Archive for February, 2006

Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Red Telephone Boxes

February 28th, 2006

Over here, at Contradictory Ben’s.

DSW, #75

February 28th, 2006

It was twenty years ago today that Olof Palme was murdered. Swedish social democrat and prime minister; born 30 January 1927, died 28 February 1986. More news links over here.

Scotland 18 – 12 England

February 25th, 2006

Possibly the best rugby international I can remember watching with no tries in it, even if the first half was only 39 minutes long. Terrific game, exciting all the way to the end, and with lots of good tackles.

TKB (Saturday Rugby Edition)

February 25th, 2006

Here’s Enkidu, this afternoon, after France v Italy, but before Scotland v England:

Pro-Test Protest

February 25th, 2006

I dropped in on the Oxford demo earlier today, and caught a bit of my Magdalen colleague John Stein’s speech, followed by a bit of Evan Harris, the local MP. Not quite as big as I thought it was going to be, but good to see it happening, nevertheless.

But what really caught my attention were the police-horses. Usually I don’t like seeing police-horses on the streets of central Oxford. They’re too big, they crap everywhere that my bike tyres are likely to go, and I’m not quite sure why they’re supposed to be necessary for whatever goes on in the middle of the town. But since they’ve started appearing in the news, I’ve been paying a bit more attention, and what struck me today is that they go round in colour-coordinated groups. On the one hand, there are the big brown horses, kitted out in the kind of borderline-luminous yellow stuff that cyclists sometimes wear after dark, including natty yellow ankle bands. And on the other hand, there are the big cream or white horses, which have dark socks and big kneepads. So what’s the difference here? Is one lot for cavalry charges and the other lot for crowd control? Or something else? And is this a general phenomenon, or just confined to Oxford?

UPDATE [4pm]: Thames Valley Police has an FAQ page about its horses, but the Qs I’m interested in aren’t asked sufficiently F to make the cut. And there’s a picture of an Oxford horse with the natty ankle bands here (though this isn’t a pic from either of today’s demos).

Brokeback Mountain, in Lego

February 23rd, 2006

Over here. [via]

That’s Odd

February 19th, 2006

The post I put up the other evening about how cowboys are frequently, though secretly, fond of each other has just disappeared from the blog. (Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, in almost five years on blogger.) Retrieving it from the google cache, I’ll reprint it below; the original comments box still seems to have survived over here.

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Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly (Fond of Each Other): There’s a Brokeback Mountain-themed video for the excellent new Willie Nelson song over here.

It’s much better than the original film, not least through being well over two hours shorter.

The Grocer’s Daughter

February 19th, 2006

My friend Ewen’s book about Mrs Thatcher has finally come out, so trot along to your local bookshop to buy it; it’s only �12.99. The most striking moment in the opening pages of the book is this one:

“As [John] Campbell points out, the fact that neither of her twins has any strong memories of their grandfather, who died shortly before their seventeenth birthdays, indicates that neither Grantham – nor indeed the Roberts family – loomed very large on Margaret Thatcher’s post-1951 horizon. Perhaps most telling of all in this context is an interview Thatcher gave to Brian Walden at Downing Street in January 1981. She spoke about the influence of her father upon her views and Walden asked her when he had died. Thatcher was flummoxed and asked one of the staff at No 10 to check for her. She was ‘reminded’ by this assistant that her father had died in 1970, at which point Thatcher declared that ‘He died when I was Secretary of State for Education… and a member of the Cabinet’, and she recalled his pride about this development in her career. This indicated a significant lapse of memory, for Alfred Roberts had died at the end of February 1970, which was nearly four months before Thatcher entered the Cabinet.”

— E. H. H. Green, Thatcher, p.17.

DSW, #18

February 19th, 2006

Georg Büchner, playwright, propagandist, fish scientist; born 17 October 1813, died 19 February 1837.

Variations on a Theme

February 17th, 2006

Here’s Jean Meslier (1664-1729):

“Je voudrais, et ce sera le dernier et le plus ardent de mes souhaits, je voudrais que le dernier des rois fût étranglé avec les boyaux du dernier prêtre.”

Alternatively, in English:

“I would like, and this would be the last and most ardent of my wishes, I would like the last of the kings to be strangled with the guts of the last priest.”

Perhaps better known in a variant often attributed to Denis Diderot in something like these words:

“Men will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.”

Here’s the Paris 1968 graffiti variant:

“When the last sociologist has been strangled with the guts of the last bureaucrat, will we still have ‘problems’?”

And here’s the Scottish variant by Tom Nairn that I unaccountably hadn’t come across until earlier this week:

“Scotland will only be free when the last Church of Scotland Minister has been strangled with the last copy of the Sunday Post.”

TKB (Saturday Edition)

February 11th, 2006

Somebody has been leaving muddy pawprints in the bathtub.

Enkidu is posing for another of these photographing-kittens-without-flash experiments:

Andromache wrestles with a grey mouse:

Long-Legged Guitar-Pickin’ Man

February 10th, 2006

Three of us enjoyed Walk the Line last night. Lots of problems with the biopic genre, or so it seems to me, but I thought Joaquin Phoenix was astonishingly good in the title role .

(Maybe more later.)

UPDATE [11.2.2006]: I don’t think I’ll add much more, except to point out to people that when Cash first auditioned at Sun records, the song that grabbed Sam Phillips’ attention wasn’t “Folsom Prison Blues” but the rather different, “Hey, Porter”, which was his first single (with “Cry, Cry, Cr” as the B-side, not the A-side, as the film suggests)..

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