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urgh. 
another wretched facebook ad fail. 
and not just targeting the wrong person, but doing so in a rather offensive manner. 
scotland is not british. we may be part of the uk, but we are not british and an attempt to convince us of that fact wreaks of the smug cultural superiority that has always come from london.
attempting to gain independence is not “separatism” or an “attack” on anything. it is simply wanting the right to govern our own nation. 
this is not about hating england or rampant nationalistic fervor. it’s about the fact that scotland is a country ruled by another country. we pay england for the right to be told what we should and shouldn’t do, and wait for them to hand back a percentage of the money we earn for them.
as a result, we are relegated to the status of a province up north - one that fills london’s treasury while disinterested politicians make choices about our lives. we are like india was. or burma. or new zealand. or australia. or any of the others that london lost. 
whether you’re in the “aye” or “nae” camp, you are entitled to your opinion, and the referendum will show which opinion is more popular (and it will, no doubt, be close). 
but even if we vote “nae” then we are still not british. we are scottish, and either way we will hopefully keep close ties with a far greater degree of - and i hate to use this goddamn word - freedom.
there is a good chance that scotland will vote no. it is a vote from fear. it is a vote for the status quo because people are - naturally - afraid of taking the chance necessary to gain anything important. if we do, i hope england grants us more power.
it is sad that it took so long for them to do so. it is funny seeing politicians come crawling to beg scotland to remain. england is like the abusive partner in a relationship, always taking the loyal spouse for granted until it’s too late, and then begging for forgiveness. 
but ads like this are even more offensive.
"separatism"?
jesus. 
we are not one country. we can be friends, we can be partners, and we can work together. but we are not part of england, and hopefully this referendum will - one way or another - drive that point home.

urgh. 

another wretched facebook ad fail. 

and not just targeting the wrong person, but doing so in a rather offensive manner. 

scotland is not british. we may be part of the uk, but we are not british and an attempt to convince us of that fact wreaks of the smug cultural superiority that has always come from london.

attempting to gain independence is not “separatism” or an “attack” on anything. it is simply wanting the right to govern our own nation. 

this is not about hating england or rampant nationalistic fervor. it’s about the fact that scotland is a country ruled by another country. we pay england for the right to be told what we should and shouldn’t do, and wait for them to hand back a percentage of the money we earn for them.

as a result, we are relegated to the status of a province up north - one that fills london’s treasury while disinterested politicians make choices about our lives. we are like india was. or burma. or new zealand. or australia. or any of the others that london lost. 

whether you’re in the “aye” or “nae” camp, you are entitled to your opinion, and the referendum will show which opinion is more popular (and it will, no doubt, be close). 

but even if we vote “nae” then we are still not british. we are scottish, and either way we will hopefully keep close ties with a far greater degree of - and i hate to use this goddamn word - freedom.

there is a good chance that scotland will vote no. it is a vote from fear. it is a vote for the status quo because people are - naturally - afraid of taking the chance necessary to gain anything important. if we do, i hope england grants us more power.

it is sad that it took so long for them to do so. it is funny seeing politicians come crawling to beg scotland to remain. england is like the abusive partner in a relationship, always taking the loyal spouse for granted until it’s too late, and then begging for forgiveness. 

but ads like this are even more offensive.

"separatism"?

jesus. 

we are not one country. we can be friends, we can be partners, and we can work together. but we are not part of england, and hopefully this referendum will - one way or another - drive that point home.

beatdom:

The Beat Generation at War
The Beat Generation is often viewed as apolitical, apathetic, selfish, and borne out of the post-WWII era of prosperity. They are viewed as rich kids who chose a bohemian lifestyle as a matter of fashion, as part of a teenage rebellion that went on too long, and inspired too many imitators, and eventually morphing into the beatniks and hippies of the fifties and sixties. Getting to the heart of the Beat ethos isn’t easy, as this is a literary grouping of rather different individuals, over a long period of time, with entirely different philosophies and styles relating to their art. That “post-WWII era” label, then, is important in defining them. If we must group them together, we can define them by opposition to the oppressive society in which they lived. They supported sexual freedom, opposed big government, and pondered to what extent madness was a path to genius.
The Beats are never viewed as coming out of World War II. They are the next generation, the post-war generation. For them it was all supposedly history, or at the very least so far removed from their own existences that it may as well have happened on Mars. Never mind that the core of the Beat group – Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William S. Burroughs – met during the war. Never mind that they all lived through it, that most of them had served to some extent in their nation’s military, that they had opinions and experiences, and that perhaps it was more important in their lives than they would admit. Unlike previous generations, the Beats never had a great war novel and never spoke passionately in favor of their country’s interests.
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i wrote this essay for beatdom #15. it’s long but informative, and if you dig the beats, you might just get a kick out of it.

beatdom:

The Beat Generation at War

The Beat Generation is often viewed as apolitical, apathetic, selfish, and borne out of the post-WWII era of prosperity. They are viewed as rich kids who chose a bohemian lifestyle as a matter of fashion, as part of a teenage rebellion that went on too long, and inspired too many imitators, and eventually morphing into the beatniks and hippies of the fifties and sixties. Getting to the heart of the Beat ethos isn’t easy, as this is a literary grouping of rather different individuals, over a long period of time, with entirely different philosophies and styles relating to their art. That “post-WWII era” label, then, is important in defining them. If we must group them together, we can define them by opposition to the oppressive society in which they lived. They supported sexual freedom, opposed big government, and pondered to what extent madness was a path to genius.

The Beats are never viewed as coming out of World War II. They are the next generation, the post-war generation. For them it was all supposedly history, or at the very least so far removed from their own existences that it may as well have happened on Mars. Never mind that the core of the Beat group – Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William S. Burroughs – met during the war. Never mind that they all lived through it, that most of them had served to some extent in their nation’s military, that they had opinions and experiences, and that perhaps it was more important in their lives than they would admit. Unlike previous generations, the Beats never had a great war novel and never spoke passionately in favor of their country’s interests.

Read More…

i wrote this essay for beatdom #15. it’s long but informative, and if you dig the beats, you might just get a kick out of it.

today i bought myself a new bike. i think it will be a big improvement in my quality of life, as otherwise i’m stuck on campus.

today i went to a place that’s only about 200-300 metres from my house. however, thanks to a large wall (the chinese are really good at building walls…) i have never been able to get there. with my trusty bike blazing along at 28km per hr i took the long way around and found this gorgeous lake. the city is encroaching, but as you can see, the goat-herders and farmers still rule the roost. 

there were some fantastic birds, too, but i was too slow with my camera and missed them.

In the face of the obscene, explicit malice of the jungle, which lacks only dinosaurs as punctuation, I feel like a half-finished, poorly expressed sentence in a cheap novel.

happy birthday, werner herzog. your insane brilliance and brilliant insanity never fail to impress.

lunch

tinkiewei:

davidswills:

i went to my university canteen for lunch today. i wasn’t very hungry, but i had nothing in the house to eat.

i ordered beef and potatoes. (牛肉土豆)

the old woman asked me what vegetables i wanted. (什么蔬菜?)

i said i didn’t want any vegetables. (我不要蔬菜)

she said you have to have vegetables. (i can’t…

Celery (qín caì芹菜) hehe.

谢谢宝贝. 

now i know how to refuse celery in future.

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Reblogged from triumph of the wills