Darkness, be my friend.

Surveying the urban view with a strange sense of serenity.

Prowling the alleys like a scene from San Andreas,
like a cat protecting it's territory.

Outside peering in.

The skyline is occupied with lonely towers,
like clusters of artificial stars.

Cloaked in darkness I vanish into the night.

Osama is dead... and... so... what?

Osama Bin Laden is dead… wow. Almost 10 years after 9/11 and the so-called ‘world’s most powerful country’ and all of its military and technological might finally killed the dude. Congrats. Guess they want a medal or something now, huh?

Seriously, the reaction to this is ridiculous. Obama is clearly milking the situation for all of its political goodness (Fair enough, he needs something to get the people rallying behind him in the lead up to the next election). What really confuses me is the images of people dancing and celebrating in the streets. What the fuck? Yeah, he was a cunt that used his extremist religious views to kill lots of innocent people, but celebrating someones death by having a party seems a bit excessive.I mean in terms of killing people/being a generally bad person, I can think of quite a few recent examples of people that I would consider worse than him. You don’t see the American public/media celebrating their demises? (Oh, I guess it’s different if the evil dictator is selling America oil).

I just don’t get it. Especially after such a long time. Shouldn’t the American people ask why it took a whole nation/army almost a decade to find one dude? (Might have something to do with fighting two unjustifiable wars in the Middle East). Or how much money was spent (wasted) searching for him? And now he has been killed, what’s the deal with the ‘War on Terrorism’? And when will America leave Afghanistan? Sigh. American foreign policy is depressing.

Mediated life has become desperate for the perfect soundbite, the killer catchphrase.

Suits smile coolly while delivering well rehearsed lies, reflected in the stripes of their most expensive tie.

Scrambling desperately for that suitable summary, cutting and pasting rational discourse in a fevored frenzy.

Generalisations and stereotypes have replaced conversation, while we all hide behind our most appropriate facade.

Everywhere is a flurry of chatter, a world of pop up windows and meaningless small talk. A million analogue tweets.

Disregarding time zones and humanity, the definitive lines are delivered on cue to a standing ovation.

The applause is amplified and repeated until the noise is overwhelming and the world trembles in awe…
And then to our collective relief, the applause is gone and replaced by a new, infinitely better phrase.

The world turns its collective head towards this latest of trends, and the irony of the recycle bin becomes clear.

A never ending cycle of increasing futility. This is digital suicide.

Cassettes, and showing my age.

I remember making mix tapes off Channel Z and sharing them with my friends. Listening to late night talk back and recording it so I could fall asleep and not miss a thing. Hearing Bill Hicks for the first time and recording his every syllable.

I remember going to Sports days and staying hidden in the stands all day listening to my rad new mix tape, while sneering at the futility of the 'school spirit'. I remember me and my mate staying up all night filling tapes with our mock radio shows.

I smile at the memories, and feel a little sad that younger generations wont share in this outdated but fun technology. Even my little ten year old brother has no time for tapes. I gave him all the old tapes I had left, but he wasn't interested. He just wants an iPhone for his birthday. Sigh. I love that little guy.

Et tu, Brute?

Just finished watching the first season of Rome. The depiction of the fall of Caesar was particularly brutal. And awesome. While some of the acting is slightly questionable, this series is basically historically accurate (well as accurate as a televised series depicting events 2000 years ago can be) and the multiple plots weave an interesting tale. I find the Roman Republic/Empire to be hugely interesting, especially because it formed the beginnings of modern Western civilization. Check it!

Coffee.

The best way to wake up without feeling like a thoroughly depraved zombie. When used in conjunction with a cigarette, happiness is accentuated tenfold.

For several moments the bleak reality of my near minimum wage existence is extinguished in a caffeine induced smile. The world seems brighter, and today sparkles with promise.

Its moments like these that I live for.

Death Cab for Cutie - You are a Tourist.

Death Cab are one of my favorite bands, and this is the video for their new single 'You are a Tourist'. The song is mean, and the video is even better. Filmed in one take, it is pretty impressive. Enjoy!