It's as likely as not that the creation of our Universe resembled not so much a big bang or a divine spark, but the plotline of The Matrix, a poorish sci-fi flick. We are just too much of a perfect mix to be true, ask Martin Rees, astronomer royal.
Gravity is tweaked to such a degree on our planet, one in billions, that the possibility of our being here being an accident defies, well, all probability. Everything that makes life possible on Earth is arranged to such a degree, gases, climate, positions of other planets, it simply couldn't be by chance.
In David Ambrose's briliant novel Coincidence, we are shown to be mere playthings of a super-intelligent creator, as flys to small boys, as Shakespeare put it. Our feeble intelligence is not capable of understanding what makes the Universe tick. Man is at best a stone age creature with the brain of a hunter gatherer fashioned by a million years of violence and a mere few hundred years of civilisation. Heard of The Holocaust anyone? Perhaps only the welcome advances in genetics or sentient computers can ever shunt us into an understanding of our place in the Universe. We are as amoeba, still floundering on the margins of creation. We don't need to fear the future.
Friday, 7 March 2008
Friday, 29 February 2008
Of all the evil
Of all the crimes commited by mankind in the history of the world by far the most heinous is the systematic liquidation of 6 million Jews by the Nazis during World war 2, now known as the Holocaust. The testament of Jewish survivors, the grainy footage of the bodies piled up on one another and of the small children being marched to their deaths can still be viewed on the History Channel, it should have a greater audience. That this was evil like no other cannot be denied and the majority of the adult German population at the time, most of whom were either compliant or complicit in the slaughter, deserved to be wiped off the face of the earth by the atomic bombs bound for Japan. Admittedly not a practical proposition at the time.
Why are the horrors of Auschwitz not taught as part of every school syllabus in the land? Many extremist Muslims today make common cause with the crude anti-americanism of the fanatical left to deny the Holocaust ever happened. Our fear of causing offence leads us to allow the truth to be chipped away at by a new breed of Nazis who will again target the Jews should they succeed in brainwashing the next generation.
Why are the horrors of Auschwitz not taught as part of every school syllabus in the land? Many extremist Muslims today make common cause with the crude anti-americanism of the fanatical left to deny the Holocaust ever happened. Our fear of causing offence leads us to allow the truth to be chipped away at by a new breed of Nazis who will again target the Jews should they succeed in brainwashing the next generation.
Thursday, 21 February 2008
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A lesson in misanthropy This blog is not for all of you. I've been a journalist for 10 years and you may assume that arrogance and or vanity is the dynamo that drives this little foray into cyberspace. Well, you'd be right and wrong. Here's Point Zero , as Camus would have described my starting position. What you need to know is that in this life 80 per cent of everything is shit, that's everything; people, food, drink, the clothes you wear, the stuff you read or watch on TV, everything, but mostly people. Those of you who know what I'm talking about stand up and be counted among the 20somethings, per cent that is. The rest of you will be upset, but then, as I said, this blog ain't for you so as you are part of life's vast reserve of flotsam, tough shit, go fuck yourselves.Think about it, most people out there, about 80 per cent, are basically useless. They can't spell, they don't read, they can't talk properly, have no social graces. They're the ones mostly employed by the Government in makeweight jobs, subsidised by the taxpayer to keep them off the street and off the jobless statistics. You ring up to find out about tax you've overpaid and need refunded, a simple query, and the girl on the other end of the line asks you a number of personal questions totally unrelated to your request, date of birth, NI number, then in an attempt to transfer your call to the person you should really be dealing with loses you in the digital morass of extensions that constitute the workings of their makeweight world. Eventually, too stressed to continue, you opt to write a letter instead, hoping there are a few 20 percenters still running the show on behalf of their mentally challenged colleagues. Ironically the ones who can do their jobs are mostly near pensionable age and are on their way out of the world of work. I haven't, as yet, mentioned the defectives who don't or cannot hold down a job in the first place, but more on them another time. Think about this, the next ten people you talk to, how many of them do you really think were worth the trouble their mothers went to give birth to them? I bet not more than two.
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A lesson in misanthropy This blog is not for all of you. I've been a journalist for 10 years and you may assume that arrogance and or vanity is the dynamo that drives this little foray into cyberspace. Well, you'd be right and wrong. Here's Point Zero , as Camus would have described my starting position. What you need to know is that in this life 80 per cent of everything is shit, that's everything; people, food, drink, the clothes you wear, the stuff you read or watch on TV, everything, but mostly people. Those of you who know what I'm talking about stand up and be counted among the 20somethings, per cent that is. The rest of you will be upset, but then, as I said, this blog ain't for you so as you are part of life's vast reserve of flotsam, tough shit, go fuck yourselves.Think about it, most people out there, about 80 per cent, are basically useless. They can't spell, they don't read, they can't talk properly, have no social graces. They're the ones mostly employed by the Government in makeweight jobs, subsidised by the taxpayer to keep them off the street and off the jobless statistics. You ring up to find out about tax you've overpaid and need refunded, a simple query, and the girl on the other end of the line asks you a number of personal questions totally unrelated to your request, date of birth, NI number, then in an attempt to transfer your call to the person you should really be dealing with loses you in the digital morass of extensions that constitute the workings of their makeweight world. Eventually, too stressed to continue, you opt to write a letter instead, hoping there are a few 20 percenters still running the show on behalf of their mentally challenged colleagues. Ironically the ones who can do their jobs are mostly near pensionable age and are on their way out of the world of work. I haven't, as yet, mentioned the defectives who don't or cannot hold down a job in the first place, but more on them another time. Think about this, the next ten people you talk to, how many of them do you really think were worth the trouble their mothers went to give birth to them? I bet not more than two.
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