timtufuga's Journal in September 2006
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The Coomera Half Ironman triathlon is on this weekend. Some 750 competitors from throughout Australia, and New Zealand, and I, will be partaking in this annual event. Most triathletes will be hoping to qualify for the Australian Ironman, in April 2007, in Port Macquarie, NSW, and, moreso, for the lure of the Hawaiian Ironman. This will be my first time effort, as the only Crestmead representative, I am somewhat excited, but, I am quietly confident that I will do well, even if I do fail to meet the 4 hour 40 minute benchmark to qualify for the Australian Ironman, still, I hope to complete it, safely and intact. I do feel some empathy for the only Woodridge representative, and the one and only Beenleigh representative, also set to line up on the starting line. There are some three AMS members from Slacks Creek that I know off, so Logan City, and Beenleigh, is well represented this year.
My wetsuit and bike that I hope to use on Sunday, 1st October, 2006, Gold Coast Half Ironman triathlon. |
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The Evildoers!!! 11 September Five years since 911 It has been five years to the day when the world was shocked by the 911 WTC and the Pentagon acts of terror, the 'War on Terror' would then ensue. So what have we learnt from the lessons of Holy Jihadi terrorism? I have considered the nightmare of the world trade centre and the Pentagon bombings as anything but a Holy religious war against the Western Judeo-christian faith but something very politically and economically significant. The impact upon the global interpretation upon a certain semitic race of Middle Eastern peoples has left an indelible xenophobic aftertaste that has shrouded the globe. Riots in Sydney between Lebanese (Arabs) versus Anglo-Celtic surfies has been primarily motivated by externalised events. In London, localised resentful 'Pakis', as the local Bobbies disparaging refer to the Leeds Students turn suicide bombers, would be inspired by the martyred myopic tenacity of their religious kin, within the militant global networks, now generally referred to as 'Al Qaeda', have now become home grown terrorists. Religion almost has very little to justify the power struggles between a cultural elements of the seemingly oppressed subcultural groups within many western democracies throughout the globe. The dichotomy along a Marxian paradigm would make more rational sense to explicate the seemingly oppressed nature of the Islamic Jihadi condition, but, perhaps the anarchists would consider the primordial motivation of religious self interest, in a bellicose affirmation, as a best fit in asserting resoluteness from the paroxysm of Judeo-christianity tyranny. But, to simplify matters to the laity would simply view the global context from a child's perspective and in truth there is very little complicated jargon associated with the dichotomous mindset of political and military leaders from that of a child being bullyed at school by bigger and more dominant groups of people within the school playground. To get back at them the child being bullyed would resort to more devious schemings so as to 'get square'. It is to get back at the true purveyors of power; the exploiter of oil resources; the thieves of natural resources; the corruptor of cultural values, and belief systems; the usurper of true equitable justice and fairness; and, generally, in some way it is to assert some schoolboy 'respect' in the school yard. To gain this respect through the true inventor of 'Shock and Awe', the terrorists themselves, was to proffer a unsavoury 'respect', for the 'unknown quantity', the enigmatic nature of the Islamic Jihadi has gained the fear and resentment that they 'craved for'. They wanted the attention and have gained it in the most devastating effective way, through global media attention. However, what are the lessons being taught to us? Well, the war on Terror has revealed one valuable lesson about the human condition, it is the complete fallibilty of our reasoning processes so as to justify why we do harm to others; to commit so much power resources on destruction, and anarchic entropy throughout the world; and, then, wonder why the disparity between the haves and the have nots continue to increase. But, to take the high moral ground is merely idealistic fantasy entertained by mainly level one hundred university undergraduates studying in some 'bleeding hearts' liberal Arts degree. In the 'realpolitickal' world, where realism completely annihilates idealism, the imperfection of the human condition would reveal the humaness within us all, we get upset when something is not right in this world, when the predictable is no longer predictable, when expected functionalities are seemingly dysfunctional and so we react to the changes. The dynamism of global political behaviour reveals the newer paths never before considered by present day political leaders, moreover, 'historicists', and 'universality' political scientists, may then conjure up various epistemological deductive, and inductive, theories to explicate human nature based upon some historical tautological predictability. We then realise that despite the historical 'trends', the roads we pave is truly considered as globally politically signicant. Future political behaviour may be consdered incrementally derivative and truly unprecedented, the 'War on Terror', is such a new precedent in human history, that to resolve this systemic failure amy be analogically irrelevant, therefore, futue analysts just have to 'wing it', in incrementally resolving 'systemic failure', or entropic 'anarchy', on a global context. Needless to say, Lindblomian applications in foreign policy analysis may be considered as relevant as an effective approach to foreign policy analysis, for the Oval office, and the Security Council, to consider. Consequently, perhaps, the most relevant academic who can be considered as the most difficult to falisfy so easily may be Janis Irving, with his truthful consideration of 'Groupthink', explicating the rationale for the 'Weapons of Mass destruction', and for justifying the invasion of Iraq, and, perhaps, the real raison de tre, for the overthrow of Saddam Hussein's regime. To 'punish the evildoers', is as simple of a reason for comitting to a five year long war that has 'no fronts', no boundaries of spheres of influence for the enemy is really grown and nurtured from within, within our community, within our neighbours, within our own homes, and within our own minds. Tim Tufuga (B.A. University of Queensland) Crestmead, Logan City, Queensland. September 11 |
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I have some music from the kuzi-bros from the USA to soothe a weary soul. It retraces my Christian roots as a former Assembly of God member. http://www.soundclick.com/thekatinas to listen their blend of Samoan christian pop just follow the prompts and click onto music and have a listen. The Katina brothers often tour NZ, USA, and Samoa, over the past three decades. I grew up listen to their music. Their father was a former Captain within the USMC and had served in Vietnam. He then became a Pastor in the AOG in the US and his son's entered the music industry spreading the gospel to the world. The Katinas have also performed live before the US President during a convention in America. |
| It seems strange that getting fitter could very well just kill you. Current mood: determined Category: Life I have been training for some months for my triathlon and have had to stop this week for some pains along my lateral cutanous nerve along my saphenous veins and tributaries along my tibial veinal region of my left leg, just below the gastricnimus and within the soleus (calf muscle). In layman's terms I have varicose veins on my left leg due to intensive training over the years from rugby, marial arts, triathlon training and accidents. But more importantly, when I was thirteen I was bitten by a dog whilst I was protecting my sister and cousin and forgot to get my tecnus injection, a week or so later I had an infection in the superior tibia region, behind the patella, I had developed an osteomylitis growth brought about by a stapphyloccoci bacterial infection on my left knee. The osteopedeatrician surgeon had operated on my medial left knee and inserted a draining tube in the Wellington Hospital, New Zealand, in 1981. Since then I had some post operation problems with laxed medial ligaments to my left knee and flexation on my lateral ligaments of my left knee. This would be a problem for my rugby career when I would have knee injuries in trial matches including a Kiwi university trial match in Dunedin whereby I had torn my medical ligament for the Kiwi trials ending my rugby league ambitions in 1990 in New Zealand. I still managed to be selected into the Samoan team for the 1992 world cup. During the test against the Kiwis in Sydney, Australia, I had torn the same ligament. I had sustained cartlige damage to my meniscus, causing portions of it to splinter out into the synovial fluid and pinch nerve endings in my knee, causing ceaseless pains and aches, not to mention some further laxity to my cruciate ligament, and on the medial region around the left knee itself. I have had my fair share of hospital visitations as a teenager and later on throughout my football career, which would be cut short due to other injuries as well as the dreaded knee. I have been knocked out, had my skull fractured in Motueka, in 1991. I had fractured my right collar bone in a rugby union game in Beenleigh, sustained a fractured right jaw in 1993 in a street fight in Toowong, Brisbane and when I fought back I was arrested by the police and was charged even though I was defending myself. This would be an interesting story, for anther time, but, I digress. I had my ribs broken twice in martial arts bouts and sparring. My sternum was fractured whilst I was in Prison, due to being found guilty for defending myself and for that I was playing rugby league in jail I was selectively targeted on the field and got my just dessert????!!! The infirmary refused to set a cast brace and left me to fend for myself and I was in my cell for a couple days having to miss my dinner due to immobility and being trapped in my cell. I have fond memories of the Borallon prison. In Samoa, in 1997, I had received my third broken nose when I was playing touch in Samoa College and a Samoan head button me in the face. I left Samoa with my nose as flat as a pancake it was hilarious to see. In 2004, a Samoan goon punched me on the mouth fracturing my left jaw this time when I was inebriated with alcohol and was alone in a pub, and I was as blind as a bat. I did not even know the assailant's name. In the Princess Alexander hospital the surgeon inserted my second set of ORIF titanium plates and screws turning me into the robocop, except there were nurses in Hijabi headscarfs and I thought that I was in a midddle eastern hospital with Arabs everywhere. When I was in post op my front lip was cut and when I was able to eat solid food again I would bite my front bottom lip, it was a surgeons joke, no doubt. When a Maori nurse gave me a mouth wash formula, I received this strange mixture that loosened my teeth, so I refused to use their mouthwash, until I was released from the hospital I bought my own. I have some nightmarish recollections of the Princess Alexander Hospital, in Brisbane, which was also the hospital in which my late mother was operated on, for cervical cancer that ended up being a spinal operation for metastasised cancer, so it was believed to be the case? But, this operation only hastened her death. I suspected that the neuro-oncological surgeons had merely euthanised my late mother through their purported operation for a metastasised cancer on her spine and then a Cerebrospinal fluid discharge (after the Spinal Tap) would cause her to feel tremendous pain excriciatingly enough for her to want to have the draining tube removed and in thus she would die from the (CSF) ceresbrospinal fluid discharging throughout her body and causing her to ballon to hypersensitive tenderness and seem to explode with utter agony. I had written to the medical staff and the health rights commission and then to the Minister for Health over the matter and received apathetic and dismissive replies. This was in 2002 when my mother was agaonising in the PAH she died in March, in the Logan Hospital, four weeks after her operation in the PAH. I was in the PAH in 2004, for a common assault, by this neighbour of mine, I refused to fight him simply because he was my neighbour, meanwhile, in the PAH, for some reason my name seem to have triggered some recorded recognition from the hospital, and it was an enlightening experience when I am at the mercy of these same type of medical practitioners. I have recovered from all these injuries and the emotional scars are even more enduring then my physical wounds. Now, I am training for triathlons. I have a new problem since my variscose veins may in fact lead to deep vein thrombosis (dvt) which may trigger a pulmonary embolism and even a stroke in the future. I ahve my heart rate monitor which has given me some very bizzare readings which has revealed that my hr is spasmodic from a mere 150-160 beats per minute (bpm)during serious endurance exercises ie, half marathon runs of 22 kms, to long distance riding (100+kms), and to 2-3kms per session swims, in the pool. I have been measured at 150/80 blood pressure, even though I am meant to be getting fitter since I have been doing a lot of triathlon training. My veinal tributaries have swollen even further in my left leg, and now I have bought compression socks to compress these veins. I am a single man with no offsprings, and sometimes, I would sit down and cogitate the very reason for my existence. It is easy to feel despondent but I am not in the slightest. I have been through too much already to ever contemplate defeat. I will continue with my personal challenge and will see it to the end. I will stay the course,( or Stay the cause), and come October 1, 2006, I will do the Half Ironman, in Coomera, Gold Coast. This seems more then just a mere triathlon it is my life at stake now. This is not only for my late mum, now for my sister, but more importantly this is for ME!!!! |
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