This is the best paper on feminist glaciology I have ever read

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Seriously. What an analysis.
But why would such a paper be required. I mean, what’s the benefit here?

Merging feminist postcolonial science studies and feminist political ecology, the feminist glaciology framework generates robust analysis of gender, power, and epistemologies in dynamic social-ecological systems, thereby leading to more just and equitable science and human-ice interactions.

But ice is just ice, right?

Ha! No!

Many armchair glaciologists make this assumption, creating and perpetuating the oversimplification and misinterpretation of ice as frozen water. And yet, St. Germain, LeGuin, Khan, and many others – from Roni Horn (2009) to Pauline Couture (2005) – approach glaciers from distant and varied disciplinary and artistic spaces compared with glaciologists or even anthropologists studying human-glacier interactions:

…their voices should not simply be disregarded, overshadowed by Western science, or, worse, relegated from policy contexts where, in fact, the human experience with ice matters greatly.
These alternative representations from the visual and literary arts do more than simply offer cross-disciplinary perspectives on the cryosphere. Instead, they reveal entirely different approaches, interactions, relationships, perceptions, values, emotions, knowledges, and ways of knowing and interacting with dynamic environments.
They decenter the natural sciences, disrupt masculinity, deconstruct embedded power structures, depart from homogenous and masculinist narratives about glaciers, and empower and incorporate different ways of seeing, interacting, and representing glaciers – all key goals of feminist glaciology.

Indeed.

The full paper Glaciers, gender, and science: A feminist glaciology framework for global environmental change research by Carey et al. is here for you to read and enjoy.

So, we now know that ice isn’t just ice: that’s just “the way in which colonial, military, and geopolitical domination co-constitute glaciological knowledge”. Well done.

Meanwhile, NIH funding for bioscience research is lower than it was back in 2001.
Just saying.

Another one bites the dust…

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As King Freddie once infamously told us:

And another one gone
And another one gone
Another one bites the dust

A Facebook post yesterday announced the untimely end of Zebra & Giraffe.

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It’s with sadness in our hearts that we announce the end of Zebra & Giraffe. Kirstenbosch Gardens (20th March 2016) will be our last show for the foreseeable future.
We’d like to thank each and every one of our fans over the years – your support and love for our music has made this amazing journey possible.
Over the past 8 years we’ve achieved so many things that we’re proud of; we’ve poured our hearts and souls into every recording and every show, but the time has come for each of us to move onto different things.

Why is it that all the good ones go so soon? I’d only just got over Dry The River splitting up, and I’d only just got over a-ha going their separate ways before that. Now, I’ve got virtually no time to get over the demise of Zebra & Giraffe before I have to try and get over a-ha again.

And yet the Parlotones are still a thing. There is no God.

Of course, I used to appreciate the Parlotones, but then they took (for me) a disappointing direction musically and commercially, and I went off them, quickly. Apparently though, according to The Tall Accountant, I should be checking them out again though. We were even going to go and see them next month. I’m nothing if not a glutton for punishment open-minded.

But I digress…

Zebra & Giraffe were different. They didn’t release enough, but what they did release was properly good stuff – just the right mix of pop, electronica and rock. I saw them numerous times from the My Cokefest at Lourensford performance in 2009 when they joined the rest of the audience after their set, supporting the Killers at Val de Vie, and – probably most memorably – with the Dirty Skirts at Wynberg School at a concert that only 12 people turned up to watch. Greg called it “intimate”.

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Happy days. But it would be wrong not to finish off with some music here. I’ve already shared a lot of Z&G stuff on here, including my favourite In My Eyes, but here’s a fresh one, albeit from the beginning, right back in 2008 – this is Arm Yourself.
[dj mode off]

As a goodbye gift from the boys, you can download their last single, Redefine, free of charge on Soundcloud here. Ridiculously rocky. A fitting farewell.

I’m properly sad.
Good luck, Greg et al. Thanks for the memories.

Good shot!

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It was, as I remember, almost a year ago that three German warships gathered their collective might off the southernmost tip of Africa and accidentally failed to accidentally sink a local fishing boat.

Not to be outdone, the South African Navy has raised the stakes by apparently attacking an actual warship – the SAS Drakensberg – also “accidentally”. As you may already have gathered from the name of the vessel in question, this was somewhat of an own goal, since the SAS Drakensberg is a fleet replenishment ship belonging to… er… the South African Navy.

The SA Navy confirmed that the strike craft SAS Isaac Dyobha accidentally discharged one of its guns and hit the SAS Drakensberg with a practice round, damaging its port-side deck, while both ships were berthed in Port Elizabeth harbour.
The incident occurred during the Armed Forces Day military exhibition in Port Elizabeth, which was attended by 25000 people.

Oops. Awkward.

Still, given that PE is known as the “Friendly City”, there are few better places for a friendly fire incident to take place.

1288926_1054823The SAS Drakensberg’s undamaged side. The damaged side looks like this, except damaged.

According to the Times report:

Other accidents involving South African vessels include:

  • A frigate dropped a 4.5-inch round on a Simon’s Town school playground [it did not explode];
  • Twenty years ago a strike craft fired a 76mm round through a building at Salisbury Island, Durban; and
  • Six years ago, a frigate fired a 35mm round through its own aft section in Simon’s Town.

Meh. We’ve all done it. Especially the shooting yourself in the foot arse one.

Cycle Race

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It was the big bicyling event in Cape Town again this weekend, with many bicyclers raising money for charities and many more raising blood pressure for any of the city’s 4 million odd residents trying to actually do anything with their Sunday.

This is one of the biggest bicyling events in the world, and certainly the biggest in Africa. Friendly foreign person Oleksiy Mishchenko came down to the Cape to do some bicycling and found a uniquely African way to train for this uniquely African event.

Contrary to popular belief, we don’t (generally) have wild lions roaming around Cape Town CBD. There are some zebras on the mountain *points* just there, though. However, ostriches are fairly common in this little corner of Africa – especially down towards Cape Point where these guys were bicyling.

Training using ostriches is frowned upon by the SA Bicyling Union, given that we’d still have dodos if it wasn’t for those pesky penny-farthing races on Mauritius in the mid 1800s. Still, these foreign people probably weren’t to know that, so we’ll just wish them well and say thanks for the laughs.

“meanwhile, back at work…”

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It’s been an exhausting weekend featuring several (or more) tasks, including (but not limited to) shed building, bowl painting, pool mending and failing to buy paint.

Long story.

It’s the 6th though, and that means that a-ha are playing in Russia this evening, and if you thought that my flat-pack plastic shed was an ordeal (it wasn’t actually that bad, although the correct instruction booklet would have helped a lot), then you should be a roadie on the Cast In Steel tour.

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This is from Magne’s Instagram, titled: “meanwhile, back at work #hellorussia“.

Can you imagine the scenario?

“Can you pass me the 15″ spanner please, Bob?”
“Sure – where is it?”
“It’s in the black box.”
“Er… which one?”
“The one with wheels and a lid – you can’t miss it.”

And once all of that is out and set up, and the Ekaterinburg show is done tonight, it’s got to be all taken back down again, transported 944km to Kazan and all set up again for Tuesday evening’s performance there.

I hope they’ve found the spanner by then.