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Dec. 31st, 2007 03:28 pmFrom Wikipedia:
Edward "Ned" Kelly (c. January 1855 – 11 November 1880) is Australia's most famous bushranger, and, to many, a folk hero for his defiance of the colonial authorities. Born near Cragieburn to an Irish convict father, as a young man he clashed with the police. After an incident at his home, police parties went in search of him. A final violent confrontation with police at Glenrowan, with Kelly dressed in home-made plate metal armour and helmet, led to his capture and trial.
Awesome.
(The homemade armour, not the cop-killing and high crime.)
I've finished the Annotated History and begun to shred it up and rework it -- it's not as difficult as I thought. I've altered a few details about the early exploration ships and the First Fleet, but the rest slots up pretty well. This is going to be epic. *cracks knuckles*
R and I played Wheel of Fortune with the recorded episodes on the DVR today, and I swept the board on an episode for the first time ever. Right up until just before the final puzzle...
Sam: Wait wait wait. Rewind it about twenty seconds.
R: Why, what's up? *rewinds*
Sam: Watch Pat. Okay, he's got the prize card, right? Turning to the final puzzle...okay...there! What's he doing? He's waving the prize card around behind him.
R: He's waving it around his ass -- did Pat Sajak just fart?
Sam: I think Pat Sajak just farted on national television!
And then we rewound it and watched about four more times just to be sure.
Now we're watching Intervention, which is -- man, having lived through an intervention, it's really strange to watch them on TV. We did it all -- we met in a room, we sat on the couches, we read letters, we were all on edge and so grateful to have the professional interventionist there to guide us, and we spent six hours a day for two full days doing this...thing. This experience is a fabricated one, something that a family creates rather than something that simply happens, and I don't know what I think about that; I think it's often done more for the family than for the person involved. The people doing the intervention say the same things we did: that we're afraid of anger because the person will feel they've been tricked, that we'll know we've done all we could, that it's the last hope. Underlying it all you can see in their eyes, like we felt, the relief that once the intervention is over a decision will at least be made and they can release this burden that some of them have carried for decades. I kept thinking of Cry, the Beloved Country: fear is a journey, a terrible journey, but sorrow is at least an arriving.
It just resonates, but in a very detached "find the pattern" kind of way, rather than on a personal level. I don't know if watching it helps or hurts or makes me wonder about the artificiality of the experience. I think it'll be a long time before I do know. When I do, I think I'll have a new decision on my hands, which is what to do about it, but that's another idea for another time.
Today I'm cooking for New Year's, I'm working on a novel, I'm napping on the couch. That's all I need for today. :)
Edward "Ned" Kelly (c. January 1855 – 11 November 1880) is Australia's most famous bushranger, and, to many, a folk hero for his defiance of the colonial authorities. Born near Cragieburn to an Irish convict father, as a young man he clashed with the police. After an incident at his home, police parties went in search of him. A final violent confrontation with police at Glenrowan, with Kelly dressed in home-made plate metal armour and helmet, led to his capture and trial.
Awesome.
(The homemade armour, not the cop-killing and high crime.)
I've finished the Annotated History and begun to shred it up and rework it -- it's not as difficult as I thought. I've altered a few details about the early exploration ships and the First Fleet, but the rest slots up pretty well. This is going to be epic. *cracks knuckles*
R and I played Wheel of Fortune with the recorded episodes on the DVR today, and I swept the board on an episode for the first time ever. Right up until just before the final puzzle...
Sam: Wait wait wait. Rewind it about twenty seconds.
R: Why, what's up? *rewinds*
Sam: Watch Pat. Okay, he's got the prize card, right? Turning to the final puzzle...okay...there! What's he doing? He's waving the prize card around behind him.
R: He's waving it around his ass -- did Pat Sajak just fart?
Sam: I think Pat Sajak just farted on national television!
And then we rewound it and watched about four more times just to be sure.
Now we're watching Intervention, which is -- man, having lived through an intervention, it's really strange to watch them on TV. We did it all -- we met in a room, we sat on the couches, we read letters, we were all on edge and so grateful to have the professional interventionist there to guide us, and we spent six hours a day for two full days doing this...thing. This experience is a fabricated one, something that a family creates rather than something that simply happens, and I don't know what I think about that; I think it's often done more for the family than for the person involved. The people doing the intervention say the same things we did: that we're afraid of anger because the person will feel they've been tricked, that we'll know we've done all we could, that it's the last hope. Underlying it all you can see in their eyes, like we felt, the relief that once the intervention is over a decision will at least be made and they can release this burden that some of them have carried for decades. I kept thinking of Cry, the Beloved Country: fear is a journey, a terrible journey, but sorrow is at least an arriving.
It just resonates, but in a very detached "find the pattern" kind of way, rather than on a personal level. I don't know if watching it helps or hurts or makes me wonder about the artificiality of the experience. I think it'll be a long time before I do know. When I do, I think I'll have a new decision on my hands, which is what to do about it, but that's another idea for another time.
Today I'm cooking for New Year's, I'm working on a novel, I'm napping on the couch. That's all I need for today. :)
