notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Friday, November 18, 2005


So, people may not know this, but I kind of like wrestling. I know it's fake, but certainly it provides a lot more entertainment than a LOT of other sports; most cricket games spring to mind, likewise baseball, but hey, we've all seen terrible examples of whatever game we hold most dear, be it badminton or ballet, chequers or croquet, boxing or baseball.

Wrestling for me is operatic in terms of the drama it deliberately creates; hey, why hate em??? They're only stiving to give you drama like soap operas and movies...for instance, one character, "The Undertaker" was actually meant to have died in one bout. He was just dumped in a coffin or something and that was it, in the eyes of the WWE (nb, the WWE used to be the WWF (World Wrestling Federation) till the World Worldlife Fund threatened to sue their ass)he was dead. THEN they organised some pay per view event where they scheduled a bout where he would fight the person who killed him....Leading up to it that guy (who "killed" him) would fight, maybe win, and then the place would go all dark, one time it rained (clever lighting), while another time the whole place went dark, and the ring started to shake back and forth (both times, the Undertaker's music, the funeral bells or whatever began, thanks sound guy)....Completely fake, but it built up to some great entertainment (i didn't watch it; i like it but i don't like it enough to pay for it)...That's what it's all about, from Hulk Hogan to Batista, these guys aim to entertain, win, and get rich, while other professional athletes mostly concentrate on the latter two. Yes, it panders to popular negative stereotypes (all american heroes, all cowarldly arabic villains), but this just makes it a reflection (albeit distorted and inflated one) of all that we see in the press, front and back pages. At least wrestling gives us the spectacle of someone flying through the air from the top of a cage with a very real elbow connecting with a very real skull.

Theres a price to this entertainment, and I'm not talkin' 'bout the price they expect us to pay to watch someone to come back from the dead fight the man who killed him. We all remember Andre the Giant, he was in The Princess Bride. Sadly, he's one of all too many wrestlers who have died far too young. Texas Tornado, Owen Hart, and Davey Boy "Bulldog" Smith are part of an all too large group of dead pro wrestlers...Whether it was due to the fact they couldn't handle it when the spotlight shifted from their orange rippling biceps, the amount of steroids and other chemical enhancements they pumped into their bodies to reach the levels of athleticism and starey eyedness they achieve, or just plain bad planning, this is a hazardous occupation...even more so than Rugby, where even the fans seem to be dedicated to inflicting insane pain upon themselves, let alone what goes on in the hell of a scrum (see the final story here).

Sadly, we have to add one more name to that list, Eddie Guerro died recently in his hotel room, just before he was about to perform. Sometimes we have to take a moment and appreciate that our job does not put us at the insane risk as wrestling does, but it probabaly doesn't give us the ridiculous, unnecessary, highs either.

By the Way, when I googled "Cage Match" images, I found this individual lurking amongst the thongs and mullets...WHAT TIME IS IT?