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If its as good as they say it is, I wonder if you can build other things out of it. Roof tiles? Car bodywork anyone?

If it's as good as they say it is, I wonder if you can build other things out of it. Roof tiles? Car bodywork anyone?

Environmentally aware shopping site EcoCentric has just launched a chopping board made entirely from recycled cardboard. Made from layers of compressed packaging, the finish is apparently ‘slate-like’ and meets health and safety guidelines (for the home at least, I wonder if it’s restaurant friendly? I’ve asked the PR, along with a question about what the manufacturing process specifically entails and if other materials are used – the release says not) It’s certainly tough for a paper-based product, reckoned to be heat resistant to 175 degrees Celsius and dishwasher proof.

EcoCentric claims that the production process, aside from using no raw materials in the board or packaging, consumes around 70% less energy than manufacturing a board from new.And, of course, at the end of its life you can just recycle it again – although I’ve never thrown away a chopping board in my life I don’t think. Do they actually wear out?

Makes me a bit angry that the local council simply composts all our cardboard. Think of the things you could make with this stuff.

I’m a big fan of EcoCentric’s products – I looked at one of their laptop bags made from old leather belts and recylced jackets last year for a feature in Stuff and it was absolutely lovely. Higher quality feel than most new bags, in fact.

Bread, by Avxly at Flickr.

I’ve just been listening to a show on Radio 4 that gives a name to something I’ve always been curious about. It’s a principle apparently called ‘Experimental Philosophy’, and while that’s a name I’ve not come across before, the idea ties into something which has fascinated me since university. It boils down to this: the circumstances in which you find yourself are more important in the decisions you make than your personality or moral code.

There are a few semi-comic examples of practical experiments cited on the show, Analysis, that bear this out: a group of theology students were asked to prepare a sermon about the Good Samaritan, and then instructed to go preach it. Half of them were told they were running late for the service, and on the way, all were stopped in the street by someone who needed help.

The ones who were running late didn’t stop, while the people who were on time did. All could be assumed to be of very moral character.

The ‘bread theory’ as I shall dub it in future creative works is a riff on the idea that people who are about to sell their house should do some baking, and that supermarkets should pipe the smell of the ovens to the front door to encourage people to spend. The test this time was asking people who were stood outside a shop whether or not they had change for a dollar. Half of the group were stood in front of a bakers, with the scent of yummy bread wafting over their heads, the others weren’t. Naturally the first group were significantly more willing to help a stranger with change, presumably for the car park.

It’s made clear that no-one is saying we could improve society by pumping food smells into everyone’s home, but the idea is touched on nevertheless.

The radio show moves the argument into ethics, where it starts to become very academic and a way of exploring our moral relativism. The example cited is the Peter Singer argument from Famine, Affluence and Morality: if you dive into a pond to save a drowning child knowing you were going to ruin a pair an expensive pair of shoes, why wouldn’t you sacrifice the same pair of shoes to prevent a child starving in Africa? Looked at objectively, it’s the same question.

Personally, I find the thought experiments less interesting than the practical ones. They touch on too many issues about human behaviour to ever be comfortably resolved: call me a pessimist but I don’t foresee a time that the imperative to live according to that kind of considered morality will ever overtake the desire for material comfort in Western society, and so you have to work with what you have.

The practicality issue, though, that circumstances are a controlling factor in choices is nothing new. I first came across it studying Brecht, who challenged the nineteenth century consensus of Stanislavky, Thomas Hardy et al that character is a fixed notion and said that – and I paraphrase from memory here – faced with the same set of decisions I made today, I wouldn’t make the same choices tomorrow. Because everything, including me, would be slightly different. In a simpler form it’s expressed in modern movies like Sliding Doors or the car crash scene in Benjamin Button.

The most interesting creative experiment along these lines I took part in was a dramatic piece by a friend about an old people’s home. All the characters were cast cross-gender, but played absolutely straight with no reference to the fact other than physical appearance on stage. It worked perfectly, quite intense dialogue about life experiences which we assume are typically ‘male’ or ‘female’ made absolute sense regardless of which sex the actor speaking it was. The defining morality or behaviour of a character was easily transposable.

There’s more to write on this, but it ties in very closely with a story that I’m writing and I’m not sure how it’s going to develop at the moment – and they’re not something I’ve used this blog for yet – so I’ll save it for later.

I love these photos – Fallen Princesses: Disney Just Got Real. Dina Goldstein is currently creating an exhibition of shots showing Disney characters coping with modern day issues like childcare, addiction and mental illness. A brilliant idea, my favourite is Rapunzel dealing with chemotherapy.

As the papers have picked up on today there’s some incredible stories appearing on Twitter and various blog sites from protesters in Iran who have functioning internet connections. I used to work for an Iranian woman in Exeter whose family fled the country after the revolution in 1979 – haven’t spoken to her in years but I imagine she’s fairly distraught at the moment. She always wanted to go back, but being a divorcee married to a white guy who was running her own business, didn’t really fit the model of acceptable female behavior the Supreme Leader proscribed.

There are some fascinating pictures here of destruction inside the university where @Change_for_Iran was Twittering while under siege last night. They’re all haunting and macabre, in a non-gruesome way, but this is the oddest.

Huh?

Huh?

What was in the elevator that they needed to get in so badly? Can you imagine being on the other side of that? And, most importantly, don’t elevator doors slide open? Why go to the bother of battering it down when a simple crowbar would do the trick?

Sunset on the Zambezi

Sunset on the Zambezi

Right, finally got round to uploading most of my Zambia pics to Flickr. Didn’t actually take that many (and even less that are any good) because we had the amazing Brenda with us for that. Mostly, I was busy taking notes and writing.

What would they grow here?

What would they grow here?

OK – my curiousity needs sating. Spotted this farm in the middle of what looked like salt flats or something while flying from Joburg to Livingstone two weeks ago. Anyone know what grows in fields that look red from the air?

Online video is still better in the US

Online video is still better in the US

Having failed completely to get Tweetdeck working – Adobe AIR not wanting to play happy with Ubuntu – I’m really glad I finally checked out Spode‘s JournoTwit.

JournoTwit, yesterday

JournoTwit, yesterday

Embarrassingly, I had no idea he was such an accomplished coder. This really is a great app, which filters out stories from potential news stories as well as highlighting @ replies, retweets and auto-loading pics. And, there’s a mobile version too.

Even better, it doesn’t require a proprietary format like Adobe AIR to make it work – it’s all done in PHP and Javascript. Of course, it does mean I’m trusting Spode with my login details, but he works for the Telegraph now, so he’s clearly a man of integrity, right?


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