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calendar   Tuesday - April 26, 2011

Sunset Red


I’m not sure why, but somehow she makes me think of Michelle Trachtenburg. Yeah, like that’s a bad thing.




Posted by Drew458   United States  on 04/26/2011 at 03:46 PM   
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travelers causing grief. again. what else is new? read this one.

Here we fuckin go again. 

A sensitive issue. That means that liberal geeks are involved. Remove the liberal geeks and start running Britain as a country again instead of as a failed Goldenage Of Aquarius lefty liberal marxist socialist utopia. Start with our current liberal geeks in charge, Cameron and Clegg then work downwards though the government, the BBC, the local councils and anywhere else they’re infesting.

Rick, Lincs,

So what’s that all about?

It’s late, I’m not meant to be at the puter. I have the latest issue of a favorite computer magazine and a very good book and a new bottle of Bailey’s Irish BUT…
just before shutting down I needed to re-check something and caught this newest and maddening as in RCOB article.

Is there another word for DOOMED? I’ve used it to a point of loss of meaning. But damn it all, this place is ...  you know it is.

I’m posting the entire article.  For the pix use the link provided as always.
What a god damn freekin mess this place is.  I hope I’m not getting all worked up over something false here.  I do tend to anger over stuff like this very quickly.

Take a look for yourself.

Farmer who called 999 after gipsy death threats has her legal shotgun confiscated ‘in case she retaliates’

Last updated at 8:30 PM on 26th April 2011

Officers took 35 minutes to arrive after she was threatened with chainsaws and knives

A frightened farmer who called 999 after gipsies threatened to kill her was stunned when the police who eventually arrived told her they would confiscate her legally held shotguns.

Tracy St Clair Pearce, 50, was confronted by four men carrying a chainsaw and a knife, who warned her they would kill her cattle at her farm in Colchester, Essex.

She called police late on Good Friday to report the threat, but was left gobsmacked when officers took 35 minutes to get to her home, before telling her they would confiscate her shotguns.

The ordeal came just days after travellers set up an illegal camp on council land bordering Mrs St Clair Pearce’s home.
She has now lodged a formal complaint with police after claiming officers took more than half-an-hour to arrive following her terrified 999 call.
She said: ‘I am so angry and worried.
‘I could still get my throat slit in the middle of the night because that is what they threatened to do.
‘The animals are under constant surveillance now - it’s no way to spend Easter.’

Mrs St Clair Pearce’s furious brother, Stuart, added: ‘They obviously feel she is the threat to the travellers but she was the victim.
‘What I fail to understand is that the travellers feel that they are somehow protected by the law yet we do not feel like that.
‘I have spoken with a few of them and they tell me that is how they feel, like they are untouchable.
‘If they feel like they are protected, then they are going to act in that manner.
‘That is why these four young men felt it was OK to be in our field and to treat my sister in the way that they did.
‘I am in shock - I thought that the law in this country is here to protect people who live and work in their communities - not those who visit for a short while and think they are beyond the law.’

(Well sir, I guess you just thought wrong. Have another think.)

Mr St Clair Pearce said his sister had felt threatened but told the travellers ‘in no uncertain terms’ to leave her land or she would call the police.
He said: ‘They were being abusive and threatening a woman who was on her own in a field.
‘They told her they were going to slit her throat and the throats of our cattle and horses.
‘Does “I am going to slit your throat?” come into normal conversations?’

He said they had been visited by police more than 10 times since the Good Friday incident and made to feel as though they were the aggressors.
‘The officers have said it is wrong to confront them and that we should have turned our backs and called the police.
‘But when we did call the police they did not even arrive for half-an-hour. ‘When the police did arrive, they had this incredible attitude that somehow we were to blame.
‘I actually had to turn round and tell one young officer, “Excuse me, you are talking to the victims of crime here”.’

Mr St Clair Pearce said his sister was clearing ragwort from the field and using a knife to do so.
He thinks the travellers were incited by seeing the knife in his sister’s hand when she told them to get off her land.
He said: ‘My sister has grown up with a load of brothers, so she was not fazed when they started being aggressive towards her.
‘But there is only so much you can take and to be told you would have your throat slit and your animals throats cut is too much.
‘The officers were particularly interested in making sure that she did not have any firearms at the property.
Mr St Clair Pearce said since the incident his sister had voluntarily removed the guns from her property.
He also confirmed she did not use them at any stage to threaten the travellers.
The travellers were approached today and asked for a comment but refused.

The siblings run a rare breeds farm which homes unusual horses and rare Shetland cattle.
Essex Police have confirmed no arrests have been made in connection with the allegations of threats to kill, although statements have been taken.
At one stage last weeks there were 18 caravans illegally camped on the council-owned land although the numbers have been dropping gradually in recent days as the travellers move on.
The site has been earmarked for a legal travellers’ site but Colchester Borough Council has yet to open it.

Gerard Oxford, a Colchester councillor, went to support Mrs St Clair Pearce after the attack.

He said: ‘A woman, all on her own, phoned 999 after threats against her life and the police took 35 minutes to get there.
‘Then, at about midnight, the inspector asked for an assurance that we were not going to take any action ourselves.

‘The police decided to take statements and the next day, lo and behold, they could not find anyone responsible.’
Inspector Jim White of Essex Police said: ‘In order to prevent any public order incidents, and to keep members of the public safe, we obtained a warrant to remove firearms.

Gets a mite confusing at this point cos there wasn’t any actual “attack.” So either the Mail got it wrong or the councillor did. And the following sentence reads like a quote from the councillor but surely should belong to the brother since there isn’t any “we” with regard to that councillor. Or do I miss something here?
To be honest, the problems here with these gypos/travellers call em what you want, is so extensive, so expensive, so overall bad, that I’ve come to just automatically assume they’re to blame (since they generally are) any time a landowner or law abiding citizen raises an issue concerning them.

Oh yeah, the headline may be misleading. According to the story itself, she moved the gun before the cops got a chance to take it away.


Oh .. one final thing. Don’t you pull up weeds and stuff like that as opposed to cutting them with a knife? You need to get from the roots. No? Knife doesn’t do that, that I am aware.  But then, I don’t know a hell of lot about gardening or things of that nature.


Posted by peiper   United Kingdom  on 04/26/2011 at 03:34 PM   
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An obit but I’m doing it just a bit differently because I started reading about her.

A Brit, a lifetime (almost) in America and one of the world’s richest women.  Very well known among show biz ppl, but to be honest I never heard of her. Bet few if any of you did either.

I’m splitting this page up between part of her obit from Saturday .... and a review from 2009 that appeared in the Mail. The obit comes from the Telegraph.


Celia Lipton, who died on March 11 aged 87, was a child star, known as the “British Judy Garland”, who went on to become a Forces sweetheart in the Second World War; later she gave up a successful stage career to marry the American inventor and industrialist Victor Farris and became the acknowledged ‘Queen of Palm Beach society’.


Like any society hostess and former actress Celia Lipton was always vague about her age and was furious when a magazine obtained a copy of her birth certificate, showing that Celia May Lipton was born on Christmas Day 1923, at 73 Leamington Terrace, Edinburgh. Her father was an English violinist, Sidney John Lipton — as Sydney Lipton he would become one of Britain’s top bandleaders; her mother was May Johnston Parker, a dancer, singer and noted Scottish beauty.

When Celia was eight, her father formed his own band and took it to the Grosvenor House Hotel in Park Lane, where he was to remain for 35 years. Enthralled by watching the singers and chorus girls at the hotel putting on their make-up and diamonds to go on stage, Celia determined to go into showbusiness. Her chance came when, aged about 10, she spotted an advertisement asking for a Judy Garland sound-alike to play the lead in a BBC radio production of Babes In the Wood. Determined to get the part, she perfected Garland’s lisp and breathy singing style. When her parents refused to let her audition, she set off on her own and secured the part.

She went on to record more radio plays and albums and, aged only 15, appeared at the London Palladium. “My father was leading the orchestra,” she recalled. “He didn’t tell the audience who I was, he just said: ‘There’s a little girl coming out, her name is Celia.’ I sang I’m Just In Between. It didn’t faze me. Everyone cheered, and then my father said: ‘That was my daughter.’ It was thrilling.”

When the Second World War broke out, her father joined up as a private and was away from the family for seven years. As a result Celia became the family breadwinner. She sang to 2,000 troops at the Albert Hall, to severely disfigured men at the burns unit in East Grinstead, to the forces on the European front and at RAF hangars across the country, becoming known for Maybe It’s Because I’m A Londoner and You’ve Got Your Own Life To Live. With her mother as chaperone she toured Britain.

Her greatest triumphs, though, were her appearances as Peter Pan at the Scala Theatre, Tottenham Court Road, in 1943 and 1944 (the “best ever seen in a London theatre” according to one critic), and in Lionel Monckton’s 1944 revival of the light opera, The Quaker Girl, when she stepped in for Jessie Matthews at the last moment and received a dozen curtain calls on opening night at the Coliseum.

In 1952 Celia Lipton moved to New York, where she joined the all-star revue, John Murray Anderson’s Almanac (1953-54) at the Imperial Theatre, Broadway, and appeared as Esmeralda to Robert Ellenstein’s Quasimodo in a television version of The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1954).

While in New York, she met Victor Farris. “I was returning some books to a friend and there was a man up on a ladder fixing a fan – my future husband,” she recalled. At first she thought he was a plumber and then, maybe, a member of the Mafia. In fact he owned 17 companies, was the inventor of the paper milk carton, the paper clip and the Farris Safety and Relief Valve, still used in shipping, oil and chemical industries. He was also a millionaire many times over. The couple wed in 1956, with Celia giving up showbusiness to devote herself to married life in New Jersey and, later, Florida.

Although the marriage was not without its difficulties — her relationship with her husband was sometimes volatile - it was a happy one. 

Celia suffered ten miscarriages and gave birth prematurely to two babies who both died within a week — At their sumptuous mansion in Palm Beach, once owned by the Vanderbilts, Celia became a leading society hostess.

When Victor Farris died of a heart attack in 1985, closely followed by her parents, Celia’s life altered dramatically again. Her husband had left her his £100 million fortune (an amount she more than doubled through shrewd investments over subsequent years), and she embarked on a new phase of her life as a philanthropist and charity fundraiser. “There are a lot of silly, socially competitive, frivolous women in this town who gossip, go out to lunch every day and dinner every night and that’s it,” she observed. “I’m delighted that I know what hard work is and proud of my Scottish mother and the good Scottish common sense she taught me.”

A convert to Catholicism, she raised large sums for the Salvation Army, the American Heart Association and cancer research charities. At a time when the disease was taboo she was one of the first big private benefactors of Aids research. Other beneficiaries included the National Trust for Scotland, the Great Ormond Street Children’s Hospital, the American Red Cross, the Prince’s Trust and the Duke of Edinburgh Trust.

In addition she became Executive Producer of the American Cinema Awards in Hollywood (which raises funds for actors who have fallen on hard times); sang before the Queen at the 50th anniversary of VE Day in Hyde Park, made a brief screen comeback with Burt Reynolds in BL Stryker (1989-1990), and released a series of her own, self-financed, CDs. In 2008, she published her autobiography My Three Lives.

more of obit at the TELEGRAPH

Queen of Palm Beach: How Celia Lipton Farris became one of the richest women in the world

Last updated at 9:35 AM on 22nd January 2009


On a summer night in 1955, an attractive young British actress, finding the lift out of order in a Manhattan apartment building, arrived panting at her friend’s front door on the top floor. It was like a scene straight out of the Hollywood classic, How To Marry A Millionaire.

She remembers: ‘I was breathing heavily and almost banged straight into a ladder standing right outside.

‘Looking up, I saw a man with black curly hair and the most expressive, brooding brown eyes that seemed to momentarily flash a sign of recognition, while he stood on top of the ladder.

‘He was in the midst of repairing the skylight, and, noting his rolled up shirtsleeves and open shirt, I thought to myself, “What a good-looking plumber“‘.

But to her surprise, the ‘good-looking plumber’ followed her into her friend’s apartment, and was introduced as Victor Farris, a name that meant nothing to Celia Lipton, the 31-year-old West End musical star, singer, actress and daughter of Mayfair’s celebrated Grosvenor House Hotel bandleader, Sydney Lipton.

After hesitantly accepting his offer to drive her home, in ‘the most awful-looking pale blue Cadillac I’d ever seen - it bore the scars, dents and scrapes of endless battles for limited parking space on Manhattan’s streets’ - he took her for coffee.

They sat at a table facing the men’s room. ‘Every time a man came out, Victor pretended he was knocking them off with a machine gun. He had me in convulsions. Our one cup of coffee seemed to last for hours, with much laughter. We both found a new camaraderie.’

By the time Farris, divorced and 12 years her senior, dropped her off at her apartment, she was convinced he was a Mafia Don.

The story of their 29 turbulent, volatile, but deeply happy years together is engagingly told by Celia Lipton Farris, now one of the richest women in the world, in her new autobiography, My Three Lives.

It has to rank as one of the most extraordinary books that has ever come my way.

Lavishly produced in coffee-table format, in almost blinding Technicolor, its 344 pages feature no fewer than 408 photographs, 232 of them of herself.

We have Celia with the Queen, with Prince Philip, with the Prince of Wales, with Princess Diana, with Prince Edward, with Rose Kennedy (the mother of JFK), with Clint Eastwood, with Bob Hope, with a decidedly icy-looking Bette Davis - of whom Farris says: ‘I had the distinct impression that she was wishing I wasn’t with her on stage at all,’ - and of a legion of lesser luminaries who make up the candyfloss world of Palm Beach society.

The New York Post has described the book as ‘an ego trip that counts’. Others might describe it as an ego trip in which you count the pictures.

Yet nowhere in this strange book will you find the date on which its author was born, a matter she declines to countenance, claiming that in America, ‘if you are over 40, you are dead’.

The reality is that on Christmas Day, Celia Lipton Farris was 85, a fact that readers of her book will find impossible to believe after studying the hundreds of photographs in which she appears gleaming, glowing, dressed to the nines, magnificently coiffured and loaded down with jewels that look as if they might have come from the collection of Marie Antoinette.

Celia May Lipton, in fact, was born on December 25, 1923, in Edinburgh, the only child of an English violinist, Sidney John Lipton - as Sydney Lipton he would become one of Britain’s top bandleaders - and of a noted Scottish beauty, May Johnston Parker.

When Celia was eight, her father formed his own band and took it to London’s Grosvenor House Hotel in Park Lane, where he was to remain for 35 years.

Every week, millions of radio listeners tuned in to hear the words: ‘You are listening to Sydney Lipton’s Orchestra broadcasting from the Silver Room at the Grosvenor House Hotel.’

In 1939, at the age of 15, she made her debut at the London Palladium with her father’s orchestra.

At 17, she was back at the Palladium in the revue, Apple Sauce, and four months later, she won her first raves in the West End revue, Get A Load Of This, in which, dressed by the royal couturier Norman Hartnell, she stopped the show every night, singing You’re In My Arms (And A Million Miles Away).

At 20, she played the title role in Peter Pan. The turning-point for Celia came in 1944, when superstar Jessie Matthews walked out of the leading role in the West End revival of The Quaker Girl.

The brightest of new stars

Lipton stepped in at only ten days’ notice, and when the production reached the West End, she took 16 curtain calls and one critic hailed her as ‘the brightest of new stars’.

On the French Riviera, she rubbed shoulders with the young Prince Philip of Greece, before his marriage. ‘He said he’d like to give me a lift to the casino in Cannes,’ she said.

Although it is clear that their 29-year marriage was not always easy, her account of it, and of Farris’s death in 1985, when she fought desperately to get the paramedics to their Palm Beach mansion, is the one section where her book blazes vividly into authentic literary life.

‘I walked out of the hospital, got into my car, put my head on the steering wheel and sobbed. Finally, after what seemed like hours, I started the car and drove into the bleak, dark night across the Intracoastal Bridge, back to Palm Beach. That five-minute drive home seemed like 500 miles.’

Farris left her a fortune in excess of £100 million. By shrewd investment, she has doubled it, making her one of the wealthiest women on the planet. In widowhood, she started to display her formidable organising abilities.

She became Executive Producer of the American Cinema Awards in Hollywood,

Her philanthropy has become legendary. She has funded two hospital wings in her husband’s name, has worked devotedly for Aids sufferers, spearheaded a Salvation Army appeal that raised $10 million, and has given huge sums to numerous causes, sometimes with money raised from exhibitions of her own brilliantly coloured impressionist oil paintings.

The American Cancer Society has named a lifetime achievement award after her in honour of her 30 years of charitable work.

Is Farris’s book the story of ‘an incredible woman who has led an inspiring life’, as one of its more gushing reviews insists?

Sadly, it could have been, had it not been written with one eye on the calendar, and the other on her socialite neighbours.

Despite that, one feels this is one genuine gutsy dame who doesn’t need a cardboard title from some venerable order of which most people have never even heard.

Nor does she need to fib about her age or assume a status she does not possess merely to impress the rich bitches of Palm Beach.

If her book proves anything at all, it is that Celia Lipton Farris is a real-life heroine who has built her own pedestal.

DAILY MAIL source. All the rest of article is here.


Posted by peiper   United Kingdom  on 04/26/2011 at 09:17 AM   
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yes sir yes sir, two boats full

Civilization: 2

Pirates: 0

And the Summer Season has hardly even begun!

First Inning -

19.04.2011: 0435 UTC: Posn: 03:47S – 055:41E, around 1nm off Denis island, Seychelles(Off Somalia).

Seven pirates armed with AK47 and RPG boarded a fishing vessel doing fishing activities. Crew immediately sent a distress alert which was received by the Seychelles coast guard. The pirates took hostage four crewmembers and threatened to kill them if they refuse their orders to steer the vessel towards Somalia. On 20.04.2011 the coast guard launched an operation which resulted in the rescue of the four fishermen and the capture of the seven pirates. During the operation one crew was slightly injured. Three pirates were injured of which one died.

A presidential spokeswoman for the island nation of Seychelles says its coast guard has rescued four local fisherman whose ship had been hijacked by Somali pirates. Srdjana Janosevic says that one fisherman and three Somali pirates were wounded in Wednesday’s mission that rescued the crew of the fishing vessel Gloria. Janosevic says seven pirates were captured in the operation 150 miles (240 kilometers) north east of Mahe, the largest island of the Seychelles archipelago.

Ocean terrorists from Somalia have taken another beating from the Seychelles Coast Guard, when earlier in the week they were overpowered and outgunned by two navy vessels in hot pursuit after an SOS call about being seajacked came in from the fishing boat. Aerial surveillance, using the Indian sponsored Dornier aircraft, aided in the swift location of the boat and two navy ships were dispatched to pursue and ambush the terrorists about 150 nautical miles off the main island group of the archipelago. An apparent shoot out, initiated by the Somalis who attempted to flee, resulted in three of them being wounded while one of the four rescued Seychellois fishermen too was injured. They are receiving initial treatment on board of the navy ship and will be assessed further upon landing in a few hours at the main Seychellois sea port in Victoria.

The Seychelles government has now repeatedly demonstrated to the world that determined and robust action produced the desired results, as several seajacked boats and fishing vessels have in past months been recovered and the ocean terrorist been brought to justice.

The naval coalition can and in fact must take a leaf from the Seychelles in regard of rescue missions and their robust handling of such situations, and it is high time that the rules of engagement, as often demanded here in the past, are being changed beyond monitoring, determent and containment into offensive operations to bring the ocean terrorists down. This must include denying them land bases through appropriate action from the air and on the ground to achieve this objective. It must also be a certainty for the terrorists, that once they leave Somalia’s territorial waters, and look and act like pirates, the outcome would be swift and final for them, instead of trying to appease the weeping and politically so correct ‘advocates of human rights’, who show more compassion for the aggressors than their victims. Meanwhile, congratulations to the government of Seychelles, their brave coast guard and navy personnel and welcome home to those rescued.

[ translated from Chinese ] Seychelles Coast Guard this is the third successful rescue from the hands of Somali pirates detained Seychelles fishermen. Currently, the seven pirates are escorted to the Seychelles on the way, is expected to be 21 to shore. By then, the custody awaiting trial or serving sentences in the Seychelles, the number will reach 64 by Somali pirates.

Second Inning -

25 Apr 2011 Turkish Navy reported that F-491 TCG Giresun freed a Yemeni fishing boat from Somali pirates on 24 April 2011.

The suspicious looking fishing dhow was sighted 300 miles of the coast of Umman. and the nearest warship, TCG Giresun was ordered to intercept the boat and to inspect it. When the dhow was in sight of the TCG Giresun the VBSS team consisting of naval special forces boarded the Yemeni vessel. The pirates surrendered with out a gun fight.  The confiscated weapons were dumped to the sea.

The dhow turned out to be a Yemeni vessel, captured by the Somali pirates on 11 April 2011 to be used as a mother ship. The seven Yemeni fishermen on board were freed by the Turkish sailors.

The number of the arrested pirates was not mentioned in the official statement. But if you look to the photo below and count the heads, there are at least 16 pirates ready to be taken to the frigate on the white small boat.


Not even enough guns to go around: the arms seized by the Turkish Navy


Where’s Waldo? 16+ captured pirates packed up for shipment


Yup, I’d call this packed tiny boat “suspicious looking” too


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black headmistress see lynch mob in a parent’s poster and calls police.

Gee, another blow to race relations. Can’t understand why.  If de big ma-moo say it be offending den I ax you ... ain’t dat nuff?

Poor dear will now most likely put in a claim. 

Another example of the white man’s burden.  And I’m having some second thoughts about the white guy in this story as well.

BUT ....

The black headmistress who saw lynch mob in a parent’s poster and called police


For a poster advertising a primary school parents’ meeting, it is certainly unusual.

Using models, it depicts scientist Charles Darwin surrounded by an angry mob wielding flaming torches and makeshift weapons.

According to the school governor who created it, City executive David Moyle, it is a satirical joke about pushy middle-class parents demanding higher standards.

In his case and only based on that last line, I’d say he might be a stupid white guy.  Why shouldn’t parents demand high standards? Seems weird to joke about that, don’t ya think?

Yet when black headmistress Shirley Patterson saw it, she believed it represented her surrounded by white parents.


Frightened: Headmistress Shirley Patterson called in the police after she saw the poster

She reportedly compared it to a scene from Mississippi Burning, a film about the Ku Klux Klan’s racist lynchings, saying it left her ‘fearing for her and her family’s safety’.

She called the police, claiming harassment. Then a council inquiry spent weeks determining the race of the Charles Darwin figure. Now Mr Moyle has been suspended from the governing body of Goodrich primary school in fashionable East Dulwich, south-east London, and is considering withdrawing his two younger children.

Although the police realised Darwin was white, and said no crime had been committed, Southwark council insisted it had ‘appropriately’ investigated the ‘deeply disturbing’ poster.

The Labour authority refused to reveal details of its inquiry – which involved half a dozen officers at a time when 500 jobs are set to be cut.

And it will not discuss how a model of a white, bearded, Victorian scientist could be confused with a black 21st century headmistress.

But a friend of Mr Moyle said: ‘Southwark council summoned David for a meeting and told him the posters amounted to harassment.

‘A two-week investigation was carried out into the toy Charles Darwin’s ethnicity, before it was ruled “indeterminable”.

‘But the council inquiry, carried out by a whole team of officers including the assistant director of access, inclusion and education, Pauline Armour, ruled the poster was “an image of violence and intimidation”, and “deeply disturbing and damaging to children”.’

Mr Moyle, who is also a volunteer cricket coach at the school, said: ‘The poster and subsequent events have taken up way too much of my time this year. I was very surprised and disappointed that the school executive tried to criminalise me over it, especially in light of the amount of time my wife and I have given to Goodrich over the last eight years.

‘If there was a perceived problem with the image I would have thought they could have spoken directly to me about it.

Suspended: School governor David Moyle created the poster

‘And as an ardent supporter of local government, I was taken aback by the reaction of the council, who not only fully endorsed the disproportionate reaction of the school management, but also contrived additional charges about the poster that had no relation at all to the original complaint.

‘The only people involved who have applied common sense to this incident are the police and the parents of the school, and to them I am grateful.’

The friend added: ‘David is really angry. He feels he can’t have his children in a school where the headmistress tried to have him arrested. The posters were supposed to be poking fun at parents, representing them as a peasants’ revolt.

‘And the parents, teachers and police saw nothing racist about it. But once the council got involved it escalated.’

Mrs Patterson, 53, replaced a popular long-term headmaster of Goodrich school when he retired in 2007. Ofsted inspectors rated the school, which has around 700 pupils aged three to 11, a lowly ‘satisfactory’ in 2008.

In January, newly-elected parent governor Mr Moyle, who lives nearby in a £650,000 Victorian house with wife Lisa, a former treasurer of the parents’ association, and their sons aged 12 and ten and daughter of eight, was asked to advertise a meeting.

He found the image on a website mocking ‘creationists’ angered by Darwin’s theory of evolution, and stuck posters around the school.

The next week he was told Mrs Patterson had complained to the National Union of Teachers.

The friend said: ‘Mrs Patterson was previously at a school where lots of children come from migrant families and English is not their first language.

‘But East Dulwich is quite gentrified, and a lot of middle-class parents here want schools that rival prep schools.

‘They want academic excellence.

‘She feels everyone is against her and has over-reacted to a poster she thought symbolised her.’

Mrs Patterson, who lives with her daughter in a £250,000 flat in Camberwell two miles from the school, refused to comment.

Here ya go people. Here’s the infamous poster ploy. And as I was saying at the top of this page, BUT.  The figure that is supposed to be Darwin IS a black figure.  I don’t know how you see the color on your monitors, but I thought he was brown even in the paper. He isn’t white where I am. Still though, the guy in question here was a volunteer, he’d been doing things for the school for eight years.  Is it a bit OTT to accuse him of having ‘R’ thoughts when he did this?
Why can’t his word be taken that he didn’t intend the poster to be a lynch party.  Maybe cos the figure happens to not be white.
But I still have a problem with Big Ma-Moo here.

Why couldn’t she have approached him in person and asked him about the poster? But no.

She called the cops .....  she notified the council .... she called her union ....

She strikes me as one of those “professional victims” who just waits (or actively looks) for something to be offended by, and she found it.

Can reparations be far behind?



PS: And when her school finally falls below the standard acceptable, guess whose fault it will be?


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older but still a ‘babe’ …. nina carter

I guess this could be considered eye candy although I picked up on it more as a human interest thing.
Not that eye candy doesn’t qualify as human interest.  Anyway, I saw this and thought, why not?
The lady is now 59 and oh boy she still looks darn good to me.  But then of course, I’m past the 70 mark.

Take a peek.

Still a pin-up after four decades, 59-year-old former Page 3 girl Nina Carter


The pose is a little less racy than her fans might remember.

But given that almost 40 years have passed since her 1970s’ heyday, Nina Carter’s striking looks have remained remarkably unchanged.

The 59-year-old became one of the world’s most successful glamour models after she found fame as a Page 3 girl.


She insists her still-youthful appearance is down to healthy eating and exercise – and has always said she has never succumbed to surgery.

But that might not always be the case, admitted Miss Carter, who married plastic surgeon Douglas Harrison last year.

I have changed my view, because before I knew Douglas I was very anti any kind of surgery,’ she said.

‘But when I see the effect it has on people, especially those who have severe abnormalities, their lives are completely changed.

‘People come from all over the world and have all sorts of reasons for having plastic surgery. In that sense, it is a wonderful thing.

‘I feel that if you have bags under your eyes and it makes you feel better, then I cannot see any reason not to go ahead with it,’ added Miss Carter, who was married to Yes keyboard player Rick Wakeman for 20 years.

‘I would most definitely consider it in future. I’m never going to be a plastic surgery nut, but if I needed to have something done, then yes, I would do it,’ said the model, who now works as a life coach.


Life coach? Is that some kind of new age thing?


Posted by peiper   United Kingdom  on 04/26/2011 at 06:33 AM   
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a ban on bumper cars, or dodgems as we’d say in the usa.

OK, do I file this under humor?  Or stupid people?

I think we called em Dodgems when I was a kid.  The goal of course was to avoid being bumped while aiming for someone else. Heck, I don’t recall anyone ever being hurt. But hey ... health and safety ya know.  And then sadly, there is the legal thing in these days of a very litigious culture. 

I guess maybe I should file under law and courts and lawyers etc. I just discovered there isn’t really anything funny here. 

Bumping in bumper cars is banned at Butlins in the name of ‘health and safety’

Last updated at 8:45 AM on 26th April 2011

You could be forgiven for thinking bumper cars were, well, for bumping.

But seaside resorts are introducing their own strict Highway Code on the fairground ride because of health and safety concerns.

Bosses at all three Butlins resorts – in Bognor Regis, Minehead and Skegness – have decided that the point of dodgems is to dodge one another.

So they have banned visitors from bumping their cars together, requesting that they manoeuvre them carefully and sedately around the course instead.

They insist adults and children can still have ‘great fun’ overtaking other cars – but only while driving in an orderly fashion in the same direction.

However, disappointed visitors have described the experience as similar to navigating ‘an exitless roundabout’.

Ironically, it was Sir Billy Butlin himself who brought the electric bumper car, equipped with its distinctive large bumpers, to British fairgrounds from the U.S. in the 1920s.

The holiday camp confirmed that the rules for their ‘experience dodgems’ had been tightened to avoid customers injuring themselves or others. Staff have been ordered to ban any visitor who dares to flout the strict ‘no bump’ rule.

A spokesman for Butlins admitted the restrictions were ‘pretty vigilant’, but insisted they were necessary.

It is thought the company was concerned about potential legal claims for whiplash or other injuries suffered during a ‘crash’.

But although there have been attempts to claim compensation for injuries sustained while on a bumper car, none has succeeded.

Solicitors say it would be very difficult to prove fault on the part of a dodgem driver, and many believe the level of impact would simply be too low for a compensation claim. 

Jeremy Pardey, resort director at Butlins in Bognor Regis, said he could not allow the cars to bump for ‘health and safety reasons’.

He added: ‘The point of our dodgems is to dodge people, not to run into people.’

The holiday camp has fallen in line with many other fairgrounds which display ‘no bumping’ signs. But few go as far as banning those who break the rules.

Mr Butlin bought the UK franchise for Dodgem Cars, a brand manufactured in the U.S., and introduced them at his holiday camps 80 years ago.



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calendar   Monday - April 25, 2011

I made it

It’s been a very stressful 2 days for us here. Had to get the MIL down to Sloan Kettering in New York City for cancer testing. Getting the logistics squared away was a real hassle, but we managed, although Easter celebration got tossed aside this year. I had to sleep in her mostly finished attic Sunday night, somehow both sweating and freezing at the same time all night long. Almost no sleep. Up before dawn to get out the door, cram 5 people into the car, including both worried daughters, and get onto the highway. All I can say is Thank God for Easter Monday, a “holiday” I didn’t even know existed, but which kept half a million or so cars from commuting in this morning. So the drive wasn’t too bad at all. Made mid-town on time. $50 to park for 7 hours. Horry clap. Sat in 5 different waiting rooms drinking hospital coffee all day, going from doctor to doctor. Got her in front of a bunch of top doctors, got some proper tests run, have to go to another one of their centers next Thursday for more of this. Maybe SIL can take that trip, and we’ll take the one after that.

The good news is that this is pretty much the best cancer diagnostic center on earth, so if she has it, they’ll find it and devise a plan. And if they tell her she’s clean, then she’s clean and can stop worrying. And then they’ll send her to one of their other diagnostic centers to find out what’s actually wrong with her. And perhaps she’ll listen this time, because these doctors can’t really be gainsaid, unlike others we’ve dealt with. We’ve been on the hospital and testing merry-go-round for several months with her, and have been through a whole lot of stupid crap and poor medical opinions. Deal with the best, and forget the rest.

I am very tired, but this had to be done. This is just another chunk of ice off the old iceberg; caring for senior parents can get pretty demanding, and I know that many have it much worse than we do.

And next I’ll be fixing her damn shower, which is 3/4 dead, tends to scald the unwary, and doesn’t drain hardly at all. I spent the day sticky and slightly whiff because the shower was so bad I couldn’t even get a good rinse in. Or maybe I needed to shower for more than the 3 minutes I got this morning. And her water smells like satanic dog farts. WTH?? Sulfur + roadkill. Eww! That’s another thing we’ll have to look into for her. Maybe a filter or softener might be needed, maybe the water company can come and do something. At the very least she needs one of those hand held shower wand things put in. One with an On/Off valve right on the wand. Probably a new shower head, but I’ll try and keep the diverter valve assembly. Hoo boy, another project at her house. Just what I wanted.

Time for a scotch, a shower, and some sleep.


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an editorial follow up to Bristol rioting

Just recently I ignored an event in a city named Bristol, which Drew then posted and did a far better job of it then I would have done.

Just to be clear about something.  According to what the radio said, police had information of suspected bomb makers in the building where the squatters were located. And sure enough they found the evidence.  Now that’s my understanding.

I wish the media types would quit using the false term, “protesters” because they aren’t really protesting some injustice to mankind.
They are simply punks, thugs, they are criminals in the guise of would be do-gooders.  What they do, they do for the pure hell of it, every single one of the bastards should by rights be stood against a wall and shot in a painful place and left to die.  They’re very brave so long as they know (and they do) that little if any real harm will come to them.

Tesco Express in Bristol is what Americans would call a convenience store.
They have store recently opened in the USA btw. Again, not a major supermarket like the ones they have here in the UK, because they don’t want to try and go head to head with our large chains back home.  I suppose they were allowed into the US based on an agreement that they wouldn’t. I don’t personally know that but it’s a guess. 

Their stores in the USA are called Fresh and Easy.

One more point which is made below and doesn’t need me, but I’ll state the obvious anyway.  Many of the punks on parade with vandalism in their pea brains, are also leftists, outspoken anti capitalists and anarchists.  Adequate words just fail me in trying to describe my hatred for all these groupings of filth and slime.

Which brings me finally to an excellent editorial comment in the morning Telegraph by someone calmer then I am, and with no death wish for miscreants.
I am posting his entire commentary here.

It’s time Tesco haters stocked up on facts

Supermarkets are so successful because they provide what we want at a reasonable price.

By Stephen Pollard

It is fashionable among the Left-liberal intelligentsia to view supermarkets as some sort of uncouth offence against decency, fit only for the proles who subsist on multipacks of turkey twizzlers. Instead of driving off to shop at rapacious retail beasts we should be pottering down the high street, exchanging mid-morning pleasantries with our butcher, baker and candlestick maker.

So when, on Friday, a group of layabouts in Stokes Croft in Bristol decided to riot in protest at the opening of an 18th Tesco store in the city, there were frissons of excitement elsewhere. Violence might not be so easy to support, but how wonderful that someone is standing up against the supermarket juggernaut. As one writer put it in the Guardian on Saturday: “The damage caused to Tesco’s property last night is relatively insignificant compared to the damage Tesco has been able to inflict.”

Like most such fashions, this latest is built on a combination of hypocrisy and idiocy. Because you can bet your shopping bill on the fact that, at the very dinner parties when the anti-supermarket pieties are trotted out, almost everything has been bought from one of the chains.

Given that one in every seven pounds spent in the UK is spent in Tesco alone, it barely needs restating that supermarkets are the retailer of choice of almost everyone. Well over 90 per cent of us, in fact, use supermarkets regularly. We do so because they offer what we want: quality, value, range and convenience. And the better they get at it, the more custom we give them, and the bigger their profits.

So when Tesco announces record profits of £3.8 billion, as it did last week, that’s something to be celebrated, not scorned. Its growing profits are a badge not of shame, as some idiots claim, but of pride – built on more of us choosing to shop there, and spending more, because we value what and how it is selling.

When Tesco or any supermarket opens a new store, it stands or falls by customer demand. The retail sector is brutally competitive: 94 per cent of us have access to at least three brands of supermarket within a 15-minute journey of where we live, and customers use, on average, three different supermarkets a month. As huge businesses, supermarkets spread their costs over massive volumes and so take a minimal margin on each item. So although the operating profit margin of big suppliers such as Proctor and Gamble, Unilever and GlaxoSmithKline was found in a 2007 study to be 20 per cent, 13 per cent and 32 per cent respectively, the margin of the big four supermarkets was only between 2.2 and 6.2 per cent. That’s one reason why, despite their massive profits, we spend a smaller proportion of our income on food than any other EU country.

But the facts are irrelevant to UK Uncut, an anti-capitalist protest group that has sprung up over the past year and which is heavily involved in protests against Tesco (along, in the Bristol protests, with the gloriously named but astonishingly silly Peoples Republic of Stokes Croft).

UK Uncut claims to be peaceful, involved only with sit-ins and orderly demonstrations at businesses it targets such as TopShop, Boots and Vodafone. But many of its activists seem, by a remarkable coincidence, to have been at the scene of a number of the riots and public order disturbances in recent months. Its beef is tax avoidance, arguing that the businesses it targets are culpable because they structure their affairs to minimise tax liabilities. In other words, they structure their affairs entirely legally, in accordance with tax rules, and avoid paying what would in effect be additional voluntary tax.

Were it not for what seems inevitably to accompany its activities, UK Uncut would be laughable. The Institute for Economic Affairs recently published a report that rips apart its contradictory, ill-informed, juvenile arguments. Indeed, in an unintentional self-parody of the group’s deep-seated ignorance, UK Uncut staged a sit-in at Fortnum & Mason during last month’s anti-cuts march, “over the tax dodge of over 40 million by its owners Whittington Investments which have a 54 per cent stake in Associated British Foods who produce Ryvita, Kingsmill and others and own Primark. ABF have dodged over £40 million in tax”.

Ignore the illiteracy of UK Uncut’s press release – is it Whittington Investments or ABF which have supposedly dodged £40 million in tax? – and the fact that it provided not a word of evidence for its claim. Rather, focus on the fact that ABF, Wittington Investments and Fortnum & Mason are all owned by the Garfield Weston Foundation, the 14th largest charitable foundation in the world. Not exactly the unacceptable face of capitalism.

Now it has its sights set on Tesco. Its website informs us that “Tesco control 30 per cent of the UK grocery market and have over 2,000 stores in the UK”. There is no explanation as to why this is objectionable. It just is, it seems. But then it details Tesco’s real crime: “In 2010 they made a profit of £3.4 billion, yet they will still go to great lengths to avoid paying tax.” The swines! Tesco have the nerve to employ accountants to structure their affairs to comply with the law and pay every penny of the tax they owe.


Oh and btw .... Here’s a letter from someone who lives in the city.  Quite interesting I thought.

The riot against Tesco

SIR – In four years living near Stokes Croft, Bristol, I can say that the new Tesco is the best thing to have happened to the area.
Stokes Croft cannot be described as having an “independent culture”. The place is a pit of crime, fuelled by drink, drugs and prostitution. No wonder more than half its residents are squatters.

People there claim that the Tesco will destroy local trade. But the poorly supplied off-licence seems largely to supply local tramps with their bottles of super-strength cider. To protect its trade, the new Tesco has not been granted a licence to sell alcohol.

In these times, we are relying on the private sector to pull us out of recession. Tesco (and supermarkets in general) is good at triggering regeneration of areas and creating jobs for the unqualified.

I am in my sixth year working in a supermarket and have been able to transfer to different stores while I move with my degree study. Otherwise, I would not have been able to finance my degree.

The thugs using the new Tesco store as an excuse to riot are the problem in this instance. Those who ran havoc in Stokes Croft caused Tesco little trouble. As usual, the police and the taxpayer have taken the brunt of the blow.

Matthew Stimpson


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Shed A Tear And Raise A Beer

I won’t be around Sunday or Monday, maybe not even Saturday, so I’ll put this together now and set it to appear Monday. I was reminded today (Friday) that it was almost time by a video at Theo’s. He posted The Fureys doing The Green Fields of France, a WWI remembrance video by this Irish folk band. The Irish fought in WWI, but under the flag of Great Britain.


April 25, 2011


ANZAC Day is a big thing Down Under in Australia and New Zealand. It is their own personal Remembrance Day, in honor of their first international military engagement as commonwealth nations. It’s also a celebration of the birth of their own national spirit.

Around the turn of the 20th century Australia and New Zealand became Commonwealth Nations in the British Empire. In 1915 183,000 Australian and New Zealand soldiers took part in the Dardanelles campaign, an attempt to capture Istanbul and open the passage from the eastern Mediterranean to the Black Sea. Success there would have crippled the Ottoman Empire, an ally of Germany in WWI, and taken pressure off of Russia in the Crimean. Russia held the Eastern Front against Germany. On April 25, 1915 the ANZAC (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps) forces landed near the mouth of the Sea of Marmara at the eastern end of the Gallipoli peninsula. It was a pure cluster f*** from the beginning.

Because of a navigational error, the ANZACs came ashore about a mile north of the intended landing point. Instead of facing the expected beach and gentle slope they found themselves at the bottom of steep cliffs, offering the few Turkish defenders an ideal defensive position. Of the 1500 men who waded ashore that first day, 755 remained in active service at the end of the day. The remainder were killed or wounded. Establishing a foothold, the ANZACs found an advance to be impossible.

And there they fought, and there they died.

8 full months of hell later they were evacuated. Net achievement: zero. The campaign was one of the worst run in history, combining terrible logistics, terribly inaccurate supporting fire, criminally poor leadership, and poor food with horrible living conditions, no sanitation whatsoever, primitive medical support even for the day, and a number of virulent outbreaks of disease. In the end it was a defeat for the Allied forces, but from purely a numbers perspective it was a victory, because 3 times as many Ottomans died as did Allies.

The campaign is often referred to for its successful stealthy retreat, which was completed with minimal casualties, the ANZAC forces completed their retreat by 19 December 1915 and the remaining British elements by 9 January 1916.

Total Allied deaths were 43,000 British (10% of them Irish), 15,000 French, 8,700 Australians, 2,700 New Zealanders and 1,370 Indians. Total Turkish deaths were around 200,000. New Zealanders suffered the highest percentage of Allied deaths when compared with population size, but the percentage of Turkish deaths was almost twice theirs.

This campaign became a turning point in the national consciousness of several of the participants. Both Australia and New Zealand still celebrate Anzac Day and the Turks consider it a point of national pride. Many mementos of the Gallipoli campaign can be seen in the museum at the Australian War Memorial in Canberra, Australia, and at the Auckland War Memorial Museum in Auckland, New Zealand.

The last ANZAC veteran of Gallipoli, Alec Campell, died in 2002.

Over time ANZAC Day became not just a remembrance of those who died or were wounded in that far off event, but a day to honor all those who had served. And as the years went by, remembrance turned more to celebration, because it was in Gallipoli’s filthy sands that these two island peoples first stood up for their own nationhood.

As dawn breaks over Trinity Inlet on Anzac Day on Monday, a record crowd is expected to gather at the Cenotaph on Cairns’ Esplanade to remember our fallen Diggers. And it’s a scene that will be repeated all over Australia and the Far North – from a dawn parade in cyclone-ravaged Cardwell to a morning service at the Yorkeys Knob Boating Club.

Far Northern RSLs say the number of people who attend local services grows each year, as more residents are touched by war and the Anzac spirit cements itself in the national identity. Cairns RSL committee member David Clifton said Australia had shaken off the divide that lingered after the Vietnam War and now Anzac Day was a time to celebrate the nation’s unique spirit.

“A lot of those divisions that arose after Vietnam, which really split people’s attitudes, have healed, and that divide is less relevant today,” he said. “Now the country celebrates Anzac Day. Rather than commemorating it with great sadness, we honour the efforts of men and women in service and celebrate their spirit.”

And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore. They’re tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, what are they marching for? And I ask myself the same question.

But the band plays Waltzing Matilda, and the old men still answer the call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear. Someday no one will march there at all.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong, who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?



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calendar   Sunday - April 24, 2011

happy easter?  I guess for some. don’t leave home without your burka.

I couldn’t think of another headline to go with this article I found only today. In fact, this may be my only post for today. Needs to be shared.
Heck of a posting on this day in what I assume is still a Christian country.  Sort of.

More evidence why the West should ban the burka


Women who do not wear head scarves are being threatened with violence and even death by Islamic extremists . . .,” states the opening sentence of an April 18 story in the Daily Mail in Britain.

Sadly, nothing unusual there, except that these threats are being made to non-Muslim women. Again, this is not unusual, since that happens throughout much of the Islamic world that imposes rules about dress on all women, regardless of their religion.

What makes the above news so disturbing is the women who are being threatened with violence and even death by Islamic extremists for not wearing a hijab (the Muslim head covering) and a veil (the niqab) are non-Muslim women living in . . . wait for it . . . Great Britain. Yes, you read that correctly. Non-Muslim women in a free and democratic country are being threatened with violence or death in a predominantly Muslim neighbourhood of London, no less.

The story states: “An Asian woman who works in a pharmacy in east London was told to dress more modestly and wear a veil or the shop would be boycotted.

“When she went to the media to talk about the abuse she suffered, a man later entered the pharmacy and told her: ‘If you keep doing these things, we are going to kill you.’ “

The 31-year-old pharmacy clerk has been told to take a “holiday” by the pharmacy owners and she now fears she may lose her job.

The “Talibanesque thugs” are also targeting homosexuals in the neighbourhood of Tower Hamlets, with stickers being plastered on walls saying: “Gay free zone. Verily Allah is severe in punishment.”

This story, and others like it, should put to rest the nonsensical arguments of people who say that the niqab (which leaves just a slit for the eyes) and the burka (which even covers the eyes with a mesh) are just another choice of clothing that women can make. History simply does not back that up. Wherever the niqab becomes common, it eventually becomes mandatory and women are never given a choice of what to wear again. Of the dozens of women I spoke with in Afghanistan in 2003, not one of them said they chose to wear a burka -they were forced to by the Taliban and they hated it.

That’s the problem and that’s, in part, what France is attempting to stop with its ban on face coverings in public, which came into effect on April 11.

In January in England, a London court heard that Mohamed Al-Hakim phoned his cousin, Alya AlSafar, 21, at her west London home issuing a deadline to start re-wearing the hijab or face death.

Last June, right here in Canada, Aqsa Parvez’s father and her brother were sentenced to life in prison for what the judge called the “twisted and repugnant” murder of the 16-year-old for refusing to cover her hair and dress the way they wanted her to.

Parvez was strangled to death in the family’s Mississauga, Ont., home in December 2007. Her father, Muhammad Parvez, and brother Waqas Parvez, 26, pleaded guilty to seconddegree murder.

There are literally dozens of similar stories in western democracies that could be cited.

Tarek Fatah, renowned author and founder of the secular group Muslim Canadian Congress, says he hopes Stephen Harper wins a majority and follows the lead of French President Nicolas Sarkozy and bans the burka and niqab.

“The burka and the niqab is the political uniform of the regiments of the Muslim Brotherhood, which is a fascist, supremacist organization,” explained Fatah, who was reached in his Toronto hospital room, where he is recovering from life-saving surgery to remove a cancerous tumour from his spine.

“You can’t wear a swastika today and not be a Nazi, and the niqab is the swastika of the Muslim Brotherhood,” added Fatah on Tuesday.

“Every woman who wears a burka by choice in the West is a supporter of Islamic fascism, believes in jihad and desires the implementation of sharia law and the destruction of western civilization. There is not one of these women who will say that they are against sharia and they’re against jihad,” he said. “So, we’re dealing with a dress code of a fascist organization that has in its gunsights, the West.”

Nevertheless, our Supreme Court has ruled that it’s unconstitutional, for instance, to ban the Hells Angels criminal organization members from wearing their colours. The big difference, however, is the Hells Angels don’t want every other person on the streets to also wear their uniform. If Islamo-fascists have their way or become the majority, even in a small neighbourhood like Tower Hamlets, they will impose their oppressive dress code on all women, regardless of their individual beliefs. Therein lies the difference.

In Canada, we identify one another by our faces. We are not forced to carry government-issued identification, like in all Islamo-fascist states. Therein lies the biggest difference of all.

Licia Corbella is a columnist and editorial page editor.



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calendar   Saturday - April 23, 2011

Not Child Safe


Disney has a new nature movie out called African Cats.

An epic true story set against the backdrop of one of the wildest places on Earth, “African Cats” captures the real-life love, humor and determination of the majestic kings of the Savanna.

Narrated by Oscar®-nominated actor Samuel L. Jackson, the story features Mara, an endearing lion cub who strives to grow up with her mother’s strength, spirit and wisdom; Sita, a fearless cheetah and single mother of five mischievous newborns; and Fang, a proud leader of the pride who must defend his family from a rival lion and his sons. An awe-inspiring adventure blending family bonds with the power and cunning of the wild, “African Cats” leaps into theatres on Earth Day, April 22, 2011.

Hold it. Stop right there. Parents, do not take your children to this movie.

Why not?

Isn’t it obvious? The film is narrated by Samuel L. Jackson. Can you imagine the dialog? Can you?

Here we are in Africa, the MFin Mother Land. F***, Africa! MFer!! Look, there’s a MFin lion. Oh yeah, he wants to get some. Look at that MFer go after that MFin lioness. She’s gonna get her MFin lion p***y all f***ked up! Give it the f*** up b***h! And over there, look, it’s a cheetah. Watch that MFin cheetah go after that MFin zebra. Bang that MFer, cheetah, bang it!! Cheetah gonna get all medieval on his stripey a**!! That’s how it is in Africa, people. Keepin it real. F*** yeah! We’re gonna show you some MFin s**t that you won’t f***ing believe, MFers!!

Your kids would be pop-eyed for a week.


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While Peiper takes a much needed few days off, I’m trying to cover the happenings in the whole British Isles. This is mostly new territory for me, so I’ll try not to be a total muggins. I was a little confused at first when I saw the teaser for the story (thanks for the heads up Christopher) and thought it was just a follow-up piece to the Riots Renamed Uprising we carried the other day. I was wrong. That was in Brixton. This one was in Bristol. Bristol is a city on the north coast of south west England alongside the Bristol Estuary, that pointed body of water between the English area that I always think of as Cornwall, and Wales on the other side. The estuary is actually the mouth of the Severn River, and at the east end of the estuary, 50 or so miles further on, where it actually becomes the real river is the city of Gloucester. At least one branch of my family came from this general area a long time ago, while another branch lived a bit to the south of Bristol and made their getaway from the southern port of Weymouth, where the second story (under the fold) in this post took place.

Both stories show that the minions of government over there are getting out of control. The first story shows that a fair number of the people there are out of control as well. The never ending mess in the UK that just goes from bad to worse to worser is a nasty bellwether for the USA, as every day here brings us closer to the Socialist/Anarchist disaster of a national suicide that they brought down on their own heads by deliberate action. God Save The Queen, but throw us a life ring too before we’re also swept over the falls.

Riot In Bristol: 8 Police Injured


“Eight police officers and several protesters have been injured after a riot erupted in Bristol, sparked by a raid on a squat occupied by opponents of a newly opened Tesco Express store”

An uneasy calm returned to the scene of riots in Bristol yesterday with residents and local traders fearful of more violence over the bank holiday weekend. As local people in the Stokes Croft area took it upon themselves to clear up the damage after a night of violence, there was anger at the heavy-handed tactics used by police, some of whom had been armed with guns.

A dozen police officers remained at the scene and, in a bizarre twist following the scenes from the night before, squatters were having a party on the roof of the council-owned building that had been raided just 12 hours before.

While few of the hundreds of people who walked past and took pictures of the smashed Tesco Express store on a sun-drenched Cheltenham Road condoned the violence, most believed it had been inevitable.

Similar scenes had been witnessed a year ago when protesters against Tesco taking over the site of a former comedy club in the bohemian, cultural quarter of the city were forcibly evicted by bailiffs with the help of police. When the store finally opened last Friday, those same protesters had camped outside the store offering free fruit, vegetables and cake to people passing by, in an attempt to persuade people to boycott the store.


The raided “squat”. I’d donate matches and petrol to be rid of this if it was in my neighborhood.

Some were living in the squat, known as ‘Telepathic Heights’, and as police in about a dozen riot vans turned up on Thursday night to raid the building – on a warm, Easter weekend evening, with people drinking in the many bars and cafes along the street, the latent frustration boiled over.

Gus Hoyt, the Green Party candidate for Ashley ward which includes the site of the Tesco store, said he had been terrified as the violence escalated, adding that the scenes reminded people of the riots in nearby St Pauls in the 1980s.

“I’m exhausted and disillusioned about what went on. There’s generally a positive attitude today, but people are scared about what will happen this weekend. People who remember the 1980s can’t believe this is happening again and lessons have not been learned.

“I had been cycling home and saw one of the policemen carrying a pistol. I asked him if it was a gun and he looked at me, shaking his head, and said ‘Of course it is, where have you been, mate?’

“The impression is that this was inevitable. More than 90% of people in the area who were asked whether they wanted the new Tesco said no, and they were completely ignored. I don’t condone violence in any way, but it was obvious this was going to turn ugly.”

Avon and Somerset police said their actions had been “fully justified” as they arrested four offenders who represented “a very real threat to the local community”. But Jonathan Taphouse, a photographer who lives nearby, added police seemed to be struggling to keep control of the situation.

Obviously they didn’t, and a melee ensued. Pictures here. But this may not be a case of uppity police and brainless government jobsworths doing their duty is a senseless and ham-fisted manner. According to some, the area is a festering mess of layabouts, drunks, and punks itching for a fight. The two sides to the situation:

on the left hand -

Rioters in Bristol have caused severe damage to a Tesco convenience store, following a botched operation, in which police now claim they were acting to prevent a petrol bombing of the store.
The massive police operation started around 9pm in the Bristol Stokes Croft area. Officers in riot gear and full length shields - many of them from out of town - backed up by horses, vans and the police helicopter, forced their way into the squat and evicted the occupants. The operation was very heavy-handed and no explanations were offered for the action. And despite this, it was still relatively quiet in the area by around 10pm.
What triggered the riot, however, was police with riot shields blocking off a major local junction, preventing residents getting to their own homes. A large crowd gathered, with the police facing off local people. After more than an hour of this provocative and aggressive action, elements of the crowd finally reacted and started throwing stones and bottles. A witness stated that it was almost as though the police, many of them from Wales, were looking for trouble.
It is very easy to come on, po-faced and say there is no excuse for violence. But, in fact, when the plod have lost it, and are quite obviously lying through their teeth – and we know this is the case in too many situations - then violence is an eminently reasonable response.

This is what the politicians and the plods are going to have to learn. They have been taking the mick for so long that people just don’t give a damn any more. Where you would have once seen concern and anger about disorder, you will now seen amusement at the discomfort of the authorities, and only marginally concealed sympathy for the rioters.

and on the right -

However, the Stokes Croft is an area infested with a high proportion of pseudo-Marxist “eco hippies” and anarcho-hippies, not the sort of people we would not naturally support. But the authorities seem to have inflamed the situation - intentionally or otherwise, it is difficult to ascertain - giving planning permission to a Tesco shop bang in the centre of the area. A vocal element of the community have quite clearly expressed their opposition, although the real locals, as opposed to the eco-Nazis, are probably quite in favour.

On top of the eco-warriors, backing onto the area is St Pauls, known for its social deprivation and high unemployment, where “social mobility” is a skate board. It is well endowed with nihilist scrotes who are always ready and willing to trash the occasional plod-mobile, alongside pampered, middle-class students, who seem happy to join in the fun.

But there seems to have been some anticipation here, and a quite deliberate confrontational approach. The plods have been largely caught out, not helped out by their lack of intelligence.
As for the eco-mob faction, many of their members have been afloat on a raft of public money. Furthermore, up to press, the council turned a blind eye to what has become “squat central”, a lawless ghetto for anarchists and benefits farmers, especially after the area has been blighted by development falures. Now the money is beginning to run out, the eco-mob is getting arsey. One weeps for the poor dears, as they take it out on over-paid public “servants”.
Either way, though, this has only started.

The post linked above has more to say, along with plenty of pictures and videos.

Why didn’t the residents want a Tesco’s? (Tesco is a big chain supermarket) Perhaps because they already had two Best Markets, which the new Tesco’s will probably put out of business? It’s hard to accept that the hippies and anarchists would riot to Support Your Local Business, and even harder to believe that the local people in general would prefer two such dinky little dump stores to one big fresh shiny Tesco’s. But who can say?

And the “debate” is only just starting. Is it news, or is it spin?

Police say that actions taken during their robust operation in Bristol city centre overnight were fully justified. Protestors took to the streets after police carried out an operation to arrest four offenders who represented “a very real threat to the local community” from a property in Cheltenham Road, Stokes Croft. Officers also seized a number of items following the arrest – including petrol bombs – which are currently being forensically examined. Acting on intelligence provided during the day, officers rolled out well-rehearsed plans at 9.15pm last night, closing Cheltenham Road before forcing entry into the building.

Three people were arrested on suspicion of public order offences and another person on suspicion of threats to cause criminal damage with intent to endanger life. Following the operation, which was completed swiftly and effectively, groups of protestors began to gather in Cheltenham Road and surrounding streets in the Stokes Croft area and refused to disperse when asked by police officers. As minor fires were started and bottles, bricks and other objects were hurled at police, additional officers were bought in to assist their colleagues.

More than anything, it seems Stokes Croft residents wanted the police out of their neighbourhood, perhaps the most organic recent display of the anger and mistrust that many communities feel towards officers of the law.

This anger has come to a head in recent months after repeated high-profile reports of police violence against anti-cuts protesters. Some marginalised groups across the country, who have always suspected that the police are not on their side, are now prepared to fight them, given the least opportunity.

[ There are already 31 Tesco’s in Bristol. The new store makes it 32 ] Thousands have been campaigning for more than a year to stop Tesco opening in Stokes Croft, Bristol. The reasons for not wanting a Tesco in our community range from the impact on local shops and farmers through to deep concerns that the dominance of the supermarket model creates a risk of us not being able to feed ourselves in a future when oil prices soar. More than 2,500 petition cards were sent to Bristol City Council objecting to Tesco and 96% of the 700 people surveyed said they didn’t want another supermarket.

We have painstakingly played it by the rules, ... But at a packed planning committee meeting it became astonishingly clear that the council were too fearful of the financial implications to refuse Tesco permission to go ahead. Our community is well known for having people who, if they are silenced, will act in a way that will ensure they will be heard.

The rioting in Stokes Croft last night is the result of a community being entirely ignored – there are people who are more than willing to break the law to remain true to what they believe.

The store, however, is a red-herring. Police claims are fabrications. Multiple witnesses, whose stories cross-check and make much more sense, attest to this. All claim that there had been an attempt by bailiffs earlier on the Thursday afternoon to evict the squatters from the building – with no warning, despite they having been there eight years.
The real problem, though, is that – like the politicians – the police are in the land of the fairies. Avon and Somerset Police continue to maintain that its officers’ actions had been “fully justified”, and are sticking to their story that the discovery of petrol bombs necessitated the arrest of four “offenders”, who represented “a very real threat”.

Thus, we are not even in the territory of “lessons learned”. Having provoked a full-blown riot, the police are not even aware that they have done anything wrong. So we get plod-in-chief Chief Constable Colin Port visiting the site to condemn “the attack on Tesco and other businesses”, when only the Tesco store was damaged. He then says: “It’s outrageous, completely out of order and will not be tolerated by the people of Bristol or the police”.

How do you tell the freedom fighters from the terrorists? Especially when you know the media is corrupt, often on both sides? If government is literally going hand in hand, or fist in glove, with big business, and ignoring the wishes of the people, whether they are actual taxpayers or not, is it their duty to cross the line that has already been crossed against them? Or should the laws be enforced regardless, and this neighborhood is just taking a lesson from the muzzies and other “disaffected youth” around EUrope who have built themselves “no go” zones the police will not dare penetrate? Isn’t that then anarchy? And is that a preferred state of being when government becomes violently excessive?

On the third hand, I’m inclined to side with the police, but I think they may have made a mess of things. Best to have just brought in the wrecking ball and started swinging. Or to hired ninjas and sent them in at night.

Meanwhile in Weymouth, a story to upset any true Englishman, or any pet owner ...

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