bad poem of the week #1.

Extractor Madness

Facebook is teh stupid mind drain.

So, I have a facebook login, as to most office automatons. No, I’m not sharing it.

What pisses me off most about facebook? What a facile way to misspend time communicating with people you have very little in common with except for a working relationship. There is no space to actually share ideas, just an endless list of idiotic quizzes and stupid avatars touching one another up. How anyone ever decided this was a good way to ~network is beyond me~…so, the ceo knows that the sales rep has an on and off rooting relationship with the entire typing pool, the accountant’s brother in law has a dog called Misanthropy who is a perpetual leg humper, and somebody called ‘lolzrolz’ wants you to join their bloggroup, Arrogant Artisans Against Artificially Angsty Alliteration. Yeah, worthwhile. That’ll increase my word power.

Hence my return to blogging, trying to actually communicate with other people about interesting things, ideas, artefacts. Such as the image above, by Harry Clarke. Ever had a day like that? Kinda a visual summary of what facebook will do to your mind.

More coffee, please.

logarithmic spirals, golden rules, pseudointellectualism.

 

One of the great things about mathematics is the way the everyday can be explained with absolute clarity and precision. That, and the fact that you will sound tres intelligent if you prattle on about this stuff with any regularity.

from WIKI, regarding the golden mean:

‘ The approach of a hawk to its prey. Their sharpest view is at an angle to their direction of flight; this angle is the same as the spiral’s pitch.

The approach of an insect to a light source. They are used to having the light source at a constant angle to their flight path. Usually the sun (or moon for nocturnal species) is the only light source and flying that way will result in a practically straight line.

The arms of spiral galaxies. Our own galaxy, the milky way, is believed to have four major spiral arms, each of which is roughly a logarithmic spiral with pitch of about 12 degrees, an unusually small pitch angle for a galaxy such as the Milky Way. In general, arms in spiral galaxies have pitch angles ranging from about 10 to 40 degrees.

The arms of tropical cyclones, such as hurricanes.

Many biological structures including the shells of molluscs. In these cases, the reason is the following: Start with any irregularly shaped two-dimensional figure F0. Expand F0 by a certain factor to get F1, and place F1 next to F0, so that two sides touch. Now expand F1 by the same factor to get F2, and place it next to F1 as before. Repeating this will produce an approximate logarithmic spiral whose pitch is determined by the expansion factor and the angle with which the figures were placed next to each other.’

see what I mean? Impressive, innit?

But wait, there’s more….try quoting Le Courbousier:

 ”rhythms apparent to the eye and clear in their relations with one another. And these rhythms are at the very root of human activities. They resound in man by an organic inevitability, the same fine inevitability which causes the tracing out of the Golden Section by children, old men, savages and the learned.”

Drop in a bit of Euclid, biometrics, Vitruvian Man….Bob’s your brother’s sister’s lover. Instant braniac.

 

aesthetics

What makes office life worth living? The bloody intertubes, that’s what. Saving grace of all corporate slaves.

I’m stuck in a cubicle, lucky my mind can wander.

 

I’m imagining Durer had dull moments too, but escaped to the interior ( imagination) for solace. The carapace of this rhino-saurous, reminicent of an armadillo (albeit equipped with moon camouflage) looks inpenetrable, but invites touch. The whiskery soft muzzle and lips remind me of a horse, and I cannot help but think those toe webs could be waxy, soft and ticklish. Would it make a good pet? Would you varnish/shellac the horns?

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