Monday, January 6, 2014

Street Art

Readers will know of my fascination with street art so I will not repeat my previous positive comments. Suffice to say that there is often more brilliance, imagination, wit and thought provoking in the art of the streets than there is in the highly priced works in galleries. 

Here is a selected variety to start off the new year . . .




















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Sunday, January 5, 2014

Marilyn, Chanel and Pumpkins


More than 50 years after she died, Marilyn Monroe (1926 – 1962) has become the face of Chanel No 5 perfume. Using archive footage and a newly discovered audio recording dating from 1960, Marilyn is heard commenting on her response – “Chanel No 5” – when she had been asked in 1952 by a reporter what she wore to bed.

In the 1960 radio interview she says “'You know, they ask me questions. Just an example: ‘What do you wear to bed? A pajama top? The bottoms of the pajamas? A nightgown?’ So I said, ‘Chanel No.5,’ because it’s the truth. And yet, I don’t want to say “nude”. But it’s the truth!” The comments were not published.

A year after she made the 1952 comment she was photographed in bed for Modern Screen but the photographs weren’t published. A bottle of Chanel No 5 can be seen on her bed stand.

It may be that readers and audiences of the 1950’s and 1960’s needed to be protected from mental images of a naked Marilyn Monroe in bed.

See the ad and the history of the comment by clicking on:

The sad thing is that the woman who would become a cultural icon, the archetypal dumb blond sex goddess, a plaything of rich and powerful men, remained an intelligent, vulnerable and lonely person wishing for happiness.

Her later life and ultimately her death were at variance to the Marilyn who posed for photographer Andre de Dienes in October 1945 for her first modelling portfolio. Aged 19 and still Norma Jean Baker, her chestnut curls pinned back and wearing jeans and work boots, she is barely recognisable as the later Marilyn. Dienes was struck by her, describing the meeting ‘as if a miracle had happened’ and that she ‘seemed to be like an angel’. 




The fresh face and youthful innocence make all the more tragic the sad later years of her life.

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Some other early Marilyn pics . . . 

Marilyn, born Norma Jeane Mortensen, at age 6 months.  Her mother had the name changed to Norma Jeane Baker on the birth certificate immediately after the birth, the surname of her first husband, which she still used.


7 months

Norma Jeane Baker around the age of 3, with her mother, Gladys, who would place the young child in foster care and then eventually reclaim her, only to be forced herself to be institutionalised at the State Hospital in Norwalk, Los Angeles County.







"No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl.  All little girls should be told they are pretty, even if they aren't."

- Marilyn Monroe


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Saturday, January 4, 2014

Hits: King and Otherwise


King Hit:
A term widely used in Australia. A very hard punch, usually delivered to the head, that is completely unexpected. Most often results in knock outs or knock downs. Vie
wed upon by most as an act of cowardice. Similar in meaning to sucker punch.
The boys beat the shit out of this nev after he king hit Joey in the pub.
- Urban Dictionary

Push to refer to king hit attacks as 'coward punches' after teen left in coma
The New South Wales government has backed calls for king hit attacks to instead be referred to as "coward punches". It comes after the family of Daniel Christie released a statement expressing gratitude for the support of doctors, police and the general public. The 18-year-old is in a critical condition in St Vincent's Hospital after being assaulted in Kings Cross on New Year's Eve.
- News Report, ABC Online, 03.01.2014

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Overseas readers will not be aware that Sydney is experiencing a rise in alcohol fuelled street violence (or perhaps only increased media reporting of same, I don't know which). Certainly the media and talk back shows have increasingly focused on alcohol abuse by young persons, on violence and the apparent increase in the incidence of king hits, referred to in the US as ‘sucker punches”. There have been a number of young persons who have died from such blows and others who have sustained serious injuries.

I have not yet seen any media correlation of such assaults with a craze that is increasing in Britain and the US.  It is referred to as "Knockout" and consists of young people, mostly teenagers, randomly striking unknown pedestrians to try to knock them out with one punch.  According to one report, it has caused deaths in both countries.  

Suggestions that the term 'king hit" be correctly renamed as "coward’s punch" had me wondering as to the origin of the KING HIT term. Why would a nasty, cowardly blow be equated with royalty?

Beyond one dictionary stating simply that the expression dates from 1920-1925, I have been able to find only one other reference to the origin of the expression, an article from November 2000 on the Rule of Law by Professor Jim Corkery of Bond University.

His article opens with these two paragraphs:

THE TERM “KING HIT” is well known in rugby league and ice hockey circles. It is, of course, not a practice in rugby union. Today, being “king hit” means to be hit heavily when you are not expecting the blow. You do not rise quickly after being “king hit”. 
The origin of the term concerns “the rule of law”. Brilliant English Chief Justice, Sir Edward Coke felt the force of his King’s fist in 1608 when he gave King James 1 the unwelcome news that “The king is not subject to men, but is subject to God and the law”. James 1 thought he should not be subject to man made law. It was a revolutionary thought. Enraged, he felled Coke to the floor. Thus “king hit”. 

Sir Edward Coke

James 1

Is Professor Corkery, who is a professor of law rather than an etymologist, correct as to the origin of the term?

My readings indicate that Coke was not actually struck by James 1, although Professor Corkery may have been using the expression in a symbolic sense. Certainly there was a threat of a blow, as the following contemporaneous account indicates:

After which [i.e. after Coke C.J.’s remonstrance] his majestie fell into that high indignation as the like was never knowne in him, looking and speaking fiercely with bended fist, offering to strike him etc. which the Lord Coke perceiving fell flat on all fower; humbly beseeching his majestie to take compassion on him and to pardon him, if he thought zeale had gone beyond his duty and allegience. His Majesty not herewith contented, continued his indignation. Whereupon the Lord Treasurer, the Lord Cookes unckle by marriage, kneeled downe before his Majestie and prayed him to be favorable. 
--As quoted in R.G. Usher, James I and Sir Edward Coke, 18 Eng. Hist. Rev. 664, 669 (1903), reprinted in William E. Conklin, In Defence of Fundamental Rights at 47 (1979) 

In the absence of any other explanation, it is as good as any.

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Having discussed a king hit, are you perhaps wondering why items as disparate as a blow, a contract killing, a drug injection and a chart success are all described as "a hit"?

The following article, reprinted from The Grammarphobia Blog, explains those aspects . . .

Q: 
What is the origin of “hit” as a positive term, as in “hit song”? 
A: 
When we say a movie or an album is a “hit,” we aren’t implying that it got there by physical violence, even when the movie or album has a lot of rough stuff in it. 
So why do we use such a pugilistic word to refer to a popular success? There’s a good reason, as it turns out. The noun “hit” began life pretty violently—as a blow, a stroke, a collision, or an impact. But that kind of “hit” eventually gave us a successful stroke in any kind of endeavour, especially in the entertainment field. Here’s how the word evolved. 
The noun “hit” is derived from the earlier verb “hit,” which was nonviolent when it showed in English nearly a thousand years ago, according to the Oxford English Dictionary. The verb is believed to have come into English from Old Norse, where hitta meant “to come upon, light upon, meet with, get at, attain to, reach one’s aim, succeed, and the like.” This sense of getting at or attaining something is what the verb “hit” originally meant when it was first recorded in English sometime before 1075. 
It wasn’t until two centuries later, around 1275, that “hit” got its more violent meaning—“to get at or reach with a blow, to strike,” the OED says. Both senses of the verb are still with us today. The original Old Norse meaning survives in phrases like “hit the road,” “hit the trail,” “hit my meaning,” “hit a happy medium,” “hit upon an idea (or fact),” “hit it off,” “hit the mark,” “hit the truth,” “hit the sack” (to get to bed), and so on. All these senses of the verb are nonviolent. They don’t mean crashing or colliding into something, but rather reaching or attaining or getting at it. 
The newer and more violent sense of the verb “hit” is the one that’s more familiar today, and it’s the one that gave us all senses of the noun “hit”—including the one you ask about. The noun “hit” came along in the mid-15th century, and boy was it violent in the beginning! The OED’s earliest citation is from Ludus Coventriae (circa 1450), an anonymous English miracle play: “To hym wyl I go, and geve hym suche an hete / That alle the lechis of the londe his lyf xul nevyr restore.” (“To him will I go, and give him such a hit that all the leeches of the land his life shall never restore.”) Yikes! It’s hard to tell what would be worse—the hit or the leeches. 
Many uses of the noun are violent, of course—some more than others. For instance, a “hit” came to mean a killing, perhaps for hire, in the mid-20th century. And this sense of the noun has been used attributively—that is, as an adjective—in phrases like “hit man” and “hit squad.” But “hit” has more peaceful meanings as well. For instance, a “hit” can be a stroke of good luck or a stroke of a ball on the playing field. We’re not sure, though, how to list a “hit” of drugs: violent or nonviolent?
More pertinent to your question is a usage that the OED dates to the early 19th century: “a successful stroke made in action or performance of any kind; esp. any popular success (a person, a play, a song, etc.) in public entertainment.” This sense of the noun has also been used attributively in phrases such as “hit parade” and “hit song,” the OED adds. The earliest recorded use of this sense of “hit” is from a letter written in 1811 by the comedian Charles Mathews: “Maw-worm was a most unusual hit, I am told.” (Mathews played the role of Mr. Mawworm in The Hypocrite, by the Irish playwright Isaac Bickerstaff, on the London stage in 1809.) And since we like quoting from mysteries, here’s a citation from Fredric Brown’s Murder Can Be Fun (1951): “She had big blue eyes that would have been a hit on television.”  
We’ll end with the use of the noun “hit” in computing to mean a match in a processing task or a connection with a website. The OED’s first citation for this usage, from Charles J. Sippl’s Computer Dictionary and Handbook (1967), defines the term “hit” in digital file maintenance as “the finding of a match between a detail record and a master record.” 

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To finish, let’s go to an expression a little less violent, but not necessarily more savoury.

According to Partridge’s 1967 book A Dictionary of Slang and Unconventional English, the expression “When the shit hit the fan” dates from the 1930’s in Canada. Norman Mailer includes the expression in his 1948 book The Naked and the Dead: “When the shit hits the fan, keep a tight arsehole.”

According to etymologist Rawson, in 1989, the actual origin is believed to be a joke (sometimes attributed as an Australia joke):

A man in a crowded bar needed to defecate but couldn't find a bathroom, so he went upstairs and used a hole in the floor. Returning, he found everyone had gone except the bartender, who was cowering behind the bar. When the man asked what had happened, the bartender replied, 'Where were you when the shit hit the fan?' 

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Friday, January 3, 2014

Funny Friday


My mother in law remains in hospital as a result of a Christmas Eve fractured hip, so the theme for this Funny Friday, the first of the year, is hospitals. 

A hospital? What is it?
It’s a big building with patients, but that’s not important right now.

Some of the items have been posted previously.

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The following post contains risque items. . .

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John is paying a visit to the hospital to visit his Italian neighbour who just had a very serious traffic accident. The neighbour is in plaster, completely wrapped in bandages with large amounts of hoses and infusions. He looks like a mummy. John tries to have a conversation but his neighbour has his eyes closed and isn't responding. Suddenly his eyes jump wide open and he starts to gurgle.  During his last gasp for air he says "Mi stai bloccando il d'tubicino ossigeno, Pezzo di merda ...." 

John inscribes the words in his heart. 

At the funeral John tells the black-clad widow that her husband had something to say at the end. 

She asks with tearful eyes, "Was it that he loved me? " 

"I do not know," said the man, "but it sounded like ‘Mi stai bloccando il d'tubicino ossigeno, pezzo di merda ....’ “

The widow screams and faints. 

"What?" John ask startled to the daughter, "What did he say? What does that mean?" 

The crying daughter says: "You’re standing on my oxygen hose, you git."

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Two guys are chatting in their hospital beds;

"What are you in for?" said the first,

"Camera down the throat" the other replied,

"Oh endoscopy?" the first man asked,

"Yes" he said "Checking for stomach cancer. What about you?"

"Camera up the arse" he said,

"Oh colonoscopy, checking for bowel cancer?" quizzed the second man,

"No, my neighbour was sunbathing and my wife caught me taking a photo"

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A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.

A young, student nurse appears to give him a partial sponge bath.

'Nurse,' he mumbles from behind the mask. 'Are my testicles black?'

Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, 'I don't know, sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet.'

He struggles to ask again, 'Nurse, please check. Are my testicles black?'

Concerned he may elevate his blood pressure and heart rate from worry about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers. She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles in the other. Then, she takes a close look and says, 'There's nothing wrong with them, sir!'

The man pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and says very slowly, 'Thank you very much. That was wonderful, but, listen very, very closely . . . 

'A r e - m y - t e s t - r e s u l t s - b a c k?'

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Corn Corner:

My friend was rushed to hospital yesterday because he swallowed a five dollar note.

They are keeping him in for observation on his condition, so far there has been no change!



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Thursday, January 2, 2014

From Acacia

The Color Run post of a few days ago included a pic of my daughter, Acacia, looking relatively clean whilst participating in such a run in Dubai. She subsequently sent me some additional pics to evidence that she hadn't remained as pristine as the posted photograph . . . 

Acacia on the right




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From Thomas

An item sent to me by SMS by son Thomas:



Venus orbits the Sun 13 times for every 8 Earth orbits. If you track the relative positions of Earth and Venus over an 8 year period, this is the resulting pattern.

Thomas asked if this was true.

According to an article by Howard Arrington at 
John Martineau, author of A Little Book of Coincidences, has charted and compared the orbital patterns of various planets. 

Because the inner planets move faster than the outer planets, there are interesting patterns created. 

The Earth-Venus pattern shown above is on an 8 year earth cycle because 8 Earth years equals 13 Venus years, so that the cycle repeats after 8 years.

Here are some other compared planetary orbital patterns:

Mars and Venus

Saturn and Jupiter

Uranus and Saturn

Jupiter and Earth

Mars and Earth

Earth and Mercury

According to Arrington:

“The planets in the heavens move in exquisite orbital patterns, dancing to the Music of the Cosmos. There is more mathematical and geometric harmony than we realise.”

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Wednesday, January 1, 2014

The new year just begun


There is a celebration in Scotland, known as Hogmanay, which is associated with the new year. Part of that celebration is the tradition of First Foot, that the first foot to enter the house after midnight on New Year’s Eve determines the luck that that household will have in the next 12 months. The tradition holds that for the house to have good luck, the first foot should be male, dark (believed to be a throwback to the Viking days when blond strangers arriving on your doorstep meant trouble) and that he should bring coal, shortbread, salt, a coin, black bun and whisky. These symbolically represent financial prosperity, food, flavour, warmth and good cheer. These days, however, whisky and perhaps shortbread are the only items still prevalent (and available).

Hogmanay revellers visit friends and family immediately after midnight, often rushing from house to house to welcome in the New Year. In some places women have to remain in the house whilst the males of the house gather in the street, re-entering the house after midnight.

Apparently there are similar traditions in Ireland, Northern England, Greece and in some parts of the US.

So let it be for today’s Bytes item, let the first post that enters your home via email or online be positive and inspirational.

I was thinking about this earlier today when I reread Maya Angelou’s poem “I’ve Learned”. 



Angelou (1928 - ) is an American author and poet who has, in her lifetime, been variously a pimp, prostitute, night-club dancer and performer, cast member of the opera Porgy and Bess, coordinator for the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, author, journalist in Egypt and Ghana during the days of decolonization, and actor, writer, director, and producer of plays, movies, and public television programs. She was active in the Civil Rights Movement, and worked with martin Luther King Jnr and Malcolm X. Since the 1990s she has made around eighty appearances a year on the lecture circuit, something she continued into her eighties. She campaigned for Hilary Clinton and subsequently for Barack Obama in 2008.  In 2011 she was presented the Presidential Medal of Freedom by Barack Obama.

There is another marvellous poem, also called “I’ve Learned”, by one Omer B Washington, but I have not been able to locate any information about him.

Both poems are set out below.  

Although Omer Washington's poem was previously posted in Bytes it is worth reposting, both poems serving admirably as a literary first foot.

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I’ve Learned

- Maya Angelou

I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today,
life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents,
you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life'.

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands;
you need to be able to throw some things back.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart,
I usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains,
I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.
People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

I've learned that people will forget what you said,
people will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel.

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I’ve Learned

- Omer B Washington


I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.
All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.
I’ve learned that no matter how much I care,
some people just don’t care back.
I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust,
and only seconds to destroy it.
I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life,
but who you have in your life that counts.
I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.
After that, you’d better know something.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to the best others can do,
but to the best you can do.
I’ve learned that it’s not what happens to people,
It’s what they do about it.
I’ve learned that no matter how thin you slice it,
there are always two sides.
I’ve learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
I’ve learned that you can keep going
long after you think you can’t.

I’ve learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done
When it needs to be done
regardless of the consequences.
I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly,
but just don’t know how to show it.
I’ve learned that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.
I’ve learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to
doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

I’ve learned that no matter how good a friend is,
they’re going to hurt you every once in a while
and you must forgive them for that.
I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,
the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I’ve learned that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean that they don’t love each other.
And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.

I’ve learned that sometimes you have to put the individual
ahead of their actions.
I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing
and see something totally different.
I’ve learned that no matter the consequences,
those who are honest with themselves get farther in life.
I’ve learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours
by people who don’t even know you.
I’ve learned that even when you think you have no more to give,
when a friend cries out to you,
you will find the strength to help.

I’ve learned that writing, as well as talking,
can ease emotional pains.
I’ve learned that the people you care most about in life
are taken from you too soon.
I’ve learned that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice
and not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what you believe.
I’ve learned to love and be loved.
I’ve learned…

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To all Byters and readers I extend my best wishes for the coming year. 

Live long and prosper.

Otto



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