Don't Let The World Dumb-Down

Okay, so in retrospect, I could've handled yesterday a little better ... if only I'd known who was harassing me anonymously before I'd mailed back the first time. I would've played it completely differently, innocently and given nothing away.

Although, she has yet to bother responding, I'm hoping that since I let on that I know exactly who it is, she'll give up on her nonsense. It's kind of amusing ... don't people realise that if you do stupid things and moan about being mentioned (especially in such an elaborate manner), you're bound to get another more detailed mention ... I mean hell, now she has an entire post dedicated just to her :) I'm convinced some people do it for the fame ;) Paha.

Anyway. Varen and I had another quiet night at home. We watched Idiocracy.

Idiocracy is a 2006 American dark comedy directed by Mike Judge, and starring Luke Wilson and Maya Rudolph. The two main characters sign up for a military hibernation experiment that goes awry, and they awaken 500 years in the future. They discover that the world has devolved into a dystopia where marketing, commercialism, and cultural anti-intellectualism run rampant and dysgenics have resulted in a uniformly stupid human society.

A mildly amusing literally idiotic movie. I would die if this is what the world turned into ... but I guess I wouldn't be around to see it :) In ways that other movies are contraceptive, this was a go out and have babies trigger ... Don't let the world dumb-down, people.

Oh, and I also finished reading The End of Mr Y by Scarlett Thomas.

When Ariel Manto discovers a copy of The End of Mr Y in a second-hand bookshop, she can't believe her eyes. She knows enough about its author the outlandish Victorian scientist Thomas Lumas, to know that copies are exceedingly rare. And cursed. The novel tells how to enter the Troposphere - a place where all consciousness is connected, and you can surf other people's thoughts. But surely the whole idea is just fiction? It is in a novel, after all. Ariel would rather have fiction than reality - which is just poverty and bad sex - anyway. But soon she's running for her life, surfing both fiction and reality as she tries to escape from the people who want her secrets. The End of Mr Y is a thought experiment wrapped in a contemporary adventure novel that asks questions about thought, language, destiny and the very limits of being and time.

This was a bizarre and interesting read. A bit like the matrix, I guess ... I don't think there's much else out there I could manage to compare it with. Although admittedly it lacks the super cool special effects that got us all hook on the first Matrix Movie, it does have an interesting concept. And although I thought hte book started out very slow, by the end I was hooked :) Hmmm, would you try the formula to enter the Troposphere?