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Muses, commentary and links, on various subjects,
international, political, economic, quirky, other (with sometime leanings towards Ireland),
by me, Tony, here in Dublin, Ireland. Pet Hate: Unlawful killing and
harming of humans.
Under a glorious blazing
sun, Ireland's biggest public demonstration of the year took place last
Saturday 8th June. But if radio, TV and newspapers are your source of
information you would scarcely have known that it was coming, nor that it had
taken place.
That is because it was a pro-life rally whereas Ireland's media are
wildly enthusiastic for abortion and more abortion, and don't want
people to know there are other widely held viewpoints.
The organization of the crowds was superb as was their behaviour; the
visuals and sound systems were top-class. Big screens and speakers meant
that wherever you stood you could see and hear exactly what was happening in
the massive stage that had been set up.
Packed into two sides of
Merrion Square, the turnout looked huge, though
estimates vary.
The few newspapers that made passing mention talked of
“thousands”.
The police said there were 15-20,000 though didn't say where they
got such numbers.
The official organizers put the number at over 40,000.
I did my own counting and calculating and came up with a figure of
30,000 +/- 20%, ie between 24,000 and 36,000. Here is how I did
this:
Along Merrion Square West, where I was situated, I counted:
35 heads from one side of the road to the other,
50 heads between large, distinctive lamposts,
7 lamposts along the area occupied by people.
Thus 35 x 10 x 6 = 10,500 people filled this stretch of road. The
South side of the square which was also jam-packed, is twice as long as
the West side.
Hence the total was 31,500, say 30k to be safe. This would not
include any overflow into adjacent streets.
This is all a bit academic, but it is important to demonstrate that the
estimates of the media and the police are undoubtedly far too low, because
it illustrates their prejudice on the subject.
The reason for Ireland's vigorous pro-life campaign is that its
government, a coalition of a rightish party Fine Gael and a strongly leftist
Labour party, is gung-ho to introduce abortion into Ireland for the first
time ever, supposedly only to save the life of mothers. However, Fine Gael made
a pre-election promise not to introduce abortion, but under pressure from
Labour its leadership has made a complete U-turn. By
steadfastly
ignoring not only its pro-life promise but all medical and psychiatric
evidence that shows beyond doubt that it is never necessary to directly
target the baby's life in order to save the
mother's life,
while avoiding every opportunity to debate or to explain why
it is so keen to abort and
whipping party members,
the Coalition is doggedly
pushing through its legislation.
I won't use this post to argue the pros and cons. I only want to
tell people what I can remember about the rally.
Four speakers stood out as far as I was concerned. It
was not only the content of what they said, but the clarity, passion and
brevity with which they delivered their message, which I imagine were the
result of much coaching and rehearsal.
Maria Steen, a
brilliant speaker and debater for the pro-life cause, went through the
main points of the so-called
“Protection
of Life during Pregnancy Bill”,
exposing each as a deception, such as that this will help the health of
pregnant women, or that the European Court of Justice is demanding
abortion. She had a great line as she systematically demolished
each such falsehood: “It does no such thing!”.
She saved her best for last when she pointed out that the title of bill
most certainly does not “do what it says on the tin”.
Adele Best spoke movingly of her own two abortions.
The first she willing chose; the second her boyfriend coerced her in to.
In each case she was stricken afterwards with extreme depression and
mental issues, adding up to some fifteen years of misery in all, until
she received help from
Women Hurt, an organisation for post-abortion women. Subsequently
she gave birth to a child, who has become the light of her life.
She now wants to warn other post-abortion women not to stay silent about
their suffering and not to harbour shame.
Another woman spoke of having her unborn baby
diagnosed with a serious and rare illness (whose name I forget).
Her Irish obstetrician immediately advised her “to
go to England” [for an abortion]. When she refused, she
was given extremely frosty treatment from him and from other maternity
staff for the rest of her pregnancy for having failed to follow his
admonishment. Nevertheless, the little girl survived, was born,
and thanks to some wonderful heart surgery is now a fully functioning
healthy three-year-old. Who was delighted to smile and wave at the
cameras (Minute 0:31-34 in the above video, with her daddy).
John McAreavey,
whose beautiful new wife
Michaela was murdered while on honeymoon in Mauritius in 2011, spoke
movingly of the need to protect the unborn, no doubt thinking of the
unborn children he and Michaela never would have. Michaela was the
only daughter of a highly successful and popular GAA football coach.
But
the coolest thing of all was this
“SpiderSkyCam”
drone, powered by eight rotors with an HD camera in the middle, which
buzzed and hovered overhead in the bright sky taking video and stills of the
event, some of which feature in the video above. Contracted in by the
rally organisers, it buzzed around and up and down the crowd throughout the
meeting, controlled by some unseen technician, while giving some of us a
crick in the neck.
It would be handy to deploy one of them to the Cabinet
meeting room to eavesdrop on the abortion
“deliberations”
such as they are.
The purpose of the rally was to get the
attention of the ruling politicians, to demonstrate that there is a huge
pro-life constituency passionately opposed to the proposed legislation and
that there will be a bitter electoral price to pay if it is passed.
Time will tell how successful the
overall pro-life campaign will be. And how many tiny, innocent lives will be
saved - or snuffed out.
Rugby referees have at their disposal four grades of punishment
for errors or foul play.
For minor infringements, a penalty kick is awarded to the
opposing team.
For particularly cynical infringements, the offending player can
in addition be sent off for ten minutes (yellow card).
Where the infringement has prevented the scoring of a try, a
penalty try is a further sanction.
For the worst of offences, the referee will wave a red flag,
sending the player off for the rest of the game.
In addition, however, a player may be cited, meaning further action
is warranted, in respect of behaviour that has been viewed on
television, whether or not the referee has spotted it or imposed his own
punishment. If cited, a player is called up before a panel of
rugby judges, the evidence is reviewed, he is allowed to present his
defence and a verdict reached. If guilty, further punishment is
often administered, usually a ban for a fixed period, which involves
shame for the player involved but also, for a professional, loss of
earnings.
Recent such bans have highlighted a curious anomaly in regards to
punishments meted out to top European rugby professionals:
Ireland's Cian Healy
earned a
three-week ban for
stamping on the leg of Dan Cole in an Ireland/England game on
10th February 2013 (which Ireland lost 6-12)
The sanction for
Ireland's star Brian O'Driscoll's was a penalty, a yellow card and a
three-week ban for
stamping on the stomach of Simone Favaro in an Ireland/Italy
game on 16th March (which Ireland lost 15-22)
Munster's captain Paul
O'Connell was neither penalised nor cited for a
brutal, albeit accidental kick on Dave Kearney's head, in a
Munster/Leinster game on 14th April (which Munster lost 16-22);
Kearney had to be stretchered off with concussion and couldn't play
for nearly five weeks. (Yes, the victim received the
punishment of an effective ban, not the perpetrator!)
Meanwhile ...
Stade Français scrum-half
Jerome Fillol was awarded a
fourteen-week ban for spitting in the face of his opposing
scrum-half Peter Stringer of Bath on 6th April; Bath lost 20-36.
Dylan Hartley, captain of
Northampton, brought upon himself a penalty kick, a red card and an
eleven-week ban on 25th May for calling referee Wayne Barnes
“f*****g cheat”;
unsurprisingly, with Northampton a man short went on to be soundly
beaten by Leicester 17-37. The timing of the ban was such that he
was kicked off the much cherished
Lions
tour of Hong Kong and Australia, which began a few days later.
The reason I am bringing these recent cases up is to highlight the
difference is punishments that the citing committees award for what
might be termed virtual violence as compared with actual
violence.
No-one doubts that virtual violence needs to be vigorously stamped
out, as it were. As does actual violence. Young children (and
their mums) must never be given the impression that such behaviour is
acceptable, or else rugby's reputation will crash and fewer and fewer
will play it.
Nevertheless, it is exceedingly odd that spitting and rudeness should
be deemed to be FOUR TIMES as serious as the stamps and
kicks that in these particular cases could have broken, respectively, a
leg, some ribs and a skull, and in the latter case have even caused
brain damage.
I would think that mums would far prefer to see their precious sons
spat and sworn at than kicked in the head.
A third rate “comedian” decides he knows
what drives certain types of people to murder.
There seems to be a lot of this particular affliction around.
The renowned international psychiatrist, Islamic scholar and
philosopher Russell Brand concluded on 26th May in
his Sunday column in the Sun tabloid newspaper that the Jihadist beheaders of Drummer
Lee Rigby are in fact “severely mentally ill”. Why?
How so?
Because they’d just
murdered a stranger in Woolwich, London. QED. The act is the diagnosis.
Absolutely nothing to to do with Islam at all because, as he
gravely informs us,
“the main
narrative thrust of ... the Koran is:
Be nice to each other because
we’re all the same”.
Nice? All the same? Who knew?
No doubt the eminent Dr R Brand listened intently to
decapitator Michael Adebolajo’s own words:
“Allahu
Akbar[Allah is the greatest]”
while slicing up his victim.
But perhaps Dr Brand is right. For surely you would
indeed have to be
“severely mentally ill” to swallow such guff.
Meanwhile, world leaders seem to feel the need to utter
their own inanities, which only go to show that they too share symptoms
of being “severely mentally ill”:
Barack Obama:
“The best way to prevent violent
extremism is to work with the Muslim American community – which has
consistently rejected terrorism.”
Oh yes? Any examples
of
“consistently rejecting
terrorism”?
Thought not.
So here,
thanks to the inestimable Robert Spencer, are four
unchallenged examples showing that 80% of US mosques - ie 1700
of them - teach Jihad, Islamic supremacism, extremist ideology,
and hatred & contempt for Jews and Christians:
In 1999, Sheikh Muhammad Hisham Kabbani,
a Sufi leader,
gave
testimony to this effect to the Senate
after visiting 114 US mosques
In 2005, the Center for Religious
Freedom made similar
findings in a
study,
In 2008 the Mapping In Sharia Project
did so also.
In 2011 another study showed that
only 19%
of
American mosques don’t teach Jihad violence
and/or Islamic supremacism.
David Cameron:
“There is nothing in Islam that
justifies this truly dreadful act.”
Oh yes there is!
Has the Prime Minister even read the Koran?
Sura 8:12, for example,
which reads,
“I will cast terror into the hearts of those who disbelieve. Therefore
strike off their heads and strike off every fingertip of them”.
Clearly, the
assassins are nothing if not devout Muslims.
Meanwhile, Drummer Rigby remains dead.
Drummer Lee Rigby, 25, Second Battalion the Royal Regiment of
Fusiliers,
brutally assassinated in broad daylight on a London street on 22nd May
2013.
On 25th May, the
Saturday
Live Programme on BBC Radio 4
invited my sister Frances to recount an incident in her youth
when a woman stepped into the road to halt her car – and saved her life.
This is Frances' story.
Spoken as broadcast ....
And as written ...
My thanks are to a Chinese peasant who saved my life in June
1966.
I was
driving slowly home, up the Peak in Hong Kong, during a tremendous
rainstorm – not a typhoon. In Hong Kong we were used to typhoons but this was just heavy
and non stop rain. In town the 12-ft deep storm drains were overflowing
and water was fountaining up through the tarmac. Time to go home .
In low gear I crawled up the Peak but just as my flat appeared ahead, a Hakka woman
(identifiable by her unique headgear, as depicted) stood in front of my car
remonstrating that I should stop. She pointed to the road surface. It
looked like bubbling pastry and she signed that I must not proceed. I
have great respect for the Chinese (the fishermen always knew more than
the Met Office which typhoons were the most dangerous) so I smiled,
nodded my thanks, reversed my car down the hill and tucked it into a
sedan chair path – these follow the lay of the land so survive bad
weather well.
I arrived home absolutely soaked through and put on the
kettle for my desperately needed cuppa tea. I never got it – the gas
went off. The road I had just walked over had become a giant landslide.
Would the weight of my little Singer Gazelle have been enough to
initiate that landslide ? Who knows. We were cut off for weeks until a
sort of Bailey bridge could be built to reconnect us to the town and had
to have our food delivered by helicopter. But I was alive.
There is no way I can ever thank that wonderful woman
but I am forever grateful.
An eyewitness account (sort-of) of
those momentous days of surrender
Today, 8th May, 68 years ago, Nazi
Germany surrendered unconditionally, bringing to an end, after six long and
painful years, the European part of the Second World War.
Or was it yesterday the 7th? Or
tomorrow the 9th?
All three as it happens, as my
98-year-old and still sprightly father Walter, a dental surgeon, relates in
the recent reissue of his
memoirs. A squadron leader with the RAF, he was part of the
Normandy invasion of Europe, storming across France, Belgium and Germany,
striking terror into Nazi hearts, with a dental drill in one hand and a
forceps in the other:
Q U O T E
Shortly
after my orderly Harrington and I had settled near the northern German town
of Lüneberg
into our spacious, comfortable Luftwaffe quarters (recently vacated by the
hastily departing Germans), we heard, to our delight, the news on the radio
from the BBC that Germany had signed an Act of Military Surrender at Rheims
in France on 7th May 1945, thus bringing the European war to an end.
However we also learnt that Germany had already, three days
earlier on Friday 4th May, signed another unconditional surrender, of its
forces in northern Germany, Denmark and the Netherlands. This ensued after
Hitler had blown his brains out in his Berlin bunker the previous Monday,
and proved to be the first of three surrenders.
At
1830 hours on the Friday, in a large tent at Lüneburg Heath in northern
Germany, Field Marshal Bernard Mont-gomery (“Monty”) accepted the
unconditional German surrender . It was signed for Germany by Admiral Hans
Georg von Friedberg of the navy and General Eberhard Kinzel of the army,
both of whom committed suicide a few weeks later by taking cyanide, and by
Major Fritz Gustav Friedl of the Gestapo who was tried for Holocaust war
crimes and later killed in a car crash.
At the time we ourselves, as mentioned, happened to be
billeted outside the town of Lüneberg only a few miles away. That evening,
just 2½ hours after the surrender to Monty, I received a signal informing me
officially of the order to cease hostilities as from the following morning
and directing that work “should continue as usual”. I have kept that
signal form carefully as a treasured memento (illustrated below). I
recollect as a schoolboy in the 1920s visiting a war museum in France with a
party from my south London school,
Rutlish, and
seeing a similar order among souvenirs of the Great War which had ended in
Europe on 11th November, 1918.
Transcript: 4 May Personal for Commanders –
From AOC
All hostilities on second army front cease at
0800 hours tomorrow May 5.
Work will continue as usual until orders are issued to contrary.
GCRAFR [General Command Royal Airforce Regiment] requested
instructed
RAFR units Date Time: 042055
[1945]
It is noteworthy that the Americans continued fighting right
up to the formal cessation of hostilities at 0800 hours on the Saturday. We
reckoned that many of them – especially the newer arrivals – regretted that
they could no longer kill any Germans.
An interesting story emerged in 2012 concerning the date of
the second surrender in Rheims on 7th May 1945, known since and commemorated
every year, as VE-Day, for “Victory in Europe”. (Actually, depending on what
country you are in, VE-Day is commemorated on the 7th or the 8th or the 9th
of May. This is because, as explained below, the third surrender was signed
late on the 8th which, further east, was already the 9th due to the time
difference.)
Edward Kennedy, then the forty-year-old Paris bureau chief
of the Associated Press news agency, was one of seventeen journalists
secretly flown by the military across France in a C-47 transport plane to
witness Germany’s second surrender in Rheims to the Americans and British at
0241 hours on that fateful morning of 7th May 1945. As a condition of this
privilege, they were sworn to secrecy under a news embargo that lasted for
the following 36 hours.
This was because US President Harry Truman and British Prime
Minister Winston Churchill had privately agreed to keep the historic
ceremony covert until the following day, when the Soviet Union would accept
the capitulation of German forces in Berlin. As a symbol of Allied
solidarity and a sop to the USSR’s tyrant Josef Stalin, the Big Three wanted
to announce the end of the war together and declare 8th May to be VE-Day.
Thus the third surrender, almost identical to the second, was indeed signed
in Berlin on that day, just before midnight, which for the Soviets was of
course just after midnight on 9th May. Hence the three VE-Days.
However Kennedy ruined their cunning plan for the surprise
announcement that they wanted to make only after the third surrender.
Having forewarned the US military censor of what he was
about to do, he then rang AP’s London office to dictate a story on the
(second) surrender on 7th May. This broke the embargo and ensured that the
bombshell exploded on the front pages of every newspaper subscribing to the
agency’s service the next day. Many consider this to be the greatest scoop
of all time.
Kennedy was promptly thrice denounced and excoriated –
by the sixteen
correspondents who had obeyed the rules,
by the Allied
authorities, and
by his boss
Robert McLean, then president of AP.
But Kennedy was unrepentant, pointing out that the embargo
had been imposed solely for political convenience, not to save lives or
protect military secrets. Moreover, Germany itself had alr eady announced
the surrender, at 1403 hours on 7th May in a radio broadcast from the city
of Flensburg then under Allied control, which was 670 km from Rheims.
Kennedy argued that from that moment the embargo was invalid: the news was
out and no harm could be done by declaring it to the world. He found it
absurd to bottle up an announcement of such magnitude and import.
At the time, however, his arguments fell on furious deaf
ears. Kennedy was expelled from France by the Allied authorities and his
career with AP was over. He died, still reviled by the establishment, in a
car crash at the age of 58 in 1963.
However, in 2012, 67 long years after his momentous scoop,
AP suddenly had a change of heart. Its CEO Tom Curley issued a
posthumous apology, to the joy of the intrepid reporter’s sole surviving
daughter Julia. Curley declared that Kennedy’s dismissal was a “great,
great tragedy” and hailed him as a reporter who did the “right thing”
and “stood up to power”.
My colleagues and I had no idea about these machinations,
but certainly the capitulation ceremony to the Soviets never made big news,
no doubt because Kennedy had effectively neutered it.
We enjoyed a tremendous VE-Day celebration that Monday
evening of 7th May. The fireworks (mostly signal rockets) and miscellaneous
pyrotechnics were fired in such profusion that we must have emptied the
magazines. Unfortunately we could find very few stores of liquor to empty.
Quote: “Please, as a 16-year-old who has no say in his
death sentence, who has no choice in the pain he is about to cause and who
would take any chance at even a few more months on this planet: appreciate
what you have, know that there are always other options and help is always
there.”
Donal Walsh, 16, while dying
at home in Kerry of a tumour in his leg,
pleads eloquently for fellow teenagers
to desist from suicide.
Quote: “Abortion is a crime against humanity ... Since Boston
College has not withdrawn its invitation and Mr Kenny has not declined it, I
shall not attend the graduation.”
Cardinal Sean O’Malley is boycotting a graduation ceremony
at
Boston College, a Jesuitical (and thus supposedly staunchly Catholic)
institution,
because it has invited as its keynote speaker
Enda Kenny, to whom it will also award an honorary degree.
Mr Kenny is Ireland's Taoiseach (prime minister)
and the invitation reflects the college's long association with Ireland.
The Cardinal is taking this action because
Mr Kenny, who presents himself as a practicing Catholic,
is “aggressively
promoting abortion legislation” in Ireland,
which has hitherto been abortion-free.
Quote: “We wanted to send more reinforcement to Benghazi. ... The
people in Benghazi had been fighting all night. ... But he told me he had
not been authorized to go. The vehicles needed to go. ... Lt Colonel Gibson
[commander of the U.S. Special Operations Command in Africa] was
furious. ... I had told him to bring our people home. Apparently no one had
been authorized to go.”
Gregory Hicks, former top US diplomat in Libya.
He was testifying on 8th May in front of
the House Oversight and
Government Reforms Committee,
concerning the
seven-hour Jihadist attack on the US Consulate in Benghazi on
the eleventh anniversary of 9-11,
which killed Ambassador Chris Stevens
and three other Americans.
The Obama/Clinton administration refused to send military
help
that fateful night, then lied about the cause of the attack
- and the President went to bed.
As a result of his refusal to support the Obama/Clilnton
lies
about what happened, Mr Hicks, a career civil servant,
was
demoted from deputy chief of mission to desk officer.
Mr Hicks is a registered Democrat, who voted for Hillary
Clinton in the 2008 primaries
and for Barack Obama in 2008 and 2012. Yet he chose to speak the
truth.
Quote: “This land [the Gaza Strip] has never
once been a Jewish land. Palestine is for the Arab Islamic nation.”
Yusuf al-Qaradawi, a prominent Islamic scholar and cleric, based in
Qatar,
made famous by his popular TV show
and widely respected in the Muslim world.
Truth, objectivity and overall morality have never
been this cleric's
strong points.
Cyprus is in economic turmoil, short of a mere
€16 billion,
65% of its annual GDP. The EU has promised to lend it
€10 bn but only on condition it raises the other €6 bn in cash from
its own resources. Seemingly it has nowhere to turn for instant
cash but to raid Cyprus bank accounts to confiscate both the life
savings of innocent citizens and the supposedly ill gotten-gains of
Russian multi-millionaire oligarchs.
This will of course - if it has not already done so -
ruin the reputation of Cyprus as a centre for international financial
services and sound banking, if not a sunny haven for shady money.
So a major source of future revenue has instantly dried up, leaving
tourism as the only export market.
But there is a small glimmer of hope whereby the
confiscation may not have to be as draconian (up to 10% of
deposits) as feared. For Cyprus apparently has a big, offshore gas
field waiting to be developed, and plenty more in the offing, with
hundreds of billions of €uro waiting to be reaped.
Securities on this could be sold for cash, in return for a slice of
the lucrative future revenues. Russia's giant, state-owned Gazprom, the
biggest gas company in the world, is being
mooted as one potential investor.
This gas securitisation idea is being heavily hyped, and
I have not come across a single dissenting voice.
Personally I had never heard of Cyprus's gas bonanza
before, which made me suspicious and prompted me to have a closer look.
As a result, I am therefore now a single dissenting
voice. Here's why.
The Cypriots tell us that they have excellent
offshore gas reserves:
7 TCF so far, equivalent to two million barrels of oil, with an
upside potential of 60 TCF. (TCF stands for trillion cubic feet.)
The
only field identified so far is called Aphrodite, after the Greek
goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation; obviously the
Cypriots are hoping a bit of that action will emanate from beneath the
waves.
The subsea Aphrodite is seen as a multi-billion €uro
windfall that, simply by selling future production, will become some
kind of saviour.
This is foolish. Not only are there political
difficulties (powerful Turkey disputes Cyprus's sovereignty over the
offshore area in question and has already sent a gunboat), but the
technical difficulties and the cost of bringing to market gas that is
200 hundred kilometres offshore in
1,700 metres of water depth are immense. Such a project,
involving up
to two thousands kilometres of subsea pipeline to Greece,
in order to
build
an LNG
liquefaction plant
and an
export port,
would easily stretch to ten years and maybe €5 billion
paid upfront before a penny of revenue. The map below shows the route of
the 1,800 km Trans-Med pipeline that the
Cyprus Government is suggesting (anything to avoid Turkey).
However the whole concept is a mirage anyway.
7 TCF would be an immense gas field.
By comparison, Ireland has one great field, Kinsale,
with 1½ TCF that has been producing for 30 years, and another,
Corrib,
with 1 TCF
which
will have cost €2½ billion and twelve years to develop by the time gas
first appears in 2015.
In the 1990s, the company I then headed discovered
the Philippines' biggest hydrocarbon field,
Malampaya, which
lies offshore the sparsely populated island of Palawan in 846 metres of
water. It is 530 km from the nearest viable market being the
island of Luzon where Manila is located (click
to
enlarge the chart). When discovered, the reserves were
estimated by my team to be 1.1 TCF of gas (since upgraded to
2.7 TCF),
and development entailed a record-breaking
24”
subsea pipeline to Luzon along a seabed fraught with faults and
instabilities. Malampaya took nine years to appraise and develop,
at a cost of
$4½
billion (€4 bn).
I mention Kinsale, Corrib and Malampaya to put Cyprus's
Aphrodite in some perspective.
Backing up the declaration of Aphrodite as a
“discovery”, are seismic surveys and just a single
exploration well. It is designated “A-1 Discovery” on this
chart, which was
published on 6th December 2012 by
Noble Energy, the American oil and gas company which made the
discovery.
Note also the words “DST Pending”. DST stands for
Drill Stem Test, which is a rather rudimentary method for testing the
rate at which the well will produce oil and/or gas and/or water, in actual practice as distinct from
theory. In other words Noble are bragging about “5-8 TCF” based
on just that one well that they haven't even tested. Nevertheless
this seems to be the grounds on which they and the Cyprus Government
tout about reserves of seven TCF and even, taking into account similar
structures in the area, a possible/probable sixty.
This is fanciful talk in the extreme.
When perhaps a dozen wells have been
drilled
(at a typical cost of €40 million each), or perhaps even the four more
that the chart indicates are planned, it will be time to take seriously
claims of 7 TCF.
Until then, chatter about Cyprus gas is nothing but gas,
combined with wishful thinking. Don't put your money there.
Serious investors are certainly not going provide cash against the long,
vague shot of production revenues perhaps a decade hence.
Other than raiding bank deposits, there is no quick fix
that is going to produce €6 bn for the hapless Cypriots.
Therefore, if it fails to do so, either it goes bankrupt and tumbles out of the €uro and back to a worthless Cypriot
Pound.
Or the EU blinks first and ponys up the extra €6bn in
order to save the (nevertheless doomed) €uro for a little longer.
The EU Common Agricultural Policy rewards
farmers for no discernible reason
On 19th March I was invited to become part of the audience for
the Prime Time TV programme that Ireland's state broadcaster
RTE puts out twice a week. This was to partake in a discussion about the EU's most expensive,
longest running subsidy, the Common Agricultural Policy, CAP, to which I
have long been viscerally opposed, as the programme makers know.
You can view my contribution
here, where it appears in minute 5 of the second item, titled
“Farm subsidy questioned”.
This is essentially what I said (with links to my
sources):
which is why the CAP eats
38% of the EU budget, and
why the CAP adds
€500
to the annual food bill of every home.
And that’s not to talk of the Third World livelihoods that the CAP
destroys due to
the subsidised dumping of
surplus EU (and also US) agricultural products
and the protectionist
barriers restricting entry of their cheaper food into the EU.
The sooner the CAP is abolished the better, with part of the huge sums
saved redeployed to retrain farmers to learn new, marketable skills that
customers actually value.
There is no shortage of food in the world for those able to pay for it,
which certainly includes the countries of the European Union.
No-one really challenged what I said. The farmers were too busy
squabbling among themselves about how to divvy out the CAP spoils.
That tends to make another point. The prime crop in EU farming
today is not farm produce but farm subsidies -
how to maximise them and get the biggest share, which is always the case
when big money is being given away. Subsidies are like narcotics -
destructive and degrading in equal manner; recipients quickly become junkies
who lose their sense of pride and those who distribute them the drug
dealers.
Even in this lively TV discussion about farming, so pervasive was the
narcotic that not a single person talked about actual farming, only the
subsidies.
Imagine if that energy went into actual, you know, farming.
Quote (19th March): “OK, so props don't ever join the referee ranks
because it's a lot of running. But would it be so harmful to perhaps get a
prop on the pitch to officiate at scrum-time only? He could then leave the
field until the next scrum. He wouldn't have to run anywhere, he'd get free
pies on the touchline, and we'd have a scrum official who'd really know what
was going on.”
A commentator's suggestion at the recent Wales/England
6-Nations championship decider (won 30-3 by Wales),
which was heavily punctuated by inscrutable penalties at scrum time.
The problem is that rugby referees are never props (who hate running)
and therefore never understand the mysterious, nefarious machinations
grinding within the dark recesses of a heaving, wheezing, sweat-laden scrum.
Hat-tip: Graham Hunt in Perth, Oz
Quote (19th March): “Sure what could go wrong? It is the day after St
Patrick’s Day, a roomful of Paddies, a free bar and the future king of
England. It’s going to be messy.”
Comedian Patrick Nulty
at a €1,000-per-plate testimonial dinner
in London for Irish rugby star Brian O'Driscoll,
attended by, inter alia, the Duke of Cambridge
George
Orwell, in
“Nineteen
Eighty-Four”,
his seminal though subtle diatribe against global tyranny, introduced the
world to many new words that have since entered the
English language: Big
Brother, thoughtcrime, newspeak, memory hole, duckspeak, unperson ...
doublethink.
He defines doublethink as, among other things,
“the power of holding two contradictory beliefs in
one's mind simultaneously, and accepting both of them”.
He even has a shorthand word for this - blackwhite,
denying the evidence of your eyes by declaring and believing
that black is white or vice versa.
I wonder how many other Western countries are as
conflicted about suicide as Ireland, which seems to have developed not
Orwell's doublethink but its own treblethink on this troubling subject.
Judging by Irish media over the past few weeks and months,
huge numbers of Irish, in full sanctimonious flow, seem to believe that
death by suicide is, simultaneously,
a terrible
thing that must be prevented by all means,
a wonderful
thing that must be accommodated by all means,
a dreadful worry that can be
alleviated only by blood sacrifice.
Examples:
1 A Terrible
Thing
It is a terrible thing to lose a loved one who has died at
his/her own hand.
Yet death by suicide in Ireland has become so prevalent
that Ireland's main opposition party, Fianna Fail, is
proposing a new 7½% tax be levied on alcohol sales (excluding pubs and
restaurants) in order to fund €86 million worth of suicide prevention
services. Its report,
“Actions
Speak Louder than Words: A Structural Approach to a Societal Issue”,
advises that Irish suicides have increased by 30% over the past decade, a
huge heartbreaking tragedy that took 525 lives in 2011, most of them young
males.
This death toll is almost thrice that of the roads (186),
another major killer of predominantly young males, but one that receives far
more attention and funding than suicide, and has positive results to show
for it in terms of reducing the deaths. Fianna Fail's attempt to
tackle suicide is an honourable one which if adopted will undoubtedly
likewise make a
real difference.
Those considering suicide do indeed need to be identified,
helped, counselled to support them in dealing with these self-destructive
thoughts. Prisoners who present a self-harm risk are routinely put on
suicide watch, which includes regularly checking of their cells as well as
removing all items that might be used to cut, strangle or poison.
Suicide is permanent, life's problems are temporal.
No effort is too great to save such people from needlessly extinguishing their most
valuable attribute - their lives - when actual solutions can be developed.
2 A Wonderful
Thing
We
have probably all imagined ourselves in some dreadful situation where we
might long for the sweet release of death.
Locked-in Syndrome holds
particular terror - who can forget
“The
Diving Bell and the Butterfly”
by French journalist Jean-Dominique Bauby who ended up this way after a
stroke in 1995. Though fully cosmos mentis with all his senses intact, he
awoke unable to move his body apart from his left eyelid, which he used, one
blink at a time, for rudimentary communication and to laboriously write his book,
letter by letter. Had
he wanted to commit suicide, he would of course have been unable to do so,
other than to request someone else to end his life.
But that someone else would then have been prosecuted for
unlawful killing or worse, for while the law permits suicide, helping
someone to commit suicide is illegal.
For Irishwoman
Marie Fleming and many others in her sad situation, it's not locked-in
syndrome but terminal multiple sclerosis which since 1986 has been slowly
paralysing her bodily functions and will eventually suffocate her. So
she would like to be the mistress of her own destiny and die at a time of
her choosing, before her suffering and fear become unbearable. But
though in full possession of her mental capacities, she is already confined
to a wheelchair and so to kill herself would need someone to set a system
up, such as a poisonous drink. Once again, that person - in this case
her loving partner - would be liable for prosecution.
There is much sympathy for her predicament, for who would
not want to help a suffering yet coherent relative who desperately wanted to
go to a better place. But the ban on assisted suicide is there for a
reason - to affirm the sanctity of human life but also to avoid creating
situations where vulnerable people feel obliged (or maybe are encouraged) to
have themselves killed, perhaps to relieve kinfolk of a burden or to release
a legacy.
Marie Fleming and many like her would consider it a
wonderful thing to be allowed to commit suicide, with help if necessary, as
a way to conclude her journey on this earth in a dignified and gentle
manner. And public opinion is firmly with them.
But though the law is not with them, judges are hinting to public
prosecutors that they should use discretion in bringing prosecutions in such
cases; ie don't.
3 Dreadful Worry
The third angle to suicide relates to unwanted
pregnancies. In most of the western world, abortion is available more
or less on demand, despite the fact that it is usually against the law.
The two Acts were reconciled by saying that abortion is
permissible only if the life or health of the mother is at risk, including
the risk of suicide.
The suicide provision has been the single biggest factor
that has led to abortion-on-demand even up to birth itself - currently
200,000
abortions a year in England and Wales being 20% of all pregnancies. Lord
David Steel, the author of the 1967 Act, is today horrified at the
floodgates he never realised he was opening and
urges Ireland not to follow his much regretted example.
Though no-one can objectively prove that someone will
commit suicide, it is sufficient in UK law for two psychiatrists to vouch
that without abortion a woman is suicidal. This is a massive loophole,
as all it takes is to find a group of pro-abortion psychiatrists to sign the
paperwork and the path is clear.
Indeed, there is no scientific or empirical evidence that abortion
prevents suicide. For example, a recent review of all maternal deaths
in Ireland's main maternity hospitals from 1950 to 2011
has found not a single case of a woman taking her own life because she
was pregnant.
Nevertheless, advocates for abortion argue that it is a great mercy for
a woman to be allowed to abort her baby if it means she avoids suicide
brought on by dreadful worry over her unwanted pregnancy. Such people,
however, never argue that suicidal tendencies should be given the same help,
counselling and if necessary suicide-watch that is accepted practice for
others - even lowly imprisoned criminals - who seem at risk of self-destruction.
Only for pregnant women is suicide to be averted through
infant blood sacrifice.
In Ireland where the 1861 Act also remains in force (as a relic
of British rule), there is a huge push to legalise abortion in case of
threat of suicide, as in England.
But other than concern over the mother's possible suicide, is there an unthinkable alternative reason for this drive?
Surely it cannot be that risk of suicide is merely a Trojan horse designed
to introduce a regime of
abortion-on-demand? Even though this is precisely what has ensued in England and all other abortion-friendly jurisdictions
where grounds for abortion include suicide, or even mental health.
Treblethink
So there you have it. Thousands of otherwise
rational, well-meaning people indulge in suicide treblethink -
“the power of holding
three contradictory beliefs in
one's mind simultaneously, and accepting all three of them”.
The Good, The Bad and the Ugly Excuse.
What would George Orwell have written? Would treblethink have
entered his vocabulary?
Quote (19th Feb): “Ah no, I'll let someone else eat him. I know him
too well!”
Paddy Jack, in Dublin's Temple Bar Farmers'
Market,
where he serves horse steak sandwiches in Ireland's only horse meat outlet.
He his referring to Do or Die, his pet racehorse
who is being trained to compete.
But if on the racecourse Do or Die fails to Do the business
he will Die
- and be served up on Mr Jack's stall.
Though for sentimental reasons not to Mr Jack himself.
Quote (12 Feb): “Nothing I’m proposing tonight should increase our
deficit by a single dime.”
President Obama explains in his 2013 State of the Union
address
that his proposed litany of more spending, new programs and new
bureaucracies
will not increase America's $16½ trillion deficit “by a single dime”!
The odd one out is of course the red hat and the dress, that is to say the lady.
Because she is the oldest of the four.
She is also the only one who in recent months has not
decided to voluntarily resign ahead of time in favour of a successor.
The reason is obvious. She still does not trust her heir, a spring
chicken of a mere 64, to take over her job and execute her/his duties
effectively. So unlike the other three, she is sticking to her original vow,
to serve until death, or in the case of Archbishop Williams until statutory
retirement age.
Rowan Williams, the 104th Archbishop of Canterbury retired on 31st
December 2012, at age 61, nine years earlier than he needed to, and was
replaced by Justin Welby.
Pope Benedict XVI, aged 85, will retire on 28th February triggering
a
Papal Conclave of cardinals to elect a successor.
Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands, 75, will retire on 30th April in
favour of her eldest son Willem-Alexander, who will become the
Netherlands' first male monarch since 1890.
86-year-old Queen Elizabeth II won't step down at all, so leaving
64-year-old
Prince Charles (barring a not entirely implausible regicide-matricide)
to dangle on for time indeterminate.
Quote (7th Feb): “My concrete question to the Irish presidency is:
what are you doing to tackle the problem of growing Christian persecution?”
Dutch MEP Peter van Dalen,
in response to the reported persecution of
a hundred 100 million Christians around the world,
demands that Ireland as current EU “president”,
take concrete action.
A technological revolution in
hydraulic fracturing (“fraccing”)
of hydrocarbon-bearing shales
is leading to an unstoppable energy revolution, which will in turn
lead to entirely benign revolutions in global economics and geopolitics.
A year ago, I wrote in some detail
a post called
“Truth
About Fraccing”
(tinyurl.ie/frac) which
takes
away much of the mystery surrounding this essentially simple but not
widely understood technique to squeeze more hydrocarbons out of the
ground, and
demonstrates that the main objections are mainly bogus.
Just to recap, fraccing (hydraulic
fracturing) entails pumping water down a well and into reservoir rock
that contains hydrocarbons (gas and/or oil) at such a high pressure that
the rock splits open. This exposes much more of the rock to the
wellbore and thus makes it easier for the hydrocarbons to flow into it
and up to the surface.
This post explores what fraccing is
going to mean for the world at large - how it will affect in an almost
wholly benign fashion both global economics and geopolitics.
Just as fraccing is unleashing
undreamed-of volumes of hydrocarbons, so the consistently high oil price
in recent years, firmly in the hundred-dollar-a-barrel category, is
unleashing undreamed-of fraccing technology. (Click on the
interesting oil-price chart below for better detail.)
This unleashed technology has three legs that together
are yielding results that are truly startling:
Seismic surveys are the means by which
subterranean rock shapes and make-up are detected, thereby pinning
down where potential hydrocarbon accumulations might lie.
Recent advances have enabled ever more obscure or small
accumulations to be identified.
Drilling wells is the means why which these
accumulations of hydrocarbons are connected to the surface. It
too has benefited from ever more sophisticated techniques, from the
major (drilling holes that are directional, horizontal,
multilateral) to the less glamorous such as improved drilling
fluids, measurement techniques, drilling bits, operating practices.
Fraccing itself is the process by which the
hydrocarbons can be better liberated from the accumulations into the
wellbore, particularly when the reservoir rock that holds them is
low in both porosity and permeability. Fraccing methods have
improved enormously in recent years, resulting in the production -
and potential production - of vast additional volumes that
previously were thought impossible to bring to surface.
Then there is increasing unease, if not panic, in the
West at how
1 its consumption has steadily exceeded its
ability to find new hydrocarbons, allied with ...
2 the extent to which it has therefore become increasingly dependent on
foreign sources for its insatiable thirst for oil and gas, sources which are
largely hostile to the interests of the West, which is in effect
nevertheless funding them.
This chart of America's trillion-dollar dependency
illustrates the point; it is typical of the West in general.
These three elements - oil price, technological
advances and foreign dependency - are the factors that have led to a
fraccing boom, currently evident only in a few parts of the US, but one
that is going to sweep the world.
That
is because fraccing is, simply, making available huge
quantities of hydrocarbons within the Western countries themselves,
changing the energy picture dramatically.
This tabulation, which appeared in World Oil magazine last
August, uses
data published by the
Energy Information
Administration, a US Federal body which collates and analysises
energy information.
It shows for a large array of countries the estimated
reserves of gas recoverable mainly through fraccing, which add up to
6,622 trillion cubic feet (TCF), a truly astounding figure. One
TCF is the equivalent in energy terms of about 170 million barrels of
oil; thus 6,622 TCF equates to over a trillion barrels,
worth some $100 trillion at today's prices.
These numbers need to be put into context.
First Oil:
BP tells us that the world's oil reserves are currently 1,653
billion barrels, which is sufficient to keep us going for another 54
years.
However, of this 1,196 bn bbl lie beneath the
countries of OPEC, while 859 of them ( 52%) are in the Middle East
and North Africa, which I will refer to as MENAf. (OPEC's oil
income in 2012 alone was a very juicy
trillion dollars.)
Then Gas:
The world's gas reserves amount to 7,361 TCF (BP's
figure again), which is 64 years' worth.
Of this, 3,156 TCF, or 42%, are within MENAfME/NAf
Oil Plus Gas:
Combined into barrels-of-oil-equivalent (BOE), global
reserves are therefore 2.9 trillion BOE, good for half a century or so,
of which roughly half comes from MENAf.
MENAf is of course the location of oil-rich states such
as Saudi Arabia, Iran, Libya, which have been
fomenting Islamic
hostility against the West for decades,
lavishly funding hate-filled
mosques and madrassas that preach rabid anti-infidelism and
anti-Semitism to adults and children alike,
undermining Western
democracies,
sponsoring Jihadist terrorism and terrorists everywhere.
They seek overtly or covertly the conversion of the infidel world to an
Islamic caliphate, under the Koranic injunction to convert, enslave or
kill (eg 9:5).
MENAf countries can behave this way because they are so
wealthy, thanks to the West's inability to keep up with its thirst for
hydrocarbons. Thus the West is funding its own enemies, and by the
way providing most of the technology and expertise to extract the
MENAf's oil and gas.
Thus the trillion BOE that the EIA estimate is yet to be
liberated (through fraccing) from shale gas reserves represents an
addition of some 38% to global reserves.
That is a massive increase by any reckoning, but its
impact is even greater because scan the tabulation above and you can
see that huge volumes are going to come from consuming countries
themselves in Europe, N America and elsewhere.
But that is not still not the full story.
This EIA chart shows in
dark red where the
expected shale gas reserves are to be found. Just as interesting,
however, are the
areas that are left out of the reckoning. These are principally the already
hydrocarbon-prolific regions of Russia, the Middle East, Malaysia,
Indonesia, not to mention the world's entire offshore acreage. Oh,
and the OIL that fraccing will liberate from shales is not
mentioned at all.
So even if the EIA's estimates of shale gas are wrong by
factors, it still looks inevitable that the global stock of oil and gas
is set to increase dramatically.
But what exactly does this mean?
Firstly, the volumes to be released through fraccing -
and therefore the associated revenues - are so vast that fraccing itself
will become an inexorable force. Frankly, money talks, and no
amount of lobbying, bogus scare-tactics or political sanctimony is going
to stop the fraccing.
In due course, the fraccing issue will morph into how
to set standards and rigorously enforce them, a far more constructive
(and indeed necessary) approach than blindly banning the technology.
As shale gas availability spreads globally, gas prices
will tumble. Fraccing has already trigged this in the USA.
In June 2008 the price of natural gas was 12.69 per mBTU
(million British Thermal Units);
by April 2012
this had
crashed by over 80% to just $1.82.
Dramatically lower gas prices will encourage industry
and individuals to adopt it in place of dirtier fuels - notably coal,
wood, turf, oil - and to seek innovative ways to use it. Only last
year the world's first major
gas-to-liquids plant was commissioned, in tiny but gas-abundant Qatar.
Called Pearl, it converts gas into fuels similar to petrol,
diesel or kerosene, suitable even for
commercial airliners.
It will, moreover, be only a matter of time before
abundant gas drives down the cost of all competitor energies. This
process will probably not excessively favour the corporations that
extract and market energy, whose increased volumes will be offset by
lower unit prices - for example, Shell is already
hurting in the US. But conversely, it is likely to be a bonanza for energy-intensive
industries, such as the manufacture of steel, aluminium, cement, glass,
and of course transportation.
Above all, however since every one of us relies on
energy for practically everything, the coming price-drop is going to
amount to a massive global, across-the-board stimulus. But a
stimulus without debt - that doesn't need to be repaid by
future generations.
Surely this must amount to the only viable solution on
the horizon to the global economic crisis that is engulfing the globe,
seemingly with no end in sight.
Moreover, since so much of the new, fracced energy is
going to come from within consumer and other West-friendly countries,
the West's huge and precarious dependence on MENAf is going to reduce
fulgurantly - as well as reducing transportation costs.
In turn, MENAf oil revenues (by far those countries' principle
source of income) will be slashed as they lose not only export volumes
but also in unit prices. This will much reduce their ability to cause
trouble and sponsor Jihad. It will cause them to focus at last on
the on non-oil, regular part of their economy, in a manner that can only
benefit their populations - and the rest of the world.
In summary, fraccing is triggering an energy revolution
whose effects will be almost wholy benign, for individuals, industries,
countries, global economics and geopolitics.
And yet an awful lot of people oppose it fanatically;
but that is no mystery.
They remain in the dark over what fraccing actually entails, its opportunities -
and yes - risks, because the industry does so little to explain itself.
It is therefore entirely reasonable for ordinary citizens to adopt the
precautionary maxim that
“if you don't know, say no”, when they are operating in a void.
Moreover it is into that very void that activist objectors
eagerly leap, with a far more articulate message than the industry's .
The answer therefore is for the industry to go out and
get its own message across with similar skill and enthusiasm as its
opponents. In other words to evangelise.
This and previous posts, along with associated lectures
I have given, are my own modest attempt to address this. If you
would like me to speak about fraccing at meetings (no charge), just drop
me a line at blog2-at-tallrite-dot-com.
I repeat. Modern fraccing represents an entirely
benign revolution that all humanity should embrace.
Confusion about who must and
who must not
indulge in gay sex in the brave new world of gay marriage
Same-sex
partnerships/unions/marriages throw up new problems that make such
“institutions” increasingly ridiculous, because of the necessity
that gay-sex be performed - or not.
Same-sex civil partnerships, with
all the associated tax-breaks, are available to couples (though for some
reason not threes or fours) if and only if they actually practice their
gay sex; there is no room for celibacy.
This
can be the only explanation why such
partnerships are not open to couples who eschew sex, such as the
Burden sisters, two elderly spinsters who share their family home
jointly inherited from their parents. When one of the ladies dies,
the death duties the other must pay will force her to sell the house and
move out. Were they bound within a civil partnership, the
surviving sister would simply inherit, tax-free, her
“partner's” half. But such a partnership - and the
associated fiscal advantages - are not open to them because no gay-sex
is involved. Likewise, why shouldn't a pair of (celibate) bridge
partners or a man and his sons be eligible for the civil-partnership tax
breaks? But they're not. No sex, no tax breaks.
What about equality? And surely we all are supposed to have human
rights?
Well, no we don't.
Unless my buddy and I are prepared for some gay gymnastics in the
boudoir (or maybe on the kitchen table) we're not going to get the
breaks created for single-sex couples in a civil partnerships.
Unless ... and here is where it
gets (even more) weird.
The Church of England have been
wrestling for decades with what to do about its gay clergy. It
eventually - grudgingly, gradually over many years - accepted that they
existed, that many of them were in gay relationships and some in civil
unions. But, goaded by its conservative wing mainly in Africa, the
Church drew the line at elevating gay priests to bishophood.
It was convulsed, therefore, when
its American wing, the
Protestant Episcopal Church, decided to break this taboo and promote
Gene Robinson in 2004 to become Bishop of New Hampshire. For
Bishop Robinson is not just gay but openly living with fellow-gay
Mark Andrew, and by all accounts enjoying a gay old sex life. By the way, the bishop started out marrying a woman
in 1972 who bore him two children, but then divorced her in 1986/7 in
favour of Mr Andrew.
The new couple were
“married”
in both a civil partnership ceremony and in a formal church service in
June 2008, with Rev Robinson declaring that he
“always wanted to be a June bride”.
(In impeccably correct fashion, the administering priest was of course a
woman.)
Predictably, when the Reverend
became a Bishop six years later, the Anglican community outside American
(and much of it within) were outraged, with Bishop Akinola of Nigeria
leading the backlash. Schism was threatened.
But as is generally the Anglican
way, the Church of England over time slowly learnt to bend with the wind
and accept what they deemed unavoidable. Thus it is that on 20
December, in the face of fierce opposition (again largely
led by Nigeria) it decided that gays in civil partnerships
CAN now be elevated to bishophood.
On one condition. That they
and their partners practice celibacy.
So what is a poor gay married CofE
bishop supposed to do?
His bosses tell him no sex please, you're a
bishop,
while the state who sanctioned his civil
partnership makes clear that sex is a integral element of his
partnership.
And pity the Inland Revenue
inspectors and Church Sextons (a propitious job title?) whose job is to police the gay-sex of
their respective constituents, ensuring that it is simultaneously taking
place and not, as the case may be. How they accomplish this vital
task on behalf of wider society I know not, but someone's got to make
sure the ridiculous rules are being upheld.
Nevertheless, it seems the only
chance for my non-gay buddy and me is for one of us to become an
Anglican bishop and then get
“married”,
or the other way round. Provided we
can dodge both the taxman and the sexton, we get the tax-breaks without
the boudoir, er, unpleasantnesses.
But with one-man-one-woman marriage
now obsolete and the old-fashioned constraints of the phrase rendered
meaningless, don't get me started on marriage between
Amy and her fairground ride ...
“Yeah right”,
I wrote sarcastically.
“Those damn Jews kept lobbing so many
rockets at the poor innocent Nazis that they had no choice but to round
them up, ship them to concentration camps and gas them”.
Sanya Petrovic Fukerkov took the
bait:
“You think the Palestinian rocket fire is
the bigger problem than the Israeli system”
I answered her with actual data,
and since it took me a bit of time to collate them, I though it
worthwhile to store the results here on my Tallrite Blog so as to have
it on record.
I hate being boring with
facts, I told her, but eight thousand rockets fired from Gaza into
Israel is in fact a big
“problem”.
The moment the rockets stop, the Gaza blockade as some call it will
stop. It's that simple.
Here's the breakdown (with sources).
Rockets fired into Israel
2001: 7
2005: 401
2009: 569
2002: 42
2006: 1716
2010: 150
2003: 105
2007: 1271
2011: 386
2004: 159
2008: 1399
2012: 1814
Total 2001-2012: 8,019
And since when I see a collection of numbers I
cannot resist drawing a chart, here it is. A colourful
pictures speaks a lot louder than numbers.
My two sources were:
Quora (which proclaims that it
“connects you to everything you
want to know about”)
and
Professor
Lap-Chee Tsui is the Vice-Chancellor of Hong Kong University, my
first alma mater. He created this
Chinese calligraphy of Fai Chun as a greeting to family and
friends to commemorate the Year of the
Snake, which begins on 10th February 2013 and runs until 31st January 2014. So
please accept this greeting from me to you.
In case you want to create your own Fai Chun, it's easy.
Here's how.
Unfortunately, we're going to
see rather too much of him
for the next four years
Now that the Senate has endorsed
John Kerry as Secretary of State for the next four years, in what has to be one of the
Buffoon-in-Chief's worst thought-through senior cabinet appointments (in
a field of ferocious competition), it's time to recall the Democratic
Presidential convention of 2004. After Mr Kerry gave a typically
ponderous vainglorious speech preceded by a childish “reporting-for-duty”
moment, he was endorsed as presidential
candidate, to face (and lose to) George W Bush who was seeking
re-election.
During his campaign, he constantly bragged
about his military record in Vietnam, but this was thoroughly debunked by his
own comrades in arms, the so-called Swiftboaters, who refused to
subscribe to his baloney.
“I've eaten one too many of those
equine burgers; I reckon I can't take another - I am horse de combat”.
If, following the
horse-in-burger-meat scandal, you are groaning from one too many
horseburger jokes, and would like to groan some more, I have collected
all the ones I could (easily) find. You can find them on
one of my
Light Relief pages.
Cost of Corrib Protests
[P!] Letter
published in the Irish Times The report in your newspaper on the latest protests over Shell’s
development of the Corrib gas field that “the
cost of developing the Corrib gas field could be
four times the initial estimate of €800 million at
more than €3 billion”. Simultaneously, the
project timetable has trebled from four years
(delivery in 2007) to 12 (2015). These
overruns are due overwhelmingly to the protests
against a project that was and is proceeding in full
compliance ...
Higgins's wings clipped in full debate
[P!] Letter published in the Sunday Times on 11th November
In her hagiography of President Higgins, Alison O'Connor
describes her pleasure at hearing once more his
“slapdown”
of American radio host Michael Graham. However she should do her research before indulging
such glee ...
Children Rights Referendum[P!] Letter to the Irish Times (published)
AND to the Irish Independent
(unpublished) Ireland's written constitution of 1937 is the third
oldest in the world, after America (1789) and Australia (1901). It has stood
the test of time like few others, through a world war, through a cold war,
through countless dictatorships ...
Ireland's freedom of speech
culture Letter (unpublished) to the Irish Independent
Regarding those remonstrating outside the Google
headquarters and US Embassy about the availability of some pathetic Youtube
clip, is it not ironic that they should use Ireland's freedom
of speech culture to protest against Ireland's freedom of speech culture?
Insult to Muhammad Letter (unpublished) to the Irish Times
Richard Kimball thinks that
offensive speech should be restricted for fear of possible
“public unrest”. I find that a highly offensive contention and call on
him to retract it and apologise ...
Price of medicines Letter (unpublished) to the Irish Times
The self-serving apologias in
respect of Ireland's exorbitant cost of medicines, as advanced by the Irish
Pharmaceutical Healthcare Association's Philip Hannon and by opthalmologist
Kate Coleman, would be amusing were they not so pathetic ...
ESM
Treaty an invitation to corruption Letter to the Irish Independent and to the Irish Times
The ESM Treaty, which when fully ratified will set up
a permanent €urozone bailout fund (out of non-existent money), is a
totalitarian abomination, which no patriot would ever sign his/her country
up to ...
Quote (19th March): “OK, so props don't ever join the referee
ranks because it's a lot of running. But would it be so harmful to
perhaps get a prop on the pitch to officiate at scrum-time only? He
could then leave the field until the next scrum. He wouldn't have to run
anywhere, he'd get free pies on the touchline, and we'd have a scrum
official who'd really know what was going on.”
A commentator's suggestion at the recent Wales/England
6-Nations championship decider (won 30-3 by Wales),
which was heavily punctuated by inscrutable penalties at scrum time.
The problem is that rugby referees are never props (who hate running)
and therefore never understand the mysterious, nefarious machinations
grinding within the dark recesses of a heaving, wheezing, sweat-laden
scrum.
Hat-tip: Graham Hunt in Perth, Oz
Quote (19th March): “Sure what could go wrong? It is the day
after St Patrick’s Day, a roomful of Paddies, a free bar and the future
king of England. It’s going to be messy.”
Comedian Patrick Nulty at a €1,000-per-plate testimonial
dinner
in London for Irish rugby star Brian O'Driscoll,
attended by, inter alia, the Duke of Cambridge
Quote (19th Feb): “Ah no, I'll let someone else eat him. I know
him too well!”
Paddy Jack, in Dublin's Temple Bar Farmers' Market,
where he serves horse steak sandwiches in Ireland's only horse meat
outlet.
He his referring to Do or Die, his pet racehorse
who is being trained to compete.
But if on the racecourse Do or Die fails to Do the
business he will Die
- and be served up on Mr Jack's stall.
Though for sentimental reasons not to Mr Jack himself.
Quote (12th Feb): “Nothing I’m proposing tonight should increase
our deficit by a single dime.”
President Obama explains in his 2013 State of the Union
address
that his proposed litany of more spending, new programs and new
bureaucracies
will not increase America's $16½ trillion deficit “by a single dime”!
Yes, really!
Quote (7th Feb): “My concrete question to the Irish presidency is:
what are you doing to tackle the problem of growing Christian persecution?”
Dutch
MEP Peter van Dalen,
in response to the reported persecution of
a hundred 100 million Christians around the world,
demands that Ireland as current EU “president”,
take concrete action.
Ireland's response? Waffle, of course
Quote: “Statistics are like a bikini; it shows a lot but not
the whole thing.”
Scott Johnson, the Australian coach of
Scotland’s rugby union side,
before on 2nd February it lost (again) to England not just in points scored,
18-38,
but on almost every other statistic measured during the match,
as indeed in most matches for the past thirty years Hattip: Graham Hunt
Quote: “For every hundred crimes
committed in Britain today just one criminal will end up with a conviction
in a court of law.”
Chris Huhne, Minister of Justice, in
2008
bemoaning the easy ride 99% of criminals get.
Chris Huhne in 2013 became part of the
unlucky one percent
when he was convicted and jailed
for perverting the course of justice over ...
a speeding ticket.
Quote:
“We don't have to pay England to be our friend, so why do we
have to pay Egypt?”
Senator Rand Paul objects to America
sending
F-16s and cash to Egypt under the rule of its
anti-Semitic, holocaust-denying, dictatorship-creating
president Mohammed Morsi
Quote (Facebook, Philip O'Sullivan):
“Despite spending six centuries
buried under a car park, he still has better teeth than most of the guests
on the ghastly
Jeremy Kyle show.”
The best comment so far With regard to
King Richard III
In a moment of foolishness, I accepted a generous invitation
from the world's oldest (325 years) debating society to speak in its first
formal debate of the new academic year.
It
was my fourth appearance at Trinity College Dublin's
Philosophical Society,
which was founded in 1687 when James II sat as the last Catholic monarch on
the throne of England and Ireland, and is usually known simply as
“The Phil”.
It holds weekly debates with a celebrity usually invited as a speaker.
To give you a flavour of this, the previous week it had hosted Hugh (Blackadder,
Dr House)
Laurie and Whoopi (“rape-rape”)
Goldberg. The latter
remarked that to be honoured as she was with a medal by The Phil making
her an honorary patron (matron?) was a greater thrill than her existing
Oscar, Grammy, Tony, Bafta and two Emmys combined.
Since my first appearance four years ago in a debate about
drugs, I have offered myself as sacrificial lamb whenever The Phil might be
struggling to find someone to speak on the unpopular side of a controversial
motion (drugs, God, gay marriage, Israel, capitalism, patriarchy etc).
The
unpopular side is always the fun side where you can rant and make jokes, if
only because the other, politically correct side is always so deadly earnest
and po-faced. At the same time, there is a chance that a few students
will pick up and think about your underlying message.
In a raucous debate in a room of some two hundred members, I
maintained my enviable unbroken record of always ending up on the losing
side, though this time I was in the unfamiliar position of speaking FOR the
motion.
The shouted voice-vote outcome at end was about 4:1 Nays to
Ayes.
The meeting was ably chaired by RTE's newsreader
Bryan
Dobson, who had barely finished reading the 6 pm television news, when
he had to rush on his bicycle from the studio to the university.
Speakers from the two sides alternated. Those against
the motion were
Trinity's Professor of Social Policy and Ageing,
Virpi Timonen, a glamorous, blonde Laplander and recovering
vegetarian. For her, the Welfare State (WS) oils the wheels of the
economy while its absence apparently spells misery. She held up
her native Finland as an example of the utopian WS and said, while
flashing a recent
Economist, that even Asia was moving towards a WS. While
decrying the use of negative WS stereoptypes (eg idle hoodies on the
dole) she used a WS stereotype herself (eg druggie single-mum victim
needing help).
Student Ruth Keating said people in trouble or just
unlucky had nowhere to go other than the WS. Not bothering with
evidence, she assured the house that people cannot be trusted to help
their fellow citizens while private charities are inadequate, which is
why the WS was created.
Patrick Nulty is an independent TD (member of the Irish Parliament)
having been booted out of the Labour Party for voting the wrong way, ie
too Leftist. As a traditional rabid Socialist, he quoted
unemployment statistics, said the rich should be taxed at 50%, wanted to
raid what's left of the country's pathetic national pension fund.
All money problems could, apparently, be solved by something called
“working together”.
He concluded with the usual litany of rights - to a house, a job, a
pension etc - without telling us who exactly has the corresponding duty
to provide and pay for these things.
Student Ciaran Garrett concluded the Proposition's case.
He pointed out that while the USA, with a lesser WS than Europe, ranked
high in philanthropy, it nevertheless exhibited the greatest inequality
in the industrialised world. Of course he neglected to mention
that those at the bottom don't stay there - most of them progress
upwards and are replaced by new immigrants - because that would spoil
his argument. He paraphrased President Obama's hilarious line
“you
didn't build that”
and applied it to the iPhone, but poor Steve Jobs is no longer around to
defend himself. And of course while advocating generous spending
he like the rest of his team uttered not a word of where the money is
supposed to come from.
Those in favour of the motion:
First up was student Fiachra Fallon Verbruggen, a
colourful young man half Irish half Flemish, who produced a couple of
cold cans of Coors to expound his impenetrable WS beeronomics theory,
while drinking his prop and accusing the Chairman of being a wannabe
pantomime dame. His basic message seemed to be that the State is
not your Mummy and Daddy and that the WS disincentivises work.
Then came the night's celebrity, Dr
Eamonn Butler, a
prolific economics author as well as co-founder and director of the
ultra-free-market-advocating Adam
Smith Institute. He told us he never lets his public speaking
last longer than his private love-making but then prattled on for ten
minutes (in your [wet] dreams, Eamonn!). He said that the
WS leads to an uncaring society as everyone then leaves the State to do
all the caring for the poor, the elderly, the infirm, the homeless, the
unfortunate. In fact, the WS in Britain vigorously competes with
and has effectively supplanted the private charities that proliferated
before its introduction. On top of that it is intrinsically
wasteful, inefficient and employs a scatter-gun approach. For
example even the Queen was/is entitled to child benefit, a state
pension, fuel allowance and a bus pass.
Jonathan Wyse was the second
“student”
speaker, though in fact he graduated two years ago and is now an evil
banker (boo, hiss). He reckoned the WS is
“a monster, a greedy grasping Leviathan which will not rest
until it has consumed all you have”,
which sounded pretty rational to me. As the final speaker
of the evening,
he then made fun of each of the Opposition speakers in turn, wittily
dismantling their various sacred cows. His two most perspicacious
observations were that Finland's utopian WS seemingly discriminates
against
“Finnish-speaking
Swedes”
(raised eyebrows from Prof Timonen) and that that Mr Nulty's desired 50%
tax rate was, simply,
“mental”.
I was the third speaker in favour of the motion, the fifth
overall. Here's what I said. It received a noisy response, yet
despite the 4:1 defeat a lot of students questioned me afterwards in light
of my scaremongering over their (never-to-be-achieved) State
pensions. I
told them to save money and make babies instead.
Mr President,
Members of the Council, Ladies and Gentlemen.
Thank you for
inviting me here tonight.
Otto von
Bismarck, the Iron Chancellor, was a humanitarian visionary – the
original Welfare Statist. 130 years ago he
invented the old age pension for septuagenarian Prussians at a time
when most died
in their 60s. In 1908 another chancellor, Britain’s Lloyd George,
introduced the UK’s first State pension, which included Ireland.
Who
can be opposed to providing an income for the old? What politician can
resist preening at such magnanimity?
Yet from
inception, the State pension contained two seeds of its own, slow,
inexorable, inevitable destruction. One seed was avoidable, the other
not.
The avoidable
seed was that both gentlemen considered it fitting that the current
generation should pay for the munificence suddenly heaped upon a
previous generation. This ensures that the demand (from the non-payers)
will be incessant and expanding, which means the current (ie paying)
generation must also be ever-expanding. It’s understandable that
politicians would want to skip deftly round the awkward step of first
requiring the receivers to build up a physical kitty, given that hefty
contributions would be required for a decade before any benefits could
be meted out. But to promise money that simply wasn’t there was
nevertheless pernicious. And, frankly, immoral.
The unavoidable
seed was what the military often call mission creep. An activity
begins, but then it expands, first slowly like the frog in a saucepan of
cold water on a low gas, then ever faster, and by the time the frog
realises his water is boiling he is cooked.
Over time
Bismarck’s retirement age dropped, in different countries, from 70 to 65
to 60, 55, 50, and indeed many Ministers in this country and elsewhere
pick up State pensions as soon as they are ejected from office
regardless of age.
Meanwhile of
course, life expectancy in Europe has soared from Bismarck’s 65 to
today’s
80, with retirement generally kicking in at
around 63. So on average, the number of years a pension is paid has
ballooned from -5 years under Bismark to +17 today.
And of course
then there is the size of the pension, which, in real
terms, creeps relentlessly, over time, in just one direction. Up.
Oh, and while
the cost of unfunded pensions goes stratospheric as these two seeds
blossom, there is a third seed that no-one anticipated. The huge crash
in birth rates to below replacement levels since the post-war
baby-boomer generation of 1945-64, means that there will be ever fewer
citizens – and I am talking to everyone here in this room – to pay the
ever-increasing pension bills.
Ireland’s
national
debt amounts to
€130 billion, but this does not include the Welfare
State’s unfunded liabilities – for pensions alone this exceeds
€200 billion**, putting all other debts in the shade. And all because
the Welfare State couldn’t be bothered to set up a pension fund and just
assumed there would always be some schlub to make the payments.
(Actually, Charlie McCreevy did set up a fund in 2001, but
by 2011 various raids had blown all but €5bn.) Well, there will never
be enough schlubs to pay €200 billion, so it is certain
that State pensions will collapse like Lehman Brothers.
**On 18 November
2012, journalist Marc Coleman
published €129bn as being Ireland's accrued public pension
liability, quoting the Comptroller & Auditor General in 2010. This
somewhat smaller figure does not, however, change my central
argument.
On 31 December 2012, the Irish Times
wrote
“the Comptroller and Auditor General has estimated
the cost of meeting pension payments to retired public service staff
over the coming 60 years could be about €116 billion”,
which is unfunded because it has to come from future tax revenues.
The amount required for State old age pensions is additional to
this.
On 7th January 2013, the Irish Times
wrote
“The shortfall in the social insurance fund – used to
pay State pension and other welfare payments – reached €1.5 billion
in 2011. And the deficit is set to rise in the years ahead. Without
policy changes, the accumulated deficits, estimates indicate, could
in current money terms reach €324 billion by 2066.”
You are
young; so you will be among the victims. You can be sure there will be
no State pension awaiting you in your sixties. You will be destitute
unless you make your own provision for old age throughout your working
lives. Yet still the Welfare State will force you to fund through your
taxes the unfunded pensions of the retired baby-boomers.
Doesn’t that alone make you sick of the Welfare State?
The remainder of the Welfare State is vast, so I’m going to address only
health, as a kind of sickness proxy for the rest.
Unlike pensions, current health liabilities are funded mainly by current
taxation, but health too faces an insoluble funding dilemma, on four
fronts.
1 - When people don’t pay for their care, demand grows
relentlessly.
2 - Ever-increasing longevity adds to the demand.
3 - Technology makes ever more sophisticated – and
expensive – drugs and treatments available. Where fifty years ago
someone with a bad knee would be delighted to be sent away with a
free walking stick, today he demands a knee-replacement.
4 - States always run businesses – including hospitals
– inefficiently and expensively because their incentives necessarily
focus on politics and staff, rather than on customers, profits and
competition.
So health costs, like pensions, also increase exponentially.
In Ireland, typical of the Western world, they’ve gone up
from €8 to €14 billion over just the past decade, snaffling more
than 7% of GDP.
This and the
rest of the Welfare State therefore demand ever-expanding – and
ultimately unsustainable – taxes, which in turn squeeze investment money
from the private sector of the economy. Since the private sector is the
only creator**
of the nation’s wealth and thus taxes, citizens end up with fewer job
opportunities – and thus poorer – than they otherwise would.
** Note:
Patrick Nulty later claimed in his own speech that state-owned
businesses, such as the Electricity Supply Board, also create
wealth. To a degree this is true, but they do so only with
taxpayers' money and they always create much less wealth and indeed
frequently make losses than if privatised, and for the usual reason
- the predominant incentives are as mentioned politics and staff
welfare. In effect, therefore, state-owned businesses also
destroy wealth. Aer Lingus before privatisation is a good
example.
And that is
not to talk about the insidious effect on the human spirit and
creativity of providing cradle-to-grave Welfare. For as the State’s
role in our lives grows, so the autonomy of the individual citizen
shrinks as we get addicted to the idea that the State is there to step
in, tell us what to do, and solve all our problems so we don’t have to.
Doesn’t that alone make you sick of the Welfare State?
But there is
a better way!
Sir John Cowperthwaite, one of my personal heroes, whose name may
not spring to everyone’s lips, became Hong Kong’s Financial Secretary in
1961. A tiny, far-flung, impoverished British colony almost devoid of
natural resources and land, recovering from brutal Japanese wartime
occupation, Hong Kong was also beset by hundreds of thousands of
penniless refugees fleeing Mao Tse Tung’s murderous China. I remember;
I was raised in Hong Kong.
But
Cowperthwaite invented a revolutionary economic policy, which elevated
Hong Kong in scarcely a decade into an industrial powerhouse with jobs
for everyone, richer per capita than even the mother country, and proved
an inspiration for both Margaret Thatcher and Ronald Reagan, though
neither had the courage to implement it properly.
And what was
his policy? … TO DO NOTHING!
NADA! To get the hell out of the way of
private individuals and businesses
and allow them to build the economy.
So successful
was this, that huge revenues derived from his derisory 15% flat tax. So
he was able to build massive blocks of rudimentary apartments to rehouse
the refugees from their squalid hillside squatter camps, to a degree of
comfort and security that was beyond their wildest dreams.
As for
medical care, people made their own private arrangements, yet no needy
person was turned away from the government hospitals and dental
clinics.
Rudimentary
schools with huge classes appeared, yet standards were undoubtedly high
as I discovered when I studied engineering at Hong Kong University and
could scarcely keep up with my Chinese colleagues.
Cowperthwaite
famously averred that
“the
decisions of individual businessmen in a free economy, even when
mistaken, are less harmful than those of a government, and certainly the
harm will be counteracted faster.”
Now that’s the kind of low-taxing low-spending
Welfare State that does not make me sick.
That does
not impose massive costs on citizens.
That
fosters the conditions for economic growth for all.
That
provides hope for the future, based purely on
individual self-reliance, energy and honour, without impediments
imposed by the State.
Yet provides a minimum safety net
for those in genuine need.
The more the modern, Western Welfare State can be dismantled and
spending slashed, the more you young people just starting out, will have
a modicum of hope for your futures. Remember that Ireland’s
debt-repayments plus unfunded pensions will be coming out of your
pockets more than anyone else’s.
So before you get sick, Ladies and Gentlemen, I urge you to support the
motion about being sick.
At the end of the speeches and prior to calling for the
voice-vote (as mentioned, the Nayes prevailed), Chairman Robson
explained that as an RTE employee he was statutorily forbidden to
comment on political issues, on pain of a twenty guinea fine plus five
years in jail (or possibly the hangman's noose). Therefore he
rounded off the meeting by making jokes about each speaker, in a vain
attempt of offending each of us equally. He was particularly
obsessed by Dr Butler's Italian suppositories innuendos
of a sexual nature, as indeed were we all.
The evening ended agreeably with copious points of Guinness,
in honour of Guinness's newly invented and entirely spurious
Arthurs Day. (Indeed the whole of Dublin and other Irish cities
seem to have gone mad that night, judging by the alcohol-fuelled patronage
of young people at the hospital A&E departments.)
As for my other three appearances at The Phil, this is how I
reported on them.
The Daily Mail blames Welfare State payments for
incentivising a non-working foul father on permanent dole, Mick Philpott,
to burn down his own (council) house with six of his children inside,
all of whom died.
Guido Fawkes
agrees:
“The
more children you can’t support, the more cash you are paid.”
Security walls keep out bad guys in Europe, Saudi Arabia, Morocco.
So why do people consider only Israel's, which keeps out suicide-bombers,
to be an
“apartheid”
wall?
We all hear incessantly about the so-called
“apartheid wall”
that Israel has built, and is still extending, between it and the West Bank,
even though for 95% of its length it is a fence not a wall and even though
suicide and other attacks decreased 95% after it was built. Israel's
purpose is to protect itself against such attacks, and yes in parts it
wanders outside Israel's 1967 demarcation line (which has never been a recognized
international border) and into disputed territory (which has never been
“Palestinian territory” because Palestinian leaders
repeatedly refuse a Palestinian state, most recently in 2000).
Nevertheless, the wall
is a manifesto of Israel's policy of apartheid, colonialism, occupation,
aggression, and general nastiness towards innocent Palestinian civilians.
So how come we don't hear about the
walls in:
India: Has a barrier along its
line-of-control with Pakistan stretching a thousand kilometers.
80% of the barrier is on disputed land.
Saudi Arabia: Unilaterally began
construction of a 1,800 km barrier on disputed land after confrontation
with Yemeni soldiers and tribesmen. It is also building an 800 km
barrier to protect itself from Iraq.
Morocco: Built a barrier in the 1980s
against Algerian infiltration in the disputed territory of Western
Sahara. The barrier stretches 2,700 kilometres.
Turkey: Annexed the province of Hatay,
populated by Turkish. Syria claims the province, showing Hatay as part
of Syria on their maps. In the 80s and 90s Syria supported the Kurdistan
Workers Party in their campaign of terror for a Kurdish state in Turkey.
Turkey fortified their frontier, constructing a high fence the length of
the border and laying over 500 miles of minefields.
Cyprus: At the same time the UN was
condemning Israel's security barrier, the UN itself was constructing a
barrier in Cyprus in order to preserve peace and security.
Northern Ireland: In 1994 there were
15 barriers; a decade later there were 37 barriers.
Germany: In 2007, a twelve kilometre
500-tonne steel
fence was constructed for €12m around the the site of a G8 summit in Heiligendamm,
incorporating a solid steel underground to prevent tunnelling.
Spain: An armed double fence
completely encircles Ceuta, a city on the south coast of the
Mediterranean, which belongs to Spain but is surrounded by Morocco (much
as Gibraltar is surrounded by Spain). Its stated purpose is to
stop illegal immigration (into Spain and hence the EU) and smuggling.
Now have any of you heard the term
Apartheid being applied to India, Saudi Arabia, Morocco, Turkey, Cyprus,
Germany, Northern Ireland or Spain, for erecting a barrier, just like
Israel, for the purpose of security? I thought not.
Hattip: I lifted these facts
from
David Newmark and from
Barry Williams on Facebook, and embellished and illustrated them
with my own research. I have reproduced the story here for non-Facebookers
and because it is just too valuable to get lost.
Quote
(14 July):
“If you've got a business, you didn't build that. Somebody else
made that happen.”
US one-term president Barack Obama
shares wisdom
gleaned in the left-wing lounges of America's academia
Manifesto of a
Manager - 14th July 2012 (tenth
anniversary)
Alternative Permalink:
http://tinyurl.ie/manifesto
The duty of a
manager is to support those who work under him/her,
while getting out of the way and letting them get on with it.
Managers should be measured by the success or otherwise of their
subordinates.
When working overseas as a senior manager of a large
department in a major multinational company,
I developed certain beliefs and a particular management style. I shared
these regularly with my staff, did my best to adhere to them and found
them to help me become effective. They were in essence a kind of
manifesto.
When I say they were effective, I mean that my
staff would deliver the goods - so that I wouldn't have to. And
the credit rightly went to them.
The manifesto was divided into three elements,
1 Objectives and
Roles,
2 Carrots and
Sticks and
3 Trust,
Others might find this
helpful.
1 Objectives and
Roles
Support of staff is paramount to a successful
enterprise
me of my staff, you of yours
We must together set and agree objectives that are :
focused on satisfying customers
measurable wherever possible
My role in adding value is to
agree objectives with you
provide resources (people, training, money)
handle external communications,
ie keep the wider organization off your backs (though I don't mean your customers)
provide help where you need/ask for it
get out of the way
leave you free to pursue agreed objectives
Your role in adding value is to
agree objectives with me and with your customers
deliver agreed objectives
inform me as well as your customers of progress
and issues
tell me where I can help
A couple of clarifications
While my job is to give you as free a hand as
possible, you must tell me of any things you judge to
be
“issues” in a timely and honest manner so I am able to
take any appropriate action and to avoid management by surprise
After agreeing something (ie what is to be done
and by when), I don't expect to have to chase it up
2 Carrots and Sticks
In trying to get
things done, I strongly believe in the efficacy of carrots and the
counter-productiveness of sticks ...
Carrots denote an expectation of success, of
winning,
and personally I want and expect to be surrounded
by
winners and to be a part of those wins
People respond so much better to positive signals
:
these engender far more enthusiasm, effort, initiative,
hard work,
job satisfaction and fun
Sticks denote an expectation of failure.
But if
I am expecting failure, surely I should take some firm steps
to
change that, or else something is seriously wrong.
Sticks and threats make people fearful (that is
their purpose),
sullen, risk-averse and minimalistic.
Sticks
indicate a lack of trust which in turn engenders
reciprocal
mistrust.
Mistakes and bad work
Mistakes are OK.
They are a necessary
ingredient to learning and improving.
Zero failures means that we are not trying hard
enough to improve
and to be innovative.
They mean that we are
cautious and costly.
The one imperative about mistakes is that we must
learn from them,
to use them as a vehicle for progression and
further efficiency.
Mistakes do not represent bad work
unless we fail
to draw the lessons from them.
Nobody works badly on
purpose. Bad work comes only from
inadequate training
demoralisation/attitude
unsuitability for the task
all of which can be addressed by me (and by
you)
We must ensure that the human key fits
the business-requirement lock.
Note: In the very rare event that bad work
is deliberate, in other words a staff-member is purposefully
sabotaging the operation (and perhaps endangering life), this
becomes a criminal matter to be referred to the civic authorities.
3 Trust
As your manager, I have to
and will TRUST you
Otherwise it means you are in my view wrong for
the job
If you are wrong for the job, I must re-train,
re-deploy or release you
Mistrusting you will certainly not solve the
problem
I ask you to :
trust me as I trust you
be open and honest with me as I will be with you
I am totally on
your side (which is that or our joint employer) and have no hidden
agenda
Alternative Permalink:
http://tinyurl.ie/manifesto
The Jews or Israel are no ethnic cleansers.
Rather, hundreds of thousands of them are ethnic cleansees from Arab
regimes.
The
letter
below appeared in the Irish
Examiner on 12th July, and encapsulates so clearly the origins of the
Palestinian
“refugees”
that I have transcribed it to this blog. This is not only to share
it with people who might not read the Irish Examiner, but also in order that I
can easily find it again at will whenever the question has to be answered,
as it arises so often. I would like to think that the author,
Dermot Meleady, is an Irish Gentile rather than an Israeli or a Jew.
To: The Letters Editor,
Irish Examiner
The accusation that the
state of Israel was founded on the ethnic cleansing of Palestinian
Arabs is thrown about with great abandon, most recently in letters
from two of your correspondents,
Charles Murphy and
Kevin Squires**
(10th July 2012), despite there being little historical evidence to
substantiate it. [**Note: Kevin Squires is from the
Ireland Palestine
Solidarity Campaign]
The displacement of
650,000-700,000 Arabs took place, according to the best historical
sources, in four stages.
In the first,
the UN General Assembly resolution of Nov 1947 to divide Palestine
into a Jewish and an Arab state was immediately followed by an
upsurge of Arab violence against Jews accompanied by Jewish
self-defence and retaliation. In this phase, which lasted until late
Mar 1948, the Arab upper and middle classes, numbering about 75,000,
fled the country to avoid the violence.
In the second
phase, lasting from Apr to Jun 1948, the Jewish armed forces began
to win the upper hand over the Arab irregulars and, from May 15
onwards, had to face also the invading armies of five Arab
neighbours. About 300,000 of the Arab population fled due to fear
and at the urging of the Arab regimes’ radio stations. None were
expelled by Jewish forces in either of these phases, nor was there
any Zionist policy aimed at doing so.
The third
phase took place during the fighting of Jul 1948. About 100,000 of
the Arab population fled, of whom about 50,000 were expelled by
Israeli forces for military reasons from towns along the fiercely
contested Tel Aviv-Jerusalem road. Yet no general expulsion
directive was given, and the Israeli military was ordered to treat
the Arab population with dignity.
The fourth phase involved the flight of another 200,000 Arabs
during the fighting of Oct-Nov 1948, of whom a minority were
expelled, the rest as before fleeing to avoid the violence. Large
numbers of Arabs stayed on.
The real ethnic cleansing
was that of the Jewish civilians driven out of east Jerusalem, where
there had been a Jewish majority as far back as 1863. That is not
even to mention the 900,000 Jews forced to leave the Arab states
from 1948.
Why are Western media virtually ignoring the
exemplary courage
of Chinese airline passengers and crew
who attacked and overcame Islamist hijackers of their flight,
in an echo of Flight 93 on Nine-Eleven?
“Let's Roll!”
Who can forget those courageous
words of Todd Beamer as he prepared to die a terrible, violent death,
while leading strangers to unflinchingly face the same fate, as they all
did what they knew was right?
Todd Beamer, an unassuming family
man with a pregnant wife at home, was on a business trip flying on
United Airlines Flight 93 from Newark New Jersey to San Francisco on the
morning of 11th September 2001, when destiny struck. Four
indescribably depraved Muslim males attempted to hijack the plane, with
the intention of crashing it into the White House, as the World Trade
Centre and the Pentagon were similarly attacked that sunny morning, all
in the name of a mythical malign character they called Allah.
But Mr Beamer was having none of
it. He rallied fellow passengers, including
Mark Bingham and Tom Burnett, all of them
strangers to each other, to fight back. They had heard about the
World Trade Centre and knew what was going on. Self-reliant to the
end, on Mr Beamer's command of
“Let's Roll!”,
they rose up and assailed the hijackers. We will never know the
detail of what transpired, but the end result was that the hijackers'
mission was aborted. The plane crashed-landed in a field in
Pennsylvania, killing everyone on board. The heroism of Mr Beamer
and his colleagues had successfully thwarted the mission.
This story is well known, but at
each retelling one marvels again at the manly virtues of those
individuals.
Yet how many have heard of the
Chinese Todd Beamers,
Mark Binghams, Tom Burnetts? For
example:
Turhong Ruzniaz, a 34-year-old off-duty police
officer
The air hostess (so far unnamed)
Liu Huijin, deputy director of the Xinjiang
Grain Bureau
Fu Huacheng, an education official
Lu Maopeng, another off-duty police officer
If you are following the Western
media, you would find it hard to know that in early July six
indescribably depraved Muslim males armed with steel bars and
conflagration materials attempted to
hijack Tianjin Airlines Flight GS7554 flying north from Hotan (“A”)
to Urumqui (“B”),
in China's northwest.
As the hijackers, all Uighurs
aged 26-30 years, attempted to storm the cockpit ten minutes after
take-off, the above passengers and others rose up, attacked them with
their fists and managed to overpower them. It was an air hostess
who spotted that the hijackers' walking sticks were in fact offensive
steel bars (reminiscent of
“The Day of the Jackal”), and she too counterattacked. The aircraft returned to Hotan where the hijackers were apprehended. A couple of them were
badly injured, so were a number of the valiant passengers who resisted
them.
I picked this story up as the
very last news item (p 21, paywall) in the Sunday Times of 8th July.
I have not seen much of it elsewhere in the Western media - a couple of
desultory
mentions by the BBC and that seems to be more or less it.
Other than that the Chinese anti-hijackers lived to tell
the tale, I cannot see what in essence is the difference between their
“Let's Roll!”behaviour and that of Todd Beamer and his colleagues.
Is there a reluctance to admit that Chinese can be just
as heroic and self-sacrificing as white men?
A historical
suggestion for a wedding gift for the blushing bride
Let me share an interesting little
dental anecdote that will appear in the second edition of the
memoirs of
my 97-year-old father Walter, a retired but still spry dental surgeon, ex-RAF.
It concerns what was a century ago a not uncommon dental
practice within the UK (and probably elsewhere). It had however
largely ceased by the time he had qualified in London in 1937. As such it
applied more to the generations of his parents, grandparents and their
forebears than to his.
In those halcyon bygone days it was not
unusual for people to go to the dentist to have all their teeth removed
at one time. Several might already have been lost, and others be badly
decayed, but it inevitably involved the removal of healthy teeth as
well. The belief was that all the teeth would eventually go rotten
anyway, involving pain and cost, so you might as well get rid of them
all in one go. It was nevertheless a step which, in an era of limited
(and costly) anaesthesia, required considerable personal courage and
left the unfortunate patient with a mouth bleeding heavily from both
jaws.
He or she would leave the surgery with a towel or other cloth
clutched to the mouth and stagger home to sit out the pain and the blood. Afterwards,
rudimentary dentures might or might not be inserted, with perhaps ivory
teeth in a “palate” carved from wood. Alternatively, the patient
would spend the rest of his or her life restricted to soft food and
thick broths, unable
to chew properly.
One of the most extraordinary aspects
of this practice related to new brides.
Often the young woman’s father
would, as a wedding present no less, pay to have all her (remaining)
teeth extracted before the ceremony, so that her new husband would never
be burdened with dental bills. Again, the girl’s fortitude in facing up
to such a horror can scarcely be imagined; yet it was considered to be
an act of generosity on the part of her father. It was rarely
heard that the
groom would go through a similar ordeal; moreover the toothlessness of his
new bride as she sashayed down the aisle with a bright gummy smile did not seem
to deter him.
My dad comments that he was very glad
never to have been never asked to carry out such unnecessary butchery.
Nevertheless, we should not let these treasured old
customs just die away; they are part of our rich cultural heritage. So girls, when your big day approaches, why
don't you surprise your family and friends by adding total tooth removal to your wedding
gift list? Or perhaps drop a hint to the old man. I am sure
your gallant fiancé will be delighted with his lifetime avoidance of
extortionate dental bills. And soup after all is such a tasty and
nutritious lifetime diet.
Constitutional convention[P!] Letter published in the Irish Times With the ignominious
repeal only last month of Canada’s so-called “Section
13”, its notorious censorship and hate-speech statute which
provided for secret courts lacking proper rules of evidence while
administering pernicious life-time punishments ...
Jews and Palestinians in
Israel Letter to the Irish Examiner If Charles Murphy wants to go back in history
to before the creation of Israel in 1948 to support his questioning of
the Jews right to be there, he should be more complete. Jews have lived
there continuously for more than 3,000 years. The Jews got it (via UN
Mandate) from the British in 1948,
A warning to Israel Online comment to an editorial in The Irish Times
Ooooh! The EU is getting tetchy. Here are another couple of
ideas. Ask the Palestinians why they have refused their own state
every time they have been offered it - in 1937, 1948, 1967, 2000 ... That's
the ONLY reason there is no such thing as
“Palestinian land”.
Secondly ...
About time Dev Óg was put in his place: Silence is golden[P!] Letter published in the Sunday Times
I am shocked.
Not content with silencing five priests, the Catholic church has now
silenced Father Éamon Ó Cuív for daring to speak out against the sacred
Fiscal treaty. Should he violate his pledge of silence, Bishop Micheál
Martin will throw him out of the Church. Oh wait, ...
Talking Property Online comment to an Irish Times column
talking talk up property prices. Effectively, only people with cash are able to buy. Who are they?
Generally older people with life savings. What do they
buy? Generally smaller properties into which they will retire. And then they
...
Cardinal
Brady and Child Rape Sarcastic letter to the Irish Times (unpublished) Let's see if I've got this straight. A man becomes aware, in the 1970s, of a vile child
molester. Yet he fails to tell the police or take any action that might put
a stop to the molester's depraved activities and even tells the child-victim
to remain silent. So consequently the molester continues child-raping with
impunity for years. That man today holds a senior position of authority ...
Demand for
same-sex marriage Letter to the Irish Times (unpublished)
Tom McElligott blithely asserts that “there is now
a body of evidence comparing straight and gay parenting and the results are
negligible in terms of psychological and material wellbeing”. Such an extraordinary and counter-intuitive statement should
not be allowed stand without providing links to such evidence, which I
challenge him to furnish ...
Parents'
wishes count on denominational schools Online comment to an Irish Times column,
however the comment was censored into oblivion “All necessary information should be disseminated by the
department ... Other parties, particularly those with vested interests,
should not be encouraged to circulate parents and other members of the
community.” As if this Report of the Forum of Patronage and Pluralism
did not itself reek of “vested interests”! Anti-Catholic,
pro-atheist, pro-multiculturalism vested interests
...
Why people avoided
paying household charge Online comment
on an Irish Times column by a
doctoral law student and a law professor
Stop calling it
“avoidance”which
is perfectly sensible, widespread and wholly lawful. Non payment of the
household charge is tax evasion, pure and simple, which is a criminal
offence. If author Dan Hayen doesn't know the difference between
...
“The Lemon Tree”, by Sandy
Tol (2006),
is a delightful novel-style history of modern Israel and Palestine told
through the eyes of a thoughtful protagonist from either side, with a
household lemon tree as their unifying theme.
But it's not
entirely honest in its subtle pro-Palestinian bias, and therefore needs
to be read in conjunction with an antidote, such as
This examines events which led to BP's 2010 Macondo blowout in
the Gulf of Mexico.
BP's ambitious CEO John Browne expanded it through adventurous
acquisitions, aggressive offshore exploration, and relentless
cost-reduction that trumped everything else, even safety and long-term
technical sustainability.
Thus mistakes accumulated, leading to terrifying and deadly accidents in
refineries, pipelines and offshore operations, and business disaster in
Russia.
The Macondo blowout was but an inevitable outcome of a BP culture that
had become poisonous and incompetent.
However the book is gravely compromised by a
litany of over 40 technical and stupid
errors that display the author's ignorance and
carelessness.
It would be better
to wait for the second (properly edited) edition before buying.
As for BP, only a
wholesale rebuilding of a new, professional, ethical culture will
prevent further such tragedies and the eventual destruction of a once
mighty corporation with a long and generally honourable history.
This is
nonagenarian Alistair Urquhart’sincredible story of survival in the Far
East during World War II.
After recounting a
childhood of convention and simple pleasures in working-class Aberdeen,
Mr Urquhart is conscripted within days of Chamberlain declaring war on
Germany in 1939.
From then until the
Japanese are deservedly nuked into surrendering six years later, Mr
Urquhart’s tale is one of first discomfort but then following the fall
of Singapore of ever-increasing, unmitigated horror.
After a wretched
journey Eastward, he finds himself part of Singapore’s big but useless
garrison.
Taken prisoner when Singapore falls in
1941, he is, successively,
part of a death march to Thailand,
a slave labourer on the Siam/Burma
railway (one man died for every sleeper laid),
regularly beaten and tortured,
racked by starvation, gaping ulcers
and disease including cholera,
a slave labourer stevedoring at
Singapore’s docks,
shipped to Japan in a stinking,
closed, airless hold with 900 other sick and dying men,
torpedoed by the Americans and left
drifting alone for five days before being picked up,
a slave-labourer in Nagasaki until
blessed liberation thanks to the Americans’ “Fat Boy” atomic
bomb.
Chronically ill,
distraught and traumatised on return to Aberdeen yet disdained by the
British Army, he slowly reconstructs a life. Only in his late 80s
is he able finally to recount his dreadful experiences in this
unputdownable book.
There are very few
first-person eye-witness accounts of the the horrors of Japanese
brutality during WW2. As such this book is an invaluable historical
document.
+++++
“Culture of Corruption:
Obama and His Team of Tax Cheats, Crooks, and Cronies”
This is a rattling good tale of the web
of corruption within which the American president and his cronies
operate. It's written by blogger Michele Malkin who, because she's both
a woman and half-Asian, is curiously immune to the charges of racism and
sexism this book would provoke if written by a typical Republican WASP.
With 75 page of notes to back up - in
best blogger tradition - every shocking and in most cases money-grubbing
allegation, she excoriates one Obama crony after another, starting with
the incumbent himself and his equally tricky wife.
Joe Biden, Rahm Emmanuel, Valerie Jarett,
Tim Geithner, Lawrence Summers, Steven Rattner, both Clintons, Chris
Dodd: they all star as crooks in this venomous but credible book.
ACORN, Mr Obama's favourite community
organising outfit, is also exposed for the crooked vote-rigging machine
it is.
+++++
This much trumpeted sequel to
Freakonomics is a bit of disappointment.
It is really just
a collation of amusing
little tales about surprising human (and occasionally animal) behaviour
and situations. For example:
Drunk walking kills more people per
kilometer than drunk driving.
People aren't really altruistic -
they always expect a return of some sort for good deeds.
Child seats are a waste of money as
they are no safer for children than adult seatbelts.
Though doctors have known for
centuries they must wash their hands to avoid spreading infection,
they still often fail to do so.
Monkeys can be taught to use washers
as cash to buy tit-bits - and even sex.
The book has no real
message other than don't be surprised how humans sometimes behave and
try to look for simple rather than complex solutions.
And with a final
anecdote (monkeys, cash and sex), the book suddenly just stops dead in
its tracks. Weird.
++++++
A remarkable, coherent attempt by Financial Times economist Alan Beattie
to understand and explain world history through the prism of economics.
It's chapters are
organised around provocative questions such as
Why does asparagus come from Peru?
Why are pandas so useless?
Why are oil and diamonds more trouble
than they are worth?
Why doesn't Africa grow cocaine?
It's central thesis
is that economic development continues to be impeded in different
countries for different historical reasons, even when the original
rationale for those impediments no longer obtains. For instance:
Argentina protects its now largely
foreign landowners (eg George Soros)
Russia its military-owned
businesses, such as counterfeit DVDs
The US its cotton industry
comprising only 1% of GDP and 2% of its workforce
The author writes
in a very chatty, light-hearted matter which makes the book easy to
digest.
However it would
benefit from a few charts to illustrate some of the many quantitative
points put forward, as well as sub-chaptering every few pages to provide
natural break-points for the reader.
+++++
This is a thrilling book of derring-do behind enemy lines in the jungles
of north-east Burma in 1942-44 during the Japanese occupation.
The author was
a member of Britain's V Force, a forerunner of the SAS. Its remit was to
harass Japanese lines of
command, patrol their occupied territory, carryout sabotage and provide
intelligence, with the overall objective of keeping the enemy out of
India.
Irwin
is admirably yet brutally frank, in his
descriptions of deathly battles with the Japs, his execution of a
prisoner, dodging falling bags of rice dropped by the RAF, or collapsing
in floods of tears through accumulated stress, fear and loneliness.
He also provides some fascinating insights into the mentality of
Japanese soldiery and why it failed against the flexibility and devolved
authority of the British.
The book amounts to
a very human and exhilarating tale.
Oh, and Irwin
describes the death in 1943 of his colleague my uncle, Major PF
Brennan.