Walsingham

Tell me kid, you ever dance with a velociraptor by the pale moonlight?

Just about the best movie ever, my all-time favorite. Travis Bickle is based on a real example, teh guy who wanted to assassinate Nixon. Except the poor chump was completely rubbish.

I'd disagree. The Sovs captured Afghanistan using a wealth of special forecs and other shenanigans within 72 hrs. The Russo-Finnish war was fought conventionally for many weeks. Viz the Karelian peninsula fighting. It was only further north that you had hit and run strikes. Moreover you had compelte encirclement of Russian forces to the point where they died fighting.

So, what you're basically saying is that some old biddy/drugged up stoner thought he saw a guy with a gun, panicked, and the cops arrested some guy at random?

Pr0n is certainly going to be well received. But also just writing about lots of the little things. Who's repainting their house, what the weather has been like, it all allows you to escape back home and away from your troubles. Music is also a massive lifesaver, as well as comedy. If the situation gets really dire send him something completely and utterly pointless, like a hawaiin shirt, christmas lights, or a junior lieutenant.

Not really safe for the forums, gentlemen.

We have women doing combat roles in the Army. If they can do that, which is substantially more physical, then they can do SWAT. The question of different standards is moot. We have different standrads for different ages, for example. Tough jobs need to be smart about who they recruit not just exacting. The real question about SWAT is the ridiculous increase in the number of SWAT units in the USA over the last few years. Even one horse towns now have a SWAT team. I've heard cops themselves saying that in small departments it is divisive, and skews the culture of policing towards violence.

I thought heaven came after death.

You mean like "Be wary of lending anything to winkles. They can be a little shellfish." ?

I've been struck by manners a couple of times today, and in recent weeks. What set me thinking was the fact that my local takeaways started giving me free stuff when I pop in. i don't pop in regularly, so the only other thing which occurred to me was it must be because I'm polite. I may stagger in sideways on occasion, but I say please and thank you. Today I was on a packed train, and noticed a teenage girl with her feet up on the seat next to her while a good dozen people were standing. Being English no-one said anything, but a scorching amount of glacing and eyebrow adjusting semaphored around the message that this girl was clearly the kind of thing one should hang from a lamp-post upside down. Which got me thinking that this individual who was clearly image conscious was oblivious to the fact that everyone thought she was a Camden flat.* In the same journey the train emptied slightly and I took a seat, but at the next stop many people got on. After a minute or so I noticed, and rising, offered my seat to a lady who was standing. The lady declined, but this provoked an outburst of 'well done's from all and sundry, and 'where are you from? Ah you see, good lad's. Then of course there was the incident with the woman crying for help. I deduce from this three things 1. It is immensely satisfying to display good manners. Apart from anything else it gets you free food. 2. Women should sharpen up their manners. Equality means you have to assist those genuinely weaker than you, like th eldery or infirm. 3. If there IS a general decline in good manners it only makes it more sensible to use them. Thoughts? Stories? *Rhyming slang. I may have just invented it.

Sounds like you're helping. Good man. EDIT: thought of a slogan/motto today - Everyone stumbles. Not everyone has to fall. (By which I mean reach out a steadying hand once in a while.)

It doesn't happen until three minutes after the fuse is lit when i'm looking right down on it? Also, in spite of the anticipatory buzz, most of the time it's a disappointment. Gorth's point I'd amend slightly. That isyour consciousness is capable of suppressing the multifarious competing demands of the hardware, like hunger and rest, but it only has a finite capacity to do so. Thus finding a drive no longer has to be suppressed is pleasurable. However, because we're talking about competing drives, this definition explains why people are not happy when they're rich. You never run out of things you need to suppress.

Oh man, now I have to cook lunch.

I don't see the connection between consciousness and killer whales.

Nonsense! Why that's just ...huh? That noise at window! Wurrr-oooooo Wurrooo! Aaaaaagh!

Aren't they also a prime source of anti-Fox propaganda?

Consciousness is to the human brain what the explosion is to the firework.

I think i've broken some kind of personal record, as I now have more than 10 books on the go at once. There's three open in each bathroom!

Peaches - **** the pain away. The woman is obsessed by sex, but you can't get the tunes out of your head.

Fixed.

Interesting little film: http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/2008/03/g...illa-filmm.html I don't pretend this isn't a highly biased selling of the anti-Fox message, but Fox probably do need a kick in the pants. I know that if any of the comments highlighted would provoke a storm if aired on the BBC.

Yes. I too desire secret trading info.

*piteous wailing*

I didn't take the picture, unless you mean take from Google. Actually the more I see it the more sinsiter its expression becomes.