My Dry Year: September

OK, so August is over, and the Black Dog Institute will be up, if my calculations are correct, about $125 or so for five nights off the wagon.

What? What am I on about?

Oh yeah. Until July 2012 I am operating under Dry July Golden Ticket rules, meaning that I don't drink unless I (or someone else of a charitable nature, of course) hand over a minimum of $25 to the nominated charity (or non-profit) of the month.

So now it's the end of August and it's time to nominate a new cause.

For this month of September I shall be handing over my drinking money to...

Skepticamp Melbourne

Melbourne's Skepticamp will be taking place on 22nd October 2011, and to make the event a zinger, it does need a few donations. Skepticamp Australia is a non-incorporated group operating as a non-profit, so I think it applies. Complaints to the comments area. Donations to paypal using the email "skepticamp@melbourneskeptics.com.au". 

And remember, you don't have to donate merely in order that I may drink. You can donate anyway. Same goes for the Black Dog Institute and any of the groups I nominate over the year.

I have no idea who will get donations for October, but given that its a month that has my birthday and the Skepticamp Melbourne event in it, the total might be a half decent wedge of cash in the offfing. Suggestions are welcome.

The Len Ganley Stance

Len Ganley died on the 28th August.

Given the Half Man Half Biscuit connection, I had to do a version of the song.

And before the requests for chords come in, the original is in C, my version is done two steps up in D by putting the capo at fr5. The chord shapes you then play are:

A, flavoured with Asus4 (by adding fr3 on the B string)

E, flavoured with E6 (by adding fr2 on the B string)

repeat.

Then the chorus (no, no, no, no) has an E (playing a barred B shape with capo at fr5) 

Lyrics can be found via Chris Rand's excellent site.

This is not the canonical way of playing the song as per the original recording, rather it's the way I arranged the song so I could get the video out quickly.

The recording has, obviously, my Cherry Epiphone SG, also my Jazz Bass and aNueNue Banjulele, and was recorded in an ad-hoc manner on a single condenser mic picking up the guitar amp (actually a bass amp) and the main vocal, then the backing vox were added, then the bass track was recorded direct into the desk and compressed hard, then finally the banjulele to brighten the upper range a bit. Tweaking in the multitrack was kept minimal, aside from dodging the "come on boys and girls" bits into more pleasing spots and compressing/normalizing the tracks a bit. Overall about an hour was spent learning, recording and fixing.

Len Ganley's family requested donations to the Paul Hunter Foundation, and who am I to argue?

Got fallacious reasoning? Write to the telegraph!

I often sit down to lunch with Sydney's Daily Telegraph, a tabloid Newscorp paper with a reputation for populist right-wing mania, and digest the letters page.

It's OK, don't worry. I haven't gone over to the dark side. As you should know if you've ever read my blog, I merely do this to find material worthy of mockery.

Do I ever find material worthy of mockery?

Why yes, I do.

I generally shoot it out on my twitter stream with a pithy comment and a shot of the offending letter. Usually, I get five or six decent tweets from a day's worth of lunacy, and usually they're quite straightforward to mock. Today there's one that might need a slightly more nuanced response.

 

 Monique has some problems in reasoning here. While, as a cat owner myself, I do sympathise with Monique over the loss of her cat, it's no excuse for the kind of sloppy thinking placed on public display here.

The letter is, of course, a nice example of hasty generalisation, with the last sentence "wake up dog owners.". Laying the lack of punctuation aside, this is a move from the specific to the general, taking as it does the example of two dogs killing a family cat and expanding that to make a call to dog owners in general. I'm sure there are plenty of chihuahua owners out there even now racing to the pet shop for a muzzle so that little Fifikins doesn't savagely eviscerate next door's Tiddles.

I'm both a cat owner and a dog owner. I'm quite aware that dogs are capable of killing other animals, and even gentle family pets are quite capable of treating a cat, rabbit or guinea pig as just another squeaky toy, but that certainly doesn't mean that all dogs are some kind of menace.

I'm also fully aware that domestic cats are one of Australia's more voracious predators, and can take a heavy toll on native wildlife, and are themselves small, furry, fanged-and-clawed murdering machines who are as capable of biting the head off next door's pet hamster as they are of stealing a cooked chicken from their kitchen bench*. Still not valid.

This sort of faulty generalisation is unfortunately common in the lesser-spotted telegraph reader. Often it's generalising from one Labor supporter to the entire party, or from one climate scientist to an entire field of science. It's always glaringly obvious, though.

The second problem is the appeal to emotion inherent in an appeal to "think of the children". In this case, implying that because two dogs managed to kill a cat, that they were also therefore a danger to humans, specifically kids. It doesn't follow, and it merely muddies the argument to throw it in. Again, dogs do attack humans on occasion, but this is still no excuse for overgeneralisation. The fact that a dog has attacked a cat may imply that they're poorly trained and capable of attacking humans. Or it may not. Dogs are almost all equipped to injure a human, but only rarely do they actually do so. There are published statistics, if you want the nitty-gritty.

Overall, I'm not even sure why Monique is bothering to write. It can't be a call for regulation, because we already have quite strict rules and mechanisms in place to handle dangerous dogs. You've lost your cat. You probably have a path to recourse. What the hell are you doing writing to the telegraph? Are you not getting enough attention at home or something?

Anyway, this is why I spend a significant portion of my lunchbreak mocking the intellectually-mired readership of the Daily Telegraph. Most of the time it's funnier than this. Sorry.

 

* The cooked chicken incident is one I'm still particularly proud of. Well done, Heisenberg.

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