Le Débat du Jour 
Dildo versus Dickheads:
One demonstrator, scared Chicago police in a huddle of fear and paranoia
Current Music: ANI DIFRANCO - Self Evident (CD: "Carnegie Hall 4.6.02")
Friday, 28 January 2011
Egypt: Advice from US not needed
Le Débat du Jour Current Music: ANI DIFRANCO - Self Evident (CD: "Carnegie Hall 4.6.02")
In memory of: a space shuttle crew
Today 25 years ago I watched in disbelief in the dealing room of BNZ in Los Angeles as the routine start of the Challenger space shuttle ended in a fireball not even 2 minutes into the flight. Within seconds global trading came to a halt as traders absorbed the tragic event.
In memory of the crew:
Gregory B. Jarvis - Payload Specialist 1; Christa McAuliffe - Payload Specialist 2
Judith A. Resnik - Mission Specialist 1; Ellison S. Onizuka - Mission Specialist 2
Ronald E. McNair - Mission Specialist 3
Some enchanting evening...
Concert et après spectacle
The concert last night at the Borderline was just brilliant, with New Orleans resident Ani DiFranco in top form. We enjoyed not only the nearly 100 minutes of superb and eclectic presentation of tunes combining sophisticated and mind-tickling lyrics and Ani's trademark staccatos by voice and guitar, but also the intimate post-show get-together at a nearby club. There we could witness that the singer does not only possess great performing gifts, but also an ever alert bright mind with great wit and eloquence. Emily and I were completely taken in by the bright star lightening up our dinner table.
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
King's Speech
The King's Speech in Newcastle
Bank of England's point man Mervyn King ventured into the heart of Britain's economic wasteland yesterday, to deliver a speech that I had read in late afternoon already before going to a concert. I pretty much agree with the points Mr King relayed to an audience assembled in Newcastle's Civic Centre last evening.
The current economic mayhem is a result from the intricately irresponsible and insane US Housing and Banking industries, and culminated in the implosion of these sectors in 2008-2009. Since then, recession has hit many parts of the world (with the notable exception of the Far East and Australia) and in Britain the danger of a double-dip recession very probable (already the last quarter of 2010 has shown a shocking contraction of the economy by 0.5%; a second consecutive quarter of negative growth would constitute such double-dip).
Faced with the conundrum of weak - if at all - growth, high unemployement and soaring inflation rate, it was of no surprise that Mr King's speech entailed bleak assessments and predictions. Surprising, albeit highly appropriate, was the BoE Governor's endorsement of the Government's austerity programme to reign in the heritage of the Labour regime which has laid the foundation for the current misery in Britain.
http://www.bankofengland.co.uk/publications/speeches/2011/speech471.pdf
Bank of England's point man Mervyn King ventured into the heart of Britain's economic wasteland yesterday, to deliver a speech that I had read in late afternoon already before going to a concert. I pretty much agree with the points Mr King relayed to an audience assembled in Newcastle's Civic Centre last evening.
Faced with the conundrum of weak - if at all - growth, high unemployement and soaring inflation rate, it was of no surprise that Mr King's speech entailed bleak assessments and predictions. Surprising, albeit highly appropriate, was the BoE Governor's endorsement of the Government's austerity programme to reign in the heritage of the Labour regime which has laid the foundation for the current misery in Britain.
http://www.bankofengland.co.uk/publications/speeches/2011/speech471.pdf
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
Lebanon, in an endless quagmire
I was about to travel to Lebanon on Friday. The trip was cancelled yesterday at the urging of the (British) Foreign Office.
The coup staged by Hezbollah was to prevent the UN-sponsored tribunal investigating the assassination of former Prime Minister Harik Hariri (father of the now ousted PM) in 2005 to reveal its findings, which put the blame for the killing solely on Hezbollah.
Kataeb Party (Phalange) leader Amin Gemayel reiterated his party’s support for caretaker Prime Minister Saad Hariri for the prime minister’s post, saying he was the most competent person to form a new government.
Monday, 24 January 2011
Cheers! The Booze Calculator's here
Ever wondered how last night's binge drinking has hit your wallet and how it affects your waistline?
Bring in the Booze Calculator to figure out the damage, courtesy of BBC!
Bring in the Booze Calculator to figure out the damage, courtesy of BBC!
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Ignore Palin Week
You're officially invited!
Ignore Sarah Palin Week! (2/28-3/4)
Location:Anywhere on Earth, as long as it's "Palin free"
Time:12:00AM Monday, February 28 - March 4 5:00PM
Ignore Sarah Palin Week! (2/28-3/4)
Time:12:00AM Monday, February 28 - March 4 5:00PM
Wednesday, 19 January 2011
Event
Where to find me
WHEN? February 3rd, 06:30pm - 08:00pm
WHERE? Clement House, Hong Kong Theatre
EVENT?
"Growing the aid budget at a time of deficit reduction: moral imperative and political challenge"
WITH? Harriet Harman, MP and Shadow Secretary of State for International Development
Can't wait to counter the contentions of the daft bint
WHERE? Clement House, Hong Kong Theatre
EVENT?
"Growing the aid budget at a time of deficit reduction: moral imperative and political challenge"
WITH? Harriet Harman, MP and Shadow Secretary of State for International Development
Can't wait to counter the contentions of the daft bint
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
Face it, Facebook
Seen on 
xxx (name withheld) is so happy that "Facebook has decided to allow my personal data be shared with 503,562,602 other facebook users without bothering me with nerdy questions first, foremost my postal address and phone numbers, office details, etc."
"We want all people exchange data, bring together paedophiles and children, murderers and victims," FB owner Zuckerman is rumoured to have boasted.
Adopt-A-Stalker
Daft-a, Barf-ta, Bafta
Outside the insular confines of Britain, "bafta" means nothing to the world as it is. Americans might think it is a misspelling of barf or daft, and instinctively are not far off the mark. For BAFTA, the wannabe Oscars of the British film industry, annually awarded by British pundits of miniscule IQ and infantile mind, is the penultimate laurels a flick could be bestowed with in jolly good England.
It is no surprise that the overwhelming part of this year's nominations goes to The King's Speech, which captured nods in 14 categories. It left me ... well, no pun intended ... speechless. I mean, it's a lovely, oh so lovely and harmless, G-eese rated movie "to be viewed and enjoyed by the whole family," canines and carnivores included. Let the cat out of the bag, with your final choices!
Films that are much more likely to prevent me from falling asleep before the credits have run their course are: True Grit, Inception, The Kids Are Alright, Black Swan, 127 hours, The Town and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo - in that order.
Wham! Wake me up before I gag-gag...
It is no surprise that the overwhelming part of this year's nominations goes to The King's Speech, which captured nods in 14 categories. It left me ... well, no pun intended ... speechless. I mean, it's a lovely, oh so lovely and harmless, G-eese rated movie "to be viewed and enjoyed by the whole family," canines and carnivores included. Let the cat out of the bag, with your final choices!
Films that are much more likely to prevent me from falling asleep before the credits have run their course are: True Grit, Inception, The Kids Are Alright, Black Swan, 127 hours, The Town and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo - in that order.
Wham! Wake me up before I gag-gag...
Upcoming concerts
Three events coming up where you'll find me:
1) SHEA SEGER
at Borderline; January 25th, at 7:00pm
2) ANI DIFRANCO
at the Shepherd's Bush Empire; January 27th, at 7:30pm
3) VANESSA PARADIS
at Koko, Camden; February 2nd, at 7:00pm
Keep your envy down.
1) SHEA SEGER
at Borderline; January 25th, at 7:00pm
2) ANI DIFRANCO
at the Shepherd's Bush Empire; January 27th, at 7:30pm
3) VANESSA PARADIS
at Koko, Camden; February 2nd, at 7:00pm
Keep your envy down.
BoJo
Boris Johnson to launch campaign for new London airport
I agree with the 2nd-most powerful politician in the country:
Boris Johnson will step up pressure on the government to change its aviation policy with a report warning that London will lose jobs to European competitors unless David Cameron backs a new hub airport in the south-east. The London mayor has lined up senior business leaders, including Richard Reid, London chairman of KPMG, and Stuart Popham, former senior partner at Clifford Chance, to back his call for ministers to act more urgently in addressing the need for greater air capacity.
In exchange - and that is my personal take on it - we could easily close a few other airports that serve hardly any useful purpose and sell them to private industries or the military: Plymouth, Bristol, Cheltenham, Coventry, Derby and Norwich fulfil no purpose and could effortlessly and unnoticeably be scrapped in exchange for another London area airport.
Economic research on the merits of such revamp of the map of English airstrips have begun last October at this office and is expected to be concluded before the summer recess of Parliament. Stay tuned!
I agree with the 2nd-most powerful politician in the country:
Boris Johnson will step up pressure on the government to change its aviation policy with a report warning that London will lose jobs to European competitors unless David Cameron backs a new hub airport in the south-east. The London mayor has lined up senior business leaders, including Richard Reid, London chairman of KPMG, and Stuart Popham, former senior partner at Clifford Chance, to back his call for ministers to act more urgently in addressing the need for greater air capacity.
In exchange - and that is my personal take on it - we could easily close a few other airports that serve hardly any useful purpose and sell them to private industries or the military: Plymouth, Bristol, Cheltenham, Coventry, Derby and Norwich fulfil no purpose and could effortlessly and unnoticeably be scrapped in exchange for another London area airport.
Economic research on the merits of such revamp of the map of English airstrips have begun last October at this office and is expected to be concluded before the summer recess of Parliament. Stay tuned!
Friday, 14 January 2011
BoJo
Pre-weekend duties...
I support and co-sign the letter written by Boris and David, condemning planned union strikes when highest publicity is assured: during the royal wedding and the 2012 Olympic Games. The letter openly asks union members to revolt against their Stalinist leaders and chase them out of office (preferably throw them into the path of a Circle Line train; but that is MY spin of it).
Just one more thing:
Can Marina please make the wardrobe choices for Boris, and let her tie the knot?
Ta!
I support and co-sign the letter written by Boris and David, condemning planned union strikes when highest publicity is assured: during the royal wedding and the 2012 Olympic Games. The letter openly asks union members to revolt against their Stalinist leaders and chase them out of office (preferably throw them into the path of a Circle Line train; but that is MY spin of it).
Just one more thing:
Can Marina please make the wardrobe choices for Boris, and let her tie the knot?
Ta!
Weekend
T.G.I.F, eh?
11am at the St Pancras champagne bar for a flute of Chandon-Moët. Departure at 11:32, arrival at 02:45pm (Paris Mean Time). Arrival at Rue Pierre et Marie Curie - depending on how Emily negotiates traffic - at around 03:30pm (Paris Good Time) to commence the "same procedure as last year," starting with a bottle of Bollinger.
Back on Monday at 11am (British Dull Time).
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Back on Monday at 11am (British Dull Time).
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Saturday, 8 January 2011
Shooting of a popular Congresswoman
It was only a matter of time when the appallingly despicable public polemic, like the one spewed by a hate-mongering Sarah Palin, who has sunk as low as putting up a map with targeted Democrats in Congress with gun sights, would trigger some nutter to actually take shots at one of Palin's potential victims.
Today it happened: re-elected Congresswoman Gabrielle Gifords was shot, together with 16 others, among them a judge and a staff member of the Representative who was one of six people killed. Also among the dead is a 9-year old child. Sarah Palin can be blamed for instigating the climate under which this shooting happened. What a tea party she will have tonight!
The SARAH'S PACK map on Sarah Palin's website ("17 more to go," with shooting victim Giffords presumably off her hit list today):
Today it happened: re-elected Congresswoman Gabrielle Gifords was shot, together with 16 others, among them a judge and a staff member of the Representative who was one of six people killed. Also among the dead is a 9-year old child. Sarah Palin can be blamed for instigating the climate under which this shooting happened. What a tea party she will have tonight!
The SARAH'S PACK map on Sarah Palin's website ("17 more to go," with shooting victim Giffords presumably off her hit list today):
2011 - resolute w/o resolutions
First weekend back at home after a most brilliant trip to South Africa. Happy to say, the memories are still as vivid as the tan is still intact.
Returning first to Paris, the late 'fall-out' from Christmas had to be tackled: numerous postal notifications that parcels could not have been delivered while we were gone. For practical reasons - we did not want to fill up our suitcases with prezzies handed to us in South Africa and rather stuff them with local memorabilia and momentos - we gave each other stuff we had on our wish list on Amazon.co.uk.; and it worked brilliantly. Emily had to hire a taxi to the post office to pick up her gifts, a procedure repeated by myself on Wednesday.
At work everythign worked smoothly, no substantial backlog of work had accumulated over the past 3 weeks. On Friday my office welcomed four MEPs, an opportunity to vent my disdain for the euro, and to gloat over the 5% fall of the euro's value since the start of the year. More than ever, my contention written in my doctoral thesis some 15 years ago, that the eurozone - back then still in the process of preparation - would not survive two business cycles, holds as true today as back then. After the first boom & bust cycle, the eurozone looks like a conglomerate of limping and forlorn states brushing with various degree of financial ruin. In my eyes the EU commission's duty would be to declare Chapter-11 and to dissolve the doomed "union." It was good to take the European guests to an American restaurant, serving American wine, and rubbing in salt into the gaping wounds of our patients from the continent. It's good to see that, already in the absence of any legitimation from voters, the EU witnesses how the rug of secured financing is also being pulled from underneath their feet. Yes, I wholeheartedly applaud the doom heading towards the Soviet-EUnion, and its rapid demise.
When Boris asked me later, "you didn't mention anything adverse to our European friends, did you?" I just shrugged. After which BJ mumbled, "oh dear, this will cost London another 30 free tickets for the Olympic Games for some European bureaucrats to make up." I'm afraid he's right...
E1 and E2 (Emily proposed the idea to be called QE2) planned a weekend in London. But as it is her first weekend at home too, and she owes visits with friends and family to belatedly exchange good wishes for the New Year, we decided to make it next weekend, in Paris. It's nice to know that everyone around us is healthy and cheerful, optimistic for 2011, and all visitors to our South African homestead have made it back safely. At a time when Arab hoodlums and ghetto fucks lurk behind every bend on the road and in many airports, safe trips cannot be taken for granted anymore. I wish we'd nuke these bastards already.
I will keep myself occupied with resuming my duties as Anglochat's resident psychiatrist on AOL, unpacking the many parcels waiting under the Christmas tree (ok, it's a palm tree, actually), fake surprise as I unwrap them, and call people to thank. I also plan some ice-skating tomorrow at Somerset House. And I am pondering whether to post a picture showing tan and tan lines, and white spots... but I might lose this blogsite's G rating in the process. Maybe I will cut or black out the bits that could cause a ruckus.
Happy New Year to some, and things you deserve to others... personally I hope that the year will be as good as 2010, I'd settle for that. And let's forget about the last decade: it was the worst since the 1940s, I think. Arabs have ruined the fun for the rest of the world for a whole decade. It's time to retaliate.
Current Music (Spotify enhanced): CHARLOTTE GAINSBOURG - Heaven Can Wait
Returning first to Paris, the late 'fall-out' from Christmas had to be tackled: numerous postal notifications that parcels could not have been delivered while we were gone. For practical reasons - we did not want to fill up our suitcases with prezzies handed to us in South Africa and rather stuff them with local memorabilia and momentos - we gave each other stuff we had on our wish list on Amazon.co.uk.; and it worked brilliantly. Emily had to hire a taxi to the post office to pick up her gifts, a procedure repeated by myself on Wednesday.
At work everythign worked smoothly, no substantial backlog of work had accumulated over the past 3 weeks. On Friday my office welcomed four MEPs, an opportunity to vent my disdain for the euro, and to gloat over the 5% fall of the euro's value since the start of the year. More than ever, my contention written in my doctoral thesis some 15 years ago, that the eurozone - back then still in the process of preparation - would not survive two business cycles, holds as true today as back then. After the first boom & bust cycle, the eurozone looks like a conglomerate of limping and forlorn states brushing with various degree of financial ruin. In my eyes the EU commission's duty would be to declare Chapter-11 and to dissolve the doomed "union." It was good to take the European guests to an American restaurant, serving American wine, and rubbing in salt into the gaping wounds of our patients from the continent. It's good to see that, already in the absence of any legitimation from voters, the EU witnesses how the rug of secured financing is also being pulled from underneath their feet. Yes, I wholeheartedly applaud the doom heading towards the Soviet-EUnion, and its rapid demise.
When Boris asked me later, "you didn't mention anything adverse to our European friends, did you?" I just shrugged. After which BJ mumbled, "oh dear, this will cost London another 30 free tickets for the Olympic Games for some European bureaucrats to make up." I'm afraid he's right...
E1 and E2 (Emily proposed the idea to be called QE2) planned a weekend in London. But as it is her first weekend at home too, and she owes visits with friends and family to belatedly exchange good wishes for the New Year, we decided to make it next weekend, in Paris. It's nice to know that everyone around us is healthy and cheerful, optimistic for 2011, and all visitors to our South African homestead have made it back safely. At a time when Arab hoodlums and ghetto fucks lurk behind every bend on the road and in many airports, safe trips cannot be taken for granted anymore. I wish we'd nuke these bastards already.
I will keep myself occupied with resuming my duties as Anglochat's resident psychiatrist on AOL, unpacking the many parcels waiting under the Christmas tree (ok, it's a palm tree, actually), fake surprise as I unwrap them, and call people to thank. I also plan some ice-skating tomorrow at Somerset House. And I am pondering whether to post a picture showing tan and tan lines, and white spots... but I might lose this blogsite's G rating in the process. Maybe I will cut or black out the bits that could cause a ruckus.
Happy New Year to some, and things you deserve to others... personally I hope that the year will be as good as 2010, I'd settle for that. And let's forget about the last decade: it was the worst since the 1940s, I think. Arabs have ruined the fun for the rest of the world for a whole decade. It's time to retaliate.
Current Music (Spotify enhanced): CHARLOTTE GAINSBOURG - Heaven Can Wait
Thursday, 30 December 2010
Warm Days of 'Winter'
Just gorgeous days here in Western Cape.
Yesterday's high and low for Franschhoek: 87 at around 3PM, 64 at breakfast time on the terrace... Afternoon trip down to the shore near Kleinmond (Clarence Drive) where we stayed overnight. Shortly we'll take the 40-mile scenic route to the Theewaterskloofdam, just 10 miles from our Franschhoek homestead. Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, we'll be back home for some proper celebrations. Hottentots among Huguenots... lol
Lots of [private] pics from the trips at my Facebook
Lots of [private] pics from the trips at my Facebook
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Elton Meltdown
Beyond the good time we are having here in Franschhoek, I feel the need to comment on Elton John's weird offspring:
"Elton [what a name that is!], you will be 80 years old when your 'son' will turn 17. Congratulations to you, you selfish bastard; and pity for the newly-born."
"Elton [what a name that is!], you will be 80 years old when your 'son' will turn 17. Congratulations to you, you selfish bastard; and pity for the newly-born."
Friday, 24 December 2010
Happy Happy Joy Joy, in South Africa
Let's not reminisce over the travel woes getting here from London and Paris; rather let's enjoy what we have here: a refreshing chill of 60F at night, and balmy 82F during the day. I'm in paradise...
Friday, 17 December 2010
Vac Time
Leaving for St Pancras first, then Gare du Nord; a bit crazy, but hey! I do it because I can. E-1 will depart for SA on Sunday, while I return to London that evening; only to leave for CT myself on the next day.
The temp's make SA the right place to be: sunny and 78 in Stellenbosch vs cloudy and 29 in London today.
Back on the 4th, unless one of my stunts goes wrong... lol
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The temp's make SA the right place to be: sunny and 78 in Stellenbosch vs cloudy and 29 in London today.
Back on the 4th, unless one of my stunts goes wrong... lol
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Saturday, 11 December 2010
Snow in Paris
Snow in Paris means? To stay put in London and do the Christmas shopping at England's best mall. Hopping on the Eurostar yesterday on a moment's notice was Her right idea.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Where were you, when...
... John Lennon died?
I lived in San Francisco at the time, and was in bed when the TV interrupted its programme with the breaking news. And I muttered, "only in America."
I lived in San Francisco at the time, and was in bed when the TV interrupted its programme with the breaking news. And I muttered, "only in America."
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Fresh off the ticker...
- Noble boycott: At least the communists in China have the decency not to soil the Nobel Peace Prize award ceremony with the presence of any of its miserable representatives. It would have been a travesty if some of the regime's underlings attended a ceremony to honour the country's most eminent critic.
- I knew it all along as soon as the story broke last month: the husband concocted the infamous plan to have his newly-wed wife Anni Delawi shot execution-style in a Western Cape township near Cape Town. I hope he will be thrown into the Indian Ocean and be eaten by sharks.
- I applaud the arrest of WikiLeaks' Assange today; next stops should be a Swedish court room, prison and finally extradition to the US. Once there he should simply disappear at a place in the sun: Guantanamo.
Monday, 6 December 2010
London Weekend, Guernsey Revelations
After Eurostar, like most of the mass transport of England last week, stopped their often unreliable service in the wake of 1.3 inches of snow and temperatures near the freezing point - quelle surprise in December! - I found myself stuck in London. As a result I raked up a handsome phone bill over the weekend. But, this being London, I found enough activities to beat any emerging boredom right in its tracks.
Talking of tracks: while the ones leading to Paris defied me this time, I carved my own into the ice rink at Somerset House, twice. Together with three reg's, we enjoyed the musical and architectural beauty of the setting at the palace, did our 1-hour routines on Saturday and Sunday, enjoyed the mulled wine and the occasional fall onto the ice (especially when I tried to let Emily listen to my skates carving into the ice up close, bending over and holding the phone close to the skates).
Saturday night we spent at the usual hang-out, Trader Vic's at the Hilton. Great food, good music and fantastic drinks. By 2:30 in the morning we had split as I had to take up my position as weekend psychiatrist of AOL's Anglochat room - a free service of the NHS. It's my way of being Christmassy and compassionate according to the spirit of the season. I extended treatment to such reg's as the schizo-paranoid AOL members coma284, brandi620, Lameducks, Sugapiehineypunch, AlteredStates (a pun of mental debilities), and the crystal meth victims Carrcrater, vickylake, crampierat and doveinamist. The sessions went by uneventful, no further actions like forced injections or straight jackets were needed this time.
I also am in the midst of reading two books; one is Paul Erdman's "Crash of '79", the other a historical account of Guernsey, a renegade island off the coast of France that was deeply embroiled with the Nazi henchmen in the 1940s. Turns out that the people of Guernsey not only fraternised intimately with the nazis, even to the point that inhabitants of neighbouring Jersey were appalled, but they also made sure that all of the island's Jews were murdered. Two concentration camps on the islets around Guernsey were sustained by the crucial help of Guernsey folks. Their attempts to white-wash their past sins for more than 5 decades have been completely thrashed by the book. Two schools on the island have been provided by the islanders to the nazis as interrogation centres, from which suspects regularily have emerged dead. Later, after the war atrocities were stopped by British invasion forces, Guernsey has used the institutions to incarcerate, torture and sexually abuse children methodically until as recently as 1997.
On a lighter note: I accumulated 18 hours of OT last week, which I will utilise this week to have Monday-Wednesday as half-days. Afternoons will be spent shopping and visits at the (Germanic) Christmas market on South Bank, with original kraut goodies like mulled tea, bratwursts, potato dishes and gingerbread from Nuremberg. My eyes will be sparkling from the glare of Christmas tinsel and lights, and my hands will embrace the hot cups in nippy temp's. Undoubtedly I shall OD on roasted chestnuts.
You may hate me now... LOL
Current Music: GEOFFREY ORYEMA - Ye, Ye, Ye
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0u5yYEEluA
Talking of tracks: while the ones leading to Paris defied me this time, I carved my own into the ice rink at Somerset House, twice. Together with three reg's, we enjoyed the musical and architectural beauty of the setting at the palace, did our 1-hour routines on Saturday and Sunday, enjoyed the mulled wine and the occasional fall onto the ice (especially when I tried to let Emily listen to my skates carving into the ice up close, bending over and holding the phone close to the skates).
Saturday night we spent at the usual hang-out, Trader Vic's at the Hilton. Great food, good music and fantastic drinks. By 2:30 in the morning we had split as I had to take up my position as weekend psychiatrist of AOL's Anglochat room - a free service of the NHS. It's my way of being Christmassy and compassionate according to the spirit of the season. I extended treatment to such reg's as the schizo-paranoid AOL members coma284, brandi620, Lameducks, Sugapiehineypunch, AlteredStates (a pun of mental debilities), and the crystal meth victims Carrcrater, vickylake, crampierat and doveinamist. The sessions went by uneventful, no further actions like forced injections or straight jackets were needed this time.
I also am in the midst of reading two books; one is Paul Erdman's "Crash of '79", the other a historical account of Guernsey, a renegade island off the coast of France that was deeply embroiled with the Nazi henchmen in the 1940s. Turns out that the people of Guernsey not only fraternised intimately with the nazis, even to the point that inhabitants of neighbouring Jersey were appalled, but they also made sure that all of the island's Jews were murdered. Two concentration camps on the islets around Guernsey were sustained by the crucial help of Guernsey folks. Their attempts to white-wash their past sins for more than 5 decades have been completely thrashed by the book. Two schools on the island have been provided by the islanders to the nazis as interrogation centres, from which suspects regularily have emerged dead. Later, after the war atrocities were stopped by British invasion forces, Guernsey has used the institutions to incarcerate, torture and sexually abuse children methodically until as recently as 1997.
On a lighter note: I accumulated 18 hours of OT last week, which I will utilise this week to have Monday-Wednesday as half-days. Afternoons will be spent shopping and visits at the (Germanic) Christmas market on South Bank, with original kraut goodies like mulled tea, bratwursts, potato dishes and gingerbread from Nuremberg. My eyes will be sparkling from the glare of Christmas tinsel and lights, and my hands will embrace the hot cups in nippy temp's. Undoubtedly I shall OD on roasted chestnuts.
You may hate me now... LOL
Current Music: GEOFFREY ORYEMA - Ye, Ye, Ye
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0u5yYEEluA
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