Because I can

˙ɥƃnoɥʇ ǝɹoɯ ʎuɐ ǝɯ ƃuıʇɔǝɟɟǝ s,ʇı ʞuıɥʇ ʇ,uop I

˙ǝɯıʇ ǝɯɐs ǝɥʇ ʇɐ llɐ sʇɔǝɟɟǝ ǝpıs puɐ lɐʍɐɹpɥʇıʍ ɯoɹɟ ƃuıɹǝɟɟns uǝǝq ǝʌ,I oS ˙ɹǝɥʇouɐ ƃuıʞɐʇ ʇɹɐʇs puɐ spǝɯ ɟo ǝdʎʇ ǝuo ƃuıʞɐʇ doʇs oʇ pɐɥ ǝʌ,I ʇɐɥʇ ʇuɐǝɯ sɐɥ ɥɔıɥʍ ‘uoıʇɐɔıpǝɯ ʍǝu ɐ uo pǝʇɹɐʇs ʎlʇuǝɔǝɹ ǝʌ,I

˙ʞǝǝʍ ppo uɐ uǝǝq sɐɥ ʇI

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Boganville

In response to Class war festers in hated bogan zeroes

First of all, The Age appear to have no idea of what the book is about, assuming that they have read it, or the book itself is a self-contradictory mess.

The opening line states that “The bogan is a myth” and then goes on to discuss what a bogan is, and how they are treated. And then turn around and say later that bogans are indefinable, and then use that as an argument to state that as they are indefinable they therefore don’t exist.

I’m annoyed by the concept of ill-defined means non-existent. If I was reading through an act of parliament that defined swearing as “up to the discretion of the individual” then I would argue for clearer definition. But when you are describing something in relationship to sociology or psychology, then you are expecting to come across an ill-defined concept.

Take the clearest possible example – Love. How many authors, poets, and big-hair bands have tried to define love? Yet it still remains ill-defined as it is an emotive term. Much the same with bogan – an emotive concept, but also a young term in regards to the English language.

But, all that aside, the basic premise is “Lay off the bogans as it’s just an excuse for class division.”

To which I would say that bogan is a term that, in many cases, encapsulated Australianism, regardless of class, but focuses on traditional Australian definition, which removes a multi-cultural understanding.

Let’s consider it this way. Have a look at the examples that are used in the article to shed light on what is a bogan. Every individual is white, and of those that are grouped the majority is white.

Personally, I have no issues with bogans, or boganism, for the most part. But just like any sub-culture, when taken to the extreme, it becomes nasty.

Shane Warne, and his attitudes towards women in the past, typifies a mindset that is very bogan. Taken further it becomes an entrenched society where women are seen as objects to be subdued and conquered. Just look at one of a dozen rugby scandals over the last few years, and keep in mind that what is seen in these cases us often the tip of the iceberg. Or look at the ADFA issues recently.

Or maybe look at the attitudes towards different ethnicities. The rioters in Cronulla, by and large, could be seen as Bogan. And how could you get mire bogan than Russell Crowe’s work in “Romper Stomper”.

So, by that token, I am anti-bogan in as much as boganism is a form of orthodoxy. It states “I am right as I am part of the majority, and anyone outside of that mindset is alien, and to be treated as subservient.”

Please, feel free to wear your Ed Hardy or your flannelette shirts. Listen to your AC/DC while driving along in your commodore ute. But the moment you treat anyone as less than, don’t expect me to show you any sympathy.

Someone’s beating me at words with friends

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Image taken from Uncyclopedia, but frustration is mine originally.

Wow, so many comments!

Of course, it would probably help if I mentioned somewhere beyond this blog that I have a blog. Marketing has never been my strong point.

Funny thing is I’ve worked in marketing before, and it was an odd place to work. I mean, we didn’t create anything, except maybe some pretty pictures, and we didn’t make any decisions that affected anything outside of our own building. There was no real purpose behind what we were doing, but there was a lot if energy that went into it.

In fact, to get an idea of what it was like to work in marketing, watch a season of Seinfeld, every episode, back to back, but remove the laugh track. The quintessential show about nothing, and doing nothing, and providing nothing, but putting as much effort into that as possible, without any laughs, was my short life in marketing.

Speaking of which, I’m going to go onto twitter, ravening, and a few other networking platforms and try to get the word out that I’m writing a blog.

About nothing.

The second day

Editorial note: The opinions contained within are stupid.

I’ve just been reading about the psychological profile of suicide bombers. They are, in general:

  • Educated
  • Male
  • Motivated by the idea if a heavenly award (per se, virgins)
  • People attracted to underground movements

So in saying all this, and moving it to a more recognizable context, this suggests that if they were in western culture, they would be gamers.

So, extending on this thought, their apparent reward in heaven ends up being a bunch of virgins. So these guys will end up in heaven having 72 virginal girlfriends.

So these guys, with their lack of social skills and experience with dating, and suddenly being the male interest of all these young girls who also have had minimal experience in the dating world.

Which says to me that if you were a female in a culture that created suicide bombers as a socially acceptable lifestyle choice, then your best move for a happy afterlife where you’re not stuck vying for the attention of a single geek against the wiles of 71 other girls, is to either become a supporter of Sappho, or get rid of that nasty virginity thing as soon as you can.

Seems logical to me.

So this is a blog, right?

I’ve been using twitter for a while, so I’ve become accustomed to only writing 140 characters. I actually find that really frustrating, beca