the age of stupid

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Unless we act now to reduce emissions, we face the prospect of catastrophic runaway climate change over the next few decades.

If you get the chance, please go see this film.

http://www.ageofstupid.net/

Uzbekistan - UK govt and torture...

From Craig Murray, the former british ambassador to Uzbekistan,

On Tuesday 10 March the Parliamentary Joint Committee on Human Rights will discuss whether or not to hear my evidence on the UK government’s policy of using intelligence from torture. They discussed whether to hear my evidence on 3 March but failed to reach a conclusion.

The government is lobbying hard for my exclusion. I need everybody to send an email to jchr@parliament.uk to urge that I should be allowed to give evidence. Just a one-liner would be fine. If you are able to add some comment on the import of my evidence, or indicate that you have heard me speak or read my work, that may help. Please copy your email to craigjmurray@tiscali.co.uk.

Please also pass on this plea to anyone you can and urge them to act. Help from other bloggers in posting this appeal would be much appreciated.

The evidence I am trying to give the parliamentary committee is this:

I wish to offer myself as a witness before the Joint Commission on Human Rights on the subject of the UK government’s policy on intelligence cooperation with torture abroad…

Murray lost his job for speaking out against human rights abuses. Go on... send that mail.

My life through the medium of Google Earth

That last post about my first job gave me an idea about a series of blog posts. Straightforward enough. Utterly banal and uninteresting I suppose, but I'm not sure if anyone reads this anyway, so it really doesn't matter.

Edit: 1st June 2009

On second thoughts, let's not.

jobs wot i have had....1

My first job was a paper round.

I had the worst round in the shop. Over the hills and far away. I had to ride about 10 miles to deliver maybe 20 papers, and since we got paid by the paper, I got about a quid a week. I lasted about a month. A dark dank and dreary December...

It's all a bit dim now,(I think I was 14 years old) but I'll try to remember and post the route.



I suppose in these days of miracle and wonder, delivering papers is something of a dying trade. Good, I say. As a character in Kurt Vonnegut's novel, Slaughterhouse 5, said as he abandoned his round, "It's such a royal screwing."

Some pictures.

Hope you like them. To see them full size, just click on them.