I live in Melbourne with a cat named Bübi.
When he's not eating, he's sleeping, or chasing imaginary enemies.
We've got a lot in common.
Many years ago, a friend's sister said I spoke like I was posh and looked like I was a bogan. A few years after that, I was told that I resembled a bikie. I think I was probably tipping the scales at over 100kgs at that point. Now I use a piece of cloth on a stick to clean those hard-to-reach places...
I like to read and write. You can read what I write on my blog: slackbastard . Alternatively, think of your favourite writer; I'm like them.
I resent authority and shirk responsibility. This is due to an early childhood trauma involving me, a tricycle, and a member of the local constabulary -- although I may have merely dreamed that particular episode, and in any case prefer to place such a perspective within a broader critique of capitalist political economy and the imposition of work.
Mostly 'cos I think it sounds better.
I also like listening to music, especially punk. I first heard it when I was in primary skool, and I've been in recovery ever since. It was also in primary skool that I first got the feeling that I may be living on a different planet to my fellow humans. This feeling emerged after teacher asked the class 'Who thinks that the people they see on TV soaps are real?', and I was the only one to answer in the negative. I've maintained a negative attitude ever since, and further acknowledge the dialectic of negativity as the moving and creating principle.
I also like blues, jazz, reggae and ska. In fact, most any genre of twentieth century music, but especially that produced by musicians with a radical political conscience.
Like ah, Sporty Spice .
Of course, I like other stuff too, but I don't like hypocrites or poseurs.
As I'm an evolving organism, the contents of this profile are subject to change without notice. As I'm not the master in or of this house of cards I call my self, some of these changes may be sudden and inexplicable, but are just as likely to be explained in reference to childhood trauma.
Other than that, I'm just a suburban boy , really.
What is there to add? Hmmm...
The land on which I live is the land of the Wurundjeri people, and forms part of the southern state of Victoria. Victoria is named after a dead foreign Queen (1819--1901), just as Melbourne, its capital, is named after a dead foreign Lord (1779 - 1848). I live in what is an ostensibly post-colonial society, but one which, in the absence of a GST , is probably best understood as a legacy of British Empire, and part of continuing attempts to render our Mother Earth a mere commodity (a process with origins in Europe several hundred years ago).
I was raised in the 'burbs, but both my parents came from country Victoria. I have brothers and sisters, an aunt and uncles, nieces and nephews, cousins and comrades. Some live in Australia, some live on other islands.
I like to read, and have since I was a very small boy: something which, alongside of barracking for Collingwood, I think I got from my father. Like a number of other Collingwood supporters, I am missing teeth.
I have relatively little money -- on a global scale, belonging to the top 13/14%; within Australia , below the Henderson Poverty Line as defined in the 1973 Commonwealth Commission of Inquiry into Poverty -- but a large number of books.
I don't eat meat, a decision I made in high school, after some thought, and a Science class in which the bodies of the mice we were dissecting were flung about like toys. I completely fucking hated high school, and my learning comes despite -- and not because -- of my experiences there.
I would like to visit Barcelona before I die.
- O gentlemen! the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long,
If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
And if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us!
Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair,
When the intent of bearing them is just.
(King Henry IV Part 1 - Act 5. Scene II - William Shakespeare)
Oh yeah... there was an Australian Federal election on November 24, 2007. No party was prepared to address the serious issues. Like skull fucking:
Live From Congress: The Skull Fucking Bill Of 2007
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