I guess money trumps lives every time it seems.  Well I guess those tory cabinet millionares could do with a couple more bottles of Champagne, who cares if people have to die so that another jar of paté de foie gras is on the table.  They're only foreigners anyway, (the dead people that is).  Of course they'll all want directorships after the next election, (the MP's that is).

To be fair, it doesn't really matter who you voted for, I'm sure Blair gets his cut too.  Peace envoy?  What a joke.  Whatever happened to humanitarian socialism? 

Just a thought, do British companies, such as BAE Systems, still sell torture equipment abroad?  More here.

I'm ashamed.

I stole borrowed that from sillysparrowness.  I hope she doesn't mind.

What?  Of course it's too late you say.  But, the invitation is still open to time travellers.

Back in the '70s the music had a large and expensive campaign against home taping because it was killing music.  Needless to say it didn't.  Now they're doing it again and the new enemy is the internet.

See him at his best at The Dean Martin Celebrity Roast of Frank Sinatra.

A user guide by Charlie Mingus.  I really hope this is genuine.

The art-of-electronics-1961

It never happened.  I'm a little dissappointed.  Not a mobile 'phone in sight though. Since Motorola got that so badly wrong I feel a little better about it.

Anyway, there I was in a pub when a friend walks in with a net of sweeds.  He insists on giving them away, I take two.