Blood and fire

Translation of the farewell poem recovered from the murderer of Theo van Gogh.

When is a telemarketer a stalker?

Just received six calls from Gas Natural‘s telemarketing department, the first cold and the rest increasingly warm. Basically, the woman refused to accept that I was not interested in the Christmas special offer and kept calling back. If there’s no law against this, then there should be soon, because it seems to be regarded as…

Schrödinger’s Arafat

This seemed to me an interesting view of the media-meets-multiple-state-man scenario we’re now in: In the Everett many-worlds interpretation, which does not single out observation as a special process, both states persist, but decohere. When an observer opens the box, he becomes entangled with the cat, so observer-states corresponding to the cat being alive and…

Flash mobbing

The public left-wing aggression, organised via mobiles, that I think most people accept was crucial in the Spanish elections this year is often taken as having been the first successful application of flash mobbing to politics. Dheera Sujan, in Gods and Monsters: the Saffronisation of India, a programme on the Dutch International Service, suggests that…

He nemde Symon Petrum

The 4th International’s Peter Symon cloning conspiracy, exposed: Peter Symon, General Secretary, Communist Party of Australia (here responding in a spirit of comradely generosity to a critique of his flawed, theist interpretation of Big Bang theory); Petro Symonenko, First Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Ukraine, who is a boxer and…

I think you know what this is about

John Chappell of Iberian Notes is on TV3 from 11:30 this morning, chewing up liberals, Europeans and all manner of junk (but no real meat, please). Wotchit. (Re my scissors post, something wrote in to say that the guy claims to be Canadian, so not really European at all. When are you people going to…

Paying the pipers

Sci-fi author Neal Stephenson (Enowning > a Slashdot interview): [A] while back, I went to a writers’ conference. I was making chitchat with another writer, a critically acclaimed literary novelist who taught at a university. She had never heard of me. After we’d exchanged a bit of of small talk, she asked me “And where…

Wild thing

Picked up the two-month-old Beast of Bages this afternoon from a farm where she was in imminent danger of being eaten by hunting dogs. She’s still too shy for photos, but has already assaulted one of the neighbours and climbed all over the bookcases, so here (MP3, 4.93MB), by way of welcome, is a snipped…

Peel

So it’s just going to be the once on Peel. That was a strange summer, when the customary laziness was suddenly interrupted by unfamiliar terms like “airplay” and “contract”. Then the singer got eight years for stammering during an armed robbery and the guy in the suit ran off with the money. Or something –…

Importance of language (potty?) training

A fascist left site stole an excerpt from a translation of Michael Moore’s Stupid White Men and posted it approvingly next to what they think is the authentic cover. Check it out. (Tim Blair > Barcepundit, neither of whom seems to be the agent provocateur webmaster of Nodo50.)