by Gaalen Engen on April 17, 2013
A precipice has been steadily building over the last five years and with the collapse of the global economy, parity of the Canadian dollar and an aggressively competitive marketplace, BC’s film and television production industry is teetering on the edge of it. What used to be the third largest producer of film and television in North America next to Los Angeles and New York is now slipping past fifth place. Film and television production in BC was a 1.2 billion dollar a year industry. Now the twenty-five thousand workers directly employed in this sector have their livelihoods hanging in the balance. What is behind this monumental slide and why is the present government refusing to do anything about it? I pursued veteran actor and UBCP board member, Ellie Harvie and current face of Save BC Film, Wayne Bennett, for answers.
Two people were killed – including an 8-year-old boy – and at least 100 were injured as two bombs exploded at the finish line of the Boston Marathon, today.
The attack occurred without warning, and the devices appear to have been planted in the spectator section. Boston Police have no information on who was responsible at this point, but they are not ruling this out as an act of terrorism. No individuals or groups have claimed responsibility, at this time.
In a statement, President Obama has said that “we still do not know who did this or why. And people shouldn’t jump to conclusions before we have all the facts. But make no mistake, we will get to the bottom of this … Any responsible individuals, any responsible groups will feel the full weight of justice.”
In this video: a scene of chaos, as the second bomb goes off:
CGP Grey provides a pithy tour of the worlds only elected, non-hereditary, absolute monarchy.
Richard Thompson ~ Mother Knows Best
So you think you know how to wipe your own nose
So you think you know how to button your clothes
You don’t know shit
If you hadn’t already guessed
You’re just a bump on the log of life
‘Cos Mother knows best
She tells everybody she was born in a ditch
She backcombs her hair till she looks like a witch
Wolves in her train, serpents suckle at her breast
Don’t forget to wash behind your ears
‘Cos Mother knows best
O you lost your job, well ain’t that a shame
Got nobody but yourself to blame
You deserve everything you get for such carelessness
And don’t eat your peas off the knife
O Mother knows best
So your baby’s hungry
So your baby’s sick
Don’t make babies, that’ll do the trick
Put another string of barbed wire in your little love nest
It’s better than a cardboard box
Mother knows best
She got a zombie army to serve her well
She got a thousand bloodhounds from the gates of Hell
She got a hundred black horses with sulphur and coal on their breath
And she rides the unbelievers down
Mother knows best
She says, bring me your first-born
I’ll suck their blood
Bring me your poor
I can trample in the mud
Bring me your visionaries
I can put out their eyes
Bring me your scholars
I’ll have them all lobotomised
Mother knows best
Her life’s work long since accomplished, and her ideological legacy our present, it seems the octogenarian biological life form of Margaret Thatcher (unable to attend the Royal Wedding) may not be long for this world. While her death is unlikely to be met by orgiastic throngs of gleeful, flag-waving patriots, many will not be sad to see her go even if her legacy endures. So then, Elvis Costello, performing a fitting tribute to the Baroness from his late-eighties album Spike.
Lyrics and a Ken Loach doc below. Read the rest of this entry »
by Laurence Miall on April 8, 2013
In some respects, Justin Trudeau is a lot like Barack Obama. Those that like him like him because they can project their own ideas onto him. Being around him is like breathing in air that is momentarily transubstantiated into stardust, like water into wine. Breathing that rarefied air, you start to believe this handsome devil might have transformational powers. “I want hope.” Zing! Trudeau has hope… “I want change.” Zing! Trudeau promises change, and not of the pocket variety. Unlike Obama, Trudeau has a famous father. This, by the standards of our humble country, pretty much makes him an aristocrat. Because Canada has for so long lacked the American or British flair for state pomp and ceremony, we have been compelled to turn for a second time to the only family that gives us some version of “Camelot.” We, and by we I mean the Liberals (the self-appointed collective embodiment of all Canadians), will now crown Justin Trudeau as a party leader because as PM he would give us a beautiful face to turn toward the world. His face, unlike current PM Stephen Harper’s face (a more sneaky and devious face would be hard to find) might compel us to finally believe Good Things again about the Great White North that we call home. Read the rest of this entry »
Dance (wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous) critters!
Fun fact: At the Battle of Stirling Bridge, William Wallace arranged his defensive shiltrons in Fibonacci sequence. The numerous but innumerate English invaders were baffled as well as defeated there.
I saw this sadly sweet animation about a man whose giant rabbit might be standing between him and love. How could I not share it?
We’ve got a comments section if you’ve got any suggestions along the lines of lessons learned.
Originally posted September 22, 2011
Richard Griffiths has passed away at 65. Most, I suspect, knew him as the mean and foolish Uncle Vernon from the Harry Potter films. For me, however, he’ll always be the kindly, pig-loving accountant from A Private Function.
by Tony Longworth on March 29, 2013
Well, that was a depressing selection of human endeavors… I’m sure some good stuff also happened today. If someone wants to share some good news in comments, please feel free.
Originally posted April 24, 2011
Paul Root Wolpe, of Emory University, does not spend much time making an argument for clear ethical boundaries for the conduct of bio-technology, rather he just lists off some of the more startling greatest hits of the field, and the argument more or less makes itself: bio-luminescent monkeys, bug-bots, robo-rats, animals as donor part farms (mouse ears), computer chips comprised of self-aggregated rat neurons, creatures with neural implants that can be driven like machines, and machines that can be animated–made robot–by the transplanted brains of living creatures. Lovecraft’s Dr. Herbert West would drool; there is enough in this talk to spawn an entire new cycle of Reanimator movies.
Originally posted March 31, 2011