So, as those who read my last post but one will know, I've picked up a load of Biggles books, and am regressing to childhood by actually reading them. They're (probably obviously) not quite as gripping as I would have found them in my boyhood, but fun nonetheless. At the same time, though, I do have one advantage over the young Daz who read them back in the 1970s. He had virtually no chance of seeing or hearing Biggles' most famous aircraft, the Sopwith Camel, at all, let alone in flight. Whereas this Daz has You Tube. (I half pity the generations growing up with the internet. Never having not had it, I wonder if they fully appreciate the magic—in Arthur C Clarke's sense—that they have at their fingertips. But I digress.)
Archive for July, 2012
Just Sixty Years
Posted in General, tagged aircraft, musings, personal on Monday, July 30, 2012| 7 Comments »
Jasper Fforde: (Not 50!) Shades Of Grey
Posted in General, tagged books, fantasy, science, science fiction on Thursday, July 26, 2012| 8 Comments »
This was originally posted on my old site, sometime in early 2011 or late 2010. I've added a single paragraph at the top, to address a subject I should have mentioned at the time, but didn't.
Before posting the article as originally written, I'd like to point out that the main biological/evolutionary premises in the novel are probably, well, dubious, at best. Not that I'm any kind of biologist, but they seem pretty much of a stretch to me. That said, the book reads more like fantasy than science fiction anyway, and it's internally consistent, so—unless you're a stickler for hard SF—I don't think it detracts much. As with most SF and all fantasy, we rely on suspension of disbelief. (A thought comes to mind; I can't think of a single SF or fantasy novel which deals properly with evolution. Hard SF is strict about physics and chemistry, but the biological sciences seem to still be treated to the good old 'half a paragraph of sciencey-sounding babble followed by some distracting action,' before the reader has chance to look too hard. I wonder why that is. Does anyone know of a writer—or even a single novel—that bucks this trend?)
And here's the rest of the article, as originally posted.
In Which I Regress To Childhood
Posted in General, tagged books, personal on Thursday, July 26, 2012| 5 Comments »
I've picked up, for a song, a stack of W. E. Johns' Biggles books. And I do mean a stack. Ninety-three of 'em, including an unbroken run of eighty-three from 1932's The Camels Are Coming to 1965's Biggles Investigates.
Leaving Fundamentalism Vlog: The War On Reason
Posted in General, tagged atheism, creationists, education, faith-schools, fundies, politics, religion on Monday, July 23, 2012|
Jonny Scaramanga, has taken up video-blogging!
I'm disabling comments on this post; it's his work, not mine. Please visit Jonny's post to comment. Or, indeed, to catch up on the rest of his wonderful blog.
—Daz
The Hollow Crown
Posted in General, tagged humour, musings, personal, television on Sunday, July 22, 2012| 2 Comments »
So, I just started watching the film-version of Henry V on iplayer; part of the BBC's Hollow Crown series of adaptations of the History Plays. Well, to be pedantic, I downloaded it to watch on Windows Media Player, so as to avoid buffering-problems I get when watching online, but you get the idea.
Anyway, I'm only a few minutes in, but I noticed this, and had to share.
Does it look to you, as it does to me, as if the only things holding that crown up are Tom Hiddleston's ears? Gold being noteworthy for being just a tad weighty, it's probably lucky for him that it's a stage-prop, eh?
—Daz
The Monkey: or Pointless Nonsense
Posted in General, tagged humour, music, musings, personal, poetry on Sunday, July 22, 2012| Leave a Comment »
This began life some weeks ago as a one-stanza quickie in response to an eejit (named Pink Monkey) on a Pharyngula comment-board, whose comments started off silly and rapidly descended into almost unreadable gibberish. Some might say that it should have stayed that way, too, but … ho-hum, I kept thinking of interesting additions, some of which got added. In an effort to deal with the nonsensical brain-worm, I've added an ending and am publishing it. Hopefully this act of finalisation will cause my brain to realise that there's no longer any point in thinking up silly doggerel. We can but try…
Scales Of Confusion
Posted in General, tagged humour, math, maths, musings, personal, poetry, science on Friday, July 20, 2012| 17 Comments »
This article by Jerry Coyne got me to thinking. Britain is, supposedly, a decimalised country, though you'd not know it from the road-signs. Certainly kids these days are taught—as they should be—in purely decimal measurements, but the change-over was gradual. This was further exacerbated, in my case, by the fact that we moved around a lot between education-districts when I was a kid; and different districts made the change at different times, leading to me being taught one year in metric, the next in imperial, and the next back to metric. Which, as you can probably imagine, Gentle Reader, led to my preferences for measurement-scales being somewhat confused.
Yu Ho Jin
Posted in General, tagged general on Wednesday, July 18, 2012| 2 Comments »
Half of me wants to know how the hell he does that, and the other half wants, just as much, not to know, 'cause it doesn't want the illusion spoiled.
—Daz
H/T: Richard Wiseman.
Rockabilly: My Gateway Drug To The Blues?
Posted in General, tagged music, musings, personal on Wednesday, July 18, 2012| Leave a Comment »
When I were but a lad—well, in my late pre-teens and very early teens—if you wanted to be seen as 'someone' in British teen society, you almost by default had to belong to one of a set of fairly rigidly defined music subcultures; teds or rockabillies (variants of 1950s rock 'n' roll), punks, metal-fans going by various names, mods, and so on.
Decisions about which 'cult' to declare for weren't exactly made on any initial great strength of feeling one way or another. I 'became' a ted, and later rockabilly, based on not much more than my parents' ownership of only three records; two LPs of Johnny Cash, and one of Buddy Holly. Given that I had a slight preference for Holly, and they were the only 'rock' songs I knew all the words to, I just sort of plumped for 'ted', and then allowed that definition to influence my future music-buying preferences. '50s and '50s-based rock 'n' roll and rockabilly became my favourite because, well, because I chose to make it my favourite. Such is what passes for rationality in image-conscious youth looking for a peer group to fit in with. My best mate for much of my school years, Paul Hayman, became a mod by means of similar 'logic.'
Blues
Posted in General, tagged music, personal on Tuesday, July 17, 2012| 1 Comment »
Continuing my re-immersion in blues and folk, which I mentioned the other day, (and you just knew it'd mean I'd be making more music-posts, right?), I thought I'd pick out some favourites from the blues side of things—seeing as how the Woody Guthrie one was all folk—that have stayed in my playlists, whilst the main body of my collection of such gradually fell away. After all, the fact that I've kept 'em in mind through the years must mean I like them a lot.