May 30, 2005
A team from West Middlesex University Hospital said violent crime is on the increase - and kitchen knives are used in as many as half of all stabbings.They argued many assaults are committed impulsively, prompted by alcohol and drugs, and a kitchen knife often makes an all too available weapon.
The research is published in the British Medical Journal.
The researchers said there was no reason for long pointed knives to be publicly available at all.
They consulted 10 top chefs from around the UK, and found such knives have little practical value in the kitchen.
None of the chefs felt such knives were essential, since the point of a short blade was just as useful when a sharp end was needed. {...}
One of my best friends is English. And she has, in the past, spouted off about how appalling she finds the Second Amendment to be. The last time she did this, I had to laugh. She stared at me for a time and then I explained.
"You do know why we have the Second Amendment, right?" I asked.
"No," she replied, after a long thoughtful moment.
I laughed again. "It's because of the English. King George decided it was all right to quarter his soldiers in colonials' houses and, while they were there, they stripped the owners of said houses of all their armaments. Armaments they needed to survive the wilderness. That's mainly why. The other reason is that the Founding Fathers decided we should always have the means to overthrow our own government if the need should arise."
She stared at me for quite some time. Like I'd grown a third head. Her eventual reply, which skipped over my final reason entirely, was, "Well, too bad we didn't take all the bloody things away."
I should probably mention that what brought this whole subject up was that while I was visiting her place in London, we were watching the news and they were reporting that a couple had been stabbed to death in their own home.
I wonder what she thinks about the possibility of her very nice set of Wustof-Tridents being banned. In her own country. Because they're too dangerous.
{Hat Tip: Andy}
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May 18, 2005
After reading this, I'm pretty damn glad I didn't contribute to Chris Martin's ever expanding ego.
NEW YORK (Reuters) - British rock band Coldplay played Manhattan on Tuesday to promote their highly anticipated new album and said they are uncomfortable that they sell so many albums they can move a major corporation's stock price.EMI Group Plc, the world's third-largest music company and owner of Coldplay's label Capitol, warned in February that profits would be lower because the band took longer than expected to finish their first studio album in three years.
This I can understand. The fate of a record company resting on your shoulders would not be an easy thing to deal with...or so we'd think, if we were assuming that Coldplay was actually, you know, a humble entity.
This does not appear to be the case.
{...}But lead singer and charismatic frontman Chris Martin said in an interview, "I don't really care about EMI. I'm not really concerned about that.""I think shareholders are the great evil of this modern world," Martin told Reuters before a concert at Manhattan's Beacon Theatre.
But however uncomfortable Martin is with what he called "the slavery that we are all under to shareholders," the reception to Coldplay's third studio album will be closely watched by EMI shareholders.{...}
Oh, it's slavery, is it? Shareholders are the "great evil of this modern world."
{...}Still, for all the corporate involvement in the band of four friends who met in university, Martin said it was all worth it, since it gave them artistic freedom and the ability to talk about subjects dear to them such as fair trade, or paying fair prices for products such as coffee and cotton from developing nations.On Monday, the band recorded an episode of VH1's "Storyteller" show and told the audience there, "Deadlines mean nothing to us. We'll sink the whole company (EMI) if we have to," Billboard reported.
Hmmph. Someone's got a wee bit of a head on them, haven't they?
In this day and age of program trading---where missing projected numbers by a hundredth of a percentage point can cause the NYSE to go down fifty points in the blink of an eye---one would sincerely hope that the brokerage houses have factored Martin's mouth into their programs.
Furthermore, it'd be pretty nice if everyone who held EMI stock would tell Martin to bugger off, and to not bite the hand that keeps him and Gwyneth in expensive soy-based products (he's a vegetarian, don't you know) by dumping said stock. You know, sort of like these guys. Only without the violence.
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May 07, 2005
Rosie Stamp, 32, a freelance video producer, made the journey hours after arriving in New York when she phoned home and heard year-old Betsy crying in hunger."I had no choice. She just wouldn't take the bottle," explained Stamp, who had expressed breast milk before leaving on the planned five-day trip for a crucial business appointment.
She said Betsy was in the habit of drinking water from bottles, so she and her partner, therapist Nicholas Bolton, 49, assumed the baby would take the expressed milk.
But "she of course knew breast was best," said Stamp, a strong believer in breastfeeding until babies are 2. The trip was the first time she had left her baby, who is now 16 months old.
{...}The incident occurred in January, but Stamp - now pregnant with her second child - began a battle with British Airways and her travel insurers for a refund for her emergency flight.
She had paid $760 for her first round-trip ticket and had to fork over $800 for the early flight home. She then paid another $900 for her second trip to New York. She also spent almost $600 on international cell-phone calls.
"For months I've been trying to get BA to have compassion," said Stamp, who argued that Betsy's need to breastfeed was a medical emergency.{...}
Yes. That's right. It's British Airways responsibility, according to this woman, to pay for her airfare because the baby wouldn't drink pumped milk. Because she's a mother. Her child was HUNGRY and SHE was the only one who could stop her baby from starving to death! It apparently never occurred to this mother that since she was going out of town for an extended period of time, and the baby was a year old, that perhaps, just perhaps, this would have been a good time to wean the kid.
Never mind that a pediatrician probably could have told the father how to solve the problem at minimal expense.
British Airways needs to have compassion. Because this was a medical emergency.
I can only hope that BA holds firm and says GO TO HELL in a resounding voice. I can't imagine why they would cave. This isn't about discriminating against mothers who breastfeed. This is about not picking up the tab that resulted from a woman's irresponsible behavior, who then, doing nothing to help her own credibility, decided to climb up on the cross of breastfeeding martyrdom to get her ticket paid for. That's bullshit.
And no, of course, I have never breastfed a baby. I haven't had kids, hence I haven't lactated yet. Duh. But I know plenty of people who have, and believe you me it never would have occurred to them to cross a fucking ocean because their baby was being picky in their eating habits. What's the matter with that father that after ten hours, he demanded she come home instead of calling the doctor or his mother or someone who knew what they were doing?
This is ridiculous. Far be it from me to point out that this woman is making things harder for the average woman when she tries to feed her child and some puritan takes offense a a tit hanging out in---gasp!---public.
Oy.
{Hat Tip: Michele, who also has some worthwhile things to say about this.}
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May 05, 2005
*and by that I don't really mean ironic in the true sense of the word, which would be "unexpected," but am rather slagging off and mean it's "moronic" instead. Because I'm hip with the ways and means of language that way.
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May 04, 2005
I agree with Puff's sentiment that someone had way too much time on their hands.
The husband, however, when shown this marvelous bit of animation, declared it to be cool. He said there are two choices Geeks have whenever they wake up. Should they continue to have fun today?Or is today the day they decide to subject the world to their dominance?
I have no idea what this person was thinking, but I suspect it was the former.
At least I hope it was. Because if he was shooting for the latter, well, he/she/it fell way short of world domination.
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May 02, 2005
{...}One day, which was a day of great tragedy for our world and country — September 11 th , 2001 — Pat and Laura made independent decisions that they we were not going to allow terrorists to take away that which is most sacred to Americans - the right to vote, for September 11 th was an election day in Saint Paul. They each voted that day and they each traveled similar paths to an election night gathering party at Mancini's. It was a time for Americans to be together, and they needed that time. That night, Pat and Laura sat next to each other, talked, and looked into each other's eyes. They were the same.But it was not that fateful day when Pat and Laura officially came together. Some time later, while Pat was sitting at home watching another stimulating rerun of Happy Days, most likely the one where Fonz had to get glasses, Pat's phone rang. The voice sounded like Laura. Was she calling to ask Pat on a date? Not even Andy Summers could imitate someone that well. It definitely wasn't Duff, as the tone was sweet and devoid of references to violence. It was indeed an actual woman calling Pat, and it was actually Laura. For this one brief moment, Pat was surely the Fonz, although with a tattered brown sweater and oversized khakis. {...}
I'm as much of a sap as the next person. Probably more so. But, really, I'm trying to resist the urge to vomit.
I mean, c'mon girls. Aren't you just dying to make your guy feel like the Fonz?
{Shudders}
Many congratulations to the happy couple and all, but sheesh. Watch what you share, eh?
{Hat Tip: Fraters}
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{...}The fact that we have an entry today is a testament to Tiger, the new Mac OS. Friday night I went to the Mall (took Gnat, so she may have a dim memory of these wondrous times) to get OS X 10.4, promising her we’d get ice cream. Here’s a sign of how much Apple-flavored Kool-Aid I’ve consumed: as we approached the store I noted the jam-packed parking lot and thought gee, I hope they’re not all here for the new operating system – what if they’ve run out? (It was seven PM, one hour after they’d opened the doors.) Then I realized that most people were here for crude, base things like movies or meals, and relaxed. There was a cattle-chute marked off my ropes that had contained the mob until six; one employee told me people had been queued since three. Three hundred and fifty people were waiting when they opened the doors. At the Mall of America, the line stretched halfway down the length of the Mall, which is no small accomplishment. All this for widgets?Yes. Yes, indeed. That’s why we’re here: widgets. The new OS has a handy little feature called “Dashboard” – hit F12, and the screen fills with mini-apps of varying usefulness. I don’t need an analogue clock, for example. The FedEx tracking widget will come in handy someday. The Flight Tracker widget, which displays flight speed, position, arrival time, is cool beyond measure. But there’s a dictionary widget, a phone book, a weather program, and an FTP widget that makes uploading this site a thing of beauty – I just hit F12, drag the file to the widget, and voila. In the old days I opened the program, logged in, navigated to the proper folder, and dragged it over: four steps. FOUR! This is 2005: I don’t have time for four steps. Now it’s two steps. I will spend the extra time learning how to sculpt marble.{...}
Dude. We Windows users also have "widgets." It's called Google. All of those lovely tricks and treats you silly Mac users lined up for hours for on Friday are available in Google. Want to track a flight? Just enter the flight number in to Google and the information will pop up. Want to track a UPS or FedEx package? Just type the number into the Google engine and VOILA! There's your information.
That these people waited in line for hours and PAID FOR stuff they could get for free means they are officially in need of deprogramming at a de-culting center somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Neither should they be let back into society without a court order confirming said de-culting is complete.
I've mentioned before that Lileks' mall is my mall. Whenever we're down there, I cannot help but note that there's an oxygen bar right next door to the Apple Store. It's times like this when I'm absolutely, positively sure the oxygen bar's tanks are leaking.
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