Mothers get chastised for sending their flu-riddled children to school and infecting classmates. Air passengers are being made to jump through hoops to prove they aren't terrorists. Just the word anthrax sends shivers through the media. So why is it that the dick head who locked himself inside not one, but two airplanes, and filled the recycled air supply with virulent TB, is not being prosecuted, or at least publicly hung drawn and quartered?

The Government spokesperson said the diseased traveler had exercised his public responsibility and decided to travel despite his condition and advices. Uh, what is that about? The guy may have had extenuating circumstances, but in the scheme of things, he is an irresponsible idiot at best and a mortal threat to his fellow countrymen at worst.

They say he never broke any laws. Perlease, you are telling me that you can be prosecuted for crossing a street in the wrong spot, and if you give someone HIV deliberately you are a criminal, but it isn't illegal to "accidentally" infect your fellows with TB?

With all the resources now being applied to this incident, the authorities could have saved a fortune and face by chartering a private jet for the guy and flown him around on his honeymoon plan trips in his own filtrated tent. Best of luck with the removal of infected lung, pal. Pray that the doctor doesn't believe in euthanasia.

Mad world.


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To be honest, I don't really like to drive. I have certainly never had a Cadillac. In fact I have to admit that I have never owned a fancy car of any sort, and I have to go as far as to say that I have never spent over $1500 on a car in my life. So why am I blogging about this 3.6 litre Cadillac CTS beast with a price tag to make a rich man wince?

The background track in the latest Cadillac CTS advert makes me want to fill this blog with revenue-generating ads and links so I can go buy me a Caddy. Not to drive it, of course - it's too heavy on gas for that. No, I need one so I can sit at the wheel and crank up the Bose sound system and play air guitar and drums to the music playing in the advert!

And for those that don't know what it is,

The song is called "Start" by The Jam from the CD "Sound Affects".

Thanks to a dude called Athwar for that revelation. He inhabits a car ad watch website called Jalopnik.


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There is an "online discussion" going on at the home of graphic genius, Plooptionary. (OK it is one of them meme things) on winning an argument. It caught my interest, but only because it was attracting the attention of a few of the wittier souls in blogging, you understand, not because it is a link love jail bait deal to shoot you up Technorati post haste artificially against all odds just to get you traffic you don't deserve and can't keep because your content is crap.

How to win an argument sounds quite easy to me. All you do is adopt the latest tactics which are to look someone straight in the eye and repeat a lie until it somehow mutates into the truth.

If this blatant trickery fails to work, adopt stage 2, which is to don a snidey smile and nod in agreement at your own lies and disagree wholeheartedly with your adversary's every solid argument.

If that fails to win the argument, just get your gun out and shoot the fucker.

It has worked for ages with the arguments over Iraq.


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Did you hear about the Jersey Guys radio hosts who recently had a run-in with the law? Or to be more accurate, they brushed heavy hitting handbags with a lawman called DJ. Mr D Jones used his position to publicise the minor shock jocks' personal details at a press conference.

The rucous

It was quite amusing at first, hearing how the police representative had responded to a leaked story about proposed police impropriety. Instead of responding graciously and diplomatically, as per his job, the police spokesman, DJ (aka Davy Jones, not the Monkee!) went on the attack and scared the living crap out the radio station. He didn't hang back, giving out the real DJs' home address, license plates and who knows what else, to the press.

The Jersey Guys' response

On reflection, like 20 minutes later, the voracious Jersey Guys took a big gulp. They started by reiterating their proof of a closed police forum discussion about a rigged speed ticketing campaign planned for May in New Jersey. Once that was out the way, they announced that they wouldn't return to the air until their personal safety and their family's welfare was assured. Cue a string of old rock tunes and a reminder of what radio was all about - music.

The true shock from the jocks

Anyways, the stunt by the police man was a bit shocking, to put it mildly, and inexcusable if you have half an ounce of fair play in your veins. But even more shocking to us was when we tuned in the following day to hear none other than ... the Jersey Guys!!! It was nothing to do with assurances of safety made in haste in the night, nothing quite so cut and dry.

In my estimation they were back so soon to effect a quick backlash of their own and ride the publicity stunt some more. It was Friday, after all, and the weekend would swamp the story and everyone would forgot the shennanigans by Monday morning. Just my opinion.

So what were the police guys thinking?

Whenever there is trouble, who is the first person you call? The police. But they aren't always so popular, especially when there is irrefutable living proof (from a private keyword-protected police-only forum) that a few too many yahoos in uniform are patrolling the roads, and they don't have the public's interests at heart.

It appears that certain voracious cops saw nothing wrong with online chat in support of an idea to pump up the revenues for May via a campaign against motorists. The plan was to clobber anyone driving barely a needle's width over the limit. How reassuring, not. Have you seen the needle dance as you drive over the potholes? The irony of being ticketed for accelerating out of a pothole left unrepaired by the state!

What are the public now thinking?

After hearing such behavior from a minority of troopers, there was some knee jerk public uproar. To be honest, the mind does wander. Maybe a dose of their own medicine is in order? Let the plebs in cars ticket the troopers who zoom to within 2 foot of a car bumper in the outside lane, horn beeping, expressing their undisguised aggression. We have all seen the effect too on nervy drivers, and seen the way police can "push" the "offender" out the way before zooming off again.

The galling thing is, that time and again, this stunt is for no apparent reason, other than the race is on to get to base before the coffee and donuts get cold?

On balance, what has this incident shown?

Back on earth, you have to wonder if the Jersey Guys' reaction was correct. They came across as affronted but astute media whores. The police representative showed himself as incompetent and inappropriate under pressure. The story reinforced some stereotypes that the police could have done without at a time when they are under the spotlight. Nobody had a good result out of this episode

So, I guess now, everyone knows a little better what comes with the territory when you think bad thoughts and worse, get caught expressing them. And there is no doubting the risk when you cross swords with angered officials with guns or threaten DJs with a microphone and a large audience. Can we assume that this wake up call will calm it down from the Jersey Guys? Will it f___! The outings of public misbehavior will continue.

Conconclusion

I wonder what the next exciting episode will bring? A backlash against the Jersey Guys for reporting on the owners of the Jihad Pizzeria, the one where the delivery boy was planning to blow up soldiers? Let's hope not.

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Rugby Union is that version of American football without armor, helmets and breaks every 15 seconds. Here is a quick look at some highlights of a thug's game played by gentlemen who still shake hands at the end of a match.
Believe it or not, but England, the pretty boys in white, are the World Champions right now, ahead of gnarly nutters like Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, and Argentina! But oh how the mighty are fallen.

Most of the World Cup winners retired straight after the hardest game of their life and the left-over players have done very little in the way of winning, since. To top it all off, now one of their best players has a bad bottom. Poor boy.

Catt, who captained England in their last two Six Nations matches, has a buttock problem

If any American Football scouts are looking for the fastest thing on 2 feet, look no further than Jason Robinson. He is fast, almost impossible to touch, let alone put down and has brains. He changed football codes at the peak of one career and within 2 years of starting Rugby Union, I believe, he was playing internationals and then won the World Cup. Now Robinson is England captain and jolly pleased about it too.

Rule Britannia, and all scouting commission checks should be sent to Ed at...

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