What's Real, What's Not Real.
I guess I'm responding here to
something posted onto another website by another person. The website
is the 'other' Wall Street Bear Discussion Board.
The post was a link to a YouTube clip
by a legit shrink on what a psychopath is.
I headed off then next to another
nearby clip about narcissism. And here I am now, finding myself more
or less setting out to defend why I blog or post anywhere at all –
because both of the YouTube clips were a bit tendentious really,
provoking you to think 'hey! Is that me they are talking about?!' I
mean do I blog because I am self-absorbed? And isn't it true that
like all entrepreneurs I might also be a touch manipulative and have
little empathy?
Well – no! I was trained in the
subcontracting world of old-school manufacturing/technological
Singapore, where either you killed off your subcontractor eventually
through restriction and oversight and control – or they sure as
hell would kill you off with continual demands and problems!!
As for blogging, I'm sure I do it
because of frustration over the usual media commentaries and the
pseudo-professionals everywhere capturing the agenda with stuff that
is just plain dumb, ignorant, or old hat and dead boring!
...So anyway, I'm watching these
YouTube videos and I get this same old feeling that so much of
everything everywhere these days is like bad high school teachers
preaching fairly tame and popularly established 'knowledge' to minds
that cannot possibly be expected to be older than about fourteen to
twenty-two at most. So who all decided that the audience of the
entire world was made up of people lacking any worldly experience and
that had never read a decent text book the whole of their lives?
Not a real spy |
Okay maybe I too will turn into a
'self-justifying know-it-all,' (the criticism of Singapore dictator
Lee Kwan Yew made by one of his ex-colleagues). I love to get
something in about Kwan Yew. He's on his deathbed, you know.
But all the same why are governments
for example, so late onto the scene of the crime, as it were. I
notice this week the Australian High Court put a stop to the
Australian Security Intelligence Organisation's idiotic 'adverse
report' findings on a few Tamil refugees. This, probably ten whole
years after I had written to a few of my own ex-colleagues in
government asking them to think very hard about taking the word of a
certain Rohan Gunaratne, a self-appointed 'expert on terrorism' from
Singapore's Nanyang Polytechnic. And not to mention my extremely long
held conversation with a handful of others in responsible positions
here in Australia about the virtually certain residence of Osama bin
Laden (or the specific important person going by that name on the
'urgent' desks of the Security Services of many countries...) in
Pakistan.
Australia's intelligence and policing
services are made up of people of integrity but they are not immune
from this global wind of overhyping the simply banal, and creating
'complexity' where there isn't any - the result of which is a massive
going round in expensive circles when common sense would have reached
a correct solution right at the outset. Things which could deserve
some priority though are turfed out because they are 'too hot to
handle,' and the toothless dramas get dressed up facilely as issues
that must be addressed with taxpayer money.
Not a real historical Russian restaurant |
I have given up, really. I'd rather
spend my time looking at the pre-Nineties Hollywood eye-candy
versions of spy stories, for example, and the present-era oligarchic
fake culture and historicity in Moscow. I don't read the news
anymore. I read the Elite Life magazine in Russian, where the editors
have not become jaded yet. I have an ambition to go visit the Pushkin
Cafe in Moscow – which is basically a whimsical and entirely fake
'old Russia' building and interior... And I also remain an
entrepreneur. Because I basically couldn't care less about... Oh
dear. That YouTube video was right then. Anyway I have entirely given
up on the modern West just at the moment. I might be saved though, by
that private video promotion that Johnnie Walker circulates among
embassy staff around the entire globe that hasn't made it into the
public sphere yet. Is that perfectly legal for security staff and
embassy people to get private marketing privileges that the rest of
us don't? I don't know. Though probably not. But as I say – who
cares!