Showing posts with label play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label play. Show all posts

Monday, 24 November 2008

Cowgirls and charity shops

I've made a wonderful accidental discovery. It's like walking home in the fog 'cos you've missed the last bus, and finding a waterfall en route. Or looking up 'serious' in the dictionary and finding 'serendipity' instead. Or going to the dentist, and finding they're hosting a circus today.

I wandered into my local charity shop looking for something new to read. Something caught my eye: the silver cover was vaguely appealing, the blurb was vaguely amusing, and the title was vaguely familiar. So I handed over my 40p and took the book home.

But there's nothing even vaguely vague about 'Even Cowgirls Get the Blues'. It's as In Yer Face as a book can get, without being arrested for prostitution.

Have you read it? It's funny and rude and crazy and wise. Its plot is thin, but its ideas are profound - that Tom Robbins knows a thing or two. There's a lot of pure silliness and plenty of wanton, gratuitous sex to keep Middle England tutting. What's more, its characters are people I'd want as my friends, and it had me laughing out loud on the train and grinning broadly at strangers. It's a bumpy ride in fantastic company.

And d'you know what? It's all about go-going with the flow!


Flow x
P.S. I've just found this on boingboing.net - a surreal image of leaves that got embedded in tarmac - 'tis a kind of modern urban fossil!

Thursday, 20 November 2008

Pure silliness!

I have nothing sensible to say today, so I won't even try! Instead, here are some cheering thoughts, chosen more-or-less at random...

I love this sign, for instance. It's not just a health and safety warning, it's a metaphor for life. Yes, it says sensibly, life is full of challenges, so be careful. But twist your perspective slightly (the lime green might help you!) and it also shouts... "Don't let ridiculous footwear stop you going where you want!"

And this fantastic piece of artwork, which I stumbled upon in another castle, at Collioure in South-West France.

It moves as you walk through the room, and it's at least as much kite as sculpture! If anyone knows (or thinks they can guess) the artist, please let me know.













And this, um, interesting variation on a guard dog!
















And all sorts of other silly things too, like fairy wings for grown-ups, and fluffy dice, and bubbles, and the contents of this website, and - well - allsorts, of the liquorice kind. Oh, and penguins, which are soooo silly that they deserve a blog entry all of their own!



Flow x


Sunday, 9 November 2008

If the grown-ups can't play nicely, don't blame the kids

So, where do you stand on the Ross-Brand-Sachs affair?

I know this probably feels like old news by now, but yesterday, the BBC broadcast an apology during the Radio 2 slots that would usually be filled by Jonathan Ross and Russell Brand, and today the Mail is leading with yet another finger-wagging story. And I won't sleep tonight unless I get some things off my chest!

So, are you outraged that two highly-paid presenters sank to such abuse in the name of comedy? Do you see their on-air swearing and rambling as the thin edge of a moral decline? Do you see it as proof the disrespect of the young - yet another symptom of 'yob culture'? Are you one of the 37,000 or so people who have complained to the BBC?

Or did you think the broadcast was funny? Are you angry that shows you love have been pulled from the air? Do you see the 'official' reactions as a threat to artistic freedom, or even an attack on freedom of speech? Are you shocked that the BBC gave in to tabloid pressure? Are you one of the 53,300 people who have so far joined the biggest Facebook support group?

And the million dollar question: have you actually listened to the controversial broadcast or recordings of it? If you answered 'yes' to any of the above questions, I bloody well hope so!

Personally, I am pretty much bored with the details of this individual case. Although clearly, mistakes were made and offense was given, I don't believe these were as important as millions of other mistakes and offenses that fill our world. Like war, poverty and global debt, say. Or Jeremy Clarkson and Bruce Forsyth.

But I can't stop thinking about it, because so many of the reactions - especially the Mail's vitriol, but also many of the comments on online discussion boards - seem to be part of Britain's favourite passtime, Youth Bashing. (And leave aside the inconvenient fact that Brand and Ross are hardly young!)

Look what happens, they seem to say, when we let the kids out to play. Young people are out of control and anti-social. They're yobs, and they need punishing.

Now, I'm not here to defend Ross and Brand. Personally, I did find bits of the broadcast funny, but that's because I have a twisted sense of humour. But I happen to think they were doing exactly what they were employed to do: of course 'cutting edge' performers risk going over the edge from time to time; that's why we need editors.

Ross and Brand were improvising - joy-riding on the flow rather than going with it - with no regard for the possible crash victims. And of course the BBC deliberately employs a whole posse of 'boy racers', of whom Ross and Brand are only two. Punishing them when they push the limits feels like entrapment. Imagine what would happen if the police removed all the speed cameras, filled the petrol tanks of some fast shiny cars and left them empty by the side of the road, engines running. Do you think the boy racers would breaks laws? Oh yes!

And it really galls me that the Daily Mail is, above all, a rag for aging boy racers. Despite all their complaining and raging at the 'yob culture', they still lead campaigns against speed cameras and higher petrol prices. No-one enjoys a bit of finger-wagging more than those who, secretly or unconsciously, envy those they wag their fingers at. I know I'm saying nothing new here, but their hatred and hypocricy are hard to stomach.

I am very deeply worried by our culture of Youth Bashing. It is unfair and unhealthy. It is devisive and dangerous. It's no wonder that Britain's young people are the unhappiest in the Western world.

I don't deny there's a problem. I accept that some kids are out of control and there are some nasty little so-and-sos about. There are of course also lots and lots of lovely children around, and everyone knows that young people are more likely to be victims of crime than perpetrators (my son got mugged last week, remember). But no-one who spends any time with children will deny that lots of them seem to have problems with playing nicely.

So here's my theory, my Big Idea: we've forgotten how to play. Not all of us, maybe, but most. Adults have got so serious that all recreations - even so-called games - have become things that must have a purpose: you do an evening class to 'improve yourself', you play squash or football 'to keep fit' or join a club for 'networking' - rather than for enjoyment. When did you last do something that was purely for fun?

If you can answer that question, then you're one of the lucky ones. I bet many people reading this can't. And if so many of the grown-ups have forgotten how to play, no wonder some of the kids have never learned.

So here's what I recommend: do something silly, and soon! Do it today, or tomorrow; don't put it off any longer. Do something that you will enjoy, and preferably something that will make you laugh a low-down, wicked belly laugh!

And maybe if the grown-ups begin to have some fun again, they'll stop finger-wagging at the kids.



Flow x





P.S. If you think I'm exaggerating the way this debate has polarized and
personalized into youth-bashing, listen to just a few of the comments posted on the Daily Mails' discussion board:

"How many are actually old enough to pay for their own tv licences, like the rest of us who complained? Grow up" (the_historian)

"You're ... one of the knuckle dragging troglydites. And with your date of birth being so recent in this unenlightened age ,coupled with your use of the term "bring it on", you are obvioulsy still but a child hence you don't know any better" (straddle)

"Let´s all blame Ross´s mother for his disgusting behaviour and his father (if he ever had one)" (maztheraz)

"It is no wonder we have foul mouthed, feral kids roaming the streets, when
they are weaned on a diet of broadcasted filth, unchecked or corrected by
equally 'brainwashed' parents"
(imself)

And the BBC's own discussion boards also have plenty of people blaming the youth and 'popular' culture - although perhaps less crudely:

"Last month I had some kids throw a brick through my car windscreen 'for
a laugh'... I wasn't laughing and neither it seems is Sachs. Perhaps this
attitude: by 'entertainers' earning more in a week than I earn in a year explain
why kids think mindless, distressing acts are acceptable"
(peter_sym).


"People who live on a diet of junk food and pop frequently end up being fat. My question is, do people who continually feed their minds with pap and pop often end up with fat heads?" (supportthesuperbra).