I think we’d say “under the water” rather than underwater……
Iran calls London terror attacks ‘a wake-up call’ urging West to pursue extremism’s root causes
The Independent – 15 minutes ago
Iran has said the London attacks were a “wake-up call” and urged Western states to go after ideological and financial sources of terrorism, state media reported,
Sure, that’s always been easy. It’s getting them back down again, alive, that is the difficult part.
Rains have no doubt brought relief to Bengaluru. However there was a flip-side to it at the Varthur lake. The lake has begun foaming once again. Toxic foam was spilling over to the Whitefield Main Road and commuters had a tough time negotiating traffic on Saturday and Sunday. To make matters worse was the unbearable stench emanating from the lake. The residents say that that the situation is so bad that the froth had reached a mall and a hospital.
This is a man made lake, built by Ganga kings over thousands of years ago for agriculture and domestic uses but now the lake is receiving 40% of the sewage water from Bangalore for over 50 years
Quadrant magazine today “unreservedly apologised” to ABC managing director Michelle Guthrie for an online article that suggested it would have been better off if the Manchester terrorist had bombed the public broadcaster’s Sydney headquarters.
The offending piece:
This was a moment when Jones really should have interrupted, asked Krauss if he lies about everything, not just when reality and circumstance intrude on favoured pieties.
But of course Jones was silent. It’s a monstrously absurd and obscene self-evident untruth to claim that refrigerators are more dangerous than terrorists, but it fits with the approved narrative, so not a peep from the man who is paid by the national broadcaster to promote fair, free, frank and factual debate on matters of national importance.
This morning, mere hours after Jones’ guests pocketed their ABC taxi vouchers and repaired to hotel rooms paid for with taxpayer dollars processed through the Sydney Writers Festival, mere children were torn to pieces on the other side of the world.
Life isn’t fair and death less so. What if that blast had detonated in an Ultimo TV studio? Unlike those young girls in Manchester, their lives snuffed out before they could begin, none of the panel’s likely casualties would have represented the slightest reduction in humanity’s intelligence, decency, empathy or honesty.
Mind you, as Krauss felt his body being penetrated by the Prophet’s shrapnel of nuts, bolts and nails, those goitered eyes might in their last glimmering have caught a glimpse of vindication.
A blast of Manchester dimensions must surely knock over the studio’s lunchroom refrigerator. Allah only knows how many innocent lives that shocking incident might claim.
Intemperate perhaps but understandable in the circumstances? The luvvies having a chat among themselves smugly does bring to mind Mencken:
Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin to slit throats.
But King Willem-Alexander of the Netherlands prefers a less leisurely activity. He works as a “guest pilot” for a commercial airline.
Cook responded with a bizarre claim, telling @maorimermaid: ‘Lol. Get a clue before you jump on the bandwagon. Maori are NOT indigenous you ignorant tw**.’
Maoris, who are of Polynesian descent, have lived in New Zealand since the 13th century, more than 500 years before British settlement.
I think I’m right in saying that until the Maori turned up there were no humans living there. But does turning up after Canterbury Cathedral (our one) was already a century old make you indigenous?
Alisa Titko, a writer for Komsomolskaya Pravda, ….
Having recently visited Manchester, she wrote: “It is true that there are many fat people in Manchester.
“Local young women don’t mind when fat hangs down from their stomach and body – and does not fit into their jeans.
“Whatever, when they go to a nightclub they put on tight fit leggings and mini-dresses.”
Observing the flesh in a Russian nightclub is indeed a rather different experience.
She does then rather go off the rails:
“There is even a plate there saying ‘Gay Village’.
“It is the most popular place for such couples, there are cafés and clubs there with small rainbow flags.
“Of course, a young man with a girl can also go into the gay club but they should know that if somebody approaches them, it maybe not just for a chat but for something more deep.
“Of course, it is hardly possible that men turn gay because girls are too fat and non-sexual. But it can influence it too.”
Young Owen’s from up around there isn’t he? Sexy enough to turn anyone’s head.
But one more serious point. Couldn’t the Telegraph have found someone to actually translate the piece? Instead of using what is obviously Google Translate? My very first newspaper/magazine work was taking these sorts of half translations and turning them into something more like English. It just leaps out when someone’s translating from any of the Slavic languages on a word by word, rather than meaning, basis.
Many people are going to attack the logic of the statement itself, and there’s much to attack it on. Negotiations require, to some degree, an acceptance of the legitimacy of the viewpoints on the other side. Given that the civil war was fought to maintain chattel slavery as the dominant mode of economic production in the south, it is puzzling that Trump conceives of a negotiation that legitimizes the concept of owning other human beings.
And everywhere else that had chattel slavery – which was most places across time and geography – managed to get rid of it without a civil war.
So Trump’s question isn’t in fact that stupid, is it?
Negotiations are possible. The Empire got rid of it in 1833, compensation being deployed. Brazil took until the 1880s, still no civil war. Mauretania, legally at least, had it until 1984, no civil war.
It is actually an interesting question therefore, why did the US have the civil war? Even if we accept that it was just about chattel slavery, which it wasn’t, why was the American case so different?
What this actually is is an example of that American exceptionalism the left so often decries. Because the US had a civil war over slavery therefore the only way to deal with slavery is a civil war. Entirely missing the manner in which the rest of the world didn’t.
A 34-year-old Indian-origin man is being hailed for his courage and rewarded by the police in the US after he saved the life of his woman co-worker from an oncoming train but was robbed of his bag when he jumped on the tracks to help her.
Alternatively, this is ‘Murica. Where there’s a reasonable chance that someone’s going to track down that little scrote and give him what he deserves.
Yes, I knew about the teacher bit, but not that it was while still at school:
One of Emmanuel’s friends – at whose grandmother’s home near Chantilly, he was supposedly studying for his baccalaureate exams – rang to organise the coming weekend. His mother, Francoise Noguès-Macron, realised then that “Manu”, who called her every day to tell her about his day, was not actually in Chantilly. At the end of the week, his father went to the station to collect his son on his supposed return from a week’s revision with friends. There were raised voices when they returned home.
“What mattered to me was not the fact he was having a relationship with Brigitte but that he was alive and that there weren’t any problems,” says Francoise.
Nope, that’s being in authority etc, hands off territory.
Amazingly, I’ve not seen anyone noting this….
Macron vows to renegotiate Calais treaty with Britain
That’s nice of him.
Do we get it back then?
Readers’ travel tips 10 of the best things to do in Belgium
There can’t be 9 others, can there?
I wanted the other M, Melenchon. For this way it’ll be a breeze for Macron. 80% majority sorta stuff.
Bloody Frogs, never do the right thing, do they?
I will so scream with laughter if it ends up being Melenchon v Le Pen.
Four days before the first round of the French presidential election, Europe is terrified by the prospect of a runoff between Marine Le Pen and Jean-Luc Mélenchon. Whoever wins, we are told, the wheat will grow thin, nuclear winter will fall over the continent, and frogs will rain down from the sky.
It’s the Frogs who are voting…..
“He could not tell his readers exactly what Mr. Macron said, however, because, as he boasted in the article, he does not really speak French, although he studied it in school. But why should he make an effort, seemed to be the idea, when it is so easy to ridicule the French for being French, and when to be English is to feel superior to your neighbors?…
“Mr. Kidd’s hauteur isn’t surprising, given that Mr. Murdoch’s papers and the rest of the country’s right-leaning news media have spent decades nurturing an ancient anti-Europe narrative long reflected in the Conservative Party’s Euroskeptic wing. If London, or at least much of London, has welcomed or tolerated all the changes, many people around Britain, particularly from older generations, have lamented that they no longer recognize the country of their childhoods.”
Patrick Kidd is no the political columnist, he’s the sketch writer:
My masters at school, I will be honest, had not properly prepared me for the task of following an hour-long speech in rapid French. Mr Macron did not ask for directions to la gare once, for example.
Nor did he invite anyone in the audience to come to une boum chez lui ce week-end. He didn’t even say “zut” or “bof”. One wondered if he was French at all.
Ten years ago he married his French teacher, who is 24 years his senior, which may explain some of these rudimentary gaps in his knowledge. Too much sitting at the back of class sighing at madame and writing poetry rather than learning such essentials as “le oiseau est dans l’arbre”. Still, he struggled by and with the help of a friendly interpreter so did I.
A spectacular missing of the point I think.
If a prime minister wants to truly unite a nation – one way not to do it is to cook a pizza with spaghetti topping.
This seems to be the lesson that New Zealand’s leader, Bill English, can take away after he dabbled in the kitchen and sprinkled his result on social media this week.
On Tuesday night English cooked dinner for his family – a 1980s rural Kiwi classic: tinned spaghetti and pineapple pizza. Later, he posted a series of photos of his home-spun efforts on Facebook.
Fortunately we’ve Adam Smith and David Ricardo to come to the rescue here. Division and specialisation of labour, the resultant trade from the greater production, we’re best off when everyone does what they’re least bad at.
Meaning that perhaps English should be trying to run the country because he most certainly shouldn’t be trying to cook for it.
Then again, the Southland, eh?
Some said tinned spaghetti and pineapple pizza was a nostalgic staple of a Southland childhood (English hails from the tiny farming community of Dipton at the bottom of the South Island) and they praised his budget-friendly dinner as an affordable option for “beneficiaries”.
One woman wrote: “Yup this is how we made pizzas growing up! Must be a Southland thing! Still make them like this for my kids and they love them. Sometimes we use baked beans – oops, maybe I’ve just opened another can of worms……”
Must be why they breed such fierce rugby players down there. Desperate to go touring with the All Blacks in search of a decent meal…..
A former model and airhostess, who was the moll of a mafia king of a global red sanders smuggling gang, was arrested on Tuesday night.
Red sanders being a particular type of wood…..
Norway, the happiest country in the world? I’m not so sure
Yes, yes, they are. Because despite appearances, proximity and similarity they are also absolutely sure that they are not Swedish.