Space travel's in my blog
Pompey Manager, Paul Hart:
Ok, I know I'm a little behind the "News" here in my own little world. But, hey, so what?
To be honest, I try to avoid watching or reading the "News" whenever possible. It's bad for my anxiety.
A couple of months ago I read the copy of The Times that was delivered free with our Ocado grocery delivery.
By the way, Ocado are streets ahead - sometimes literally - of Tesco and Sainsbury's at delivering the food you ordered, on time (one of the other's once delivered a whole day late), without getting bleach or washing up liquid all over your bread and flour (they put them in different bags), providing reasonable substitutes if they don't have what you wanted (Tesco once claimed to have no bread, milk or eggs in their store at all, which, frankly I find unbelievable and an insult to my intelligence) and generally just being rather nice about everything.
Anyway, I digress.
It was about the time of the Iranian elections or just after. 16 June, actually. The preposterous David Aaronovitch was commenting on a picture of a man being beaten up by Iranian police, suggesting somehow that superior white/western/civilsed nations might do something as a result of this offensive image:
Ironically enough, on the previous page was the pictorial of the Nottingham Police "Service" Tasering of a man lying on the gound while onlookers watched horrified and pleading with them to stop. There's a video of this:
Now, if only the police were more like Ocado, there'd be no more broken (l)eg(g)s, spilt milk/blood, and they could really provide a useful service to the community.
While they are at it, why don't insurers discriminate against other disadvantaged groups, too?
Via the BBC - image 3 is the one.
Well, 755 self-assessed MUFC fans voted, including me. Having said that, I agree! I suppose I will have to do my own predictions for the season, soon....
It’s Just A Ride. Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed through a slow vibration, we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, life is only a dream and we are the imaginations of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather. Bill Hicks