It’s snowing!

Birmingham was covered in a blanket of snow when I woke up this morning and it looks stunning. I took a couple of snaps on my phone:


my street early this morning


Little pond at the business park

Anyway im looking forward to this lunch time, those of us at work are having a big snowball fight, we dont see much snow anymore so you have to make the most of it!

The cat and the moon

Went for a bite to eat with Amanda after work, town was a bit screwed due to a bomb scare, so we ended up in Weatherspoons. Chatted about a bunch of stuff and she mentioned a poem by Yeats that I hadn’t read called the Cat and the Moon. Here it is:

The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion
, A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.

By W. B Yeats

John Reid: Raising stupidity to an art form …

I was alarmed to read that after three men were jailed for this plot to assault two young sisters, the home office announced it’s plan to get paedophiles to register their web names. Just how out of touch with reality is the home office under John Reid? Not only this totally impractical its smacks of yet another misguided knee-jerk reaction designed more to garner headlines than do anything to protect anyone.

According to a home office spokesman this idea would mean that sex offenders would have to register their online identity with the police, the notion that “online identities would be treated in exactly the same was their real name” is ridiculous given that it takes about five seconds to register a new email address, and even ip addresses can be faked – i cant see how this could be enforced and it seems to me to be a monumental waste of money.

After reading Bruce Schneier’s piece on the Psychology of Security I can’t help but feel this is a move to make people feel more secure when the reality is that they are far from it.

The wider issue of everyone having a single Internet Identity that uniquely identifies them (like a National Insurance number), is interesting. I need to give it a bit more thought before I comment on it.

Movie: Blood Diamond

Left the office at 5:20 ish but realised pretty quickly that we weren’t going to get to the station on time due to the excess traffic caused by a show going on at the NEC. So Amanda and I decided to walk to the station, and we made it in just under half an hour. When Amanda realised she wasn’t going to be make it on time for her Kung fu class she suggested watching a movie – Blood Diamond. I normally hate anything with Leonardo Di Caprio in it – I’m the guy who cheered in a packed cinema when he drowned at the end of Titanic :p


Image source Wikipedia

The film is set against the backdrop of the civil war in Sierra Leone in the late 1990s, it follows former mercenary Danny Archer’s efforts to recover a rare pink diamond. The only man who knows the whereabouts of the priceless jewel is fisherman Solomon Vandy, and Archer is forced to help him find his family before he will lead him to the spoils of war

Vandy is played by Djimon Hounsou who gives an excellent performance. Infuriatingly I have to admit Di Caprio was also exceptional in the movie. It’s a very grim tale, and the film is quite grisly in parts as you might expect given the story is set against the back drop of the brutal civil war in Sierra Leone.

Its a great movie, the cinematography is exceptional, the locations in Africa were beautifully filmed. The scenes in South Africa brought back some wonderful and even painful memories for me, there’s a part of me that will always believe there’s a big part of me still there, I loved all the time I spent in Cape Town … sometimes I wish … never mind … if wishes were horses beggars would ride!

Anyway go watch the movie, its excellent – great pick Amanda!.

Prosecution based on thought crimes

Found this by Amy Waldman on Bruce Schneier’s latest blog posting. The article center’s around how the Unites States is now prosecuting suspected Islamic terrorists on the basis of intentions and not just their actions. It makes for a fascinating read, because it reveals how the prosecution builds its cases on different interpretations of Islam, Islamic scripture and Islamic belief – in effect, as Bruce rightly points out, they are placing the religion on trial. What’s worse, prosecuting people based on a belief or an interpretation of a belief, or because they have expressed a belief then they are a threat ( a throught-crime ) sets a dangerous precedent – one that the current administration has sidestepped:

The Bush administration did not seek legislation to authorize its new pre-emptive approach, instead relying on existing, if previously little used, laws. Key among these were two statutes—passed in 1994 and 1996 respectively—barring “material support” of terrorism, which can mean anything from personnel to funds. The laws, which were expanded under post-9/11 legislation, allow the government to bring terrorism- related charges even when no terrorism has occurred.

The article does raise some excellent points around the whole issue of the rhetoric found in Islamic Extremism:

The rhetoric of Islamic extremism may present the toughest challenge for that standard since its establishment. The question lapping at the trials’ edges—and sometimes at their core—is how the law should deal with language that does not incite but, through a long slow process, indoctrinates. On the continuum between word and deed, belief and action, where do we draw the legal lines?

I’ll concede that this is an incredibly divisive topic and I can understand why its so difficult for the judiciary to deal with this. Equally though it alarms me that a Muslim who, perhaps professes sympathy to the plight of the Palestinians in Gaza, might under this interpretation of the law find him/herself branded a terrorist.

The interpretation of Islamic texts is fraught with difficulties and extremists have been very good at using this to their advantage but that isn’t something that is at all unique to Islam. At the moment though it’s only Islam that seems to be linked so inextricably with terrorism. As Amy points out:

The question of how to interpret a text may be as old as writing, and it applies equally to determining where the power of religious speech inheres. In authorial intent? A reader’s interpretation? Historical or modern context? Over the centuries, and even today, the Bible and Christian theology have helped justify the Crusades, slavery, violence against gays, and the murder of doctors who perform abortions. The words themselves are latent, inert, harmless—until they aren’t.

What worries me the most though are the comments made one of the Jurors at a trial that Amy describes in her article:

We’re not being asked, “Did the defendant commit the crime?”—whether it’s larceny, murder, whatever. Now you’re being asked, “Is the defendant capable of doing a crime?” And I don’t think that that is in the … level of understanding of the juror.

He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

by William Butler Yeats

Rush hour blues …

Had a great day today. Alan visited our offices and Talis and met many of my colleagues, he gave a couple of talks to the group during the course of the day which were both very well received. His energy never seizes to amaze me, in fact it can be quite infectious. His talks brought back a lot of great memories of the time we all worked together at aQtive.

After work today Amanda and I met up with some of her friends and went to watch Rush Hour Blues at the Symphony Hall in town. We caught the tail end of the show but it was very good. There’s another one next week which starts at 18:15pm which were really looking forward to watching. After the show we all ended up at Weatherspoons again and spent ages sitting around a table putting the world to rights, it was a really pleasant evening!

life is good again …

Back to normal … spent the evening strumming my guitar and playing my flute had an early night woke up feeling like my normal self … Sun was out this morning, was listening to Sam Cooke’s Its a wonderful world on the bus, and as I walked into the office Green Day’s American Idiot was blaring through my iPod headphones! Apparantly my taste in music is … eclectic!