Let's Make Lots Of Money (Do It Like Pet Shop Boys - It's More Fun That Way)

The local cafe owner has ear wormed me.

This is not something I need to go to the vet for. The cafe was just playing a catchy song. I had a German friend who once described a song stuck in her head as “ear worm”. Actually, with her accent, it sounded more like 'air firm' and we had a couple of confusing minutes where I was imagining the company that manufactured air-guitars. Even more confusingly, air-guitars are not amplified by air-marshals. They're something else entirely... but I digress. I felt that ear worm was a lovely saying and it has stayed with me.

While I'm talking air-guitars, let's get into some evolutionary theory.

Idiot Creationists (or the disingenuously re-badged Intelligent Design brigade) quite often use the argument from irreducible complexity. Put simply, it says, “What good is half an eye? Full eyes must have sprung fully formed onto the planet, so therefore there's a god.” This ignores the fact that there are plenty of “half eyes” on other species and even quarter eyes and three quarter eyes. What it actually says about the person espousing it is, “I can't imagine how evolution would work in this case, it must be god.” They call it Intelligent Design, I call it lack of imagination or qualification.

To drive another nail into the tyres of the Intelligent Design bandwagon, they can watch evolution at work - if they care to pay attention. I was mentioning air-guitars above, well, I saw on telly a thing called a “Paper Jamz”. It is a paper-thin electronic guitar that plays by some touch sensitive conduction... or something (I can't imagine how it works... god must have invented it). They are shaped like guitars, but don't have any strings. They are a half-guitar. The step between air and something else. I predict that within the next few millenia, we will see fully formed guitars, with strings and everything, roaming the planet.

So, anyway, my cafe ear wormed me with Go West's, We Close Our Eyes. I've been humming it since the weekend and I had one of those moments that I wanted to share. Those crazy little Go Westies make an oblique William Blake quote.

We are tigers in the night

We are burning

To me now, that is an obvious corruption of:

Tyger, tyger burning bright

In the forests of the night

I feel quite differently about Go West now, and seeing that Men at Work just lost the court case brought against them by a kookaburra, I can see some opportunities for some vexatious money making.