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  • Knicks to pay out $11.6 million; Bitches and Hoes.

     

    One of our the current mini-scandals dangled in front of us is the decision by a USA court regarding Isiah Thomas’ sexual harassment of a Knicks employee, Browne Sanders.

    According to the court, it’s good that the Knicks organisation should pay out $11.6 million to Sanders, who had to endure being called “a bitch and a hoe” by Thomas.

    This is interesting. On this basis I’m owed quite a few bucks.

    I’m not in favour of sexual harassment, or any other kind of harassment, but hasn’t it all become rather ridiculous?

    A few ideas, which I think are facts:

    These little pieces of paper, (commonly called money) represent the power to purchase goods and services, and are actually based on the fact of somebody doing something that is a service or a piece of goods, like driving a truck full of cabbages to market, or growing them in the first place, or building a house. They are useful for the transfer of value, reward or meaning within a complex society.

    They are not arbitrary chunks of something with which to beat petty offenders over the head.

    Has Ms. Sanders suffered insult, or is it injury, or is there actual loss of goods – had to leave her job for instance?

    In the first case, the remedy is an apology. In the case of injury or loss….. How exactly has any such occurred that can be valued at $11.6 million?

    Let’s bear in mind that all the world has to endure a daily struggle of being treated like “bitches and hoes,” if not actually being called it. It’s called life, and it usually involves tens of years of study and work, for which very few receive anything near this volume of little permission-papers.

    Commencement of frivolity.

    But of course Ms. Sanders, not being a hoe, and not liking to be called one, will virtuously keep only a reasonable sum, and return the massive excess, for fear of being in fact a hoe.

    Pause for laughter.

    End of frivolity

    And how much will the lawyer’s fees – two sets, one for each side – be on all this?

    And how comes it that The Knicks have to pay this, Isiah Thomas being the offender? Why, they have more money of course.

    I once received some training in assessing who is at fault in the event of fires caused by faulty electrical installations. “Look for who’s wearing the most expensive suit,” was the advice, “he’s the one to be sued.”

    It’s said that Thomas may loose his job, that is, get the boot from The Knicks. But if no court has found him guilty for his offence worthy of having his pockets picked for - which thus means his offence is an alleged or irrelevant – then surely then he would have a case for loss of income against The Knicks organisation?

    “He has offended against morality,” it is being said, “he should set a better example. He should be fired.” Really? He  is immoral, is he? In a system where legal theft like this occurs, and money is God, and bad language is normal, along with hypocrisy, and sexual cavortings are our number one entertainment, and sportsmen can be paid enough to feed whole starving third-world villages? He is immoral? Try “we.”

    I can’t work this out. I need a fee’d lawyer to help me, but I aren’t rich enough to get a “good” one.

    Now enough of all this morality. I think that Thomas should have tried pleading that he was merely trying his hand at rap, but as he didn’t, I’ll have a go. But I’ll leave the basketball alone, as white men can’t jump.

     

    Yo, yo, yo’s a bitch and a hoe

    But de jury do’n agree

    An they telling me so

    An onto them streets ah now has to go

    So ah can’t afford

    To buy me no blow

    Cuz yo, yo, yo’s a bitch and a hoe

     

    Now back to my own artistic whoring. Incidentally, the pairing of my first novel, Wake of the Raven, with The Quickie (don’t ask!) by the well-known James Patterson, appears to be causing a few sales on Amazon, so in a little while I may buy pizza all around.

    But this little edit is all that’s coming out of me tonight, because I’m off out for beer, having had a hard day editing my second novel, Zorn.

    Good grief, I’m so impressive when I say things like that. People who know me in real life must be terrified.

     

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  • James Patterson

     

    This Monday is the first of October, and October might be a big month for me, Amazon have agreed to pair my novel, Wake of the Raven, with The Quickie, a novel by James Patterson, bestselling author of fourty-two books.

    So as of Monday, anyone going on Amazon to look at the description of The Quickie will be offered a discount if they also buy Wake of the Raven.

    Is this a good thing or a bad thing? I’m not totally sure. Patterson is a mystery writer, who’s had tremendous success during the fifteen years since his first novel was published. I’m more of an adventure writer, but we’re similar in that we both deal with the sleazy side of life that’s hidden beneath the public facade.

    However, James blasts them out very frequently – fourty-one over fifteen years is a lot – and gets some criticism for this from his enormous fan base, who say that the quality varies from book to book. But all writers have their critics, and The Quickie has a lot of good reviews, and as my copy has just arrived I’ll soon know for myself.

    As of Tuesday, second of October evening  – Looking at my ranking on amazon shows me that I’m making some sales, which is encouraging, but I dont think I’m J K Rowling just yet.

    I won’t know how many till the end of month report.

     

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  • Prem Rawat – ‘Voyage of Life.’

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    In this life, we hear many things. We hear about the road of life, about what is the purpose of life. But the fact of the matter is, no one knows. Each one of us, because we are alive, will make a voyage. What will it be like? No one knows.

    You are given a vessel—this human body. By the very fact that it exists, it will make a voyage and go where no one has been before. You might think it will be similar to another person’s voyage. No. There are infinite little changes, variables that will make your voyage unlike anyone else’s. How you perceive, how you understand is completely unique to you.

     

    Every day is different. Even if you do the same thing every day, no two days are alike. It is not just a question of good or bad; it is how you view it. One day things could be really bad and you’re feeling good inside so, “It’s not so bad.” There could be a day when things are really good but you’re not feeling good inside, so you think, “Oh, no. Everything is bad.”

     

    How do we make this voyage? What is the purpose of this voyage?

     

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    To understand this, you have to begin at point zero. Why? Because you’ve heard a lot, read a lot of books. This is all information floating in your head. You need to begin at zero—no information. Let’s look at the facts, not ideas.

     

    You try to make this body comfortable. You want a soft bed, a soft pillow. When you buy shoes, you walk in them to make sure they’re comfortable. We spend a lot of time and energy to make sure our body is externally comfortable. Do we also spend that time to make sure that our existence, our life, is internally comfortable? Or do we learn how to live with disparity, with anger, with confusion?

     

    You start out as a baby. As you get older and older, the body deteriorates. You know it’s going to deteriorate, but you try to take care of it, preserve it. You want to be comfortable because this is how you are made. This body does not like pain; it reacts to something hot. It wants to see and hear that which brings you enjoyment. This is how you are.

     

    So, is it any different for what is within you, that the heart also wants to enjoy? Your existence wants to be fulfilled.

     

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    What is the ultimate experience? Without being a rocket scientist, I would have to say that the experience of the ultimate would be an ultimate experience. The ultimate would be that power that makes everything possible. Powers it. Moves it. In the whole universe. I’m not going to try to define it because one of the definitions of the ultimate is that it’s indefinable. I’m not going to try to explain to you what infinity is; we cannot understand what infinity is.

     

    This universe is amazing, but the fascinating thing is not understanding the universe, but understanding that what powers the universe happens to be within us right now, and we can experience it. And when you do, you are filled with peace, with clarity, with joy. This is when you experience the truest, truest happiness.

     

    How beautiful is this opportunity to make this voyage of life. What do you need to take with you? Do you need anger? Do you need fear? No. These have been given to you, but so has kindness. There is confusion, but there is clarity. There is pain, but there is joy. Pain is the absence. Kindness and joy are the presence.

     

    Your life is about absences and presences, and you need to know the difference. To make doubts go away is impossible, but to bring clarity into your life is very possible. This you can do. In your life, have you put on your list what you do not want or what you do want? For most people, there are all the lists of what they don’t want: “I don’t want confusion; I don’t want poverty; I don’t want pain. I don’t want this; I don’t want that.”

     

    Let me help you prepare for this voyage. You try to pack everything, and your back hurts from carrying all those ideas. You don’t need everything. Lighten your load. Carry the essentials; that’s all you need. Pack clarity. It will see you through most problems. Confusion weighs a lot; clarity weighs so little. Pain weighs so much, and joy so little. These are good things to carry with you because they hardly weigh anything and they make you lighter, too.

     

    Take the voyage. It’s a good voyage. Feel the heaven here. This earth was designed for you. Be in that peace. Be in that joy.

     

    Prem Rawat

     

     

    http://www.voiceofmaharaji.info/2007/08/index.html

     

     

  • Gluteus Maximus

     

    I was just pondering on the effects of physical exercise  – specifically squats – on the gluteus maximus.

    You’ll note of course that I’ve capitalised this in the title, but written it in italics in the main text, as should be done with non-English words when writing in English.

    We writers like to do these things correctly.

    We may write stories of mayhem and lust, where angry women throw saucepans, murderers hastily wash their bloody hands, lovers grapple each other passionately on sunlit hills and ruthless men plot to enslave nations, but we like to do so grammatically.

    All the horror, mystery, violence, passion and intrigue that has ever entertained you, all the vile language or serious prose that has ever shocked or bored you: this may have come from our heated imagination, or from our experiences.

    But in either case, we can nerd-out so badly that all the pens protectors in the world can’t fill our needs.

    But occasionally we weary of all this sedentary toil, and then we stagger back from our keyboards, crying “if I don’t get my f****** fat ass down to the gym soon, it’s going to be bigger than the Encyclopedia Britannica,” – which being a book title requires both capitalisation and italics.

    The philosopher and writer Plato was also a noted athlete and wrestler, and doubtless he had such thoughts whilst writing his Illiad, and wearied of scratching all day on the parchment.

    I’m not a mystery writer, but I’ve set you a mystery now. However, there are no prizes.

    It’s now Tuesday 18 September, and in nine days no one’s noticed the deliberate mistake, so in terror that someone may some day read this, and think I didn’t know any better, I’ll correct it now.

    Homer wrote the Illiad, not Plato.

    For shame. No one wins the prize that I wasn’t giving, and moreover I’m so disgusted that I’m now going to break the final seal that will release Satan from the pit.

     

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  • Priests With Long Faces

     

    When people of different religions or or cultures work together and achieve a common good, they rarely do so because of the cooperation of their religions

    They succeed despite their religions

    Drink, laughter, fornication, feasting, art, compassion for the pain of others, a universal need for happiness, a sense of the value of life and its beauty: if mixed with a little common sense, these have probably done more to bring different people together than all the robed and incensed priests who have ever existed, howling their mantras and proclaiming the “only truth” of their dry books

     

     

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  • Wake of the Raven: Review by Heather Anastasiu

     

    A surprising, engaging read

     

    This book really surprised me, both in it’s excellent writing style, and unusual content. A bit reminiscent of Nabakov’s Lolita in content, but at the same time, a really fresh, unusual, and surprisingly sensitive (if still disturbing) look at a relationship between an older man and a young girl. One of the strongest points of the novel is the psychological aspects of each character – I was amazed at the way the author really seemed to understand the psychology of an a young girl. And the way he makes you sympathetic to characters to whom your knee-jerk reaction would have otherwise been to judge as terrible. The reader becomes sympathetic to these characters, at the same time feeling disturbed for being so affected.

    A sensitive and honest exploration of sexual discovery and human relations, this novel will, if nothing else, REALLY make you think. I read it some months ago, and still find myself thinking about it, hashing over certain situations, and, indeed, feeling disturbed about some of the events. Either way, I hadn’t read such a thought provoking novel in a long time. It’s sad that really innovative literature like this can’t find a wider audience through mainstream publishing, but it is one that I hope eventually finds the note and recognition it deserves.

     

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  • Wake of the Raven: Moving the Character.

    The story does not exist until it exists on paper

    There can only be limited growth or extension to a story that exists only as an idea, because ideas have the tricky quality of appearing as a glorious image in the mind, a piece of graphic ambition that glitters there, saying, “I am the story of how….” which you will write so well that the reader will stand amazed at your skill

    And yet when we open the blank page the image flees, and has no more substance than the reflection of sunlit trees in a lake; beautiful and full of promise, but un-graspable

    Then the work of the writer commences: to give the image flesh, defining and solidifying it into black marks on the page, from which other airy images can be deduced, in their turn to be fixed forever – or at least till the next edit – by more of those pesky black marks

    The original image, the genesis of the story, may be born from interest in something, and the interest may involve fascination, love, detestation, obsession, or some other emotion

    The something may be a subject, a situation, an incident that the writer saw

    But it’s doubtful – at least in my case – that any story appears fully formed in its details

    And when this heroic, interesting character sticks, and our imagination gives him neither deeds to perform nor words to say, then we stare at the half written page in dismay

    One trick that I have learned is to make notes, describing exactly where the character is, then move him to another place. Have him walk; describe it. As characters have their own life, he will certainly find some mischief to get up to before you complete that walk.

     

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  • Stimulus

     

    There is an idea that flies around a lot that people need to do what they want, that they will be happy if they have the time and freedom to do as they please. It sounds attractive, but having been in this situation a few times I find that I don’t agree with it.

    It is not merely the fulfillment of our desires that makes us happy, but often our response to what the world imposes on us. We wish that what we want should come to us, but often our lives are given shape and meaning by the arrival of what we do not want, and without such stimulus we may find ourselves drifting in a vague limbo.

    There is of course a part of us that has ambitions and desires that go beyond visible and everyday situations and tasks, but we cannot live permanently in it, because we are creatures of parts, and some part of us – locked into a need to struggle with the outside world, because it was made for that purpose, as a tyre is made to grip the road – that part hungers for the world’s attention, and though it seeks love, would rather have a blow than indifference.

    Of course this is merely my opinion, written authoritatively as though I were some great sage – which I aren’t, but that’s my usual style.

    What do you think?

     

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  • Wake of the Raven: Lolita in the South Pacific

     

    It takes time and much monotonous effort for a new writer to become known, and I’m grateful to Lynn Voedisch, journalist and author of Excited Light, for her review on amazon.com, which I reproduce below with her original title.

    Lolita in the South Pacific

    Author Graham Worthington has created a fictional world in “The Wake of the Raven” that isn’t easily categorized. It’s not your standard adventure yarn, nor is it a survivor tale filled with moments of high anxiety. In this book, which has The Raven (an airplane) crashing near a deserted island, a young man and a pre-pubescent girl are the only survivors. The way they find a way to eke out a living and to continue to hope for rescue is infectious and endlessly intriguing. But it isn’t until the psychological drama begins that the book gathers speed. As they await for help to arrive, the man becomes unavoidably attracted to the young girl, who runs around in a perfectly understandable state of undress. She is curious about him and he is tormented by her, until it seems the man’s sanity will crack.
    Without giving away the ending, this book thoroughly plums the soul of a sexually aware man who also is burdened with the yoke of cultural responsibility, resulting in a conflict so deep it threatens both characters.
    The island scenes are interspersed with scenes of a more stiff-upper-lip scandal unfolding in London. It’s an interesting foil to the drama unfolding on the island.
    Coming from a small publisher, this book has some editing gaffes that a larger house would have tidied up. But don’t let that stop you from enjoying this most penetrating look at sex, morals, and the business of living from day to day in a world perhaps not so different from our own.

    Lynn and her work can be found at www.xanga.com/bastetmax

    and on amazon at

    http://www.amazon.com/Excited-Light-Lynn-Voedisch/dp/0595421733/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-6558853-3752038?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1185586548&sr=1-1

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  • Vicarious: why read when you already have life?

     

    Why do people read novels about other people’s lives when they have lives of their own to be lead?

    Especially since novels are often pure fiction.

    The answer I think lies in the often dismal facts of time, space, ability and opportunity.

    Often we would like to live more deeply than we do, to feel more intensely. Christ remarked on this, saying “I come that you may have life, and have it in more abundance,” and limited in ability, we seize on the written lives of others to fill that lack.

    Sometimes we may find the daily round of our activities dull, and yearn to be in some other, more glamorous place, where exciting things happen.

    Or we may be curious as to how other people live, or feel, or experience life. This one is very interesting, for the reader may in this case be seeking a role model in his own life, wondering if his own days – so often scarred with petty disasters – might be brighter if only he were a character who could stride nonchalantly like Bond through a host of evils.

    Escapism can be a strong reason – and I think it is related to the role model idea - where someone may hurry home from a dirty, noisy factory, yearning not necessarily for wild adventures, but perhaps merely wishing to hear a pleasant tale of trout fishing in the green Scottish Highlands.

    Reinforcement of what we already believe or know can be another reason. A reader with strong moral beliefs may sicken of hearing yet another news report of political corruption, and choose a trusted author who he knows will restore his world-view with a tale where moral people win out over bad people. Or a romantic person may tire of a dull circle of friends, and go to the favourite shelf of a local book store, to seize with delight on the latest novel by Madelain D’Amore, and read yet again of Love’s triumph over the villainous Sir Henry.

    This is a very deep question, and I could spend all day listing permutations of why a major part of people’s lives is the imaginary life of others.

     

    But I have to go now. I have an appointment in the year 2035, where a happy young couple are enjoying a day at a sea side resort.

    I already know that the day will end in disaster, and I know the disaster’s nature.

    But I have not yet written the words they will speak to each other before that day is ended.

     

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