Sugar for the pill

I was sitting in the traffic on the M3 this morning, listening to the new Slowdive album.

The traffic was awful, a thousand cars, each occupied by a single individual, waiting in line merely for the opportunity to join another queue on the other side of the lights.
And then, just as the amazing release kicked in on this track at 3:08, the peachy morning sun hit the top of Table Mountain.
The timing was impeccable.

And suddenly, everything was alright.

For a while, at least.

James Kingston has got a Mavic

You may remember James Kingston from this post. Some of the stuff he does is a bit nutty, so when I saw the title of his latest video: It Finally Happened, I guessed that he had thrown a seven. Climbing tall things may be thrilling and yield some amazing shots, but it’s also incredibly dangerous, and one day, the videos will just stop.

I wondered if It Finally Happened was the video that he had made, with instructions for friends and family to release it should gravity get one over on him.

But no… I think he is saying that he has finally got a DJI Mavic Pro (like many other Youtube “celebs”) and that this is his first video flying it.

If you want to see the droney bit, it’s about halfway through – you’ll need to start from somewhere around 8:35. Featuring an impressive hand launch, some frankly terrifying footage of him standing an awful long way up from what appears to be a very solid ground, and copious use of the Mavic’s Intelligent POI (Point Of Interest) Mode. (As I have tested previously here.)

Once again, I am reminded how good editing can make a difference to Mavic footage, and once again, I remind myself that my PC  simply won’t allow me to even start to learn this sort of thing and that one massive technological purchase a year is – sadly – probably enough.

Recent politics

Our Dear Leader Jacob Zuma survived another vote of no confidence at the ANC NEC this weekend, despite the conveniently timed release of several (or more) emails detailing how his chums in the Gupta family are essentially pulling the strings that make the country work.

And yet, the important guys in the top echelons of his party still voted to keep him. And you realise that when they do that in a democratic environment (which is what the ANC NEC supposedly is) then the problem is with the party, not the president.

But let’s watch as those dissenters all fall dutifully in line again after this thinly-veiled threat:

Meanwhile, the ex-leader of the official opposition and Lord High Empress of the Western Cape, with this HUGE open goal to aim at, is fighting with her boss about whether she can stay on for another term, given the alleged damage that she is causing to the party.

A local mayor wasted time praying for rain last Thursday.

How could you have missed that Donald Trump has been being Donald Trump internationally this week?

And in the UK, Labour comedy duo Abbott and Corbstello refuse to condemn terrorist acts from the 1980s, blame UK foreign policy for the Manchester attack, went to a “poignant” ceremony honouring terrorists from the 1970s and tell us that “the terrorists will not prevail” while… er… planning to radically alter UK foreign policy because of terrorism.

Thus – with a language warning in hand – please see this cartoon which illustrates the approach that many people will be taking towards the subject of politics today (and for the foreseeable future).

Really. Life would be so much more pleasant if we didn’t have to worry about these people who have been elected to serve us and whose salaries our taxes pay.

Another weekend survived

And it does feel a bit that way. School projects, housework, a sleepover, an Eisteddfod winners concert (following this) in Sea Point and some spicy political email revelations – all underpinned by the remnants on a nasty upper respiratory tract infection that has meant sinuses leaking with pus.

I’m sorry. You probably didn’t need to know that last bit. Or maybe even the bits before. Anyway…

The folks in the UK have got a bank holiday tomorrow – the only one of the year that doesn’t have a direct SA equivalent. We’re banging another long weekend in on the 16th June though, so no-one is fretting too much.

Right now, I’m off to spend a few moments with the long-suffering Mrs 6000, before I pack her (back) off to Namibia in the morning.

More tomorrow.