My posting on here has been erratic to say the least. I’m looking to blog over the weekend and prepare plenty of posts for scheduling – an 8 hour hairdressers appointment will surely buy me enough time to get this sorted out, haha.
But in the time between now and then, enjoy my ‘late’ Mellow Monday of 1979 by the Smashing Pumpkins. It’s a great song and I think I’ve had it on repeat so much over the past few days.
Just a super quick update to say I’m just freshening up the place. I had this feeling just to rejuvenate the look of my site before posting – my New Year’s post is coming, just very slowly (I didn’t have much motivation to do so until today, so bear with me on this one.)
So if you check this blog out regularly, just notice how it will be ever changing everyday till I get it just right.
Hope you’re having good days,
Write soon ^.^
I aptly named this blog post after a Bombay Bicycle Club song simply because i couldn’t think of a name, plus it sort of links to the meaning of this post.
So I’m going to set the scene and explain to you wonderful people why I got so annoyed on my journey to work the other day.
So it’s Friday evening and I’m on my way into work for a double shift – so its about 4.30pm. As I’m strolling to the northern line platform in King’s Cross, I see, what has to be, the cutest gay, interracial couple ever – one was a shortish Asian man with an up-do and subtle but incredible fashion sense, and the other a tall white male with a beard that was just, hands up, the best beard of the month for me (It wasn’t necessary to describe them in that much detail but I thought they matched well and they had that cute height thing going on).
So they’re minding their own business as they go to their desired platform, but every now and again some people were just throwing them disgusted looks. Now i could understand if they were playing a few rounds of tonsil tennis – because PDA in straight or gay couples is just nasty, I mean I know you love each other but I don’t care that much – but they were simply holding hands and the occasional endearing look, like one was making sure he hadn’t lost the other.
After about 5 minutes I got very frustrated that they couldn’t actually look happy in public with each other without some random person getting offended. But then I realised, they didn’t give one flying fuck about what the people were saying or how they were looking – they had each other and that was all that mattered. So I smiled and every now and again if someone was starring at then disgustedly I would swipe a lil’ dirty look their way like seriously mate mind your own before I mind it for you.
To be honest I didn’t think anyone should have a problem with them being subtly coupley because, I’m going to be crude, it’s not like they’re fucking in front of you, or forcing you to stare at them hold hands. It’s petty if you look for reasons to hate them, but oh well. I thought they were cute, and I was honestly jealous – I have never had, or had a friend who has had anything that romantically innocent before.
Admittedly I and now 3 days late to starting this (would have just been 2 but I procrastinated starting this post too long – sigh). But THIS month I’m going to attempt NaBloWriMo (simply because I don’t have the brain capacity at the moment to partake in NaNoWriMo – that and I spend most of my time at the moment working or sleeping)
This should be an interesting task for myself as I lost my blogging mojo recently and hopefully – crosses fingers – this rekindles my passion again.
Before I hit the hay tonight, I’m probably going to type up the next 2 days worth of posts, merely because I’m going to stand-up philosophy tomorrow (well tonight) and probably won’t have the time.
Philosophers who argue that morality is constitutive to self interest are taking a stronger position than most contractarians because they are claiming morality is not simply sufficient for self interest, but it is jointly necessary and sufficient. In other words, the conditions under which I act in my own interest are exactly the same as the conditions under which I am moral.
Plato argues that the telos of a person is to reach a state of eudiamonia; flourishing or fulfilment. He suggests living a virtuous life is the necessary condition for reaching eudiamonia and this means that being a virtuous person is not just instrumental of your self interest but it is constitutive of it. Plato’s virtues include; wisdom of your intellect; courage of spirit or ‘thumos’; and discipline of appetite. Continue reading “Assess the view that self interest can only be realised in the context of a virtuous life.”
This was planned months ago but I have finally got round to editing the post (it went a tad haywire and was just a mess but now is the time). This post will basically be a book tag inspired by my close friend Arianna’s old blog (she deleted it but now we have a joint blog and YouTube so hopefully we start uploading soon – going to be hella difficult as she is moving to Essex for uni *cry cry*. I will link them at the bottom even though they are basically blank spaces right now).
My book tag isn’t going to be quick, sharp and snappy responses because, well just because. So here goes nothing, bear with me, and enjoy my nonsensical rambling about a pastime I love so dearly *throws NamGrease hearts everywhere*
- What is your all-time favourite book? (NOT a series)
My favourite all time book has to be Battle Royale by Koushun Takami. It’s a book that screams originality, especially for when it was written (I have gotten into many an argument with people who try to tell me Battle Royale copied Hunger Games. Few fun facts for you Battle Royale was published in 1999, the first instalment of The Hunger Games trilogy was published in 2008. You should really stop trying to out and distinguish similarities between novels, even films, nowadays. Merely because of course there are going to be crossovers and similar plot lines as too much of everything today – gotta take inspiration from somewhere. Plus each book should be appreciated and hey if you feel like it analysed to its own merit – both novels stemmed from different cultures, struggles and times.) It is a well written novel which plays on the general fear of the 90s in Japan – youth crime.
- Who is you all-time favourite author?
It has to be Stephen Fry. No questions asked. His satirical and cynical writing style really appeals to me, also I just love him generally as a person. He is a beautiful person who isn’t afraid to speak his mind, something most of us struggle with today. (Plus in his books he uses a lot of profanities which I find awkwardly attractive haha) Continue reading “Book Tag”
Anyone who knows me from my Blogger Blog (ha that sounded funny), should not be worried! It’s still me Rachel aka Elizalilysmiles, I just made a WordPress Blog because my other one was un-organised and I wanted to clean everything up.
So welcome to my new blog, hopefully I get the hang of this soon. Will be posting a proper post in a few minutes (something I have been working on for a couple of days now).