The century of the self

I enjoy watching documentaries, I prefer the factual programs to soaps, dramas, silly movies and reality TV.  I find it educational intellectual entertainment.  I came across The Century of the Self completely by chance.  It is a four part documentary by Adam Curtis.  In his own words the series is “about how those in power have used Freud’s theories to try and control the dangerous crowd in an age of mass democracy”.

I have always known that the media, politics and business do not just happen to market their ideas and products but they actively try to control what we think so we buy, vote or believe more of what they have.   The documentary shows how this came to be, and how Freud’s ideas and theories were interpreted and used to manipulate the crowds.

Reminds me of the Arabic phrase “waraya ya kherfan” translation; “behind me you sheep”.

Watch the series on Google video. 

You gotta be …

This is an old song (came out in the 90s) by Des’ree which has this upbeat, “life is good” feel to it. Please enjoy.

Women Inventors

I don’t usually link to interesting blog posts, but usually just share them in the interesting links, but this one is worth mentioning.  This article lists lots of women inventors.

Mahna Mahna

Totally useless and makes no sense, but then again some things in life should just be funny and make you smile.

I am grateful and thankful

I realized that 90% of my life is in the virtual world. My job is in another country hundreds of miles away, so are my friends and my family. I live for email, sms and other forms of electronic communication. I feel happy when I see that my inbox is not empty and get depressed when I hit the refresh button and it stares me in the face “0 new messages”. I check my mobile phone a hundred times a day to make sure that I have not missed calls or messages. It is sad isn’t it? But then I think again, what if I were in a country all alone and had none of these forms of communication and realize I am grateful. I am thankful that I can call my family using Skype, that I can chat for hours with my mum on Google Talk and not worry about a phone bill, that I have a job that is flexible enough for me to be able to work in a different country and time zone. I miss my tribe, I miss everyone terribly, I miss the little things, the nonsense, the silly outings, the morning coffee break with my friends at work, the annoying inability to park anywhere near work and having to walk 10 minutes from my car to the office, I miss being able to drive, I miss my best friend of 10 years who also happened to work in the cubicle next to me, I miss my sister; who by complete chance used to work in a different company but in the same building. I miss my mother waking me up at dawn to pray and then to share a morning nescafe in bed to talk and gossip and laugh loudly until my sister woke up and got mad at us for being so loud. I miss the fact that I am pregnant and all the people that I wanted to share it with are so far away. I miss the fact that the grocery nearest to the house not only knew me by name but also knew my entire family too. I hate the fact that I know when the home phone rings it is never for me, I hate the fact that I can’t jump into my car and drive fast enough an leave any worries on the tarmac behind me. And then I think again, I am grateful and thankful for family and friends who even though I am so far away still care and love me, who find the time in their busy schedules to make sure I am ok, for the long distance phone calls that make my day most wonderful, for the tidbits of gossip that still make me feel a part of their lives, for calling me when they need to share news, or laugh or even (God forbid) cry. I am grateful for the little girl on the way who has no idea that waiting for her is the sweetest thing on earth, and that Mummy and Daddy really can’t wait to see her, hold her and spoil her rotten.

I apologize for being so personal and sad in this post, but I guess I needed to let off some steam.