Sunday, 27 August 2017

Temps perdu

December 1982.

The week after Christmas and the last week of the holidays before the new school year. I am 15 and the results of the lower-school examinations have been released. All third formers head to school to pick up their result slips. The hill where the school lies is deserted out of term, everything seems out of sorts and this is increased by not being in uniform. I meet some classmates and we wait to receive our results at the school office. I find I have done quite well, and queue at the call phone (the only one in school) to call home with the good news. I stay on with a few friends to have lunch and roam the city. We end up in a record shop and I use my Christmas money to buy Led Zeppelin II ($16.20 after a 10% discount). We then head back to school to play football. My elder brother shows up with a friend.

Back home I put LZII on. I'm already familiar with WLL, Heartbreaker, LLM, Ramble On, Moby Dick and BIOH from pirated compilations but hearing "What Is..." and "The Lemon Song" for the first time blew me away. I can still remember the chills on hearing "What Is..." with its super-crisp mix and sibilant cymbals. Good times, when Papa was still alive and hearty. Where the hell does the time go?

Saturday, 19 August 2017

An ass to die for

"Local authorities are also trying to find if there were other people, who "admired" or "approached" the donkey, in order to avoid the risk of spreading rabies in the locality."

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Tremble and Obey

Silly Chinese, not realising they were in a totalitarian police state.

Saturday, 5 August 2017


Found in my junk mail folder.

My name is Rajwa Jbeily Daoud, 59 years old single lady with no kids, because i have not been married before.
I'm from Homs Syria but i live in Aleppo Syria. I retired recently as a branch bank manager from Byblos Bank Aleppo, Syria.
Please dear, there is something very important i will like to discuss with you if you don't mind.
I will tell you the detail of the discussion and give you my credentials once i receive your humble reply.

Thanks and may Allah bless you.
Miss Rajwa Jbeily.

What do they take me for that I would be tempted by a middle-aged Syrian spinster?


From a Malaysian newspaper.

According to the Mufti of the state of Perlis, Muslim men are permitted to, direct quote "lick their wife's vaginas but not to the extent of swallowing any feces".

This is in response to an earlier pronouncement from the Mufti of Perak that oral sex is strictly forbidden in Islam. I guess one could call the Perlis mufti a liberal.

So Muslim carpet-munching is somewhat like dealing with the Mafia, one slip of the tongue and you're in deep shit. A profoundly depressing aspect in observing contemporary Muslim societies is the automatic submissiveness* of the masses to religious authority and their desire to comply with the minutest hair-splitting religious directive. I was startled in my teens to see that the Malay language sections of bookshops were dominated by religious books proffering guidance for the most mundane day-to-day situations. This hasn't changed in thirty years.

They are not like us.

*not a coincidence that islam means submission.