2006
Take a proper gander at the news
14/08/06 17:17 Filed in: Journalism
I
don't
know
what
to
believe..
Yet.
When i heard about the recent terror threats thwarted by the British government It was on the car radio as i got back from a few days away in the sticks. The circus was in full swing with the tabloid news bigging things up almost to the level of an American TV news station. Comparisons with nine eleven were batted about as easy as delivering a weather report and still nothing was really known.
I thought I would reserve judgement for a few days and see what surfaced. Instead of watching the endless news reports say the same nothings, I looked around at how the British public were reacting.
Up the local shop people weren't talking about it any more than the whether. The most concerned person i came into contact was a member of the family that was due to fly to Spain and wanted the airports to get back to normal as they had been desperately looking forward to this break abroad.
Have we really gotten so use to all of this? Perhaps it only affects our subconscious now? The fear.. The feeling of a threat always lurking in the shadows..
I am hoping it's that we just have retained a little perspective. There is some serious suffering going on in the middle east at the moment and maybe even the British public can see through the frantically scrawled sensationalism fed to us by our gutter press.
Yesterday I found myself momentarily thanking the powers that be for reading every electronic information transmission in the 'civilised' world. Thanking them for intercepting this threat and therefore keeping us safe.
But only for a moment.
Then i realised how convenient this all is. That we are to be reminded of another victory for the powers-that-be over the evil that lurks in our everyday lives. Just when our 'war on terror' was flagging and the common man joined together in condemnation of the atrocities occurring in the middle east.
A few small crumb like facts are slowly coming to light and things are once again beginning to look a little sinister.
Could this plot descovery be another well timed public release..?
Take a proper-gander at the news and decide for yourselves.
http://www.propagandamatrix.com/articles/august2006/130806liquidbomb.htm
When i heard about the recent terror threats thwarted by the British government It was on the car radio as i got back from a few days away in the sticks. The circus was in full swing with the tabloid news bigging things up almost to the level of an American TV news station. Comparisons with nine eleven were batted about as easy as delivering a weather report and still nothing was really known.
I thought I would reserve judgement for a few days and see what surfaced. Instead of watching the endless news reports say the same nothings, I looked around at how the British public were reacting.
Up the local shop people weren't talking about it any more than the whether. The most concerned person i came into contact was a member of the family that was due to fly to Spain and wanted the airports to get back to normal as they had been desperately looking forward to this break abroad.
Have we really gotten so use to all of this? Perhaps it only affects our subconscious now? The fear.. The feeling of a threat always lurking in the shadows..
I am hoping it's that we just have retained a little perspective. There is some serious suffering going on in the middle east at the moment and maybe even the British public can see through the frantically scrawled sensationalism fed to us by our gutter press.
Yesterday I found myself momentarily thanking the powers that be for reading every electronic information transmission in the 'civilised' world. Thanking them for intercepting this threat and therefore keeping us safe.
But only for a moment.
Then i realised how convenient this all is. That we are to be reminded of another victory for the powers-that-be over the evil that lurks in our everyday lives. Just when our 'war on terror' was flagging and the common man joined together in condemnation of the atrocities occurring in the middle east.
A few small crumb like facts are slowly coming to light and things are once again beginning to look a little sinister.
Could this plot descovery be another well timed public release..?
Take a proper-gander at the news and decide for yourselves.
http://www.propagandamatrix.com/articles/august2006/130806liquidbomb.htm
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Eye Bleed
26/01/06 22:05 Filed in: Personal
Today I fully realised the karmic affect of cheating
a multinational corporation.
On yet another day on the endless road of home improvements we found ourselfs in the mecca of flat pack and soft wood furniture.
We have been living on and out of boxes and decided we needed to unpack a few, shelves and other necessities were obviously needed.
In the Scandinavian superstore i felt like bleeting out loud as I snaked my way slowly through the showroom maze with ten thousand other shoe dragging men and their partners.
Still.. at the checkout we were undercharged £230... One third of our total budget.
We left quietly, teeth clenched, out into the cold and packed the car in record time.
I don't know how it started, perhaps the cold, perhaps the over exertion from packing too fast, perhaps I picked it. But half way home my nose started gushing blood.
No drama I thought. I have had nose bleeds before, a long time ago, but i knew what to do. I gripped the end and waited for it to stop.
It Didn't.
It leaked all over the place and the flow was heavy. Over my jeans over my shirt, over the garden and into the house, up the stairs and over the bathroom floor, the sink and toilet.
I sat for a bit and nodded at advice telling me to do what I was already doing.
Then I leant over to pick up some tissue I had dropped on the floor and something strange happened.
I bled from my eyes.
Initially I was too transfixed to the bathroom mirror to be worried. The blood oozed out from behind my eyeballs and down my face. I banged the window frantically as the car was being unloaded by my only witness.
When she turned the corner at the top of the stairs I was satisfied that my horror movie face was indeed as bad as it looked.
There was a scream.
I then got severely reprimanded for trying to take a photo with my one free hand. I dropped the camera.
After a brief panic a nurse on the phone said, yes it some time happens and there was nothing to worry about unless the bleeding did not stop in twenty minutes.
It didn't, but half an hour later I was happy enough and washed the dried blood from me and my immediate surroundings, happy that I had both my hands back in use.
I felt like I had lost a pint and thought about utilising the benefit a beer would bring to my metabolism.
Instead I had an early nigh and dreaded the moment our lucky shop would have to be unpacked and the real home assembly adventure begin.
On yet another day on the endless road of home improvements we found ourselfs in the mecca of flat pack and soft wood furniture.
We have been living on and out of boxes and decided we needed to unpack a few, shelves and other necessities were obviously needed.
In the Scandinavian superstore i felt like bleeting out loud as I snaked my way slowly through the showroom maze with ten thousand other shoe dragging men and their partners.
Still.. at the checkout we were undercharged £230... One third of our total budget.
We left quietly, teeth clenched, out into the cold and packed the car in record time.
I don't know how it started, perhaps the cold, perhaps the over exertion from packing too fast, perhaps I picked it. But half way home my nose started gushing blood.
No drama I thought. I have had nose bleeds before, a long time ago, but i knew what to do. I gripped the end and waited for it to stop.
It Didn't.
It leaked all over the place and the flow was heavy. Over my jeans over my shirt, over the garden and into the house, up the stairs and over the bathroom floor, the sink and toilet.
I sat for a bit and nodded at advice telling me to do what I was already doing.
Then I leant over to pick up some tissue I had dropped on the floor and something strange happened.
I bled from my eyes.
Initially I was too transfixed to the bathroom mirror to be worried. The blood oozed out from behind my eyeballs and down my face. I banged the window frantically as the car was being unloaded by my only witness.
When she turned the corner at the top of the stairs I was satisfied that my horror movie face was indeed as bad as it looked.
There was a scream.
I then got severely reprimanded for trying to take a photo with my one free hand. I dropped the camera.
After a brief panic a nurse on the phone said, yes it some time happens and there was nothing to worry about unless the bleeding did not stop in twenty minutes.
It didn't, but half an hour later I was happy enough and washed the dried blood from me and my immediate surroundings, happy that I had both my hands back in use.
I felt like I had lost a pint and thought about utilising the benefit a beer would bring to my metabolism.
Instead I had an early nigh and dreaded the moment our lucky shop would have to be unpacked and the real home assembly adventure begin.
Found!
02/01/06 13:00 Filed in: Personal
I don't know what to say.
New year's day had me answer my mobile only to find out my missing friend had been kidnapped and rescued in the same phone call.
Amazing, Fantastic! But also very secret so I will leave it there. Till it's published and news for all.
Shit i am glad he is ok.
It's weird, I knew it in a strange way and could not for the life of me stop thinking about it.
And now all is well. I need a stiff drink.
New year's day had me answer my mobile only to find out my missing friend had been kidnapped and rescued in the same phone call.
Amazing, Fantastic! But also very secret so I will leave it there. Till it's published and news for all.
Shit i am glad he is ok.
It's weird, I knew it in a strange way and could not for the life of me stop thinking about it.
And now all is well. I need a stiff drink.