Monday, 19 October 2015

The Meaning of Halloween



Welcome back to the Randomizer!

So once again, I’ve been stuck on what to talk about this month (isn’t that always the way?), and flip-flopped in between what to talk about. Either talking my favourite moments from the recently ended This Is England, or looking into the roots of every child-adult, or child and adult’s favourite excuse to dress up, Halloween. I decided to do Halloween because, really, it’s something that’s probably quite unknown in the mainstream, and despite admittedly my own lack of passion into this subject, beside some interest, there might be something lurking underneath that will spark my attention further, as if it hasn’t done already. So perhaps I will talk about This is England next month, don’t worry! Although I might have to appease Mibs Bayliss somehow…I’ll think of something.

Yes, that'll do


Anyway, yes. Halloween.



When the human creatures of the night come out to play, dressed in various costumes of pop culture, historical period pieces and different animals, to get drunk in the appropriate manner at home or parties across towns and cities, or go out Trick or Treating and gorging on chocolate as soon as you get back. You got sick the day after if you did either one, but it was always worth it. You even get to meet celebrities as you go along. I even got to meet Gamora from Guardians of the Galaxy last year!

The melodies in the Duchess were pleasant


But like many holidays in our calendar, Halloween has become a commercialisation, where we embrace the culture spoon-fed to us, and don’t really follow up on the basics of what this time of year is particularly about. We seem to have lost an understanding, amongst the other parts of our lives. To me, we seem to have no proper understanding of what Halloween is truly about. Unlike Christmas, we all know what happened there. Or do we?..........yes, yes we do. Or………perhaps another day. All Halloween may appear to be nowadays is an excuse to dress-up, because it’s ingrained in our mind, without question, and get chocolate or drink, without question. That’s really the point, without question. We don’t really ask why we do this, we just do. Just like zombies.

This is what this article is about, to show what are the roots of Halloween, and develop a better understanding into what the day is actually about, amid the costumes, chocolate, and alcohol. Only by questioning, we find the meaning of Halloween, and why it has become what it is today. So…come and join me on this journey through time, costumes and hell, if…you…dare. Mwahahahahahahahahahaha! (cough) sorry…need a glass of water. Bear with me a moment.

Mustn't keep my audience waiting


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So, where do the origins of Halloween lie? It’s apparent that many of the traditions and folklore of Halloween, came from the Celtic nations of the British Isles over 2,000 years ago, perhaps even more than that. These include Scotland, Wales, Cornwall, the Isle of Man, Brittany (in the north west of France, and considered part of the Celtic Isles), and perhaps more specifically, Ireland. This makes for a happy Simon, especially the latter! The tradition in particular for Halloween, was the festival of Samhain, pronounced (sah-win) or (sow-in).



Samhain was marked as the beginning of winter, and hence the harvest crops grown would be collected, and taken in for food supplies during the cold months, along with perhaps cattle in addition. At the same time, the Celts believed that certain boundaries overlapped each other, between the living, and the mythological. Those mythological spirits were called Aos Si (ees shee), who lived in underground mounds or trees or anywhere particularly sacred, and were both respected and feared, possibly even capable of destroying livestock and crops. So offerings of food and drink were made to appease the Aos Si, so that possibility would go away for at least another year. It was also when it was said the dead would rise back up and return to their homes. Apparently, places at the dinner table, or by the fireplace, were set aside for their return. Well to be fair, they will have had long journeys to make. Maybe even after trick or treating.

It is pretty cool to see how many similarities there are, in giving offerings to those mythological Aos Si, and giving chocolate out to the Avengers if they showed up on your doorstep. It’s just a transfer of seeing mythologies played out before you in culture.

As time passed to the Dark Ages, Samhain was adopted into the Christian calendar, and given the name ‘All Hallow’s Eve’, before the holy days of ‘All Saints’ and ‘All Souls’, all collectively known together as Allhallowtide. By the end of the 12th century, they were recognised holy days, with the added addition of the ringing of church bells, for those who were yet to reach Heaven, with criers clad in black walking the streets to remember the dead.

The recognisable additions, similar to our trick-or-treating, came in the 15th and 16th centuries in the form of ‘souling’, and ‘guising’. ‘Souling’ in the former century has been suggested as the first form of ‘trick-or-treating’, baked soul cakes for any christened people, dating in England, Germany, Italy, Austria and Belgium. Children went around collecting them, in exchange for praying to the dead, more for the giver’s relatives and friend’s souls. ‘Guising’ came in the latter, in the Celtic nations, when people dressed in costume, singing verses and songs, in exchange for food. It’s possible that as well in the Middle Ages, some churches could not afford showing off relics of martyred saints, and allowed parishioners to dress up as the saints. One tradition that seems to have been continued on unrecognisably was ‘mumming’, or folk plays, going door-to-door performing house visits and going to public houses. So looking back to this, these traditions seem exactly the same as what would happen today.

TRICK OR TREAT!


Thus far we have an understanding of where the origins of Halloween lie. Samhain was an important time of the year for many Celtic supporters…oops, sorry, people. It was a difficult time to be in the winter cold, especially with knowing that mythological creatures were out and about maybe ruining your crops, and the dead coming back home to sit by the fire. But the way it has changed over two millenniums, is remarkable in how little it seems to resemble itself nowadays. The basics of giving food and dressing up are there, but as we’ve become more knowledgeable, you could argue the original meaning is just gone, more to the dead then the Aos Si. That day to respect those who have died has really gone (I’m not really counting Remembrance Day because that’s really for the armed forces). So perhaps it might be nice to do something similar on Halloween to do that again, even as something simple as lighting a candle. I’m considering doing that. Anyone else up for that?

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As perhaps something that has happened in history, many other different cultures and aspects have become intertwined with Halloween, some possibly apparent from Samhain, which are still continued on this day. Apple bobbing was merged into Halloween, thanks to the Romans who had conquered Britain and brought apple trees with them, representation the goddess Pomona. But there are definitely some popular examples.

One popular aspect of Halloween are the Jack-O-Lanterns. In the Middle Ages, it’s possible the lanterns could have been related to guiding the dead back to home. Fires and candles were lit, some at home, to guide them on their way away from Christians, back to their homes, known as soul lights. Many Christians on the continent believed the dead would rise up for a, ‘wild, hideous carnival’, known as the ‘Dance Macabre’. That would explain the ‘Night on Bald Mountain’ segment from ‘Fantasia’. 

He does the carnival for free. Still good numbers go every year!


Another folklore about the Jack-O-Lantern comes from Ireland, of how a man called Dave…no, not really, Jack, tricked the Devil into going up a tree and etched the cross into the bark, trapping him. When he died after a good sinful life, he was denied both into Heaven and Hell, since the Devil kept his promise, and chucked a coal from the fires of hell at him. Jack placed the coal into a hollowed out turnip, and has carried on roaming for a place to rest ever since. I hope he knows Shelter exists, they can give a bed to rest. In Ireland and Scotland, turnips are the traditional vegetable to carve faces into. When immigrants came to America, they used the native pumpkin to carve in because it was softer and larger to use.

However from what research I could gather, it’s difficult to understand properly where the idea for the Jack-O-Lantern originated, as a Halloween custom. It’s possible that because Americans used pumpkins to carve around harvest time, and Thanksgiving, it became absorbed into Halloween culture later on. This is my speculation, unless proven otherwise.

Would he be as desperate to go to Justin Bieber's house?


Another aspect, that has been claimed in relation to Halloween as well, is a skull. Usually we associate a skull with death, an understanding that life is finite, one of many destinies that we cannot deny, as shown by different historical drawings of the personification of Death as a skeleton, from the 15th century onwards, having been personified as different versions in multiple cultures. Yet that image has remained engrained in our heads easily enough. Considering the connections with the dead already on Halloween, perhaps it made sense for the skull to be the theme for death, and also becoming a personification for Halloween itself, along with souling and guising? Who really knows? Stephen Fry probably.

I think the skeletons are there to stop him leaving the show. Ever. He will never move from that spot. .........Please?


One final aspect I want to talk about is specifically horror fiction, and why they’re easily associated with Halloween in general. Giving an example, the Universal Monster Series, with the most recognisable characters of Dracula, Frankenstein’s Monster and The Wolf Man. Their first films released in the 30s and 40s, and not during the time when Halloween was nearby, Dracula being released in February, Frankenstein in November, and The Wolf Man in December. It’s the same with their respective source materials, the books, Dracula by Bram Stoker being released in January in 1897, Frankenstein being released in 1819, unfortunately with no idea of a release date.

So why are they associated with Halloween? It’s more likely because they are obviously part of the horror genre, using many elements including body-snatching, blood-sucking, and transforming into another creature, things that are viewed as inhuman. I think it was because it was easy enough to throw those elements into Halloween, because its symbolisms were quite clear anyway. Chuck them all into a witches boiling cauldron of the finest Jack Daniels ever made. Red Blood Cherry Spirit. Hmmmmm, I think Alice would love that.

Hubble, bubble, Jack Daniels and Trouble. This will give out good hangovers.


From looking at a few of these aspects, it’s certain that Halloween is a grand mixture of everything. Historical folklores becoming appropriated for the day, with a number of mythological creatures joined in simply because they are part of the horror genre. It’s interesting to make how much is mixed and shown off in splendour, to bring out the most recognisable horrific elements on one day of the year. Not that it means it’s all doom and gloom. For some, Halloween is a fun time of year, to revel in the fictional creatures that give us such joy, to dress up and roam streets all around the world, and gorge on chocolate. That’s the main thing. It’s become a fun day in all.

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The third, and final, question is this. What is the meaning of Halloween?

I think, for certain and obvious reasons, that the meaning of Halloween has irrevocably changed over two millenniums, but definitely more so in recent memory.  We don’t think of the idea of thinking about our loved ones and paying our respects anymore, instead basking in the fun and expressing our love of the horror genre. It’s like many words of the past, they can change definitions, and the meaning of Halloween is no exception, despite death remaining a significant symbol either way.

Like I said a moment ago, it’s not all bad. Halloween has become a more or less a social day, to dress up and have a bit of fun on the night. But with that we do lose some kind of meaning to it, regarding remembering those who have passed on. You could argue that’s because of Christianity being kind of faded out to a point, and perhaps even extend that to Remembrance Day, like shouldn’t anyone be remembered, not just armed forces? It is a tough argument because of fighting for a country against being a singer, farmer, gamer etc. Although those are social constructs, and I think that argument might have lost a bit of meaning. I must be that good at punching holes haha! Though I do hate wasps. Punch holes in myself.

You should work on your arguments more....oh that's right, use that spray can. Solves all your problems- HOLY HELL WHAT THE F*** WAS IN THAT STUFF? ARGHH!!!


Going back to Samhain, it’s easy to see why those kind of meanings have changed over the years. Some of us aren’t in that difficult position of trying to survive the winter cold anymore, and society won’t stay the same as always throughout the years. But I think because of death being a significant power during this day, it’s still something that resonates within us.

It’s a difficult stance to make. I’d say when it comes to it, really, it’s up to you now you understand a bit more of the history. I’d think I’d still light a candle for all those who have passed on, but I’d still have a bit of fun dressing up because that’s still part of how I remember Halloween. Decisions, decisions, that’s what it really comes down to.

So in the end, Halloween is a choice in celebration. I think I have my plans sorted. What about yooooOOOOOuuuuuuu? Sorry I had to do that.

Your puns are worthy of me


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That’s it for this month. I apologise if there was any information I got wrong, and will update accordingly if called out. Happy Halloween!
 
               

Thursday, 17 September 2015

Power of Photos



Welcome back to the Randomizer! And to quite an important issue to start us off tying into the main point of this article. Refugees.

It’s been one of the main talking points in the past couple years. People, humans, leaving Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan and various other countries seeking to make better lives for themselves or escape the devastation of war. Yet in the face of it, there have been countries who have tried to stop them coming through entirely, Hungry and Denmark being prime examples. In Great Britain there had been talks about reducing the flow, or ‘swarm’ as David Cameron called them though I’m sure he was talking about his bee-keeping duties then, of refugees attempting to get through from Calais, some even dying in their bid. This is despite our helping saving lives in the Mediterranean in the past.

Yet since the beginning of this month, all of this changed. Cameron has said now 20,000 refugees will be accepted into Britain over the next five years. Germany and Austria opened up its borders to let refugees in their countries, and provide an opening for those who wish to get to Norway, Sweden and Finland. France too will allow 24,000 refugees in over two years. Why all this sudden change? This is where I come to the main point of the article:

The Power of Photos.

On the 2nd September, a three year old Syrian child, called Aylan Kurdi was washed up on the beach in Turkey, drowned in the Aegean Sea on route to Greece. There, Nilufer Demir of Turkey’s Dogan News Agency took a photograph that, for many people, summed up the impact of the risks that they had undertaking to reach new homes, and touched something in people that ask leaders to bring in the refugees. It’s certainly given me something to talk about, not just about the refugees, but a subject that’s really been on my mind for the past week.


Deaths during the refugee crisis have been nothing new to talk about. We have heard how people in Calais have died coming to England in the Channel Tunnel, hit by trucks or cars, and those who had drowned in the Mediterranean. But everything seemed to be encapsulated by this one photo, something that struck our sense of humanity, a drowned child, an innocent victim fleeing his country from war, only to die in the attempt with his mother and older brother, the father surviving and bearing the tears of family loss.
 

That’s something I want to look into today, at how much photos have changed the perspectives of war, show how they can still resonate today in some societies, and how they can capture moments that can invoke our humanity. I’ll be looking at a maximum of three examples that do these things, and see how each of those points reflect ourselves as a whole in those photographs. The first of these photos will be graphic so fair warning to you reading this article, and I do not own these photographs in anyway.


There are those who say that photography isn’t an art. Well then I’ll say ‘Guernica’ by Pablo Picasso isn’t a proper war photo.

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I shall start with one of the most iconic photos in history, more specifically the Vietnam War.

For nearly 20 years from 1955 to 1975, Vietnam was a virtual battleground for the Cold War, split into two after WW2. North Vietnam was supported by the Soviet Union (Russia), China and other communist supporters. The South supported by USA, Philippines and other capitalist supporters. US presence had increased in the early 60s to stop the communist ideal spreading, but opposition had grown more steadily among students and the growing counter-culture movement to end the war. That opposition broke through quickly with the great number of photographs taken, showing the reality of how the conflict was conducted in a brutal manner. One photo that does that just simply is the (in)famous photograph of execution.



How do you feel looking at that photo? Disgust? Sad? Horror? It’s one of many photos that sent shockwaves through the world, seeing this man kill a Vietnamese innocent in cold blood literally frozen in time. Eddie Adams, who took the photo, won the Pulitzer Prize for this photo, showing the world what the conflict had become, and begin a trend with more provoking photos captured by others to follow suit.

But there is one thing photos can do like many other parts of media. They lie. No, this photograph wasn’t staged in any way, it’s the truth. But it’s not a totally black-and-white picture (No pun intended). That man being shot? He was, as South Vietnamese sources said, a Viet Minh (not Viet Cong) death squad commander, who already killed a South Vietnamese General and his family members that very morning, at the time of a ceasefire. The man with the gun? He was Nguyen Ngoc Loan, another South Vietnamese general whom had apparently witnessed more killings by the man, or had questioned him on the spot briefly, before truthfully killing him on the spot. Adams said years later that the photo told a half-truth, and he expressed remorse for publishing it in the first place saying: “Two people died in that photograph…The General killed the Viet Cong, I killed the general with my camera”. True words, since Loan was disregarded for the rest of his life because of the photo, forced to retire from being a pizza restaurant manager in America after he was found out.

So even with good intentions, this photo is one example of how pictures can manipulate the bigger picture so to speak, a photo being one part of life that can say much, yet interpretation can say more. War has that power to change and affect lives so dramatically, it either damages us or empowers us. In this case and more of other photos it’s both, because it empowers the commander as a victim of war, and in turn empowers those who wish to end the war by using the photo to their own, sometimes misguided, views. Ironic how this photo brings students to protest, about someone who killed and admitted before he was executed he was happy to do so.

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The second photo will show how, in some respects, issues still reside in society today, particularly racism, and the USA. I wonder who knows where I’m going.

Racial tensions remain an undercurrent in American society, especially more recently with the number of killings, the most recent in Charleston where nine people died in Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church. Martin Luther King Jr, Malcolm X, Barack Obama and many others have affected greatly how the view of black people has changed over the years, and continue to influence how USA views itself, and by extension how the world views USA. Racial tensions reached their zenith in the 60s, as King and X fought for equality in their country against those who, for lack of a better word, wished for black people to remain subservient to whites, some whom I wouldn’t be surprised to hear would laugh at the saying on the Declaration of Independence, ‘All men are created equal’. At the 1968 Olympic Games in Mexico City, Mexico, this photo was taken.



Taken by John Dominis, American track and field runners Tommy Smith and John Carlos (centre and right) raised their fists, known as the ‘Black Power’ salute, as the Star-Spangled Banner played, in protest against racism in USA. Australian Peter Norman supported their protest by wearing a badge of the Olympic Project for Human Rights, as were Smith and Carlos too. Smith has said in interviews that the fist represented equality and human rights, not literally ‘Black Power’ as the political group Black Panthers had done themselves.

Their actions weren’t without consequence of the time. They were booed as they left the podium, and Avery Brundage, President of the International Olympic Committee, deemed it to be a political statement, unfit for the apolitical spirit of the games. After threatening to ban all the USA track team from the games, the US Olympic committee complied to ban both Smith and Carlos from the games. Norman himself was ostracised by Australia for his part in the protest, and refused part and all other male sprinters in the following Olympics.

But this photo is distinctive to me, because despite the work done for equal rights in USA they is still a underlying tension of racism that seems, more to USA then others, unescapable. To the best of my understanding, there remains a discord in different comparisons, such as equal pay, violence and social justice, to name a few. It’s fair to say that though black Americans aren’t supposed to be treated as second-class citizens anymore, it’s undeniably a point that needs to be really looked again because if racial tensions have simply gone into a subtle discord, it’s still racism, and that photo, to me as interpreter, still has powerful significance.

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My last photo of the day is perhaps not as famous as the others, but still holds as much significance in today’s world.

During the Arab Spring over 4 years ago where many Arabs protested against various governments in the Middle East, Egypt was one of the biggest forces of change in living memory. Seeing the pictures for myself, I was transfixed by the sight of people protesting in Tahir Square, demonstrating for change in their country. Before the Arab Spring took effect, on New Year’s Day a suicide bombing occurred in Alexandra, killing 23 Coptic Christians. It was said that Muslims were to blame for the attack. Yet on the eve of the Coptic Christmas (6th January), many Muslims came in numbers to protect the Christians in case attacks happened again. A month later, during the protests against the then-government, Nevine Zaki took this photo of Christians protecting Muslims. 



This was a photo that went viral on the internet, spreading fast and showing how two religions can really come together in times of huge change and growing violence. I was quite surprised to find that the Daily Mail had an article about it, and it was actually not that bad. Shock horror!

There never is an easy photo that invokes our humanity so plainly in sight, yet this one sums that up perfectly. Because it’s two different yet similar religions coming together under one banner, to protect each other from attacks, and show that fundamentalism of any religion is really like one man’s beliefs against the majority, if that makes sense. It also shows how in an Islamic country, many people of the main religion are willing to put themselves across to protect their fellow countrymen. In this time where Muslims are persecuted by some people, there is hope for protecting each other against something that can twist and distort, and thus turns us against each other. To quote Mohamed El-Sawy, an Muslim arts tycoon who distributed flyers on that night: “We either live together, or we die together”.

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So how do these photos reflect ourselves? There’s so many ways, it’s indescribable.

Photos like the ones I’ve shown can show what we really are in the world, even if there are some that can also manipulate. They give us a sense of how we see the world for what it really can be. It is brutal, symbolic and full of love. But without careful choices also can be interpreted in the wrong manner, like the execution was clearly twisted without understanding the proper meaning. Photography is both a blessing and a curse, that’s its power, used for the realism and manipulation of mankind.

As an art-form I would definitely say it is one, because it has that power to either show the world truly in reality or manipulate the truth even accidently, as opposed to a painting and perhaps interpretation at that. It gives us a sense of understanding and influences/enforces our beliefs to give us the power to fight for what we believe, or if it’s like a casual photo make us laugh.

That’s one view of the Power of Photos. It gives us a sense of who we are and what we see in this world, its ability to change ourselves, and the capabilities are endless…

Wonder if Alice can see her birthday banner from up here?.....damn no signal....Happy Birthday Alice!


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That’s it for this month, and I apologise for not making too many jokes in this article. When I got caught up looking into this events, I do take in the serious side of things a bit more. See you in October!