It’s a bunch of old rich people wearing suits or corporate uniforms and carrying professionally manufacturered signs. This looks more like a well-funded advertising campaign than a grassroots movement.
The ABC News report on the protest suggested that mining magnates and Liberal party politicians joined the protestors. I’m sure that it was the other way around.
Please don’t tell me that those condescending advertisements have actually worked.
I mentioned this during a telephone conversation with Heidi:
It’s liberating to be free of the burden of ownership.
We were talking about how many of the benefits of ownership are conceptual and psychological, whereas the costs of ownership are often overlooked and underappreciated (despite them being very real and very common).
A primary benefit of ownership is that you can use your possessions whenever you want. However, many people accrue possessions that they never (or rarely) use, so this potential benefit is often unrealised (or severely diminished) in practise.
The costs of ownership obviously include acquisiation costs, but they tend to be dominated by ongoing costs associated with item management (storage, relocation, maintenance). Given the amount of stuff that people tend to own, accumulated costs (time and money) are often rather substantial.
Perhaps the most detrimental costs have to do with lifestyle: you worry about what is going to happen to your stuff; it becomes onerous to organise relocation and travel; there is no incentive to enjoy things “now” (because you can always enjoy them later); you accumulate rather than appreciate, and your life becomes cluttered.
Update: I like the sound of “Appreciate. Don’t accumulate.”
Minh and I went over to Simon’s for dinner last night. We were trying to find time to catch up before he heads off to the US; Turns out shopping, cooking, eating, and watching TV together was perfect. It felt very homely, plus I got to check out some of his recent artwork.
We ended up spending around $13 each on food and wine. Here’s what we bought:
Block of dark chocolate
Penfold’s Shiraz Cabernet
And here’s what we made (and how we made it):
Beef Burgandy with Gnocchi
Melt butter in pressure cooker
Cut beef into large chunks and brown in butter
Remove beef and caramelise around two tablespoons of sugar
Return beef and coat in caramel
Cover with red wine and stock and bring to boil
Put lid on pressure cooker and heat for 20 minutes
Brown chopped onions and garlic in a pan
Boil chopped carrots in a pot
Add onions, garlic, and carrots to pressure cooker (with some salt and pepper)
Cook under pressure for a further 15-25 minutes
Boil gnocchi in water until they float, then drain and place on plates
Mix a couple of tablespoons of corn flour in with some stock (cold)
Add corn flour mix to beef burgandy to simmer to thicken
Place beef burgandy on top of gnocchi and enjoy!
Peel and slice bananas and place in freezer until cold (but still soft)
Break up dark chocolate and heat in microwave for 45 secs
Stir chocolate and heat further (10-15 secs at a time) until melted
Enjoy dipping cold banana pieces into melted dark chocolate!
I forgot to put tomato paste in the beef burgandy and I prefer it with mushrooms (although Simon is anti-mushroom). It was still awesome, but I’ll have to remember these differences for next time! I’m also not sure that the onions and carrots have to be cooked first when using a pressure cooker.
Update: I also forgot about bacon lardons and finely chopped parsley. Basically, instead of cooking the beef in butter, you can cook them in the fat from thinly sliced bacon pieces (cooked to a crisp) which can later be added to the gnocchi (or other pasta or mashed potato) along with parsley.
I spent Wednesday drawing pictures of her and on Thursday Heidi and I made a list of all the little things that she used to do. For the last few days, I’ve found myself softly singing “Gone too soon” when I’m alone.
Now I’m listening to it:
I ruminate overly on concepts at the best of times, and now I’m spending a lot of time thinking about death, life, what constitutes an individual, and how transient it all is. I switch between feeling grateful for those around me, and then just hoping that our time together will last and committing myself to making the most of that time.