Thursday, 21 June 2018

The problem of knowledge and culture, revisited

“Users, and the general public, generally have a low opinion of Melbourne’s trains and trams (note: buses are not even mentioned).”
Public Transport Users’ Association
“What will I do for public transport? I will improve the economy so you can find good enough work to be able to afford a car.”
(Quote from George Walker Bush during his presidential campaign)
“Public transport, that’s something they use in socialist countries”
As I noted in my previous post, knowledge of how bad Melbourne’s bus services are is essentially zero among non-users. It has occurred to me that knowledge of how bad Melbourne’s bus services are is equally negligible among the users themselves.

On old print bus timetables there were numerous times marked with “S” for “school days only” and whenever I rode a bus that was not substantially empty, it was invariably filled with school children. It took no intellectual foresight to recognise that the majority of users of Melbourne’s buses were school children, who weren’t yet old enough to have a driver’s licence. It’s obvious that with their workloads, these school kids had no time to comment upon the services they were using whether they were dissatisfied or not. Although school courses as I experienced them did demonstrate benefits of using public transport instead of cars, they were exceedingly superficial, ignoring that:
  1. Australian cities have a public transport use share about one-seventh to one-eighth those of cities in East Asia and one-fifth those of cities in Europe
  2. Less than ten percent of government and private sector transport investment in Australia since 1968 has been in public transport
  3. Metabolic ecology demonstrates that Australian residents are bound to a sustainable per capita energy consumption no more than one-third that of residents of Europe, East Asia or the Americas
  4. No attempt is made to compare bus timetables in Australia with those in Enriched and Tropical World cities
    • Bus timetables are of course much easier to explain that complex ecology based on understanding of large amounts of data on chemical differences between soils and oceans
Without those explanations, bus users in Melbourne grow up exactly according to the PTUA’s George Bush junior quote. They have no desire but to own a car, and almost all do when they become old enough. Outer suburbs and rural areas where most families form and live have no desire to live the atomised lives led by public transport users in Enriched and Tropical World cities. These suburban and rural residents have any desire to pay taxes for the inner cities – instead believing that environmental and social services should be provided by private communities.

Public transit is, no doubt, one of the services suburban and rural taxpayers most loathe to pay. As most work near home, these taxpayers require nothing bar a few school peak services, possess strong family ties to provide the services inner-city students need government to provide. and believe that their money is not to be spent on other people because that money is private property. In effect, Australian transport policy is dictated by an unofficial alliance between outer metropolitan and rural taxpayers and mining companies, who would lose severely if car sales were dramatically reduced. Discussing or proposing public transport services of comparable quality to European or East Asian cities is utterly taboo even within public schools, although Australian ecology dictates its public transport should be by far the best, fastest and most efficient in the world.

This is a taboo that has to end: school curricula must illustrate Australia’s unique low-energy ecology that dictate its people consume by far the least energy per capita the world, and that if road building were ended plentiful money would be available to pay for it.

Tuesday, 12 June 2018

A severe indictment of Melburnians’ knowledge

Over the past two days, searching for a bookshelf for my brother’s new home and even for my mother’s birthday, I have undergone some quite substantial travels around Melbourne – to Ringwood, Watsonia, and Williamstown.

In comparison to the “galloping round the countryside” of twenty years ago, these trips have been rather less undisciplined and I have come home to actually eat dinner with my mother – something exceptionally rare even in the days before the Queen’s Birthday.

“Lack of public transport that can compete with the car leads to heavy car traffic” (Public Transport Users’ Association; ‘Driven around the bend Melbourne’s meandering bus routes’, May 2012)
Even if I have not been randomly “galloping round the countryside”, the desire in me to travel on as many bus routes as possible has never really been lost. With increasing runaway climate change observed everywhere, I have often joked that riding Melbourne’s awful bus services can show where global warming is coming from. Although it is true that all one-occupant car journeys being replaced by public transport would save a lot of energy, with age I have come to realise that almost exclusive focus on roads at the expense of rail is not the cause of Australia’s almost uniquely dreadful record when it comes to greenhouse gas emissions. In fact, cars account for only about one-fifth of Australia’s greenhouse gas emissions, and both coal power and land clearing stand as equal culprits in giving the country the worst emissions record in the world, especially considering its uniquely low-energy ecology amongst extant continents.

What really struck me hard about these trips to inspect bookcases was that none of the sellers knew even the local bus routes whose stops they must have seen when driving! This ignorance is rendered easier by the extremely low frequencies (never more than every forty minutes) of many if not most buses in Melbourne, so that casual drivers may never see a bus when not looking. This gives the illusion that there is no public transport whatsoever away from rail lines and the old inner suburbs.

In fact, public transport more often than not does exist, but is of such abysmal quality that nobody with a car would dream of using it even if concerned about the effect of cars on out climate. Nonetheless, having to use such extremely bad public transport is something people from countries where road lobbies are less politically dominant needs to experience. It will show them how vested interests can ruin the environment and create traffic congestion, and how fortunate most of the Enriched World is regarding its public transport, and how I have had to sacrifice proposed library trips today to do shopping to pay for my brother’s new bookcase because of the slow and very infrequent public transport in Melbourne.

Sunday, 4 March 2018

锁木从未被一群蜜蜂刺痛!

Two years ago, at the end of a fortnight’s holiday in Asia, my mother, my brother and I had a rest day in the scorching heat of Ho Chi Minh City, where we had had a good walk around the previous sweltering day.

I had bought copies of the 1903 and 1904 Wisdens with me, and I began to re-read familiar sections of the former issue, when I said:
“of the Surrey bowling there is nothing to be said except that 锁木 (“swǎw–mòo”) had some wonderful days and that Richardson, though no longer great, worked most strenuously.”
锁木 means “Lock Wood”, and referred to William Henry Lockwood, a deadly fast bowler for Surrey between 1891 and 1894, and between 1898 and 1903 after a series of accidents completely nullified his effectiveness between 1894/1895 (Ashes tour) and 1897.

My brother, who studied Chinese vastly more seriously than I ever did, still did not recognise what I meant by “锁木”, and – as I tend to do myself, read “swǎw–mòo” (I have never mastered the tones in Chinese) as “swarm–oo”. Without understanding who this “swǎw–mòo” was, my brother joked that he “died because he was stung by a swarm of bees” based on the mispronunciation! Bill Lockwood was very accident-prone and during his Australian tour severely cut a hand when a soda syphon exploded, and narrowly escaped both drowning and losing an arm. However, there is actually no evidence Lockwood (锁木) was ever attacked by a swarm of bees as my brother joked during any point of his life!

In the two years since we returned from Vietnam, I have again mentioned “锁木” and my brother repeats the joke about him being stung by a swarm of bees – to the extent that my mother finds it offensive even though she does not understand the Chinese pronunciation. In recent months, as I have actually tried to look at real cases of people being stung by a swarm of bees, this has become embarrassing because – although the claim is my brother’s joke – I have found that people can indeed be killed if a swarm of bees stings, and Mummy had known that for a long time. However, the joke is just too funny despite it’s silliness and the fact that my brother has long been pointing out to me that foreign names (“Lockwood” etc.) are almost never translated into Chinese by meaning (“锁木”) but are almost always translated more prosaically by the nearest allowable sound (thus “洛克伍德”, “lwàw–kèr–wǒo–dèr”).

Are these the worst albums ever?

A couple of weeks ago now, one anonymous person published a list of the 100 worst albums he could think of. It is given as a very large poster and then listed in a user-friendly text format in alphabetical order by artist:
  • Measure of a Man – Clay Aiken
  • The Click – AJR
  • Two the Hard Work – Allman and Woman
  • Dirty Work – All Time Low
  • NOW + 4EVA – Architecture in Helsinki
  • Generation – Audio Bullys
  • Sounding the Seventh Trumpet – Avenged Sevenfold
  • Never Gone – Backstreet Boys
  • Maroon – Barenaked Ladies
  • Lions – The Black Crowes
  • What the. . . – Black Flag
  • Forbidden – Black Sabbath
  • The Beginning – Blackeyed Peas
  • The E.N.D. – Blackeyed Peas
  • Epic – Blood on the Dance Floor
  • Evolution – Blood on the Dance Floor
  • #NEWGOREORDER – Borgore
  • Never Let Me Down – David Bowie
  • I‘m Not a Fan but the Kids Like It – Brokencyde
  • Fortune – Chris Brown
  • Graffiti – Chris Brown
  • Camino Palmero – The Calling
  • Charmbracelet – Mariah Carey
  • Glitter – Mariah Carey
  • Memories. . .Do Not Open – The Chainsmokers
  • Testify – Phil Collins
  • Scream – Chris Cornell
  • Full Circle – Creed
  • Milley Cyrus and Her Dead Pets – Milley Cyrus
  • Outta Sight/Outta Mind – The Datsuns
  • Destiny Fulfilled – Destiny’s Child
  • A Moving Picture – Devlin
  • One – Dirty Vegas
  • Thank You – Duran Duran
  • Revival – Eminem
  • Streets in the Sky – The Enemy
  • A Day Without Rain – Enya
  • Mania – Fall Out Boy
  • Playing with Fire – Kevin Federline
  • Angelic 2 the Core: Angelic Funkadelic/Angelic Rockadelic – Corey Feldman
  • Animal Ambition: An Untamed desire to Win – 50 Cent
  • Wake Up! – Pope Francis
  • Enclosure – John Frusciante
  • Music for Tourists – Chris Garneau
  • Cardiology – Good Charlotte
  • Good Morning Revival – Good Charlotte
  • UNO . . . DOS . . . TRÉ – Green Day
  • Listen (Deluxe) – David Guetta
  • Take It to the Limit – Hinder
  • FOR(N)EVER – Hoobastank
  • No Shame – Hopsin
  • Cyberpunk – Billy Idol
  • And Then Boom – Iglu and Hartly
  • Virtual XI – Iron Maiden
  • Blood in My Eye – Ja Rule
  • Speeding Bullet 2 Heaven – Kid Cudi
  • Music from ‘The Elder’ – KISS
  • Something about Kreay – Kreayshawn
  • The Rebirth of Venus – Ben Lee
  • ReBIRTH – Lil’ Wayne
  • Results May Vary – Limp Bizkit
  • One More Light – Linking Park
  • Authentic – LL Cool J
  • Sorry for Party Rocking – LMFAO
  • Slick Dogs and Ponies – Louis XIV
  • Baytl – Gucci Mane and V-Nasty
  • Red Pill Blues (Deluxe) – Maroon 5
  • Super Collider – Megadeth
  • Louder – Lea Michele
  • Hotel – Moby
  • Travistan – Travis Morrison
  • Dark Horse – Nickelback
  • A Lively Mind – Paul Oakenfold
  • Heathen Chemistry – Oasis
  • (One) – The Panic Channel
  • Metal Magic – Pantera
  • One of the Boys – Katy Perry
  • Liz Phair – Liz Phair
  • Having Fun with Elvis on Stage – Elvis Presley
  • Life on Display – Puddle of Mudd
  • Doll Domination – The Pussycat Dolls
  • Nine Track Mind – Charlie Puth
  • Eoghan Quigg – Eoghan Quigg
  • Lulu – Lou Reed and Metallica
  • Wanderlust – Gavin Rossdale
  • United Nations of Sound – RPA and the United Nations of Sound
  • ****hole – Gene Simmons
  • Get Your Heart On! – Simple Plan
  • souljaboytellem.com – Soulja Boy
  • Underclass Hero – Sum 41
  • 1989 (Deluxe) – Taylor Swift
  • Paula – Robin Thicke
  • Title (Deluxe Version) – Meghan Trainor
  • Jewellery Quarter – The Twang
  • Hotel California – Tyga
  • Famous First Words – Viva Brother
  • Raditude – Weezer
  • #willpower – will.i.am
  • 17 – XXXTENTATION
  • Warlord (Deluxe) – Yung Lean
What is noticeable to me is that I have bypassed almost every one of these albums, because all but a few were made after I stopped listening to the radio in the middle to late 1990s when I felt that what was played was just too loud, tuneless and noisy to interest me. It is true that within my occasional present-day readings of music that these or similar albums are listed as very bad, and I do almost always accept that viewpoint. Whenever I have listened to these or related albums, I can only say I dislike them quite intensely.

However, as I reflect on past music reading, I always have scepticism that the list is too ephemeral and is not focused on records whose badness will endure with those who attempt to remember them. With hindsight, most of the worst of the popular music I listened to in the cloistered environment of Keilor Downs was nothing more and nothing less than ordinarily bad. For this reason, I wonder if the albums listed here will simply become regarded as just that in the future, and do so desite finding them much worse vis-à-vis what I listed to as a child.

Thursday, 1 February 2018

Not Thèrése Neumann’s favorite sign!

Today, on the last day of a great holiday in Tasmania – an island unrivalled for its comfortable climate and beautiful scenery – my brother has seen this sign on the banks of the Tamar River:
My brother says this would be Thèrése Neumann’s favorite sign because she (believed along with her parish priests that she) ate nothing but the Holy Eucharist for the last four decades of her life. Whilst I find the story endlessly titillating, it annoys my family to an extreme extent.

However, it is a ridiculous joke to say this sign would be Thèrése Neumann’s favorite! For one thing, she was not aiming that others not eat, although her inedia was an extremely special grace accoridng to her advocates. Much more importantly, the sing does not forbid eating per se, but just the Tamar’s shellfish because of potential contaminants!