HBD for lynx!

Side by side or miles apart
True friends are always close to your heart
Whether you're turning five or fifty-three
You know that I'm a true friend because you're here beside me
I'm here, right now, on your special day
So lets give a cheer for you, hip, hip, hooray!

P.S. I hope this is the kind of cake what a lynx prefer

Old ultraviolence

"There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs*, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks** what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence. "

A film, again, and what's more, I haven't really wanted to see this one either, too afraid of the agressivity it contains . Well, if it's been the same reason holding you back from it, don't fret, it is not even scary for our generation - too "mild", I guess. That is not to say that I did not like it: I liked it all the better! Even though you are not supposed to like the main character I have found him really cool and was actually worried what might happen to him. (According to various analyses, you are supposed to dislike him: I am happy that no psychologist reads this.)

If you watch it in the original version, be careful to have subtitles and your knowledge of Russian with you: the protagonist talks in Nadsat, invented by Burgess, the writer of the original book.

*друг, friend
**рассудок, mind

wake up!

Where is everyone?

I had to notice that only i and I posted and commented to the blog this month!

Cetli

This is a piece from a book of one of my favorite writers. I feel it has some sort of relevance to ourselves.

"...Not long ago a slip of paper got into my hand from the depths of a drawer. I have lots of these small pieces, because whenever some idea that is worth writing comes into my mind, I scribble it onto one not to forget.
This piece had the following written on it:
“We get bored of someone when we told him everything about ourselves.”
Whoa, I cried out, what substantial bullshit! This is the kind of thing what only very young people think. Moved, I held the yellowed piece of paper in my hands, the age of which was demonstrated not only by the ink-pencil used for the scribbling, but also by the naivety, the lack of life-experience. Fifty years, at least.
Today I am much wiser. I know that a relationship, the depth and lasting of a friendship can be measured by how many times we told the same story to each other already.
By the fact that we move comfortably in each other’s past, that the locations and characters are familiar. We know, how the other lived through the war, the this-or-the-other big adventure, how he managed to escape, how he walked into a new trap later and who came in his way on the railway station at the border. We know already, of course, we know like the child who wants to hear the same tale over and over again, and we are not bored. What is more, we enjoy it, because it makes us feel safe and it radiates the intimate feeling of belonging together.
And we keep telling the memories of our lives to the other the same way. We keep telling the stories which gained their final, apt shape by nothing but repeating them several times...."

from: Eva Janikovszky: How beautiful life is! (Bad memory)

Translated by me

scientific question

I think most mammals can squeeze, but I am not sure about the elephants.

Can they, and if yes, how does it look like?
Will the fast air-flow straighten their noses?

Plans for the New Years Eve in Golden Ages?

What I might do in my golden ages is this.
And if anybody would think that I'm joking, here is a student party.
If anybody thought that its something german or austrian, it is not. They started it, and spread it in the Alps and nowadays in the States also its moreand morepopular.
AND: they are proud of it :)
I'm scared, promise to visitme please.

The whisperer

Neither Lobert, nor Ledfold and no Thpenther and Trathy

What I try to share with you is some thing all of you will meet once.
A book, or an idea to follow how to manage with your child (applied scinetist wants a recipie for everything).
My father told proudly, he found Dr Spock, just they ran out of it in the shop: Thanks god I told him. I found another one - basically people recommended it. The most surprising was that there was nothing surprising in it: it suggests completely natural behaviour. The second most surprising was that it works.

So that was, how I found this book, but what I wanted to write about is the idea how to listen carefully to another being what it wants to tell. AND (!!!) than accept and understand it - that's the metaphore with the horse-whisperer, which film I still haven't seen).

I associate on friends. Those talks with friends. Some people have such mothers.
I always wanted to be a whisperer. Once I was, but I forgot that sweet 16.
Now I'm learning again :)

Do you have?

(The book is Tracy Hogg's Secrets of the baby whisperer)
For formal ELTE students: Note the link of the photo.

Points of views

I found this one here.
Interesting what a difference chiral simmetry makes, if you are carefully listen. Most things were innocent what we use now as violence-symbolsand te other way around. Human mind is violent. Rabbits are not coward and the innocent white lilies are huge genitalies.
And I anyway wanted to post something: like I did before I became a milk producer :)

REM phase

I definitly had it. I still like them.
Here is their wisdom relevant to the previous post...


P.S. how on earth can I embed these videos, not just the links? (help, tarelle, or somebody!!)