| Wednesday, April 26, 2006 |
 | If turning a dollar on war had been this difficult back in Preston Bush's day, we might not have been in this fix.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in America, the forces of liberty unwittingly hasten their own destruction. It's a lot like Revenge of the Sith, isn't it?
Elsewhere, plans are afoot to make the Transformers ... steampunk. I honestly don't know what's pooling in my lap, and I daren't look. Could be drool, could be blood from my mind.
Online morality - if a member of your guild dies (in real life, and therefore does not respawn), and you organise a funeral service in which their character's avatar - a tad ghoulish this, already - is positioned at the edge of the water where she loved to fish, what exactly is the correct response to a team of raiders turning up and slaughtering mourners and mourned alike?
And finally, from my fantasy shopping list, the mirrored television. I think I can say with confidence that if you are spending £3.500 on a television, you are not going to need a space-saving combination of mirror and aforementioned. I do, however, very much now want a Siemens Dressman.
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| Tuesday, April 11, 2006 |
| Last Friday, before the bloody conclusion of the Lord of the Rings extended edition marathon (Mouth of Sauron - quite a lot like Grace Jones, really), pub conversation turned to Gray's Anatomy, a television programme I have not seen and in all probability never will see, but sort of don't feel I need to. For all its many virtues, it was the name that won us over.
Hooke's Law: John Hooke is a tough New York detective. To keep the peace, he's not afraid to stretch the law. Sometimes the strain gets to him... but it's always proportional to the stress of the job.
Boyle's Law: Robert Boyle fights crime in San Francisco, solving crimes involving the expansion of gases. With the help of a psychic boil on his shoulder that talks to him and predicts the future.
Hobbes Leviathan: Steve Hobbes quit the force when his partner was killed by dealers. Now he's got a new partner - a 400-foot long sea monster piloted by the spiritual form of Lord Nelson - and he's bringing rough justice to the docks.
Judge John Dee: He's a judge who's not afraid to bend the laws. Of Alchemie and Physick.
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| Abortion as it exists in El Salvador today tends to operate on three levels. The well-off retain the "right to choose" that comes of simply having money. They can fly to Miami for an abortion, or visit the private office of a discreet and well-compensated doctor. Among the very poor, you can still find the back-alley world described by D.C. and the others who turn up in hospitals with damaged or lacerated wombs. Then there are the women in the middle; they often rely on home-brewed cures that are shared on the Internet or on a new underground railroad that has formed to aid them.
"I keep two telephones in my purse," I was told in San Salvador by one woman who wished not to be identified because her work is illegal. I'd heard of her through an abortion rights advocate, and I asked to meet her in person. "One phone is for work and personal matters," she went on to explain in fluent English. "The second one is for the other thing." Although she doesn't work directly in women's health care, her job keeps her traveling and in contact with people working for health groups and women's rights groups who do outreach throughout the country. "I would estimate that there are about 20 people who are working in different and specific places who have this phone number," she said. They pass it along when they think it is necessary.
This is a long but fascinating article on El Salvador which helps to demonstrate precisely the kind of world our friends in Dakota seek to create. Particularly horrendous is the idea that where the womb has become infected and has to be removed, it then becomes evidence in the following prosecution, packaged and held by the police.
Oh, and while we're newsblogging, for those who have not had a chance to read Seymour Stein's Sy Hersh's article on Iran, it's here, and a rich vein of the American aphoristic tradition. "It's a tough decision, but we made it in Japan", for those in favour of nuclear strikes on Iran. "Iran could take Basra with ten mullahs and a sound truck", for those against. Marvellous.
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| Thursday, April 06, 2006 |
| Sadly, the payoff line of this article on a man who believes that mankind, in a state of nature, does not need to eat is too good to resist.
Hoyt believes that if he and Nguyen had only met under different circumstances[the circumstances in which they did meet involved him unzipping his trousers while sitting opposite her on a subway train, producing his raw food and giving it a damn good holistic massage], she might really like him. “You know, she’d go, ‘That guy’s pretty cool. He’s got this restaurant, and he’s fun,’ ” Hoyt says. “She’d probably want to go out with me.”
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| Wednesday, April 05, 2006 |
| Best spam ever:
It's the woman with the phone... she's clearly supposed to be communicating "I am ready to make a deal", but it's coming over to me as "this fist is coming for your throat - in three separate directions. Get ready to be fucked up."
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