Words on a Wire, Friday edition.
Enjoy the weekend, bloodsuckers.
A list of interesting reading,
Blood-sucking monsters department: Fangs and ageing optional
Want to live forever? Suck on the blood of a young person immediately. Well okay, it’s a little more complicated than that, according to Wired, but then again, maybe not.
The prudent thing to do would be to wait for the scientists to duke it out and then see if the pill that lands at the other end of all the research and investment dollars actually does anything.
But we at GiantsAmongMen have never really been into ‘prudent’ as a concept.
* clicks on Shadow of the Vampire * (in our opinion, an under-rated film)
Fatherhood department: Smile more, and your kids will too.
It turns out that you having good mental health is good for your kids. Who knew?
This ABC piece ran around Fathers’ Day and makes some good points, if maybe obvious ones.
It’s kind of like in the safety instructions on a plane, when they say attach your own oxygen mask (so you don’t pass out), then try to help others.
But in your brain.
Actually, it’s exactly like that.
Terror Department: Finding a job at our age
This article from the LA Times shook me up. I’m a 53-year-old in the precarious business of journalism and media, which continues to shrink and spit out very good operators. It could be me at any moment, and then what?
I saw my father go from a huge job (and, for what it’s worth, all the stress involved in that) to working in a hardware shop, selling supplies to local builders. And you know what? I don’t think he was ever happier than those days, in his early sixties, talking shit with tradies.
But the journey from big time exec to there is going to knock most of us around, let’s be honest.
In fact, the only people who have it worse in the LA Times might be the German firefighters who recently fought a bushfire and found themselves facing a grenade attack from long-dead World War Two soldiers.
War, huh? What is it good for?
Styling Department: Dress well, and damn them all
An interesting piece here from Executive Style, arguing that it’s important for men of a certain age (read: 40s and above, according to the author) to dress for their age.
I mean, I guess, but what does that actually mean? I’m supposed to start wearing chinos and polo neck shirts? Golf slacks maybe? Loafers with tassles?
Shouldn’t we just dress for our personality? Dress in a way that’s true to us? OK, if a 60-year-old is wandering around in baggy cargo shorts, an Eminem singlet, bling and a backwards New Era cap, we might kind of give him looks but if he’s happy, does it matter? It’s like those clearly middle-aged guys who cruise down the street on oversized skateboards. Are they trying to look 20 years old or just fucking loving a small commuter element of their life? It might be the latter; at which point, go them, right?
Look, all I’m saying is I went to the footy with my ‘brother from another mother’ last night and he chose to dress like this (see photo, above) and he ROCKED IT OUT.
So you know, peace. Wear what makes you love you most.
and finally …
‘Stay out of trouble’ department: RoboCop returns to Detroit
Ever wondered what happened to Peter Weller, he of the scary eyes and the convincing robot movements in the classic dystopian future Detroit-based movie, RoboCop*?
Nah, me either, but it turns out his life after that movie has been pretty interesting. He became an art historian and is all about beauty now, returning to Detroit to lecture Motown on Renaissance art. I have been to the Motor City and would consider its art deco skyline to be truly beautiful, so just look out the window RoboHistorian. It’s all around you.
(* the original 1987 version, not eh 2014 remake. Seriously, which site do you think you’re reading here? 😉 )