vilhelm

I've burned so bright,
II've flown, I've soared and enjoyed to the max.
I've crashed more than once.
Always aiming for the greener pastures.
Skipping, ripping, blasting the soil.
I've shaped my realm,
I chose my craters.
Some better than others.

Sowing nothing,
Reaping nothing,
Burning all.

As some of you know I've been studying gender and sexuality for the last few weeks.  It bores me at times so as I was writing an essay about such fun topics as discursive practices I got an e-mail from an English bloke I know with pictures of hot women in a Swedish nightclub juxtaposed with pictures of some very ugly people in English nightclubs.  The point seems to be that Swedish women are way hotter than their English counterparts. First you will see a truncated version of the e-mail which prompted the e-mail conversation which follows:

Swedish versus British Nightclubs

Can you tell the difference?



The English girls were so ugly that I choose to only post this:







I wrote:
I agree.  I would also like to add:  Neheheeeee.  To be honest, the only thing better about nightclubs here is the women.  We have the crappiest doormen and generally the crappiest dj's ever.  Ever.  You might think that you wouldn't care too much about that with all those hotties around.  Think again. 

Hot women are like currency (confirming my theory on how money's real worth can only be calculated in terms of pussy)  if one produces too much hotness a loss in its value will follow, i.e. Sweden has an insane amount of hotness inflation.  Being hot is really not as advantageous here as it seems to be in other places.  This probably explains why Sweden is often regarded as a role-model for equality. 

When hotness cannot be used to ones advantage there is no reason for women to aid the perpetuation of the current gender structure.  I honestly believe the most efficient form of gaining equality and a non stratified gender system is to increase the amount of hot and sexy women to such high amounts that the current system loses integral function.

So, on the one hand you may feel dissatisfied with the scarcity of hotness in your area.  On the other hand however, you enjoy a more advantageous position on a steeper and more gender based hierarchy.  Additionally you may enjoy a higher quality of dj when frequenting night club establishments.  What is worth more to you?

Friendly greetings from a sexy yet equal Sweden,
(and merry Christmas to both you and ________)

Vilhelm "Ville" Edgren

BritishBloke wrote:


I wrote:

There are clubs where a very high proportion of the women look like that.  Not nearly enough clubs though.  There are crappy run-down shitholes like everywhere else. 

I feel that you are forgetting the essence of my point.  If you were to spend any substantial amount of time surrounded by such a large amount of hotness it would almost certainly lose value for you.  You would simply not see it after a while.  While you are correct and justified in stating that you wouldn't care about the music with that many hot women; I believe that this would only be true in the short term.  My long term analysis must carry more weight since it is backed up by empirical, albeit personal, data. 

I agree that not ALL women can be ugly in England.  There has to be just the right amount of them for the gender system to be self perpetuating.  I mean,  what would the ugly women have to strive for if nobody set the standard?  That would be proposterous, another sort of equality would be achieved.  A disgusting asexual equality.  I vigorously promote equality through hotness over equality through ugliness.  Given that a form of equality is achieved being blissfully unaware of womens hotness is infinetly preferable over being painfully aware of all womens ugliness.

Also one would have to exclude any genetically non-pure british women from any part of this discussion. (read: asscoverage)

Sincere regards,

BritishBloke wrote:

Sometimes I feel like my thoughts grow so complex that I can't express them, can't formulate them.  On the other hand, how self centered and pretentious isn't that to say?  Well, draw your own conclusions.

In addition, i'd like to point out that the problem of complexity is one caused by looking at the bigger big picture.  In the bigger picture every detail matters.  Sometimes I think I don't focus enough on the small things that actually get things done.  It's like putting together a puzzle.  It doesn't work if one single piece is in the wrong place.  Thus everything has to be in its perfectly designed and exactly defined place or the "picture" one is trying to paint will simply fall apart and be worthless in the end.  One piece at a time.

There have been only a few times when I have felt intense rage.  Rage so intense that I assume it to be hate.  At the very least the emotions i felt must be on the very cusp of what is generally referred to as hate.  That rage has, without exception, been directed towards people that I Love.  For that reason I used to think that hate could only exist where there is or once was Love.

Then I thought of something. There are many people worthy of hate.  I had always assumed that I didn't hate them because I never had any love for them.  Now I realized that although I don't personally feel hate against people like Hitler and Pol Pot, they do disgust me.  Disgust is not hate, however vile it might be.  Even so, they do seem related.  I think the reason that I do not outright hate them is that these people have not hurt me emotionally on a more personal level.  The reason they have not been able to is that they have had no power over me.

The conclusion of my thoughts must be that the only reason to hate someone is that they have caused emotional injury.  The only way someone can cause emotional injury is if they have some sort of power over the injured.  This logically leads to the question of power.  There are in my opinion three main kinds of power in western culture:  political power, economic power and social power.  All these kinds of powers have the ability to mix and co-exist in one relationship.  The most common kind of power seems to be social power.  The strongest form of social power must be one based on love.  Love is the most common form of power that is strong enough to cause hate.  

I now believe power is the only one true catalyst of hate.

(The theory of the three different kinds of power is really a whole other discussiont that I may write more about if any insights come to me)

Everybody knows the story about the Emperors New Clothes.

My mind has recently made an increasingly strong analogy between the current topic of media content piracy and the Emperors New Clothes. 

First of all they are both nonphysical products.  They consist of simple information which, after creation, costs nothing to see hear or reproduce.

The creation of both of these products does have a cost.  The question at hand is this: does the Emperor have the right to refuse to pay for his new clothes?

I believe he does.  If he enjoys them he should pay for them.  If he doesn't, then the fact that he used them isn't enough reason to force him to pay for them.  The emperor has incurred no extra cost to the creator of the clothes by using them before making up his mind.

We have so little choice in what media content we see or hear.  Billboards in our face, radio commercials in our ears, tv commercials and etc.  The choice we do have is what content we enjoy enough to pay for with our own money.  Content providers have so many sources of income that it seems rude that the individual information receptacle should be so antagonized.  As long as we pay for the equipment/material used to convey information to us we should be allowed to choose what information is enjoyable enough to give extra sponsorship.

Hey, look,  the Emperor has no clothes!

What do you think?

                       
        Just annoy me with love...    ?

Some thoughts on motivation.

Are guilt and shame our most powerful motivators?

Is guilting someone into doing something usually the most effective means of getting to done?

If you wrong someone without them knowing, are you not more prone to comply with any request they might have?

Are people who feel somehow responsible for the wrongs of this world more likely to take part in charity work etc?

Is this why people who admit their guilt and show remorse(shame) in court get shorter sentences; because it is expected that they are more motivated to do good?

Is it not sucky that such bad emotions result in so much getting done?

Do any of you have any ideas on how to find stronger motivation than guilt and shame?

THE no.1 source for finding out who's who in Stockholm for the moment.


Now remember everyone, I expect you all to work hard to make my lists.  If you can't make one of the lists you might wanna try another.


Awesome:

1. the MacMicskis (For asking and being awesome)
   
2. Hani Punani (For sithing it)
3. J-Cube (Brokeback Brother, Watch)
4. Herpes (love and glory above all)
5. Miss Hong Kong (Went to the concert, got the T-shirt,  LOVE HER!!)
6. Kaolin (because of this!! (click))  I've seen what is coming so you move up even more
   
7. Wollmar Yxkull (to our wedding)
8. Owen&Cleopatra  ( MICSKI.BLOGG.SE )
9. goolia (some good advice, and vaxholm)
10. K-ra (Best mistress ever. YEAH!!!!!
11. Droofus (tickets, invitations)
12. Buttley&Cheeky (for being sweet yet entertaining)
    
13. Jay  (for caring about all the little big things)
14. Cap'nP (for hooking me up and actually being a friend)
    
15. Tom-tom Tomaputra (no explanation)
    
16. man-da (for thinking about me)
17. SchlingenSchlongen (around the world for partying with us)
18. Bella Corsella (phoney prank)
    
19. DELIlah (CALLING ME AND TELLING ME HOW AWESOME I AM)
    
20. MIris (tack för att du är min vänv)

etc



Shit:

1. Psycho women
2. Flu
3. CSN
   
4. Folkpartiet (for fucking themselves over, idiots,  it sucks that i might still have to vote for you)
   
5. Posten
6. qtek
   
7. Fighting-Mexican-Elf
8. mother nature
9. screaming spaniard

Stress.

Stressy.

Stressful. 

Sometimes stress is good.  I don't handle stress in a good way most of the time.   Stress makes me feel bad.  Stress is not the whip it should be for me. 

I dislike letting peope down.  Sometimes i'd rather not make promises or set dates.  I know that a lot of the time i can't keep what i promise.  Is that universal for everyone or have i gotten in to a bad habit of overbooking myself at all times.  I think so.  

The main problem with not planning anything is that I end up doing nothing.  Doing nothing is lonely.   I feel lonely. 

Maybe i should write more frequently. Or i just write about how fucked up fucked uppedness is for being all fucked up.   In the face. 

Or perhaps i just write about all the feelings trapped inside me just waiting to come out.

Fuck you.  I bet you'd love to  hear that bullshit.

There is way too much love going around.  Lets all stop being nice to each other for one day.  One day of everybody relaxing and hating each other just a little. 

And then back to the love.  Love sucks without contrast.    It's an interdependent relationship.  Love and Hate

Damn me,  I just wrote another rambly post below.  Aarghhhhhh, I wish I could spend more time writing properly.  I hope my point comes across. My spelling is going to shit.  Spending too much non-english time. 

This is kind of a reply to a comment on the post before this one.  The comment stated that everyone would have to be the same for me to be able to understand others through understanding myself.  I feel that I'm not even the same as myself. So i don't think everyone would have to be the same for me to understand others through myself.

Yesterday I was one way; while today I am another.  If you don't understand what that means then read no further.  My point is that I don't think it's about being like others, it's about human emotions. I think that everyone has the same set of emotions to deal with.  If we can feel the emotion and have a general understanding of its possible causes then we understand any person who has that emotion. 

I think the difficulty lies in getting across what specific emotion one feels.  Most emotions are nameless.  They are either impossibly long and easily misunderstood explanations or incredibly succinct and easily grasped by all.  Good poets and good musicians know how to explain an emotion for everyone to understand, yet that doesn't mean everyone is the same??

I don't pretend to understand everything.
Nor anything. 
I merely strive to understand myself. 
Maybe through myself I can understand others.
Without others I am nothing.

ps.  I like how the first ad beneath this is titled self esteem for women!  ds.

Sometimes when a feeling seems finished,
it comes back.
I remember now.
There will be no return,
It is final,
no new paint,
no old spark,
it is over.
Rusty fence left in the shed.
The End