Monday, August 29, 2005

The Wheaton Has Eaten.

Kaspy the Collie pup has had a chew at my Powerbook mains lead in the past, but she didn't go this far.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

American War Criminals.

Press freedom, or freedom to kill the press - and God knows who else in the name of.......

Well.......Uh....... Freedom.

And.......Ahhh.......Democracy.

The Puffin - A Tasty Snack.

In a recent post I linked to a story about the island of St. Kilda. Elizabeth over at Tropical Blues commented, surprised that long ago when the island was populated, the residents ate puffins.

In fact, puffins were regarded merely as a snack. The fulmar and the gannet were also an important part of the islanders diet, along with barley, oats, fish, and the eggs of seabirds.

There were no shops, let alone supermarkets, and supplies from the mainland were dependent on weather conditions, which could be fierce. And puffins were not regarded as a protected species as they are now.

The last of the St. Kildians finally left in 1930, demoralised and unhappy with the isolation they endured.

Even today, the men of Ness, on Lewis in the Outer Hebrides, sail to Sula Sgeir to cull the Guga - baby gannet - which is regarded nowadays as a delicacy by them. Less than a hundred years ago it was essential to the islanders survival.

Lockerbie - Another Miscarriage Of Justice?

The evidence of a forensic scientist at the trial of Abdelbaset Ali Mohmed al-Megrahi, the so called Lockerbie bomber, has been called into question after three other men in different cases before and after Lockerbie had their convictions quashed.

Now a former Scottish police chief has come forward with a claim that evidence was planted by the CIA. This supports a statement previously made by a former CIA agent that his bosses "wrote the script" to incriminate Libya.

If al-Megrahi wins his freedom in the light of the new evidence and the many doubts which appear to be emerging, should anyone really be surprised? Other high profile injustices include the Guildford Four, the Birmingham Six, the Cardiff Three, Robert Brown from Glasgow, the Ice Cream Wars, George Kelly, hanged in 1950, Ruth Ellis, the last woman to be hanged in Britain, the Carl Bridgewater paperboy murder, and Derek Bentley, who was hanged in 1953. Very recently we had the Sally Clark case.

Enough? Unfortunately there are many more that I have not mentioned.

I wonder if there is really such a thing as British Justice.

The Educational Phallus Of Fortrose.

It's all a bit much for the folks of Fortrose on the Black Isle (which is not an isle) in the Scottish Highlands. Controversial (because this is the Highlands) sculptures in a school courtyard, one of which has been described by locals as "phallic".

"What's that got to do with education?", a resident protests. Ask the boys and girls, dearie.

Amusingly, the artist who created the sculptures is called Doug Cocker who, judging by his comments to the local press, is a bit of a prick himself.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Ding Dong Fuss On A Bus.

I had to smile at this rather odd behaviour by a bus driver in Dundee in Scotland.

Coming from that city myself I can vouch for the grumpiness of some drivers, but stopping his bus and refusing to move until the passengers apologized was a bit extreme. Having said that, how many of us would just love to do something like that when we're having a bad day?

Back to St. Kilda.

I have never been to the island of St. Kilda. This man was born there. Who could ever imagine his feelings, returning to visit his homeland after all these years. No more I can say on this one, it's just a lovely wee story.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Mac Back.



My Powerbook is back from Apple, resplendent with new combo drive and hard drive. They even cleaned the screen and case, and how pretty it now looks. I completely forgot it was silver, and not that dark brown nicotine color.

Unfortunately, time is not on my side at the moment. It's a 120 mile round trip each day for work at the moment, and I am exhausted. Up at 6 am and home after 8 pm if I'm lucky. Too tired to think.

Managed to set up the laptop over the past few evenings, a bit at a time, so it can go with me now and, with a bit of luck, I can post on the road by connecting the mobile phone.

Gotta go - nearly 2.30am and I've to be up again at 6.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Pipe Down, Please!

Scottish First Minister Jack McConnell has been pronounced deaf as a post after attending Pipefest 2005, where more than 8,500 pipers played together to raise funds for Marie Curie Cancer Care.

Organizers said that by making the most unholy din ever to be heard in Edinburgh since Mrs McGintys' cat got its tail squashed by Wee Jack, who caught the creature looking up his skirt as he opened a new sheltered housing complex the good lady and her moggie were moving into, record amounts of money had been raised as the public threw obscene amounts of cash at the pipers to make them go away.

Another Little Porky From Blair?

The most unlikely statement of the whole emerging saga of lies and cover up surrounding the Stockwell shooting came from Sir Ian Blair the other day, when he said that on hearing that his men had executed an innocent man, he thought, 'That's dreadful. What are we going to do about that?'

Unless receiving a knighthood automatically transfers ones brain and intellect into a state where the thought and speech process only operates in the language of the cheap and flowery fiction writer, I would suggest that what he really thought was 'Oh FUCK, we're in the shit now. How do we get out of this one?'

Contradicting a statement yesterday morning denying any offer of money to the de Menezes family had been made, Scotland Yard admitted yesterday evening that an ex gratia payment of £15,000 had been offered.

I wouldn't like to be accused of something and have any of that lot standing up in court to give evidence against me.

Home Secretary Bigears (Charles Clarke) has backed Sir Ian Blair and his handling of the shooting. I guess he hasn't got much choice. If and when Blair goes down, and hopefully that will be sooner rather than later, Clarke might find himself out of a job too, as nobody seems too enamored with his performance as Home Secretary so far.



Home Secretary Charles Clarke, photographed shortly after leaving the press conference where he announced his confidence in Sir Ian Blairs' handling of events since the Stockwell shooting.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Uh.......What Went Wrong?

Another criminal mastermind makes the big time. What a star.

Sizzle And Splat Cat.

Considering how smart the average cat tends to be, there's always one who bucks the trend when it's brain goes AWOL.

Met and Blair - Integrity Shot Dead.

Here we have another top figure showing a complete lack of decency. Sir Ian Blair says he will not resign. He is a man putting his own position above the life of an innocent man, and above the good name of the police force he heads.
Whatever comes out during a public enquiry - if there is one, and whatever the outcome of the IPCC investigations, the publicity and the revelations so far have done untold damage to the organization Blair leads. He knows the buck stops with him, and no amount of attempted cover up and spin now will limit the damage already done.

This public servant is acting in a way we have come to expect from politicians and business fatcats, who desperately try to hang on to their positions long after the point where they should have done the decent thing and fallen on their swords.

Too many of those who receive titles and top jobs in this country seem to regard the honour as something which puts them above others they are supposed to serve, and the arrogant Blair should remember that he is nothing but a glorified copper, accountable to the public who expect honestly and transparency from him and the officers below him.

Global Warming - Bush Won't Listen.

Greed, self interest, sheer stupidity, call it what you will. All the evidence from all the world means nothing to George W. Bush and his cronies. They don't want to listen, they are determined not to listen. All the suffering and consequences of American policy on other parts of the planet, whether it be from global warming or military and political interference, do not matter. As long as America benefits the rest of us can go hang.

And they all scratch their heads and wonder why the world hates them.

Fortunately there are some Americans capable of comprehending the wider picture, but until Dubyas' head is forcibly yanked out of the sand and he is consigned to retirement in whatever swamp he crawled out of, people all over the world are just going to see their lives get worse and America is going to become more and more unpopular everywhere.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Shoot To Kill Policy Extended - To Cover Hedgehogs.

The cull of hedgehogs in the Western Isles has taken a new turn with the announcement by Scottish National Heritage of a shoot to kill policy. Any hedgehog with mongolian features or dark skin, carrying a rucksack or wearing a bulky jacket and acting suspiciously will now be shot on sight.

Obviously it is possible that innocent birds who fit this description may be shot in error, but that is a price worth paying to save the eggs of the Lapwing and Redshank.

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North Uist in the Western Isles.

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Your Champagne Bill, Sir - You Idiot.

The banker who spent this amount of money on champagne to spray around the club where he held a private party is not clever, he is obscene.

Many years ago I was having a drink in a certain Dundee pub with a guy who earned a fairly large salary and, for some reason I can't recall now, he burnt a five pound note in an ashtray as we stood at the bar. Despite being a regular and very good customer, the rather fierce German woman who owned the pub at the time rounded on the man, and told him loudly and in no uncertain terms that she would not tolerate anyone burning money in front of her customers. She pointed out that there were pensioners in the bar who barely had enough to live on for a week, and that it was obscene to let them watch him destroy money they could have made good use of.

Then she barred him from her pub.

I don't remember if the guy ever got back in again, but if he did it was after a very long banishment.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Police - Lies And Worse.

In the wake of the revelations following the de Menezes killing by police in London, Brazil is sending it's own mission to investigate what happened. So they should, considering the catalogue of lies, deception and attempts at covering up the truth which are now emerging.

The news that the London police tried to stop the IPCC investigating the incident is horrifying proof that they cannot be trusted. Sir Ian Blair, the Chief Constable has, in my opinion, been caught red handed acting like any other bent copper and should resign now, or be fired.

A public enquiry is required, as asked for by the family of the victim of this abhorrent mess, and I would presume, if there is any justice - and with the police being involved, that is open to question - prosecutions of those involved should take place. Murder and attempting to pervert the course of justice immediately spring to mind.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

A Far Reaching Cabbage.

I was going to comment on the Bank of Scotland and the bright idea of the cabbage and the cauliflower.
As it happens, I don't have to bother. News of this disgraceful episode has reached America, and any company that behaves like this towards their employees deserves all they get in the way of bad publicity.

Thanks to Elizabeth at Tropical Blues.

Jean Charles de Menezes Shooting - Documents Leaked.

I commented on the shooting of the Brazilian man, Jean Charles de Menezes, in this previous post, but was unable to follow it up for various reasons. Apart from police statements suggesting their tactics were satisfactory, and government officials backing up the police line, not much new information emerged anyway - until tonite.

Investigation documents have been leaked and, it seems, Jean Charles did not run from the police, was not wearing a bulky jacket, but rather a thin denim one. He did not vault the barrier in the tube station, and used his swipe card to get through the turnstile. He was walking, and he stopped to pick up a free newspaper before running, unchallenged, to catch the train. He boarded the train and sat in a seat. He was then approached by a surveillance officer who restrained him, pinning his hands. Only after this did an armed officer turn up on the scene. The armed officer then shot Jean Charles eight times, and missed with three other shots. At no time was a warning given.

When Jean Charles left the block of flats he was not positively identified, and the surveillance man who watched him leave did not get video footage of him because he was having a pee. It was not known which flat within the building Jean Charles had exited.

It would appear that this may have been an execution of a man who was already immobilized, and of no danger to the public or the police, and it would also appear that the police, right from the very start, messed this operation up completely, and were somewhat economical with the truth in the following days, including those statements made by Chief Constable Blair.

Surely these findings make the possibility of prosecutions much more likely, and not only of the officer who pulled the trigger.

This LINK to BBC report issued 22.36 tonite.

Monday, August 15, 2005

On The Good Ship Lollipop...

Robert McDonald, who has built a Viking longship out of 15m ice cream sticks, hopes to eventually sail it across the Atlantic.

He hasn't got a chance of succeeding. After eating all that ice cream, the damned thing will sink under his weight before he gets 100 yards.

Israel - Tasting Own Medicine.

Finally the Gaza Strip is to be returned to the Palestinians. The Israeli settlers have been handed their eviction notices by the army which protected them from the rightful owners of the land. The people who, over many years, have shown blatant disregard for the human rights of those they oppressed, are suddenly experiencing the devastating effect of of being forcibly uprooted from their homes.

The race that suffered the holocaust - and to this day bleats about it at every opportunity - then allowed themselves to lower their own standards to Nazi level in pursuit of their aims, are discovering the hard way that human rights are not just for them, and the God they believe in is not automatically on their side.

The settlers involved are lucky. They are being paid large sums in compensation for the loss of their homes. They won't suffer the same fate as the Palestinian people did after the war of 1967. This was occupied land, not promised land.

The West Bank too is occupied, not promised, and surely must be handed back as soon as possible, if not before.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Cops Capture Tyrone The Tiger.......

after setting up a roadblock on the M11 in Essex, England.

A quick response to a genuine emergency, and it made me smile. Nice one Officers.

Colcam Is In Love.

I'm in love. I sold my soul (and my body, and a few other things) for Minnie. She is petite, sexy and extremely intelligent. She has rounded curves in all the right places, is not cheap, although she did seduce me as soon as I brought her into my bedroom. She is a Tiger when I turn her on, but I can make her purr.

I bought a Mac Mini. I can blog again. Life is a Safari (web browser) again. And the Mongrel isn't jealous.



Ooh, Isn't she just so cute?



It's PC World Wot's To Blame.

All right, all right already - DON'T SHOUT. I know the posts have been irregular, unreliable, hit and miss and even non-existent. I'm not pleased about it either. Go sue PC WORLD 'cos it's all their fault.

The Mac I borrowed is fine - except for blogging. Internet Exploder on the aging operating system OS 9 doesn't like Blogger, or vice versa, and the one or two posts I did manage were excruciatingly painful to produce. One section of each post had to be done on Exploder, and another part on the equally crap Netscape. When I got to the point of actually pressing the publish button, everything appeared twice on the blog and I had to quickly come offline, run downstairs, go online with the Mongrels Windozy thing (do you know how much that hurts?) and delete the duplicate copy of each post.

And my Powerbook is still sitting here unfixed. But things are looking up, because on Friday a huge truck, and I mean a HUGE truck, arrived at the house and its huge driver, after rummaging noisily around in the back of the truck for a full five minutes, came to the door carrying an empty box which had come all the way from Holland. I have to insert the Mac into this empty box and phone the owners of the huge truck, who will send it back to my door and deliver the box, with my laptop, to somewhere at the other end of Britain.
Never mind inserting my 12 inch Mac in a box. Give me two minutes with the Managing Director of PC World, and I could insert it straight up his.......

But the asshole would probably enjoy it.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Money For Old Cows.

The rounding up of cows in Delhi, India, could easily be a good little earner in Fort Augustus and Fort William in the Scottish Highlands.

The streets of these tacky little places are also plagued by wee cows who, like in Delhi, are a hazard to traffic, especially when they emerge from the local pubs at closing time.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

PC World Sell Second Hand Goods As New.

My Mac G4 Powerbook, the one that broke, was about eight months old. It was bought from PC World, the computer superstore, Inverness branch, with 800 pounds of my hard earned cash, including 50 pounds off the original price as it had been on display.

When I phoned Apple to try to get it repaired under guarantee (PC World apparently don't have anything to do with Macs after they sell them) it came as rather a shock to discover that my computer had been registered with Apple some eight months before I purchased it.

After many phone calls to Apple in Ireland to prove I had bought it when I said I did, trips to two branches of PC World, and many phone calls to them, I still have the broken laptop sitting here, and the Customer Care people at PC World state that if I accepted a computer from display at one of their shops, and get discount, they are under no obligation to tell me it is second hand.

I consider this an unacceptable and despicable way of doing business and treating customers. It is patently dishonest, a view shared by the Trading Standards office with whom I have consulted.

If my Mac had not developed a fault, and normally, in my experience they don't, I would have been blissfully unaware that I had been ripped off by PC World. Is this their r easoning? After all, if this had been a PC instead of a Mac, it would have gone back to them, and there would have been no way of finding out that they had flogged a second hand computer as a new one, albeit off display.

In my opinion they are nothing but corporate crooks, and I am not about to be browbeaten or ignored by them. I want a new computer, or my money refunded.

(Updates to follow)

Back With a Mac.

I apologise for the silence. I get really upset if I don't post something daily, and this has been a long gap since the Mac expired. Unfortunately, posting from a Windoze machine was not an option, simply because I hate using them so much. Just so yucky I found silence preferable.

My wee powerbook is still dead, but will eventually be resurrected. Meanwhile an angel came unto me, in the form of the delectable Karen, who works with the Mongrel. She lent me her Mac! Above and beyond the call of duty, Karen. Thank you and I promise not to break it.

All that said, I haven't given a thought about what to say next, so I will leave it at that and have a cup of tea.

Back shortly.

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