrospect. Obviously, he is a Professor of Philosophy and I am a mere undergraduate and so I am a little anxious as to make frivolity calls in his direction. Nevertheless, the statement has unsettled me for most of the day and sadly he had to teach a class directly after the debate and so I couldn’t question him personally. That being said, like the internet whore that I am, I would like to blog it!
During the Q & A period of the debate the topic of risk taking came up and Brad Hooker made the proposition that the taking of a risk is not morally unjust. This can be said to be true in the case of a stand alone risk made by an individual where only that individual is implicated by the risk itself. However, I belief he forgot to factor in, as is the case with bankers, that where the risk has a probability for negative implications on surplus individuals it can be said to be morally unjust.
For instance, if I decided to take the risk to jump down a flight of stairs and the probability of a negative impact on my state of personal well being was the only factor to consider, then clearly there is no moral question whatsoever. The decision to do that is mine and mine alone. There is no risk of me hurting any other individual and the only issue in question is my sanity. However, if I gathered together a group of ten individuals and had each one of them pay me ten pounds to jump down the flight of stairs, adding the stipulation that I would divide the money equally between the ones that manage to survive the fall without a scratch, whilst the remaining injured parties would recieve nill and feeding all of the individuals “valid” reasons why the should in fact take the plunge, I think there is questionable morality in taking the said risk.
With that little banking analogy, I would like to close by saying that the debate was unexpectedly engaging. As the first debate of term I was expecting a little more of a simplistic topic, but the current issue of the financial climate was a great way to get things started.
That is all.
Yesterday afternoon, when I sat down upon my sofa-chair to learn the six-stringed guitar, little did I know what a pleasurable experience it would be. My steep learning curve has not only impressed me, but also God who informs me that it took him roughly six days to reach this level and he had to have a little sit down for the seventh. Slackers, eh?
I seem to have found that slipping between stonking tech metal and hybrid jazz a piece of proverbial piss.
Since leading world powers seem to find the idea that we might need to spend a little money on the desalination of water repugnant to their very rectum, I’ve decided to direct you to an article that might help you do it yourself.
Desalination is the process by which you can extract excess salt from sea water and use it for drinking. I think that it’s more than obvious that this might be a requirement at some point within the next fifteen to twenty years, what with all of the environmental problems we seem to have a penchant and overall autoerotic tendency for causing. Even if you don’t feel that it’s necessary to solve the world’s quickly increasing fresh-water crisis, it’s still a fun and easy experiment to whet your hydro-oxygenated dreams with.
THIS LINK here will direct you to an excellent instructional guide on how to extract salt from sea water for both scientifically experimental and survival purposes. Have fun now.
For more information on the advantages of water desalination over more conventional sourcing methods, please view this PDF document that was put together by some official, sack scratching source: CLICK
This is not episode two of MindBoxTV. It’s just a little, intermittent video which I made for my own personal amusement. I suppose that defining it as a juvenile rambling is the best critique that I could hope for. It’s not intended to be a reenactment. As you’ll see, my acting skills leave a little too much to be desired for such an accolade.
It literally is just me being an imbecile.
Hopefully the first episode of many.
We all know (or should by now) that the practice of homeopathy is a psuedo-science. However, with indoctrinating mantras such as, “Your homeopath understands,” and defiant slogans like, “Homeopathy worked for me!” the industry still continues to convert people searching for an “alternative” health care programme. Homeopaths are paid on a private basis to practice a crude form of counseling on their patients. This method of simply sitting, listening for an hour or so and then plugging the customer with a large bill for ineffective “treatments” seems to appeal to certain people more than actual medicine. In fact, it is in stark contrast to scientific medical schemes such as the NHS who have a completely different perogative altogether. Perhaps it is this fact that makes the practice of homeopathy so apparently addictive to customers.
Though if you are concerned with what’s true in life, as I am, rather than simply choosing to subscribe to comforting lies you might find this sort of faux medical treatment slightly disturbing. So if you are a user of homeopathy and looking to break out of your current predicament, I have prepared a list of seven alternatives to their method which don’t make use of blatant falsehoods as fundamental building blocks.
Number 1: Find yourself a friend
If it’s the aural aspect of homeopathy that appeals to you the most, I would ask if you have simply ever considered the free alternative of talking to a close friend. They tend to listen and give you an opinion back. They’re quite wonderful; one of my better inventions, I must say. However, if you prefer to discuss your innermost fears with complete strangers to alleviate a whole host of emotional pressures and obligations, the next option might be for you.
Number 2: Talk to a hobo
Hobo’s are slightly more expensive than friends. They do require the occasional tip of loose change or a sip of that whiskey from your brown paper bag, but they remain effective nonetheless. They will also give you a rather interesting alternative world view, as with the homeopath, if you book your appointment for the early hours of the morning. Although, if you prefer the more silent approach keep on reading.
Number 3: Talk to an animal e.g. a cat
Cats are wonderfully low-maintainence. They don’t talk much but they’re perfectly able to listen. They’re approximately as effective as a homeopath and I’ve read somewhere that if you share a saucer of milk with them, under the light of a full moon, they’re quite likely to do a little liquid number on your pillowcase (which is a wonderful remedy for earache).
Number 4: Talk to the ‘invisible people’
If you subscribe to homeopathy then the chances are that you can already hear them. Just have a natter back. Go on, it’s dead fun. Give yourself a tickle.
Number 5: Poke pennies up your bottom… Then talk to the tree in your garden
Don’t ask me why. It’s just about as effective as the treatments.
Number 6: Draw a face on a football, call it Wilson and prop it on a stick
What?! It worked for Tom Hanks in Cast Away.
Number 7: Talk to the Flying Spaghetti Monster
He does exist, trust me. I have this really old book that was compiled by forty different authors, around 100 years after all events pertaining to him took place. Since then it’s been revised and retranslated around seventy million times but the essence of the account is still there. It’s just those pesky scientists who keep disproving the historical validity of the accounts in the text that don’t believe. Who cares? They’re going to the simmering furnace in the center of the universe anyway.
