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Reasons not to Blog, although Positives Too

Blogging has been great, but I’m quite bored of it now, and don’t think it’s got much use in a country and world that seems to have gone more polarised and fragmented. That seemed quite well summed up by an article I just read claiming a mural of Trump and Putin kissing was homophobic!

I started to give up when Avatar was called white racism, when I’d left the cinema thinking it was racist against whites!

British liberals including women and gays under the rainbow umbrella hate me because I criticise women/gays-hating Muslims, and their worship of a prophet who had a single-figures bride, resulting in many children being imprisoned in brothels; including environmentalists who hate me for not wanting an open borders immigration policy that can only result in more energy use and toxic pollution.

And then they wonder why people like me start to support Trump and Putin!

1.-Used Against You

In the modern media world anything can be twisted against you. As a heterosexual working-class white man (yes I am to all the homophobic anti-semites who want to think differently; especially those egotistical narcissists who claim me as an admirer; or the bullying grooming leaders who portray me as must be being gay because I don’t act like them!) I know I’m up against it, with the Establishment and lefties supporting everybody against you, and twisting anything good you try to do into bad – such as defending our demographic, country and environment being ‘racist’.

2.-Used by Others

The world is full of people using other people’s ideas. All my concepts and artistic creations were original and mine, although as a satirist I used other people’s materials as the inspiration and foil for my work. I thought the Kenco advert might have been inspired by my coffilosophy concept, and have no way of knowing if it was.

Maybe they think they have the right, after I appropriated adverts featuring greenYgrey for my greenYgrey concept satirical comedy, which I did hope would elevate it to superstardom!

I joked about it though, as Keith Lemon does in his new series, Coming in America. However, I was also influenced by people like Sacha Baron Cohen, who has a new series, Who is America? Ironically, I found Lemon’s funnier than Cohen’s now, although the latter has more humanities and social science interest, in line with my academic studies.

Neither have used possibly my best catchphrase yet though: ‘Every morning I have to wake up knowing I could be in the mansion.’ That was after joking I was Hefner’s heir, but then he sold it from under me, leaving me all at sea, as I am now.

Having read Guns N’ Roses members Steve, Duff and Slash’s autobiographies, and seeing the A Tale of Two Coreys movie yesterday, I guess Hollywood wouldn’t have been too good for me in my twenties, especially the way I was, trying to live the rock n’ roll dream, but who knows, it seems to have worked for many Brit ex-pats.

3.-Many Markets Want Original Work

Many markets also want original work, even including blogging materials as a reason not to accept work; especially markets that are online themselves.

I wrote and blogged openly and without big expectations or conditions, in line with the counter-culture ethos of free and open ideas and knowledge, a desire to share my mind with the world, and to support my ’causes’ of human and animal welfare, and the environment; which I think are interlinked.

I am a bit disappointed that my ideas and work haven’t propelled me to superstardom, especially when I hear lots of drivel spoken and published.

Finally, Blondie BumbleBee not Burberry

While I may be ending my fading hopes for being a middle-aged model (one of the reasons I included a Stella McCartney character, as I also support her meat-free history; although her fashion products are quite expensive) I thought the revelation that Burberry burn clothes rather than discount them, shows that classism is alive and still accepted – which is unavoidable when you have the royal family (although I have mellowed in my views, as the Queen has done a great job, and most of the others seem nice, but I prefer Andrew’s accuser to him, and Cressida to Meghan!).

It would be nice to see the rich elites boycotting Burberry for its class prejudice, as they seem to take a stand against ‘racism’, but I don’t think they will.

I say support Blondie’s Pollinator Bee over Burberry, helping to save the environment while also taking a stand against class/wealth prejudice!

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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.

Poem about Reading when you could be Writing

Delphinus sp. English: Common Dolphins exhalin...
Delphinus sp. English: Common Dolphins exhaling air. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem wonders why you’re reading this in the top half and then tries to answer the conundrum in the bottom half, based on his own experiences. Thanks to Zemanta for providing a couple of nice greenygrey photos. Here’s the poem:
Breathing Works Both Ways
why spend time in my lifework
in this age
of digital liberty,
when we all
have the means for creativity,
to write, draw, photograph, speak and sing
exhaling, inhaling
for reading, looking, observing, listening and pleasure
sometimes we have to absorb
what is around
outside the mind
to learn how
others perceive the world we share
'Exhaling Pearls', patinated bronze sculpture ...
‘Exhaling Pearls’, patinated bronze sculpture by Joseph Havel, 1993, Museum of Fine Arts, Houston (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Marc Latham’s central site is the Greenygrey (http://www.greenygrey.co.uk)

Poem of Life’s Changes, Writing IT and Blogging

English: iPhone 4 redefines what a mobile phon...
Image via Wikipedia
Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem has as its topic all the information we process during our lives, and how that information’s interpretation can change over time. It also reflects on the change from private diary/journal to public one in the age of the blog. Here it is:
Multitasking Medley
left, centre, right
different points of view
friends, family, work
changing roles for you
young, middle, old
never noticing you grew
interpreting life, being interpreted
words lost within fog
then, now, later
written clearly in log
dreams, progress, opinion
now there’s the blog
open, read, close
Marc Latham’s central site is the Greenygrey (http://www.greenygrey.co.uk).