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Stop and smell the roses and other things

This is sorted continued from the last post and was also said by my wise friend Sarah.
While doing the research for the plastic seminare, she also noticed how everything is advertised as being faster, easier, better.

In the 1930s it took almost three hours to cook and prepare a meal, today we want everything to be done in 2 minutes. We are always in a hurry. The other day I was walking to the lecture with a classmate, when we crossed a bridge she stopped to look at the river and I got quite annoyed because I was in a hurry.
Then I realised I never stop to look at stuff and admire its beauty because Im always in a rush, not that I want to be, I just am.
We are always in a hurry and life just goes by...

Later that week, my other wise friend Mary (Im just surrounded by wise people LOL) was talking about the drinking culture at our university and just in general.
I can't quote her verbatim but this is what she more or less said:
"People are looking for something and someone to fill them and to share their sorrows with, so they go to bars and pub, but come back feeling even worse because they haven't found it yet. They go there each time but find nothing but hurt, which is why bars are so dark, and only open at night, because they are trying to hide the fact that they don't really have something to offer (?)"

Plastic Generation

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My wise and talented friend Sarah, who is an art student, had to present a seminar on plastics. While researching it, she discovered how much our generation has changed and become so superficial.

In my so called expert blog I had to explore the world of marketing, and one of the most fundamental things about marketing and selling your product, is the brand: the name, the logo, the packaging and the look in general. Nobody wants to buy something without a name or a package, as it now represents the company and what they stand for etc. While that is good in some way that we can instantly recognise a product and the company by its looks, we as a generation have begun to look at people and judge who they are.

A friend went out to buy the latest book, and she chose one with a different "better" cover, even though the content was still the same. We literally judge the books by their covers. We buy items with the same contents but different packaging, how does the packaging make what is on the inside better?

Its the same with people, we look at the way people dress and look. I mean I as a women am so concerned with the way I look and go through such extremes to look our best or in certain ways because of the way people judge what we look like. By extreme measures I mean we wax, pluck, wake up early, spend out money on products that will make us look this way or do this.

What is it all for?
Has it enhanced the way the way we think?
Has it made us better people?
Are we more caring?

For me, the answers to all these questions were no. NO, we do not think more critically, we would rather read about celebrities and fashion magazines than economics, politics or society.

No, we are not better people, we care only for ourselves and what we can benefit from others.
We have become the plastic generation, looking good on the outside but empty on the inside.

Tired and Uninspired

I haven't been here for a while, been a bit snowed under with work.
But check out http://www.diginomics.wordpress.com its a little something I've been working on. A bit rough but please check it out and comment.

Feeling a bit uninspired to I'll leave it there.

Never too old for Barbie dolls

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This may seem a very trivial and somewhat stupid thing to blog about, but let me voice my opinion about why I think Barbie or the Barbie doll is an icon.

Barbie recently celebrated her (or its?) 50th birthday. However, it has not always been smooth sailing for the doll. The Guardian points out that the Bratz Dolls have taken many sales which would have previously gone to Barbie. Mattel, the company which makes Barbie are also in the processes of suing the Bratz designer for copyright issues.

Numerous people have tried to ban Barbie on charges that she is over sexualising little girls, but then again just look at the Bratz Dolls, who bare their midriffs and ruin the English language (I mean s is plural not z).

Despite this, Mattel has always made sure that Barbie celebrated her birthdays in style. For her 40th Birthday, De Beers created a Barbie with 160 diamonds. As we all are aware, diamonds are a girl’s best friend. However, with a price tag of $85 000, this Barbie was not intended for its younger audience, but for its older audience and collectors as this was not kids stuff. Barbie has indeed become a collector’s item to be treasured.

For Barbie’s recent 50th Birthday Mattel threw a party at the beachside Barbie Mansion in Malibu. Famous guest such as Heidi Klum, Ginnifer Goodwin, Lauren Conrad, Lauren Bosworth and Kourtney and Khloe Kardashian attended the function. Volkswagen also created a new pink convertible car especially for Barbie’s 50th birthday.

Over the years Barbie has changed her looks, her fashion and her career to suit the ordinary girls around the world and stay trendy and fun. There was the basic black costumed doll in the 1950s. Jackie Kennedy’s style inspired the Barbie’s glamorous look in the 1960s.

She changed careers 108 times and been an astronaut to a ballerina and flight attendant.
Barbie is a trendsetter and has world famous designers such as Karl Lagerfield, Gaultier, Pierre Cardin, Christian Dior designing her clothes for her. She has spring, winter, summer and autumn clothes collections. As a business phenomenon, she has inspired make up, clothes and accessory collections as well as exhibits. Even though it can be argued, but she become a role model for little girls as they believe they can be who they want to be and get their dream job while looking great.

Now tell me she is not an icon of some sort.

Myths about Journalists

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In Tim Harrowers Inside Reporting

I'm sure I can find so many misconceptions about journalists, but here are just a few to get us going.

1. Female reporters are gutsy, idealistic, beautiful and single; male reporters are surly, cynical loners, who’ll lie, cheat and ruin people’s lives to get a juicy scoop.
2. Reporters routinely solve mysteries before the cops, even after their editors yank them off their stories
3. Reporters spend all their time either:
a) Ambushing celebrities outside nightclubs, b) dodging bullets in foreign hotspots or c) shouting questions at crooked politicians on the steps of City Hall.
4. Reporters celebrate their big stories by drinking whiskey they hide in their desks
5. All reporters have a liberal bias

Blogging 101

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So I haven’t been blogging so often recently. But I’m hoping all that will change soon since I am somewhat inspired at the moment.

I’ve been reading up on Blogging and it’s quite a vast medium or genre. There are List Blogs, Political Blogs, Review Blogs, Feature Blogs, wow. So I’m going to sorta try these types all out. I am going to try out a couple and see how that goes and see what’s best.

Another interesting thing I came across while reading about blogs is that the word blog is from the words web log. Log being from the sea navigating or sea journey term whereby the seamen (person) recorded wind speed and other important information chronologically into the log book. Ok, it’s a bit random but it’s interesting to me with my new ocean obsession. I will slip other interesting facts as I go along navigating….

Least bad or the better bad

Ok, this post leads on from the other but they are kinda different. So this week saw America elections take a historical turn as Barrack Obama wins the presidency. Whilst many people were very glad that a younger, charismatic black man had taken the presidency, some people were unsure. My friend began this whole debate at the dinner table with regards to Obama's policies. She said as a Christian we should not align ourselves with such policies. But another friend said that it would be wrong if McCain had won, even though he was said to be Christian, some of his ideals were not Christian-like and thus gave true Christians a bad name (Im just relaying the arguement here). Then we started debating Obama's taxation policy. Then there was more or less a split between the Humanities students and the Economics/Business/ Commerce people. Although the Commerce people had a relatively good point in terms of higher tax for richer people decreasing the profitibility and productivity of the country (USA), I realised how capitalistically minded, profit orientated we are. Their theory was tax everyone the same even though poorer people will be harder hit, because if you turn a country into a welfare state, people will just get lazy. We shouldnt give people welfare because they are just being lazy and staying at home mad (here again Im just relaying the argument). And as usual, the conversation and this post becomes very socialistically inclined and concerned with the workers.

But also as a politics student (not the best but an average one) I felt like I knew very little. I didnt have a solid foundation of knowledge to give my opinion, so I thought. So I more or less just sat and listened, maybe that's my journalistic side coming out more.

But after this debate I went to Bible study where we looked at Ecclesiates. This sermon spoke about some of the futileness of knowledge. Eccelsiastes 1 verse 12 "I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem. 13 I devoted myself to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a heavy burden God has laid on men! 14 I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind." But there is hope but not in terms of seeking God who fulfills all promises.

That was another topic of debate was the role of religion in the state, but I'll leave that for another time.

Whilst this sounds like a contradiction to my previous post and most of my life's work, but I sorta agree that ignorance can be bliss. When we were younger and didnt know anthing I was alot happier. Then I grew up and had to learn about so much stuff. Then came varsity where I learnt about economics and many of its Catch 22 clauses. I learnt about global warming and that its my fault. I learnt about my country's underdevelopment and all of its Catch 22 clauses where you try to develop a country but how, whose idea of development is it? Do we save the planet and leave some countries poor and underdeveloped or do we try and "develop" them. And I think wow how depressing is this. We chase after knowledge but where will this land us up?
Ironic for a person whose career is based on communication, information and influence that I think ignorance is bliss. Especially, after I said I will vote, but need information to intelligetnly vote.


So we taking this debate and stuff to Biblestudy next week. Will tell you what happens.

Tyranny of the Majority

One of our politics course this year was democratisation. We traced democracy from Athens in 500 BC to present day United States and South Africa. I thought I was on the level, but after arguing and theorising in the exam, I walked out and was like "what is democracy really?" Not that I didn't think I knew before, its just that it has changed so much over the past couple of centuries.
It was all about active citizenship and getting involved in actual decision making in Athens politics. At present, its all about posessing freedom of speech, freedom of assembly and of course free markets in neo liberal democracies. I hope Im getting this all right, but in Athens people all had their say and had political equality. Today, although we say we have political equality, we don't really. I mean we elect or vote in people who we think can represent us, thus we give over some of our citizenship to other people and create a political elite. Right? Or do we as the majority really have a great say in the government?

Would they (the political elite) really listen to us if we had to go to parliament and voice our opinions? I doubt they would, I would proabably be kicked out right? So how can we saw its equal and we are citizens? We are just voters.
What stood out for me was Meiksons Wood's theory that in an exlusive society (where some people can't vote, like Athens 500 BC where slaves couldn't ?vote? or play a role in politics) is more active in its citizenship. But in an inclusive society where everyone can vote, the society has more passive voting and citizenship.

But with what little say I have I will say it in our elections coming up soon.

Bad sister

My sisters have always been there for me. My sister -E- has been my good friend and has cared for me for as long as I can remember. She made sure all my clothes were clean and that we were always fed and ok. It's still the same now, I'm just the poor student who sponges off my younger sister on so many levels. As for my younger sister _A_ I feel even worse that I have been such a bad sister to her cause I am much older and should have been a better sister and mentor. She has always defended me, even though she is 12 years younger than I am, for as long as I can remember. I should be defending my sister! When I end up in tears or have fought with someone she is always there to comfort me and make sure that I am ok, even though she's just a child. And What have I ever done for either of them? Nothing I can tell of. My little sister barely knows me and I barely know her bacause I am like a visitor breezing in and out of here life, never constant, never there for her when she needs me most. The same goes with my other sister, the time when she needed me most, I was busy being selfish and chasing my own totally self absorbed interests. She looked after my sister and my dad and did her matric, actually its always been -E- looking after _A_ even though I should have been the one doing that. I am such a bad sister, I wish I could make up for all that time lost and make it all better by making it up to them. But how can I?

Poem- Puzzle of a Broken Heart

Ok, this is from another cool bloggers page, but I just had to have it on my page. So here goes...

A Puzzle of a Broken Heart
© By Alicia A. Cohen


My heart is like a whore
For I've given it to many men.
Without questions, without expectations;
With only one exception:
The only thing I've ever asked for;
The only thing I've ever expected
Was for their love in return.
But without exception, without fail
Each one took my heart,
Crumpled it up, and threw it away.
Like my love was worthless, a simple piece of trash;
Something that was easily and frequently discarded.
So now pieces of my heart are floating around,
Like pieces of paper tumbling in the wind
And I have to gather them up.
But some of them will be lost forever;
Some of them I'll never be able to find again.
But those pieces that I do regain,
I will try to put back together with what remains
So my fragmented heart will once again be whole.
For now I realize that it isn't worthless
My love is valuable, priceless
And I'm saving it for someone who will treasure it;
Who will treat it like a special gift
That I've given to him and no one else.
And I hope that he will forgive me
For the pieces that I gave away before.