Already last week of August 2018.

Feeling under the weather a bit.

Rules of life in six words.

No excuses, no mourning, your choice.

Commercials.

I saw this brilliant commercial one morning on the train here in Hong Kong. It was a pencil drawn animation. Kind of this shaky, jumpy style. A young girl on a field and it turned out it was the scene from the “Wizard of Oz” where Dorothy meets the scarecrow.

The scarecrow explains it has only straw and no brain and Alice asks: “But how can you talk if you have no brain?”

The scarecrow replies:

“A big lot of people without a brain talks way too much” is the reply from the scarecrow.

Then the credits came in:

“Keep Learning”

Hong Kong University.

Brilliant.

But they should show that one in America I think.

Six word sentences from famous films.

I guess you can always discus wether “it’s” is one word or actually two? Here I choose it to be one otherwise it wouldn’t add up, would it?

How is it on a Monday?

And so it will go on.

What could stop a school bus in Yemen? A bad government with an American bomb.

“Guns doesn’t kill people, people do!” or “The only thing to stop a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun!”

We have all heard these statements in the debate about guns or not.

To me, these are the most ridiculous statements imaginable and they just sends out an odour of ignorance and utter stupidity from the people believing in it. Or maybe rather the people who have chosen to believe in it because they are simply and plain brainwashed by a government and a system dependant on manufacturing and selling weapons.

The first one: “Guns doesn’t kill people, people do.” Yes, in it’s essence, this could be said to be true. However, guns are manufactured with this only objective, to kill or to harm someone or something. What else should be the purpose. You cannot stir your coffee or tea with a gun can you. So if we now didn’t have any guns and some people would still kill other people, they would have to do it with their bare hands or with a spoon or an iron or whatever tool they thought was going to do the job. Seen in this light you sure think it suddenly makes it a lot more difficult to go on a killing spree because it would leave the “victims” in a whole better position to go against the perpetrator to pacify him or her. “Hi Joe, what are you doing with that iron in your hand?”

The other statement about the good guy with a gun. Wow. Honestly. How brain dead should anyone be to actually take this statement serious. This is the most stupid argument I’ve heard. Also this is the easiest to dismantle because you just need to make sure that no bad guy could ever get a gun. As simple as that. And a simple thing like that, you could do by stopping selling these weapons and start treating weapon traders and manufacturers and their puppy politicians like the unscrupulous trash and criminals they actually are.

The only thing that could stop a deprived government with an American made bomb is another deprived government with maybe another American made bomb, or Russian, German, British, Chinese, yeah any bomb actually..  Or better yet, more and more of bombs. It is a damned good business and as long it is just that, we will never ever get peace and justice.

Sunday, the last or first day?

Life as it is, goes on.

Six Words for Saturday. More tomorrow.

I can do better, just trying.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Then Monday.

Never say never, never say always.

To my girlfriend. Change.

I don’t want to change THAT we are together. I want to change HOW we are together.

Sonic Pleasure Gadget

A poster in a train station in Hong Kong is causing upset and some smiles.

First time I saw it I didn’t really register what it was for. It just looked good. They often do the posters in Hong Kong. This one had a brave composition and some nice colours. Light bright blue and pink and faded yellow and a pretty beautiful young girl, of corse. A pretty girl in a short yellow top blowing a huge pink bubble, laying with an arched back and closed eyes. Big letters. “LELO” at the top and “SONA” below.

One day a colleague of mine nearly missed the train I was already on with another colleague. We saw her sprinting up the stairs towards the open door as the “doors closing alarm started through the hot and humid air. She just managed to squeeze through the door before it closed shut in the face of someone just to slow behind her. 

“Puh, I managed” she said. Phone in her hand. “Just had to take a photo of that poster to send it to John.”

“What poster?”

“You haven’t seen?”

Her fingers on the phone and it lit up.

“This one” and she bashed the light bright blue poster with the pretty beautiful girl straight up in my face.

“It’s so  funny, and I just had to photograph it to send to John”. John, btw, is her husband.

“Ohh yeah, why?”

“You haven’t seen?” She pinched with two fingers to enlarge a part of the image and suddenly I saw it and the poster made sense. Or did it? I hadn’t even studied the poster that well and honestly I thought the pink things at the bottom was some kind of socks to keep your feet warm in the winter.

“Sonar Clitoral Massager” it stated. “Pick Your Pleasure”

Well, I guess that is Hong Kong? It’s is a quite nice and subtle poster and the next day I had to take a photo of the same poster but in connection with two other posters, placed together with this one, as they then suddenly, for me, gave way for a certain narrative.

Sexual pleasure + beer = a love child.

Yes, pretty cheap, but whatever.