Showing posts with label Michael Moorcock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Moorcock. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 December 2022

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 18-12-2022 —Michael Moorcock.

18th December, 2022: Michael Moorcock.





Yes: it’s official.

The BBC’s Doctor site has released video of Ncuti Gatwa’s 15th Doctor costume.



The overall look’s good.

But my first thought … ?

Was that the orange shirt was a bit loud.

Which is possibly a little hypocritical.

When I never said a word about Colin Baker’s outfit!


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Oh, Jude’s been over: fun, sandwiches and Oreos were had.

And — as you’ve possibly guessed by now — a video was made.


Hitting like — and subscribing — would be nice.

I’d like to see him getting to 220 subscribers!

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Oh, just in case snyone’s following me on @Mastodon.world?

I’ve posted a photo!


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Monday, 3 September 2018

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 3rd September, 2018.

3rd September, 2018.


Yes, it’s official: I actually managed to get myself a halfway decent night’s sleep, last night.

OK: I’d been up since four, yesterday.   And didn’t particularly want to get to bed late.

Who does!

The one thing it did do … ?

Is give me the opportunity to finish Michael Moorcock’s Behold the Man: a tale of a time traveller with a messiah complex who goes back in time to meet Jesus.

Only to find the historical Jesus … is a retarmentally chall … has extreme learning difficulties.   Mary is a … working girl married to a Joseph who’s not the minor noble some would have us believe.

The traveller ends up claiming the role of Messiah, himself: and ends up dying on the cross, himself, saying “It’s a lie, a lie,” as his last words.

His dead body ends up rotting away in a doctor’s house: with the news of the disappearing body starting rumours.

It’s a riveting read.

And bound to offend someone: if it hasn’t already.

It was published in the 1960s.

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Just as a quick thought?

A group of us — myself included — have been briefly discussing age discrimination on Twitter.


Which is something I try and follow.

I’m not, after all, getting any younger.

But I’m VERY aware there’s all sorts of discrimination doing the rounds.

At any rate?

I’ve got Radio Four’s Today programme on in the background.

Which announced today that a disabled golfer was suing his local council: for refusing to let him play on a council run golf course, without a letter from his doctor.

The council was Brentwood: my local council.

I’m somehow not surprised … 

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Sunday, 18 December 2016

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 18-12-2016

Hmmm … 

I’ve just had a quick look at the BBC’s News pages.

Communities Secretary, Sajid Javid has floated the idea that civil servants should swear an oath to uphold British values.

Hmmm … 

Right now?   Right now, I’m wondering which ones he’d include.

He speaks of democracy and freedom of speech.

But cynically think there’s plenty of others he wouldn’t include.

You know the ones.

Selling stuff to make HUGE amounts of cash: regardless of the damage the objects are doing.   The Opium Wars were basically a huge squabble launched when Imperial China refused to let the UK sell its citizens lots of opium.

Anti-semitisism and racism are others: there was a hell of a lot of support for Nazi Germany in Britain, before the war started.   And a lot of hate crime still being reported.

Oh, and anti-catholic sentiment: what on Earth is Bonfire Night all about?

British Values.

You have to love a wooly phrase … 

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Thursday, 2 September 2010

Elric and Emails: The Weird of the Local Newspaper

You know, you’re probably not going to be surprised if I tell you I’ve being doing something I’ve been getting notorious for, are you?

Are You … ?

I hope you not … !

At any rate, I think I can safely say that I’ve been happily emailing the Gazette, again!

Kaiju, Trevor, Kevin …?

Adrian … ?

Go on, tell me you’re surprised, go on, tell me!

Tell me, tell me, tell me … !

AHEM!!

Sorry!

But, at any rate, I’ve mailed them, again, after seeing a feature — in this week’s — about the cost of Essex County Council’s website.

Seems they give quite a bit of taxpayers dosh to Deloitte to handle that: and from what I’ve seen of the ECC site … ?

Not a lot’s on the metaphorical screen …

At any rate, here’s what I said, this time.

Dear Sir,


I’m writing after reading your about the cost of Essex County Council’s website.


And I’ve got to confess, I’m thinking that the IT needs of both our town — and county, by the sounds of things — are being badly served by both our Borough council and our county council.


As many reader’s may know, I’ve long encouraged other people to explore the possibilities open source software, and proprietary alternatives to Windows —things like Ubuntu and Mac OS X— can do for them.


Including the possibilities inherent of things like Flash, as mentioned by Mr Edwards.


Or, indeed, of applications like OpenOffice, possibly the best alternative to MS Office available: again, free of charge, much like other open source alternatives.


Now, on the basis of my enquiries of Essex County Council about the computers used by Essex Libraries, I’m guessing that the ECC have little or no experience of alternative software available to both professional or home users.


And on top of that … ?


Going by your interview with Mr Edwards, it also sounds — to me, at any rate — as if they’ve also wasted quite a lot of tax-payers money on a service that they’ve really not made use of.


Yours,


Here’s hoping that’s published. It only took a couple of weeks to print the one about the town centre … !

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Phew!

And boy, I’m glad THAT bit’s over!

If nothing else … ?

It means that — either after finishing this post, or tomorrow at some point — I’m going to be writing an email to a certain Mr Pickles.

In regards to the wheel clamping.

Tell you in the morning … !

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Now, I’m imagining that you’re wondering about the rest of the pictures I’ve put up, aren’t you … ?

I’ll be honest, it’s because I’ve finally done something I feel I should have done years ago.

At least, something I meant to do, many years ago, when I’d work out a little something.

That something … ?

Was the correct order to read the various shades of short story by Michæl Moorcock that make up the life, times and doom …

Of the chap in the last picture.

The last of the Bright Emperors. The albino sorcerer-king. The White Wolf, himself.

The by now iconic character that is …


And, barring a few other works, I know of fantasy characters, I know of little else like Elric.

Hmmm …

Let me rephrase that: I know of few other’s before Elric quite like what Moorcock wrote of him.

Now don’t go getting me wrong.

I’ve read enough of Michæl Moorcock’s work in my time — mostly within the Oswald Bastable and Corum sequences — to know I’d like what I’d read.

But the keynote Elric stuff … ?

Most of Moorcock’s Elric novel’s I’d kept well away from.

Mostly because there seemed to be quite a lot of it: and none of it in any particular chronological order.

But I recently managed to dig up the book of the same name: Elric, by Michæl Moorcock. Basically, the nine or so core short stories that make up the basic structure o Elric’s life, and published in the UK by Gollancz, back in 2001, as part of their Fantasy Masterworks series.

I’m glad they did that.

I really am.

Because it gave me, at least, the chance to catch up.

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Now, these stories have been summed up a lot better than I could ever achieve.

But the tragic anti-hero, hating and loving the sword he uses to kill and which provides him with the strength he needs to stay alive has influenced — however subtly — a good deal of what was to follow.

I’m half convinced that Peter Jackson, in his film version of Lord of the Rings must have read Elric and passed that on to Elijah Wood. Allowing Wood to present Frodo as hopelessly addicted to the Ring.

And I’m certain that Games Workshop, in their Warhammer universe owe Moorcock quite a bit!

If not royalties, then certainly a VERY polite thank you.

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Which really boils down, ultimately, to one thing.

I’ve taken Elric back to Brentwood Library.

Go get … !