Diet
update
The
C (for curry) diet continued last night with a chinese-style chicken,
mushroom, tomato, potato and pepper curry and basmati rice. Fresh
chillies and cayenne for heat. Wing Yip sauce enhancer from its
plastic pot adding some five spice aniseed and takeaway overtones.
Yesterday I fell off the waggon and tried the CoS diet. Not the
lettuce, that's the cheese and onion sandwich diet. Not as good as
the CoDS (cheese and onion doorstep sandwich) diet, and not a patch
on the curry diet. The plan is for a jalfrezi tonight.
Actually,
history is bunk
Here's
why. A revelation. Occasionally, I do get the odd lightbulb going off
up there. This one came from the novel I'm reading, By Light Alone. A
history seminar, the lecturer proposes the following: standard
academic history focuses on the rich. Kings, princes, royals,
politicians, so on. Throughout history, human history, over 99% of
our species have lived in poverty. The poor fought the wars, built
the pyramids, sailed the ships, led the revolutions. Even now, the
vast, huge, great steaming overwhelming majority of the world live in
poverty. We've had plenty of time to learn, and to do something about
it, if, as a species, we were remotely bothered.
In
the book the comparison is made between historians and
oceanographers. The catalogue of historians, their academic writings,
their focus and their narrow approach is like oceanographers looking
only at pearls. Ignoring krill to killer whale, ignoring the
miles-deep faults with their own (some not oxygen-based) ecosystems,
casting aside the 99.9% that is of real interest and beauty and
stunning surprises and instead banging on about the tiny minority
where the money is.
There's
people going on about how exams favour guys able to remember and
regurgitate and coursework being the better option at the moment.
They forget that applied maths, physics, engineering exams can be
real tests in problem solving, in sitting in front of a problem and
applying your knowledge to provide a solution. With a real time limit
and working on your own, not in collaboration with several classmates
and your parents. One thing about my ancient qualifications: their
mine and mine alone.
History,
geography, the humanities have generally had examinations that have
amounted to little more than memory tests. This can change. There's
scope for a more intelligent approach without resorting to the death
by a hundred cuts, open to huge abuse cop-out that is the marked
coursework option.
Cube2
Unfortunately
Cube III isn't Cube3, or Cube Cubed. Which would be cool.
Cube II, or Hypercube, is basically a Cube rerun, with less blood,
splatter and gore, theoretical physics and conspiracy theories added,
a strange ending, and is none the worse for all of those additions,
or for being a rerun. It put my brain to bed for an hour and a bit
after cooking it at work all day. Cube III is actually Cube Zero, a
prequel to Cube. That's tonight, if there's time.
The
rights to chips?
Our
great and good have sold the right to sell chips during the olympics
(so some legal variant thereof) to MacDonalds. Other than as the
chips in fish and chips. No other burger and chips, just chips, pie
and chips, whatever.
Is part of the deal to preserve Seb Coe in a cryogenic
deepfreeze topped and tailed with Peter Mendelson? Ugh.
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