Saturday, 2 February 2013

Dads Do What Dads Do

Something I find more than slightly odd is the attitude that its strange to see a man caring for a baby. Why? Why is it odd? What is odd about it pray tell? I mean the baby is a wonderful, magical, crazy mix of two people, the genes intertwined without some prejudicial preference to the female half. Its half, no matter how you cut it! So if the baby is half you, then why wouldn't you want to carry, cuddle, feed, care for, change, dress, burp or play with the baby that is half of you?

It's pretty obvious that this attitude is not only ridiculous but it's lazy and I think it's the laziness that pisses me off more than the lack of sense that it makes. People who look and see a dad with a small baby and think 'isn't that great, he's pitching in' should be people I like right? Nope. You know why? Because it should be the norm that men are caring for their children if they get the chance. Men should be cuddling their children, showing them love and care, committing to being active parts of their fledgling lives, not just making money and letting the woman 'do the house work and look after the kids.' Men should be taking their children and showing them how to be compassionate and excellent people regardless of whether they are married, divorced, or widowed. It makes no difference, the child is part of us. So when someone says, 'good for you' I worry that they see it as women's work and that it's 'really good of you to try and help slightly'. And then I just want to shake them and scream 'WAKE UP! ITS THE TWENTY FIRST CENTURY FOR FUCKSAKE!'

It's lazy to presume that a man would find caring for a baby boring. It's lazy to assume that he we should be working while the baby is with the mother. It's lazy to assume that REAL MEN are in short supply, they aren't, a REAL MAN looks after the people he loves the same way REAL WOMEN do. Men look after kids, take them to the pictures, change their nappies, feed them expressed bottles or formula if need be, teach them manners, speak to them, read to them, cuddle them, show them all the love they have inside because...and here comes the news flash; MEN CARE ABOUT THEIR CHILDREN!

Obviously there are always some rotten eggs, there are guys that skip out, don't care or do see it all as 'Women's Work.' To them I'd simply say that there is no such thing as 'Women's work' or for that matter 'men's work,' there is only work, that needs doing, by you...so do it.

So let people instead say 'cool, how is the baby?' Or perhaps 'He/She is adorable', or even 'How old is the child? You two are doing well I see.' It may be slightly condescending if said in a certain way but at least it isn't utterly illogical and completely stupid.


Friday, 1 February 2013

Petal and Her Baby Brother

Sorry, I couldn't straighten the pic out but I think you'll agree its simply adorable!

Petal is currently obsessed with helping out with the new baby and will scamper happily around fetching and carrying as often as she can, its incredibly lovely.

#TrojanHero is just seventeen days old today and honestly we can't remember what it was like before he arrived. He's our seventh child and each one so far has made a huge impact upon us.

He's already made himself at home and is never short of a lap to snuggle on.

Again, sorry about the pic being sideways but I figure you'll forgive me right?

Yeah, thought so.

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

COINS ON TOMBSTONES

      


I was on Facebook the other day and saw something incredibly interesting, something so interesting in
fact that I thought I'd share it here.

Now it's not long and I don't have extra information on the subject but I am chasing it in the hope of gain extra insight into this and other customs.



COINS LEFT ON TOMBSTONES


While visiting some cemeteries you may notice that headstones marking certain graves have

coins on them, left by previous visitors to the grave. These coins have distinct meanings when left on the headstones of those who gave their life while serving in America's military, and these meanings vary depending on the denomination of coin.

A coin left on a headstone or at the grave site is meant as a message to the deceased

soldier's family that someone else has visited the grave to pay respect. Leaving a penny at the grave means simply that you visited.

A nickel indicates that you and the deceased trained at boot camp together, while a dime

means you served with him in some capacity. By leaving a quarter at the grave, you are telling the family that you were with the solider when he was killed.

According to tradition, the money left at graves in national cemeteries and state veterans

cemeteries is eventually collected, and the funds are put toward maintaining the cemetery or paying burial costs for indigent veterans.

In the US, this practice became common during the Vietnam war, due to the political divide

in the country over the war; leaving a coin was seen as a more practical way to communicate that you had visited the grave than contacting the soldier's family, which could devolve into an uncomfortable argument over politics relating to the war.

Some Vietnam veterans would leave coins as a "down payment" to buy their fallen comrades a beer or play a hand of cards when they would finally be reunited.


The tradition of leaving coins on the headstones of military men and women can be traced to as far back as the Roman Empire.




I will certainly be doing some more reading on this subject the very second I get some free time. 

Thanks for reading.


Sunday, 27 January 2013

DREDD 3D : THE REVIEW

 'MaMa Isn't the Law. I am the law.'


WARNING! THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS!

As a comic book fan I grew up on Marvel, swept away by Chris Claremont's truly stunning run on the X-Men that led all the way up to issue 200 and of course, I took my weekly thrills from the often dark and violent pages of that British Giant 2000AD.

Dredd was never my favourite strip in the mag but I did love him. The fanatic with a gun and a badge who always follows the law and never gets it wrong. The figure head for the street Judges that always spells danger when you see him because no-one is innocent, everyone has something to hide from the Governing body which rules with an iron fist.

The first Judge Dredd was a vehicle for Sly and it stank! There were parts of it that surprised me and at the time I was delighted to see the Angel Gang and convinced myself that perhaps those small pieces of joy were enough, of course they were not. It was a diabolical movie from start to finish and spat in the face of every Dredd fan, writer, and artist and wiped its arse on those beloved pages.

You get the point that I thought it was shit yeah? Good.
Judge Anderson

Here comes 2012 and we had a new Dredd film in the offing. It was packaged as a 3D action movie that was faithful to the original comic book legend and a stark and bravely realised world. I was excited. I rushed to the cinema and then later picked it up on Blu-Ray. I watched said Blu-Ray on my nice big t.v this week and me and my good mate watched the credits roll and waited for the main menu and then came the, 'I have some issues.' (see what I did there?)

We had the same issues it turns out and speaking with other guys I know they have the same issues as well, so I figured I'm not alone in saying that it was a really good film, but not the all conquering hero we were told that it was and the beast many other fans have claimed it is.

First off let me say I think Dredd 3D is a great film, well shot, with great technical and visual excellence. I thought everyone that stared was pretty much perfect. I loved Karl Urban as Dredd, Olivia  Thirlby as Anderson and Lena Headey's 'MaMa' was pitched perfectly. They were backed up by a great cast and no-one put a foot wrong. The Block looks brilliant, the uniforms are brilliant, the guns, the effects, the action and the graffiti that is smootherd all over the walls is, of course, brilliant.

All these things lead me to tell you I loved this film, but it was not a 'perfect Dredd' with the strip 'realised to its fullist'. That was never going to happen, no matter what, but some of the decisions made did bug me. Let me hit you up.

We have the Judges, they are the Law, they are the ones that deliver all justice, they keep the peace and they control the population. Yes, I remember there being counsellors and local political figures, but make no mistake, The JUDGES rule Mega City One. Now I didn't like the statistical breakdown of crime at the beginning. Judges respond to 6% of all crime reported. Nope. No, No, No. In New York in the nineties they implemented 'Zero Tolerance', a policy that stated that every call must be followed up, no matter what. Now this led to a sweeling in the police ranks of course, this also resulted in a vast amount of cases being closed because they chased everything and even though they were called in to ask the neighbour to give the guy his cat back, they'd knock, find he was on drugs, enter, find a weapon, trace the weapon to a murder victim and that case would be attended to.

The following up of wide scale crime can be implemented in reality, all you need is a large police force and a database. This is something that should have been in place for the film. The idea that committing crime will see you do time, almost certainly, at some point. The judges and their cameras are everywhere, they are the fucking secret police but they have the power to Execute you on the spot! They close cases as fast as they open them and if you do something serious there is a very good chance you will risk the wrong end of the gun.

Obviously not all criminals are caught but for me the film didn't convey the power, force or consistency of the Judges and their Grip on the populous of Mega City One.

Secondly, and this is a biggy; the dirty Judges that turn up half way through make no sense! To be a Judge you have to be a Zealot of the worst fucking kind. The law man must believe without question and if he finds himself doubting? If he or she feels that they are losing their faith then they take 'The Long Walk.' Armed with a rifle they head out into the Cursed Earth to deliver Justice there until it claims their life.

To sign up to be a Judge means to be indoctrinated from an incredibly young age, to be brought up to believe that if the law breaks down then the citizens will all die. The LAW protects people and Mega City One from becoming more of a hell than it already is. For the first film this should have been put across properly. It should have been the line that Judges are the ultimate line in defence of the citizen  from the citizen.They are untouchable! Unbreakable! Uncorruptable!

Obviously 2000AD have had many mad, corrupt, power crazed or even 'fluffier' Judges in the past, but this comic has been running for a long time and they are not the norm.A dirty Judge is a rare, rare thing and so should have been saved for the second film.

So what would they have done with all that extra running time that the dirty Judges took up? Kill all the hundreds of 'MaMa's gang members that were gathered and read to kill Anderson but seemed to disapear in the final reel. It would have been a standard fight but they could have upped the action, brought Dredd some hand to hand and got the damn trunchen out! Those padded knuckleduster gloves, the years of training and put a different gun in Dredd's hands! Something that went 'BOOM!'

This would have corrected the final and biggest flaw; no-one seemed to know or care who Judge Dredd was! The dirty Judges were the only ones that really name checked him and gave him props! Where was the terror of his victims, the rep of the most dangerous man In Mega City One? Criminals didn't tremble or worry, they dived towards him and the gravity of his name was not conveyed properly at all. HE IS THE LAW! The ultimate Judge! Genetically engineered to be the bad ass that he is! He is the Terminator, The Equaliser, The Expendables and Dirty Harry all in one!

They missed the point.

The film is called Dredd...but he was treated as just another Judge for the most part.

The end was good, Loved it in fact though I did miss the extra gang members and thought it was perhaps too easy an assault on the final base, but fuck it, I can live with that.

I really loved this film, it felt good to watch it and even after questioning all of these points and agreeing that opportunities were missed and that it suffered from trying to make the Judges more human by Corrupting some of them I still loved it.

The niggles didn't detract from my enjoyment and love of the movie, which tells you more about the film than all the moaning waffle above probably.

DREDD 3D 8/10.

Silent Sunday


Monday, 21 January 2013

Music Monday : Waiting Game

“Procrastination is like masturbation, it’s fun at first but then you realize you just screwed yourself.”

Yes, you guessed it, I've been doing fuck all again. This for me doesn't mean I've been sitting on my arse and picking my nose, nope, obviously we have a new baby and so I doing all the things I should be doing like housework and getting the kids out and being responsible...and that is good, but also bad. Don't think this is a moan about all those things, its not, it is however a moan at myself as I have sat on my arse for months (I feels like) not accomplishing what I needed to. 

Stupid Edd.

So today Music Monday brings you five songs to wait around to. Five songs that say; 'hey, waiting isn't always bad. Sometimes it can be time to think.' I hope, no, I know that is partially the case, but of course the other side is a dire, choking apathy that clouds of life and smoother's my dreams and aspirations from within. Its a fucking bastard monkey that hangs around my neck and one I know I can beat...I just have to put some effort in!

BANANA PANCAKES by Jack Johnson

This is a chilled out track that is a happy little trip into cheerful procrastination. Love the idea that you can just shut the windows and doors and the world can just go fuck off. It appeals too much!





WAITING IN VAIN by Bob Marley

Nothing to say about this other than its an amazing song and well, Its about waiting.






WHEN THE MAN COMES AROUND by Johnny Cash

Love this song and yeah, the whole waiting for when the man comes around thing is right on the money here. I sometimes feel I'll be long dead before I get anything done of note outside of the house.





TROUBLE by Coldplay

Happy one yeah? Sorry. As it stands my standing around is almost certainly causing 'trouble' in my own head.





Finally, for a swan song, we head into the land of Cohen, at the house of Leonard, for a master class in bringing you down. This is a seriously moody song, one that I love, but certainly its not a happy bunny. It's also how I feel about my position at present, waiting for a miracle rather than going out and getting it!




This marks the end of my lazy ass. Really! I know I've said it before (I'm sure I have said it here but I can't be arsed to go back and check) but I mean it. Next week you get triumph and flowers being pulled from sleeves and fireworks and cartwheels!

This week should have been a brilliant post as #TrojanHero blessed us with his presence just six days ago, but today didn't go well. Next weeks will be huge though.

I hope.

Thanks for reading a listening.