Disrespecting The Law

By Roger Colins

Hong Kong protesters Accused of 'Disrespecting the Law'.

Hong Kong has heard that the man in charge Mr Chief Executive Leung Chun-ying will not step down as demanded. Quite the contrary, as Beijing have begun backing him to stay in full control as their representative of the people. Take that any way you like.

Have a look at this, today's headline on the BBC website;

Hong Kong protests: China strongly backs leader CY Leung

 

The report details one interesting affirmation from the People's Party's official Communist newspaper, the people daily. This, having come from yet a third source from yet another newspaper but none the less, as you can see about half way down the article on the BBC, we have the line;


People's Daily also carried on its website a
comment piece from another newspaper
which stated: "Hong Kong has for many years
enjoyed peace and harmony. It now sees the
emergence of this embarrassing chaos, and
the root cause lies with a few people who are
disrespecting the law."


I couldn't help myself and took to a dozen or so comment boxes to bandy about a hashtag; #Disrespectingthelaw. I doubt anything will come of it and if so, it'll probably be perverted into something anarchist. It's the mindless hypocrisy of whoever this came from that is so telling in a situation where kettles are being called black. The protesters are allowed to protest in Hong Hong. They're allowed to vote for their own representation and this they can do for another 33 years according to legislation agreed to by the People's Communist Party, just 14 years ago.

The People's Party, having gone along and insisted Beijing vet the HK candidates, have broken their own law and certainly disrespected it. Calling the protesters illegal, is also breaking one's own law as the the Communist Party said they could. It is slander at the same time, but I'm not sure if that's actually a crime in China, Beijing or Hong Kong. Probably not.

The phrase 'Do as I say, not as I do.' might only fit if this person, this People's Communist Party weren't going around breaking the laws he, they, it,.. himself, themselves, itself invented. Even if the people of Hong Kong were to comply with Beijing's rule, orders, administration or laws I can't see where they would start as anything said by the mainland is beyond contradictory.

#Disrespectingthelaw

Writing For Idiots

By Roger Colins 

_____________________________________________________________ Representitive Literature? Surely not... Normally, I give myself a wide birth. Is that me? Could be, but could be you as well.   When I give myself a wide birth I'm allowing myself the ability to be misunderstood and when allowing someone else a wide birth, allowing them the ability to misunderstand. Could you get through that sentence without reading it twice? If you could, thine be mine bretherin. If not, well then... Sorry to have to do this but I feel that it is an important, nay, a paramount point that has to be said. I am no elitist and insist that learning, is a long, swooping, never ending curve. I was always told to write as if writing for a three year old, or there abouts. The idea is that anyone can read your work and your work can be understood. Fair enough. But, wait. What if everyone suddenly turns into genii? Yes, it is a word, plural for geniuses. Whoops, there I go again. I'd have to up my game a bit so that my work isn't passed off as remedial when it is supposed to be something more. Come on, what if everyone turned into morons? Exactly, I would say. I'd just have to write so much more carefully, on a hope and a prayer that the morons reading my work had the necessary attention span to get to the end. I would, after all, have to use more words as the bigger words that would not be understood would require whole sentences to get the meaning across to these third graders. Let me give you an example. Shakespere  I was about thirteen years old sooo, lets say this is 1995. Holy shit! A long time ago. Hmm. Anyway, my upper school class along with myself were taken along to a certain movie, originally penned by William Shakespere, reproduced and depicted with the help of one, Leonardo DiCaprio. The problem was, that the original Shakespearean language was not tampered with and the dialemma, that it left me sitting next to my best mate, telling me he didn't understand a word. Oh Shit. Well, normally I would have turned to said person in the theatre and asked them if they spoke English. Nay, I did not for I have a kind heart in my breast may it damn me to hell. I just tried to give my friend the general idea of what was going on while Mercutio was pointing his 'swords' at everyone. And we return. Now I am somewhat the twenty years on now, I have the advantage of retrospect and can use it in this well formulated and entirely improvsed illustration. Just when are we going to be able to write for those that aren't idiots? Yes, he was my best friend and I do not mean to impinge on any of you that do not understand what I am saying, just, that I am bored having to make myself more stupid in order to create something new. If I want to sell a shit load of volumes and books, signings, posters, publicity and interviews and what ever so have you, yes... I have to write for the masses and leave my true talent, truly, wasted. I can freely understand that a paper that has to be specific in all areas of accuracy such as counting and measuring must be without any room for dispute. But those that have this room, the arts such as literature, for one, art, for one and all by one, dance, music, all the fun bits in life that spur the imagination so that the scientists may take and use them for a new idea of where to look and what to look for... have been encouraged to be so, bloody, stupid. Cavemen Complex I will ask that one imagine the beginning of, consciousness... for humankind, at the very least. A caveman perhaps, a monkey in a tree if you're more open to further possibilities. Now, take your future, as you see it now, where we have come from and where we are now along with everything in between and spin it, 180 degrees. Do you think we will have gotten as far as we are now? Do you think that by going in the opposite direction, we will have gone backwards?  Do you think we will have found something new?  Do you think we will have surpassed our current circumstances?  Do you think that we will have become stunted as a result? Do any of you think that by approaching the problem from the opposite angle there is a possibility we may have advanced further than we have achieved to this date, from the direction the human race actually did decide upon?  You can, also argue that we had no choice, fair play. I implied this earlier but feel that I should make it quite clear now. This, what I am writing, is unedited. Just like how you prattle and honk with your friends and family, I'm just spewing my own bullshit in the way that I see fit. There is an upside to this, unedited, live type as well. It is un-moderated. No one to tell me when to stop, what not to say nor when not to say it. No questions, no answers, no conclusions. There's another. It's true language. If you don't get it, tough shit and you can call me a bullshitter, talking utter nonsense and going nowhere without a point but, hold on, aren't there entire professions for this? Training Idiots Lecturers? Yes, Lecturers do the exact same thing but they will indeed have an entire script ready to read from that has been doctored and edited and messed with and refined so that the largest demographic, who ever they are, can understand it. Huh? Why? I don't see the point. If everyone can understand it then there's no point in giving a lecture, surely they'll figure it out for themselves one day... Might be a good idea to inform those that will never know, but they aren't going to be in the audience, are they? I say, challenge, push, and push hard. Doesn't mean that anyone or everyone is a loser, just means that they didn't catch the previous class. They can catch up later. I'm one of those, I'm catching up and not everything I hear is understood. Some things make no sense to me at all and I might even call some of them utter bullshit. That doesn't mean that in a hundred years time these things won't be known as law or fact or history. No, just means I'm just as much of an idiot as everyone else. The only difference will be is that I was not treated like one and did not consider myself one. Treating students like idiots, will surly turn them into idiots. Treating anyone like genii, will surly, turn them into geniuses as well and I beg for the day that the geniuses of this world are allowed to write for the geniuses of this world, as well... not, the idiots!

Shakespere Cavemen Education

The News Show

By Roger Colins

Civilisation has gone as far backwards in morality as we have forwards in science. The very posture of pious, modern society could not make it any clearer that barbarians have higher moral standards than we do.

The cold blooded, hypnotising snake is but an amateur.

Just because millions of starving, mosquito ridden, disease infested children aren't dying on our doorstep does not mean that we aren't letting it happen.

This kind of hypocrisy could just about have been excused when we didn't know what was going on in the world. Those that would come back from war with stories beyond belief, explorers that returned from the sea with tall tales of giant sea monsters weren't likely to be believed and when I first saw a news broadcast as a child my soul quite immediately decided for certain this could be nothing other than sheer, fantasy.

My parents would not have allowed these things to take place, they wouldn't even let me be late for school. The same therefore goes for every other adult that went around telling me what to do. They'd all been entrusted with a responsibility over my life and had to live up to it, which included the news show. It too was a part of my life now. Therefore, this news show could not be telling the truth.

 
My Tablet

From there we arrive at a space age alarm clock going off at half past five. A hot shower, coffee, breakfast and smoke before horror strikes as the realisation dawns. Out of our of a collection of three hundred garments, we just can't decide what to wear and are already late for work. We stare long, just at that one collection. In the back of our head we hear 'I earned this.' Get up early every day, put on a big smile and work like a drone to pay for it. 'I deserve it.'

Hypocrisy sounds curiously similar to the Greek, Hippocrates. You've probably heard of the Hippocratic oath and may even have some notion of what it involves and yet, those that have gotten this far will still admit they don't want to hear it and those that haven't, are already watching a video of a funny cat.

Why not, here it is in full:

To hold him who has taught me this art as equal to my parents and to live my life in partnership with him, and if he is in need of money to give him a share of mine, and to regard his offspring as equal to my brothers in male lineage and to teach them this art — if they desire to learn it — without fee and covenant; to give a share of precepts and oral instruction and all the other learning to my sons and to the sons of him who has instructed me and to pupils who have signed the covenant and have taken an oath according to the medical law, but to no one else.

I will apply dietetic measures for the benefit of the sick according to my ability and judgement; I will keep them from harm and injustice.

I will neither give a deadly drug to anybody if asked for it, nor will I make a suggestion to this effect. Similarly I will not give to a woman an abortive remedy. In purity and holiness I will guard my life and my art.

I will not use the knife, not even on sufferers from stone, but will withdraw in favour of such men as are engaged in this work.

Whatever houses I may visit, I will come for the benefit of the sick, remaining free of all intentional injustice, of all mischief and in particular of sexual relations with both female and male persons, be they free or slaves.

What I may see or hear in the course of the treatment or even outside of the treatment in regard to the life of men, which on no account one must spread abroad, I will keep to myself holding such things shameful to be spoken about.

If I fulfil this path and do not violate it, may it be granted to me to enjoy life and art, being honoured with fame among all men for all time to come; if I transgress it and swear falsely, may the opposite of all this be my lot.

Murder

Two things happen when you kill for the first time. You'll vomit, and then you'll explore an overwhelming sensation of power. It feels good. This is not dissimilar to when you got your first pay check. Something inside you managed to count how many people died for every last penny you earned and made you feel sick. Then that cool feeling of God like power washed over you, and the feeling of sickness was forgotten.

I'm not talking about animals or fruit or an accident or self defence. I'm talking about deliberately taking a human life. One six year old girl dragged thirty kilos of copper twenty miles from a mine to an airport across a stretch of war torn land.

Her pay check is survival. She deserves to do it again until she fails to earn that pay check next time.

A five year old boy then manipulated that copper into wires in a toxic furnace halfway across the world. His pay check is a bowl of rice.

An insane, ten year old girl then puts that wire into a computer circuit on the other side of the city. Her pay check is in actual money.

That circuit is put into a computer by another, that computer is packed into a box made by another and those boxes are loaded onto trucks, trains and planes by another.

When the boxes land at their destination there are machines and robots to pick them up and move them into that shiny high street shop where a fat, peaceful, charitable, enlightened, educated, happy, well paid, insured, knowledgeable, well balanced and all around nice husband and father takes your credit card and you've got a brand new tablet. You feel like God. You feel this way because as far as this world is concerned, you are.

#hypocrisy #morality #civilisation