30 May 2008

The implied violence of neckwear

The BBC has reported that after a US wingnut blogger complained about a Dunkin' Donuts ad featuring TV chef Rachael Ray wearing a scarf supposedly resembling a traditional Arab keffiyeh, the company has since pulled the ad, seeking to avoid any doughnut-related controversy.  The blogger was quoted as saying:

Fashion statements may seem insignificant, but when they lead to the mainstreaming of violence - unintentionally or not - they matter.

So next time you're on TV in America, you'd better steer clear of any potentially subversive neckwear, or in fact any clothing accessory that might be construed to have an impact on popular perceptions of violence and/or doughnuts.

- Source: BBC News, 30 May 2008

[Courtesy of RH.  The news item has a picture of the dastardly scarf]

Is your pet feeling unsafe?

Then they need to acquire a set of Canadian artist Jeff de Boer's designer armour for cats and mice.  Although they may need a friend with opposable thumbs to shine the metal for them to keep it in mint condition. 



Cats and Mice

[Courtesy of the B3ta newsletter]

28 May 2008

Not a good day at the office

An over-eager Customs official in Japan has committed an impressive faux-pas: hoping to prove the drugs-sniffing ability of his Customs dog, he secreted a 142g package of cannabis in a random passenger's suitcase, and then set the dog to finding the drugs.  Unfortunately the dog couldn't find it, and by the time they gave up the canine search the officer had forgotten which suitcase the drugs were in!  Humbled and apologetic, the officer is asking for the random passenger with the surprise present in their luggage to bring it back to Customs.
 
"I knew that using passengers' bags is prohibited, but I did it because I wanted to improve the sniffer dog's ability," the officer was quoted as saying. "The dogs have always been able to find it before... I became overconfident that it would work," he said.
 
- Source: BBC News, 26 May 2008
 
 

27 May 2008

Not a Cambridge wally

'Cut it out! I drink in public bars with the best of them thank you very much. I'm not some Cambridge wally.'
- Former NZ wicket-keeper, now TV commentator Ian Smith responds to former England captain Mike Atherton's joky jibe that he spent an evening drinking in a working man's club in Manchester (Source: Cricinfo)

‘No more fishing for you, old man'

From a report on the release of formerly classified UK government documents on UFO investigations, which have revealed that there were no dramatic alien cover-ups in operation: 
 
In 1950, the government convened a secret committee, the Flying Saucer Working Party, to investigate sightings of U.F.O.'s. It concluded that U.F.O.'s were optical illusions, weather phenomena, airplanes seen from strange angles and the like, which has been the government's line ever since.

In 1979, the House of Lords debated the matter at the urging of the Earl of Clancarty, who believed that man was descended from aliens who crawled from the earth's core via special tunnels or flew in spaceships 65,000 years ago.

He was not the only noble believer.

"I should like to tell your lords about some of the sightings I have seen," said the Earl of Halsbury, "beginning at the age of 6, when I saw an angel."

Lord Gainford said he had seen a U.F.O., which he described as "bright white ball with a touch of red followed by a white cone," at a New Year's Eve party in Scotland. Some children saw it, too, he added, and they "had been drinking soft drinks."

None of their accounts were as detailed as that of a 78-year-old ex-soldier in Aldershot. His story, which he told to a U.F.O. investigator, can be found in the newly released files.

Out fishing in 1983, the man had just poured himself a cup of tea, he recalled, when he was approached by two four-foot-tall beings wearing pale green overalls and large helmets. They led him into what turned out to be their ship — "I thought, Christ — what the hell's that?" he said — and, apparently considering whether to subject him to extraterrestrial experiments, suddenly announced: "You can go. You are too old and infirm for our purposes."

"Anxious to avoid causing offense," the report said, the man asked no questions, even obvious ones like, what planet do you come from? Instead, he returned to the riverbank, where he finished his tea (by then cold) and resumed fishing.

He was reluctant to tell his family, the report says: "I knew my wife would say 'No more fishing for you, old man.' "
 
Note: The Earl of Halsbury would've been 71 years old when he debated UFOs in the Lords in 1979.  Incidentally, Wikipedia reports that 'he was also a friend of J.R.R. Tolkien and was one of the few people to read The Silmarillion in Tolkien's lifetime in 1957' 
 
- New York Times, 26 May 2008

26 May 2008

Sex And The City

'Say what you like about Sex And The City - and I have, the thrust of most of my previous comments being that it was an act of surpassing collective lunacy ever to elevate to the status of feminist icons four women who habitually:

a) turned into a gibbering, prancing, hair-tossing flutterwit whenever she came within 10 feet of her supposed soulmate (corsage fetishist Carrie);

b) turned into a gibbering, prancing, hair-tossing flutterwit whenever she came within 10 feet of any man from the Upper East Side and upper tax bracket (Charlotte, pretty as a picture and dimmer than a trout);

c) scared men away by having short hair (Miranda - a successful lawyer, yet still too stupid to take the morning-after pill);

d) reduced herself to a giant vagina (Samantha - although, to be fair, the writers occasionally gave her breasts as well).

I mean, you may as well have claimed that Ally McBeal was written by Mary Wollstonecraft...'

- Lucy Mangan, Guardian, 24 May 2008

24 May 2008

Ban all hair

Students at Feilding High School in the Manawatu have been banned from using hair products after some students spiked their hair up.  Now one student has been suspended for breaching the principal's rule.  Principal Roger Menzies said:
"Some of the kids started spiking their hair right up. When kids start abusing their privileges, we get into the dilemma of what is enough."

The easiest way to remedy this was to rule out hair product altogether, he said.

"It's an old chestnut really, you get kids complaining about free expression."

I don't have a problem with schools implementing arbitrary rules.  But they should be a bit more creative as they seek to foster uniformity in the student body.  Rather than banning hair products, wouldn't it be simpler just to ban hair?  It would stop all the hair-based rivalry amongst the school's female students, would save time in the shower in the morning, and would be refreshingly cool during summer months (although hats would probably be required to avoid melanoma).

- Source: Manawatu Standard, 22 May 2008  

23 May 2008

Destructive criticism

'Here are some of the nastiest ever reviews:
 
Laurence Olivier as Shylock in The Merchant of Venice (TV, 1974), reviewed by Clive James in The Observer:
 
'...any fan of Walt Disney comics could turn on the TV and see that he had modelled his appearance on Scrooge McDuck'
 
 
Peter O'Toole as Macbeth at the Old Vic Theatre, London (1980), reviewed by Robert Cushman in The Observer:
 
'His performance suggests that he is taking some kind of personal revenge on the play'
 
 
A revivial of the musical Godspell at the Old Vic Theatre, London (1981), reviewed by Michael Billington in The Guardian:
 
'Godspell is back in London... for those of you who missed it the first time, this is your golden opportunity: you can miss it again'
 
 
Jackie Mason's first Broadway show, a play entitled A Teaspoon Every Four Hours, New York (1969), reviewed by Clive Barnes in The New York Times:
 
'I realised it was not a particularly distinguished play when at the intermission I found myself rushing up the aisle for a cigarette outside.  It was not until I got there that I remembered that I don't smoke'  (The play's opening night was also its last)'
 
- James Inverne, Inverne's Stage & Screen Trivia, 2004
 

21 May 2008

From Nob End to Bitchfield

Ah, the many joys of the proud tradition of spotting rude British placenames. Some examples from the article include:

Wetwang

Wetwang is a Yorkshire Wolds village that sits on a busy main road along the coast. Debate surrounds the origins of its name; it means either "field for the trial of a legal action" or just "wet field". Whatever the meaning, the name attracts so many sniggers that the late Richard Whiteley was bizarrely made the honorary Mayor of Wetwang, a title now held by the BBC Look North weatherman Paul Hudson.

Muff

Muff – from the Irish word "magh" – is a village in County Donegal, on the border between the Republic and Northern Ireland. Over the last decade, Muff has seen a huge growth in population, with people from Northern Ireland moving across the border. The first week in August sees the Muff Festival – and there's a diving club in the village called, yes, the Muff Diving Club.


For a more in-depth look at one such burgh, see Shitterton: The village that dare not speak its name.

- Source: Independent, 21 May 2008

20 May 2008

World's largest Lolcat

Now this is cool: a whole building in San Francisco now sports a snazzy Lolcat "invisible bike" mural.   Pretty soon there won't be any real world left and we will just exist in internetland.  Geeks rejoice!

World's Largest Lolcat