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Wednesday, 10 September 2008

Apocalypse Twensday

Morning:

Wow. Today is not just Liv's birthday, not just another Wednesday, and not just another day in particle physics. It is in fact his 18th (birthday of birthdays) - so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Also, it's Twensday. Twednesday occurs every 20 Wednesdays, and is the the greatest Wednesday ever in any twenty week period. Furthermore (and it's particularly relevant because I'm currently sitting in physics), today is also the day that the large hadron collider gets turned on.

Large Hadron Collider

Afternoon:

Well, a black hole didn't "Eat the planet from the inside out", as predicted by Professor Otto Rossler. Nor did gravity disappear. Liv' gave everyone gifts to celebrate his own birthday, including some wonderful letters, which everyone agrees were thoughtful and brilliant. Honestly, thank you Liv', it was a beautiful gesture.

This afternoon, from schools end onwards, I sat my Entertainment Studies exam. While others sit exams in quiet, supervised exam conditions, I sat mine in a loud server room, on my own (with Internet access!). Yes, we take training and assessment seriously. The exam was ludicrously easy, and was a purchased exam from the Catholic exam making people; they went way too soft. Anyhow, the results for all trials will be up within the week (hopefully).

Happy Twednesday.

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Tuesday, 9 September 2008

The Start of a Journey

It's been a busy week, I've meant to post here about half a dozen times, but simply haven't had the time. I'm writing this on my phone; sitting in the sun catching rays and soaking up the vitamin D. Certainly beats my regular posting place; in the cold corner of Neil Locker's office, under a poor quality wall mounted heater, after having climbed through the ceiling.

Anyhow, the point of my post is this: I have a new baby, a double bass. A gift from Mum, Dad, Clare, Asher, Keda, Sanjay, Tim and Jen, for my 18th.

It is MASSIVE: that is, it's full size. I am yet to find a place to put it.

And this is the start of my journey.

This gorgeous bass sounds absolutely stunning. It has not yet fully sunk in.




P.S. Check back soon, as trials results will be forthcoming in a day or two.

Tuesday, 2 September 2008

Tuesday

Well, yesterday was my birthday. And I didn't just party, I redefined the word!
I redefined it to mean "Sat the biggest/most important maths exam I've ever undergone, and ever will ...and then studied physics for the rest of the day." I had a whole bunch of things I'd meant to mention about the maths exam, but I've forgotten them now.

Today, however, I sat physics. I spent my weekend covering "Revise HSC Physics in a month", and making notes on it, and reading through a few other text books as well. Not very exciting. I was late to the exam, and didn't get to read over my notes (which were brilliant, I might add). The exam was exhausting. It was supervised by substitutes, because of the strike. My Red Bull was confiscated half way through. One of the supervisors had REALLY loud shoes, and walked around alot. I drew a diagram of an experiment in a magnetic field, and used an entire page to draw that field, including lots of detail of all the flux. We were also expected to draw a sine curve that would result from an experiment, but I drew a much more complex and detailed graph, showing the results of discrepancies in their diagram.

At the moment, I should be in my Entertainment Studies exam. I chose not to go on the grounds that I'm too tired and have no way to get home after it. We'll see how that pans out. Ughh. I'm so tired.

Thursday, 28 August 2008

Trials [A negative post]

Well, the first three exams are finally over, which means I'm finished for the week.

My fist exam was an English Paper One, which I feel went well. I didn't focus on the right things in Section One, but I felt my response in Section Two was well constructed, effective imagery, good construction etc., I'm just not sure I actually demonstrated the concept (though I did integrate the question better than I have in the past). Finally, in Section Three, I feel I did O.K.. I said everything I wanted to say, remembered all my quotes, and got it all down in the allowed time; but I did mix Stephano and Trinculo: I knew I was as I wrote, but I decided I'd go back later and fix it up, then forgot to. Hopefully the marker fails to notice that rather glaring error. Each section is supposed to use one writing booklet (8 or 10 pages), and I filled six, so I don't think length is too much of a problem.

On Wednesday, I had the Engineering Studies exam. It didn't occur to me how unprepared I was until the Tuesday afternoon, so I did it with minimal study. It is quite a hefty exam, weighing in at three hours. The multiple choice is supposed to take twenty minutes, I finished it in five: never a good sign. One of the questions required a great deal of calculation, and I had forgotten the required equation for calculating the second moment of inertia (Ixx). The question, after listing all the figures and details said "..would this truss be of appropriate strength in this situation if a Factor of Safety of 2 is required?", to which I responded "S'fine". We'll see how that one goes. There was also a question on mechatronics, my response to this relatively short answer question was about a page and a half (small writing) story about robots who live in the drains. They are mechanical (robots) intelligently programmed (think for themselves) electrical devices; I think they epitomise mechatronics, but we'll see what the marker says.

Today, the infamous Modules exam: English Paper Two. With wayyy not enough study, and a can of V, a kit-kat, a mars bar, a litre of water, half a dozen pens and some tissues, I gave it 'a burl'. I wrote a book full about how Working Dog Productions (Frontline) use the same techniques as Mark Ecko, and how Rob Sitch is concerned about the same things as Jack Johnson. Then I wrote about how Aldous Huxley crafted paradoxes to debase humanity, and how Ridley Scott created whole new juxtaposition between humanity and humans creations, filling a book and a half. With twenty minutes or so to go, and very little knowledge of the core texts, I wrote about how Gwen Harwood sustained meaning in her poetry, and how that makes it great. Well, writing in my biggest, curlies chicken scratch, I still only manages to fill six pages. I spoke about how
"...dropped
and dribbled..."

shows imagery, alliteration, onomotopaiea and enjambment (I get my money's worth out of quotes - one of the quotes I used from the Tempest: "...celestial liquor...". I write about it for pages, and don't mention the word celestial.) I did a similar thing for the other poem. I then filled the rest of the booklet talking about feminism and Marxism, and how interpretations from these perspectives add meaning, which, in a roundabout sort of way, allows the poem to enjoy sustained reality.

So, with those three out of the way, I only have Physics, Maths, Software Development and Design and Entertainment (although I don't think I'll bother with the trial for this, it has a 0 weighting, and I have an exam the next day) to go.

Then, it's off to Sydney to catch up with the fam'. Then again to race the solar boat (we won the international championships last year*). Then again to see Bill Bailey.

-Mick


*Since we are from a public school, our international championship win was played down by the organisation. As a result, our official team photo doesn't appear on their photo gallery, but there is a shot of us here (Ben (the wranger), some kid, me, Shane (yawning), Sam's arse (standing), Sam (with sunnys) and Angela. Also, our boat in in the background of this photo. Strangely the several thousand dollar prize collection was distributed amongst the runners up and divisional winners (Daaang. Was sime nice music gear donated by Roland).

Saturday, 19 July 2008

Pic-a-tures

Wow. I was just perusing and found some of my photos cropping up on the internet:
My marigold on Plantwire and my weeds on Green West Magazine. How fantastic.

Also, I've finally gotten around to loading a couple of piccies on Flickr. Here is one of them.

Kurt riding a wave


P.S.
I also added a video on youtube. It isn't very good, I was bored yesterday afternoon, so I decided to play with a few pieces of software and see what they could do. If I put some time in, I'm sure I could create something worthwhile.

Speech I gave a while ago

A few weeks ago I was asked to speak at a Youth Leadership summit. They asked me to speak about my own youth leadership experience, but with only 24 hours notice, I figured anything I wrote would have to do. Anywho, Keda asked for a copy of the speech, as did a few others, so I decided I'd just stick it here on my blog (It's about time I posted something - I've been busy).



Firstly I would like to acknowledge the Traditional Owners of the land we are on – the Biripi and Worimi people I acknowledge that this land was stolen, and that Indigenous sovereignty was never ceded.

For those of us currently studying for the HSC, these exams are coming at us like a Mack truck full of Areas of Study, Modules, Cores, option topics, and practical examinations.

But I’m finding myself facing questions that are much broader than those I’m likely to face in the HSC examinations in about 100 days. Our planet is undergoing rapid levels of dangerous climate adjustment; glacier retreat, ice shelf disruption, sea level rise, changes in rainfall patterns, increased intensity and frequency of hurricanes and extreme weather events. Scientists across the world are saying we need cuts to greenhouse gas emissions by up to 80%, and we need them by yesterday at the latest. Now the questions we all must ask ourselves are these: Do I care? And what am I willing to do?


I do care. And I’m trying to do something. But as a great man once said: “Do or do not, there is no try.”

It is up to us to inform ourselves about the causes of climate change, the science, the impacts and the solutions. I don’t believe I can rely on my political leaders for answers, they are too distracted by gaining political and economic advantages. So it will be up to us, the future leaders, to bring about change

Change of course is difficult, but it is happening, in one form or another. No-one asked you whether you wanted to perpetuate climate change. But we as Australians are the world’s highest emitters of greenhouse gas pollution. No-one asked you whether you wanted to be part of the generation facing the climate crisis. Those decisions appear to have been made for you. But one very important decision hasn’t been made for you: what are you going to do about it?

I believe that our we are entirely capable of being part of a big, informed, creative global public movement that is mobilising against the causes of climate change.

Two hours south of here in sunny Newcastle, is the world’s largest coal export port. The State government is seeking to expand it to more than double it’s current size. Last year a number of concerned community members entered the port to halt the machinery there and to send a strong message to our business and government leaders about the urgent need to stop new coal and move to renewable energy. These people have made the decision that they will not pretend that nothing is happening; they have not disengaged from their future. They can and will make a difference.

Every single one of us has to decide what we are going to do with our skill and energy. We are young we have many decisions ahead. I believe the decision that we need to make is about how we are going to choose to live our lives after we finished school.

"The time has come, well and truly come ... for all Australians, those who are indigenous and those who are not to come together, truly reconcile and together build a truly great nation."

This quote is taken from Kevin Rudd’s speech given as part of the national apology. The apology was great. It was all the more poignant because it was not too long after the introduction of the erroneous war started by the previous Australian government, right here on Australian soil. Few may understand just how perverse the Northern Territory Intervention really was. Indeed, many appear to have forgotten it is even still taking place.

When the Howard government announced that it would send in the police and the army as a result of the “Little Children are sacred report” to ‘protect’ the children from abuse, co author of the report Pat Anderson said that there was no relationship between the recommendations she had made in the report and the Federal government’s response.

The parliamentary acts that protected these people have been removed. The Aboriginal land rights act and the discrimination act have been suspended in these areas. The government has enforced compulsory land acquisition and put business managers, reminiscent of the mission managers, into some of the more strategic communities.

The legislation, which is supposed to address child abuse, hardly mentions children. The only policy relating to children who have been abused was the policy of compulsory health checks, which they had to drop because it was classified as abuse.

Pornography, alcohol, and gambling, have all been banned in many aboriginal communities. In some communities with people of different nationalities, only the houses of aboriginal people are affected by these laws.

Thousands of NT Aboriginals have had their welfare quarantined, and given out in vouchers (similar to being paid in tea and sugar for working on the missions).

With no public transport, covering the vast distances can cost $440 in taxi fares to get to town and join the queues; often hundreds of people long. Sometimes Centrelink runs out of vouchers, leaving families without food for their children; the ones the intervention is supposed to protect.

I’d like to now tell a story about Julie. Julie is from Galiwin'ku, Elcho Island in the Northern Territory. Julie has been helping whities in the community to intergrate. She’s been helping them learn the language and traditions of the Yolgnu people. Julie saw attendance falling at her local school, and decided to get a job there in order to encourage her grandchildren to attend. With a job at the school she could take them to school and be with them all day. Last year Julie suffered a stroke and was unable to continue working. She began to receive the Centrelink invalid pension.

In April income management was forced on all people receiving Centrelink payments and living on Aboriginal land, including Julie.

She was rightfully outraged that half her pension was isolated without her permission, and at being treated like a child. She was under the belief that all Australians, black and white on Centrelink payments were being income managed. Centrelink had given her a food card to swipe at the local store, but for weeks and weeks she struggled and limped into the store to swipe the card, and for weeks and weeks there was no money in the food card. Upset, and with her pride and dignity severely hurt she threw the card away.

After discovering what income management really meant Julie asked a white friend of hers, John, to assist her gain an exemption from Income Management. He became a nominee to enquire on her behalf, and not long after, was visiting Galiwin'ku and called in to the Centrelink office. He asked the officers the reasons why Julie’s pension was being income docked. One officer replied, 'it's a response to the Little Children are Sacred Report'. John responded, 'You must think she is a child abuser. I want Julie exempted from income management.' The officer asked, 'What are the reasons she should not be income managed?'
John thought, then asked, 'First you tell me the reasons she's on it.' At first the officer couldn't answer, then eventually he replied, 'because she lives on Aboriginal land.'

John went on to explain that Julie had never touched alcohol, which is not surprising given that all the Aboriginal townships in north-east Arnhemland are dry and always have been, she has never smoked, never gambled, has never abused children or any of the other things that the Federal government has labelled Aboriginal people as having done in the Northern Territory. The officer then said so far there have been no exemptions to IM. As John later found out, the only valid reason is 'not to live on Aboriginal land. The effect of this blanket targeting in the case of Julie and her familiy is debilitating and dehumanising. It is becoming clear that income management is having a severe and negative impact on the spirit and the psyche of Aboriginal people.

A quote now that was passed on to me from John: “an elderly matriarch rang a couple of days ago and said this:

'the tide is in, we are drowning. Why don't they just come and shoot us?'

Many people have made a stand. It’s hopeless for the victims of this campaign to try and protest against a military invasion, but we, in the comfort of our homes, can write the letters, make the phone calls, sign the online petitions, and donate to those organisations who are fighting for what is right.

If we want our future to be one in which all people enjoy human rights and basic services, and one free of the current climate burden, then it is up to us to campaign against these things, to join together to demand a better future for all people in Australia.

We all have the opportunity to be leaders for change; we just need to make the decision to make a difference. I don’t want to lead a life where I don’t have hope for our future. I want to know I tried to make a difference for a better world. How about you?

Thursday, 12 June 2008

I saw your rabbit

This is the poster I have stuck up about the place:

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I spotted this rabbit the other day on my way to work. I shooed it away from the car before leaving, but didn't know what else to do as I was in a rush to get to work. Today I stepped out the back and spotted the same beast again in the same spot. I took a few photos and stuck this up in the hope that someone will recognise the animal and be reunited with it.


View Larger Map

This map shows roughly the area the beast was sighter, but the actual lane is missing from google maps. Do you know Valetta lane? It runs parallell to Elizabeth St, alongside the rail corridor near Artarmon station. If you come down the station stairs, then turn right, then turn left before you get to that new thai place (Little Thai Place) you'll find yourself out the back of the greatest pizza shop known to man (LCC)

If you need better directions etc, email me: 'poi' three times, at gmail dot com.
(ie. poipoipoi@.) Note that I haven't got a hutch and don't even know what to feed such a beast, so it is still roaming free about the place, and is not neccasarily here still, but it was today (12.6.09), so it probably isn't a bad spot to look around.