Emma Watson on Men

SHE is the world's highestpaid actress, a fashion icon and a global superstar, so Emma Watson could probably have her pick of men.

But the Harry Potter star has revealed she finds handsome guys boring.

-- ONTD

Well, then she ought to go crazy over me.

Interestingly, she gets a little more specific and says, "If someone's nice to look at, it gets boring after about 10 minutes." And I cannot help wondering if this might be a gender difference, because I think a man never gets tired of looking at a beautiful woman, just so long as he gets to screw her, too.

Emma Watson on Men

SHE is the world's highestpaid actress, a fashion icon and a global superstar, so Emma Watson could probably have her pick of men.

But the Harry Potter star has revealed she finds handsome guys boring.

-- ONTD

Well, then she ought to go crazy over me.

Interestingly, she gets a little more specific and says, "If someone's nice to look at, it gets boring after about 10 minutes." And I cannot help wondering if this might be a gender difference, because I think a man never gets tired of looking at a beautiful woman, just so long as he gets to screw her, too.

Riots in Canada

Canadians like to imagine they are better than us, that, sure, Americans are richer, but they are also more beastly, while Canadians are so much more civilized and decent. Well, let them lose a hockey game, and the next thing you know:



The Vancouver Canucks lost to the Boston Bruins in the Stanley Cup. Imagine if they had something important to deal with!

(Source: ONTD/CBC)

( A few more pics )

Riots in Canada

Canadians like to imagine they are better than us, that, sure, Americans are richer, but they are also more beastly, while Canadians are so much more civilized and decent. Well, let them lose a hockey game, and the next thing you know:



The Vancouver Canucks lost to the Boston Bruins in the Stanley Cup. Imagine if they had something important to deal with!

(Source: ONTD/CBC)

( A few more pics )

Quote of the Day

"Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones,
as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire"

-- Francois de la Rochefoucauld

Quote of the Day

"Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones,
as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire"

-- Francois de la Rochefoucauld

1984 (1,3) Winston's Family

We next encounter Winston on a very dreamy morning. In the first dream, we get a poignant look at his lost family life. Maybe all those ruminations over his open diary, with the blank pages beckoning, helped to fuel his dreams, having opened the fount of memories and feelings:

At this moment his mother was sitting in some place deep down beneath him, with his young sister in her arms, He did not remember his sister at all, except as a tiny, feeble baby, always silent, with large, watchful eyes. Both of them were looking up at him. They were down in some subterranean place - the bottom of a well, for instance, or a very deep grave - but it was a place which, already far below him, was itself moving downwards. They were in the saloon of a sinking ship, looking up at him through the darkening water. There was still air in the saloon, they could still see him and he them, but all the while they were sinking down, down into the green waters which in another moment must hide them from sight forever. He was out in the light and air while they were being sucked down to death, and they were down there because he was up here. He knew it and they knew it, and he could see the knowledge in their faces. There was no reproach either in their faces or in their hearts, only the knowledge that they must die in order that he might remain alive, and that this was part of the unavoidable order of things.

As I recall, there was no great romantic sacrifice by the mother to save the boy. It was just brute chance, such is the banality of evil.

One may notice that the father does not figure in the dream. He receives scarcely passing mention, perhaps a couple of lines in the novel. One wonders whether Orwell has some interesting biographical reasons behind this.

In any case, we get an extra element of pathos in the picture of a mother who was all alone in trying to lead her two little children, one being no more than an infant, through those tough times, through the war and through the rise of the Party of Big Brother, in never-ending hardship and scarcity and tyranny, only to lose everything.

1984 (1,3) Winston's Family

We next encounter Winston on a very dreamy morning. In the first dream, we get a poignant look at his lost family life. Maybe all those ruminations over his open diary, with the blank pages beckoning, helped to fuel his dreams, having opened the fount of memories and feelings:

At this moment his mother was sitting in some place deep down beneath him, with his young sister in her arms, He did not remember his sister at all, except as a tiny, feeble baby, always silent, with large, watchful eyes. Both of them were looking up at him. They were down in some subterranean place - the bottom of a well, for instance, or a very deep grave - but it was a place which, already far below him, was itself moving downwards. They were in the saloon of a sinking ship, looking up at him through the darkening water. There was still air in the saloon, they could still see him and he them, but all the while they were sinking down, down into the green waters which in another moment must hide them from sight forever. He was out in the light and air while they were being sucked down to death, and they were down there because he was up here. He knew it and they knew it, and he could see the knowledge in their faces. There was no reproach either in their faces or in their hearts, only the knowledge that they must die in order that he might remain alive, and that this was part of the unavoidable order of things.

As I recall, there was no great romantic sacrifice by the mother to save the boy. It was just brute chance, such is the banality of evil.

One may notice that the father does not figure in the dream. He receives scarcely passing mention, perhaps a couple of lines in the novel. One wonders whether Orwell has some interesting biographical reasons behind this.

In any case, we get an extra element of pathos in the picture of a mother who was all alone in trying to lead her two little children, one being no more than an infant, through those tough times, through the war and through the rise of the Party of Big Brother, in never-ending hardship and scarcity and tyranny, only to lose everything.

Confessions of an Academic Ghostwriter

The fact that students pay companies to writer academic papers for them is not new. Usually, though, I hear that teachers and professors are good at sniffing those out. Of course, one would be left wondering how do such businesses thrive then? This is the first account I have seen from the ghostwriter, and, you know what, he is actually a delightful writer. Since he is used to having others palm off his work as their own, I'm sure he won't mind if I just copy his stuff here.

( Fun read )

Confessions of an Academic Ghostwriter

The fact that students pay companies to writer academic papers for them is not new. Usually, though, I hear that teachers and professors are good at sniffing those out. Of course, one would be left wondering how do such businesses thrive then? This is the first account I have seen from the ghostwriter, and, you know what, he is actually a delightful writer. Since he is used to having others palm off his work as their own, I'm sure he won't mind if I just copy his stuff here.

( Fun read )