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Thursday, January 22, 2026

SCHLIMM by name, schlimm by nature

 

For more empty cans to fill up your empty time, click here

 

Schlimm, of course, means 'terrible' in the language which we'd all be speaking if a certain Charlie Chaplin-like person had had his way all those many years ago. And Reinhold Schlimm is the name of a certain person who left a comment on my facebook page which led me to discover his collection of empty softdrink cans. Schlimm indeed!

I guess we all have the collecting instinct in us. I started collecting postage stamps when I was a boy in Germany. Selling that collection to raise the money for my fare out to Australia put a final stop to that.

For the next twenty years I travelled light and didn't collect anything other than work experience. Since settling down at "Riverbend" I have been collecting books, at first in mint condition and, after discovering op-shops, second-hand, and movies, first on videos and then on DVDs.

I've always felt a bit guilty about my collecting habit (although not as bad as a certain model railway collector in the U.K. whose collection grew so big that his family had to move out of the house), but seeing Sclimm's collection of empty softdrink cans makes me feel slightly better. His collection is really 'schlimm', but there's hope for me yet!

And just think, Des, what a big collection of empty COKE cans you would have by now, if back then in Camp 6 you had started "doing a Schlimm"!

 


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Wednesday, January 21, 2026

Julian Barnes' last book

 

 

I've been a fan of Julian Barnes' writing since I read his book "Flaubert's Parrot" - or was it "The Sense of an Ending"? - and have followed him through "A History of the World in 10½ Chapters" and "England, England" and "The Only Story", and several others.

He's just turned eighty two days ago, and "Departure(s)" is supposed to be his last book. It's all about looking back, facing the future, and coming to the end of life, written in Julian Barnes' inimitable style (no, not 'inimicable', Des; that means something totally different!)

 

 

My greatest pleasure when reading his books is simply being with Julian Barnes as he thinks on the page: wry, elegant, pragmatic and self-aware. He is a warm and generous writer, and he makes me feel as though I were in the room with him, pondering life’s big questions.

This book has only just been released and won't show up in my op-shop for years to come, if ever - after all, this is Batemans Bay, and who reads Julian Barnes in Batemans Bay? Indeed, who reads at all, which may explain why there are no more bookshops in the Bay. BOOKTOPIA sell it on ebay for $34.98 - that's less than the price of one share in BHP which is just recovering from yesterday's $1-drop - so I clicked here.

 


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The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis

 

 

Whenever I see a bookcover which displays the author's name in larger print than the book's title, I walk right past it. Not so Padma. She bought me Dan Brown's "Inferno" and, not wanting to let $29.95 go to waste, I began to read it. And what a page-turner and eye-opener it has been!

In it, Dante's Inferno, the Black Death, geometric progression, agathusia, transhumanism, Children of the Corn, Logan's Run, biological warfare, the world's overpopulation, and the Malthusian Theory of Population are all turned into an intellectual cliff-hanger which won't let you stop until you've reached the last page some 600 pages later.

Just consider this: if you picked up a piece of paper and ripped it in half and then placed the two halves on top of each other and then were to repeat the process ... hypothetically speaking, if the original sheet of paper is a mere one-tenth of a millimetre thick, and you were to repeat this process ... say, fifty times ... it would be one-tenth of a millimetre times two to the fiftieth power. It's called geometric progression and the stack of paper, after only fifty doublings would reach almost all the way ... to the sun! --- click here

 

 

And thus the book makes its point: that the history of our human population growth is even more dramatic. The earth's population, like the stack of paper, had very meagre beginnings but alarming potential. It took the earth's population thousands of years - from the early dawn of man all the way to the early 1800s - to reach one billion people. Then, astoundingly, it took only about a hundred years to double the population to two billion in the 1920s. After that, it took a mere fifty years for the population to double again to four billion in the 1970s. Every day, rain or shine, we're adding another quarter-million people to planet Earth. Every year, we're adding the equivalent of the entire country of Germany. Genesis 1:28 "Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the earth" has turned from a blessing to a curse.

If you and I live for another nineteen years, we will have witnessed the population triple in our lifetime. The mathematics is as relentless - and as non-negotiable - as the law of gravity. - Animal species are going extinct at a precipitously accelerated rate. The demand for dwindling natural resources is skyrocketing. Clean water is harder and harder to come by. By any biological gauge, our species has exceeded our sustainable numbers. And the gatekeeper of the planet's health, the World Health Organization's feeble response is to dispense free condoms in Africa! They are followed by an army of Catholic missionaries sent out by the Vatican (who better than a bunch of celibate octogenarians to tell the world how to have sex?) that tell Africans if they use condoms, they go straight to hell. Africa's latest environmental problem are landfills overflowing with unused condoms.

Free condoms in Africa! It's like swinging a flyswatter at an incoming asteroid. The time bomb is no longer ticking. It has already gone off, and without drastic measures, exponential mathematics will become our new God ... a very vengeful God who will bring to you Dante's vision of hell right outside on Park Avenue ... huddled masses wallowing in their own excrement.

The world's politicians, power brokers, and environmentalists hold emergency summits, all trying to assess which of these problems are most severe and which they can actually hope to solve. The outcome? Privately, they put their heads in their hands and weep. Publicly, they assure us all that they are working on solutions - what solutions? solar power, recycling, and hybrid cars? - but that these are complex issues.

 

Complex? Bullshit! Lack of clean water, rising global temperatures, ozone depletion, rapidly dwindling ocean resources, species extinction, CO2 concentration, deforestation, rising global sea levels - it's all caused by one single variable: global population! If you want more clean water per capita, you need fewer people on earth. If you want to decrease vehicle emissions, you need fewer drivers. If you want the oceans to replenish their fish, you need fewer people eating fish!

 

I'm neither a 'connesewer' of doomsday books nor a Dan Brown aficionado. I tend to agree with a friend of mine who's banished all Dan Brown books to the darkest and coldest and most unlikely-ever-to-see-the-light-of-day-again corner of his library. But forget about literary merit! "Inferno" has hit so many buttons and made me scurry off into so many directions to seek out additional information that I challenge you to read this book. You can always go back to your state of denial and pious hand-wringing later.

 


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Tuesday, January 20, 2026

Going nutmeg!

 

To explore these islands on GOOGLE Map, click here
Read the book "Nathaniel's Nutmeg" here

 

It's been far too many years since my last island-hopping tour through the Indonesian archipelago - click here - and even longer since I had my last meal of 'gedämpfte Eier mit Muskatnuss', both of which bring back memories of the Spice Islands which I always wished I had visited but never did — and now it's too late anyway.

Indonesia is the world's largest archipelagic nation ('archipelagic' means 'about island groups and their interconnected waters', Des), comprising over 17,000 islands. You would need several lifetimes to visit them all.

William Somerset Maugham writes about them in his novel "The Narrow Corner", whose principal setting is Kanda-Meria, based on the actual island of Banda Neira, once a wealthy centre of the nutmeg trade.

"The dawn slid between the low, wooded islands, gravely, with a deliberate calmness that seemed to conceal an inward apprehension," Maugham writes on page 85. "The virgin forests on each side of them still held the night, but then insensibly the grey of the sea was shot with the soft hues of a pigeon’s breast. There was a pause and with a smile the day broke. Sailing between those uninhabited islands, on that still sea, in a silence that caused you almost to hold your breath, you had a strange and exciting impression of the beginning of the world."

 

No idea who this chap is, but he's doing what I wished I could do

 

Of the island itself, Maugham lets Erik Christessen, a Dane representing a Danish company, speak, "It’s a fine place. It’s the most romantic spot in the East. They wanted to move me, but I begged them to let me stay on" ... "The place is dead. We live on our memories. That is what gives the island its character. In the old days, you know, there was so much traffic that sometimes the harbour was full and vessels had to wait outside till the departure of a fleet gave them a chance to enter. I hope you’ll stay here long enough to let me show you round. It’s lovely. An unsuspected isle in far-off seas." ... "The old Dutch merchants were so rich here in the great days of the spice trade, they didn’t know what to do with their money. There was no cargo for the ships to bring out and so they used to bring marble and use it for their houses. If you’re not in a hurry I’ll show you mine. It used to belong to one of the perkeniers. And sometimes, in winter, they’d bring a cargo of nothing but ice. Funny, isn’t it? That was the greatest luxury they could have. Just think of bringing ice all the way from Holland. It took six months, the journey. And they all had their carriages, and in the cool of the evening the smart thing was to drive along the shore and round and round the square. Someone ought to write about it. It was like a Dutch Arabian Nights' Tale." (Pages 94 & 95)

 

Click on the website of the luxurious phinisi yacht PRANA here

 

I wrote about the swap of Rhun Island for New Amsterdam (Manhattan) elsewhere - see "The real estate deal of the millennium" - so I needn't repeat it here. Instead, I just concentrate on the two videos above, which are arguably the best and most comprehensive ones I have seen.

And how much I would have loved to visit those exotic Banda Islands! But perhaps not on board the luxurious phinisi yacht PRANA, unless someone else paid the eyewatering daily charter rate of US$20,000.

 


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Those lovely op-shop ladies have done it again!

 

 

There I was, aimlessly browsing the bookshelf marked TRAVEL at my favourite op-shop when, wedged in tight between an outdated Lonely Planet guide of Australia and an equally outdated "Europe on 5 Dollars a Day" — $5 wouldn't buy you a cup of coffee now! — I saw this book with the spine that read "The Wonder Down Under".

 

 

"Great!" I thought. "Another book about Australia" — until I read the book's subtitle (which those op-shop ladies must've missed too).

 

 

Funny, I felt a bit like the chap in this BIG JUGS video clip, except the other way around. What did I do with the book? I bought it for two dollars and added it to the SELP-HELP section in my personal library.

 


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