Showing posts with label iPhone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iPhone. Show all posts

Tuesday, 25 September 2018

Toledo - the Land of Blades.

On the way to Granada, we made a half a day stop at Toledo. Walking through the slab-stones paved road, we tried to trace the journey of the horse carriages during the heydays of this town. Known best for its high-quality steel blades, its orders used to come from the mighty Roman Army itself. Living true to its image, Toledoans still make excellent high-performance knives.

Legend has it that a clockmaker from Toledo built a clock tower to be presented to a Muslim ruler for his prototype to be used all over the Empire. Unfortunately, the leader was not impressed and hence the virtue of keeping to time never really picked in the Eastern part of the world.

Toledo is tucked humbly in the middle of Southern Spain keeping close to itself all the secrets of all the Empires that once ruled this region. Carrying with it mostly Christian and Roman traditions, the Muslim regents also once made their stronghold here. The result of all these is the picturesque picture perfect photographic shot of its buildings, the futuristic water irrigation dykes and a potential site for the next Hollywood medieval-themed blockbuster.

The famous gateway that leads to the Santa Cruz Museum and part of the town. ©FG

Toledo town square - the central meeting point. ©FG

The granite-slab roads that pave most of Toledo. ©FG

The following pictures were taken around Toledo. With the strict local laws preventing indiscriminate haphazard painting of private buildings, the beauty of the ochre-toned walls of the erections against a sky-blue background and a sunny environment for the company stands out as a dream holiday vacation.

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The Templar House - its walls protected the secrets of the Knights Templar in their attempt to save the sanctity of the religion against the non-believers. If you believe Dan Brown, they did more than that. ©FG

At the Santa Cruz Museum, the wealth and power of the Church were unashamedly showcased (as it to done in medieval age by all other people as well) their collections of gold and silver. What fascinated me here was a portrait of Jesus bearing the Cross to the Calvary. Here his facial features are not Occidental but rather Negroidal.


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Some more interesting paintings with religious themes ... The opulent Monstrance with intricate golden carvings allegedly made from the first of the golds of South America.


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A stroll around town...

Toledo Cathedral ©FG

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Pandora in town? The modern meets the antiquated. ©FG
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Tuesday, 28 January 2014

Direct line above?

The First Phone Call from Heaven
Mitch Albom (2013)

I picked up this book during a long wait at the airport. You fly low-cost, your time is also low-cost (cheap), and they expect you to come early and wait. After reading all his books thus far, it is only natural for me to lay my hand at once. His books deal mainly with important things in life like death, heaven and Godly matters.

This time around, too, he dwells on 'life' after death and incorporates Alexander Graham Bell's invention, the telephone, as the means to receive a call from the heavenly world!

Interestingly, we learn a few snippets here and there about Bell's journey to his invention, which is still being contested by the original discoverer. His invention almost did not make it to the forefront, thanks to the Brazilian King who worked with Bell and the hearing impaired, who insisted that his device be seen.

Despite all the hurdles, it has stood the test of time. In fact, in its infancy, there were suggestions that it could be used to communicate with the departed on the other side of the world.

Bell must have never dreamt, even in his wildest dreams, of the hassles that modern man would face with his invention. For one thing, his wife was hearing impaired, and his device was not mobile.

8 occupants of a small town, Coldwater, Michigan, started receiving calls from the dearly departed ones from heaven, sending the whole town into a tailspin. A usually quiet town becomes abuzz with activities. Out-of-towners started moving in to witness this phenomenon. TV crew move in to capture this news as if they are genuinely interested in helping. Only deep inside, there are there for personal glory and to stir a hornet's nest when there is no trouble. Real estate prices go north. Sales of the particular brand of Samsung model of phone soar. Revenue to the local council boom, business at the local deli skyrockets! Even the congregation at the local church overflows, and the church helpers are stretched thin.

Of course, the naysayers were out in droves to prove the hoax. The excitement proved too much to handle. In short, with the heavenly calls, all hell breaks loose in this usually quiet town.

Not all recipients of the calls are happy. One contractor receives a call from a disgruntled employee who blames his death to his uncaring employer.

In the midst of this, Sullivan Harding, a former Air Force pilot, walks out of prison after serving time for crashing his plane allegedly for misguided orders from communication towers. The recordings, however, went missing, and his toxicology showed impermissible alcohol levels. His wife and the said technician who gave orders were involved in a tragic accident, sending Sullivan and his son's life into a mess.

As the kerfuffle reaches its zenith and Sullivan's young son starts carrying a mobile phone to receive a call from his dead mother, Sulivan decides to put a lid on giving false hope. He uses his connections working in the town newspaper company to get to the bottom of the problem.

With modern technologies, talk is cheap, and we tend to take it for granted. It is only when communication becomes impossible that we really appreciate and long for the little times we indulge in that tete-a-tete or that sweet nothing.

At the end of the day, in the story, there was a plausible explanation for all the calls (almost)- I do not want to be the party pooper!

Saturday, 25 January 2014

Matinya seorang patriot! (IP4)*

So the day finally came.... My iPhone 4 which had been patriotically serving me 24/7 over the past couple of years had given up on me. 3,2,1,...poof went the flicker and all the king's men and the king's horses could not put IP4 to tick again. This work horse served its purpose well through all the hard knocks and immersions (in sweaty conditions of the running environment, waterproof casing came in much later) that life had to offer.
The passing of the patriot reminds me of the story of a national laureate's composition  'Matinya seorang Patriot', a critical assessment of the duel of the two greatest Malaccan warriors - Hang Tuah and Hang Jebat. We all know the duel, immortalised by P Ramlee's 1957 film.
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Usman Awang
The bone of contention here is whether Jebat, the fallen, did the correct thing by avenging for his best friend against a corrupt and unreasonable monarch who had their own yes-men and plenty of cloud and power over the people.
The eternal question is whether Jebat showed disrespect to the hierarchy or acted in good faith to right the wrong and for natural justice for the general public the Malacca Sultanate. Fighting against the revered establishment is alien culture but then there is only so much a person take lying down. Soon or later, after taking much beating, the single strand of hay is going to crack the camel's back.

Sunday, 4 August 2013

It takes all kinds

Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson 2011 (Biography)
The world takes a leap forward not with soldier ants like us but by those who think outside the box. They have not no qualms about upsetting the status quo and upsetting peoples' feelings. They have a clear vision of what they want to do in life and they pursue their dream at all cost.
After Jobs knew that he was not going to live long enough, he invited a writer, Walter Isaacson, to write his story, giving a one-to-one bare-it-all kind of  exposé. The end product also had input from the receiving end.
It is a thick book, 700 odd pages, graphically narrating all the adventures, misadventures, confrontations, the highs, the lows and the poignant moments in the life of the man who found another use for our fingers, to swipe something off if we do not like it or had enough off.
We all know about Steve Job being adopted and how his mother, an unmarried college student arranged to give Steve away for adoption to a college educated couple. Upon, his arrival. however, Steve became unwanted as they couple wanted a baby girl. And Steve landed up with a mechanic as a father.
The earlier part of the book shows that Steve grew in a loving family with plenty of love and support from his adoptive parents who tried to ensure a college education that they missed out. He had a lot of freedom growing up in the 60s in California.
We also know about his dropping out of school and his liaison with Steve Wozniak. He had a time of soul searching in India after discovering about his adoption. He was wondering about trying psychedelic drugs, Hinduism, Zen Buddhism, veganism, walking bare foot, dressing in traditional Indian garb with a bad case of body odour as he refrained from bathing!
Along the way came a daughter whom he declined to acknowledge till a paternity test approval.  Of course, we all know about his great work in Apple till he was booted out and how he was called back to rejuvenate that later ailing company. He must have a dynamic leader of the companies with many successes to speak for themselves. To be in the same team to share such a feat is something else. One has to has a hide thicker than the hippopotamus', able to withstand his tantrums, unjust demands to brink of tantrums, his reality distortion visions, his piercing eyes that wilt you to submission, a painful character, a slave driver, etecetera...
And the work in animation and Pixar... He did not really invent anything per se but rather he got the right people who would follow the right path to scavenge the technology lying around. There are many inventions lying around where the inventors do not know what their work can be used for! (like the touch technology which was later used in iphone!)
One interesting thing that he mentioned in his lifetime is "People do not know what they want, we show them what they want". In other words, we are all wondering about aimlessly like headless chicken or rudderless boats until someone shows us the way! (my interpretation)
His Oriental based philosophy in life also suggests that everybody is sent to Earth to perform their work and one should excel in theirs. A barber with his tonsorial skills should endeavour to improve his skills to serve mankind and so do computer computer makers. And a lay person, not in that particular field, got no business meddling in others' territory. Hence, the Apple phones are sealed without screws.
Just when you think this man who could and would change destiny and not going to take any setbacks lying down without giving a darn good fight, the coup de grâce came in the form a single mutated cell in the pancreas. After experimenting gravely with alternative medicine, trying state of the art molecular cell targeted genetic level treatment which eventually failed due to mutation of cancer cells, liver metatstasis and transplant, he took his final bow....

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Flabbergasted by podcasts!

An old friend once (GVGL) -a precocious individual who enjoyed intellectual discourse and appreciates songs by Bob Dylan and Tracy Chapman- told me that I will soon be like a hermit on mountain - keeping all to myself and finding joy in recluse. My son thinks I am on the way there. With very few friends to go by, hardly receiving courtesy non-work related calls on my phone, indulging in a non team sport like running, working long hours alone and lately with the listening to myriads of podcast downloadable free from my iPhone, I will reach there in no time! Hey, but I am enjoying it!
The iTunes has indeed opened a new can of worms that a omnivore like me find hard to resist. The more you indulge, like a bull in a china shop, you can go berserk!
If never in this life time can you step foot in the lecture halls of Yale, Stanford or Oxford, the least you can do listen to podcasts of their distinguished lecturers. I am sure we all can go to these varsity as tourists as 'now everyone can fly'! I find great ecstasy in lectures on history, religions of the world and various civilizations. You can listen to anything at any time at the touch or slide of the tip of your finger (not even at a click) and a functional wifi connexion. BFM's programmes are available as well. Joy to the world!

N.B. Beware of the danger of being engulfed into a world of the unknown that may induce the unknown. Just heard of a twenty something son of a friend who went into the unknown world of the occult religion and voyeurism to which the young man subsequently succumbed to by self induced hypoxia! How unfortunate! 

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.”*