It is great to see the possiblility at last of some action on global warming. While a carbon tax or an ETS is a step, an appropriately designed ETR offers several distinct advantages over a Carbon Tax or an ETS. Firstly, like a carbon tax, ETR would provide price certainty for business, industry and householders. Furthermore, funds raised by the ETR could be directed towards the research and further development of renewable energy technology as well as the deployment on a commercial scale of renewable energy technology options already available. Secondly, important environmental benefits as well as economic benefits and efficiencies are gained which can be harnessed - but it will take bi-partisan support from governments at all levels to really get the show on the road.
Post Two
Constructing ‘I’ - Memory
No matter what I think – the ‘I’ is an unknown universe.
Who am I?
In the process of constructing this and navigating through the organisational barriers and boundaries I now have many ‘I’ constitutive parts. As I am that site of a ‘self’ constructed through the blog that exists between the boundaries of organisational constructs and this now raises questions for me about how to write to “…memory as a source of the life narrative and that which authenticates the act of life writing?” (Subject Outline, p. 11). What role will memory play for me? How will I portray it on the blog? Will I be self-reflexive about the act of remembering? Will I speak about the problems of remembering?
Don't you just love sunsets - this is a photograph I took in Tasmania last year...so I do have a photo to support my memory, but is it a memory related to anything is this post...lets read on shall we...
What means of accessing memory will be incorporated within the text and photos I use and will you, the reader/critic be able to “identify and distinguish sources of memory in the text?” Will you also be able to identify what acts of remembering are utilised? (Smith and Watson p. 172). An interesting part about keeping a blog is that it can be shared with the public, so it is a private writing of ‘self’ act delivered in a public space-place. By opening it up to you the reader, and me the reader, I can receive comments from the people who are reading the blog (is this a big assumption – that people would find my blog interesting enough to read?). I can also send myself comments mmm...I like that I think? It would be interesting to know that other people share the same opinions that I doJ
Don't you just love sunsets - this is a photograph I took in Tasmania last year...so I do have a photo to support my memory, but is it a memory related to anything is this post...lets read on shall we...
What means of accessing memory will be incorporated within the text and photos I use and will you, the reader/critic be able to “identify and distinguish sources of memory in the text?” Will you also be able to identify what acts of remembering are utilised? (Smith and Watson p. 172). An interesting part about keeping a blog is that it can be shared with the public, so it is a private writing of ‘self’ act delivered in a public space-place. By opening it up to you the reader, and me the reader, I can receive comments from the people who are reading the blog (is this a big assumption – that people would find my blog interesting enough to read?). I can also send myself comments mmm...I like that I think? It would be interesting to know that other people share the same opinions that I doJ
Okay, so what has this to do with memory – the topic for the day - well…as this blog is part of an assignment I am completing for a university writing project I face the issue of working out what to share…should I share…what should I share…what do you want to read…you the reader/s who is/are relying on the veracity of my post, and I who am relying on my memory, we share the need for some verisimilitude. Fortunately for me, by using a blogspace and blogging in the blogosphere space-place, I can incorporate images to support my thoughts, surplant my thoughts, enhance my thoughts…render me complete, or in fact serve to disappear/dematerialize me. 
I remember, a long time ago, that hills were wooded, and lakes ran clear, and fish swam happily, and fisherpeople sat in their chairs on the shore, rods propped up next to them, lines dangling in the water, while they, the fisherpeople read their books or contemplated the air that they breathed or the blueness of the water…I remember when. ‘Do I? is that my memory, or something my Grandfather told me…is there a photo that I can find to support the experience? Let me look…mmm...now have to move to the ‘add a picture dialogue box’ choose a filespace, and then choose a photo, and then upload the photo, and then position the photo…just a moment, I forgot…I don’t have an ‘add a picture dialogue box’ button attached to my brain yet… but on my computer I did find a picture of peaceful water!’
Now from a subjective position I could argue that the photo provides some indication of the essence I was trying to create in the above passage about when our water and air were cleaner, clearer, more…natural. But does that work for you dear blog reader? What sort of memory does the narrative provide for you …for me I love the photo, but what does this post say about me? Is she any closer to identifying who she is yet? I hope so otherwise it might be a long week - oh by the way the lovely sunset photo - its not related to anything in particular, except that it is another way of remembering - or is it? what does a photo remember for us, and just as importantly, what does that photo tell the viewer about the content of the photo - the answers might not be the same - back to the drawing board - always more questionsJ
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WORKS CITED
Web viewed 3 May 2011
Smith, Sidonie; Watson, Julia. Reading Autobiography : A Guide for Interpreting Life Narratives.
Minneapolis, MN, USA: University of Minnesota Press, 2001 viewed 17 April 2011
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