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From the Sublime…
…to the ridiculous. After the glories of Zafon’s The Shadow of the Wind, I hesitate to mention the name of Dan Brown, but Geoffrey Pullum over at the Language Log drags me crashing back to earth with yet another example of Brown’s atrocious writing. Yup, Pullum is going to don the decontamination suit and venture into the hideous depths of Brown’s Digital Fortress.It looks like it’s going to be eyebrows arched all the way in… -
Excellent News
The Canadian Senate has approved a bill legalising same-sex marriages, following a similar decision by the lower house of parliament last month. So Canada becomes the fourth country in the world to do so. Oh well, four down, only another 189 to go before common sense prevails universally. Mind you, I suspect that some countries, such as the Vatican, are likely to resist until Hell freezes over.Leave a comment
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The Shadow of the Wind
That’s the translated name of a novel by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. The Spanish title is La Sombra del Viento.I first came across it when it was mentioned in a blog by a someone working in the Far East. It sounded intriguing, so I added it to the list of books to read.I’ve just finished it, and I can thoroughly recommend it to people who like both books and Barcelona (a near-perfect combination, as far as I am concerned). The book starts with such an arresting idea (a child is taken by his father to a mysterious building housing the Cemetery of Forgotten Books, and is told to choose a book to read). That the book takes root in his life and those around him is almost inevitable. The book was like a marvellous piece of machinery – a great steam locomotive – that gradually gains speed and ultimately becomes an elemental force pursuing its inexorable course to the climax. I loved it. As the blurb on the dustjacket says: the subplots have subplots; but never once did I feel that Zafon was losing control of his material. This is storytelling with the simplicity and power of Dickens. Read it.Leave a comment
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Man Walks On the Moon
It hardly seems credible, but it is 36 years since a man first set foot on the Moon. On July 20, 1969, Neil Armstrong became the first of our species to walk on the Moon. I can forgive him the fluffing of his famous line – I’d probably be a gibbering wreck if I were in his place at the time.
It seemed a time of innocence then – we were all dreaming of colonies on the moon and there was a real excitement about the exploration of space. Today, that seems naive and the idea of people living in moon colonies seems further away than ever – back in the realms of the golden age of Science Fiction. What happened to make us lose our innocence? Er, OK, that’s probably a rhetorical question…
Update: Google is celebrating the anniversary as well…
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An Older Tynwald Hill
I mentioned Tynwald Hill on the 5th July, and wrote that there may have been an older one elsewhere on the Isle of Man. I was able to go and look for it, and indeed, there is one dating from 1428 a few hundred metres along the Royal Road from St. Luke’s Church.Leave a comment
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The Great Union Camera Obscura
I mentioned this little wonder last week. If you ever get the chance, do visit it. It’s been fully restored to its former glory – the only thing that’s different is the colour of the paintwork – it’s now a dark greenish-blue, while I always remember it as being bright green.Leave a comment
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The Queen’s Telegram
It’s the tradition in the UK for Her Majesty The Queen to send a telegram to those of her subjects who manage to reach the ripe old age of 100. I’d never actually seen one of these fabled things until last week. But now, thanks to my only surviving uncle, I have. He turned 100 last Thursday, and I travelled to the Isle of Man to join in the celebrations. His mind is still pin sharp, he’s just a bit slow in moving about – but he still exercises every day (as he told me with some pride). If ever I manage to last as long as he has, I sincerely hope I’m in equally good condition.Anyway, the telegram… I’d always imagined it to be literally an old-fashioned telegram – you know, the piece of paper with a printed strip of words cut up and pasted on it: "Happy birthday STOP Best Wishes STOP Betty Windsor STOP". But not a bit of it – it actually looks like a superior Birthday Card – with a photograph of Betty on the front, and an uplifting message inside, with her signature (probably written by a machine, he said, cynically).And while the pedants amongst you have probably realised that the Isle of Man is not actually part of the UK, the Queen’s tradition is extended to the island. In fact, she has her representative on the island, in the shape of the Lieutenant Governor – currently His Excellency Air Marshall Ian MacFadyen CB OBE – and he not only sent his own congratulations to my uncle, but he was there in person, along with his good lady wife, at the celebratory High Tea served to over 100 guests in the local church hall.Leave a comment
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The Power of Nightmares
While I’m on the subject of the Internet Archive (see the previous entry), I also must mention that it holds a copy of one of the most riveting political documentaries I’ve seen in recent years: Adam Curtis’ "The Power of Nightmares".This film (in three parts) explores the origins in the 1940s and 50s of Islamic Fundamentalism in the Middle East, and Neoconservatism in America, the parallels between these movements, and their effect on the world today.Curtis delivers a powerful polemic, with some arresting images and ideas – I won’t forget that of the Taleban fighters dancing (apparently) to "Baby, it’s cold outside" for a long, long, time.The film, financed by the BBC, has (I believe) never been shown on the US TV networks. Why am I not surprised?Leave a comment
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Plan 9 From Outer Space
I’ve mentioned this "so bad, it’s good" film before. Now I see that it’s been put into the public domain, and is available for viewing or download at the Internet Archive. If you haven’t yet seen an example of Ed Wood’s filmic talent, this is your chance.Leave a comment
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The Isle of Man
I arrived back on the Island yesterday evening after a few days in Scotland. Currently enjoying a capuccino in an Internet cafe in the harbour of Douglas. My home town is still recognisably the same, although there have been many changes since I moved away 35 years ago. Looking out into the old harbour – when I was growing up, the harbour would be full of fishing boats; now it is full of pleasure boats and yachts.I’m spending this morning walking round the town with my camera, recording changes and capturing images of things that will perhaps on my next visit be no more. However, it’s also good to see some things being restored and preserved. For example, on Douglas Head, overlooking the harbour, there is the Great Union Camera Obscura. For years, it was closed and had fallen into disrepair. But now it is restored to its former glory. It may well be unique in Camera Obscuras that are operational today by the virtue of having eleven lens systems displaying an almost circular panorama onto the eleven table screens inside. As a child I often went into it to gaze in wonder at the living scenes glowing on the tables. I’m glad it’s back in operation – even if the fact that now it is only open at weekends means that I won’t be able to visit it this time.3 responses to “The Isle of Man”
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You sound like a really neat guy! I’m glad I got the opportunity to read your blog. Check out mine as well if you like.J :o)
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Thanks for the nice comment. I took you up on your invitation – "Catch a Falling Star"? – Perry Como in 1957? You weren’t even born then! My 78rpm recording has long since gone the way of all flesh…
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Hehe — even young people are allowed to listen to 50s music! Hehehe…Good hearing from you again…J – BlueEyedLevity ;o)~http://spaces.msn.com/members/BlueEyedLevity/Blog/cns!1pFeRpfdUmEAuHZgkpLjEm2Q!597.entry
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Service Interruption
I’m going to be travelling for the next ten days, so blogging is likely to be infrequent. I’m off to see my brother and his family in Scotland, and then going to the Isle of Man to celebrate the fact that my uncle will be 100 years old on the 14th July. See you.2 responses to “Service Interruption”
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im not tryin to be rude or offensive, but this is totally amazing a 56 yr old who knows how to use the internet, WOW!!!!!!!
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Scott – hah! I grew up with it – don’t forget that the Internet began with Arpanet back in the 1960s. Us wrinklies can still know a bit…
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Bombs in London
Not a good day today. http://europhobia.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-tube-explosions.html – this has the best blog of developing events.Update: BBC NewsUpdate: Wikipedia has a developing entry. The entry kicked off by saying a series of at least seven explosions, but within seconds of Charles Clarke saying in the House of Commons "there have been four confirmed explosions" the entry was updated to "a series of at least four explosions". It’s back to seven now – so I suspect there’s an edit war going on on the page. I have to say it is amazing to watch how this story is unfolding in the blogosphere.Update: Now there’s a group pool of photos started at Flickr here.Update: The Guardian BlogUpdate: Tony Blair gave some good soundbites in his reaction to the events, but I think Ken Livingstone, London’s Mayor, came closest to hitting the right note:"This was not a terrorist attack against the mighty and the powerful; it is not aimed at presidents or prime ministers; it was aimed at ordinary working class Londoners, black and white, Muslim and Christians, Hindu and Jew, young and old, indiscriminate attempt at slaughter irrespective of any considerations, of age, of class, of religion, whatever, that isn’t an ideology, it isn’t even a perverted faith, it’s just indiscriminate attempt at mass murder, and we know what the objective is, they seek to divide London. They seek to turn Londoners against each other and Londoners will not be divided by this cowardly attack…
I wish to speak through you directly, to those who came to London to claim lives, nothing you do, how many of us you kill will stop that flight to our cities where freedom is strong and where people can live in harmony with one another, whatever you do, how many you kill, you will fail."
Amen to that.
Update: And another rather good and robust response to the events of the day.
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I’m Glad I Don’t Live in London Anymore
Because London has just won the golden albatross. The residents of London’s boroughs are going to be paying for years to come while the rest of the country are going to lose out. As usual, Justin hits the nail on the head.Leave a comment
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The G8 Justice League
And talking of the G8 Leaders – Justin, over at Chicken Yoghurt has this magnificent piece of invective. I never noticed the resemblance between Dobby and Putin before, but, now you mention it…Leave a comment
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The Price Of Protest
Jarndyce, over at The Sharpener blog, makes an eloquent point about the G8 and the Price of Protest. Go and read it. Now. I’ll wait until you get back.So, I hope it’s made you think. Particularly the closing argument:Eight Men in One Room can change the world: the economic structure of it, anyway. But they won’t. These eight men didn’t get where they are by helping the world’s poor, but by pandering to lobbyists and agribusiness, and sending pork home from every international shindig. Ordinary people like us aren’t constrained. Given the choice between some very expensive awareness-raising plus a police baton charge or two, and 6,500 childhoods, I know which one I take. Every time.It got me thinking. I donate on a fairly regular basis to AIDS charities, and, like millions of others, was shocked into donating to the Tsunami relief fund. But it’s not enough. Perhaps the answer is, as Jarndyce suggests, to sponsor a child – and contribute to his or her education and healthcare. He suggests World Vision‘s scheme. But the way that it works – in exchange for your money, you get letters and photos from some poor unfortunate child in some far-off land thanking you – always struck me as slightly icky. I much prefer the anonymous benefactor route. I’d personally also prefer to be giving my money through a non-religious agency. So, time for some research into how to do more, and do it more effectively, preferably without religious trappings. Fortunately, I see that the practical Dutch have set up an organisation (the Donateursvereniging) that has already measured the charities and aid organisations missions and effectiveness against a plethora of attributes, to help undecided donors, such as me, make up their minds.The G8 leaders, as Jarndyce predicts, almost certainly won’t do a damn thing of any practical value. I really don’t know how they square it with their consciences. It’s that thought that spurs me on to take direct action via the aid agencies.Leave a comment
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Cultural Combinations
Via Dare Obasanjo’s blog comes this link to an intriguing commercial for Coca-Cola made for the Chinese market. I could understand if this had been made for the Japanese market, because the the mixing of cultural mores and leitmotifs between East and West has been going on for years, but I confess it surprised me to realise the extent to which this must now be happening in China.Leave a comment
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Greedy and Gormless
I suppose I shouldn’t be gobsmacked at the story that Marina Bai is suing NASA for $300 million. However, I’m intrigued about the claim reported by several news agencies that "her grandfather pointed out the Tempel-1 comet to her grandmother", and that this is what led to their marriage. Some stories use the phrase "showed the comet" while others use the phrase "pointed out the comet". To me, the latter phrase conjures up the image of the grandfather pointing into the sky and saying to the grandmother: "see, it’s there!" – or, I assume, probably something more romantic if this event did actually kickstart their relationship.Now, the trouble with this version of the event is that you can’t actually see the Tempel-1 comet with the naked eye. You need a telescope. So if in fact Bai is claiming that her grandfather "pointed out" the comet, she’s either mistaken or lying. But let us suppose that she did claim that her grandfather "showed" the comet to her grandmother – then he must have used a telescope. Presumably then he must have been at least an amateur astronomer, and perhaps even an astronomer by profession. In which case, he must now be spinning in his grave, since his granddaughter clearly hasn’t inherited any scientific thinking – she’s an amateur astrologer – and a particularly greedy one at that.Leave a comment
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The Silly Season – Starting Early This Year
The Silly Season is defined as the period starting mid to late summer when the media report on frivolous news items for want of anything better to do.It must be starting early this year, judging by this prime example of a silly season story in The Guardian today.Leave a comment




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