I just heard, on newsnight, of the sad death of Gabrielle Garcia Marques. I cannot profess to know much about Marque, having read only one of his books, but it is clear we have lost a great writer. Of course, I instantly thought of Ricardio, about how, at university, he adapted 100 Years of Solitude for the stage, for his masters. I remembered how my director friend had asked me to codirect, how I eventually decided to sit down and read the book in a couple of days, and how I was blown away by it's scope and vision. It is, quite simply, an amazing book; Ricardio did a great job in his adaptation, and I'm sure he'll be very sad indeed to hear this news.
''The world...is round...Like an orange!''
I usually hate shows like Britain's Got Talent*, seeing it as the bastardisation and trivialisation of art, especially music, but this performance from Ukraine's version is different, profound, and staggering. It basically amounts to a woman telling the history of her country in a surprising yet beautiful way, and I'm sure it will now be on my mind all day.
*Even the incorrect title irks me.
Today was fairly productive. Next month I'll hopefully start volunteering at The Rix Centre, a unit in the uni of east London. They do a lot of cool stuff there, focussing on Multimedia Advocacy, which involves using media of various kinds to help improve the lives of people with disabilities. I have a meeting there n a couple of weeks, but it's in an area I'm unfamiliar with, and I don't want to muck up, so today I went that way to explore. Getting there took a while, but proved straightforward enough. My plan was just to go, look around and come back, but once there I thought I'd pop in. I have met the lady who runs it before, so I thought I'd say hi. To my surprise, I was invited to join them in a planning meeting: I felt a little out of place, but it was cool; the have many awesome things in the works. I told them, now my master's is done and dusted, I'd like to become more involved: of course I have more free time now, but it's more a case of me feeling more confident and thus more proactive than ever. I currently feel like I can do anything, so I want to go out and do it. I told them this, and they invited me to a few events, and even gave me a little homework. Great stuff. I now can't wait to start there, especially now I know the way.
I must say that, putting any other concerns aside, I think the bully in this story got what he deserved. Edmond Aviv was convicted of harassing his neighbours and their disabled children for 15 years.A judge in Ohio has ordered him to appear in public, holding a sign that reads: ''I am a bully''. Of course some will call such a punishment inappropriate, even inhumane or degrading, and the chap even has the gall to portray himself as some kind of victim; but having seen the effects of such harassment first hand, and having experienced low-level disablism myself, I think the arsehole got his just comeuppance. Mind you, the article does not go into what his motives may have been - I suspect there might be more to this, so a bit of googling is now in order.
It was good to see that moronic little xenophobe farage get the kicking he deserves on friday night's Have I Got news for You; Hislop and Merton really laid into him, exposing him for the fruitcake he is. How amusing to see the comments below this article calling it bbc propoganda, like Nigel's little sheep. Mind you, it has been a hectic weekend, so I think I need to rewatch it; luckily I can just go here