" Synchromysticism:
The art of realizing meaningful coincidence in the seemingly mundane with mystical or esoteric significance."

- Jake Kotze

November 18, 2017

"Fake News" It's Official Now?

I just read in the "real news" that the term "fake news" has been named Collin's dictionary's "word" of the year for 2017, which actually kind of makes sense with all of the WTF(?)s this year has thrown our way.
"Defined as 'false, often sensational, information disseminated under the guise of news reporting', 'fake news' will now be added to the next print edition of Collins Dictionary."
I mean "fake news" is two words the last time I went to school, which I know was a long time ago, but surely "fake news" is still two words?
But when you have Rupert Murdoch owned newspapers that only seem to care about how bad a pun their cadet journalists can make out of a front page headline, then I guess a term made popular by a Trumped up president can make "word" of the year.
Donald Trump just claimed he invented 'fake news'
Maybe "WTF News" will be the Collin's "word" for 2018?-)

It's Not All Good, It's Not All Bad, It's Just Life

I was reading the Brain Wilson article pictured above, which was in the November edition of the Australian version of 
'Rolling Stone' magazine, where Brain says,
"...I was scared of dying and going through all kinds of shit, and a song got me through it.
You know Danny Hutton's [Three Dog Night] song 'Black & White'?
If you ever get in a pinch, boot up 'Black & White' on your cell phone.
You'll feel better right away.
It's like, Elton John had that song 'Someone Saved My Life Tonight', and that's exactly what happened to me."
Brain doesn't really explain what it is exactly about that song that got him out of his mental funk, and to be honest I would much prefer 'Three Dog Night's 'Joy to the World' over 'Black & White', but as John Lennon sings, 'Whatever Gets You Through the Night' I guess.
Turn's out that  "Black and White" is a song written in 1954 by David I. Arkin and Earl Robinson.
The song was first recorded by Pete Seeger in 1956, followed by Sammy Davis Jr. in 1957, but it was 'Three Dog Night' that had the big hit with it.
I actually saw Brain Wilson perform the 'Pet Sounds' songs at the Byron Bay Bluesfest in 2016, too -
Easter Monday at Bluesfest 2016
Brian Wilson singing Pet Sounds songs at Bluesfest, 2016

The thing was I happened to be working on that image and saying above when I read Brain's story in 'Rolling Stone', so the fact he mentioned a song called 'Black & White' while I was working on a Yin/Yang image kind of got my attention.
I was working on that image because I hate when people try to explain all the bad stuff away in life with that cringe-worthy saying of, "It's all good".
Because life is far from "all good" or "all bad".
And "that's life".
We just have to ride it out, or "get on a bird and fly", to be quite Frank.
God only knows what it's all about I guess?-)

A Life on Track?

Paris Jackson at the Melbourne Cup 2017
I read the supplement magazine 'Stellar' (Star?) that comes in
'The Sunday Mail' newspaper on November 5th this year, which featured Paris Jackson on the cover and inside with a feature story about her coming out to attend the Melbourne Cup horse race the following Tuesday (November 7th).
The article about Paris Jackson ends with these words -
"She is still in her teens, but Jackson's life has been full of emotional upheaval.
It seems to have made her thoughtful, wise beyond her years and concerned about everything from the health of the
Great Barrier Reef to the political climate in the US.
"I've been trying to have a more optimistic outlook on our country's current situation, and it's also not really productive to be doing what I am doing in the activism world if I'm being ruled by fear, anger or resentment,"she says.
"It's about being ruled by love and being love."
I also thought it was ironic that on page 28 of the same magazine was a page about Paris, the city of love and Paris Fashion Week.
Ironically, the same Australian press would tear Paris apart after the cup for not playing ball with them on Cup Day.
But the real story in this magazine that got my attention was about a lady who I admire (not that I don't also admire Paris Jackson) and have meet before in real life named Robyn Davidson.
Crossing Paths With the "Camel Lady" at the BBWF
The article in the magazine was about her 40th anniversary of Robyn's journey across the Australian Outback, which she wrote about in her book 'Tracks' and which was also made into a motion picture recently.

"In 1977, Robyn Davidson travels from Alice Springs across 2,700 kilometers (1,700 miles) of Australian deserts to the Indian Ocean with her dog and four camels.
National Geographic photographer Rick Smolan documents her journey."
In the magazine article Robyn recounts her life since that journey across the desert in 1977 and tells about writing her current book which deals with her mother's suicide and just how hard writing it is.
Robyn also tells of her life as a bit of a loner, but someone who treasures their solitude, too.
Robyn sounds like a kindred spirit to me, because I'm the same when it comes to wanting solitude and my experience of relationships is much like her own, which reminds me of a saying by someone else who was named Robin;-)
I've always wanted to cross the Outback, but not on foot, or by car, but by train.
It doesn't follow the route Robyn took in 1977, but it does give you an idea of what that crossing would have been like in terms of conditions and vast distance, although from an air-conditioned comfy window seat perspective.
Ironically, as I'm reading Robyn's magazine article and dreaming about a four day train journey across the desert, I see that there is a story in the same magazine about the new movie
'Murder on the Orient Express'.
I had never seen the original movie, nor read the book, so I didn't know who had done it, or probably more to the point, who hadn't done it?-)
So I made a note to go and see this new version at the cinema, which I eventually did.
Ironically, I saw the movie in a suburb of Brisbane that is like a little Chinatown and has a large Oriental population.
I had gone over to Sunnybank to do some shopping and try to pick up a new 2018 Chinese calendar for my kitchen wall, so I would be ready when New Year's Day came next year, as that's where I usually buy them around about this time of year, but there were none in stock yet.
While I was over at Sunnybank I decided to see the movie only to realize later how ironic seeing that movie in an Oriental populated suburb.
Sunnybank, Brisbane, Australia
At the end of the week after reading that Stellar magazine from November 5th I couldn't help wondering if my life was still on track, too.
But I guess it's all written in the stars anyway, so it's not like my life can really derail now, is it?-)