Signs

As I rode past the building site a worker scowled at me “Can’t you read the bloody sign”

(the sign says “Dismount Your Bicycle in Work Area.” As if.)

I said “What fucking sign?”

He says “The fucking sign that says you can’t ride through here.”

I say “Mate I can’t read every fucking sign in the world, there’s millions of them. I wouldn’t do anything else if I did.”

What is is about Australia that every time someone or some government department wants to control the world around them, they feel justified enough to annoy others with yet another bloody sign.

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Dry July

A few of my friends have had a Dry July. Both women and men. I really should consume more idiotic media content so I know about this shit ahead of time. There is nothing worse that trying to enjoy a schooner and a durry while the miserable sod on the other side of the table is nursing a soda water and a false sense of well-being.

Two thoughts come to mind…

1. Why do people need a heavily-marketed mandated period to do anything? Whether it’s Moustachio-March, Liver-April or Anal-September, all of this can be done without the approval of others and without wearing the fucking thing on your sleeve.

2. On the specific topic of drinking, if you feel like you are drinking too much, then drink a little less. Going cold-turkey for a month and then going back to the binge doesn’t really achieve anything other than to annoy people like me.

ps Dave is drinking and smoking below so I don’t wish to infer he is silly enough to fall for Dry July. But he did FB us all on a pretty weak attempt to pack in the durries 🙂

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Family

I also took the gen-y-fish through the entire dark history of the families.I thought I might offer him a short cut of a few years.

Because, as I explained, when his current 2-D take-it-as-you-see-it world starts getting a little complex and multi-dimensional, and his wheels start to wobble, he will want to go all over this stuff.

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Inference

I explained to the gen-y-fish that counselors, psychologists and psychiatrists all exist because, no matter how good we are at understanding others, we are shit at understanding ourselves.

They are a mirror, the inferred specialists, on ourselves. And a pretty bloody crazed and cracked one at that.

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Time and motion

Electronic and communications technology is a wonder. It enables us to be so much more productive especially when that productivity is all about the tasks of organization and information creation and sharing.

Which is the case in my case.

In fact my own ‘time and motion’ study shows that I have the following activities only.

1. Laptop
2. Phone
3. Talking to people
4. Fluffing off at a cafe, or squash or something. I claim I am always ‘working’ during this category, but its subconscious…
5. Transport – cycling mostly. The odd cab.

Query to self. Is this what I really want to do? [pondering]

Back to IT and related technologies. There is a trap in becoming very efficient at their use, namely the temptation to overload yourself with activities, simply because you can. It’s all good when things are going well but just occasionally the wheels wobble and then you find out that you have taken on far too much. I suspect it is best to leave a 30% headroom for spare capacity just so there is a safety margin.

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Athletics

School sports carnival; I have just watched the sixth class boys go around the 800m. Only three boys ran the whole distance – the rest either pulled out or walked part of the way.

My daughter ran the whole 800m because I was watching. The furthest she has run by a factor of 8.

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Bourke st

Bourke St Bakery….Gen Y central. The goldfish behind the counter asked me three times if she could help me while I was waiting for my sausage roll – the one that I had ordered off her the first time. She also got both my name and my order wrong.

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Quinta

The next time you call something “quintessential” you may need to consider that it’s equivalent to saying that it’s too good to be true.

It refers to the fifth element, ether, which doesn’t actually exist. But neither do the other four, at least as the alchemists intended them to.

It’s all quite boronic.

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My Sunday

Machiato. Sunday rag. Breakfast. Latte. Tip run. Daughter haggling. Machiato. Ferrari Minimus. Tip run. Schooner. Dog walk. Survived a foreign dog attack. Kicked a labrador. Weed run. Stinging nettle nurse. Stubbie. Soup. TV. Drive home. Maccas hit and run coffee. Home. Bed please.

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Tip

A tip these days is not the random pile of rubbish of my younger days. All the incoming is sorted into goods of various categories for on-sale, and a small fraction of genuine rubbish that goes to some hidden landfill.

At the Berry tip you pay for the privilege unless your load is deemed to have enough commercial value, whereupon you are let in, in the best case scenario, for free.

The local council and their employees are profiting from an asymmetry of information and resources, and all paid for by the very people they are ripping off.

I sincerely hope Freecycle destroys their business model.

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The cycle not broken, yet

Lola just called to give me a bollocking for not being in attendance at the school band performance. I told her way in advance that I had to help my mum and dad prepare for their house-move instead.

But she decided to ignore all of that and practice the female cycle of heartbreak, love, sadness and ambition. I am doing my best to get her to attenuate it (for her own sake), but it’s so hard with the influences that abound.

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Accumulation avoided

I have a purchasing rule. For everything I buy one of my previous acquisitions must go (roughly of equal value or importance). By such means I avoid the accumulation of goods, fear and loathing.

If I ever need to transition to a caravan park all I have to do is change the ratio to ten-to-one.

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My Saturday.

Berry. Dad. Ute. Machiato. Long conversation with my daughter.Transport run. Machiato. Squash. Lunch. Tip. Machiato.Tip. Pub. 6 schooners. First D&M with dad ever. Shower. Dinner. TV. Sleep.

n.b. they were doubles so that’s six shots and six schooners. Nice symmetry
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Nowra

If you ever want to see the ‘poverty of the mind’ inherent in Australia’s underclass then just catch the Friday night train to Nowra.

Mostly it’s a bunch of nice people, but just enough absolute arseholes to make everyone very nervous.

What has changed over the last few decades is that this latter mob have got off the leash; an unexpected and unwelcome side product of social liberalization.

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Ipso facto

The editor of the Australian Financial Review believes that all government policy and political debate should defer entirely to material living standards and national security.

It has never occurred to him or his readers that continued growth in the former will ultimately threaten the latter.

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Song lines

Limbo lounge; sitting around, waiting for my wings to flap, I noted two flights arriving. Endless lines of people de-planed. A veritable catwalk of attitude, insecurity and relief: all for my enjoyment. One from Byron was full of feral chic. The other from the Alice was full of cheeky ferals.

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Melbourne uni

Melbourne University, 25th July 2013, 206 pm.

Large billboard….”visit Australia’s world standard university”.

It confused me for a millisecond, wondering why they would advertise themselves as “standard”. And then of course I realised that they had forgotten the hyphen.

They should have gone the whole hog and advertised “universe-standard”; that’s seems more appropriate.

Even so, “standard” implies the median to me. D’oh. They probably need to say “world leading”. Or “top ten southern hemisphere”.

Or they could just stop telling lies.

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Blue something

Short of a newspaper I just spent the whole flight perving on some poor fool’s laptop.

He is the CEO of an Australian listed company, and was preparing a speech to staff. Full off chestnuts, condescending, and morale crunching; I just wanted to intervene on behalf of sanity…but did not.

And then the poor bastard stares at a letter from his medical specialist wherein he finds out he has cancer. I kid you not.

No bad deed goes unpunished.

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Love

I am edging towards understanding and away from orthodoxy. My methods are unusual and prisoners will not be taken lightly.

To cut a long story short,  I think I finally understand why Heinlein entitled his classic book “Time Enough for Love”.

I don’t have much, and therefore efficacy is paramount. So, here’s to you Mrs Robinson!

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A dream

I had a dream last night. I was wandering around a large Easter show which was like bedlam. At some stage I left my companions to find a supermarket and then ran into an old friend. She was with a bunch of suits that looked like the political aides in Canberra. They were all drinking in a corner bar. We started chatting and then two of her colleagues started fighting. It turns out that this old bloke was laying into my poet friend Gerard, who was (very unlikely this) one of the suits. He just took the punches and smiled. The fight was broken up and I stepped in to calm the crowd by orating a short poem in Gerard’s honour. Dream ends.

As I wrote this I figured out what the dream meant. I had no idea before hand. There’s a lesson…

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Rice

The Thai government just failed in an attempt to control the world’s rice market. Dear o’ dear, we gave that a shot with wool in the sixties.

Commodity price fixing, via government reserve buying, never works when there are alternatives. The folks you are trying to rip off just switch to, say, wheat for example.

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A Plan for Australian Jobs

At the movies last night I caught an Australian government advertisement entitled “A Plan for Australian Jobs”. I have just Googled the thing and have now read the precis which is available in 11 languages.

This is a work of distilled bullshit that quite tidily summarises all that is wrong in Australia.

In a nutshell here is the plan;

(1) Introduce trade barriers for government purchasing to ensure that our local suppliers get lazy and never export anything,

(2) Invest in ten innovation precincts to simultaneously (a) keep the Labor Party’s developers mates happy and (b) to keep the middle class welfare piling into the non-functioning high-tech sector, and (c) make a splash in some marginal electorates,

(3) Further bloat the public service by providing some new government services to small businesses rather than just giving them a tax break so they can decide what to do with their own money.

I also wonder what fraction of the expenditure associated with this plan has previously been committed under other plans, and has simply just been re-badged into this new plan as a means of election advertising?

Oh, and the part on Australian Innovation is supported by two of my favourite chestnuts, the Hills Hoist and WiFi.

Don’t you think its time we stopped talking about the Hills Hoist as if it was an invention we should be proud of? Its a 70 year-old clothes line for god’s sake and not a particularly smart one at that.

And CSIRO has propagated a myth that they invented WiFi, which is a factual lie. In fact they sneakily got some patents for some enabling technology that combined a number of existing ideas and then later made a lot of money by handing these over to the Texan patent trolls who sued the pants off everyone for a quick settlement. Not exactly an effort in creating jobs now is it?

We really need to take policy and planning off the politicians since they are too wedded to their political process to either have the time to think straight or even care about the outcomes.

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Politics

One steps into a boat and onto a ship.
Women fall pregnant, and the boys light up.
But why o’ why do the retards ‘enter’ politics rather than ‘join’?
‘Sequester’ would be more like it. As in, the game of politics seems to sequester all of society’s retarded sociopaths.

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The matrix

Since our brains interpret energy and matter and parse it all into our version of “reality” it’s fair to say we are already living in a virtual reality.

The evidence is in; that each human’s version of this parsing is different, sometimes subtly and sometimes not.

The real question is whether we believe that the other humans in our own matrix are just other versions of ourselves, or not.

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Weeds

A small fraction of flora and fauna symbiotically thrive in the destructive presence of humans; sparrows, rats, seagulls, possums, weeds etc.

And we pretty much despise them all. It just shows how selfish and stupid humans are. We are the out-of-control species.

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Self…

It has become apparent to me that parents these days do not give their kids enough free space for self determination.

As a result the kids not only lack the ability to act on their own behalf, they rarely even know what they want.

This lack of self awareness then comes back to haunt us when we accuse them of being, in a sort of negligent way, “self centered”, i.e. unaware of their surroundings and the impact they have on others.

Ironic.

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The natural guru

I am really worried now.

The seventeen year old, when interrogated by yours truly, admitted that he wasn’t day dreaming at all, but that he was gold fishing.

That is his head was empty of thoughts. And, he said, that this is the case most of the time.

Viewed negatively he may be devoid of anime. However, on the positive, I suggested to him that he has a future as a guru if he can teach others to empty their minds too.

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Confession

I would love to hear a Gen Y at confession.

“Turn off that phone. What do you have to confess my son?”

“I don’t know, you tell me”

“Only you and god know my son. You need to look into your heart and reflect on your sins.”

“I don’t understand; it’s your church. Geez this seat is uncomfortable. Can I go now? I have only ten minutes to log on before I lose my points.”

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Marriage

In the interests of equal everything I think we should get rid of state mandated marriages. Boys, why push for the expansion of the evil franchise?

It is odd don’t you think that people need a executed legal contract to feel properly married? It smacks of insecurity.

We need to get the government out of our lives and not further into them.

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Shame

I have spent a week with the Gen Y late-teenager now and I have managed to put my finger on one of the missing elements.

Shame: at least on the outside he doesn’t appear to have any. God knows what’s going on under the bonnet.

I never imagined that it would be a shame not to have a sense of shame, but it turns out shame is a useful motivating force. Shame on someone, not me.

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SNEC

I discovered today that the major Chinese trade show for solar energy, which my company attends, charges foreign companies twice as much for show booths as the locals. Fuckers.

We all have the same Chinese customers and revenues, but our costs of business are already higher because these are Western.

I took the time to explain this to the conference organisers who suddenly lost their ability to understand English. Fucking fuckers.

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The Daily Entrails

Today the Daily Telegraph is a must-read.

Now that Kevin Rudd has been restored as the Labor prime minister and is leading the polls against the retard that is encumbering the Liberals, the Daily Telegraph has started to panic.

What was a previously an exercise in leisurely pulling wings off a fly when Gillard was the PM, has now become a desperate diatribe against all things Rudd. And they are anti-Rudd, not anti-Labor. The era of the LEADER is with us.

From the editorial, to the columnists, the opinion pieces, letters, reviews, special features and especially on the front page: it’s an over-the-top ravaging of all things Rudd.

I wonder if it is the editors or the owners, or both, who are driving this approach? Whoever it is, they have lost touch. By being so one-sided they will lose the opportunity to influence the swinging voters. They will simply appeal to the votes they already have. It doesn’t make much sense.

I wonder what is driving this. What are they all about to lose? Are they expecting some very nice handout from Abbott if he gets in? Like some loosening of the media ownership rules? Or is it simply an idealistic pogrom; if so, it makes no sense because to identify the practical differences between the parties requires the dexterity of a train spotter.

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Interest

The bank ad, as seen in the gym this morning, said ‘You have to be interested to be interesting’. I agree.

But the images that accompanied this message were composed of good looking couples ogling a lot of potential (and supposedly interesting) purchases.

The only interest in this scenario is what the bank is going to earn from their debt.

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Birthday parties

The mothers of the East (of Sydney) think that I am the spawn of the devil since I will not change my plans to fit around their kid’s birthday parties. Lola keeps missing out on them, just about every weekend it seems. And therein lies the root cause of my attitude.

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Port Douglas

Sometimes there is a build up of advocacy groups in the one space, such as Innovate Australia, Australian Innovation, Australian Science and Innovations and even the Knowledge Council of Australia. There are probably a dozen more ‘innovations’, but I can’t be arsed Googling them. As an aside, one strange thing is that not one of these organizations has the first clue about innovation.

In Monty Python’s ‘The Life of Brian’ they introduced the Judean’s People Front, the People’s Front of Juedea and even the Judean’s Popular People’s Front. This has been going for a while now!

These clutches of Advocacy Groups either totally ignore each other because they are competing for the same government handouts, or figure out how to collectively conn even more money off the government to build, say, a Council of Australian Innovations Councils, which then goes on to host an annual innovation summit in Port Douglas at tax-payers’ expense.

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The pedestrian council of Australia

Here is one of my favourites Advocacy Groups that I did not, and could not have made up.

The patrons are Dame Leonie Kramer AC DBE and the Hon Sir Laurence Street AC KCMG – which just goes to show that a lifetime of sucking off the tit doesn’t improve one’s judgement.

The CEO and Chairman is one Harold Scruby (love that name…in a former era he would have been president of the local RSL) who pops up on TV whenever a pedestrian gets run over, primarily because there is nothing else to video for the news.

“The Pedestrian Council of Australia Limited is an Incorporated (Public) Company, limited by guarantee. It was incoporated on 1 August 1996. It is a non-profit organisation whose objectives, as stated in its Memorandum of Association are:

1. the continual improvement of pedestrian safety, amenity and access;

2. the promotion of walking as a legitimate transport mode and an important, healthy, social activity;

3. the encouragement of the inclusion of pedestrian safety, amenity and access provisions in all urban and transport planning;

4. the enhancement of community health and welfare and particularly the enhancement of the health and welfare of those members of the community who are aged, infirm, disabled, young, socially disadvantaged, tourists or included in any other special interest group or group of persons under any kind of handicap or disability; and

5. research (including experiments and surveys and their publication) into all aspects of the objects set out in 1, 2, 3 and 4.”

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Social round-up

If there is a problem in Australia of any sort, from an excess of dog shit on the footpaths to a lack of corporate innovation, you can be damn sure that an organization will pop up to address it.

These advocacy groups have names like Getup Australia or Innovate Australia, or even Cleanup Australia.

The first action of the day is for the ‘executives’ of these organisations to promote themselves on morning TV, and then they have to round up a bunch of geriatrics with impressive resumes for their boards and advisory councils.

Apart from the stated goal of the organization (to get your local dog shit cleaned up, for example) the key objective is for the executive and the board/advisory council members to get payment for their services (because generally they can’t get employment otherwise). For this, the most likely source of income is a government handout – hence the publicity requirements.

The very successful advocacy groups turn into political lobby groups and also get money off interested parties, such as companies in their particular sector. The less successful groups just keep plugging away with government handouts.

There are literally thousands of these groups and I don’t think it is possible to kill them. There is no Round-Up equivalent for advocacy groups, more’s the pity.

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Kids 2

I have figured out what it is that my young nephew is missing.

I believe that he has been brought up in such a secure, loving and safe environment that that he is comfortable in his own skin, when he really shouldn’t be.

I have always thought that those years of anxiety when I was young were a very horrible period, but now I can see that this period forced self-awareness on me. And that is a key to growing and developing beyond a vaguely functional person.

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University

You oughta see what they have done to the university entrance system in Australia.

Whereas once it was just ecentrically obscure, nowadays it is beyond reasonable comprehension other than to those that have a PhD in the subject.

Watching an average high school student, slightly removed from the local system due to a stint in a foreign country, attempt to figure out what they have to do in order to get into an Australian university is bloody hilarious. And shameful.

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Kids

I will say this only once….we are not doing our kids any favors by protecting them from life’s hazards and realities.

My nephew is staying with me right now. At seventeen he has the guile, insight, fortitude and sharpness of a three year old.

Apart from that he is a lovely kid.

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Hysteria

Have you ever seen people imagine themselves into hysteria, due to social pressures?

An example is feeling the presence of the Lord in a gospel church. Another, closer to home, is the quasi religious experience supposedly found in the tainting of food with truffles.

It’s a cross between bullshit, hysteria and a desperate desire to belong; is there an English word that describes this phenomenon?

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Life

Life is very, very short. As tempting as it is to immerse oneself in the pleasure moment, far too many of us find out, (alas) too late, that a little serious exploration and learning about life and ourselves makes the nearing of the end acceptable.

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Silicon Valley today

In the current era of venture capital in Silicon Valley the only types of businesses getting investment are web enabled disintermediation plays, from e-commerce to corporate services, and new web services such as data mining for the e-commerce sector.

The technology in these businesses is generally fairly trivial and not that expensive to develop, but yet the businesses absorb tens or hundreds of millions of dollars of venture investment.

This is because they need all that money for business development and marketing. Essentially they buy market share ahead of positioning themselves to get acquired by the larger web-focused corporations that are hoovering up emerging companies in every new web sector.

Two observations. First, the music will stop one day and a bunch of VC ‘s will be left with a clutch of worthless companies. Second, there is no point taking investment from outside of Silicon Valley because that money doesn’t have the scale or connections and hence can’t execute the exit, which is the only thing makes this model economically viable as an asset class.

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Venture capital

After 13 years in the game I have finally decided that venture capital is a silly idea.

What is ok is the capitalization of a young business by would-be owners or operaters, in return for equity.

Venture capitalists invest in young businesses and then often totally screw them up because of their requirement to ‘exit’, i.e. to sell their shares or, more likely, force the sale of the whole company to a third party. This VC model is justifiable if everyone involved is aware of the game and occasionally money is made by some or all of them.

But the structure of a VC funded business leads to a construct of human interactions where honesty, honour and trust are simply tradable commodities, to be plied at some stages and abandoned at others, subject to the requirements of personal gain.

It’s not good for the soul. After a while, if you look carefully,  it’s very hard to tell the difference between a VC and a sixty-year old hard-core salesman.

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Cry poor

For the life of me I can’t tell the difference between borrowing a book from the library and downloading one free of charge, and illegally, from pirate bay.

Especially since a book and its contents have no value to me after they have been consumed.

In both cases all I do is read something without paying for it. However in one case I am committing a criminal offence.

Only a gen y would be gullible enough to buy this piece of marketing BS by the content industry.

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Squatting

When you spend time in a third world country you often get to squat a lot.

After a month or so, it gets easy and you find yourself squatting at any old time.

It gives strength where needed and also stretches you where you need it..

It just goes to show that exercise is best when it’s part of a daily routine and not some extramural effort.

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Patenting

If Adam and Eve were around today they could have patented parenting. It would have a first claim something like “a method for raising children without fucking them up”.

The embodiments, like in most patents, would have been a work of fiction.

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Parenting

I can see that the bulk of my work with my daughter (at the age of ten) is almost ‘done’. That is a surprise for me.

She is a good person, she cares about others, she socialises well, she has the capacity to be self-aware, and she understands that she needs to work to achieve results. She is doing quite well at school with minimal parental input. She listens when she has to.

She has faults, but these are relatively minor, and ones that with a bit of life experience and a bit of parental input, she will surmount.

I am sure there will be dramas and critical moments in the next ten years where parental guidance is absolutely required. But the ground work has been done.

I had no idea that the first ten years would be so overwhelmingly important. But, just in case, I will revisit this entry in another ten years…

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T-ball

I am not at all simpatico with the staff at my daughter’s school. There is not one area of potential discussion where there is mutual understanding. It’s like I am from a different planet.

As a result I have been very careful with my interactions with them, mostly erring on the side of saying and doing nothing. Otherwise I would just confuse them and achieve nothing good.

Except on the subject of T-ball. I feel like I am strong grounds when I explain to them that it’s an activity not a sport. And it’s unsuitable for a 9 year old to play, as their only sport.

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Labour

My company sells manufacturing equipment to China from Australia. A reverse on the norm I must say.

It can be pretty frustrating watching our Chinese customers run their factories because they ‘leave’ so much profit on the factory floor by running their factories very inefficiently. Fortunately for them, their costs are so low they can still dominate this industry.

My customers counter that they cannot run any complex operational models that would make them more profitable because their labour is not interested or trained to do so.

Typically employees in China shift around jobs every year, often within the same industry, looking for a higher salary. This is because no one has thought to offer them, the fully trained operator, a pay rise within their current jobs. It just isn’t done.

In addition employees simply do not feel much obligation to their employer, and are not particularly interested in making the place ‘better’. In fact they typically want to come to work, do their job in rote fashion, not have to think and then get the hell out of there at the end of the day.

When a problem arises there is usually a concerted effort to cover it up, or pass on the responsibility to someone else. The Chinese really are practised in the art of getting around and avoiding authority. And they see their employers as ‘authority’. I have seen senior managers in Chinese companies spend months coming up with and executing expensive ‘contingency’ plans that allow them to hide problems when they arise, just so they keep to their KPI’s.

I don’t want to be too hard on the Chinese and I must say I have dealt with many people here in Australia, say in the public service, who have a pretty similar set of attitudes. The whole thing is a sort of historical left-over from the days when labour really was labour. It really should have no place in Australia today.

But in order to break this cycle of indifference and boredom, I think it is really up to management to make the first step. Now that will be hard when the ‘owner’ of a business, in the case of the public service, is the government…

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Solar power in Australia

Here in Australia we now virtually do not have any subsidies for solar panels.

But they are getting so cheap (and will continue to get cheaper) that it makes sense to buy them at full cost and reduce your electricity bill, especially if you have high daytime consumption (e.g. air conditioners, heaters, electrical hot water running at peak time etc).

However if too many people put solar panels on their roofs and then are not buying daytime peak electricity the traditional power generators and distributors will have to charge their residual customers a lot more to maintain profitability.

I fully expect traditional power generators and distributors to lobby government to enact laws that restrict solar panel deployment, or make it more expensive, so that they maintain their revenues and margins.

They will argue that if government does not do this then the poor, who may not be able to afford the capital outlay of solar panels, will suffer higher electricity prices and that, in any case, we will need to keep all our (fully depreciated) coal-burning power plants in full operational capacity since we need the base-load power at night when solar panels do not work.

The government might even decide to charge us for ‘their’ photons, like they charge broadcasters for ‘their’ radio frequencies.

You wait and see.

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The guru

I pity the guru sitting on top the hill that feels nothing but ‘contentment’.

He feels nothing because he cares about nothing, not even himself.

And nobody cares about him.

This is a fool’s solution to a very difficult problem.

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Emotions

Sometimes it is very hard to get ‘outside of yourself’ and conquer an unproductive set of emotional responses to a situation that you may find yourself in.

However, the harder it is to do, usually the more important the issue is to your life, and the more important it is to channel your emotions into productive outcomes.

Emotions can’t truly be ignored or blocked, but they can be channelled into productive activities. With lots of practice and some guidance, that is.

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Fitted sheets

The number one cause of premature marital divorce in the western hemisphere is, rather oddly, fitted sheets.

The first problem is that, after five years of marriage and 250 changes of the sheets, the bloke still doesn’t know what a fitted sheet is.

However, if the bloke is a bit more modern, he is still going to get in big trouble when he can’t fold the fuckers. No male can.

If we are talking about a total metro-sexual, divorce will be precipitated by a joint changing of the sheets. Advice from the instigator will be forthcoming that is as welcome as map directions in a car.

Finally, the male may think that one fitted sheet is all that is needed. It can be washed and dried and put back on the bed on the same day, over and over until it wears out. It is fatal to express this belief.

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Emotional Hysteresis again

The starting point is how you want to feel about it.

Then there is how you actually feel about it in anticipation.

Then there is the experience.

And then then there is how you actually felt about it.

I could call it emotional hysteresis but you never really get back to the same starting point, do you?

You forget how you actually felt about it, then you are back to how you want to feel, like it never happened. And maybe it didn’t.

The emotional hysteresis collapses into a removable singularity.

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Squashed

I would recommend that everyone gets continuous coaching in an activity they love. In my case it’s squash.

I have every shot in the squash handbook (almost) and move very well around the court, and yet in terms of people who play squash well (and all the time) I am a pretty average player. This is partially because I have just taken it up again after a 10 year break and also because I don’t spend the hours on the court that some do. But another problem I have always had is in my mind – if I am not feeling good in the head, and I often I don’t even realise it, then my squash goes to pot. And then I get depressed about it, then sort of do an internal dummy spit, and things get worse.

I am determined to crack this issue this time around, on the squash court. I reckon that if I can crack this on the court then I can crack it in real life. Because my fear is that I am doing this in real life without even realising it. In squash its obvious what is going on – you lose three games in a row and only get 2 or 3 points. In real life the score card is pretty bloody obscure.

One thing I have decided to do is not to let certain people in my life behave badly without me saying something. Whereas previously I have always played the peace-maker or the “parent” in these relationships, and let these people get away with their self-centred madness in the interests of the “long game”, I am now committed to telling them what I feel at the time despite my dislike of conflict. The truth is that self-centred people will abuse your goodwill, no matter what your reason is for giving it, and then take more where they can.

The scorecard is in!

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Ego

Egocentrism is characterized by preoccupation with one’s own internal world. Whereas Egotism is slightly more inclusive of slaves; it means placing oneself at the core of one’s world with no concern for others, including those loved or considered as “close,” in any other terms except those set by the egotist.

They are both simply extreme versions of plain old fashioned selfishness which involves placing concern with oneself or one’s own interests above the well-being or interests of others.

A child automatically feels at the centre of its own universe because, quite frankly, it is. But when children are loved and where they feel secure, they get to trust the world around them. As they grow and mature in a trusting environment they expand their circle of trust away from their ‘ego’ core. They also have a greater chance of learning the ineffectiveness of acting out of self interest at all times – there is a positive feedback loop which effectively expands their ego to include others.

Egotists and other poor souls with clinical labels are simply at one end of a continuous spectrum of people. Due to a conflict of parenting and personality their egos simply never get a chance to tour beyond their epidermis.

The rest of us are more or less selfish, and typically we have our strengths in areas where we have learned to be effective and less selfish, and then we have other areas where the feedback loop has never kicked in.

And as we mature we build ramshackle scaffoldings that prop up our favourite dodgy self-centred behaviours. We call these addictions. These remain in place all our lives unless some catastrophe comes along and blows the whole construct away and we become helpless children again.

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Football

In the ideal football scenario we poison the Rabbits who are then eaten by the Lions, thus getting rid of two plagues in one effort.

The Scroos gets disqualified from Brazil on some technicality so we don’t have to watch them lose three pool games.

The Swans hire some quality players so we don’t have to always rely on them being the hardest working team on the planet.

The Wobblies go to a boot camp laying train tracks in the Great Sandy Desert for 3 months over summer, and then come back to win a tournament, any tournament, by being the best team from start to finish.

Finally, the Tigers get demoted to the NSW cup so we can watch them go around at Leichhardt Oval twice a month.

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China

Erc X. Li, a venture capitalist from Shanghai, claims that there are three key factors that determine the superiority of the Chinese political system – adaptability, meritocracy & legitimacy. However, all three factors will be strongly challenged when there is a strong recession in that country.

Eric’s efforts just show, once again, that beliefs are the bastard children of self-interest and stupidity, in both the West and the East.

My personal view is that modern economies, once they get to a certain size and degree of complexity, pretty much run themselves. Many people erroneously believe that our politicians ‘run the country’. The truth is that the country runs itself. Our parliaments, alongside many other institutions, are allowed to tweak things a little here and there in response to change. Its not too different in China.

In China I have discovered that the core competency of the people seems to be getting around authority. After a couple of thousand years of being lorded-over they simply don’t believe in authority, nor do they believe that rules are there for their own benefit. This means, in business for example, that it’s very hard to find ‘bed-rock’ – the whole thing appears to be built on foundations of sand.

What Eric X. Li should have said is that the Chinese political systems suits China because of the history of the country and the nature of the people. It would probably be a disaster to graft a Western representative system onto China. But it would also be senseless to try and imitate China’s system anywhere else. I would leave it at that.

And I fully expect China’s system to morph over time, but to remain unique.

One thing is for sure, the old expression about the emperor’s clothes definitely refers to a Chinese emperor. “Face” will hold China back at some stage, probably when they least need it to.

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Righteousness

I am just watching the 2012 version of Abraham Lincoln, the movie. It occurs to me that righteousness is a recurring theme in US politics and media. Righteousness, unfortunately, fails any practical test of human character.

And it’s one thing to talk about God’s will in politics, but it’s pretty silly to actually believe in it.

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Facts

I have always struggled to ‘know things’ in the context of being able to recall stuff as needed for, say, exams or conversations.

But strangely, I actually know a lot more than most people. Its just that I store information differently; not as ‘facts’ but rather as private advisory theorems.

Effectively, in the interests of efficiency, I model information on the way in and then store the ‘model’ and ‘discard’ the facts. Well I don’t really discard the facts but store them in inaccessible memory cells, only to be rediscovered when they are otherwise rediscovered.

And this efficient process allows me to process a lot more information than most people.

Try and explain all that to your ambitious (for her son to succeed) mother! Especially when I used to get a bare pass in a very boring subject at school, based on yet another fact-regurgitation exam effort.

I have assessed my daughter’s schooling and things haven’t changed much. In the Internet era, where knowledge is just a keystroke away, they still want kids to incessantly memorise stuff. There is still not an emphasis on the use of information to create novel outcomes, as compared to recalling it, on demand and under pressure.

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Personality Types

The ancient Greeks had four temperament types – these were sanguine (pleasure-seeking and sociable), choleric (ambitious and leader-like), melancholic (analytical and thoughtful), and phlegmatic (relaxed and quiet). In this model we all have more of less of each of these types.

Myers-Briggs Type Indicators, so loved by corporate HR, also has four dimensions of personality types. Based on Jungian psychology the four types are; the “rational” (judging) functions: thinking and feeling, and the “irrational” (perceiving) functions: sensation and intuition. Again, in this model, we each have more or less of each of these functions.

And now, a US-based biological anthropologist (what is that?) has correlated brain chemicals and neural networks systems with personality types. There is the dopamine system – dominant in ‘explorers’ who like novelty, experience and adventure, are susceptible to boredom, lack introspection and are intellectually curious. Serotonin types, ‘builders’, are cautious and orderly, respect authority, show self-control, are interested in detail and like precision. The ‘directors’ are testosterone dominant and are notable for enhanced visual-spatial perception and a keen understanding of ‘rule-based systems’, from mechanics to computers, maths, engineering or music. They have deep but narrow interests and tend to be less socially aware, with poorer emotion recognition, less verbal fluency and reduced empathy. The last group, those expressive of oestrogen and the closely related oxytocin, are called ‘negotiators’. They exhibit holistic and long-term thinking, as well as linguistic skills, agreeableness, co-operation, intuition, empathy and nurturing. This group are also characterised by generosity and trust, heightened memory for emotional experiences, imagination and mental flexibility. We are all, more or less in each of these personality type ‘systems’.

I have even come up with my own version of ‘personality types’ in the context of teams and meetings, as a way of (a) figuring out why teams sometimes don’t work, (b) what can be done to fix it when they don’t, and (c) to resolve my boredom in a particularly bad board meeting a few years back.

The evidence is in. We are, all seven billion of us, describable by just 4 personality dimensional types. Seems amazing doesn’t it? That gives us 16 dominant personality types, which proves what I have always thought – that astrology is rubbish. They are 4 dominant personality types short of a theory, for god’s sake!

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Politicians

Most people erroneously believe that our politicians ‘run the country’. The truth is that the country runs itself.

Our parliaments, alongside many other institutions, are allowed to tweak things a little here and there as times change. And that is about it.

The other role for politicians, together with our sporting stars, is to provide us with cheap entertainment.

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