In 1903 Bertrand Russell published a statement of sorts that confused a lot of mathematicians and really pissed off a colleague. It was the Paradox of Sets and goes something like...
Say there are all these numbers and these numbers can each belong to a certain set. Now for all the numbers that do not belong to a set make them a member of this new set of numbers which do not have a set. But if these numbers then are a set of these numbers which themselves have no set, aren't they now members of a set? Which in turn means that they can't be of this set which is a set set aside for numbers to which have no set. Yet since these numbers are no longer members of a set they must be members of this set of numbers to which there is no set.
As the paradox shows, there was a reason Russell was hated by a growing number in the mathematician fraternity.
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, 13 July 2010
For a Sydneysider The Golden Mile was always going to be the most appealing series of Underbelly. It covers 1988 through 1999, which, for a thirty year old, roughly corresponds to the time he might start paying attention to the news. The shooting of Lakemba Police Station or that year of kneecappings and other associated violence lingered the same way a hot summer does, leaving one reeling and with a template imprinted onto their brain against which all future summers are compared.
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Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Eight hours with nothing to do at Los Angeles International Airport. No bomb threat theatre to watch. No art displays to mosey through. Nothing more than waiting in transit. Heat brings it on with humidity close to mop. Walking up and down the terminals lasts a half hour before the bus ride takes over. Eleven minutes away, the lug of sign-free roads and ambiguous traffic lights makes way to a bus rank. Mill about with pantsless individuals looking for a trip downtown.
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Ethan Switch - Monday, 25 August 2008
Terminal 3 of San Francisco domestic airport, ground floor. Not far from Two Wings for Wall and Person by Vito Acconci, an etching in 12 parts wasting away some minutes of time. Dropping $20 into a machine spits out an international prepaid phone card from Exactta Communications. Nearby, cattle of wayward luggage and suitcases idle next to the bank of phone booths and empty carousels.
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Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 6 March 2007
Don't go watching a French film with subtitles on the morning after the Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras. Just don't.
Read the rest of Claude Chabrol's A Comedy of Power - Palace Academy Twin Cinemas - 04/03/07 review
Ethan Switch - Friday, 28 July 2006
Vultures, the lot of them. Rabid packs of high school students on one of the cheapest and lamest excursions imaginable run the floor of the Sydney Convention and Exhibition Centre. Barging and bumping over each other, no sense of order and talking like the drunks ambling out of last night's gig.
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Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 9 May 2006
Database error: Please bake some more brownies.
Read the rest of Giselle - Australian Ballet - Opera Theatre, Sydney Opera House - 08/05/06 review
Ethan Switch - Thursday, 8 December 2005
To at least one man standing on the corner of the Eastern Distributor and Oxford Street in Paddington, the area knows well the actions and activity of gays, lesbians, transgenders and bisexuals alike. Those looking for a simple stroll along a street famous for its annual Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras may find personal lap dogs eager to please or kidnap the unsuspecting participant.
Read the rest of Joyeux Noel (Merry Christmas) - Palace Verona, 17 Oxford Street, Paddington review
Ethan Switch - Monday, 7 February 2005
Bondi Beach. Sand envelopes the entire place. Pot plants, inside the lifts, the counter top. Hell, even the showers scatter the grains of sand across the floor. Damn sand is everywhere. Knows of this observation's existence from a train and bus ride away. Daylight is unkind toward the Bondi Pavilion on Campbell Drive. Seat colours take up a lot of the ugly. Arriving with enough lead time, the cinemagoers find their mingling taking place on the balcony behind and in front of the pavilion. A paradox of locational streams.
Read the rest of The Dreamers at Bondi Open Air Cinema - Bondi Beach Pavilion - 03/02/05 review
Jimmy Weasel - Wednesday, 1 December 2004
These gloves are designed with a single purpose - prevention of blisters while pumping the iron. They are not intended for any other task. They will not make you run faster, lift more, or appear larger. They are not to be used when challenging someone to a duel or even demanding satisfaction from all who serve to insult you.
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Jimmy Weasel - Sunday, 14 November 2004
The sachets that were delivered say "combat stimulant," which lead me to believe that Ethan had somehow managed to get his fingers upon some kind of military supply box that managed to fall from a truck. Further investigation revealed some kind of crazy cross-marketing scheme between Octane and Sony, for the launch of the game Killzone.
Read the rest of Octane Energising Gel - invigorating & avoiding eye contact review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Saturday, 13 November 2004
As always, when all good things are said and done, they must inevitably come to an end. After all, the movie was over and so was our reason for being together.
And so it came to be that four young men, satiated for the time being at least, found themselves lost on the streets of a city known only to fashion conscious 16-year old girls, purveyors of religions wacky and weird, and, of course, the ubiquitous poverty stricken.
Read the rest of Bad Santa - George St Cinemas 10 November 2004 review
Ethan Switch - Friday, 12 November 2004
Peak hour bums around the clock, slicked guys and busted girls at the Greater Union Hoyts Village complex on George Street stand in a thick depressing queue transplanted from the banks not open during the night. Taking the usual wear of sweat and dead skin, that creepy guy tries to sell a wristband to the homeless man with a photo of the Virgin Mary smoking a cigarette.
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Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, 1 August 2004
wonderful, yes
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