Shall Owe Words


How To Make Orwellian Tea
July 22, 2008, 12:54 am
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A Nice Cup of Tea
By George Orwell
Evening Standard, 12 January 1946.

If you look up ‘tea’ in the first cookery book that comes to hand you will probably find that it is unmentioned; or at most you will find a few lines of sketchy instructions which give no ruling on several of the most important points.

This is curious, not only because tea is one of the main stays of civilization in this country, as well as in Eire, Australia and New Zealand, but because the best manner of making it is the subject of violent disputes.

When I look through my own recipe for the perfect cup of tea, I find no fewer than eleven outstanding points. On perhaps two of them there would be pretty general agreement, but at least four others are acutely controversial. Here are my own eleven rules, every one of which I regard as golden:

* First of all, one should use Indian or Ceylonese tea. China tea has virtues which are not to be despised nowadays — it is economical, and one can drink it without milk — but there is not much stimulation in it. One does not feel wiser, braver or more optimistic after drinking it. Anyone who has used that comforting phrase ‘a nice cup of tea’ invariably means Indian tea.

* Secondly, tea should be made in small quantities — that is, in a teapot. Tea out of an urn is always tasteless, while army tea, made in a cauldron, tastes of grease and whitewash. The teapot should be made of china or earthenware. Silver or Britanniaware teapots produce inferior tea and enamel pots are worse; though curiously enough a pewter teapot (a rarity nowadays) is not so bad.

* Thirdly, the pot should be warmed beforehand. This is better done by placing it on the hob than by the usual method of swilling it out with hot water.

* Fourthly, the tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right. In a time of rationing, this is not an idea that can be realized on every day of the week, but I maintain that one strong cup of tea is better than twenty weak ones. All true tea lovers not only like their tea strong, but like it a little stronger with each year that passes — a fact which is recognized in the extra ration issued to old-age pensioners.

* Fifthly, the tea should be put straight into the pot. No strainers, muslin bags or other devices to imprison the tea. In some countries teapots are fitted with little dangling baskets under the spout to catch the stray leaves, which are supposed to be harmful. Actually one can swallow tea-leaves in considerable quantities without ill effect, and if the tea is not loose in the pot it never infuses properly.

* Sixthly, one should take the teapot to the kettle and not the other way about. The water should be actually boiling at the moment of impact, which means that one should keep it on the flame while one pours. Some people add that one should only use water that has been freshly brought to the boil, but I have never noticed that it makes any difference.

* Seventhly, after making the tea, one should stir it, or better, give the pot a good shake, afterwards allowing the leaves to settle.

* Eighthly, one should drink out of a good breakfast cup — that is, the cylindrical type of cup, not the flat, shallow type. The breakfast cup holds more, and with the other kind one’s tea is always half cold before one has well started on it.

* Ninthly, one should pour the cream off the milk before using it for tea. Milk that is too creamy always gives tea a sickly taste.

* Tenthly, one should pour tea into the cup first. This is one of the most controversial points of all; indeed in every family in Britain there are probably two schools of thought on the subject. The milk-first school can bring forward some fairly strong arguments, but I maintain that my own argument is unanswerable. This is that, by putting the tea in first and stirring as one pours, one can exactly regulate the amount of milk whereas one is liable to put in too much milk if one does it the other way round.

* Lastly, tea — unless one is drinking it in the Russian style — should be drunk without sugar. I know very well that I am in a minority here. But still, how can you call yourself a true tealover if you destroy the flavour of your tea by putting sugar in it? It would be equally reasonable to put in pepper or salt. Tea is meant to be bitter, just as beer is meant to be bitter. If you sweeten it, you are no longer tasting the tea, you are merely tasting the sugar; you could make a very similar drink by dissolving sugar in plain hot water.

Some people would answer that they don’t like tea in itself, that they only drink it in order to be warmed and stimulated, and they need sugar to take the taste away. To those misguided people I would say: Try drinking tea without sugar for, say, a fortnight and it is very unlikely that you will ever want to ruin your tea by sweetening it again.

These are not the only controversial points to arise in connexion with tea drinking, but they are sufficient to show how subtilized the whole business has become. There is also the mysterious social etiquette surrounding the teapot (why is it considered vulgar to drink out of your saucer, for instance?) and much might be written about the subsidiary uses of tealeaves, such as telling fortunes, predicting the arrival of visitors, feeding rabbits, healing burns and sweeping the carpet. It is worth paying attention to such details as warming the pot and using water that is really boiling, so as to make quite sure of wringing out of one’s ration the twenty good, strong cups of that two ounces, properly handled, ought to represent.

Via BooksAtOz



Oh, Frank
July 22, 2008, 12:45 am
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And some closed-minded, All-American comments about it here for your light reading.



11.43 on a Thursday Night
July 4, 2008, 12:03 am
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Yet another collection of things which I find fascinating.

The microphone which Gym Class Heroes‘ lead singer Travis McCoy snapped over the head of a ‘racially offensive’ member of the audience. Read the press release at their official website here. You should also listen them if you haven’t already, there’s a reason why they have over 20 million views on Myspace. Via I Shoot Shows.

An interview with Iggy Pop on French TV in 1977. Before seeing this, I’ve only ever seen pictures or video of the haggard, over-smoked Iggy that is still touring today. This gave me a wholly new perspective. Via The Constant Seige.

And, to finish the trio I present Dresden Codak, one of the only webcomics that I’ve read which I’ve had to regressively read in order to fully understand. Fantastic artwork, too.

The beginning of a story.



LateNightTales
July 3, 2008, 10:09 pm
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The Cover

I’ve wished for a long time that somebody would travel around asking ‘big name’ artists to share their taste in music. But I had no idea that somebody, namely Azuli Records, was already doing just that. I stumbled across the above album, ‘LateNightTales: Air‘, inside a torrent containing Air’s discography… and my day was pretty much made. I’m now halfway through the album, and I felt like sharing it because… well, it’s beautiful. The quieter, electronic-ish sounds of artists from Cat Power to Elliot Smith blend cleanly as Air pays a sort of homage to their influences.

It’s worth more than just a listen.



Like a rolling stone?
July 3, 2008, 3:18 pm
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Things are changing again in my life. New job, new studies, new interests. Even my media centre PC is getting a re-install of Windows as we speak. But for once I feel like I’m in control. I’m not worried about next semester; I’m not worried about finding a new job; I’m not worreid about my singleness. I’m finally allowing myself a few simple pleasures in life, like concert tickets and hoodies and the study of history. And it’s all working for the better.

Of course, I’ve also stumbled across a whole bunch of interesting things recently. If you were the one who told me about them, feel free to take ownership. Anyway, here’s a few.

- Gregorian: Masters of Chant (You’ve never heard Metallica nor Green Day like this) via Poster Child

- Freak Angels (The free online comic from Warren Ellis)

- You Look Nice Today (Fantastic indie-ish podcast from the US)

- Poster Child (Urban guerrilla gardener)

There’s plenty more than that, but I’ve run out of time… need to finish configuring the PC. Blah.



Москва!
June 7, 2008, 3:20 pm
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Need I say more? AMAZING.



The Results of Procrastination
June 7, 2008, 1:23 pm
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I’ve found a lot of awesome things during the many hours that I should have been studying for my copious examinations. From amazing comics to amazing blogs about comics, to ridiculously catchy music made by ridiculously cute bands, everything I’ve found has been so, so much more interesting than my study material.

So, here’s the list.

1. The comics of COCO&DODO Animation, who are an amazing design house in China. So, so cute.

2. The blog of Neil Gaiman - possibly the most eminent comic book writer, ever.

>> There’s a free copy of Neil reading his Hugo Award-winning short story, “A Study in Emerald” here. Well worth the download.

3. A guide for getting rid of fruit flies.

4. The ridiculously amazingly good and catchy band, “Throw Me The Statue” - Myspace.



The Blue Twister, Charge Group, Rain and Buckley-esque Lullabies
June 2, 2008, 4:22 pm
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It seems that today is to be yet another day of nothing. I made dutiful attempts to wake up, exit my bed and have breakfast, yet each of these took longer than usual. I have also attempted to summon the strength required to begin studying, yet… it’s ridiculously hard. Therefore, I’ve done nothing particularly amazing.

However, in the absence of high-quality experiences and actions, I’ve done some useful things. For example, I’ve uploaded a number of videos from the show I went to last night (the last show of No Culture, feat. Chalk and Cheese, Charge Group, Lets Not, and Pikelet), discovered that the comic featured in Six Feet Under [S4.Ep9] “Grinding the Corn” is actually not an authentic comic, and enjoyed the rain.

Therefore, below is a sampling of my experiences. Firstly, there is the two videos from last night: Chalk and Cheese - the enthralling buckley-esque local artist; and Charge Group, who were equally enthralling, although plagued with a few sound issues. Following them is the entire “Blue Twister” comic from Six Feet Under, which was posted on the blog of Eric Wight, the artist who created it, many months ago.

Then, to conclude, look out your window. If it’s dreary, rainy and beautiful, then you’ve experienced essentially my entire day.

Chalk and Cheese

Charge Group (Two Songs)

The Blue Twister



I felt that, owing to my lack of interest in words, another medium would have to suffice.
May 30, 2008, 4:07 pm
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I suppose it’s close to words. It’s the same tool, the same substance. The same thoughtless provocations that spur me on to attempt to create something, to invent, to interpret. More of this has been happening than words - I’ve felt the urge to write countless times, but… the follow through hasn’t occurred. Perhaps I need motivation. Or perhaps just another medium.

Like this.

…perhaps more will appear.



Terrorist
May 17, 2008, 10:02 pm
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Yes, yes, that’s what I am. As the new - and exceedingly proud - owner of a Casio F-91W, I can now be arrested and/or detained for an indefinite period of time. It seems that this watch, according to Wikipedia and a number of other sources, is the exact same one that a whole bunch of Al-Qaeda operatives are given on graduation from terror school.

Christ, I just wanted it ‘cos it was geeky and black and stuff. The world’s sort of crazy, huh.