so – after much futzing around – i have posted two videos of the flying folk army in action at seattle’s folklife – the first one is 5 and a half minutes long and features clips from 4 different songs – the second is a song i recently wrote (watch real close and you will notice me drop a line near the end – that’s how new it is…)
they are both large files (20-30 megs), but any smaller and you can’t see anything. please download them before trying to watch (don’t try to watch them on the server or resist will be unhappy). don’t look here for fancy editing – i don’t have much room on my computer for rendering video unfortunately.
thanks to k. at laughingmeme.org for shooting this video in the rain – and to our seattle friends who came out to see us play!
according to a weekend report in the uk’s independent a new study shows that oceanic “dead zones” are on the increase globally and now number at about 150. this number is double that of 10 years ago.
dead zones in the sea are created as part of a chain of events starting with an excess of nutrients – nitrogen being key – that build up and cause excessive blooms of phytoplankton and other alages. when these blooms die and rot, they consume oxygen at a rapid rate, suffocating all other marine life.
agricultural fertilizers, vehicle and factory emissions, and human wastes are to blame for the increase in dead zones, some of which take up 70,000 square kilometres and are growing. the impacts of such zones on fish and fisheries is fairly obviousl as large swaths of the world’s seas become uninhabitable for any plant or animal life.
on my drive home from seattle this afternoon i thought about what i was
going to post to my journal when i returned – some observations about
my trip, ideas passed onto me by a friend of mine, a report of the
but when i walked in my door, there was a sealed envelope on the floor
– shoved through the door in my absence.
after months of no information, rumours, and outright lies from my
rental company, they have finally put this apartment (and all the other
rentals in the building) up for sale.
of course, it wasn’t the building owner (a government agency – BC
Housing), or the rental company who deigned to tell us – but the
realtors who are selling the place – in a note that informs me when the
viewing times will be and that i can call them to inquire about
purchasing my home. of course they will do the utmost to ensure minimal
disruption of my privacy but they would like me to stay away during the
viewings. – thanks… wouldn’t want to upset the happy purchasers
tromping around looking for a bargain (which they likely won’t find
i knew it was coming, and i will call to inquire about the list price
(we were told we would get first purchasing option but that seems to
have gone out the window) – but it seems as though i will be evicted
sometime before september with a month’s rent paid for moving expenses.
now begins the soul search about where i want to live – stay in the
‘hood or look for greeneer pastures? a house off the drive or trailer
on a plot of land? oh – the big questions go around and around – but
can’t be answered until i figure a few more things out….
will write about my trip south later (after a shower…)
i’m just about to leave for the trip south and thought i would post this passage that i found online a few days ago. i don’t know what work it originally comes from – but it is attributed to hesse
“once again I love deeply everything at home, because I have to leave it. tomorrow I will love other roofs, other cottages. I won’t leave my heart behind me, as they say in love letters. no, I am going to carry it with me over the mountains, because I need it, always. I am a nomad, not a farmer. I am an adorer of the unfaithful, the changing, the fantastic. I don’t care to secure my love to one bare place on this earth. I believe that what we love is only a symbol. whenever our love becomes too attached to one thing, one faith, one virtue, then I become suspicious.”
and also, because it is related to themes of love and misplaced need – i have included my favourite derrick jensen passage here as well from A Language Older Than Words
“I know that beneath the fear and hatred, beneath the urge to control and destroy, far beneath the scarred shells that protect and define us, people are good.
Deep down our needs are simple: apart from food, shelter, and clothing there are the needs to love and be loved, for community, to be open to the world at large and for it to be open to us, to affect and be affected, to understand and be understood, to hear and be heard, to accept and be accepted. it is only when we fear that these needs won’t be met that we grasp at them, and in the grasping lose and chance of satisfying them. Love controlled is not love; just as sex demanded is rape and acceptance expected is subservience.
But if we fear, then demand we must, for to fear these needs will not be met is to fear for our lives as surely as if our lack of love and acceptance were instead the absence of food and water. With these deep needs unsatisfied we waste away, shrivel and die as from hunger or thirst. We die, but we go on surviving. The search for that which should have been there all along continues, but we can no longer receive it, nor even recognize it.”
more thoughts on these later…..
in response to an Amnesty International report condemning the US for stripping global citizens of their rights under the guise of the war on terror – White House spokesman Scott McClellan had this to say:
“My response is that the war on terrorism has resulted in the liberation of 50 million people in Afghanistan and Iraq, and the protection of their rights,” McClellan said. “People in those countries did not have the kinds of protections that we’re used to in the United States, and now they do.”
of course, if we just look carefuly we can see how protected the iraqi and afghani people are now that the US has been in there destroying their infrastructure and looting their resources. hooray for human rights!
ok – enough ranting – it’s been one of those days.