Archive for March, 2008

I guess I’m just too nice

March 7th, 2008

Or maybe I wasn’t thinking of particularly appetising friends when I took the survey.


There’s still a one-in-four chance I’d go for it though.


March 7th, 2008

Because it’s lunch time and I’m hungry, I’m thinking of having toodles.

Toodles: (n pl) Tons (figurative) of noodles

Fly, child of mine! Be free!

Blind man buff?

March 7th, 2008

I caught this article on the RTÉ news site yesterday:

Monk caught with porn stash

It seems a monk in Germany was found to have over 200 porn DVDs in his cell after police investigated him on suspicion of having stolen some DVDs from a sex shop.

But the article leaves out a key piece of information…

… was the monk blind?

People in glass houses… Part II

March 7th, 2008

My story about lobbing rocks evoked a comment from Wychwood which I felt merited formal response in a post, rather than in the comments.

My story did not refer to any specific region, although it was inspired by recent events in Gaza.

My “parable” is deliberately generic and it applies to any region where one people oppresses another and then acts surprised and outraged when the oppressed react violently. You only have to look at the history of Ireland, or the so-called “Indian” wars in America in the 19th century to see what I mean.

My story also points out the stupidity of attacking civilian populations, no matter which side you are on.

My basic point is that rock throwing causes more rock throwing, not less. My point was not about whether the state of Israel has a right to exist. For the record, I do not believe the state of Israel should be dismantled, even though I might question the right of a people to take over an area that their ancestors lived in more than 1,000 years ago. Does that mean I have the right to a house in Scandinavia? I’m pretty sure there’s some Viking blood in my family.

Wychwood offered two links, which I have published in the comments on the previous post, but here they are again.

The Islamic Conquest’s Plunder of Palestine

Islam justifies its existence through the failure of Judaism

I have to say, the fact that Jews were pushed out of Palestine over a thousand years ago, doesn’t give them the right to drop bombs on civilian populations today, which Israel seems rather fond of doing.

In the interests of balance, let me emphasise that the fact that Israel oppresses Palestinians does not give Hammas and Hezbollah the right to fire rockets at Israeli children. They are both wrong and they are both stupid. That was the point of my story, although my story was about people’s behaviour to people and not about Israelis and Palestinians.

It’s an odd quirk of international relations that had Britain in the late 20th century done what Israel does now, i.e., indiscriminately bomb civilian populations in response to terrorist attacks, there would have been an international outcry that would have lead to Britain’s being outcast and marginalised. Just imagine the world’s reaction had Britain shelled the Falls Road in Belfast (a strongly nationalist area) in response to any of the IRA’s attacks on civilians!

Yet in the case of Israel, the world basically says, “Tut, tut. You really shouldn’t do that.”

It’s as if the world thinks, “Well, that’s the Israelis for you. They’re just like that.”

Surely it must sadden Israelis that the world seems to excuse their indiscriminate bombing and shelling of civilians as just part of who they are. Surely it must sadden Palestinians too, that the world thinks “suicide bomber” when it hears the word “Palestinian”.

I noticed that Wychwood’s links relate to past history. There doesn’t seem to be anything in there more recent than 1929. So let me say this:

When you cling to yesterday’s grievances to justify your behaviour today, people die today. In Northern Ireland, formerly implacable enemies finally realised that was unacceptable.

Here are some more links, to balance those of Wychwood:

Jews for Justice for Palestinians

Gaza conditions ‘at 40-year low’

Gunman kills eight at Jerusalem seminary

Gaza’s humanitarian crisis

Whore Presents

March 6th, 2008

Does that read Whore Presents to you?

Or is it just that part of my mind that is able to corrupt fairy tales?

Marathon Man

March 4th, 2008

Now I don’t run Marathons, mainly because I’m not insane.

Let me correct that…

Now I don’t run Marathons, mainly because I’m not insane.

But I cannot avoid being filled with admiration for Mr. Buster Martin (and I say “Mr.” with every ounce of respect that appellation can conjure), who, not content with being a rock drummer, has already run a half Marathon and is preparing to run the London Marathon.

He is clearly off his rocker, but in a way that should be a positive lesson to all of us.

People in glass houses

March 4th, 2008

So there’s this friend of mine and he was sitting at home with his family, minding his own business, when some fucker from across the street lobs a rock through his front window, leaving a nasty gash on his daughter’s forehead.

Naturally, my friend was pissed off, although he didn’t seem to grasp a connection between the fact that the land on which he built his sumptuous house used to belong to the people across the street and now they live in shacks, basically because he kicked them out. He thinks that’s beside the point.

Anyway, the problem is that my friend had no idea who was lobbing rocks at his house, so got one of those American machines that fires baseballs and he started lobbing loads of rocks at the shanty town across the street. Needless to say, lots of people who had nothing to do with throwing rocks at his house got hurt.

My friend seems to be under the impression that if he lobs enough rocks back, the smart arse on the other side of the street will give up, but I think he’s just making more people from the shanty town want to lob rocks at his family.

I kind of feel if he spent less money on machines that lob rocks and spent some on improving living conditions in the shanty town across the street, people there would be less inclined to fling nasty objects at his land (that’s the land that used to belong to them, remember).

Still, there’s no talking to him, or the bloke from across the street either. One’s as bad as the other.

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