tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167195332024-03-07T11:02:10.664+01:00GardistanPainting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-55540322893343853812011-02-13T20:39:00.003+01:002011-02-13T21:56:02.508+01:00ESC 2011: NorwayA quick rundown of the finalists for Norway:<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQXWXWVorDk"><b>Helene Bøksle</b> - Vardlokk</a></div><div>My personal favorite as <a href="http://gardistan.blogspot.com/2011/02/mgpesc-2011.html">explained earlier</a>. Of course, it is all a question of "what are you trying to achieve through participation in ESC?" - most of which will say is "win". Albeit, winning the competition does not necessarily mean winning anythin other than the competition and gaining a whole lot of expenses the following year. Helen Bøksle is a wonderful display of Norwegian Soft Power - that is, the propogation of Norwegian cultural heritage.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1JXhbvuLAw"><b>Sie Gubba</b> - Alt du vil ha</a> (All you want, you'll get)</div><div>Is another propagation of Norwegian Soft Power. While some will claim this is only country (of which, some will say Norway is the only country in the world consuming more country music than the USA - true or not), it is not. It's Trønder-rock, a speciality of the Trøndelag dristricts. The song, however, does not stick, nor does it propagate anything beyond itself.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdItdPhwSJo"><b>Babel Fish</b> - Depend on me</a></div><div>A sure <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Babel_Fish_(band)">hit among the Douglas Adams fans</a> could probably raise a lot of geek-points in Düsseldorf for the band name alone. The song, however, is regular pop, and doesn't stick.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tc9c7VJsXqc"><b>The Lucky Bullets</b> - Fire below</a></div><div>Now this is music! It is catchy, it is well done, the band members have character - definitely one of my favourite musically. The lyrics are well beyond the grey area (she's got a fire down below), and it is a propagation of US soft power rather than Norwegian.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lT0PLRMEP6g"><b>The Blacksheeps</b> - Dance tonight</a></div><div>While sheep is one of the words that do not gain an 's' in plural, The Blacksheeps broke the surface in 2008 with their song <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBEZco1HwdQ">Oro jaska, beana</a> - Be quiet, dog. This song made it to the top of Nordic ESC and contained Norwegian and Sámi lyrics. No wonder, the band is from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tana,_Norway">Deatnu/Tana</a>, one of the major Sámi towns. I really appreciated their 2008 hit.</div><div><br /></div><div>Their 2011 entrance goes a step further, with Norwegian, English and Sámi lyrics in the same song. However, they have so absolutely lost their innocense since 2008, the lyrics are just as far beyond the grey area as The Lucky Bullets, and is yet another rock song. It would be interesting to create a buzz about the languages used in the lyrics, but it would probably get lost in the party party.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7k9vOc_B9w"><b>Stella Mwangi</b> - Haba haba</a></div><div>Speaking of parties, Stella Mwangi participates with THE party song. Easy to remember, catchy, mulicultural, positive and sung by a black woman. This is African soft power. Alas, black party party music is how <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KmzGpwXmp4">Dave Benton secured Estonia's winning position in 2001</a>. And it's immensly popular in Norway.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8ZdZtn6JiM"><b>Åste & Rikke</b> - Not that easy</a></div><div>A mix of TLC and Destiny's Child, Åste & Rikke is one of the more interesting songs in the Norwegian finale. It's memorable, but probably not singable by the ordinary mortal. And it's soul, which means it's "High-Pigmentation Soft Power" performed by "Not-Very-Pigmented people".</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Usxkz43k8bs"><b>Hanne Sørvaag</b> - You're like a melody</a></div><div>Simple girl-with-guitar-pop. The song sounds somewhat familiar, though I can't put my finger on it. Could probably win in one of the worse years of ESC - such as 2001. Unfortunately, this is not expected to be one of those years. </div><div><br /></div><div>Not too surprising, then, that that the winner for Melodi Grand Prix 2001, the song that will represent Norway in Düsseldorf in May is... Haba haba, hujaza kibaba!</div><div><center><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T7k9vOc_B9w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></center><br /></div><div>On the bright side, the lyrics are positive and encouraging. Trouble is, there's a statistical chance it might win. And there are dance steps, too. It will plague every disco in Europe for a year!</div><div><br /></div>Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-58349854411543467912011-02-06T12:50:00.003+01:002011-02-06T12:56:50.550+01:00MGP/ESC 2011It's my firm belief that entries to ESC should represent the country's culture & identity, not win at all costs - albeit <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3pGsx9KLJxw" target="_blank">Secret Garden</a> did this and won. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAHxiTlWWvw" target="_blank">Alexander Rybak</a> did this and won. Hence, this song should also represent Norway - not to win, but as part of Norway's <a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/shashi_tharoor.html">Soft Power Strategy</a><br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KQChHm2B_Mw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />It would make ESC so much more interesting if all countries did this. We'll see how it goes on the 12th.<br /><br />Speaking of Rybak, "the show between" of first part finale featuring Rybak and Keep of Kalessin was better than all the entires. 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<i>Published in Vestlandsnytt 10.2.2009 - English translation 2.3.2009 - unedited translation</i><br />
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I was the victim of bullying.<br />
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Bullying takes many forms, and are therefore difficult to manage without seeing the full picture. The schools have received a special responsiblity when it comes to bullying among children because that's exactly where they spend large amounts of the day. But the school is not the only place bullying happens. It is a phenomena that runs through all layers of society, age groups and beurocratic systems. But, as I mentioned, it takes different forms.<br />
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It is exactly because of this shapelessness of the phenomena that it is difficult to put your finger on a specific definition (not to mention being able to "prove" that bullying is occuring). And without a good definition, it is easy to focus on specific forms and unique occurances. Let me give a quick introduction to the simplest forms in the life cycle of bullying - from the age before cell phones and the Internet.<br />
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In elementary school, physical bullying dominates. It usually occures out of sight, but easy to recognize when the bruises begin to show up on the body. In middle school, it slowly changes to a more verbal form. Verbal bullying is a lot harder to prove. Then, at high school level, the social exclusion and backstabbing begins. But this is not the end of it. The experiences from all this bullying activity is also used in work life, when one wishes to "remove unwanted elements".<br />
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The fact that the youngest are the most immature is reflected in the choice of bullying form. And that's exactly why one must also be aware of the fact that the victim not necessarily knows that it is being bullied. It could, in fact, take decades before one realizes the full impact of what happened.<br />
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The youngest also don't necessarily realize that there ARE methods of interventions that may stop bullying. Many victims fear that interference from adults will make the situation worse. After all, both bullying and retaliation against "snitches" occure out of sight. And the older you get, the more refined the bullying, the more difficult to prove and impossible to prosecute.<br />
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When Eimar Hagen (Vestlandsnutt 6.2.09) writes that the number of victims are increasing, it doesn't necessarily mean that more are being bullied. Rather, it might as well reflect that people are become more aware of the bullying. More comes to see the light of day, which one should consider as a positive trend.<br />
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Paul Sundnes (Vestlandsnytt 6.2.09) refers to the fact that the school has to discover (or be told about) the bullying to be able to react. But victims of bullying develop a skill in keeping their mask. When I went to high school myself, my teacher would tell my parents that I was always happy and smiling. This came as a real surprise to me, because I knew that in many ways, I was experiencing the most difficult time in my life, and I was alarmingly close to taking my own life. It was moving away and living years in voluntary excile that not only saved me, but allowed me to slowly realize and understand what had actually happened.<br />
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Moving out the victim has become the most used "solution" to the problem. Many victims (and their families) often complain how it is the bullies that should have been exciled, not the victim. But particularly when dealing with children, we must remember that the bullies are just as immature as the victims. They might be missing - probably - empathy? This, a self declared bully will have to answer, if they remember. My own experience is that a child can be best buddies in private, but bullies in group situations. Excile is also not a "solution" for something I see as a general problem of society at large.<br />
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"Removing" a bully or a victim from the local community is no solution. Both are bonded to the social network, tearing them out affects a lot of people. Such a distancing of people is a polarization that plays a role in breaking down society. Instead, one must find a way for the parties to cooperate.<br />
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Jane Elliot was "a pickup ahead" when she in 1968 pioneered a role play experiment to help fight racism in the USA. In the experiment, she announced that people with blue eyes lacked pigments in their eyes. Without these pigments, nothing protected the brain from solar radiation, and they were therefore more stupid than brown eyed people. She then taught the "brown eyes" to systematically bully the "blue eyes". After a couple of days, she reversed the experiment, so that all the brown eyes could experience the same discrimination. All the students developed empathy from the experiment and became more aware to prejudice and discriminating behaviour.<br />
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The experiment stimatised both her and her family, which only increased her convition that her work was necessary. Today, she lives from doing the experiment on adults. Those who have experienced it know that it isn't just about racism, but about all human interaction. <a href="http://www.janeelliott.com/">http://www.janeelliott.com/</a><br />
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In the end, bullying in childhood is an experiment in stratic abuse of power. The victims are those whoare stratgically easiest to bully, and has nothing to do with what they "officially" are being bullied for. As an example, the victim could be bullied for being "fat", while the bully is actually fatter.<br />
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With adults, the techniques develop into operational abuse of power to secure their own position in the work place or society. The more insecure they fell, the more they step on others. Particulary, they step on coworkers that potentially could endanger their job situation and therefore need to know who "the boss" is. Again, this takes many forms. The organization Stopp JobbMobben (<a href="http://www.stoppjobbmobben.no/">http://www.stoppjobbmobben.no/</a>) has documented a double digit number of forms that bullying occures at work. I have experienced som of them myself.<br />
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Children learn from adults. When adults backstab and speak prejudice against other people, they legitimise their own experimental discrimination of other children. This applies not only to parents, but also comments we do in media and what we call "politics".<br />
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Media lives off sensationalism, and it is therefore in their interest to polarise all stories. This way, media is a great proponent of a general attitude of "us" and "them" as opposites. It has become so ordinary that we often don't notice. Obviously, polarisation is part of what children copy in their experimental play with bullying.<br />
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Yes, play. I wish to emphasize that bullying during childhood is "play" for the bully, becase he/she experiments with this role. It is obvious for the experienced adult that it is a catastrophy for the victim, but we can not assume our own maturity to the child's. The child's play is a reflection of what the child observes in society at large.<br />
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Bullying and discrimination in all its forms break down society. Progress is only achieved through cooperation. If there is anything we can do to fight bullying, it has to start by encouraging empathy and cooperation before polarisation and competition.<br />
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I was going to end here, but received a reminder that these are all beautiful words with no tangible actions. Thanks the "Manifest against bullying", there is great focus on bullying in school. I think this will have only a limited effect if we are not able to see bulling other places. I therefore challenge everyone to come up with possible tangible actions we can take to prevent bullying in its entirety and share their suggestions and experiences with everyone.<br />
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Gard Abrahamsen Tuur-Eggesbø<br />
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Hence they called the new-found-land "Vingard" or "Vinland"Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-18940880488117239022009-02-21T22:39:00.002+01:002009-02-21T22:46:22.063+01:00Fairytale<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTdndLFY3W0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTdndLFY3W0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br />It usually takes a (<a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hardingfele>Harding</a>-)fiddle for Norway to win the Eurovision Song Contest. Based on Norwegian folk music and featuring <a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halling_(dance)>Norwegian folk dancing</a>, written and performed by a Norwegian with Ukrainian roots playing said fiddle, I expect next year's Eurovision to take place <a href=http://bjornoya.blogspot.com/>somewhere in Norway</a>.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-66529959076627351842009-02-10T21:41:00.003+01:002009-03-02T22:20:03.228+01:00Eg har vore mobbeoffer<i>Publisert i Vestlandsnytt 10.6.2009 - Published in Vestlandsnytt 10.6.2009: English translation will eventually come. Maybe.</i><br /><br />Eg har vore mobbeoffer. <br /><br />Mobbing tek mange former, og er i så måte vanskeleg å ta hand om utan å sjå det heilheitleg. Skulane har fått eit spesielt ansvar i høve mobbing blant unge, nettopp fordi det er der dei samlar seg store delar av dagen. Men skulen er ikkje den einaste staden at mobbing skjer. Det er eit fenomen som gjennomsyrer alle samfunnsplan, aldersgrupper og byråkratiske system. Men det tek altså forskjellige former.<br /><br />Nettopp grunna denne formlausheita av fenomenet, er det vanskeleg å setje fingeren på ein spesifik definisjon (for ikkje å snakke om å kunne «bevise» at mobbinga skjer). Og utan ein god definisjon er det lett å fokusere på berre spesifike former og enkeltforekomstar. La meg gi ei kjapp innføring i dei enklaste formene i livssyklusen til mobbing – frå tida før mobiltelefonar og Internett.<br /><br />I barneskulen er det meir vanleg med fysisk mobbing. Det skjer ofte i det skjulte, men enkelt å påvise når det vert så store skader at blåmerka byrjar å dukke opp på kroppen. På ungdomsnivået går det sakte over til verbal trakkasering, som er mykje vansklegare å påvise. Så kjem den sosiale utfrysinga og baktalinga på vidaregåande nivå. Med dette er ikkje slutten. Erfaringane vert gjerne nytta også i arbeidslivet, når ein ynskjer å «fjerne uønska element».<br /><br />At dei yngste er mest umodne viser seg i det hyppigaste valet av mobbeform. Og nettopp derfor bør ein òg vere merksam at mobbeofferet ikkje nødvendigvis veit at det er mobba. Det kan faktisk gå fleire tiår før ein skjønar omfanget av kva som har skjedd.<br /><br />Dei yngste veit heller ikkje nødvendigvis at der ER moglege inngrep for å stoppe mobbinga. Mange mobbeoffer fryktar at innblanding frå vaksne vil forverre situasjonen. Trass alt foregår både mobbinga og gjengjeldsaksjonar mot «tystarar» i det skjulte, utanfor vaksne sine synsfelt. Og til eldre ein vert, til meir rafinert vert mobbinga, vansklegare å bevise, umogleg å anmelde.<br /><br />Når Eimar Hagen (Vestlandsnytt 6.2.09) viser til at talet mobbeoffer aukar, så kjem dette altså ikkje nødvendigvis av at fleire vert mobba, men kan like gjerne reflektere det at folk vert meir bevisste over mobbinga. Meir kjem fram i dagen, og det burde ein sjå på som ein positiv trend.<br /><br />Paul Sundnes (Vestlandsnytt 6.2.09) viser til at skulen må oppdage (eller få beskjed om) mobbinga for at skulen skal kunne reagere. Men mobbeoffer vert etterkvart ekspertar i å halde maska. Då eg sjølv gjekk på vidaregåande, kunne hovudlæraren fortelje foreldra mine at eg alltid var så glad og smilande. Det kom eigentleg som ei bombe på meg, for eg visste at eg på svært mange måtar opplevde den vanskeligaste tida i livet mitt, og var urovekkande nær på å ta mitt eige liv. Det var utflytting og årevis i frivillig eksil som ikkje berre redda meg, men gjorde at eg etterkvart innsåg og forstod kva som hadde skjedd.<br /><br />At mobbeoffer flyttar ut er den mest brukte «løysinga» på problemet. Mange mobbeoffer (og familiane deira) klagar ofte over at det er mobbarane som skulle ha vorte tvangsflytta, ikkje offera. Men spesielt i barnestadiet må ein vere merksam på at mobbarane er like umodne enn mobbeoffera. Dei manglar kanskje – sannsynlegvis – empati? Det må ein sjølverklært mobbar svare på, dersom dei hugsar det. Mi erfaring er at ein gjerne kan vere god kamerat på tomannshand, men konkurrere om kven som er flinkast å mobbe i gruppesituasjonar. Utflytting er altså ikkje ei «løysning» på noko som eg reknar som eit generelt samfunnsproblem.<br /><br />Å «fjerne» mobbar eller mobbeoffer frå lokalmiljøet er inga løysing. Begge er knytt til det sosiale nettverket, begge har pårørande. Ei slik distansering er ei polarisering som er med på å bryte ned samfunnet. I staden må ein finne ein måte å føre partane til samarbeid.<br /><br />Jane Elliott låg «ein pickup føre» då ho i 1968 byrja eit banebrytande rollespel-eksperiment for å bekjempe rasisme USA. I eksperimentet kunngjorde ho at folk med blå auge mangla pigmentar i augene som kunne beskytte hjerna mot stråling frå sola, og at dei derfor var dumme. Deretter lærte ho opp «brunaugene» å systematisk mobbe «blåaugene». Etter ei veke reverserte ho eksperimentet, slik at alle «brunaugene» fekk oppleve den same undertrykkinga. Resultatet var at alle utvikla empati og vart meir varsame for å ty til fordommar og oppføre seg diskriminerande mot andre.<br /><br />Eksperimentet stigmatiserte både henne og familia hennar, noko som overbeviste henne om at arbeidet hennar var nødvendig. I dag lever ho av å gjennomføre eksperimentet på vaksne. Dei som har opplevd dette skjønar at det ikkje handlar berre om rasisme, men om all menneskeleg interaksjon. (Ref: http://www.janeelliott.com/ )<br /><br />Når det kjem til stykket, er mobbing på barnestadiet eit eksperiment i strategisk maktmisbruk. Offera er dei som er strategisk enklast å mobbe, og har ingenting å gjere med det dei «offisielt» vert mobba for. Til dømes kan mobbeofferet verte mobba for å vere «feit», medan mobbaren faktisk er feitare.<br /><br />I vaksen alder går teknikkane over til å verte operasjonell maktmisbruk for å sikre eigen posisjon i arbeidsplassen eller samfunnet. Til meir usikre dei føler seg, til meir trakkar dei på andre. Spesielt trakkar dei på medarbeidarar som dei meiner potensielt kan setje arbeidsplassen deira i fare og som derfor treng å få vite kven «sjefen» er. Igjen tek dette mange former. Organisasjonen Stopp JobbMobben (http://www.stoppjobbmobben.no/) har dokumentert eit titals former for mobbing på arbeidsplassen. Eg har sjølv opplevd nokre av dei.<br /><br />Barn lærer lett av vaksne. Når vaksne baktalar andre og uttalar seg forutinntatt om einskildpersonar, så legitimierer vi barns eksperimentelle diskriminering av andre barn. Det gjeld ikkje berre foreldre, men også uttaler vi gjer i media og kallar «politikk».<br /><br />Media lever av å sensasjonalisere, og prøver derfor å polarisere alle saker som skal fram i lyset. Slik er også media med på å legitimere ei generell haldning om «oss» og «dei» som motpartar. Dette har vorte så vanleg at vi ofte ikkje legg merke til det. Det er klart at slike polariseringar er slikt som barn kopierer i sin eksperimentelle leik med mobbing.<br /><br />Ja, leik. Eg vil understreke at mobbing i barnestadiet er ein «leik» for mobbaren, fordi han/ho eksperimenterer med denne rolla. At det er ei katastrofe for mobbeofferet er sjølvsagt for oss med litt meir erfaring, men vi kan ikkje pålegge vår modning på det umodne barnet. Barnets leik er ein refleksjon av det barnet observerer i resten av samfunnet.<br /><br />Mobbing og diskriminering i alle sine former bryt ned samfunnet. Framgang får vi gjennom samarbeid. Er det noko vi kan gjere for å bekjempe mobbing, så må det nødvendigvis byrje med å fremje empati og samarbeid framfor polarisering og konkurranse.<br /><br />Her hadde eg tenkt å avslutte, men fekk ei påminning om at dette er vakre ord utan konkret tiltak. Takka vere «Manifest mot mobbing», er det i dag stor fokus og på å motarbeide mobbing i skulen. Eg trur dette vil ha avgrensa effekt, dersom vi ikkje evnar å sjå mobbing andre stader. Eg vil derfor utfordre alle til å kome med konkrete tiltak for å forebygge mobbing i si heilheit og dele forslag og erfaringar med alle.<br /><br />Gard Abrahamsen Tuur-EggesbøPainting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-32276176450482266652009-01-11T14:15:00.005+01:002009-01-11T14:52:41.660+01:00Massikommunikatsioon '84<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Vzb7EoTcHM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Vzb7EoTcHM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Timeless song by Estonian band Singer Vinger. Ise ma loen Lääne Elu ja Postimees. (Meie igapäevast Savisaart anna meile tänapäev)<br /><br /><table border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=15><tr valign=top><br /><td>Õhtustest lehtedest teada ma saan<br />seda, kes surma on saand.<br />Tooliga teleri ette end aan<br />värvides veikleb ekraan.<br /><br />Ref:<br />Mõnus massikommunikatsioon,<br />lala laa laa laa,<br />lala lal lal lal lal laa<br />Kallis kauge informatsioon<br />...niisiis.<br /><br />Hiinas on uputus, Taanis on tuul<br />meitel on aeg ikka suur.<br />Uurivad ruumi ja kaapavad kuu<br />ikka on midagi uut<br /><br />(Ref)<br /><br />Raukadel raadio ja noortel on hääl<br />kokku on kõik \Rahva Hääl\<br />Kõiksugu uudiseid maakera pääl<br />pajatab diktori hääl.<br /><br />(Ref)<br /><br />Informatsioonita olla ei saa<br />vajan kui õhku ma.<br />Ilmaprognoosita ilma ei tea<br />kui pole halb, siis on hea<br /><br />(Ref)<br /></td><td valign=top><br />From the evening papers I learn<br />who has been killed.<br />I sit down on the chair by the TV<br />In colours, the screen is flashing.<br /><br />Ref:<br />Enjoyable mass communication,<br />lala laa laa laa,<br />lala lal lal lal lal laa<br />Dear remote information<br />...so.<br /><br />In China is flood, in Denmark is wind,<br />us all ways gotta big time.<br />Explore space and scratch the moon<br />always something new<br /><br />(Ref)<br /><br />Old people have NPR and the young have Voice<br />Together, it is all People Magazine<br />All kinds of news from the surface of the globe<br />tells the news anchor's voice.<br /><br />(Ref)<br /><br />Can not be without information<br />I need it as air.<br />Without the forecast, I can't know the weather<br />if it isn't bad, it's good.<br /><br />(Ref)<br /></td></tr></table>Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-23423125792739172152008-12-19T23:34:00.003+01:002008-12-19T23:48:21.289+01:00The little sun<em>This is the English translation of "Den vesle sola" posted December 15th.</em><br /><br />Once upon a time, there was a sun who was so very small. Indeed, she was the smallest sun in the street. But there was no lack of ambitions. She had great plans to shine up there in the sky, so that she'd become known in the entire world.<br /><br />All the children in the street made fun of her. They couldn't imagine that anything would ever become of her. Particularly the moons were bad to her. All but one moon, who was also being teased because he only rotated round Pluto instead of a «real» planet.<br /><br />It was this friendship that made it possible for the little sun to accompany Nix one night and try out the job as a moon. It didn't go to well, though. The sun was born sun and will always be one. She shined so brightly round Pluto that the astronomers started fighting. Nix almost lost his job. And the little sun had no other choice than to find a sun job.<br /><br />He first tried in Brazil, but they wanted a strong and powerful sun, and preferably one who knew samba. In Spain, they wanted a macho sun who could bring some heat to the beaches. And in England they didn't want any sun. The British only wanted rain and fog. France wanted a sun who drank wine, and the little sun was too young for that kind of stuff.<br /><br />Austria wanted that their sun should wear lederhosen, so the little sun didn't even apply for that one. China already had a dragon who gave them all the light and warmth they wanted. India had all the stars in Bollywood, and Japan had their streets filled with neon advertising signs. The future looked grim and dark for the little sun.<br /><br />There was only one job left, a job that nobody else wanted. But the little sun enjoyed her new found job. It was a part time job, doing the night shift in the far north.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-18063467148201225202008-12-15T09:47:00.004+01:002008-12-19T23:34:23.885+01:00Den vesle solaDet var ein gong ei sol som var så veldig lita. Ja, ho var den minste sola i gata. Men ambisjonane mangla det ingenting på. Ho hadde store planar om å skine slik på himmelen at ho kom til å verte verdskjend.<br /><br />Alle barna i gata til denne sola lo av henne. Dei kunne ikkje forestille seg at denne vesle sola skulle verte til noko. Spesielt månane var stygge mot henne. Alle unnateke ein måne, som òg vart erta fordi faren berre kretsa rundt Pluto og ikkje ein «ordentlig» planet. Og det var på grunn av denne vennskapen at den vesle sola fekk vere med Nix ei natt og fekk prøve seg som måne.<br /><br />Men det gjekk ikkje så bra. Sola var og er fødd som ei sol. Ho skinte sånn opp rundt Pluto at astronomane byrja å krangle, og Nix heldt nesten på å miste jobben sin. Så den vesle sola hadde ikkje anna val enn å finne ein soljobb.<br /><br />Fyrst prøvde han seg i Brazil, men der ville dei berre ha ei sterk og kraftig sol, og helst ei som kunne samba. I Spania ville dei ha ei macho sol som kunne varme opp badestrendene. Og i England ville dei ikkje ha noka sol, berre regn og tåke. Frankrike ville ha ei sol som drakk vin, og den vesle sola var alt for ung for slikt. I Austerrike ville dei at sola skulle ha på seg lederhosen, så den jobben ville den vesle sola ikkje ein gong søke på. Kina hadde allereie ein drage som gav dei alt lys og vamre dei ønska, India hadde alle stjernene i Bollywood og Japan hadde gatene fylte med reklameskilt. Ja, det såg mørkt ut for den vesle sola.<br /><br />Det sto att berre ein jobb som ingen andre ville ha. Men den vesle sola var nøygdd. Det var ein deltidsjobb, langt oppe mot nord og riktig nok om natta.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-75195115483087193102008-11-18T20:43:00.002+01:002008-11-18T20:49:33.860+01:00Terror threatSo my work place had a terror exercise. A simulation that starts by someone calling in a bomb threat. Since I knew when this was going to happen, I planned a trip to an external location for that time. I had work to do.<br /><br />"But you should take part of the exercise, too!" the complaints came. "Everyone should take part of the exercise."<br /><br />So in this exercise, I'm supposed to walk out of the building and do nothing. What am I supposed to tell the remote location? "I'm sorry, I can't come and fix your network connection today, because I have been ordered to stand in the parking lot, kicking some stones instead of doing my job?"<br /><br />We left through the back door minutes before the exercise started.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-79602946907468489272008-11-15T20:48:00.002+01:002008-11-15T20:50:20.507+01:00Ja-mannGard Ulv: "Jajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja"<br />Gard: "Neineineineineineineineinei"<br />Gard Ulv: "Jajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja"<br />Gard: "Du er verkeleg ein Ja-mann, du, Gard Ulv"<br />Gard Ulv: "Vavavavavavavavavavavava"<br /><br /><em>English translation:<br />Gard Ulv: "Yeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayea"<br />Gard: "Nononononononononononononono"<br />Gard Ulv: "Yeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayeayea"<br />Gard: "You're quite a yes-man, aren't you, Gard Ulv?"<br />Gard Ulv: "Vavavavavavavavavavavavava"</em>Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-69370236568392395792008-10-19T19:06:00.002+02:002008-10-19T19:07:39.407+02:00Oro jaska beana<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mBEZco1HwdQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mBEZco1HwdQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Shut up, dog!Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-24134524515553025772008-09-27T22:22:00.000+02:002008-09-27T22:23:08.730+02:00The most beautiful seaI came across this poem by Nazim Hikmet, which got me thinking. (And I'm sure a lot of people out there will be saying "what, you didn't see this poem yet?" to which I may answer "the most beautiful poem I have not written -uh- read yet." Similarly, an equally sized bunch of people is going to ask "Nazim who?") The poem goes:<ul><i>The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet.<br />The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet.<br />The most beautiful days we haven't seen yet.<br />And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you<br />I haven't said yet...</i></ul>My first thought was along the lines of subjectivity. Not about difference in taste, but that of memory. The momentarily most beautiful is typically that which has already been experienced, because we can not truly appreciate the beauty which we have not experienced yet.<br /><br />So I asked myself, what is (literally) the most beautiful sea within my memory which I have not crossed. Truly, oceans are usually boring, so we need to stick to smaller seas, which brings me to lakes. And I have crossed a few lakes in Sweden that were really beautiful. I am sure other lakes I have seen could be just as beautiful, and it dawns on me that my own interaction with the lake played a great role in the beauty I experienced from it.<br /><br />This rings true in other settings as well. A friend in the US brought me to a mountain near her home town. We parked at the top, looked at the city below, and she suddenly said that, "strange.. it doesn't look so great now as it did last time I was here." She paused before she continues. "Must have been the guy I was with."<br /><br />That comment made me a little jealous, but I have had similar experiences myself. There's a similar mountain where I went to college, and there are two ways to get there. You can climb 400 steps up the hill, or you can take a car. Every time I climbed the steps, the view was wonderful. But if I cheated and took the car, I didn't enjoy the view nearly as much.<br /><br />My most beautiful trips are the ones by bicycle, not by car. Or better yet, by foot or by skis. So the beauty lies in the interaction, and how things, places and most of all people become part of us through these interactions.<br /><br />Returning to the quote, what about all the beauty that are in the future? How does the interaction apply to these? How can I interact with something that I have not yet seen?<br /><br />The answer is self evident. You can interact with beauty by planning interaction with it. This is some of what a lot of couples do when they meet. They lay plans together, and then embark on a long journey trying to fulfill these plans. The effort put into this not only makes the result spectacular, but the journey towards their goals become part of the beauty they experience.<br /><br />Similarly, the bicycle trip I have been planning since 2001 (I just never had time to do it yet) will be the most beautiful bicycle trip ever when i finally get to do it, because I have so much energy stored into the idea of doing it and the research of the places I wish to visit.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-21996121939328398762008-09-24T21:18:00.002+02:002008-09-24T21:49:13.767+02:00Norwegian TV on FinlandAfter the massacre in Kauhajoki, Norwegian TV2 is IMHO trying to sensationalize the story by bringing up old stereotypes and trying to prove them true. This happened in what seems like a parody of the news. Sadly, it really was the news.<br /><br />A random person was interviewed whilst still sitting in their car. "What's that?" the reporter asked. "Is it a knife?" "Yes." "Why do you bring a knife with you?"<br /><br />You know, I have a knife in the car, too. It has been standard inventory for my car for many years. There's always need for a knife. I may need to cut a branch somewhere, cut a rope or cut through some plastic wrap. I occationally use it to spread butter, cut cheese and apples, but mostly sheep sausages. And of course, it's good to have handy if I should accidentally run over a reindeer.<br /><br />The Finn's knife was tiny compared to mine.<br /><br />The report went on to a couple of teenagers. It seemed like the reporter was just running around town, looking for <b>anything</b> to make the town look like Hillbillyville. "Look! Skinheads! Are you a skinhead?" "Yes!" "Are there many skinheads in this town?" "Little." I'm sure there are more skinheads in Oslo than in Kauhajoki.<br /><br />I wasn't sure if I was going to laugh at this terrible piece of news-turned-comedy, or plain weap at bad journalism. Because surely, this is not the kind of story a serious news channel should be focusing on a substory that isn't there. Rather, it would have been a perfect opportunity to instill some humanity in us all.<br /><br />...and TV2 trolled even me...Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-21958602807726402652008-05-21T06:45:00.001+02:002008-05-21T06:45:17.849+02:00Du ska få æi nye blæie<i>Mel. Du skal få en dag i mårra</i><br /><br />De va en gong eŋ liti gut<br />so va so trist å læi.<br />Han hadde bløytt til blæia si<br />å følte sej so våt.<br />Haŋ visste ičče arme råd<br />men skræik ti pappa'n siŋ<br />so ville roe guti ne<br />å song so diŋŋe song...<br /><br />Du ska få æi nye blæie<br />so torr å ubrukt står<br />å ej ska sorre ne ront stompi diŋŋ.<br />Å om de ičče går so bra<br />å du værte like våt <i>(el. so må du sæi i frå)</i><br />so ska ej kåme springande<br />me nye blæie til dej.<br />Ja, då fe du nye blæie<br />so ræin å ubrukt står<br />å ej ska sorre ne ront stompi diŋŋ.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-32410659961934840812008-04-18T21:07:00.004+02:002008-04-22T06:49:00.150+02:00Web page bugsDear programmers of minside.no,<br /><br />I entered my SSN and what was obviously the wrong password. So I clicked "Forgot my password". As a response, I get a message that my SSN is wrong, since I didn't type it back in.<br /><br />So I enter my SSN again and click "Forgot my password". Your page now tells me it's the wrong password. Of course it's the wrong password, that's why I clicked "Forgot my password"!<br /><br />I repeat this step. SSN, click "Forgot my password". Et voila! My account has been blocked for 24 hours. Thank you so much!<br /><br /><b>Update 21.04.2008:</b> I received a response from minside.no, telling me that if I have forgotten my password, I should click the "Forgot my password" button. Funny!Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-49605127335258814352008-03-27T20:40:00.000+01:002008-03-27T20:41:01.430+01:00Walk on by<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-iPmY7Io1o&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-iPmY7Io1o&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16719533.post-19377102809205812652008-03-23T18:05:00.002+01:002008-03-23T18:07:49.552+01:00Painting completed 23.3.08<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/tuur.eggesbo/EasterInKautokeino2008/photo#5180984104961708018"><img src="http://lh6.google.com/tuur.eggesbo/R-aNl-swD_I/AAAAAAAACQU/OO3FsxoCKkk/35650.jpg" border=0/></a><br />60x80 cm, acrylic.Painting waves in cloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04722146139715632827noreply@blogger.com1