msb-0257 None So Blind...

msb-0257 None So Blind

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Feedback comes first, so...

The video scene at the front of the blog entry has to be the most energetic and "balls to the wall" example of a "parkours" chase scene I have ever clapped eyes on. ( http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0414852/ )

Its almost worth learning "French" for.

"Luc Bresson" is a film maker to watch. (Pun intended. :-)

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Like Coleridge interrupted while writing "Kubla Khan," I too had an intrusion on my life and when my "man from Porlock" [ http://etext.virginia.edu/stc/Coleridge/poems/notes.html#KublaKhan ] had departed, the great idea for a show had departed along with him, flown from my attention. (Actually, it was a great deal sadder than that. By the time the police cars and the coroner's wagon had departed from somebody having made the grim discovery that my neighbor down the hall had "shuffled off this mortal coil," things were a bit "tossed into a cocked hat".)

But since I'm writing this a week or so "before" its posted, and "tweaking" it before releasing it so I figured I had time to get it back.

And lo and behold, it did come back.

Put down that shovel.

My mind ain't gone yet.

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Meanwhile, I am more and more amazed at the knowledge that I picked up from reading "The Brain That Changes Itself" by "Norman Doidge, M.D." (ISBN: 978-0-14-311310-2).

The more I learn, the more I am amazed at how simple changes in the chemical architecture of our brain can yield such complex changes in behavior.

Our brain is an awesome organ.

Just awesome.

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You're getting "Matthew Ebel" music in this episode just because I "like" Matthew Ebel. (Well, anyway, I don't hear any of you bunch complaining [and there's a lot more of you than you'd think.] :-)

---- "Downtown" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

Feed Forward comes next, so...

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Say "your" piece on this segment.

Share with other MSers whatever "you" want to share.

Drop me an email: "charles at MSBPodcast.com"

---- "Trees" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

Feed Me comes third, so...

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That sounds expensive until you do the math and realize that if nobody downloads it it costs you nothing, unlike print, where you often can't even get an ad in to the specialized journals, or radio or TV where you'd just be wasting your money with the 0.0833% MSers rate of return. (That's about six times "below" the level of "statistical noise".)

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---- "Sally Went Down" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

"Thesis:"

Apart from being a really cool name for a band (look it up. [ http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=59089149 ] :-) "None So Blind" is the first half of a saying that ends something like: "As those who will not see."

And so it goes. The media are never going to have a representational number of actors with disabilities (after all 15% of the population of this planet is disabled to some degree, [the actual individuals may drop in and out as people ail and recover, but its a fairly constant 15%])

This sad state of affairs is partly our doing.

MSers don't like to see suffering either.

Specially when its our own.

---- "Lost My Way" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

"Synthesis:"

I come from "Québec" a strange place that seems to have very different "mores" than the rest of North America (and New Orleans ... Sorry, for you folk out "dere" ... "Norleenz").

It seemed like every damn film shot in Québec during the fifties, sixties and even the seventies had at least one scene (usually the funniest one in the whole friggin' movie,) taking place in a funeral home.

We were used to death. It wasn't something scary to us. (Face it. When you're dirt poor and can expect to stay that way, from one generation to the next, you take your fun when and where you can.)

Likewise when it came to showing the people, cripple sand all, making their way painfully up the steps of "L'Oratoire St. Joseph" in "Montréal".

We just accepted the fact that in life's lottery, there were a lot more losers than there were winners.

But that's in Québec and that's in the near past.

I'm not saying that some of them weren't treated shamefully, shabbily and scornfully. (Specially is they had the good fortune to be born out of wedlock. [You have no f.... uh, no friggin' idea of what a mess we went through with "La Revolution Tranquille". {Bastards. We were all friggin' bastards when the Catholic church went to Hell in a hand basket.}])

But back to my main point (I do have them you know,) we were aware as a society of who were members in our society.

That included the 15% that's currently utterly ignored by the media: the handicapped whose contribution to society won't be measured in dollars and cents.

"You" stand up to Marlee Matlin [ http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0559144/ ] and tell her she can't act because "you" don't think the world is ready for a deaf actress.

Go on.

Just make sure you dial 911 first.

---- "Lift Me - Live in Second Life" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

"Conclusion:"

All that needs to be done to correct the imbalance in the media is to get us the same representation as there is in reality.

But that will "never happen" because the media are all built on tissues of lies, occasionally hiding behind a veil of civility.

The problem we all seem to have, is in selecting leaders that don't understand that they're only part of the 85%.

Likewise our media should reflect the proportions of reality. I'm not talking about about giving us leading roles or crap like that, (though it would be great to have movies by, on, for and/or about us,) but just have "the scenery match the view."

If the media production would respect the merest proportionality, the exhausting drag on the economy that having 15% of the population being disabled causes can be acknowledged.

I think that that would go a long way towards eliminating the causes of a lot of our problems.

---- "All I Want Is You" by: "Matthew Ebel" http://www.matthewebel.com/

I've got a piece from my misspent youth that I managed to "find": [ http://www.lordbuckley.com/LBC_Misc_Pages/LBC.html ]

Its Marc Antony's Funeral Oration
(Cf. Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 2, lines 74-108) as re-crafted in the "Hip Semantics" of "Lord Buckley." [ http://www.lordbuckley.com/ ]

"Hipsters, flipsters, and finger-poppin' daddies,
Knock me your lobes,
I came to lay Caesar out,
Not to hip you to him.
The bad jazz that a cat blows,
Wails long after he's cut out.
The groovey is often stashed with their frames,
So don't put Caesar down.
The swinging Brutus hath laid a story on you
That Caesar was hungry for power If it were so, it was a sad drag,
And sadly hath the Caesar cat answered it.
Here with a pass from Brutus and the other brass,
For Brutus is a worthy stud,
Yea, so are they all worthy studs,
Though their stallions never sleep.
I came to wail at Ceasar's wake.
He was my buddy, and he leveled with me.
Yet Brutus digs that he has eyes for power,
And Brutus is a solid cat.
It is true he hath returned with many freaks in chains
And brought them home to Rome.
Yea, the looty was booty
And hipped the treasury well.
Dost thou dig that this was Caesar's groove
For the putsch?
When the cats with the empty kicks hath copped out,
Yea, Caesar hath copped out, too,
And cried up a storm.
To be a world grabber a stiffer riff must be blown.
Without bread a stud can't even rule an anthill.
Yet Brutus was swinging for the moon.
And, yea, Brutus is a worthy stud.
And all you cats were gassed on the Lupercal
When he came on like a king freak.
Three times I lay the wig on him,
And thrice did he put it down.
Was this the move of a greedy hipster?
Yet, Brutus said he dug the lick,
And, yes, a hipper cat has never blown.
Some claim that Brutus' story was a gag.
But I dug the story was solid.
I came here to blow.
Now, stay cool while I blow.
You all dug him once
Because you were hipped that he was solid
How can you now come on so square
Now that he's tapped out of this world.
City Hall is flipped
And swung to a drunken zoo
And all of you cats are goofed to wig city.
Dig me hard.
My ticker is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And, yea, I must stay cool til it flippeth back to me."

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