31 December 2009

Social Medialess January

Train


In Finland it is somewhat traditional to not drink alcohol in January. Well, we say we don’t drink but when the month is in its halfway mark, I am relatively sure that less people are standing behind this particular New Year’s resolution. Still, after the indulgence of the holiday season, at least theoretically, January serves as a cleansing exercise. It’s kind of what Catholics do for lent except its lack of element of competition but initially increased sense of self-loathing which very soon fades away. It’s My theory that the many failures to keep this promise can be attributed to this phenomenon of the only reason for self-policing being so easily forgotten; at times even changing into the driving force to not to keep the promise.

Since there’s over a year from my last drop of any alcohol and even before that I was hardly your wino in the park, I have decided to do my own brand of cleansing exercise: Social Medialess January.

I am no purist and there may be a few social media tools I’ll have to use, so to be absolutely clear there won’t be any Twittering or Facebooking for me in January 2010. I’ll turn off all the notifications to my email and should you try to contact me I won’t be available through these means of communication – email me. I will, of course, keep on checking my emails. I might upload a few photos to Flickr and update a blog or two at times, but the two main offenders are out of question.

So there. Happy 2010 – the magical year of football and many other good things to come. I’ll see you lot a little later then.

End of this one

It is not just the end of the year, but the end of the decade. And my gosh, I haven’t prepared a speech, not to even mention a list of my favourite albums, books or conspiracy theories of the decade. What a disgrace for a blogger, especially when it has been decade of abundance with regards to the conspiracies.

So many things should be mentioned to do justice to all this, but the past ten years gave us the Peep Show, Akala’s It’s Not A Rumour, Dizzee Rascal’s Boy I Da Corner and what else genii. I wanted to link a few things that for me are appropriate way to say farewell to the decade that pretty much was my twenties.



2010’s going to be a big one. No joke.

6 December 2009

Independence Day

We went to the Finnish Embassy here in Cape Town the other day, on Friday to be specific, for the independence day celebrations. The actual day is only today, but regardless we had a very nice time. Nice food, swim and sauna. There was also Finnish music and even the old version of the classic Tuntematon Sotilas (Unknown Soldier) film. Three full on entertainment hours of black and white war story. It got me thinking first that it’s so long that I saw it last time, and immediately after, why did I see such a brutal violent traumatic film at such a young age? At school. And it was compulsory. It must have been a different zeitgeist.

I am not complaining about the film. Maybe I should revisit it actually. Watching films like this, and holding onto any other kind of signifiers of the land of my peoples is typically the thing you do to stay connected. Sometimes it's nice, although I do have other less obvious films and music to do that already.

The Embassy itself is posh. It is very grand indeed. It’s up towards the hill and overlooks the city. The view to the mountain, ocean and the skyline shaped by all the tall buildings is one of those Cape Town things. I never do this, but I actually, due to the lack of any proper equipment, took a photo with my phone. Or rather, I took a few photos and merged them into a small panorama just to give you an idea.








But nice afternoon with the Finns. Always nice to go and have a proper sauna and all in all good energy all around. It also reminded me, of course, that besides the language and certain cultural characteristics I share almost nothing with my fellow Finns, but the nice thing is that us Finns don’t care about that and even if we do, we’d never say it out loud. Difference doesn’t make things bad; only more interesting.