Scale is the site that has the real one you control yourself. This is just a video. Each picture has explanatory text with it. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

Another game goes on line Mars War

Mars War is a MMOfps game set on a mars being fought over by two factions. The alliance and the federation fight for outposts. Frankly I found it very hard to connect to the actual gameplay. Even when I did there are only two complete scenarios. Bit boring all together. I prefer Quake for those of you with long memories. Heres the vid:

Old and New


And where is the guides apartment?

And Now:

gallery of avatars

see who you can spot

Zombi, Loading Youtube and my DD

From Shaun’s Blog

The youtube vids I put up yesterday! OMG ….loading …loading

it is so frustrating! Well, dear listeners / watchers / readers its all about

C O L L A B O R A T I O N!

So Mr Chad Hurley, founder of Youtube Listen Up!

We Have The Leader Of The Pack : Shaun Web Keaveney, Our Leader, we have LA Matt who does stuff, we mave moi with the odd skill AND The Most Important Lot  is YOU LOT! You faithful friends with lives, with kids and WHO SHARE! So Lads and Lassies, from Ravens Kiss Productions I Give You:

Loading Youtube

Starring : Shaun W Keaveny

C0-Starring LA Matt

FEATURING : Ken’s 2 year old son known as “Yankee Mimic” (?)

Produced by : RavensKiss (dot) org

Directed by Philip Finlay-Bryan

No Dragon was harmed in the making of this movie. Dragons were supervised and handled under the supervision of the N.S.P.C.D.

©DublinWebSummit 2010 No item may be reproduced unless you promise to be a good person and make the world a better place. We Will Know if you don’t!

Here it is on Youtube wonder if it will load ok?

Zombis, Please Do not be scared. If kids are watching this get mummy or daddy to watch it with you. There is no sound at the beginning. The sound is pretty crap all the way through. What did you expect Michael Jackson?

But OMG can the BBC make videos “Daytime” Nighttime great game and so easy. Its all a bit British so soory

Animals say the funniest things

So Darling Daughter (aged 17) popped in after school (she lives with her mum but spends week ends and most spare minutes with her Dad -*smile*-) as she had to show me her Flash Site shes working on; Here it i, please drag the pages over like a real book, I got told off for clicking on them :
Free websitePowered By

Then it was Dad Dad Dad You gotta watch these videos… Here are my three favs, one from the Beeb of course

and the other from a young lad from london who said “How the F***K did I know it would go viral?” 2.4 million hits and he uses the F word so parental discretion advised: I havent put it here as despite 2.4 million people thinking its great you lot are a bit prissy and you are New Worlders who never say Fuck in any of your movies…

And A Very Scary Video Did This Happen To You? The Answer Is Simple

Dublin Web Summit

Um I sorta thought I would take a bit of Action to publises Moi and BM. There was a conference to which I was invited. A few of the Big Boys were going to be keynoting. Chad Hurley, Jack Dorsey Nicklas Zennstrom, The Founders : Twitter, Skype and Youtube. I couldn’t go because I was broke I asked our local county enterprise board for 200 euros they said they were broke. (How they spent 3.3 million Euros in 24 hours beats me) So I thought I would go up and cause a bit of Mayhem. is their site I thought I would get their attention so I bought and then I regestered DublinWebSummit as a business name with the Companies Registration Office in Dublin. It appears I am DublinWebSummit. So I thought they would be a bit polite. I had my marketing manager with me Declan “Spoons” Walshin a top hat, me in my suit with my Brunel Tie and a big sign saying “Dublin Web Summit is Using 20th Century Technology, (It wasn’t like Our conference in onLand theirs was so yesterday. Brian Cowen (Our Irish PM) and my local TD, Brian Cowen is a BIFFO which is what they call people from Offaly : Big Ignorant Fuckers From Offaly and Offaly County Enterprise Board are Morons and Rules. Thats where I live in Offaly, its the largest and oldest recorded Peat Bog in Ireland. Records start at 200 AD. So of we went. Im not daft so on the way I reported to the local cop shop and told them I was doing a demo. We had a chat, nothing offensive Sir? Nope! Ok Its Your Right! Off we went! : My In my Bright Yellow Flourescent Garda Jacket with on the back and Declan in his top hat. (He plays the spoons Very Very well (been featured on Youtube (Declan Walsh Entertains 2000 hits)) Heres The Press Release:

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I went in and asked if they could make an exception for a Poor Disabled Reporter (I have my own registered newspaper) who was a Microsoft Partner, Bizspark start up and over 60. And an Entrepreneur running 80 domains and that officially I was DublinWebSummit. They said No. Declan started playing the spoons and I started giving out 500 leaflets I had printed while doing a bit of a Jig :

Heres The Leaflet:

I had 300 of my business cards which me Helena and Patrick had spent hours writing on the back. So we started our Demo. Serendipitously RTÉ our National Television station were just Leaving and they fimed us. Ha! About 30 minutes later the cops turned up in a big van with blue lights flashing. They nodded to me and I waved and they marched inside to talk with the organisers. Ten minutes later they came out I asked if everything was ok? They said “Carry On Sir” and saluted. hehehehe. Oh the day before I got into more trouble!


at 8.30 am this morning I placed my business card measuring 8.5cms x 5cms with “Bog of Allen” written on it. I Placed the card in a Cars door sill so that it would not blow away and litter. I told the person in reception that I had Done This. She said ok and can I have one.  At 11.54 am I received a phone call purporting to be  from the council 05793 46800 (They Masked Their ID) that I am to be prosecuted AND Fined  for littering.  My Response : See You In Court. Come visit me in MountJoy as I Wiil not pay!  I spent months, mostly without pay authoring Their Web site (link here in the Internet Archive)  in March 2000 to April 2001 If You look at the source code

meta name=”Author”


philp finlay-bryan Typical BIFFO!

Response : I passed a skip grabbed suitable materials and made a big sign the text reads :Official Offaly County Council say is (in very very small letters)to Be FINE (in very very small letter)  D (in very very smal letters ) For Littering. I paraded up and down from 4.30pm to 6pm.


That night I thought Oh they will think Im a cybersquatter and I hate Cybersqutters so I thought I better put together a DublinWebSummit Business plan so I did a bit of the old cogitating and made this!

The next day I went back for the last session, dressed smart casual and asked nicely if I could stand at the back. The chap was less than polite. I tried to pick up a brochure and he screamed “CALL SECURITY” and a woman at the back picked up the phone and demanded Security. I left. Well I hung out for a bit had a few chats. One guy said he only found the place because someone had put my pic on Twitter.

Got Home! They had cut off my Internet because I hadn’t payed my bill. Oh Merde! And I had 20 euros to my name! I needed 248 euros because I was in arrears too. See? I told you I was poor, anyway buying a domain name is far more important than having an Internet connection!….Oh, oops, um something wrong with that sentence…. I did tell you I was mad….? Si i wandered into town and waited for a Prod From God. I looked cool, rich and I was wearing Sunglasses. Hello O2 my mobiles O2. Hmmm wi fi modem! Ok blah blah blah lalala “Well Philip we can do you a six month contract for 59 euros (I only had 20) a years contract for 29 euros (shit) 0r a free one with an 18 month contract. ” Ha! Sorted! Except theres a 15 gig a month limit. I’ve alredy used 4 gigs in 14 hours.😦
Anyway I ended up making this My DublinWebSummit / Blue Mars Business Plan:

I got and the overview site is : or its on Youtube but my site is prettier and bigger


Of course if they had let me in I would have asked a question I sorta ask “questions” so I can give a speech……

Hi Everybody!Philipm from Bog Of Allen dot com (one day people will say “Hi Dr. Phil”) . Anyone got a camera phone, an Internet connection and a Youtube account? I have,  someone else film this please and put it on Youtube. Anyone got a Laptop a webcam and Skype? Ok we can stream this live over the net to at least 1 person. Ok. People say Twitter is inane people just talk about their pets and what they had for breakfast. Heres my Tweet. Oh Ladies? Could you write this down? I would ask a man to do it but it involves Thinking Writing and Listening and we all know men can’t multi task (And still get paid 40% more than you!) Anyway my Tweet:

My Cat Eats Toast Freud Loved Cats and Cocaine Merchant Bankers Rule on drug money BeKool dot net with a k #craic #crs

OK? My Cat (my pet) eats Toast,  Toast is really important. When the first black proto human (OMG we are descended from Blacks? Thats worse than being descended from monkeys) was on the African savannah and a lightening bolt set the place on fire he said “Great, Now I can make Toast!” Freud a buzz word – hey guys remember when you were a kid and you saw your mum in a bra and felt stirrings? Oh scary stuff. Freud loved cats he said “Time spent with Cats is never wasted. ” When he discovered Cocaine he thought he had found the answer to all humankinds problems (some people still do) until his best mate OD ed on the Stuff.  Merchant Bankers Rule on Drug Money who bailed out the banks to the tune of over 300 million dollars in cash? Coke dealers laundering their drug money. Be Kool dot net with a k advertises my web site. #craic in Irish,  a bit of craic, any craic means FUN! I spelt it for them in case there were coke users in the audience (crack cocaine) and finally #crs = cockney rhyming slang Merchant Bankers = Wankers.  Wankers Rule ! thanks Be Happy

Sham I never got to deliver it……oh OnlyOwls dot com is really Kool. I might not be around much bandwidth / bills stuff but Ill go busking with Declan earn a few bob… ty


Please Note : This post is part of an academic research paper in progress

It will be published in There are comments divided into social and a brief description of the technology used, where appropriate. Flat Facts ( a term coined in the movie AI) are taken from Wikipedia

Of relevance is that while at Brunel as an undergraduate I became good friends with the leader of the feminist movement. She was gay and, as far as I know, I was her only straight male friend. I wish I still had the photo of her holding a four pack of beer leaning back against my motorbike, smiling.. It’s in here … (Philip taps his head)

A Day In The Life of a Female Avatar in Blue Mars.

She arrives at work still dressed in her bunny costume, straight from the all night party she had been attending. She plays the company vid with the sound down (hangover) to orient herself. She had a presentation to give. She changed into her working clothes and did the presentation. Then back home to change. She had to practice her Golf which she sucked at. Bowling was her game, being a working class Londoner. Then off to swim and play with her pet mantas. She was feeling pretty good. She wanted to dance. She loved to dance so a quick change and off to her favourite disco. No one would be there but the management had told her “Anytime Bitchy, you are a Blue Mars Supastar”. She danced till the sun went down. Then bed I guess… or it was Halloween soon….

Social Comment: Bitchy , I believe, is mirroring the life style of a 20 something , intelligent, female, budding exec.

Technology and social analysis : The features in Blue Mars are wide and varied. We now have onland a business world. We have games which can be seen as a bridge between the social and business. Golf represents the middle and upper classes while bowling is more a working class pursuit. I grew up in a working class environment in London in the 1950s to 1970s . Class existed then, it still exists now.

The Evolution of Bitchy

I have been fascinated and intrigued by Artificial Intelligence since studying Psychology for my Batchelor of  Science degree at Brunel University U.K. in the first half of the 1980s. While assisting with the development of public access national networked touch screen computer systems, I undertook a side project evaluating Expert Systems.

Flat Fact :

An expert system is software that attempts to provide an answer to a problem, or clarify uncertainties where normally one or more human experts would need to be consulted. Expert systems are most common in a specific problem domain, and is a traditional application and/or subfield of artificial intelligence. A wide variety of methods can be used to simulate the performance of the expert however common to most or all are 1) the creation of a knowledge base which uses some knowledge representation formalism to capture the Subject Matter Expert‘s (SME) knowledge and 2) a process of gathering that knowledge from the SME and codifying it according to the formalism, which is called knowledge engineering. Expert systems may or may not have learning components but a third common element is that once the system is developed it is proven by being placed in the same real world problem solving situation as the human SME, typically as an aid to human workers or a supplement to some information system.

Expert systems were introduced by researchers in the Stanford Heuristic Programming Project, Edward Feigenbaum, PI, with the Dendral and Mycin systems. Principal contributors to the technology were Bruce Buchanan, Edward Shortliffe, Randall Davis, William vanMelle, Carli Scott, and others at Stanford. Expert systems were among the first truly successful forms of AI software. [1][2][3][4][5][6] The topic of expert systems has many points of contact with general systems theory, operations research, business process reengineering and various topics in applied mathematics and management science.

I evaluated the latest software and wrote a report. I also sat in on post-graduate classes on AI run by Dr Heinz Wolfe, an expert in pattern recognition whereby a program, through visual sensing of facial recognition , could respond to a persons mood accurately and appropriately. Exciting, cutting edge stuff in 1986. since then I have continued my research.

A Quantum Leap


Why did Steven Spielberg and Stanley Kubrick want Spielberg to direct Kubrick’s A.I., the fable of a robot who wants a human mother’s love? Imagine the personals ad Kubrick might have taken out:

“YOU LIKE: sweetness & light, plucky kids, happy endings, ‘When You Wish Upon a Star.’ i like: a hope-free environment, leering homicidal teens, pitilessly ambiguous Gotterdammerungen, icy Gyorgi Ligeti melodies written ‘as a dagger in Stalin’s heart.’ let’s meet for a movie!”

Maybe they had a mutual case of genius envy. Kubrick needed Spielberg’s speed. Ever since 2001’s success freed him to do almost anything he wanted, Kubrick yearned to make a blockbuster as big as The Godfather or Star Wars or E.T. But he couldn’t, because he enslaved himself with research. “I usually take about a year [developing a film],” he said in 1968. “In a year, if you keep thinking about it, you can pretty well exhaust the major lines of play, if you want to put it in chess terminology. Then as you’re making the film, you can respond to the spontaneity of what’s happening with the resources of all the analysis you’ve done.”

After 1971, Kubrick’s spontaneity expired (if not his genius). He spent decades mulling movies more than making them. Most of what he actually shot was over-thought, emotionally parched. Spielberg once (according to critic Michael Sragow) compared watching Barry Lyndon to “walking through the Louvre without lunch.” Kubrick was all about making marmoreal masterworks, not pleasing mortals with morsels of wish-fulfillment fantasy.

But surely he knew, as the real 2001 approached, that he wouldn’t live long enough to fulfill his own fantasy: an A.I. movie starring real robots instead of actors (most of whom he treated like robots). And a child actor would age visibly during a year-long Kubrick shoot. He hoped Spielberg might whip up a computer-generated boy for the lead, or at least do his famous fast magic with a live child actor.

So what’s in it for Spielberg, in making a Kubrick movie? Perhaps to “eat at the grownups’ table,” as Woody Allen put it–to join the highbrow pantheon. Spielberg makes filmmaking look too easy, and makes too much easy money. We’ve all spent wild nights with his flying bikes and leaping lizards, but not everybody respects him in the morning. Many say Schindler’s List is sui generis and Private Ryan simplistically jingoistic; his serious-issue movies The Color Purple and Amistad suck dead eggs. But when he dares to swap DNA with uber-director Kubrick, you’ve got to give him credit.

There could be deeper motives. Biographical critics Joseph McBride and Henry Sheehan trace a strain of father fear in Spielberg’s movies, and the father figures he seems fondest of are akin to movie moguls: Attenborough the proprietor of Jurassic Park, Schindler the factory “Direktor,” and in A.I., William Hurt as Professor Hobby, the entrepreneurial inventor of the robot boy David. (Professor Hobby is far kinder than David’s adoptive dad, played by Sam Robards.) The company Kubrick formed to produce Aryan Papers, the Holocaust movie he scuttled after Schindler’s List hit, was called Hobby Films. How better to honor a cinematic daddy than to finish his film in his style with a character named Hobby? What better way to transcend the anxiety of influence than to blend pastiche with one’s own stylistic voice?

Anyhow, now it’s finished: A.I., a film (as one producer put it) by “Stevely Kuberg.” It’s like no other movie, because it’s so much like so many other movies. In one brilliant scene, the robots scavenge spare parts for themselves from a dump of less fortunate fellow robots: a new jaw here, a forearm there. The parts fit together jaggedly, but the crude welds enable the robots to function. That’s the way A.I. is built: not just Spielberg’s style mashed into Kubrick’s, but characters and stories and particular shots from multitudinous movies (especially Kubrick’s), all stuck together at odd angles. It’s weird, but it works.

The primary source of A.I. is Brian Aldiss’s “Supertoys Last All Summer Long,” and two of his other very short stories about David, the robot with the mommy problem. Kubrick jammed David’s story together with the story of Pinocchio. This misses the point of Aldiss’s tale: Pinocchio wants to earn the right to be real, but David the robot doesn’t get it that he’s not a real boy. In the film, David (portrayed with sensitive precision by the eeriest boy actor on earth, Haley Joel Osment) has a more primal urge: to make Mommy (the generically cute Frances O’Connor) love him, no matter what it takes.

When David enters his human Mommy and Daddy’s house, he’s backlit to look like the tall, spindly extraterrestrials in Close Encounters. Then he’s revealed to be an almost perfect replica of a human: a bit shiny-faced and stiff, but convincing, even by the standards of the day (the usual futuristic post-apocalyptic Earth, whose advanced gizmo science produces what Kubrick used to call a “mechanarchy”). At first, sitting at dinner, shot from above through a circular lamp that echoes the War Room in Dr. Strangelove, David seems remote. When he emits a barking laugh and points at the strand of spaghetti dangling from Mommy’s chin, and then Mommy and Daddy laugh, it’s hard to say whose laugh is more mechanical.

After Mommy imprints herself on David according to the owner’s manual, however, his face melts into beatific rapture. Osment does a good job of conveying love at first sight. David hugs Mommy. Later, he’s shot from below, with a lamp granting him a halo, like the one that gives Strangelove a nimbus when doomsday arrives. David gets his halo when he becomes aware of death: “Mommy, will you die?”

It’s creepy, because of course Mommy doesn’t love David–he’s just a substitute for her real son, Martin (Jake Thomas), who must remain comatose for years until science can revive him. (The lad is stashed in a bubble bed like the ones astronauts hibernate in 2001.) At last, Martin is defrosted and comes home. It’s bad for David, an echo of the displacement of Alex by Joe the Lodger in A Clockwork Orange. The convincingly bratty Martin taunts David, a cold, Kubrickian echo of the domestic comedy of Spielberg’s enchanted suburbia.

Two scenes of mythic impact ensue. Martin tricks David into snipping a lock of Mommy’s hair as she makes like Sleeping Beauty one night; Mommy makes excuses for him. But at a pool party soon after, the real boys threaten David, who clutches Martin, begs, “Keep me safe!” and falls with him into the pool. Martin requires CPR after being fished out, and as he’s receiving it, the camera pans back from David, infinitely disconsolate on the pool bottom. He recedes, like the cast-off astronaut drifting into space in 2001 (the one who doesn’t get to be reborn as the Star Child).

David recedes yet again later in the film–in Mommy’s rearview mirror when she abandons him in the woods. This is palpable horror. It’s not a standard Spielberg kiddie-peril scene, though, because one uneasily identifies with the mom’s predicament–at least she didn’t send him back to the factory to be destroyed–and David’s monomania has begun to alienate our affections just a bit.

Into the woods goes David. He glimpses those scavenging robots–a folksy lot, like hobos in a 1930s Warner flick, though their busted-upness mainly alludes to the wooden boys hacked up by wicked Stromboli in Pinocchio. He meets his rakish new pal, Gigolo Joe (Jude Law), a robot with hair like a Bob’s Big Boy statue, built for sex with lonely human women.

Law breathes life into a clammy mise en scene–you’ll miss him when he goes. Spielberg made him nicer than Kubrick would’ve done, but it’s no sellout. It simply buries the weirdness deeper. Joe tries to tell David that his mommy doesn’t love him any more than Joe’s dates love him, but David won’t listen.

When Joe laments of his creators, “They made us too smart, too quick and too many,” he’s echoing Coppola’s quote about how his crew making Apocalypse Now had “too much money, too much equipment, and little by little we went insane.” The idea is to critique techno-culture, but the point is muddled, and the film’s heart isn’t really in it whenever it sounds the danger: technology alarm. Ominously, the woods are lit up by a false moon–an aircraft that hunts robots for the Flesh Fair, a demolition derby where humans take out their frustrations by burning and hacking up robots. The moon is a cruel parody of the kindly moon in E.T. But whereas abandonment by Mommy registers emotionally, violence against robots just doesn’t.

It’s a relief when Joe leads David to Rouge City, a sci-fi update of Pinocchio’s Pleasure Island, with big bridges shaped like women’s gaping mouths, to evoke the Korova Milk Bar in A Clockwork Orange (which was much scarier). Rouge City is a letdown: It’s Blade Runner; it’s Judge Dredd’s town; we’ve seen it all before. Its plot function is to give David the Pinocchio prediction that a Blue Fairy will make him a real boy.

David heists an amphibicopter and buzzes off with Joe to Manhattan, flooded up to the Statue of Liberty’s torch (a nod to Planet of the Apes). He meets his maker, Professor Hobby (a nod to Rutger Hauer’s scene with his maker in Blade Runner), confronts the existence of other Davids and has an existential tantrum. Here’s where Kubrick would nastily stress that David has become a real boy in the sense that now he kills robots too; Spielberg makes it a friendlier reunion, just as he changed Michael Crichton’s sinister dinosaur-park entrepreneur to a jolly man in Jurassic Park. Either way, as a Kubrickian snarl or a Spielbergian coo, the scene would come off as abstract and unaffecting.

Arbitrarily, Hobby leaves David alone a minute, and soon we see him leap from a skyscraper (Radio City) into Manhattan’s briny abyss. This is formally a quote from Pinocchio’s dives to escape Pleasure Island and rescue his father at the bottom of the sea, but it has no resonance, because it’s not really part of an intelligible narrative movement. There is no sense of escape; it’s a slow fall, not scary at all. The whole movie is by this point as drifty as seaweed in a lulling current. David’s bed at home resembles Monstro, the whale that imprisons Pinocchio, and yet it’s snug and inviting. What does this mean? Plainly, this movie doesn’t work at the level of straightforward causality. It’s a troubling dream.

A.I. has two endings involving the Blue Fairy, and I guess I shouldn’t reveal either. Suffice it to say that the one Kubrick probably would have stopped with is clearly superior, colder, mysterious without being muddled. The second, Spielbergian ending is fuzzier, more redemptive and alludes to the cosmic ending of 2001 and Kubrick’s cuddly aliens and snug family feelings.

A.I. ends with a whimper (or two), but I got a huge bang out of it. It’s full of stunning images: sad, disintegrating faces, a robot boy’s strangely shining eyes, lively artifacts of humanized technology. Although it’s in an utterly different key, the blend of sensibilities is not an adulteration but an improving alchemy. A.I. effectively combines the moody indeterminacy of Kubrick, especially the Kubrick of 2001, and the addiction to happily-ever-aftering of Spielberg. There’s also the merest flavor of what William Everson once called “one of the screen’s supreme moments of horror”–the scene in Pinocchio where the boy, in midtransformation into a donkey, shrieks, “Mama!” until he’s deprived of human speech and his mama can’t hear him anymore. When you’re not a real boy, no one can hear you scream.

Tim Appelo, former video critic of Entertainment Weekly, has written cultural criticism for the Los Angeles Times, the Washington Post and the New York Times.

I blogged about this:

Social Comment: Forever Young is a video explaining much. It also mirrors the social divide, it is a street video. Again it is about Class: In the original video Jay Z says smoke some weed, drink some wine. In the official video “weed” , marijuana has been removed.

Flat Fact: In 2005 the cost of alcohol dependence and abuse was estimated to cost the USA economy approximately 220 billion dollars per year, more than cancer and …. The number picked up by paramedics rose by 32% between 2002 and 2007, with 36 children a day taken to hospital because of alcohol abuse. … In countries such as Ireland, the UK and Denmark, what is termed “binge” drinking is common. This refers to reserving drinking alcohol for a few days a week – usually from Thursday and then consuming 4 or more liters of beer or 7 pints of beer in an evening. The intention of some younger drinkers is actually to get drunk/merry when heading out on an evening to drink…. [The report] provides strong evidence of the impact of alcohol-related illness on hospital services, according to Dr Deirdre Mongan, Research Officer at the HRB and lead author of the report. The number of people discharged from hospital with alcohol-related problems or injuries increased by almost 90% in the ten years between 1995 and 2004. In 2004, people with alcohol-related illness used 117,373 bed days in hospital – more than double the figure of 55,805 bed days in 1995. AND :

…Add it all up, and marijuana prohibition costs the US $42 billion every year. ….. Pot smokers on average are more adjusted to society and better …This week, over 500 leading economists, led by conservative icon Dr. Milton Friedman, called for a national debate about whether prohibition of marijuana is worth the cost. The occasion was a new report by Harvard University economist Dr. Jeffrey Miron estimating – probably conservatively – that replacing prohibition with a system of common-sense regulation could mean $10 billion to $14 billion per year in reduced government spending and new revenues.

“Smoke some BLANK, drink some WINE…” The video has had over 30 million views.

I like to be inspired. Humanity is so wonderful. The title of this song is Forever Young. Kurt Vonnegut wrote a story called Breakfast of Champions. He loves America but he laughs at it’s Arrogance. The book expresses RVR [Real Virtual Reality] because, he, the author, goes into the book and meets the characters. [virtual Reality’s original medium was the book] He is God. The hero Kilgore Trout doesn’t believe him so with a few strokes of his pen The Author whisks the hero around the world. The hero gasps and falls to his knees. The Author says “Do you want something?” The Hero says “Make me young” The last page is a hand drawn picture of Kurt Vonnegut, a single tear rolls down his cheek. I think we have a Universal Truth here. Humanity’s deep rooted desire to leave a legacy, to have a raison d’etre. So much of the universe we inhabit appears chaotic. I tie it in with “The Day The Earth Stood Still” where Human Beings are to be wiped off the Earth because their Arrogance is destroying it. But they are saved because they are special. I am reminded of the Aliens in “Artificial Intelligence” [AI] The Aliens tell the robot child that Human Beings are Unique in the universe. They also say Nothing Ever Dies. Your Engram remains as part of the web of the universe for all time. But the aliens become The Blue Fairy to grant the robotic child, an avatar, Humanity’s greatest accomplishment and to give Humanity’s Greatest Gift: Unconditional Love. But warn him that once brought back the engram of his mother will disappear from the space-time continuum. The Love is that of A Mother for her Child, Like that of The Creator For His Creation. The Sacrifice Is Ultimate. Jesus did it. And At The End of Days , We Sleep

In September 2009 I created an Avatar in Second Life called Dude Starship. I gave “him” , no, forget the inverted commas, I gave him or rather he developed a persona or rather his persona expressed itself in the virtual world, second life. He moved to Blue Mars. Here is a taste with another Blog post :

Dude Starship sat quietly ruminating in the space port coffee shop. “The bars won’t be open for another few hours” he ruminated. His Starship was being re-fuelled with new ion-rods in The Soldering Iron workshop. His iPhone was ….somewhere, his Nokia wouldn’t upgrade, his Lap Top was getting Ubuntu installed. “Ho Hum” he sighed. He could “Read-A-Book” whatever that was. Nope, boredom set in. The other virtual worlds held little attraction these days. They were good but they were not Blue Mars. He finished the dregs of his coffee, grimaced, stood up and , eschewing the teleport he strolled towards The Soldering Iron. Scotty would be there, Scotty was always there. “If he says “She Canna Take it Jim” I’ll beam him up. Jim?….Jean-Luc would turn in his grave.” The Condo door they had recently installed whooshed at him. Dude smiled “Gotta love that door” he smiled. “Best thing I ever stole from Blue Mars. ”

  • “Hey Scotty! “How’s the Starship? Got those rods installed yet?”
  • Scotty, paunch wobbling, looked up from the console ” She canna take…..” Dude threw a monkey wrench at him. Dude was always throwing monkey wrenches somewhere….. “Hey Dude” Scotty smiled ” looking good, still taking Forever Young meds?”
  • “Where’s my fucking ship Scott?”
  • “Hey, language! A dudette might hear and you know how sensitive THEY are, especially that 176432 etc chick. It’s nearly ready. Hey I found this early vid of your ship watch that while I finish off” Scotty turned back to the console and spoke into the pretend mouse he kept for nostalgic reasons “Computa : Play Archive YouTube ref :

They watched the vid in awe. “Wow man, that was so long ago…………..”

The Soldering Iron shuddered and Dude’s Starship appeared in the launch pad. He patted the sleek Blue Metal hull. “How’s my Girl”

“Ready Dude, Ike ma sho!” The cute Japanese voice never failed to delight him. He keyed the lock and was inside the command module. It looked new, not a MacDonald’s wrapper in sight. “Ok kid Ike Ma Sho! ” “Straight To Blue Mars? Shall I use Full Power?”
Dude looked around, wow this was some ship, Not even Beeblebrox had a ship like this. “Ok Hun. Make It So!”

Space bent. And there was a great shudder through the length of the ship. Dude scanned the plexiglass. he looked at the sign hanging in space. “WTF?”


Flat Fact : Kilroy Was Here : One of the first sightings was at a Grainger Branch in Baltimore where it was rumored to have been drawn by Kilroy himself. False accusations suggest One theory identifies James J. Kilroy (1902–1962)[2], an American shipyard inspector, as the man behind the signature. During World War II he worked at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy, Massachusetts, where he claimed to have used the phrase to mark rivets he had checked. The builders, whose rivets J. J. Kilroy was counting, were paid depending on the number of rivets they put in. A riveter would make a chalk mark at the end of his or her shift to show where they had left off and the next riveter had started. Unscrupulous riveters discovered that, if they started work before the inspector arrived, they could receive extra pay by erasing the previous worker’s chalk mark and chalking a mark farther back on the same seam, giving themselves credit for some of the previous riveter’s work. J.J. Kilroy stopped this practice by writing “Kilroy was here” at the site of each chalk mark. At the time, ships were being sent out before they had been painted, so when sealed areas were opened for maintenance, soldiers found an unexplained name scrawled.


Flat Fact : Monkey Wrench: n.

1. A hand tool with adjustable jaws for turning nuts of varying sizes.
2. Informal. Something that disrupts: He threw a monkey wrench into our plans.

[Origin unknown.]

Social Comment : The word “Fuck” is seriously frowned upon in speech in Blue Mars, not so much in Second Life. This is a little odd to my way of thinking : Scarface, Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs to mention extreme cases use the vernacular. In modern times the F Word is normal. I posted a poem called “The Day The Word Fuck Disappeared” which may be googled.

Technology : Here we see a blend of the futuristic with a real concept on the drawing boards. Dude has placed himself at the front end. However incorporated is the popular TV series Star Trek and the glorious Hitch Hikers Guide To The Galaxy (The Infinite Improbability Drive) which in my view has had an impact on the way technology is moving on. Scotty picks up a mouse and speaks into it for “nostalgic” reasons. This was mooted in an episode where the team was transported back to the late 20th Century. Scotty was told he could use the computer. He immediately addressed it in speech. The 20th century person said” Use the mouse” Scott picks up the mouse and thinks its a microphone!!! Glorious comedy but indicating how the old is just a myth. With the advent of Touch Screens and Voice control the mouse will be an anachronism. The “monkey wrench” is both figurative and literal

Bitchy, too loved to throw monkey wrenches into the system. Her first video a late teens scenario for her sees her playing the whore and dancing to her favourite rock band, The Chemical Brothers:

Social Comment: This video and related post was removed from the Blue Mars Forum. It was deemed pornographic and / or encouraging prostitution; using sex for blackmail purposes and impersonating an avatar Reality employee. The forum post is on one of my blogs:

Technology : The use of a dual screen being captured. Many people run their applications full screen. I have a 21 inch wide-screen HD monitor. Running multiple windows and capturing multiple windows is not a problem.

She was a Feminist and had a love / hate relationship with men, prissy ungenuine women pissed her off and she was not enamoured of hbs (Human Beings). Once in Welcome Area a male avatar was chatting to a very nice, intelligent attractive female avatar, having an intelligent conversation.. Bitchy turned up in her French Maids outfit, the male avatar dumped the “nice” lady and started chasing Bitchy. She flirted, acted cute, giggled and then kicked him in the balls. Bitchy and the “nice” lady avatar would have done a high five but they don’t have that animation. Yet. She could be thought of as a Bitch by either gender, at times. She starred in this vid with some gfs.A Letter from God for all the hbs and Jimi’s Red House to typify the males bottom line attitude to women:

Social : Girls chatting Vs boss is mentioned. A male avatar gets a little frisky.

Technology: This is really important.I have used the screen capture facility in Microsoft Word 2010 to out line and capture any on-screen area. This can be formatted in Word and then pasted into such a program as Microsoft Expression Design. Multiple captures can be done as can be seen on the very first picture. I did a multiple capture, arranged the captures in a line in another word document, captured the word formatted word document into the first word document copied the capture into Expression and saved it as a png file. Sometimes, when I want a particular effect I capture in word, format in expression, capture the expression picture in word and re paste into expression. This takes about 5 minutes. Here is an example :

In word you can create a reflection. When this is pasted into Expression and then exported as a png file the reflection is transparent. This can then be pasted on top of another image preserving the reflection as being transparent.

As this shows see also the final picture:

…..THE QUANTUM LEAP occurred in ARAF in Blue Mars, I made this video and it begins with me singing to Bitchy, then in a serendipitous moment Bitchy was singing to me. Mad?  :

Technology : Notice how in Blue Mars the eye of the Avatar follows the mouse. I little point but I believe a very effective camera technique : Before Bitchy climbs the first slope she glances at us the looks to see where she wants to go.

Yes, I am. Diagnosed Manic-Depressive. I have had chats with friends in Blue Mars. I am not the only one. Neither am I the only one whose Avatars have a “life” of their own. A persona (Greek : Mask). Nor am I the only person whose Avatar’s actions spill over into the real world. Below is an animation of the pages. The length of time for each image is long to facillitate reading. You may need to use your browsers zoom features.

The book needs updating, to account for Blue Mars. Here Is The Preview:

Blue Mars has moved the goalposts Jeff, virtual and real are getting very blurry.

Technology : This is a micon, it is an animated gif. explains. Note Well the use of Sticky Notes in my videos

Philip Finlay-Bryan

Special thanks to BBC 6music who get up totally relevant music from 4 am to 10 am, how long it took to write this post:


When Bitchy got home after dancing she checked her mail and checked the Blue Mars Blog. Horatio Au a second life blogger who was a bit of an idiot had done a piece. He had done a piece on Micons which was good, he seemed a bit in awe of Micons Paraconsistency, not a bad thing, but he was so second life.   O! Halloween! Bitchy already had her outfit sorted:

And Jasmine an employee of Avatar Reality had made a vid! That MUST be watched in HD. He is such a jerk! oooOOOooo Jasmines made a vid Jasmines made a vid! oooOOOoo Mars Shaking Event. View in HD! O_O HD JAS! Omg it was a wmv! Dont these guys know anything about video formats? WMVs are huge! Jasmine was Ok but a bit girlie… Right! Bitchy thought.. Ill make a Video! Hah! I’ll show that Manblog and AR and silly Jasmine whose vid is far too dark and really quite boring!  OK Ike Ma Sho!

The Last Words: Micons Paraconsistency is coming…. Please Note I unashamedly advertise my web sites at every opportunity. I call this Marketing. If you cannot remember one of my sites. I have failed. Sex Sells Stuff.

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