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the conservatives to get in to power…

I have been miserable all day due to the election results here in Norway (the conservatives won. There’s a coalition-thing going on, but the “hey-let’s-get drunk-of-off-cornerstore-booze-while-not-collecting-taxes-yet-somehow-building-more-nursing-homes-and-better-roads” people are now able to dictate what happens in my life. And, I resent it.  Back in my youth (when the grass was greener, the sky was bluer and the youth were polite) these guys were marginal. Now they’re mainstream. I am old enough to remember Thatcher and Reagan, but I am also young enough to have seen the consequences of their decision-making. This development worries me, specifically because of the two groups I care for the most; those who suffer from mental illness and migrants.

Migrants get a bum rap. I have met more intelligent, hard-working, upstanding and wonderful people among migrants/refugees than in the general pop.  And in terms of those suffering mental illness? Under right wing/conservative govts., they frequently end up on the street or in prison (google “thatcherism/mental health/reform” and you’ll find more than enough material). It is a horrible fate for those who are already facing a struggle most of us can’t imagine the extent of.

Ugh. I should probably just go to bed and try to forget about it all.

I went to another conference; on the Nazi Genocide of the Roma

So, another Saturday night, another blog-post (written Saturday, posted Sunday for proof-reading purposes. I do know (I’m pretty sure anyways) which day it is).

I feel like I have been super-productive the last couple of days; I had the loveliest possible day yesterday (Friday). I went to work (I love my work, colleagues and the students). I voted! (My party (SV) will get nowhere, but at least I made an effort) and I went for a super-lovely and very interesting walk through the botanical gardens at Tøyen.

Villa Grande. The Holocaust-center is located in a building in which Vidkun Quisling once lived. The building is beautiful but somewhat creepy.

Villa Grande. The Holocaust-center is located in a building in which Vidkun Quisling once lived. The building is beautiful but somewhat creepy.

Today I attended a conference. The conference was on the WW2 Genocide of the Roma and the Sinti. The conference was named “The Nazi (…)” but that wouldn’t be entirely accurate, as the talks also covered Croatian fascists and others (is it weird that I am this nit-picky when it comes to wording, yet I willingly link to Wikipedia? Yes it is).  It is not exactly the cheeriest of topics, but it is an incredibly important one. I have spoken/written a little about the current situation of the Roma in Norway and Europe, but it is not a field I am super-familiar with, so the conference was very enlightening. I was bracing for the emotional impact before going. I am a wee bit soft, and I cry really easily (it is ridiculous at times), but I had forgotten about the blessed ability of academics to talk about the grimmest of topics without allowing for emotionality (it’s been one looong  year since I finished my M.A).

Anyway, I was already aware that the estimated number of Roma/Sinti killed during the Holocaust is foggy at best. I tried finding accurate numbers when I wrote the prior article/blog-post (and if there’s one thing in this world I do think I am pretty good at, it is finding accurate info) but in the case of Roma/Sinti, it is virtually impossible. The estimates of people killed during the Holocaust  are a fairly good indicator of how muddled it is; it ranges from 96000 to well over 500.000 according to Anton Weiss-Wendt, one of the speakers at the conference. Others were guesstimating 1.5 million.

I learned that the French authorities (Vichy) attempted to assimilate/make Roma conform to an unnatural (to them) way of life way back in the 30′s and 40′s. I learned that the French distinguished between those who had a permanent residence and those who were labelled “Nomads/travellers”. “Nomads” had to carry very specific identity cards, and were frequently detained and sent to camps. They were subjected to surveillance, arbitrary arrests and efforts at “rehabilitation”. The attempts at “rehabilitation” were in reality persecutory assimilation-attempts. I learned that Govt’s, both in Norway and in most other European nations were complicit, but to my surprise, Muslim clergy did make a serious effort to protect the Roma in their ranks (We can see a parallel today; the Clergy here in Norway have been stellar in speaking out on the behalf of the Roma). I learned that Roma belong to several of the major religions (including Islam); I had this weird misconception that they were largely catholic and orthodox (or of a  intersect of religions). I learned that (as usual in subjugation/persecution of minorities), humiliation was used as a tool (in this case, by Croatian Ustaša) ; the Roma were forced to remove their clothes, and then dance for their executioners (this makes me feel sick to my stomach. I can’t even…) before being killed sequentially. That is, they got to witness their impending fate..

 

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Narratives of the Ustaša’s complicity in the atrocities; one labelled them puppets of the Nazi-regime, the other presented them as monsters with own agency.

I learned that one of the most prominent psychiatrists in Norwegian history belonged to the Eugenics movement. I found out that Roma in Norway were sent to forced labour-camps faaaar north in the country; how many died is uncertain (again..) because there were no records of women and children, only men (there was, according to eyewitnesses, no doubt that there were women and children present.

 

Johan Scharffenberg was a Norwegian psychiatrist and criminologist, he was also a member of the Eugenics movement...

Johan Scharffenberg was a Norwegian psychiatrist and criminologist, he was also a member of the Eugenics movement…

There was also a visit from one of the most prominent Roma-families in Norway. They were not happy. They felt that the focus on past-events was misguided, and were pretty adamant that people, and certainly so academics, should be focusing on their current plight. I do believe they had a pretty inaccurate perspective of what life is like in academia though, and I  don’t think they understand how important it is to recognize/remember history in order to understand and (hopefully) rectify current conditions. Yelling at those who try to help you is certainly not the way to go. But that’s just my opinion.

Nevertheless, the people on the panel handled the situation in the best way possible, I can’t even begin to express how impressed I was.

Dr. Grieg Fry and his (obnoxiously long) list of published scientific works.

Sometimes I feel inadequate. Other times I feel more inadequate (<–I fluctuate between the two states. My emotional spectrum is quite complex). When I see someone, roughly the same age as myself (whom I have known online for over a decade), who has contributed to (or has been the sole author of) 66 published scientific articles, I don’t even know what to say. Except, ‘you should probably stop it. Cause it makes the rest of us feel bad about ourselves’.

Bryan’s page is nevertheless a great read; for those of you interested in science, venom(s) and (in a way) human rights, read Bryan’s “Zamzama” text. It is excellent.

Zamzama gas fields

Here’s the list of scientific publications. 

 

:)

Oslo again (miscellaneous pics taken at different times :)).

 

So, I’ve amassed an impressive number of pics on my phone. I just get carried away when I see something neat or distinctly Oslo-ian. I teach (adults) about Norwegian society and culture, so these pics come in handy at times (also, some of the students are aware of this blog; I am not sure if they read it though). Some of the pics are kinda pointless and only interesting or funny to me, so bear with me :)

 

Anyway, here goes:

 

This is just by my place. I took it cause it perfectly illustrates my rebellious, daring nature – I totally walk down that road All The Time! (there’s not even a proper sidewalk!).

This is just by my place. I took it cause it perfectly illustrates my rebellious, daring nature – I totally walk down that road All The Time! (there’s not even a proper sidewalk!).

 

This is the scary part of town (no seriously..People frequently make a point of talking about Tøyen as dangerous. I must be unusually brave because I have never once been afraid). *High-fives self*

This is the scary part of town (no seriously..People frequently make a point of talking about Tøyen as dangerous. I must be unusually brave because I have never once been afraid). *High-fives self*

 

One of my favourite stores; they sell fossils here, and I recently bought a tooth of an extinct mackerel shark (Odotus obliquus) that is a staggering 60 million years old. The tooth was found in Morocco and is in excellent shape :) At some point I'll post pics of my fossil and map-collection.

One of my favourite stores; they sell fossils here, and I recently bought a tooth of an extinct mackerel shark (Odotus obliquus) that is a staggering 60 million years old. The tooth was found in Morocco and is in excellent shape :) At some point I’ll post pics of my fossil and map-collection.

 

Completely different spot; this is at Ekeberg. We're about to get a much contested sculpture-park. The anger has been over the fact that some of the sculptures will be portraying women (I'm not sure if they'll be with or without clothes); I saw one sign that read something that I am way too uptight to write- but think along the lines of "No to an inappropriate touching path at Ekeberg". What I think is waaaay worse is that many, some historians even (Holy What?) wanted to bury and forget a part of Norwegian history; that is, the fact that some Norwegians did indeed sympathize with the Nazis. There's a graveyard where Nazi officials were buried during WW2 near where this pic was taken, and when it was decided that a memorial of sorts was to be erected, all these people were up in arms. Gotta say, the old "Those who forget history are bound to repeat it" comes to mind.

Completely different spot; this is at Ekeberg. We’re about to get a much contested sculpture-park. The anger has been over the fact that some of the sculptures will be portraying women (I’m not sure if they’ll be with or without clothes); I saw one sign that read something that I am way too uptight to write- but think along the lines of “No to an inappropriate touching path at Ekeberg”. What I think is waaaay worse is that many, some historians even (Holy What?) wanted to bury and forget a part of Norwegian history; that is, the fact that some Norwegians did indeed sympathize with the Nazis. There’s a graveyard where Nazi officials were buried during WW2 near where this pic was taken, and when it was decided that a memorial of sorts was to be erected, all these people were up in arms. Gotta say, the old “Those who forget history are bound to repeat it” comes to mind.

 

One of the statues. I am aware that this is sideways, but I have no idea as to how to correct it here; you could try tilting your head maybe? The statue depicts intertwined women.

One of the statues. I am aware that this is sideways, but I have no idea as to how to correct it here; you could try tilting your head maybe? The statue depicts intertwined women.

 

This is at Groenland again; this statue is a symbol of the social democratic movement in Oslo/Norway. I think it is so cool!

This is at Groenland again; this (very cool) statue is a symbol of the social democratic movement in Oslo/Norway.

Same statue, different view/angle.

Same statue, different view/angle.

 

Good to know!

Good to know!

 

Oslo has a lot of neat backstreets and adorable wooden houses.

Oslo has a lot of neat backstreets and adorable wooden houses.

 

More cool wooden houses. Oslo has burned to the ground several times, so at one point they decided to start building brick houses.

More cool wooden houses. Oslo has burned to the ground several times, so at one point they decided to start building brick houses.

 

"Oslo West has seven hospitals, Oslo East has none". Campaign poster from "Rødt", a faaar-left political party.

“Oslo West has seven hospitals, Oslo East has none”. Campaign poster from “Rødt”, a faaar-left political party.

 

This is a weird thing; the beggars are now specifying their Norwegian ethnicity (I've blurred the name in order to keep the man's identity hidden. I haven't used photo-editing programs in 15 years so the result is pretty bad). I feel the need to mention that I never take pics of possibly sensitive stuff without permission. He was totally o.k. with my taking this (I also gave him 20 NOK). Curiously, he had considerably more money in his cup than what I see the Roma have. The Roma are also given useless currency like 0.20 Euro (which can't be used in Norway)

This is a weird thing; the beggars are now specifying their Norwegian ethnicity (I’ve blurred the name in order to keep the man’s identity hidden. I haven’t used photo-editing programs in 15 years so the result is pretty bad). I feel the need to mention that I never take pics of possibly sensitive stuff without permission. He was totally o.k. with my taking this (I also gave him 20 NOK). Curiously, he had considerably more money in his cup than what I see the Roma have. The Roma are also given useless currency like 0.20 Euro (which can’t be used in Norway)

The back of an ice cream truck. The ice cream from the truck is slightly crappier compared to the store-bought stuff.

The back of an ice cream truck. The ice cream from the truck is slightly crappier compared to the store-bought stuff.

 

Well, that was about it :)

On randomness, cognition, the Law of Attraction and Rumsfeld/Cheney

 

This image is in no way related to the post. I just like Shetland ponies, and I think it is cute how they're wearing jumpers (I bet they hate them, though in this pic they look quite happy). I just didn't want the featured image to be one of Cheney or Rumsfeld. (The pic.is from www.telegraph.co.uk).

This image is in no way related to the post. I just like Shetland ponies, and I think it is cute how they’re wearing jumpers (I bet they hate them, though in this pic they look quite happy). I just didn’t want the featured image to be one of Cheney or Rumsfeld. (The pic.is from www.telegraph.co.uk).

 

I am no longer miserable. It is Saturday night, and I will spend it on the couch, with the dog and my computer. My day has otherwise been filled with fun and games; I have visited my parents (which was nice); dropped by work to correct a few more tests (DEAR LORD THERE ARE SO MANY OF THEM!!1!); walked Nik (a few times) and have pondered sending an email, but decided against it after careful consideration. I then reconsidered and ended up sending a very poorly worded email. I am not entirely sure why). I have also returned a borrowed stereo (farewell stereo, I’ll miss you. We all know I’ll never get around to getting one of my own). And, I am currently listening to a bunch of girls (outside) loudly yelling WOOOOOOO!!!  I am not certain why they yell WOOOOO!!!, but I suspect it might make partying more fun? (Someone should probably conduct an experiment/write an article on it; “A quantitative investigation of perceived fun-ness as measured by the frequency of WOOO’s in a social setting” or somesuch. You could measure decibels, the frequency of WOOO’s and subsequent fun-ratings on likert scales; contact me if you’re interested and I’ll gladly help design the experiment).

Anyway, Sufi suggested I write a post on “the Law of Attraction” so I’ll do exactly that.

Now, keep in mind that I am a skeptic and that I may be completely wrong in my beliefs (as previously mentioned, I am frequently wrong).

The Law of Attraction (simplified and as I understand it) states that what you think (to a certain extent) determines how your life turns out. There’s this cosmic energy thing; good thoughts bring positive things into your life and bad/negative thoughts bring negative things into your life (…”Things”… I am so very eloquent…). You can read more about it here.

I don’t believe in it. I may change my mind, but it is doubtful. First, I believe that there’s a whole lot of randomness going on in the universe, and that we as humans feel a strong urge to impose structure where there’s none. We want things to be orderly, connected and predictable. We also like ranking things. Something has to be best, and something has to be the worst.  We want to know what follows a given event, and we have a hard time dealing with uncertainty and the indeterminable.  We’re ‘meaning-makers’, so randomness and unpredictability makes us uncomfortable. This applies to almost everything and everyone we encounter. Now, for an example, please look at the figures below:

 

Image taken from film110sp12.pbworks.com

Image taken from film110sp12.pbworks.com

If we see only  the parts/components in isolation, the thing you perceive as a square (or the circle for that matter) are not really a square or a circle. They are composed of a series of irregular lines, but your mind perceives them as recognizable figures, because it fills in the blank areas with perceived (but not present) lines. Your mind imposes structure and orderliness. The term “The whole is greater than the sum of its parts” fits perfectly in this context (did you know it was Aristotle who first said that? I didn’t until I googled it. I <3 Google). So, we like to see things and even events as connected somehow. We seek causal explanations for pretty much everything. If we then believe in the Law of Attraction, we may/will interpret these various events as being caused by our thinking. Instead of interpreting an accident as being brought about by random bad luck, we find an instance of prior “bad thoughts” and attribute the accident to those. We create a link between the thought and the event. The same goes for good luck. We may think that good things happen because we have been particularly positive/thought ‘good thoughts’, not because we’ve just been incredibly lucky. Mind you, I am not saying that a positive outlook on life will not alter it dramatically. By being (somewhat) positive, you’re likely to not turn people completely off. When others find you to be happy, maybe even delightful, they are more likely to want to help you, be around you and so forth. But I don’t think it is cosmic energy, I think it is that it is just nicer to be around someone who is happy than someone who is sad (note how most people withdraw, and only the noblest and sweetest of your friends are there for you when you feel horrible? Yeah. Remember to treat those people in the best way possible, they are golden).

Nevertheless, I think I have a couple of (excellent if I may say so myself) cases who illustrate that positive thoughts do not equal positive outcomes/ negative thoughts do not equal negative outcomes: namely Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld (or Rush Limbaugh. Or Carl I Hagen. Or Putin. Or any evil warmonger out there. I could bring up countless of other examples, but I have to keep this thing somewhat manageable). Both Cheney and Rumsfeld  are verified pricks. I doubt any of them get up in the morning and think positive happy thoughts, yet they are incredibly successful. They have amassed wealth, power and great success; they’ve lived long lives and they’re seemingly still going to keep going strong for a while.

 

Really bad guy. (image taken from wikipedia.com).

Really bad guy.
(image taken from wikipedia.com).

Really REALLY bad guy! (wikipedia again).

Really REALLY bad guy!
(wikipedia again).

Why? Cause life is random and unfair.

So, those are my thoughts on the law of attraction. Please don’t be offended.

On emotional manipulation and such

First off, “emotional manipulation” is a somewhat foggy and imprecise term (I like my parameters to be well-defined); We could (for simplicity’s sake) define it as ‘methods people use to alter emotional states and subsequently, behaviour  in others’ (I am pretty sure I came up with the wording for that definition on my own. I may be wrong though, so please let me know if I have unknowingly stolen it from someone). It relies on some of the same mechanisms  as the ones discussed in my post on gambling; there’s (among other things) operant conditioning involved; Recall that operant conditioning is when someone carries out a behaviour, and is then rewarded for it in one way or another. This in an effort to establish a desired behaviour.

In operant conditioning, there’s positive reinforcement. Positive reinforcement is when we give something or add something. If I carry out a desired behaviour and I then get a hug from someone I like as a reward, it qualifies as positive reinforcement. Negative reinforcement is a little more difficult to understand; many think it is when something negative is applied (think a shin-kick, a punch or likewise) but it is not. Weirdly, physical insults are actually both positive reinforcement, i.e., something is being applied. It is also punishment). Negative reinforcement is when something is taken away from you, and it can be both good (you did your job well so you didn’t get yelled at by the boss) and bad (you didn’t do your homework, so your parents withheld your allowance). Both punishment, positive and negative reinforcement is used in emotional (or psychological) manipulation.

The scope of areas in which emotional manipulation is used is huge, It is also very difficult to write about in a coherent manner. I can’t possibly cover it all, so I’ll focus on emotional manipulation in (possible) romantic relationships.

Note also that I may not be the first person you should listen to in terms of relationships and how to maintain them. I am currently separated/divorcing from my husband of 15 years (he is the coolest guy and we’re the best of friends though, it just didn’t work out. You can see him here. He’s incredibly talented). I have also only had a total of two proper relationships throughout my whole life, so y’know, I don’t have a great deal of experience. Further, I have no experience whatsoever in writing about (romantic) relationships (it has just never been my thing). Anyway, I’ll give it a go, because if there is something I do know a little about, it is deception/deceit.

Now, there are these guys who call themselves “pickup artists”. Pickup artistry is big business and the most successful “artists” make millions off of teaching the ‘hapless-in-love’ how to pick up and seduce women. You know George Sodini, the guy who shot and killed several women in that Pittsburg gym? Well, he had spent a fair amount of money on these kinds of seminars. The seminar leaders (among the most famous is the ridiculous guy below) claim that they are using psychology and evidence-based scientific findings of human sexuality to develop these methods. They are full of crap.

 

This guy calls himself "Mystery"..

This guy calls himself “Mystery”..

 

 

Fuzzy hats appear to be mysterious. Maybe the biggest mystery  is how this guy gets women at all.

Fuzzy hats appear to be mysterious. Maybe the biggest mystery is how this guy gets women at all.

The methods they teach others to use are cruel. There’s “negging” in which the guy points out a flaw in the woman he wants to seduce. They may first give a woman attention, then deliberately ignore her- a method that can be quite unsettling for those who are a bit more sincere. They will “rename the target” (they charmingly refer to women as “targets”..) – that is, they deliberately use a different name, making you feel that you’re not important enough to even deserve being addressed by/being remembered by your actual name. They will use jealousy as a tool. (I am jealous, and it hurts so bad that I find this point to be the cruelest). In short, they try to break down parts of your psyche in order to get you into bed. The methods might work sometimes; if the guy has some other form of appeal for instance, but any intelligent woman would likely be put off. Mind, I have not been subjected to pickup artistry (I think. I might be too dense to have picked up on it though), but I have certainly had men call me “ugly” after having had their advances rebuffed. I don’t mind. If the guy did indeed make an advance on someone he considers ugly, his intelligence and judgement should be questioned.

So in conclusion (in this section of the post at least);  if a guy comes up and tells you that your teeth are crooked/you look “a little tired but I bet you’re cute when you’re well-rested” or likewise, I suggest you walk away. Far faaar away..

Then there’s the self-help books. There are so many of them I have lost count. I did once read one called “The Rules”. It was a horrible waste of both ink and trees. It tells women that they should manipulate men to get what they want. The following are a few examples of rules:

Rule number 5: “Don’t Call Him and Rarely Return His Calls” (negative reinforcement).

 I think this one is just plain mean. So, we know that men and women are more alike than different in how we view relationships, and as such, it would seem that men also have feelings (?? it’s a bit of an unresolved mystery, but the evidence suggests that this might be the case). I think I’d be very hurt if someone I cared for didn’t return my calls. I also think it is completely counterproductive, as the failure to call/return calls might be perceived as a lack of interest.

Rule Number 12: Stop Dating Him if He Doesn’t Buy You a Romantic Gift for Your Birthday or Valentine’s Day (punishment and then some). 

YES! MATERIALISM IS THE BEDROCK UPON WHICH GOOD RELATIONSHIPS ARE BUILT!1!!

Rule number 20: Be Honest but Mysterious.

This is one of my favourites! I know how to be honest, but I have no idea how to be Mysterious... Where does one learn how to be mysterious? I wear a lot of black clothing and I sometimes squint (I have quite poor vision and should be wearing glasses), does that make me mysterious? So many questions…

Rule number 27: Do The Rules, Even when Your Friends and Parents Think It’s Nuts

In other words, ignore those who love and care for you, and instead, take the advice of a book you paid  $11.95 for.

Rule number 31: Don’t Discuss The Rules with Your Therapist

No, cause your therapist may explain how following “The Rules” would make you  horribly insincere. Also, hiding stuff from your therapist kinda negates the possible benefits of going to therapy (i.e., you’re wasting your money).

The only rule I do like is Don’t Date a Married Man”. This is sound advice.

There’s of course also rules for how you should look, dress, and how long your hair should be, but I can’t be bothered getting into it (I’m kinda tired of writing by now as well). I’m not going to get into the whole “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” thing either, as it will just end up annoying me. It polarizes the sexes and treats us like we are separate species. We are not. We have the exact same emotional register.

My stance is that honesty, sincerity and care may be the best approach to maintaining a relationship. And, as cheesy as it may sound, communication is key. The minute you start trying to deliberately mess with others heads, you’re compromising your integrity (in my opinion) and you may also do irreparable damage.

That was a pretty bad entry, but I’ll post it anyway. Please don’t judge me.

On things I don’t understand

I don’t understand a lot of things. In fact, I would say that proportionally, the things I don’t understand heavily outweigh the ones I do understand. I tried to paste the pie-chart of my general understanding of stuff below, but it turns out that that’s another thing I just don’t know how to do.  You’ll just have to click the link if you’re interested.

Pie chart

Among the many things I don’t understand are:

Instruction manuals.

Why (some) people bother to engage in pointless conflicts.

Fashion, and why people are willing to spend ludicrous amounts of money on it.

Expensive cars/handbags/other luxury-goods that’ll only depreciate in value.

Calculus.

Why political debaters nowadays seem to focus more on tearing the opponent down rather than on presenting coherent arguments.

The elections are nearing here in Norway and it looks like we’re heading in a more conservative/fiscally liberal direction. I’m not crazy about it, but outside of voting, there’s little I can do. I am quite open about my political views; I’m a leftie (big surprise eh?) and my party is SV (Socialistic left-party. It is less dramatic than it sounds). I don’t mind having to pay taxes; I think immigration is stellar and that we should welcome it; I dislike NATO intensely; I think we have a responsibility to help those who are struggling and I think “The Invisible Hand of the Market” is brutally unfair at times. So, there’s that. Sometimes though, I find myself  less than impressed with those who are on my side. Like today. I was walking downtown (again); the political parties had booths and representatives standing along Karl Johan’s street (the main street in Oslo). Most approached me in a friendly way and I accepted all the flyers I was given (I always do. I don’t know why, and I should probably stop, cause I end up carrying around a ton of garbage that I’ll likely never read).

 

Garbage that I for some reason accepted

Garbage that I for some reason accepted

 

The totality of useful stuff I was handed. On Falun Gong and human rights abuses in China; on Kurds in Syria and on executions in Iran. Links to the texts can be found below.

The totality of useful stuff I was handed. On Falun Gong and human rights abuses in China; on Kurds in Syria and on executions in Iran. Links to the texts can be found below.

But one of the ladies from SV  was just plain scary. She approached me, almost yelling, “STEM SV!!!!!!!” (VOTE SV!!!!!!  I normally don’t use more than one exclamation mark, but all the ones used are warranted, that’s how loud and angry she was). I replied (using my indoor-voice) “I already do”. Instead of saying something like “hey, that’s great!” or “Thank you” she (again nearly yelled) MAKE ALL YOUR FRIENDS VOTE SV TOO !!!!!!”

 I can’t make anyone do anything..  And Lady, that’s a horrible way to recruit new voters. Most people prefer not being yelled at, and if you’re trying to garner votes, it would probably be better if you explained why one should vote for your party rather than yelling at people and slamming the opposition. It may be so that the lady does not mind being yelled at, but when I am to present a case, I try to think of how I prefer being talked to. I like it when people are somewhat calm, or at least not aggressive. They can be enthusiastic, eager and even loud, but when you approach me with an aggressive command, you lose me.  I like it when people assume that I have a certain level of intelligence; this is currently almost absent from the political debates. The B.S that is presented is staggering, and there are Straw Men and Red Herrings all over the place . I tend to look for logical inconsistencies in my own argument, while many politicians seem to build their arguments on (almost) nothing but (I must admit that I sometimes question their intellegence/Intelligance/intellugens intelligence (heh :D). I tend to try to present my case by stating what is favourable about my stance and backing it up with data/research-findings, while in politics, it seems to be all about showing why and how everyone else is wrong. My way is of course not the only way, but there’s got to be a better method than the one that is currently employed.

I really don’t have a conclusive statement today, maybe just “don’t yell at people if you want them on your side”?

International Committee Against Execution: On Iran

Organ Harvesting of Falun Gong

About Falun Gong

The last flyer did not have a internet address; it is on the situation Syrian Kurds are facing in Syria. If anyone wants to read it let me know and I’ll scan it.