Posts by Jacqui Dunn
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Hard News: New Old Left?, in reply to Cecelia,
Just because ,OK, Cecelia?
EDIT: Snap, Sacha. Although I didn't think it needed any explanation, myself:)
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Cracker: Gone Fushin’, in reply to Islander,
Hahaha, oh yes. Reading Bill Bryson's "The Short History of Nearly Everything" can certainly bring a person down to earth (and beyond). The billions and zillions of little beings that have each one of us as their earth. I tried to point this out to my niece, but she shrieked. Too much information!
Incidentally, ever vacuumed your mattress? Very interesting.....
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There is one little thing about the new look I'm finding a bit disappointing. I used to like some of the "origins" people put. Joe Wylie's for example, always made me smile. But now, it's truncated to "Down on my knees.." (could be even less, but I'm nervous of spooling back and not being able to find this page again - am I revealing just how hopeless I really am at this stuff?) If you hover over it, the whole lot changes, so it's not something you can discover in any way. Probably not terribly important, but a fun thing that seems to have disappeared.
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Mmm. Well, I wish I'd been at the Spada conference, just to get as full a picture as I could. From the clip posted above, it would seem that there is still a lot of blaming going on. And it seems obvious too, that the full picture is still not out in the open. I do wonder about Phillipa Boyens mentioning SAG rates vs NZ actors' rates. I don't think any actor would expect to get a lead actor's rate unless they're leads themselves, so that seemed gratuitous, but then, I wasn't there so don't know if anyone (producers or actors) pointed that out.
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Cracker: Gone Fushin’, in reply to Jackie Clark,
I recall being on a boat, travelling to an island to do some filming. One of the grips had caught a lovely pink schnapper and had it swimming around in a holding tank on the boat. He planned to eat it for his breakfast (the grips in this particular film crew used to cook up their own little snacks). Anyway, some guy decided to give the fish a bit of a fright, so he banged on the side of the tank. The fish changed colour immediately and tried to get away, knocking into every side of the tank as it did so. He was roundly told off by the grip for his cruelty, which was probably just thoughtlessness after all. The grip, when I asked why he'd got so angry, said just because it was going to be his food, didn't mean it wasn't due some respect.
Nobody likes to think about many of these things really. People get very defensive over it. The old chestnut about plants having feelings (as if that makes it OK to eat animals too) is often thrown up. But the reality is that something dies in order for us to eat it.
By all means, eat flesh. I do sometimes, but occasionally, when I think I might like a pie or a hamburger, the origin of the meat pops into my head, and I settle for something to eat which hasn't involved the end of a creature (as opposed to a plant).
I guess what I'm getting at - sorry to be longwinded - is that we would do ourselves a service by acknowledging that when we eat a bit of meat, it came from a living being. And maybe we would also see that one day, something will be eating us!
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Southerly: When Otters Get Famous, in reply to Ross Mason,
Just loved that poem. I'm going to send it to my French bonne-soeur.
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Cracker: Gone Fushin’, in reply to Martin Lindberg,
And anyway, I quite like this version of your saying:
You can't break eggs without making an omelette.
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Cracker: Gone Fushin’, in reply to Martin Lindberg,
And you can’t eat a fish without killing it.
I realize that. Probably sounded far too holier-than-thou, and could have made my point without the lecture. It's OK to kill to eat - it's the catching and leaving the catch struggling on the deck or the bottom of the boat, which seems needlessly cruel. (Have to admit to an early childhood memory which has haunted me recently, for some reason: a trembling, weak-legged male calf, a red colour with a white blaze, which I was shown early one morning. A late birth. "What's going to happen to him?" "Oh, he's off to the works. We don't want males." It makes feel so sad to think of that little creature, taken from his mother. Fed nothing. Loaded on a truck after being put in a collection booth at the bottom of the road with a few other little late stragglers. I know farming and gathering of animal/fish/birds can be harsh and hard, but it doesn't make me feel any better. And I wonder how many people would rather not add to the industries so become veggo, not because they don't like the taste of meat, but because it can be anti-appetizing if they consider the steps that food has been through to get to their stomachs.)
Oh dear. End of rant.
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I don’t particularly like putting in a downer. It was obviously a super day for all concerned – and I can appreciate that and the photos – but the bit about the flapping fish in the bottom of the boat got to me. Why not kill them quickly? Will they stay fresher if you let them drown in air?
EDIT: Not quite up to speed with the new gizmos. Thought I'd made this a response to Danielle, but it hasn't said so. OE must be. -
Hard News: Do you like what we've done…, in reply to Danielle,
Yep, I also think that, but warning at this point – I am just catching up after being busy for a couple of days, so perhaps someone has already said what I’m saying.
EDIT: And yes, I was right. But gosh, there's some clever stuff and interesting observations on this site going on. It'll take forever (for me, heh) to figure out what the heck it all means.
And Colin looks like a real cool cat. Very laid back:))