A Little bit of R(omney) n R(yan)

The Romney campaign announcement of Republican running mate Paul Ryan marks the official beginning of the newest phase  in the democratic process of these here United States of America.

(Note: here I use the term "newest" lightly considering the perpetual state of election that is the U.S's m.o. Newness, under such circumstances, becomes an overused quality that is just as easily acquired as discarded.)

For the 57th time in history, citizens of the world will once again be privy to the media spectacle that is American democracy in action.The pageantry - complete with kissable babies, sententious speeches (graça à the greatest speech writing hands of the day), and soul baring sniper ads (also thanks to said media powerhouse) - gets to now be amped up a notch in this the (almost) last leg of the greatest political show on earth.

May the best man win they say (sorry Hillary), never mind the integrity of the process that is America's claim to fame and in the name of which multitudes around the world continue to struggle towards. Nor the blatant and willful intellectual detachment between the ideals of conservatism/liberalism and their farcical representations as embodied by the  republican & democratic parties. Or the overt trickery & skulduggery that have become an integral part of the campaign process, and that serve solely to subvert the selective process rather than to elucidate the views and objectives of the warring parties.

When the dust settles, and another sterling instance of Western superiority done passed, the world's most vocal democracy shall have spoken. Whether what was said is what was meant is perhaps another matter entirely.

Shuga Shuga how you get so fly

So I just got done watching episode 5 of Shuga and I gotta say, a well spent 22 minutes those were.

For the first time they korogad in regular swa, walked around in regular Nai and I'll be damned if those tall, lanky, Marvin Gaye types dont just make a girl go all up in a tizzy.

Overall, the acting was natural and effortless, the narrative skillfull yet playful - weaving a captivating story about lives in that little place called home.

Respect my Story

BEAUTY IS A BEAST

So my niece just completed her first hair braiding session. And for those of you (presumably of the female persuasion but hey, it happens) who have ever been privy to said occasion, you'll know that it is a memory that works itself out more as one to be forgotten than to be cherished.

A harrowing ordeal looked at in one regard? yes, but looked at in another? Lets.....

...Ethnomathematics!

According to wiki, it is the study of the relationship between mathematics and culture and encyclopedia.com harps on about it being the... (ah, I'm not in the mood to wade through all those search results).

Basically, it's that kinder side of mathematics which concerns itself with the study of the external products of the internal mathematical workings of the human beast. Mathematics is ubiquitous, it says, and more diversely manifested than a protractor or divider would have you think.

As one delves deeper into this neck-cocking, brow-folding field, one discovers a thrilling world of delightful words and afro centric friendly mathematical madmen. Tesselation, and knot-theory, and natural algorithms, and Ronald Eglash, Mr. Fractals himself. I didnt know braids had so much to offer...just listen to this:

                         

Ahhh sweet harmony...those two beasts, beauty & mathematics, coming together in quantitative matrimony. Who woulda thunk it!

NB: So google worthy: J.D. Okhai Ojeikere

BLUE SUEDE SHOES

YOU SAY BLUE SUEDE SHOES I SAY BLUE SAFARI BOOTS

Royal swag and a notorious pair of blue suede kicks in tow, the UK's younger prince Harry of Wales rocked the crowds in Jamaica during the Diamond Jubilee Commonwealth countries tour with a taste of his royal hiney in motion. While I'd love to dwell on the dance moves, I shan’t for the sake of brevity. (It must however be said that that white-boy-gone-jungle move never gets old - thumbs up for the extra crotch action at the end).  

 

A brief history perhaps: The Diamond Jubilee of the queen is the celebration of her 60th year in reign which is being marked by a series of celebrations all year long throughout the Commonwealth nations. These are by definition (according to those savvy journalists down at CBS), former colonies of the British empire that “share a continued allegiance to the crown”…My sources however define them simply as former colonies of the empire that periodically come together in mawkish celebration of the notion of some glorious past that unites them, but from which they so fervently (note the red colour on some of their flags) fought to free themselves of/from... One wonders what grandpa would think considering the atrocit(sic)...but I digress.

Back to the important stuff.

Them blue suede shoes are kicking...and it must be said are notably similar to those of one commonwealth nations' treasured national shoe box but who's checking. Dance on my young prince, dance on.

And on another unrelated note - not to hate on history but darn those sickly, sexy vampire looking princes of Monaco...if only one could choose ones colonizers!