To be commended for their intent to provide a balanced view, the Courier Mail gave two writers the chance to argue both for and against Gay Marriage. This was in “Gay marriage – the case for and against | Courier Mail.”

However, as is usually the case in these situations, those arguing against pull out the most ridiculously specious of arguments. One of the arguments I’ve been seeing more recently is the notion that people who are insisting gay marriage shouldn’t go ahead are defending the “biblical” version of marriage.

On that front I tend to ask – what “biblical” version do they mean? Do they mean:

  • The bit where Adam and Eve’s kids must have got married in order to kick start society?
  • The bits where polygamy was allowed?
  • The bits where wives were no more than property?

Such rebuttals quickly point out the severe levels of bigoted retardation associated with that argument.

Another argument that gets trotted out from time to time is how unfair it is for children. The opponent to the gay marriage, David van Gend, hauled out this tired and stupid line, going so far as to say it would create a new “stolen generation”. This is hideously demeaning to the real stolen generation, and David should be utterly, completely ashamed of himself for making this argument in the first place. However, unashamedly, he goes on to say:

Yes, it is discrimination to prohibit the “marriage” of two men, but it is just and necessary discrimination, because the only alternative is the far worse act of discrimination against children brought artificially into the world by such men, compelled to live their whole lives without a mother. Now that approaches the abominable.

There’s a simple response to this: it’s utter, specious bullshit. Why? Point out a single government that forces the adoption of children where a parent (or specifically in this case, the mother) dies. If the mother dies in childbirth for instance, what’s the difference between a child being raised by a single father, or two fathers?

Honestly, anyone who subscribes to this point of view has a hole in their logic the size of Jupiter.

Of course, David goes on to trot out an even more inane rebuttal. The president of the Queensland branch of the state labor party had stated, quite rightly so, that:

discrimination against people on the basis of their gender or their sexual orientation is just as abominable and just as unsupportable as discrimination on the basis of race.

David however says:

His analogy with racism s false because a black person cannot stop being black, but a gay person can certainly stop being gay, as a large number of formerly gay men and women around the world have demonstrated.

This insulting argument is undoubtedly founded on the notion of “curing” centres. That’s where people have their personalities and their self worth broken down into little pieces by arseholes and taught to hate themselves and believe that constant prayer to some non-existent entity will make them better.

Citing Robert Spitzer, who supposedly showed in 2003 that “curing” homosexuality was perfectly possible, David forgets to cite the number of references on the net that go to not only dispute Spitzer, but goes on to suggest the studies are impossible to swallow. Such as this one, and this one.

In my experience, men who “repress” their homosexuality become deeply unhappy bisexuals who marry, have children, but furtively look time and time again for male/male sex. That’s Spitzer’s cure – to make people deeply unhappy and closeted.

David van Gend can push his arguments based on flawed logic and bigotry all he wants, but a simple, undeniable fact is continuing to shine with increasing intensity – gay marriage is coming, and those who don’t like it better learn to live with it, because the vast majority of Australians now support it.

Any attempt to compare children of same-sex couples to the stolen generation is not only absurd, but inherently disrespectful to all involved.

 

Periodically I see indignant comments from IT people decrying non-IT people describing themselves as geeks. Hell, even Esquire commented on the growing trend of people to call themselves X geeks – most notably, a Miss USA entrant describing herself as a history geek. (“Since when are we all such geeks?”)

I don’t see what the kerfuffle is all about, personally. It’s not as if it’s the situation where random people give themselves the appellation of “Doctor” without having earned it. In fact, a friend who can legitimately use this title only recently mentioned it as a real bugbear for him. To paraphrase, it means that real doctors – fully trained people in the medical profession, and even people who have fully earned PHDs, are forced to qualify just how much they really are a doctor, when the term should have no ambiguity to it at all. It also dilutes the achievements and knowledge they’ve attained.

But there’s no University degree for geek. I studied and completed a Bachelor of Computer Science, not a Bachelor of Geekery. You might think there’s a one to one correlation, but I can honestly say there were people in my course who were most definitely not geeks, and those people completed their degrees. I could, if I really wanted to, have “(B. Comp Sc)” following my name, on my business cards – not “(B. Geek)”.

I think IT people sometimes get too precious about the word “geek”. Indeed, they perhaps should go have a look at Wikipedia’s entry for “geek” before jumping up and down too much. Interestingly (no, I didn’t provide any input), one of its points sums up almost exactly what I’ve been saying for years:

A more recent school of thought sees nerd as being a derogatory phrase, while geek is simply a description. It is taken to be someone who is an enthusiast, often in things outside of the mainstream spectrum. It may also describe immersion in a particular mainstream interest to an extreme that is beyond normalcy (e.g. sports geek)[citation needed]. Of note is that in this definition, there is no reference to being socially inept in the slightest.

That’s my view of a Geek. Like it or not, IT people, but so long as she actually can claim a knowledge and passion for history, there’s nothing wrong with a Miss USA entrant describing herself as a “history geek”.

In some circles, “geek” is actually something people find attractive. Dating sites routinely list “geek” along with “reader”, “movie buff”, “hairy”, “thin”, “large” or a plethora of other body and personality types as things people can state they’re attracted to.

So what is a geek? For me there’s two key requirements:

  • A desire to learn;
  • A passion for a subject (or subjects).

Past that, if you have those two traits, you’re a geek about something – be that a history geek, an IT geek, a philosophy geek, an English literature geek, etc.

Geek has gone mainstream. Trying to keep it in an IT cage is not only counter productive, but actually goes against the core meaning of geek – having a delight for unfettered knowledge.

 

I love word play. Hell, I love words – why call something green for instance, when you could instead call it chrysoprase? In this sense, I’m probably a bad IT person. (Queue the dodgy music: “You’ve been a Very. Bad. Geek! Learning non-technical words!”)

But more than word play, I love mind play. I’m not talking mind games. Playing mind games is usually a symptom of being an arsehole. I may be unsane, but I do my best to avoid being an arsehole. Mind play though is about having fun while exploring life, words and expressions.

Something I periodically remind people is that I’d rather have a few deep friends I can be very silly with than hundreds of silly friends I can never be deep with. Mind play is about that silliness.

Mind play is about chatting and being able to go off onto the most random of tangents, and having people tag along for the ride – or you being pulled along in their wake. You might say, it’s about being prepared to go to the sorts of places that Ross Noble goes as part of his show. (See here, “Never put a blanket on an owl” for an example.)

When you do go off on such a tangent, and everyone tags along, you all learn something about each other. It’s also about treating life as fun. Playing mind games is acknowledging the inner child. Too many people when they “grow up” actually grow flat. Life is too short (and then it’s over forever) to be mournfully serious all the time.

Mind play is like pulling up at the traffic lights, seeing kids in the car beside you, and pulling a funny face at them. Have you ever seen the reaction of kids to an unknown adult pulling a funny face? Not a mean face, but the sort of silly face that kids pull at each other. It’s priceless. You’ve just given them the giggles for a day without having to get dressed up as a clown.

So, play with my mind and I’ll play with yours. And I promise not to break anything.

 

In “End of the gay road” (The Age, June 23, 2011), we’re told:

TEN years ago, Commercial Road was indisputably Melbourne’s queer epicentre: a South Yarra hotspot teeming with gay bars, clubs, cafes and clothing stores. But in the past four weeks, the doors have shut on two of its iconic hotels: the Market and the Xchange.

The former will become an upscale nightclub that’s ”gay-friendly” but not gay; the future of the latter is still unclear.Their closures have sparked debate about Commercial Road’s continued viability as a gay hub – and whether there’s even a need for gay venues in 2011.

”If you’re gay, you’re much more accepted these days,” says comedian and Fox FM host Adam Richard, who was ”allegedly 18” when he first went to the Xchange. ”It’s not such a stigma to be out of the closet at high school, so you don’t need to run off to a club with your fake ID on a Saturday night.

I’m relatively new to the notion of going to gay venues – in fact, I’ve only ever been to one, but it’s now becoming my regular pub. That’s The Laird, in Collingwood. But in that relatively short period of time, I’d say there’s still a strong need for gay venues in 2011. There needs to remain places where gays, lesbians, etc., can go and feel completely at ease. Where a kiss or a hug doesn’t require a double-check to make sure there’s no disapproving stares or an urgent requirement to go somewhere else, and where you can be relaxed.

So here’s 7 reasons why we still need gay venues:

  1. The Israeli transgender teenager who was going to get the shit kicked out of her and filmed by all the arseholes mates. Lucky for her, she was a teenage Judo champion.
  2. Gay couple called faggots and discriminated against by a shop worker in the US.
  3. Arsehole lawmakers who make laws stopping other lawmakers from making anti-discrimination legislation.
  4. These bigoted cunts.
  5. Governments caving in to narrow minded religious groups.
  6. Persistence of the “gay panic defence” in Australian Law. (AKA “It’s OK for a guy to kill another guy if he makes an advance on you.”)
  7. Cowards in the Defence Force who hide behind anonymity to out gay soldiers.

Yeah, I’d say they’re 7 good reasons why we need our own venues still.

 

I don’t like the information you present, so therefore you should die.

That’s what scientists are facing. No, that’s not a literal quote, but I’m summing it up. Such is the stupidity regarding the discussions over climate change in Australia that scientists are now getting death threats. Why? Because they say that climate change is happening, and some morons think the solution, given they disagree, is to threaten them with death.

How quaint. It’s so 1400′s.

With the latest about this covered in “Scientists hit back amid fresh death threats – ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation)” (20 June 2011), we are told:

In an unprecedented move in Canberra today, more than 200 scientists will converge on Parliament House to call on politicians to help stop misinformation in the climate debate.

And:

Earlier this month, a number of the country’s top climate change scientists, including several at the Australian National University (ANU), were targeted by death threats and reported receiving abusive phone calls for months.

ANU was forced to move its scientists to a more secure location and introduced other security measures.

With death threats still being received by climate scientists as of yesterday, this ongoing level of retardation amongst climate change deniers is quite serious. It’s gone beyond the heads in the sand approach where they ask mother nature to well and truly fuck them (and us) over, and is into the whackjob approach to politics we frankly should not see in this country. Or any country, for that matter.

It’s time that people realised there is no place in society for disagreements to be solved with violence, or threats thereof.

 

In “Telcos on notice to improve service” (The Age, 19 June 2011), the Minister For Censorship AKA the Communications Minister, Stephen Conroy, is quoted as saying:

“I have been warning the telecommunications companies to lift their game for years and I am annoyed that again and again they have failed to do so”

He apparently went on to say:

“I sympathise with customers who have suffered poor service at the hands of the telecommunications companies.

“It is simply not good enough and now they are effectively on notice that if they don’t improve their practices themselves, the government will step in to ensure consumers get quality customer service.”

Oh really? If the government were actually serious about reigning in the worst excesses of the Telcos, the telecommunications ombudsman would actually have teeth. Instead, it doesn’t – and instead the government will just sabre rattle for another 12 months and make another spineless announcement again then.

It’s like the parent who constantly threatens a child that if they don’t behave they’ll get in trouble by counting “1 … 2 … 3!” but then nothing happens on 3. Just like the child, the Telcos know the government is full of shit and just keep doing what they want to do – run roughshod over consumers.

Here’s an extract from an email I received within the last few months from the Telecommunications Ombudsman which goes to show the government is full of shit:

The TIO cannot direct Telstra to change it’s policy or billing systems. If you have incurred a specific detriment due to the delay in usage data the TIO may be able to consider your complaint further. However, as that does not appear to be the case I am of the opinion that the TIO cannot take further action on your complaint.

So the government threatens the Telcos to improve their game “or else”, but their “or else” is a toothless tiger.

Go government! If only they invested half as much time into controlling the Telcos as they did in trying to keep me “in my place” as a second class citizen…

 

After arriving in Melbourne at the start of Southern Hibearnation, with a heap of other things going on in our lives on top of the move itself, Darren and I had sworn off doing any of the events. And we did keep our heads down and concentrate while some of the bigger events like FÜR and UnderBear happened. Equally though, we ended up going to a Den night, Bingo and Bearaoke. And finally a good friend convinced us to go to Mr Australasia Bear.

(If you’re not sure what a Bear is yet – check out Wikipedia. That mainly focuses on bears though; the whole bear community though is much richer and diverse than that. There’s heaps of terms, including wolves, cubs, otters, pups, etc. But the single overriding and unifying aspects of the bear community seem to be inclusiveness, and the acknowledgement and celebration of masculinity.)

There were nine entrants to the competition, and throughout Southern Hibearnation the contestants had a variety of activities to do, and pretty much attended almost all of the events. I didn’t really see many of them or even know of many of them though until last night. Being an inclusive sort of community, there were bears, cubs, rangas, etc., in the competition, and the actual event last night consisted of three “sections” after an introduction, with the sections being casual wear, minimum wear, and fantasy.

As you can imagine, being hosted in an all-mens bar, the legends go that sometimes that fantasy section has been known to get very racy. There were elements last night, but by all accounts compared to last year it was almost tame enough that you could have held the event at a rotarian bowling club.

Almost.

If the rotarians weren’t looking.

I believe the proud owner of the Mr Australasia Bear 2011 sash, Matt Cutler, all round nice and handsome guy that he is, actually won the event on the strength of his fantasy. Which makes me very happy for him, but very frustrated with Australian Politics.

What was his fantasy? It didn’t involve some simulated sexual act or anything raunchy at all. Instead it was pure love. Matt brought his partner Tony of 4+ years onto the stage, and in front of 300+ amazed and supportive fellas, proposed to him. The words were sweet, loving and simple, but struck a deep and powerful chord with the crowd. The applause was undoubtedly the biggest at that point – I’d say by an order of magnitude.

Lots of people do indeed have fantasies about how they might propose or be proposed to – there’s a classic Smack the Pony sketch (unfortunately not locatable on YouTube) that covers just that; the guy proposes to the girl, the girl unwinds and starts getting more unrealistic in her fantasies about how the proposal should happen.

But the actual act of proposing is – or rather – should not be a fantasy. It should undoubtedly be a special thing for the people directly involved in it, and it should be something to be celebrated, but it also should be something mundane.

Instead, because we’re second class citizens in this fucked up country, and can’t actually get married if we’re of the same gender, it’s a fantasy.

So it was a great and moving moment, but it was also tinged with that inevitable sadness that comes from such proposals in same sex communities – the knowledge that until our government actually reverses their stance and acknowledges everyone as being equal, it’s part fantasy. We know its real – we in the community, and our friends and families in our minds override political stupidity with common sense, and talk about our husbears or huscubs or huswolves or whatever term suits.

But it shouldn’t have to be a fantasy. It should be a reality. It’s 2011, not 1911.

Everything about politics and equal rights aside though, congratulations to Matt – ranga power!

 

I don’t know exactly how you’d describe my political leanings, other than to say they’re definitely on the left. And as the years have gone on, they’ve become more left leaning. I’m more of a green supporter these days than a labor supporter, for instance.

I have to say – it annoys the hell out of me that I’ve become a green supporter. I’m too progressive for my own country, it seems. I want equal rights, I want to throw away the notion of two levels of social classes (well why wouldn’t I? I’m a second class citizen…), and I want to see us act humanely towards asylum seekers, just to scratch the surface.

Growing up, the Labor party of Australia, particularly under people like Whitlam, Hawke and Keating, seemed – from my admittedly younger views of the world – to at least embody the hope of achieving these sorts of things. They weren’t perfect by any means, but they seemed to offer a clear and different alternative. The difference between Labor and Liberal policies looked like this:

Labor vs Liberal 90s and Earlier

There was, it seemed, a clear and strong difference between the policies of the two parties. Much as they did invariably steal policy ideas from each other even back then, there were core social welfare and progress ideals that radically differed. But that all ended at the time Keating lost to Howard. “Lazarus with a triple bypass” Howard, or “Honest John”, the most dishonest nickname for a politician ever devised, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. When Keating lost, and Labor floundered for a decade or more, it turned increasingly to focus groups and “me tooism”, giving up on the notion of espousing a different view. Their policies increasingly became “We can do that too, but better”.

Same same but different.

So now, the policies look like this:

Labor vs Liberal nowRealistically, there’s now bugger all difference between the two parties. It’s so “same same but different” that we just assume any “different” policy espoused by Labor will end up being demolished if the leader of the Liberal party vehemently disagrees with it. That’s why you end up with an atheist prime minister who refuses to get married defending the sanctity of marriage against same sex relationships while talking about “traditional” values – not seeing the irony that those “traditional” values she’s defending would define her as being promiscuous for being in her unwedded relationship. That’s how you end up with a lesbian senior minister in the government insisting that it’s appropriate homosexuals remain second class citizens within society.

It’s what happens when a party’s policies are decided by pollsters and focus groups that probe the depths of bogan attitudes.

Politics should by all means follow the general will of the population – that’s what they’re elected for. But they should also nobly show a better way.

Labor hasn’t done this for years. And until they do, I’ll remain one of those disillusioned Labor voters who turns consistently to the Greens – because at least they give a shit, and they’re willing to say it.

 

It’d be fair to say that I’ve spent almost all my life with the feeling that I’m standing on the outside, looking in. I’ve never really felt that I belonged in any group. Being an introvert certainly helped to create that impression; there’s a certain level of social awkwardness for me in most situations.

A new friend probably summarised that best when he described going to Underbear. No pockets, no phones, and suddenly you realise how regularly you fill in a quiet or uncertain moment by just aimlessly checking your phone or putting your hands in your pockets. That’s me, for sure. Of course, once that was pointed out to me, I became acutely aware of doing it. It’s like when I attended Toastmasters for a while and in the local chapter was a woman who could speak for an hour without once uttering “um” or any other verbal fluff word. As soon as someone pointed it out to me, it heightened my self observation on that front. So I cringe internally every time I say “um”, or notice I’m saying a little phrase repeatedly. (My most recent one was “at the end of the day”.)

Ahem. I’m rambling.

With that feeling of not belonging, and natural introversion, comes the self defence mechanisms. Smart people spot them in me instantly, damn them. Compliment deflection is a classic example. Someone says something nice? Quick, turn it around and make it into a joke!

The only problem is that once you’ve been doing it … well, forever, it ceases to become a self defence/coping mechanism and starts becoming a bad habit. Sure, it’s not as unsightly as say, picking your nose in public, but it’s probably just as annoying for some people. I know it drives Darren nuts. It also becomes self-defining, which is much worse. So it sort of leads to this bizarro-world situation where there’s what people say to you, a barrier, and a sarcastic deflection, with the good bits never really getting in.

What has this to do with belonging? Lots, actually.

For a few years I’d been sort of dabbling from afar in the bear communities, just from sites like bear411 and bearwww, but living on the relatively isolated Central Coast had never had much opportunity to actually get to engage in the community further. With the decision to move to Melbourne, Darren and I started talking to community members in Victoria more regularly, and made some great friends before moving, but post-move it’s been another change again.

The change is simple but profound – for the first time ever I actually do feel like I belong somewhere. Here’s a group of people like me in core areas I can identify with. I’ve gone to “the pub” (the Laird) more times in the last two weeks than I’d previously been to any pub in the last two years. Why? Comfort. It’s a social situation where the natural awkwardness of the introvert is on the back-foot, simply because most of the reasons for being reserved and a wallflower disappear.

When you feel you belong, you start to feel better about yourself. In doing that, I’m looking past the false, emotional logic which erected and maintained those self defensive barriers and realising just how self-destructive my behaviour has been in the past. Narcissism is ugly and unpleasant, but inverse narcissism is just as ugly. Put simply, that inverse narcissism/defence mechanism has left me fairly ugly inside for a long time.

Hello. I’m Preston, and thanks to this fantastically welcoming community around me, I’m starting to like myself.

 

I actually quite like Fairfax, generally. They’re somewhat left-wing in their outlook, and as such represent added balance in an oft-times boganised Australian media landscape.

However, when it comes to consumer tech stories, I honestly wouldn’t piss on them if they were on fire. For years, they’ve beaten a big drum bemoaning everything Apple. Thus, you get headlines like:

Fairfax Blurb

That story, “Toner gate: iPhone payoff” (June 15 2011), which, incidentally, if you happen to click through, comes up with a more sedate headline of “Victorian government printer toner scam revealed”, trades directly on Apple’s products for clicks, and reveals the other side to how Fairfax seems to approach Apple stories. Maybe instead of being Windows fanboys, they’re actually just clickwhores, and like Greenpeace, they rely on stoking the fires of trolling and advertising by aiming for a maximum number of clicks.

How much focus was on iPhones though, once we got into the story? The start of it gives you an indication:

Corrupt Victorian public servants have accepted bribes for buying unauthorised printer cartridges in a rort that is estimated to have cost taxpayers hundreds of thousands of dollars, the ombudsman revealed today.

In return, the employees have pocketed iPhones, MP3 players, an LCD television set and thousands of dollars in gift vouchers for ordering the toner cartridges at wildly inflated prices.

Indeed, in the course of the story, the word iPhone was cited just 3 times – in an 877 word article. Perhaps though, the iPhones represented the highest numbers to talk about? Perhaps not:

“[an officer for Arts Victoria] was estimated to have cost Arts Victoria and the public purse more than $80,000. In return, she received $8000 in prepaid Visa cards and Coles Myer vouchers.”

Surely that would warrant more attention in a click-attracting headline than 3 measly iPhone mentions?

So, the Windows fanboy accusation sits well with Fairfax. Every new product that comes out is an iX killer, and Microsoft announcements or proclamations are treated with sycophantic respect. Take for instance the laughably inane ramblings from Microsoft’s Craig Mundie, which was revealed in a gushing March 30, 2011 article, “Tablets might be a flash in the pan: Microsoft global chief strategy officer“. The article opened with the following summation:

As virtually the entire consumer electronics industry throws its weight behind tablet computers, Microsoft’s global chief research and strategy officer Craig Mundie said today that he did not know whether the booming new category was here to stay.

However, one would have thought any journalist with an understanding of reality might have thought to mention that Apple’s insanely great sales figures for the iPad were tangible evidence otherwise. Instead, we got the limp statement that:

Mundie’s views diverge from that of Apple founder Steve Jobs, who believes tablets form an integral part of the “post-PC” era.

Although Mundie and Jobs agree to an extent in that they both believe smartphones are becoming our main computing device, Microsoft has consistently criticised tablets for lacking traditional PC features like keyboards. Ballmer has previously said the iPad was just a new type of PC form factor.

One would have thought that a complete presentation of this story might have pointed out how ineptly Ballmer was in even understanding the iPhone, prior to its release. In an interview in 2007, Ballmer decried the iPhone as being a completely laughable product, comparing it to a pissy little phone, saying:

“Would I trade 96% of the market for 4% of the market? I want to have products that appeal to everybody,” he said. “We’ll get a chance to go through this [Apple versus Microsoft debate] again in phones and music players. There’s no chance that the iPhone is going to get any significant market share. No chance. It’s a $500 subsidized item. They may make a lot of money. But if you actually take a look at the 1.3 billion phones that get sold, I’d prefer to have our software in 60% or 70% or 80% of them, than I would to have 2% or 3%, which is what Apple might get.”

Was Ballmer correct? Well, consider “Apple Has 50% Of The Profits From Major Phone Makers“:

According to an analysis by Canaccord Genuity’s T. Michael Walkley, Apple captured “a remarkable 50% value share of estimated Q1/11 handset industry operating profits among the top 8 OEMs with only 4.9% global handset unit market share.”

From the gay community perspective, I’d suggest Ballmer sometimes speaks like a size queen. It’s always having the biggest everything – particularly where the actual dollars are concerned. Sure, the above article was generated after the Mundie story in SMH, but it was already clear Apple’s sales for the iPhone were impressive and real counter arguments to the dribble Ballmer had spouted in 2007.

Fairfax has a strong history of aiming for reasonably negative Apple stories, including such corkers as:

The proof is in the pudding. If you’re a regular reader of Fairfax, keep an eye on the Technology section. There is a unwholesomely negative approach to stories about Apple and Apple products which inevitably boil down to either pure Microsoft Fanboyism, or a devout Clickwhore approach hoping to entice the most ad views.

Neither of which is actually journalism.

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