The Worldwide State of Mind

So yes, I’m posting again.  I don’t know if this is going to be a regular thing, or whether I will stop posting for a while after this.  But jesus, so much has happened in the past year, I feel as if I have to address what is going on.

 

In terms of my life, things have been pretty shit for me as of late.  I’m currently in my second year of university studying languages, and I don’t know whether I made the right choice.  My house has been broken into and my things stolen.  I am angry.

 

In terms of global events, goddamnit if we haven’t seen a lot of things this year.  The Arab spring has torn apart North Africa.  The prospect of war with Iran or UN intervention in Syria is becoming more and more relevant to our way of life, and for the first time in years I am genuinely frightened of what the future may hold.

I can’t speak for the US, but in the UK we are experiencing a new level of islamophobia which, to current memory, has never been experienced before.  The EDL (English Defence League) are gaining more support in retaliation to 9/11 and the July 7th Bombings in London.  Terrorism is more and more prevalent in our society.  The thing is, how can the West wage a war against Terror?  Terror is an emotion, a feeling , an automatic reaction to threat.  How can we wage war against an emotion?  Yes, the world is a scary place.

Division and xenophobia have become the norm in the world I live in.  There are times that I feel incredibly angry, even furious against the human race.  There are even times when I feel fury, times when I feel that the human race is not fit to survive or endure.  We are essentially our own worst enemy.  And that is born out of Darwinism: the imperative to survive and be the fittest of the species.  I think this is why we wage war against ourself.  It is not necessarily an intentional act, but merely an automated survival response to the human condition.

I see pollution, war and hatred.  Can we stop it? At this very moment I doubt it.  Recently NASA scientists have discussed the possibility of extraterrestrial contact.  While I am currently undecided in regards to the existence of alien life in the known universe, I feel that, were extraterrestrials to make contact with us, there would be several different scenarios that could possibly unfold.  The first of which is that of a hostile alien force, committing acts of war upon the human  race.  If that were the case, could the new threat possibly ally the entire human race against them?  What if they believed us to be the biggest threat to the planet?  And if they wanted to convey a message of peace and harmony?  Would we comply?  So many questions.

 

But to return to a more terrestrial viewpoint, 2012 is going ot be an interesting year.  I don’t know what will happen, but I both anticipate and fear it.  I heard a good saying the other night: “we can predict weather patterns but we can’t predict revolutions”.   The Occupy movement has shown us this.  While I often lament on humanity’s percieved willpower to destroy itself, I am regularly surprised and endeared by the so-called “random acts” of kindness my friends show.  They are amazing people and sometimes give me hope for our race.  Remember, compassion is our greatest evolutionary trait.  It helps us to understand and adapt to other’s needs.

 

So I may see you soon, I may not.

J

For the record…

I’d like to take a moment to address various comments left on my post about PETA. I can’t fucking believe this argument is still going on. FTD died a quiet death a while back now, so please don’t resurrect dead arguments. I’ve moved on and so should you.

Thanks,
J

A brief return

I don’t usually do this, and this is just a one off folks.

Let me say this, in regards to the latest revelation that the “News” of the World tabloid in the UK hacked the mobile phone of missing girl Milly Dowler to obtain voicemail messages has made me furious.

“Why, James?” you ask. Well, asides from the fact that the hacks deleted voicemail messages from her phone that could have helped police in their investigation, also giving hope to her family, it also breaks every ethical boundary I can think of in regards to journalism. A disgusting invasion of privacy, and a low point even for yellow journalism.

You can read about the story here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2011/jul/04/milly-dowler-voicemail-hacked-news-of-world

Lastly, I will say that Rebekah Brooks and all involved in this particular incident should lose their jobs and be sent to prison for this. End. of. fucking. story.

That will be all

So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Goodbye

Well, folks… FTD has had a great run over the years.  Starting from a small blog which allowed me to post my shitty ramblings to a blog with over 50,000 views.  Unfortunately due to various personal and creative reasons, I’ve decided to call an indefinite halt to the old FTD.  My creative endeavours have been focused elsewhere for quite some time now – Music.  Unfortunately I no longer have the time or the motivation to keep posting on here for the foreseeable future.  The world is a depressing place and it’s becoming harder and harder to make light of current events such as the Fukushima nuclear disaster, the civil war in Libya and the collection of underwear under my bed which has apparently formed it’s own ecosystem.

In all seriousness though I would like to thank everyone for the support over the years – you guys helped make FTD what it was.  I just wish I had the time and energy to keep posting here.

Who knows?  Maybe we’ll see each other again.

So in the mean time, it’s goodbye from myself, Rhy and Napoleon. Thanks for the lulz and the good times.

J.

IMMA CHARGIN’ MAH WARHEADS!

As witnessed in today’s news, we’re probably headed for nuclear oblivion due to North Korea and South Korea getting pissy because they keep on stealing each other’s parts of the duvet.

North Korea have threatened a nuclear “Holy War” (Misinterpretation of communism ftw!) on South Korea if military drills continue, and the US and Japan have decided they don’t want to try and talk things through because North Korea “haven’t done enough to deserve it”.  The fuck?  Are we in pre-school again?

I think people take North Korea too seriously, so FTD is here to lighten tensions and try to bring these two warring states together… by uniting them against a common enemy.  That common enemy being… well, me i my one bedroom student flat in Hull.

"We will run IP trace on this J and send much porn to his desktop!" - Gah.

Kim Jong Il runs a serious dictatorship.  While other dictators are happy with being a bit zany (“oy vey, that Hitler!  Always with the wise-cracks!”), he is stalwart in his demeanour and his moods in this ever changing world.  Due to his amazing ability to always be calm and collected under pressure, it may be difficult in reading his face.  He could seem placid, but under that chubby, Elvis-impersonator look lies the cold dead heart of a killer.  To make things easier, here is an easy to use chart detailing his different moods.  It now comes in an easily printable pocket format, in case you’re in Pyongyang visiting the Supreme Leader himself and need a clue as to what he is feeling…

Strangely enough, this is also the face he makes when he eats dead squirrels for his dinner every day.

Still, we at FTD felt that the dictator deserved to have his say on the many rumours surrounding him.  Due to his unwillingness to travel outside of North Korea, our very own Rhy and Napoleon travelled to Pyongyang to interview none other than the Great Leader himself.

Hi folks, and welcome to a very special episode of Forward to Death.  I’m Rhy.

Et ah am Napoleon.

And we’re here with a very special guest.  The one. The only. Kim Jong-Il!

*Nods head*

We zought zat we wood bee-geen wiz ze rumours surrounding votre chahldhood.  Meester Il, many journalists attreeb-ee-oote votre strange behaviour to your fah-zer.  Ees eet true zat you were molested as a chahld?

Well, Napoleon, that’s a common misconception with the imperialist western press.

It shouldn’t be a common misconception.  We made it up.

Well, in any case, let me clarify on that matter.  My father never had spanky-spanky-good-happy-squelch-time with me when I was a child.  My penis was simply too large for him to handle.

So you’re refuting the scientifically proved hypothesis that all Asian men have incredibly small penises?

No, quite on the contrary.  You see, I am no mere Asian male.  My body was sculpted by the Gods so that I might spread my seed throughout the world.

But eef votre gouvernement ees Commun-eest, ‘ow can you claim ze ex-eestence of God?

Well, Napoleon, our glorious nation operates under what I like to call religious Communism.  I have, in fact re-written the texts of Marx, Lenin and Stalin to include faith-based concepts that allow us to reveal the ONE GREAT TRUTH.

And zat trooth ees?

That I am fucking awesome.

I hear that you’re a big fan of the James Bond films.  Would you consider them to be your favorite films?

It was like that up until a few years ago when our Glorious Nation invented the DVD in 2007.  Then I discovered the films of Uwe Boll.

Oh, yeah.  He’s one of the best Western directors about.

I know that.  Anyways, we have repatriated Mr. Boll to our Glorious Nation and he is in the process of directing a biographical film.

Wow!  And ‘oo ees ze feelm about?  Tell all!

Why me, of course!  At first I was a little hesitant with casting Lindsay Lohan as myself, but Mr Boll convinced me she was perfect for the role. Of course, her body isn’t as good as mine!

Haha, you’re so right!  And would we be able to speak to Mr Boll or Ms. Lohan while we’re here?

You certainly can!  In fact they’re right over there, handcuffed to that radiator!

Oh mon Dieu!  ‘Ello, Meester Boll et Mademoiselle Lohan!  ‘Ow ees ze feelm coming along?

God, please help us.  They’ve not fed us in weeks!  The guards keep on beating us with their rifles!  Take us back!

Oh, you’re such a joker, Uwe!  Hey, Lindsay!  Stop trying to chew your hand off!  You’ll ruin that physique!

So, Meester Il, why ze tension towards South Korea?

They said some… reprehensible things to me at a dinner party.

Oh?  What like?

They called my mother a “slag”.

That’s not really a reason to nuke a whole country, though is it?

On the contrary.  I’ve never taken these sorts of things lightley.  Besides, we need their land.

To do quoi, exactly?

To build a Kim Jong-Il theme park called Benevolence Land.

Ah, and how much will the tickets cost?

Hah, Rhyknow.  You forget the principals on which this country is built.  We are a communist society, we have no need for money.  Instead of money, we select visitors from a national lottery.  Once a month, ten families are sent to the park for permanent relocation!

So eet ees like un camp de concentration?

Napoleon, shut up.

This interview is over.

 
So after being thrown out of North Korea for defaming the Supreme Leader, what are your thoughts on Kim Jong-Il? Rhy?

A truly remarkable man.  Personally I don’t understand why everyone is so harsh on him.  I mean, I think we would have had an open invitation for cocktails over at his if Napoleon hadn’t fucked it up.

Eet was a seemple question!  Ah personally do not like ze man.  ‘Ee seems a leetle…strange.

Oh, just because he wanted to sleep with you, he seems strange!  We’ve been through this before.

But ‘ee kept on asking me to rub ‘is leg…

Oh, Rhy!  You and your sexual molestation stories! Nobody believed you when you said Rhy put a ball gag in your mouth and called you his bitch!

Uh… yeah. Nobody beleived that! Hah!
Anyways, just before we go, we’ve got time for one letter!  Hyun Ban-Park sent us this photo of Kim Jong-Il’s first ever emotion!

IMMA CHARGIN' MAH LAZER!

 

Also included is a short, scribbled note that reads “being relocated to Benevolence Land, please help, don’t want to die”
Super!  If you’re watching have a great time at Benevolence Land, Ban-Park! Anyways, thanks for reading this special edition of FTD!  It’s goodbye from me!

And goodbye from me!

Hrrmph! Hrrmph!
The Great Micturator : A biography of the Great Leader is out next month, directed by Uwe Boll, starring Lindsay Lohan as Kim Jong-Il, Bill Cosby as Barack Obama and Marlon Brando’s corpse as Herbert the magical dove.