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Monday, November 4, 2024

Against all odds, Trump is back?

 

I've taken the liberty of adding a question mark at the end of this video's title. I hope I will be right in my scepticism because to me a second Trump term would be unthinkable (and not only because Australia would be a big loser under his presidency) although, according to Niall Ferguson, "it makes a lot of sense because nobody else articulated the dissatisfaction of those people who were losing out economically and in other ways from globalisation than Trump did."

"... making sure that the people in the Pentagon prioritise war readiness not DEI ..." We in the West have convulsed ourselves in so much useless left-wing "diversity, equity, and inclusion" that we have lost sight of our real problems and the real dangers in today's world.

This video is only days old, and for a counter measure, I've added the following very prescient video which is now already five years old.

 

From transcript [31:35]: "... Jerry knows quite a lot about Donald Trump's defects because you would have had to be blindfolded with noise-cancelling headphones on as a cop in Jerry's time not to know about Donald Trump's defects. Jerry was the first person to explain to me in early 2016 that Trump was gonna win. All my Harvard professor friends said he has no chance. Jerry said because he tells it like it which meant he talkes like me and and my mates. He doesn't talk like a professional politician with eight talking points that they memorized before they went on TV and the second thing was even more telling he said, Niall, he's going to shake things up. He's going to shake things up and I thought that's it: he's voting Trump for disruption. Trump's a wrecking ball. For Mike and Jerry the political system had become so disgusting, Hillary Clinton so personified all that they hated about the elites, their hypocrisy, you know, whole climate change in the private jet climate, their inability to speak in normal American English that it was necessary to bring in Donald Trump and blow the whole thing up ..."

And here's comes the kicker for Australia [1:22:38] (underlining added by me): "President Trump has not exactly been reassuring to traditional US allies and the Alliance system. It was a great source of concern for both General McMaster, his former national security adviser, and General Mattis, his former defense secretary. They've gone, and I think one has to worry a little bit about how firm the resolve of the United States would be towards any of its allies in the face of a conflict, so when you put those two things together Australia can hardly be complacent about its security. Look, let's just do some basic history here: history is mostly the history of empires; it's not actually the history of nation-states and it's mostly the history of conflict, not the history of peace. You get peaceful periods, no question; we've been in a relatively peaceful time since the end of the Cold War, but to assume that this will continue indefinitely would be to ignore the lessons of history. Another obvious lesson of history which has been true throughout the centuries is that if you want peace prepare for war and vice versa. If you want war, act like it'll never come, allow your defense capability to atrophy. For an enormous island that is thinly populated in relative terms compared with Asia and that has a vast store of natural resources, for such an island to be ill-defended seems like the most spectacular historical folly, in particular, when it is in relatively close proximity to a one-party state with obviously imperial ambitions. It's quite a long way away from its principal ally. That China has imperial ambitions is obvious. The more Chinese leaders in their speeches say, 'Oh, China never does conquest', the more I'm like to say, 'Seriously?' You really got to make that argument? I mean the Ching Empire was taking great chunks of Russia just over a century ago, so let's get real here. This is not a good situation. It was okay during the Chimerica era when the Chinese were like, okay, it's no problem we'll just sell you stuff cheaply and underpay our workers and lend you money, it's cool. We'll buy Australian stuff, not a problem, at market price, how much do you want? That was all fine but anybody who thought that that was gonna last indefinitely was dreaming because the whole point of Chimerica was that it was a temporary illusory relationship and that at some point China wouldn't need it anymore, and the Chinese are kind of getting to the point where they don't need us anymore and the bets that we placed from the Clinton-era that they would liberalize or that the internet would somehow turn them into a democracy, all that's gone. China's actually gone in the opposite direction; politically, Xi Jinping has increased the central control of the party and is reimposing doctrinal orthodoxy. He's cutting out such free speech as had developed in China's public square. I mean, how many more flashing red lights do you need? So I think this is kind of getting to the point of urgent and what I see in Australian politics is a debate that if it was going on in a regional council in Scotland would seem parochial. The parochialism is stunning. True, a considerable efforts been made by the intelligence and national security community in this country to awaken people to the potential threat Australia faces but is Australia in any way prepared from a naval point of view for Chinese acts of aggression? No way! So I think this is a moment of truth; actually, I said yesterday that we were entering a new Cold War and we should stop pretending otherwise. And this cold war will be very different from the last cold war. It will be fought in different ways; it will be an arms race for everything from artificial intelligence to quantum computing more than for clear weapons or rockets to the moon, and the battlefields will be different when you consider what China's Belt and Road initiative has become. It is nothing less than a global policy; it's far extended beyond the original concept that was essentially a Central Asian Indian Ocean concept and has become global, and the search for commodities is not a trivial part of what is involved and pass some level are about acquiring commodities at below market prices that's kind of what empires are or at least not trusting to the market to deliver you the commodities so it's better during the reader statement own the mines, control the supply chain, and not be at the mercy of the market or the mercy of a navy which China currently is to the US Navy, so we need to clearly understand the historical logic of China's expansion. To have security, China cannot be dependent on imported commodities and market prices. When you think about what that implies for Australia, it's really quite scary because Australia is a prize. Australia's a hugely attractive place from a Chinese vantage point and not just as a vacation destination or place to study and learn English and I'm stunned by the lack of awareness of the strategic vulnerability of Australia when everything should be screaming to you prepare. I think we'd all agree that it's extremely sobering. It's worth noting that Australia only became a nation in 1901. The federal government at that time read what was happening in Europe better. I think than the Europeans did realized trouble was coming and in 1907, just six years after we became a nation, they ordered what could be described as a Tier 2 Navy from the Brits. It arrived here just five years later. By way of contrast, in 2009 it was decided and generally agreed as a matter of national urgency, we needed 12 new state-of-the-art submarines. By the time the first one is delivered it'll be 25 years from that decision at the earliest. That is the length of time that elapsed between the beginning of the First World War and the end of the Second World War. I believe that's a very very timely warning to us all. On this question of the technological race you've been talking about AI. There's a debate going on about whether in fact the Americans might not have lost out already to the Chinese in that race but to feed into a specific we're starting to understand the extraordinary control the Chinese Communists are now exercising over there people including the deployment of very sophisticated technology to monitor their people this horrendous ideas it seems to me of the Social Credit system which is obviously a great user and deployer of technology seems chilling how should we understand it well you're probably all familiar with what's happening in China which is that the the Internet has enabled the Chinese governments have access to data about its citizens without parallel in the history of authoritarian regimes and with the deployment of surveillance technology cameras and facial recognition technology the government is edging towards having real-time coverage of its populations"

 

I could listen to this chap all day long. And if you, like I, cannot get enough of Niall Ferguson, read his book "The Square and the Tower":

 

Read a preview here or, for a summary, click here
My favourite is "The Great Degeneration"

 


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Sunday, November 3, 2024

The art of listening

 

 

Listening to audiobooks is in some way a throwback to our ancestral past when we would sit around the campfire listening to our elders tell stories of their own lives or the lives of those who came before them. It is ironic that futuristic technology now allows us to go back to our ancestral roots and perform that most primordial of all tasks - the art of listening.

Of course, the futuristic technology I'm referring to is AI - or Artificial Intelligence for those who've only recently stopped listening to vinyls. After pasting or typing a book's text into text-to-speech software, the AI voice generator then converts the text into speech. Depending on the software, there are options to adjust the reading speed and also choose from a range of natural voices.

A bad reading voice can absolutely trash a good book, and perhaps none of the AI conversions will ever be as good as the human voice, such as the recordings of Australian poetry and literature by my own favourite, Leonard Teale, an Australian radio announcer, presenter, narrator, and actor who was known for his baritone voice (you may still know him for his role as David "Mac" MacKay in the early Australian top-rating police drama "Homicide" which ran for 509 episodes- yes, I'm showing my age).

 

Watching HOMICIDE again brings back memories of evenings spent in front of the telly in the TV Room of BARTON HOUSE, watching "Z-Car" or "M*A*S*H", laughing at the antics of Agent 99 and Maxwell Smart in "Get Smart" ("Good thinking, 99" was a favourite saying in those days), being bored to death by Barry Jones's insufferable show-off act on Bob and Dolly's BP Pick-a-Box, and, yes, watching the weekly episode of "Homicide" - click here.

 

However, AI can create many more audiobooks and much faster and at much lower cost than any human voice, which is perhaps the reason why so many are now freely available on YouTube. My favourite is "neuralsurfer" who has an extensive playlist - click here, select an author and then scroll through the titles in the right-hand panel.

David Christopher Lane - to give him his full name - offers audiobooks of several of my favourite authors: Hermann Hesse, Aldous Huxley, Somerset Maugham, Bertrand Russell, Ernest Hemingway, H.G. Wells, Mark Twain, Oscar Wilde, Joseph Conrad, Robert Louis Stevenson - I don't think there are enough days left to listen to them all while I lie on the old sofa on the sunny verandah and have myself read to sleep.


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Friday, November 1, 2024

This one is on the house!

 

Thanks to ABC Radio National's program "Big Ideas", you don't have to dress up and go down to the Park Hyatt Hotel in Melbourne and pay a minimum $250 but can listen to Sir Niall Ferguson from the comfort of your own home, sitting in your dressing gown and slippers and close to the fridge.

Click here and then again on

for an hour of intellectual stimulation. Your future may depend on it!


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P.S. For more brain food, click here.

 

The "Black Box" of my life

 

 

When we were young, we could remember our short life in its entirety. As we get older, our memory becomes a thing of shreds and patches. It's a bit like the black box that aeroplanes carry to record what happens in a crash. If nothing goes wrong, the tape erases itself. So if you do crash, you know why you did; if you don't, then the log of your journey is much less clear.

I prefer not to remember the crashes but all the exhilarating take-offs in my life, all of which have to do with my work since it was work that gave me my reason for being as well as sustenance in the beginning and later a slowly growing prosperity and now a very comfortable retirement.

There was my primary school teacher, "Herr Sapper", who helped me overcome my lack of a tertiary education by giving me this personal letter. It gave me my first job which normally would have required matriculation instead of my "poor-people education" of just eight years of basic "Volksschule".

 

 

Then came that magic moment in 1964 when the friendly interviewing officer in the Australian consulate wrote "Appears good type. Understands employment prospects. Should settle without difficulties. Questions to the point. Neatly dressed" on my "Auswanderungsantrag nach Australien mit Fahrtunterstützung" (Application for assisted passage to Australia) and, with great florish and in red ink, stamped "APPROVED" across it.

 

 

Or what about the anxious moment when, just weeks after my arrival in Australia, Mr Reid of the ANZ Bank ignored my stumbling English and gave me a start with the Bank and into a better career than I had ever dared to hope for when I first had signed that application for assisted passage?

 

 

Then there was that moment three years later, when the partner in the Canberra firm of chartered accountants, Hancock Woodward & Neill, sent me off to their branch office in New Guinea with the words, "No need to tell me anything about yourself. I heard nothing but good things about you from my golf partner who works with the ANZ Bank. I just wanted to shake hands with you and wish you all the best in your new career."

 

 

And then the brief encounter in late 1970 with the manager of Bechtel Corporation who were building the Bougainville Copper Project. He had sent me the airfare to fly across from Rabaul for the interview, took one look at me, and sent me straight back with the words, "Pack your things and be back here on the first day of next month" (on three times my current salary plus free board and lodgings and a company vehicle).

 

 

Two years later, with the Bougainville Copper Project completed, I was walking the streets of Sydney, looking for a job! I had applied in writing for another job on the island with a company who had just won a new contract there, giving as my address the only permanent contact I had, a friend in Canberra, to whom they sent a telegram asking me to come in for an interview. All my friend knew was that I was staying in some sleezy boarding-house on the North Shore but which one? He must've tried half the numbers in the Yellow Pages before he got to the one that I was in.

If you know anything about boarding-houses you know that their only telephone is the one hanging on the wall in the empty hallway and anyone passing it may answer it - or not. The chances of that 'anyone' being someone who happened to know that I, only recently arrived, was the one my friend was looking for, and that I also just then happened to be sitting in my windowless walled-off-end-of-the-corridor "room" and was able to come to the phone, are so infinitesimally small as to almost non-existent.

The next day I attended the interview and the day after dlew back to the islands to take up my new position as accountant and office manager in what was so far the biggest job in my career. Six months later I had successfully pulled off a challenging start-up job and, with a glowing reference in my pocket, headed back to Sydney on a promotion.

 

 

And the blood-rushing-to-the-head take-offs continued when I received a telegram from France's biggest oil company to take up the position of chief accountant in Rangoon in Burma, sight unseen!!! That was after I had grabbed the very last copy of Friday's FINANCIAL REVIEW at Port Moresby's newsagency in which they had advertised it. Had someone else snatched that last copy, I would never have seen the advertisement!

 

 

Then a bunch of executive headhunters phoned me just after I had got my first taste of domestic bliss and had settled down in a small house on the beach in Far North Queensland with a wife and a neighbour's dog and an easy job that paid the bills. Would I be interested in kicking off a multi-million-dollar joint venture in New Guinea? The call of the wild again!

Four months later I was back in town with a new glowing reference in one hand and a new problem on the other: the river that Heraclitus had predicted two-and-a-half-thousand years earlier I would not be able to step back in again had totally dried up, with the small house on the beach still occupied by tenants and no job available to pay the bills. With wife and neighbour's dog also gone, I've always regretted heeding that particular call of the wild.

 

 

But still the take-offs continued with my serendipitous discovery in yet another issue of the FINANCIAL REVIEW of an half-page display advertisement for a Group Financial Controller in Saudi Arabia.

With the theme music of Peter O'Toole's "Lawrence of Arabia" in my ears, I applied and was sent the airfare to attend an interview. It must've been my mention of the Alhambra and that they'd had street-lighting in Córdoba while the rest of Europe was still dressed in bear skins that got the ball over the net, because a week later I was sitting in the pointy end of a QANTAS jet on my way to the world's largest sandbox.

In between these notable ones, there were several dozens of other take-offs and landings in other countries. Thirty years ago, I made my final touch-down at "Riverbend". Occasionally, I still miss those exhilarating blood-rushing-to-the-head take-offs but not the packing up, the queues at the check-in counter, and the endless waiting at the baggage carousel.

As for the black box, it's actually orange in colour, and it was invented by Dr David Warren, an Australian who was born - wait for it! - on Groote Eylandt in the Northern Territory, the first white child born on the island.


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Tuesday, October 29, 2024

The inimitable Stephen Fry

 

 

I've always suffered from insomnia. At one time, my insomnia was so bad, I couldn't even sleep during working hours. Luckily, these days I have ABC Radio National to listen to during those dark and endless hours between 10 o'clock at night and 6 o'clock in the morning.

Last night's Radio National was an absolute treat: first there was Late Night Live featuring "Stephen Fry on life, last words and the things he can't do" followed by a commentary on the current high-stakes soap opera playing out in America, "What we're getting wrong about the US election".

All that insomnia didn't stop me from going to the pool at the crack of dawn for a few hours' aquatherapy and a leisurely lunch at the Thai restaurant. Now it's time for an afternoon nap on the sunny verandah.

It's a hard life!


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