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Crosswords Society Analogy Mirror Poem

Life was a tea-break quickie for me until I went to uni, and it began becoming cryptic, using a crosswords analogy. Cryptic crosswords don’t make much sense until you know the rules, and common forms of encrypting them, and I think the same is true for society.

If you have no interest in such things, the good thing about relatively free societies such as dear ol’ Blighty, still at the moment anyway, is that you can get by just doing the tea-break quickie.

Moreover, you can look smarter and quicker doing that, rather than struggling over learning and deciphering the cryptic.

John Lennon’s Working-Class Hero, 1970

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

Read more: John Lennon – Working Class Hero Lyrics | MetroLyrics

John Lennon and Marc Latham (4-6)

For those who’ve grown up in the social media age, Lennon wasn’t criticising the working-class, saying peasants; he thought he could be sarcastic to make a point, even though he was very rich by then.

I was probably reminded of Lennon watching an Imagine two-part documentary about Cuba this week. A lot of what the Habaneros said about socialism is how I feel now, after being a staunch one back in the 1980s. I still think it’s a good ideal, but hasn’t worked that well in practise, with even Russia generally forgetting it now.

A soft form works well in countries like Norway, but they do have North Sea oil money too; but have used it wisely, only spending so much each year, unlike Blighty!

The lyrics to Working-Class Hero seemed still apt for my experiences at university, but they also did in my day-job, when the bullying perpetrators were working-class from all ethnicities.

So, I’m not trying to convince you I’m your working-class hero here. I’d rather be living in a secluded mansion in the Hollywood hills; or somewhere similar in Blighty or Europe, like most of the working-class who’ve made some money.

That’s in contrast to people like Russell Brand and Lily Allen, who do the same, but try to hide it, while trying to claim they’re ethically squeaky clean. You want bollocks go to them!

Blighty Since 1980s

However, if the ‘Editors’ change the rules, withdrawing the tea-break quickie and imposing the cryptic on you, then you can come unstuck, and look stupid; as happened to people like poor Jade Goody, who seemed to me and the Mirror‘s Carole Malone (cited for her writing rather than her looks; a common mistake made in the current social media age) to be sacrificed for Multicultural Fascism under New Labour’s openly stated strategy to ‘change the face of Britain’ after the working-class had rebelled in the 1970s and early 1980s.

Jade and the others did look horrible at times in the Big Brother house, but that was predictable, put into a situation with a person and rules they didn’t understand, and who could be snobby, because that’s the life she led. For Jade and the others it was like being forced to try a cryptic crossword without any knowledge of them!

Society of Crosswords, Clues are Scrambled

no more tea-break
quickies for queue
straightforward view
while having brew
equality delusion
you know
the puzzle
so it’s time
for a new muzzle
multiculturalism

what you write today, tomorrow we’ll make hearsay

elitism
elegant word for meism
enjoying new lease
riding theism
we preach
our superiority
have another theology
new tautology
fork isn’t cutlery
cryptic-cross cultery now

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Bipolarity and ADHD to Folding Mirrors by [Marc Latham]

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Pyramids Comparison in American Origins Documentary

In addition to the recent blog post about the Atacama (Desert, Chile) skeleton, and the mystery about its origins, where I mentioned the similarities between Middle-Eastern Mesopotamian culture and Mayan, especially in the pyramids and depictions of humanoids carrying a ‘handbag’, the similarity between the pyramids was featured in an Ice Bridge documentary on the Yesterday channel a while ago (not currently available).

North America Population Origins Debate

That documentary claimed there were more differences between the pyramids on each side of the Atlantic than flints they thought proved Europeans known as Solutreans crossed an ice-age land bridge 20,000 years ago, contrasting with the current dominant paradigm that North America was populated from the east about 13,000 years ago.

Although the Middle-Eastern and American pyramids still have a certain amount of mystery about them, and their cultures, as written history was very limited, they were built within the last 5,000 years, so their convergence doesn’t seem as amazing as when considered in isolation.

Civilisations of Art

In the first episode of the current Civilisations series Simon Schama provided a good summary of the datelines for the start of human creation; starting with human ‘civilisation’ about 200,000 years ago, and art 77,000 years ago, and the first human-animal cave art and pagan statues about 40,000 years ago, starting what is now known as ‘paganism’, but I’m pretty sure was then just natural.

I’ll post that on my travel25years.wordpress.com site now, so as not to confuse the two, and with the amount of content and different television documentaries more suited to two blog posts rather than one.

New Mirror Poem from Writer Genius Wordsmith

I started having these ideas last night, so they would have been philosotea if I’d drank tea at tea-time, but I didn’t drink it yesterday, and just had a couple of coffees, as the second one was a bit late. I was listening to a new album by the Spacelords, and think it helped my mind rise, as Goldray did last year with their POPtastic (PinkyOrangePurple) Rising record.

Goldray - Rising (2017)

A new band to me, The Spacelords also had a great greenYgrey world cover for their Liquid Sun album.

Too Late for Managenius

With lots of talk about football manager genius this week, and having created my wrIus writer/ing-genius word for myself (and others who follow, or that have already been) – such new words combining parts of two others are called blends according to the Oxford Dictionary – I thought last night I hadn’t heard managenius used. So I looked it up, and think I was right about a football context, but it has been used by a French management consultancy.

I also had a few ideas for new Folding Mirror poems, or parts of the same one:

double negative fm
can tell badness of others as side with dark side (written about in my bipolarity poetry)
interpret my behaviour from wrong basis

I started off with the idea of writing it this morning, in a state of complete coffilosophy, although the spirit of philosotea. It ended up being a little different, but with some similarities, leaving the door open for another poem or two from the ideas above.

The title was inspired by an article I read this week about chimps, and how they share our dark side, suggesting an evolutionary link. I loved chimps when I was young, mostly inspired by the PG Tips advert I think, so I’ve been disappointed to see they’ve got a dark side, but accept it. However, the good news of chimps’ similarity to humanity is that on this year’s series of Animals With Cameras a chimp was shown washing its hands, cleaning its teeth and thoughtfully weaving together a nest from leaves (clip available on website above – don’t know if available outside U.K.).

I laugh to myself because I think a lot about other things while zoning out to the television, even if the programme’s interesting; I think down to Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD), but don’t know how far I am on the spectrum? I often have to rewind programmes having missed a few minutes, as I’ve written about before, and included in my poetry.

That’s one of the reasons why I consider it dangerous to be around one-dimensional people in the new ‘Big Brother’ age!

Advertised Childhood Chimpanzee, Evolutionary Family Tree

Gogglebox guilty
laughing to myself
while bad news
on television
looking around
hoping see
still free
amongst 21-C humanity

face value judgements, predictably negative sentiments

 complex 3-D brain
maybe sane
channelling pain
thinking beyond
modern media
view in front
wanting to write
innocent beauty

Gogglebox is a programme revolving around watching people watching television.

242 Mirror Poems and Reflections by [Latham, Marc]

Doctor of Philosophy Speciality Poetry for Free

I don’t know which social-political-sporting system has won most battles throughout history, but when thinking about it recently, I thought that the authoritarian should win more than it does, with more of a total war attitude, and wondered why it didn’t.

Media War Propaganda My Doctoral Thesis

I don’t know if it’s a common theme or knowledge, and if I’ve read it somewhere long ago, perhaps in my studies, where it was my specialist subject. It emerged recently into my head as an original idea, inspired by thinking about the quick collapse of I.S. in Syria.

I thought that while a totalitarian attitude with promising propaganda can work to build a quick big following initially, if the promising propaganda is shown to be false, then it will also result in a quick big collapse.

The democratic side doesn’t have the sudden burst of energy from ‘big lie’ propaganda, but can sustain itself better through defeats, as they are not as crushing to its whole rationale. To use a food analogy, its like a sudden sugar rush v complex carbohydrates.

‘Big lie’ propaganda is like a ‘set in stone’ monolith that cannot be repaired when cracks start to show, whereas democracy is more like a brick wall that can be renovated, with the ‘new bricks’ derived from debate and policy-strategy changes.

Having chosen creative writing after my PhD I have written a Folding Mirror poem to demonstrate how I see the two sides of the above discussion. It also has relevance to ordinary society and culture, where these kinds of battles also go on; and even more now in the social media age; and to individual personalities, with regard to self-development and sociability.

Mirror Poem about Media War Propaganda

Democracy Debate v Authoritarian Agitate

weakness a waving
for all to see
positive attribute
enlightened society
balance power better
when enjoying strong economy

displaying replaceable tail, possible false trail

cultures with closed society
brainwash people by
boasting superiority
negative occurrences
set true picture free
exercise inner strength

Poem about Horrible Bosses

I am a researcher now. The Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys I wrote about last post. I was more like Dennis Wilson before that, looking for the beauty in everything, especially nature and women, living ephemerally, caring more about being social than caring about who it was with, and what they were doing or saying.

Bad Work Environment

Around the same time as I was studying for my PhD; learning to research really analytically; personal, national and global events made me start to look at my world and the wider one in a different way; from my youth in Wales to the future of Britain and humanity.

So when I went back to the day-job I had changed from an unqualified hedonistic student to a graduated doctor of philosophy. Some of those above me didn’t seem to recognise that, just wanting to ‘compete’ with me in a contest I wasn’t interested in; I just wanted to work as little as possible to fund this writing.

Negative Postgraduate Experience

It wasn’t just the day-job though, as I think there was a similar problem while I was studying, with other students being ‘competitive’ when I just wanted to finish my thesis and leave after I had lengthy problems at the upgrading meeting at the end of the first year – taking nearly two years to return after my appeal was upheld.

So I’ve had years of unnecessary stress and bollocks because some ‘ambitious’ or egotistical people chose to ‘compete’ with me. Moreover, they still think they’re holier than thou, pillars of society, benefits to all those they ‘help’ to their faces; while stabbing them in their backs and slagging them off. Apart from receiving ‘feedback’ from those they’d obviously demonised me to, I also guessed what they were doing because they were doing it to others while being nice to their faces; and making out they were student/worker leaders to their peers while sleeping or sucking up to the hierarchy.

Poem Debit not Credit!

So this poem is about them, not for them, and certainly not in a good way, even as a ‘respected competitor’. It’s written with disdain and disgust. I was willing to work with them, but they made me the enemy, and made it out to be about everything apart from the personal, trying to get others from their ‘identity’ to do their dirty work for them.

I saw the movie Horrible Bosses for the first time last year, and that seemed to sum them up pretty well. However, I know being a manager or mentor can be difficult, and especially in some industries. That makes the good ones all the better. The ones I don’t like could also be helpful at times, just that they let themselves down in creating a general atmosphere of nauseous bull, and escalating it out of the workplace to the outside world. They probably hindered my efforts to criticise the grooming epidemic apparently going on in their locality, but maybe they were involved in it, or supported it, as they were all interested in the workplace version.

I wrote during that time that it seems ubiquitous throughout society and the world, and that seems to have been borne out since the Weinstein scandal brought it to the surface. So please make me a working writer, so I don’t have to go back to it!

More Persecution Creates, Correct Analytical Results

pseudo-alpha
peak of pyramid
constructed laughter
image hides hollow core
building support by spinning lies
deflecting suspicion claiming cultural war

not me the individual, identity of us all

telling those relevant ethnic reason
gender and sexuality for others
anything but personal failing
invisible weakness
root of problem
para-psycho

242 Mirror Poems and Reflections by [Latham, Marc]

Big Eyes Unbroken: Genius Connecting Multi-Media and Creating New Writing Art Word: Offer to Artistic Studio

After citing the article about connection genius yesterday I’ve gone connections crazy today for International Women’s Day! I watched a couple of films this week I related to, with regard for my attempt to create my art, and retain credit for it; whether positive or negative. Tim Burton’s Big Eyes told the real story of Margaret Keane, who let her husband Walter take credit for her distinctive ‘big eyes’ paintings, as ‘female art’ didn’t sell. Angelina Jolie’s Unbroken was about Olympic athlete and World War Two airman Louis “Louie” Zamperini, who suffered sadistic treatment as a prisoner of war.

Some more of the plots are discussed below, so spoiler alert if you want to watch them without knowing the stories, but they are quite obvious storylines, and not surprising twists you’ll really regret finding out before.

My Life, My Mind, My Writing 

In Big Eyes Margaret Keane proved she was the painter of her distinctive art by creating one in the courtroom. I’d had the idea before of writing my coffilosophy live, in an art studio or gallery, and the idea still holds for philosotea. So, if anybody can make that happen, I’m still open to it. My writing art becoming one; is this a new word for the occasion: wriarting. You saw it here first, but will you be enlightened enough to credit me? I just searched it to make sure, and found no such word:

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That’s why I consider myself a self-proclaimed genius, and worthy of spending my time doing this as Lionel Messi is playing football, Noddy Holder is living off his Merry Christmas royalties (and other brilliant music! Sorry Noddy!!) or Gordon Ramsey is cooking fancy food!

I’ve been writing this for thirteen years now, and was blogging similar stuff for a few years before that while at university, so I should have proved myself by now, but some people just don’t want to accept somebody like me can be a writer/artist, as they didn’t want to accept women could be artists in Margaret Keane’s time. Some of those have been women.

The way that Big Eyes merged into Unbroken for me is that one of the ways those around me have tried to keep me down sadistically is by trying to claim they helped me when they didn’t, thus dissipating my efforts and achievements: as I wrote in my Gossip ist Schwein Folding Mirror poem, most have been more of a negative hindrance than a positive benefit.

Telling me I should share my work is like telling a non-white person they should share credit for their work with whites; or telling women they should share their work with men, like Margaret Keane.

While the main reason I hold on to my writing is for myself, I also do it for my ‘demographic’, having started my creative writing career at the height of the ‘chav’ era, and with it apparently now doing the worst in school.

While my writing started off rebelling against the traditional ‘upper classes’ and ‘elites’ I’ve since seen the ‘working-class’ and ‘ethnic minority’ local elites can be as bad or worse, which has helped me become more ‘enlightened’ to the traditional ‘upper classes’. And learning more about history, and how they got to own their land, sometimes through valiant service in the military. And thinking they conserve it well most of the time… although sometimes blood sports are a negative, for the hunted animals and others killed to create more prey!

However, I still think that while other ‘minorities’ have had more protection and promotion, my ‘demographic’ seems neglected, and so I should try to give them a voice, even though most don’t seem to want one. If I was more successful, or had chosen the academic route, I’d probably blend into the ‘pale, male and stale’ British middle-aged middle-class bracket everybody seems to be rebelling against.

So that’s why I’ve continued writing as the ‘chav philosopher’, knowing that’s the least likely demographic to buy books, and one of the most likely to reject it, but that’s what I have been the last thirteen years; and I’m still Big Eyes Unbroken!

To end on an international women’s day note it was great to see Stacey Dooley on the news this morning talking about her new book, and looking back to meeting the brave Yazidi women. Yesterday morning on the news I was impressed by the story of the late actress and inventor Hedy Lamarr, who designed faster streamlined planes by connecting the shapes of the fastest birds and fish.

Instead of my books at the end today I thought I’d put Stacey Dooley’s in for International Women’s Day, although I have nothing to do with it. I know people will think I’m doing it for my own benefit, and I know it would be good PR if believed to be for the right reason, but I’m greenYgrey enough to write how I know it can also be interpreted negatively. I do it anyway, and wouldn’t do it if I didn’t really want to, and wasn’t impressed by her career.

Genius Examples at Philoso-tea/T Time

After careful academic diligent thought, I Dr. Marc Latham, in the style of Sherlock Holmes, have managed to create a paradigm shift in the age after coffilosophy. Through forensic creative writing, for you my dear readers, I have cut two letters out of the term taking its place. I know it is a quick and sudden change, with the new age just a couple of weeks old, but from now on philosophtea/T will be known as philosotea/T, saving you two letters ‘ph’ time.

To celebrate, I am actually drinking tea now… although I’ve had three mugs of coffee before!

Entertaining Educational Comedy

I thought the old term was just replacing the y with a t, and that it needed to be more different. Of course, Y is a special letter in the greenYgrey wor(l)d, so it’s a shame to replace it, but that just goes to show how different things have different meanings and significance in different wor(l)ds; as with colours or names in different human cultures or meanings.

So hopefully, from the above you will see that although greenYgreyology is mainly a concept and word I created for comedy purpose, it does have some educational value too, from a real doctor of philosophy; like comedy magicians or musicians who can really do what they use as a prop for their comedy.

Self-Proclaimed Genius Era Ending?

Another regular comedy phrase I’ve used is that I’m a genius, but not just any kind of genius, I’m a self-proclaimed genius. However, now I’m wondering if I can go on calling myself that, as there is so much evidence now; albeit indirectly.

As great greenYgreyliens will know, my work is full of connections, with the greenYgrey a connection, as my Folding Mirror poems connected two halves of poetry with a connecting middle line. My fantasy fiction connected the real world with my created stories.

So I wondered how genius am I? when I read this paragraph in Craig Brown’s review of James Harkin, Andrew Hunter Murray, Anna Ptaszynski and Dan Schreiber‘s The Book Of The Year: The Weirder Side Of 2017 :
‘The largest dinosaur footprints ever discovered were found in Western Australia,’ reads the entry under D for Dinosaur. ‘They were as long as Marc Bolan, the lead singer of T Rex.’ And it’s true: the footprints were 1.7 metres. It takes a kind of comic genius to think of linking these two things together.”
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/event/article-5205729/Craig-Brown-hilarious-book-year.html#ixzz595A8sTux
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