Friday, 30 May 2008

Real Coppering by Real Coppers?



The Celtic Sage is not the only one dismayed at the forces of Law and Order having lost their direction and is seemingly not the only one railing against closed police stations, call centre prioritisation and policing driven by political correctness and central targets. The middle classes have lost confidence in the police, a stark report has warned. They fear they have been alienated by a service which routinely targets ordinary people rather than serious criminals, simply to fill Government crime quotas. The attitude of some officers has also led to spiralling complaints about neglect of duty and rudeness. The report from the Civitas think-tank says incidents which would once have been ignored are now treated as crimes - including a case of children chalking a pavement.

Its author, journalist Harriet Sergeant, says she was also told of a student being arrested, held for five hours and cautioned for keeping a London Underground lift door open with his foot. The report warns that a generation of young people - the police's favourite soft targets - are being criminalised, putting their future prospects at risk. Some offences being prosecuted are now so minor that senior officers have even begun talks with the U.S. authorities to prevent such a "criminal record" stopping decent citizens obtaining a visa to cross the Atlantic.

One member of the public gave a telling comment;

"I live in an area of central London which the police have effectively abandoned, and despite being a high crime area, we have no CCTV on any of our streets and no community police. When I was the victim of crime, the police told me to move house. As if life is that simple. When I have attempted to report crimes they have told me to phone the council or passed the buck in some other way. However, I have a criminal record due to some extremely petty law enforcement which they were very happy to jump on and resulted in a punishment that far exceeded the crime and has limited my whole life from a work and travel perspective."


Harriet Sergeant

Meanwhile responses to crimes such as burglary are slow and statements given by victims of serious crime are often left lying idle for months, the report warns. An apparent emphasis on motoring crimes is another negative factor. Miss Sergeant warns: “The loss of public confidence is a serious matter. The police cannot police without the backing of society. Without trust and consensus it is very difficult and costly to maintain law and order.”

Her report says: “Complaints against the police have risen, with much of the increase coming from law-abiding, middle-class, middle-aged and retired people who no longer feel the police are on their side.” In 2006-7, there were 29,637 complaints - the most since records began 17 years ago.

Miss Sergeant said this was due in part to the law-abiding middle-classes becoming upset by the “rudeness and behaviour” of officers. The report details how officers are expected to reach a certain number of “sanction detections” a month by charging, cautioning or fining an “offender”. Arresting or fining someone for a trifling offence - such as a child stealing a Mars bar - is a good way of hitting the target and pleasing the Home Office. Amazingly, the chocolate theft ranks as highly as catching a killer. They also have to get their quota of “politically correct” crimes such as harassment, racial and domestic violent often pressurising unwilling complainants. Amazingly the Police Service have to report to the Home Office each month on an arcane set of 86 KPI's (Key Performance Indicators). Somebody should tell the jawless wonders in the Home Office that the key part of KPI is "Key"!

Miss Sergeant says performance-related bonuses of between £10,000 and £15,000 a year for police commanders depend partly on reaching such targets. This leads them to put pressure on frontline officers to make arrests for the most minor misdemeanours. Officers said at the end of a month, when there was pressure to hit the target for that period, they would pursue young men as the most likely “offenders”. Offences could include scrawling a name on a bus stop in felt-tip or playing ball games in the street. One officer was so concerned he told his teenage son to be careful at the end of each month.


The pamphlet, parts of which were serialised by the Daily Mail earlier this year, says the police themselves are angry at the way they have to “make fools of themselves”. There were high levels of 'bitterness and frustration' and the targets were 'bitterly resented'. One officer told how he was pressed to charge children playing with a tree with “harassment”. The same offence was used against a drunken student dancing in flowerbeds, who aimed a kick at a flower.

At the cost of £550 per household and rising there are two factors irritating the mugged masses:

1. Coppers chasing targets and looking to fill quotas. This allied with trying to make an impact by running “high visibility” operations which are hugely wasteful of resource but are designed to grab attention and create the appearance of "activity". Result no coppers on the streets, no neighbourhood policing, closed police stations and relying on automated penalising with speed cameras and the like.

2. The Justice Gap. Even when brought to book the retards laugh at the system. They get “community orders” which are laughable and breaches are not followed up, the Probation Service is overworked and can’t follow up as several recent murders and serious crimes have demonstrated, the Prosecution Service (which prioritises on targeting Naomi Campbell!) has 30% of cases failing because of bad paperwork or missing deadlines, fines are not collected from the great unwashed and if they get to Prison they get automatic remission and let out early and the main educational benefit is learn the trade from old lags! Result; there is now very little relationship between Crime and Punishment.

Thursday, 29 May 2008

Save the St. Reatham One!


The St. Reatham One - 29 May 2008

The Celtic Sage has long cast a cold eye on the abusive behaviour of British Airways (BA) and the so called British Airports Authority (BAA) to the cattle (their expression is “self loading cargo”) who have to use their quasi monopolies which have been protected from full competition by cartel behaviour of various sorts. BAA is actually a front for a Spanish brick company called Ferrovial who overpaid with nearly £1 Bn of borrowed money for what it thought was a Cash Cow to find out it neither had the management skills or resources to husband it properly and this Cow would leave messy cow pats everywhere, particularly at the inept opening of Terminal 5 where the feisty Streatham One was caught up in the opening chaos. (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/03/up-up-and-away-with-baa.html )
BAA has a dominant monopoly on airport capacity in the south of England and British Airways has a dominant position on slots from Heathrow which allows it to charge 30% more for an equivalent Business Class flight to New York than is available from Paris or Amsterdam. Yup, neither BA nor BAA need lessons in how to abuse customers or screw excess profits out of their cartels.

So the Celtic Sage is totally unsurprised at the behaviour of the Plods as the day after BAA reported its first quarterly loss and on the day British Airways announced increased fuel surcharges and that the rest of its flights won’t move to Terminal Five until October (thereby blocking its competitors from moving into Terminal 4) Supermodel Naomi Campbell was today charged with five offences over an alleged air rage incident at Heathrow. The charges, which include three offences of assaulting police, follow an incident last month when she was removed from a flight for Los Angeles after an alleged row over lost luggage.
(http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/04/up-up-and-away-with-baa-no-2.html )

In fact British Airways and BAA were so bad that they have succeeded in generating sympathy for Naomi “Anger Management” Campbell who was led off one of their planes by Police called by BA staff after she paid £6,000 for a First Class fare to Los Angeles and BA lost one of her bags which contained an outfit for a memorial service she was attending.

The alleged incident occurred on a BA flight which was due to leave for Los Angeles from Terminal 5 on 3 April. Ms Campbell will appear at Uxbridge Magistrates' Court on 20 June, the Crown Prosecution Service said. Her lawyer, Simon Nicholls said she was "bitterly disappointed" to learn she will be prosecuted. He told reporters: "She respects that decision and she hopes this matter is dealt with expeditiously."

The British Airways "First Experience" 3 April 2008

The CPS said Ms Campbell has been charged with three counts of assaulting a constable, which carries a maximum sentence of six months in prison and a fine of up to £5,000. She also faces one count of disorderly conduct likely to cause harassment, alarm or distress, which is punishable by a fine of up to £2,500, and two counts of using threatening, abusive words or behaviour towards cabin crew, which comes with a maximum penalty of £1,000.

Moments later, the Crown Prosecution Service formally announced the charges in a statement, saying: "The CPS has authorised the Metropolitan Police to charge Naomi Campbell with five offences in relation to incidents that occurred on a stationary aircraft and within Terminal 5 at Heathrow Airport, London, on 3 April 2008. "Ms Campbell has today been charged with three offences of assaulting a constable, one offence of disorderly conduct likely to cause harassment, alarm or distress and one offence of using threatening, abusive words or behaviour to cabin crew. "These are summary offences which can only be tried at a magistrates' court."

The alleged incident occurred after the supermodel was told by staff in the first-class cabin that one her bags had been lost. They told her that she would have to leave the flight, causing Campbell to allegedly respond with an angry tirade which led to police being called. Reports claimed she had yelled "a***holes. You are all a***holes" at police and described BA staff as "bloody fools" as she allegedly lashed out verbally and physically. Female staff reportedly collapsed in tears as the incident escalated. After armed officers arrived, she was eventually taken off the plane in handcuffs. Although there has been no official confirmation, BA is understood to have imposed a lifetime ban on Campbell.

Well there are two issues hear where you may feel we should be supporting the Streatham One as an unlikely martyr figure for passenger rights and protection of passengers from an expensive publicly funded Constabulary (You know the one you don’t see on the streets, who don’t respond to burglaries, who replaced Police Stations with call centres, etc;) which has abandoned its statutory independence to become attack dogs for an abusive Transport Industry.

1. Why did the Police (armed officers no less) feel they had to become involved in a civil dispute between a customer who paid £6,000 for a service and an inept airline which failed abysmally to deliver the promised service to Naomi Campbell. Now Naomi is feisty and the Celtic Sage is aware of her reputation with Irish lads (take a bow Adam Clayton from U2!) but did she really put burly armed Constables in flak jackets waving handcuffs and pepper sprays in fear? And exactly who was being harassed having paid a premium rate to get to Los Angeles for a memorial service (Note; generally, people are only buried / cremated once) to be told by the airline that SHE would have to leave the plane because THEY had lost a bag (Indeed they lost thousands of bags) SHE had entrusted to THEM for safe keeping!

We wuz scared, Your Honour!

Why do the Police feel able to use draconian security legislation applying to airports to intimidate passengers who simply want to go from A to B?

2. Why are ALL airline customers at such a disadvantage when airlines use unfair contract terms to ignore the clear contract to get them and their luggage from A to B. Here is what BA’s website promises all who pay through the nose for their “First Experience.”

• Effortless travel
• A queue-less, personalised and stress free environment to check in your baggage
• Choice and control
• “Your secluded “demi-cabin” guarantees space and privacy
• Continue relaxing within our arrivals lounge
• Our specially trained First crew will provide you with a discreet yet attentive service, ensuring that all your personal needs are taken care of.

Well you couldn’t make it up could you; you don’t need to be a Naomi Campbell to feel harassed at the gap between the marketing guff and the reality. Perhaps the St. Reatham One should consider suing British Airways for what the law terms “unjust enrichment” by promising a service it clearly was in no position to deliver. Just as she won a legal precedent against the media over privacy maybe she can now establish another legal precedent;that merely by buying an airline ticket and entering an airport we do not agree to abandon our Civil Rights and our Consumer Rights. It is worth noting that since Naomi was harassed and abused on the 3rd April 2008 the MD of Heathrow Airport and the two British Airways Directors most closely involved in the T5 Fiasco have been sacked and BA have confirmed tha 19,000 bags have been lost permanently. Strangely, the only person arrested as a result of the fiasco has neen Naomi Campbell. Surely it can't be a case of the PLODs and the Crown Prosecution Service translating the "Public Interest" into desperately seeking publicity? This is much of what passes for Policing and the Justice System in the UK today; High Visibility; Zero Substance.

And as for the Court appearance I look forward to the evidence of a lardy armed copper in flak jacket “Well your honour, I looked at this tall, unarmed, Jamaican IC3 with a loud voice, funny accent, threatening big hair and larger than average lips and I immediately felt apprehensive for my safety. I have been off sick with diagnosed Post Naomi Stress Syndrome (PNSS) ever since and have taken to beating my wife more than normal and messing up my overtime claim.” Hopefully Lenny Henry will be in court gathering material for his next sketch! It's an opportunity too good to miss Lenny!

All together now, FREE THE ST. REATHAM ONE!!

Wednesday, 28 May 2008

Daring Bush Returns From Egypt With Crystal Skull




Daring Bush Returns From Egypt With Crystal Skull

Tuesday, 27 May 2008

Fair Coppers?


Jan Berry - Blindin' Diamond Geezer?


Jacqui Smith - Right Bad Egg?

Regular Blogistas will know I’m not the current Home Secretary’s biggest fan but even I was driven to sympathise with her on the churlish Section House behaviour she received from the Coppers Protection League otherwise known as the Police Federation. Here was the snide introduction by the outgoing Secretary of the Federation, Jan Berry, who represents those blameless souls, the Constables of the United Kingdom who stay awake at night thinking of nothing else other than our well being and safety:

“At my first conference, I introduced the opportunity to ask questions of the Home Secretary. Although some Home Secretaries have subsequently regretted it – the session has been an important and healthy exchange of views. Home Secretary - I admire your courage. You didn’t have to come here today and I know conference will treat your office with the respect it warrants. I am sure when your Private Secretary reminded you of today’s event you felt like reaching for the nearest stab proof vest - and perhaps slipping into old habits and lighting up to calm your nerves…”

Now this is from the lady who is leader of the Police Federation, the organisation that represents those blameless souls, the rank and file police officers. Perhaps Jan Berry could tell us why it is that, no matter what outrages are committed against members of the public be it dying in police custody whilst officers make monkey noises or some lesser outrage her members are rarely found guilty of anything or disciplined. I would genuinely like to know, I have made no pre judgements, but it certainly raises the possibility that there is one law for the constabulary, and one for everyone else.

It may well be so that the police are overwhelmed by paperwork, although a recent documentary featuring undercover filming of the Leicestershire police force showed junior officers (presumably members of Ms Berry's organisation) wasting their own time, and using paperwork as an excuse to stay in the station rather than going out dealing with incidents. This kind of thing certainly suggests that some police officers think they are a law unto themselves. What is more worrying is that they are confident that the culture of the organisation will protect them. None of this, I am afraid, inspires confidence in the public or politicians. Ms Berry may be too young to remember why the police are deluged by paperwork and general bureaucracy. It stems from the realisation which dawned some thirty to forty years ago that some police officers were routinely corrupt, abused their powers and made up statements and other evidence. Indeed many of these incidents which led to PACE (Police and Criminal Evidence Act) happened to involve Irish Terrorist defendants. The bent coppering which led to PACE had two effects, the innocent were imprisoned whilst the guilty were not and the “intelligence” leads which the police had were useless, making life more dangerous for all of us.

Community Copper

Should Ms Jan Berry or anyone else suggest ways in which these tendencies can be monitored and controlled without resort to massive paperwork and bureaucracy, then they should share their ideas as widely as possible. But it is within living memory that a Lord Justice of Appeal, Lord Denning, openly said it was better to send (Irish) defendants to jail than “open up the appalling vista” that the Police routinely fabricated evidence. Well the appalling vista was well and truly opened up and judging by conviction rates the Police are not coping too well with having to tell the truth.

Consider the appalling background to Crime and Policing in the UK set out by the pressure group “Police Reform” which Jacqui Smith and any Home Secretary would have to deal with;

“Crime is high by international and historical standards. The Government’s claims to have reduced crime are not borne out by reality. Substantially increased spending on the police has not been matched by corresponding reductions in crime, indicating that productivity has fallen and the public have received poor value for money. The fight against crime is a challenge for the whole criminal justice system and for society as a whole. But effective Policing has a vital role to play.”


A Patch - historic photo

“Crime today is almost ten times its level per 100,000 of the population than in 1950. People in England and Wales are the most likely to be victims of crime of any developed country, except only for Australia. The UK is the most burgled country in the European Union, with the highest levels of assault crime. The Government claims that crime measured by the British Crime Survey has fallen, yet the British Crime Survey massively underestimates crime. It covers only half of recorded crime and ignores murder, rape, fraud, crimes against under-16s, commercial crime including shoplifting, and crime where there is no direct victim such as drugs dealing. Estimates suggest the true figure of crime in England and Wales is roughly three times the level indicated by the British Crime Survey. Since 1997-98 total recorded crime has increased from 4.5 million to over 5.5 million crimes a year, an increase of approximately 22 per cent. The Government claims that changes in the way crime is recorded have caused this, but steep increases in crimes such as robbery and violence against the person cannot be explained by changes in the counting rules. Britain now spends more on law and order as a proportion of GDP than any other OECD country, nearly two-thirds of which goes to the police, costing each household in England and Wales £550 a year.”

It is not just that we spend so much on policing but we get so little for it due to the restrictive “Spanish Practices” of the Police Federation, although the Spanish will complain that they have moved on.

Richard Barnbrook BNP London Leader supporting Fair Coppers - 23rd January 2008

As police stations have closed and foot patrol has given way to modern policing methods, the police have become increasingly alienated from the public. The way to rebuild public confidence and tackle crime is to have police officers on the streets. But the reintroduction of community policing has been inadequate. Record numbers of police have not been reflected in officers on the beat, and key Government programmes such as promised Police Community Support Officers and the national non-emergency number have been scaled back.

It's a stressful job, innit?

What Jan Berry’s members have represented is the maintenance of restrictive practices and an inability to embrace change; a change the public clearly demands. Here are some of the restrictive practices the Federation maintains.

1. Rostered rest days; Police have to be given the days they are not working 9 months in advance. If they are then required on any of those days they receive 2 days off in lieu PLUS overtime. Last year the 127,000 police officers in the UK earned half a billon pounds overtime, that’s an average of over £4,000 each. Compare this to the £250 a head they claim they have lost under the staged wage award which was the reason the barracked Jacqui Smith at their conference.

2. Operational Feeding; Judging by the beefy rows of well upholstered police officers facing the Home Secretary at the Conference this policy is conspicuously successful. If they are on an “Op” away from their station “Nick” for over 4 hours they have to be fed a “substantial hot meal”, over 7 hours two hot meals. Of course the time they spend getting to the trough to consume their swill and the time spent consuming their ethnically inclusive “full English” is “operational time” charged to overtime. So at moments of great danger to the Nation TV crews are treated to the inspiring site of the Metropolitan Commissioner walking between long tables of Police Federation members consuming their entitlement. No army rations for Britain’s finest!

A Shout - great for overtime

3. 30 year pension window. Like the armed forces the Police have a hugely generous, publicly funded (that is to say unfunded!), final salary pension. Unlike the armed forces the Police Pension is hard to justify. Of course many don’t hang around to collect it for particular laxity is shown to “medical retirement” where they can retire early on “medical grounds” get their entitlement plus a “gift” of an extra 10 years. I personally know of one 42 year old inspector who had done 20 years (20 + 10 = 30!), took medical retirement for whiplash (sitting in his stationary car in a car park) and is running a security company despite his “reduced” health.

4. Archaic Disciplinary Procedures: At any one time 1 in 15 Police Officers are subject to criminal or disciplinary investigation or proceedings. I’ll give you the number, that’s over 19,000 officers who can’t be deployed effectively because their use is restricted. The proceedings are long winded and arcane and would take a book to outline but suffice to say the police don’t make co-operative subjects and are advised by the Federation to say nothing, agree nothing and sign nothing and contact the Federation’s solicitors for this restrictive cartel will defend it’s members good or bad. Contrast their advice to their members with how they would want the public to co-operate with Police “enquiries.” Even then they can bring any disciplinary enquiry to a shuddering halt merely by resigning. This “right” has been exercised twice up to Chief constable level in the past months (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/search/label/andy%20Hayman )

A Nick - Only one in 8 of those left are 24/7

5. Spend, spend, spend! We can take it as a given that the police are not very good at protecting us for the £550 each household it costs all of us but they are not very good at using the money when they are given it. Police Committee’s are an exercise in non-accountability where they exist and most forces don’t have qualified accountants in charge of their finances, as different criteria must have been used for recruitment in the past. Take the delicious fraud of “Lord Williams” as he styled himself in the Scottish village and estate he bought. He had a Scottish connection alright for he was Assistant Finance Director of Scotland Yard and he purloined £12.6 m from a “secret account” which was maintained to develop (wait for it!) a remote surveillance drone for the police. Or then recently Scotland Yard cancelled 1,450 credit cards which were being abused; I’ll give you the number again that is one third of the total credit cards issued or to put it another way, 5.6% of Metropolitan Police Officers could not account properly for their expenses. Hello! Hello! Hello!

6. I could go on, but one final point. The Police Federation has by agreement, officers working for it full time on the payroll of every force in the country paid for out of police budgets, over 100 police officers at last count. These Police Officers (such as Jan Berry) are, of course, unavailable for policing.Once again I'll give you the number, that's a direct subsidy from Public Funds of over £5 m for the Police Federation.

So I hope Jan Berry enjoyed her swan song and her cheap shots at Jacqui Smith but this should not give her false confidence that the Public are happy to keep paying premium rates for this increasingly slapstick and dated Police Pantomime.

Monday, 26 May 2008

The Death of Brian Keenan


Brian Keenan

The death through illness on the 21st May 2008 of a former Provisional IRA commander who masterminded the organisation’s bombing campaign in England has raised questions about the future of its “Army Council”. Brian “The Dog” Keenan, the son of a Royal Air Force member who grew to become the Provos’ “chief of staff”, was once described as the single biggest threat to the British State.

With Sinn Féin leader Gerry Adams paying tribute at the funeral of Provisional IRA leader Brian Keenan in Belfast there are a couple of interesting points to note. First up the Independent’s David McKittrick on Keenan’s “paradoxical duality in that he first helped build up the organisation and then, decades later, helped shut it down.”

It was the combination of Keenan’s Libyan and English exploits that led Jonathan Powell, formerly Tony Blair’s chief-of-staff, to describe him in his recent autobiography as “at one stage the biggest single threat to the British state”. Keenan’s importance was further reflected in one writer’s assessment that he was “regarded by his friends and enemies alike as possessing the best organisational brain in the IRA”.

This is how IRA / Sinn Féin’s newspaper An Phoblacht spins the life of this IRA Mr. Big;

“Brian Keenan tells us, in his own words, about how the IRA sustained a heroic guerrilla campaign against one of the most powerful nations in the world for decades until a viable alternative for political progress was presented. And this leading exponent of the most successful IRA campaign since the 1920s has a message for those who cling to armed struggle as a principle rather than a tactic.”

Aficionados of the genre will note the passive weasel words; “... until a viable alternative for political progress was presented.” Let’s kill people until we have viability!

The Patriot Game

By 1977 Keenan was the IRA’s director of operations, responsible for the conduct of its operations in Britain and Europe, having masterminded the detonation of a 200lb landmine under the car of Sir Christopher Ewart-Biggs, the British Ambassador to Ireland, six months earlier. The ambassador and a civil servant, Judith Cook, were killed instantly.

English cities came under severe assault from the IRA in the 1970s when Keenan was in charge. A warrant issued for his arrest in 1975 emerged from a visit he made to an IRA unit in London, where police were later able to find his fingerprints and handwriting. Four years later Keenan was arrested outside Banbridge, Co Down, and flown to England to face trial relating to the Balcombe Street Gang’s campaign of terror in England in the mid-1970s. At the time he was joint Chief of Staff of the Provos with Martin McGuinness.

He stood trial at the Old Bailey in 1980, defended by barrister Michael Mansfield, accused of organising the IRA’s bombing campaign and being implicated in the deaths of eight people including Ross McWhirter. He was found guilty and sentenced to 18 years imprisonment. Two days after his arrest Sir Richard Sykes, the British Ambassador to the Netherlands, was shot dead by an IRA unit. The IRA did not claim responsibility until after Keenan’s conviction. Sykes had been in charge of an internal inquiry into the murder of Ewart-Biggs, suggesting ways to tighten security.

Euston Station 1991

Keenan served a dozen years, emerging in 1993. Those killed by his unit included ordinary civilians who died in up to 50 bombing and shooting attacks on London railway stations, hotels, restaurants, pubs and other places designated by the IRA as “establishment targets”.

One of Keenan’s last public appearances was a year ago when he sat in the public gallery of the Stormont Parliament, accompanied by other members of the IRA’s Army Council and just a few feet away from Tony Blair, to watch Gerry Adams, his mentor, going through the formalities of power-sharing with Ian Paisley, the Nemesis of the Provos. By then the Provisional IRA had declared its war over, had decommissioned and its political wing was administering British rule in a part of Ireland. To talk of a life’s work left in ruins is an understatement.

On the occasion of this IRA hardman’s death it is perhaps appropriate for the sake of balance to consider those who cannot express a view as they themselves were killed by his activities or had their lives destroyed. And for what? Brian Keenan and Gerry and the Peacemakers half baked brand of crypto fascism which says we can bomb the unwilling and uninterested into a United Ireland where by magic everything will get better because we have killed and maimed all these people in the name of human happiness.

Canary Wharf 1996

And consider the “establishment” targets destroyed by these comic book patriots. The bomb in a litter bin on the 18th February 1991 at Victoria Station which killed a 33 year old civil servant with shrapnel through the heart, on 12th October 1992 the bomb in the Sussex Arms pub in Covent Garden which killed a 31 year old male nurse out for a drink with his friends, or on the 10th February 1996 the truck bomb at Canary Wharf which killed 2 Indian newsagents and injured 40 others. Establishment targets indeed! And consider those who suffered from the euphemistically titled “fundraising” which enabled Brian and Gerry and the Peacemakers pay for their comic strip patriotism. There was Thomas Niedermayer, the German managing director of Grundig’s Belfast factory where Brian Keenan once worked who was kidnapped for ransom and whose body has never been found. Of course Brian Keenan was not there that wet dark night at Greystones pier in Co. Wicklow some years later when his widow, still consumed with grief, walked off the end of the pier. He was however, in West Belfast when Grundig closed down with a loss of 900 jobs, but he wasn’t at Balinamore Wood in Co. Longford when the Army and Gardai rescued the kidnapped managing director of an Irish Supermarket chain but not before the fleeing IRA gang killed two 19 year olds, a rookie cop and soldier, as they broke out of the cordon. Nor did he know the girlfriend of one of them who worked for me who had a breakdown as her life and future were so cruelly destroyed.


Jean McConville and three of her children

Or there was Jean McConville, a 37 year old Catholic mother of 10, who was abducted from her home, St. Judes Walk, Divis, Belfast, around Xmas 1972 when Gerry Adams was commander of the “West Belfast Brigade”. She was accused of giving water to an injured British soldier. Her remains were eventually recovered, on general instructions from the IRA, buried at Shelling Hill beach, near Carlingford, Co. Louth, on 27 August 2003. Or there was the brother of a friend who had acted as a lookout at an IRA “fundraiser”, a bank robbery in Tramore, Co. Waterford in the Republic where a 34 year old father of 2 was shot dead for getting in the way of the fund raising patriots. Many years later when the ring leader got out of jail my friends brother was “lifted”, tortured and shot as an informer and his body dumped on a border road where it could not be recovered for 3 days (due to the possibility of bobby traps). The fact that he was in a bitter separation from his wife who was also in the so called Republican movement and had made totally unfounded (and disproved) abuse accusations surely didn’t influence the patriots who acted as judge, jury and executioners. I remember well my friends’ expression when he returned from identifying his brother’s body in Craigavon mortuary. And then there was my friend Peter Nesbitt. Peter was the most caring of people and this instinct led him to want to give something back to the community. This he did in two ways, one by being a leader in a Scout Group in Ballysillan on the edge of the Ardoyne which was run, despite the polarisation of the area, by mixed Protestant and Catholic friends and secondly by being a reserve Constable in the RUC, the police force. Peter used to really enjoy visiting us in Dublin as he could leave the Walther PPK revolver he had to carry everywhere in the North behind. He used to joke how tall Dublin policemen were saying it was too dangerous to be a tall policeman in the North. Peter died by being nearly blown in two by a litter bin bomb answering a false robbery call in the Ardoyne near where he lived with and looked after his elderly parents. He didn’t quiet get the respectful funeral afforded to Brian Keenan as on the day of his burial the IRA planted a bomb in the gate lodge of Roselawn cemetery in Belfast and his funeral cortege had to be kept in a British Army base for six hours before he could be buried. Some “legitimate” targets.


So as Brian Keenan is buried with the rites of Mother Church and is eulogised by Gerry Adams let us remember those who could not make it to his respectful obsequies: They are remembered on the Cain Index of violent deaths caused by the IRA and others who feel it is right to kill for “Freedom”.

http://cain.ulst.ac.uk/sutton/index.html

Friday, 23 May 2008

Horrific 120-Car Pileup A Sad Reminder Of Princess Diana


Horrific 120-Car Pileup A Sad Reminder Of Princess Diana2019s Death

Unbearable Lightness of Being



This DVD is now available extremely well priced on the “Warner Greats” catalogue and HMV have it for £3.00 in the shops and £2.99 on the web; an interesting pricing strategy! It is based on the best selling novel by Milan Kundera. In 1960s Czechoslovakia, Tomas (Daniel Day-Lewis), an oversexed Prague surgeon, marries Tereza (Juliette Binoche), a beautiful, waiflike country girl. Even though he has taken a vow of fidelity, Tomas continues his wanton womanising, notably with his mistress Sabina (Lena Olin). Escaping the 1968 Russian invasion of Prague by heading for Geneva, Switzerland, Sabina takes up with another man. Meanwhile, Tomas, who previously had been interested only in sex, becomes politicised by the fall of Dubcek and the collapse of the Czech leader's unique brand of limited democracy within the communist system.

Tereza and Tomas, Tomas and Sabina, Sabina and Franz, Franz and Marie-Claude; four people, four relationships which Kundera describes as the Quartet. Milan Kundera's masterful novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (1984), tells the interlocking stories of these four relationships, with a primary focus on Tomas, a man torn between his love for Tereza, his wife, and his incorrigible "erotic adventures," particularly his long-time affair with the internationally noted painter, Sabina. The world of Kundera's novel is one in which lives are shaped by irrevocable choices and fortuitous events. It is a world in which, because everything occurs only once and then disappears into the past, existence seems to lose its substance and weight. Coping with both the consequences of their own actions and desires and the intruding demands of society and the state, Kundera's characters struggle to construct lives of individual value and lasting meaning.


A novel of ideas, a provocative look at the ways in which history impinges on individual lives, and a meditation on personal identity, The Unbearable Lightness of Being examines the imperfect possibilities of adult love and the ways in which free choice and necessity shape our lives. "What then shall we choose?" Kundera asks at the beginning of his novel. "Weight or lightness?" This international bestseller is his attempt to answer that question. And the answer is hinted at in the novel's final scene, in which Tomas and Tereza find themselves in a small country hotel after a rare evening of dancing. When Tomas turns on the light in their room, "a large nocturnal butterfly" rises from the bedside lamp and circles the room in which they are alone with their happiness and their sadness.

In 1988, Philip Kaufman's American-made film adaptation of the novel was released; however Kundera hated it and said the movie does not correspond well to the book. Since then he hasn't allowed any other adaptations of his works. However it is often wrong to look for the novel in the movie and visa versa for they are two different disciplines. Even though the film is overtly erotic in tone, there is very little explicit sex in the film. There’s plenty of bare skin, of course, but director Kaufman extracts maximum sensual mileage out of the power of suggestion. The key scene, in which Tereza, seeking to expand her portfolio, shoots nude photographs of Sabina, is an almost wordless ballet of role reversal and subtle seduction. Kaufman also does a superb job of contrasting Prague before the crackdown, colourful and vibrant, and afterwards, grey and rotting. Tomas faces one of his former fellow reformers across a desk as the other man almost apologetically acts as communist stooge, enticing him with working as a surgeon again if he just signs a propaganda document condemning the reform movement. Ultimately, Tomas and Tereza reclaim their freedom by forsaking the city (and any hope of their former lives) and going to live with the farmer on whom Tomas had operated at the beginning of the film. Kaufman and Kundera seem to make the point that real happiness and freedom are independent of politics and material success. For Tomas and Tereza, at least, it seems to be true.


The novel is set against the background of the “Prague Spring” of 1968 when Alexander Dubcek promised communism with a human face and the soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia in August 1968. When demanding voices became louder and could not longer be suppressed, political changes came to pass. The post of First Party Secretary of the Communist Party of Czechoslovakia was given to a man named Alexander Dubcek in the year of 1968. Alexander Dubcek followed the voice and the will of his people, and started to reform the political and administrative structure of the country. He became loved and renowned, threatening to spread this process of liberation to other socialist countries. If "national" communism was allowed in one satellite, there was a risk that there would be a chain-reaction throughout the rest of Eastern Europe.

After the military intervention on the night of August 20 when 200,000 Warsaw Pact troops invaded, a reversal of the reform policy was carried out It was called the "process of normalization". Foreign troops remained on Czechoslovak soil until the situation had stabilised. They were the "help" provided by the Soviet Union in the fight against counter-revolutionary forces. The Communist Party of Czechoslovakia was forced to suppress all moves made towards democracy. But it finally had to surrender on December 9, 1989, in a revolution later called - "The Velvet revolution".



The political end of the communist era came on November 17, 1989. Demonstrators, mostly students and intellectuals, were brutally attacked by police. This angered other social groups in society and the number of demonstrators grew from 20 000 to 200 000. The human rights organisation, Charter 77, founded 1977 with the help of Vaclav Havel, formed a large organisation, named Civic Forum. Jakes and his group agreed to hold talks with the leader of Civic Forum, Vaclav Havel. The communists in power resigned and were replaced by other communists, which made the demonstrations continue. Three days later, a man from the past, that had been mocked and suppressed, raised his voice for the first time in 21 years. His name was Alexander Dubcek and he was the symbol of freedom and sovereignty for the Czechoslovak people. He expressed solidarity with his people that were once again fighting for their rights.

A couple of days later a coalition government seized the power, with the communists in minority. Vaclav Havel, one of the leading characters of the human rights organisation and the protests 1989, was elected President. He was the first non-communist President in 40 years. After years of tyranny, terror and totalitarianism, the communist era had been ended without a single loss of life - so smooth that it was called "the Velvet Revolution".


The scenes in the movie are shot in Prague, a spa town outside Prague and in Geneva. Matička Praha - 'little mother Prague' - was largely undamaged by WWII, and the cityscape is stunning. Its compact medieval centre remains an evocative maze of cobbled lanes, ancient courtyards, dark passages and churches beyond number, all watched over by an 1100-year-old castle. Kidnapped by communism for 40 years, Prague has become one of Europe's most popular tourist destinations and is undoubtedly the most magical and alluring of all European capitals. The cinematography in the film captures the allure of Prague well and the contrast between the magnificence of this capital of Bohemia and the oppressed lives of the inhabitants under communism. When I went there in 1998 the people were clutching their new found freedoms with a vengeance, a talented proud people in this the capital of Mittel Europa and the only democracy in eastern Europe pre-war whose people found themselves cruelly betrayed in the aftermath of World War II.


Petrin Hill

On our last morning in Prague we had arranged with our driver to go to the Petrin Hill to take in the vista of this inspiring city; Hradčany, the castle district, on a hill above the west bank; Malá Strana, the 13th-century 'Little Quarter', between the river and castle; Staré Mêsto, the gothic 'Old Town' on the Vltava's east bank; adjacent Josefov, the former Jewish ghetto; and Nové Mêsto or 'New Town,' (new in the 14th century), to the south and east of Staré Mêsto and straddling through it all the Vltava River, the Czech Republic's longest river. It was here Tereza, in the novel, climbs the grassy Petrin Hill, Kundera wrote, “On her way up, she paused several times to look back: below her she saw the towers and bridges, the saints were shaking their fists and lifting their stone eyes to the clouds. It was the most beautiful city in the world.” But “The Unbearable Lightness of Being,” first published in a French translation from Czech in 1984, is no love letter to the city; it is a message from a time of oppression, and one worth carrying for perspective on a trip through Prague. Milan Kundera submerges the reader in the undercurrents of political life, the rough passages of far-too-recent vintage and the personal repercussions of an invasive, claustrophobic time. Tereza is climbing Petrin in a dream — a dream in which she will be executed, but only if she convinces the executioners that she seeks death of her own free will. The novel returns again and again to Tereza’s harrowing dreams, simultaneously erotic and morbid.



The driver told us he was taking us on a diversion and we looked at each other nervously for stories and warnings about unscrupulous taxis are legion in Prague. By the Vltava he stopped and asked us to get out and cross the road to see a plinth where a statue used to stand. He explained to us that this is where the Czechs had blown up a statue of Stalin years previously and how proud he now was to be able to welcome us to a free city. Only those who have lost their freedom once can really appreciate what it means to be free.

Kaufman's intelligent, faithful version of Milan Kundera's novel instead wisely jettisons the woolly philosophising, focusing on characters, relationships, and the many facets of loyalty and betrayal. It's a rich, ambitious film, repetitive and voyeuristic in its eroticism, but exhilarating in its blend of documentary and fictional recreation to depict the Soviet invasion. The narrative, now linear (unlike the book), is leisurely, the camerawork evocative; the progress from cynical irony to something more heartfelt rarely falters. Binoche and Olin avoid being reduced to symbols of Tomas' polarised soul, and Day Lewis seems increasingly one of the most versatile actors of his generation. Whatever Milan Kundera's reservations this is an intelligent and charged adaptation and a fine cinematic outing.

Wednesday, 21 May 2008

Dustin is a Turkey!



The Celtic Sage has never claimed infallibility, though some have attributed it to him, but even he has had his feathers ruffled. His confident prediction of 8th April last that Dustin the Turkey with his mould breaking contribution “Irelande Douze Pointes!!” would be the 2008 Eurovision winner was last night exposed as a fowl piece of judgement (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/04/dustin-turkey-2008-eurovision-winner.html ) as Dustin was culled early in the Eurovision semi finals.

Dustin may have been lost in translation, as he simply failed to make the cut on the Eurovision stage. The feathered performer set a new standard for the weird and wonderful world of Eurovision last night when he exploded on stage in a burst of green, white and gold. Propped up in a jazzed-up shopping trolley and surrounded by a flock of dancers, the feathered puppet outdid some of the most outlandish acts ever seen in the annual contest -- and that's saying something as the Eurovision sets the kitsch standards the rest of the world rightly fears. Hopes were high for Dustin who had an impressive back up team including Bob Geldof on hair and make up and Dana as spiritual adviser. As Dustin himself pointed out he wasn’t like Westlife, he had talent.

After he was cruelly cut he made a statesmanlike speech to his distraught fans; "I urge my fans across Europe to be dignified in defeat. I do not want street riots as I'm a peace-loving bird," he said. A place in the final would have been a victory for art, beauty, poetry but most of all, for his bank account, he declared.



But dignified as he was a terrible thought occurred to me when the news broke that General Franco’s Spanish Government had orchestrated a conspiracy which cheated Cliff Richard of the Eurovision prize in 1968 for “Congratulations”. Is it beyond the bounds of possibility that this plucky Irish Turkey was stuffed by a Pan-European vegetarian conspiracy?

Tuesday, 20 May 2008

A Very Long Engagement



There is a rule in life that the more choice you seem to have, the less choice you get in reality. Take going to the movies in the UK. Multi Screen cinemas abound but there are two main chains, Odeon and VUE, which are bounced around amongst Vulture Capitalists or Private Equity as it has been relabelled these days. They give them a cosmetic makeover and then merrily engage in the game of margin widening so a tub of popcorn or a “giant “coke (2 parts ice to one part coke) are £3.70 each. More importantly they are in thrall to the big name distributors so there is not just popcorn out the front but also on the screens as 2/3 of the screens are blocked off for “popcorn” movies aimed at the kids so us grown ups never get to see the grown up movies.

So it came to pass instead of spending £17.00 at my local Odeon I spent £3.00 at my local HMV to buy the DVD of "A Very Long Engagement" (“Un Long Dimanche de Fiançailles” in the original French) starring the wonderful Audrey Tautou, best known for her stunning performance in "Amélie". This movie also comes from the director of "Amélie" (Jean-Pierre Jeunet) and is a very different love story based on the acclaimed novel by Sebastien Japrisot. Already well-known in France for her work in Venus Beauty Institute, in 2001 Tautou rose to international fame for her entrancing performance as the eccentric Amélie in the romantic French comedy "Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain". With this movie she confirms that she is a truly outstanding actress playing a wonderfully convincing role as Mathilde a young French woman whose greatest fight begins as World War I draws to an end. She has received word that her fiancé Manech is one of five wounded soldiers who have been court-martialed and pushed out into the no-man's land between the French and German armies... an almost certain death. As in Amélie her role is of an outsider whose mind and emotions work in a different way to those around her but whose conviction and refusal to accept the conventional wisdom is eventually vindicated.


This film touches on two areas which interest me, the incredible personal heroism shown by individual soldiers in the Great War, particularly the Battle of the Somme, and the equally incredible indifference of the Top Brass to the horrendous loss of life and suffering caused. (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2007/11/towards-somme-personal-journey.html ) Five desperate French soldiers during The Battle of the Somme shoot themselves, either by accident or with purpose, in order to be invalided back home. Having been "caught" a court-martial convenes and determines punishment to be banishment to No Man's Land with the objective of having the Germans finish them off. In the process of telling this tale each man's life is briefly explored along with their next of kin as Mathilde tries to determine the circumstances of her lover's death. This task is not made any easier for her due to a bout with polio as a child. Along the way she discovers the heights and depths of the human soul.

Unwilling to accept that her beloved Manech is lost to her forever; Mathilde embarks on an extraordinary journey to discover the fate of her lover. At each turn, she receives a different heartbreaking variation on how Manech must have spent those last days, those last moments. Still, she never gets discouraged. If Manech were dead, Mathilde would know. With a steadfast faith, strengthened by hope and a stubbornly cheerful disposition, Mathilde follows her investigation to its conclusion, convincing those who might help her and ignoring those who will not. As she draws closer to the truth about the five unfortunate soldiers and their brutal punishment, she is drawn deeper into the horrors of war and the indelible marks it leaves on those whose lives it has touched.

From the commander who wantonly and secretly destroys the men's pardon, to the amazing lengths one condemned man's friend goes to in an effort to save at least some of them. This movie operates at many levels as a love story, a mystery, and a testament to brutality of "The War to End All Wars" and most particularly the men, women, and children affected by this dark and disturbing time in world history. Technically the cinematography (by Bruno Delbonnel) is amazing. Many scenes will have you asking how was that shot. The use of colour, the score, and the authenticity of the costume, the portrayal by the actors, the effects, and the story itself all combined to make a delightful feast of sound and vision. Look for a long cameo by Jodie Foster.

The film is set in France near the end of World War I in the deadly trenches of the Somme, in the gilded Parisian halls of power, and in the modest home of an indomitable provincial girl. It tells the story of this young woman's relentless, moving and sometimes comic search for her fiancé, who has disappeared. What follows is an investigation into the arbitrary nature of secrecy, the absurdity of war, and the enduring passion, intuition and tenacity of the human heart.


It is a triumph, thought provoking and a paean to cinematic craftsmanship and the androgynous talented improbability which is the great actress Audrey Tautou who brings us deeply into the recesses of the human condition. Bravo Audrey and Director, Jean-Pierre Jeunet, who have given us a wonderful movie. Not since Stanley Kubrick's haunting "Paths of Glory" (1957) has the absurdity of war and the tremendous cost of each and every life lost been so compellingly portrayed. Appropriately, such an epic theme deserves epic treatment. What makes "A Very Long Engagement" so effective and so engaging is that Jeunet's stylish blend of visual mastery and emotional intimacy combine to not only deliver an extremely visceral anti–war film, but an intricate, unforgettable, heartfelt love story as well. Get it on DVD for; unfortunately, it probably won’t be coming to a cinema near you anytime soon!

"Un Long Dimanche De Fianςailles": C'est un film exceptionnel. Vous devez le voir.

Sunday, 18 May 2008

Valletta and Grand Harbour, Malta


Valletta - A UNESCO World Heritage Site


Victory Gate Valletta

Valletta, Malta’s capital and a UNESCO World Heritage site, is nothing short of an open-air museum. It is a living experience of Baroque architecture, a monument donated by the Knights of St John nearly five centuries ago. Throughout the years, Valletta has welcomed emperors, heads of state, artists and poets and is now the permanent seat of the Maltese government. It is the most complete example of a planned fortified city and its setting between two natural harbours is impressive and its richness is contained in a street plan grid of twelve streets by nine. The capital of Malta is inextricably linked to the history of the military and charitable Order of St John of Jerusalem. It was ruled successively by the Phoenicians, Greeks, Carthaginians, Romans, Byzantines, Arabs and the Order of the Knights of St John. Valletta’s 320 monuments, all within an area of 55 ha, make it one of the most concentrated historic areas in the world.

Carmelite Rotunda

The Grand Harbour (in Maltese: Il-Port il-Kbir) is a natural harbour on the island of Malta. It has been used as a harbour since at least Roman times. The name Malta itself comes from the Phoenician “Maltae” meaning a sheltered anchorage and this is what it still is today. The natural harbour has been greatly improved with extensive docks and wharves, and has been massively fortified. Grand Harbour was the base for the Knights of St John for 268 years, and after their departure became a strategic base for the British for a further 170 years. It was the site in the late 16th century of a devastating tornado that killed 600 people and destroyed a shipping armada. The area was the scene of much of the fighting in the First Siege of Malta when the Turks attempted to eject the Knights of St John. The whole area was savagely bombed during the Second Siege of Malta during World War II, as the docks and military installations around the port were legitimate targets for Axis bombers. However collateral damage wrecked much of Valletta and The Three Cities, and caused large numbers of civilian casualties.

Grand Harbour Bastions



Valletta, The Fortress City, Citta' Umilissima, “a city built by gentlemen for gentlemen” is Malta's capital city: a living, working city, the administrative and commercial heart of the Islands. Valletta is named after its founder, the respected Grand Master of the Order of St John, Jean Parisot de la Valette. The magnificent fortress city grew on the arid rock of Mount Sceberras peninsula, which rises steeply from two deep harbours, Marsamxett and Grand Harbour. Started in 1566, Valletta was completed, with its impressive bastions, forts and cathedral, in the astonishingly short time of 15 years.

Valletta has many titles, all recalling its rich historical past. It is the “modern” city built by the Knights of St John; a masterpiece of the Baroque; a European Art City and a World Heritage City. Ruled successively by the Phoenicians, Greeks, Carthaginians, Romans, Byzantines, Arabs and the Order of the Knights of St John, it is one of the most concentrated historic areas in the world.

Streetscape

The city is busy by day, yet retains a timeless atmosphere. The grid of narrow streets boasts some of Europe's finest art works, churches and palaces. Valletta owes its existence to the Knights of St John, who planned the city as a refuge to care for injured soldiers and pilgrims during the Crusades in the 16th century. Until the arrival of the Knights, Mount Sceberras, on which Valletta stands, lying between two natural harbours, was an arid tongue of land. No building stood on its bare rocks except for a small watch tower, called St Elmo, to be found at its extreme end. Grand Master La Valette, the gallant hero of the Great Siege of 1565, soon realised that if the Order was to maintain its hold on Malta, it had to provide adequate defences. Therefore, he drew up a plan for a new fortified city on the Sceberras peninsula.

Pope Pius V and Philip II of Spain showed interest in the project. They both promised financial aid and the Pope lent the Knights the services of Francesco Laparelli, a military engineer, who drew up the necessary plans for the new city and its defences. Work started in earnest in March 1566 - first on the bastions and, soon after, on the more important buildings. The new city was to be called Valletta in honour of La Valette.

Valletta Street Corner

The Grand Master didn’t live to see its completion and he died in 1568. His successor, Pietro del Monte continued with the work at the same pace. By 1571, the Knights transferred their quarters from Vittoriosa (Birgu) to their new capital. Architect Laparelli left Malta in 1570. He was replaced by his assistant Gerolamo Cassar, who had spent some months in Rome, where he had observed the new style of buildings in the Italian city. Cassar designed and supervised most of the early buildings, including the Sacra Infermeria, St John's Church, the Magisterial Palace and the seven Auberges, or Inns of Residence of the Knights.

Valletta from Marsamxett Harbour

By the 16th century, Valletta had grown into a sizeable city. People from all parts of the island flocked to live within its safe fortifications especially as Mdina, until then Malta's capital, lost much of its lure. In the ensuing years, the austere mannerist style of Cassar's structures gave way to the more lavish palaces and churches with graceful facades and rich sculptural motifs.

The new city, with its strong bastions and deep moats, became a bulwark of great strategic importance. Valletta’s street plan is unique and planned with its defence in mind. Based on a more or less uniform grid, some of the streets fall steeply as you get closer to the tip of the peninsula. The stairs in some of the streets do not conform to normal dimensions since they were constructed in a way so as to allow knights in heavy armour to be able to climb the steps.

Auberge de Castille y Leon



Fast forward a few centuries and the city built by gentlemen for gentlemen came under another siege; this time in the shape of World War II which brought havoc to Malta. Valletta was badly battered by the bombing, but the city withstood the terrible blow and, within a few years, it rose again. The scars of the war are still visible till this day at the site previously occupied by the former Royal Opera House in the heart of the city, a wound that has left Malta’s MPs divided these past 60 years over what should replace it.

Dominating Palace Square, the Grand Master's Palace has always been the house of government in Malta, first by the knights, then the British and now hosts the President’s office. When parliament is not in session you can visit the palace for free, and there is an awful lot to see in here. In the interior of the palace is the famous Council Chamber, adorned with valuable Gobelin tapestries woven in France for Grand Master Ramón Perellos y Roccaf.

Grand Master's Palace

The other rooms and passages of the palace are splendidly furnished with art objects, old coat of arms and armour. Particularly notable are the former Hall of the Supreme Council of the Knights, which hosts fine frescoes and the Hall of the Ambassadors, where portraits of Grand Masters and European rulers hang. On the basement floor is the Armoury, one of the largest collections of its kind in the world, though reduced to a fraction of its former size by the depredations of the French. Among its principal treasures are a suit of armour made in Milan for the Grand Master, Adrien de Wignacourt (1690-97) and a full-length panoply made for Grand Master Martin Garzes by Sigismund Wold of Landshut.

Grand Master's Palace Armoury

The Co-Cathedral of St John is nothing short of a gem and was the spiritual centre of the Knights of St. John. (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/03/knights-of-malta.html ) Described as the first complete example of high Baroque anywhere, it epitomises the spiritual and military role of its patrons. The Cathedral is a showcase to Mattia Preti who intricately carved stone wall designs, as well as the painted vaulted ceiling and side altars with scenes from the life of St John. Among the treasures found in the Cathedral are the unique Caravaggio painting depicting the beheading of St John, the extraordinary paving of more than 300 marble tomb slabs (the burial place of several former European princes), and the splendid vaulted central nave with frescoes of Mattia Preti.

In Valletta the Order built the Church of St. John as the Conventual Church of the Order. Although each tongue had its own church, the Conventual church was the location of services that involved all the knights of Malta. Each grandmaster gave a gift to the Conventual Church upon his elevation; upon his death he was buried in the crypt underneath the church. Notable knights were buried under the floor of the church. Napoleon Bonaparte confiscated many of the precious items in the church in 1798 and melted them down for bullion. What remains today, including the empty reliquary of the arm of St. John the Baptist, is on display in the museum of the Conventual Church. Today, the church is operated by the diocese of Malta and has the status of co-cathedral with the Cathedral of Mdina. Visitors are still impressed by the more than 400 inlaid marble slabs that make up the floor of the church. These slabs mark the tombs of the knights.


Co-Cathedral of St John

Commissioned by the Grand Master, Caravaggio's Beheading of St John was made in 1608 for the chapel of the Co-Cathedral. It is the largest work the artist ever painted (12 feet x 17 feet) and the only one he ever signed. This painting is described as his all-time masterpiece. The painting depicts the moment in Biblical history where St John is beheaded by King Herod to satisfy the blood lust of the seductive dancer, Salome. The scene is the courtyard of a prison and the grisly murder is observed by two other prisoners looking through a grille, while a young woman and an old crone stand ready to take the severed head and put it on the waiting platter. The blood flowing from St John's neck drips towards the bottom of the frame and in its red stream, Caravaggio signed his name. It is the most compelling of paintings and nothing substitutes for seeing in person – the genius is that it does not depict the moment of execution but the aftermath and the indifference of those present to the cruelty done to the Prophet of Jordan. For the “St. John.” Of the Knights of St. John is John the Baptist and also in this cathedral they kept their most precious relic, the hand of John the Baptist, the hand which baptised Jesus of Nazareth.

Caravaggio's Beheading of St John - 1608 - Co-Cathedral of St John

On the oratory's right wall hangs Caravaggio’s smaller painting of St Jerome. Stolen in 1984 and rescued in a dramatic operation some months later, the painting depicts an elderly man sitting with a pen in his hand.

Hosting a vast cultural programme, walking around Valletta you’ll come across an intriguing historical site around every corner: votive statues, niches, fountains and coats of arms high up on parapets. Narrow side streets are full of tiny quaint shops and cafés, while Valletta’s main streets are lined with larger international branded shops for fashion, music, jewellery and much more.


At the end of Valletta is the fortress of St. Elmo, the patron saint of sailors. There are fine views from here across to Malta's Grand Harbour to the Three Cities of Senglea, Vittoriosa and Kalkara. The Grand Harbour is a natural harbour, which is situated on the Northeast coast of Malta. It is separated from Marsamxett harbour by Mount Sceberras, a rocky promontory on which Valletta, Malta's capital city is built. The harbour is the main port of entry for Malta and has container facilities and several dry docks The Grand Harbour has played a major part in Malta's history. It is deep, sheltered and bordered by high stone bastions. Although now quiet and peaceful, it has been the location for fierce battles over the years and was the site of ferocious bombings and huge destruction in World War II. Malta's majestic Grand Harbour is one of the most spectacular ports in the world. A wide stretch of water separating the capital city of Valletta from the historic towns of Three Cities, the harbour has been a hive of activity for over two thousand years. With its imposing fortifications and vast panorama, Grand Harbour is Malta's principal maritime gateway and a popular port-of-call for ships cruising the Med.

Seaplane taking off in Grand Harbour

Across Grand Harbour and facing Valletta are the Three Cities which offer an intriguing insight into Malta and its history. Left largely unvisited, these cities are a slice of authentic life as well as a glimpse into Malta’s maritime fortunes encompassing three distinct deep harbours of their own, French Creek, Dockyard Creek and Kalkara Creek. The Three Cities can rightly claim to be the cradle of Maltese history, as Senglea, Vittoriosa and Kalkara have provided a home and fortress to almost every people who settled on the Islands.

Vittoriosa and Fort St. Angelo

One of the most important towns in mediaeval Malta, in 1530 Vittoriosa became the first residence on the island of the Knights of St John of Jerusalem, the Knights Hospital's. It was strongly fortified and served as the Knight's defence bastion against the Turks in the Great Siege of Malta in 1565. Its name, formerly Birgu,(derived from the Italian Borgo for 'town') was changed to Vittoriosa to commemorate the victory against the Turks. Vittoriosa served as the Knight's capital until its replacement by the city of Valletta, which was founded by Grand Master Jean de La Valette in 1570. The town continued to develop in the 17th century with commercial facilities and shipyards. Although severely damaged in World War II some of its old fortifications remain, including Fort St Angelo which was built in 870 and renovated and extended in 1530. The Palace of the Inquisitor and most of the 16th century Auberges (lodges of the Knights) also survived. Along the Vittoriosa waterfront the buildings that survived and stand to this day are Caraffa Stores Building, the Palace of the Prud'homme of the Arsenal and the residence of the captain of the Galleys.

Entrance to Vittoriosa

Fort St Angelo is the jewel in the crown of Malta's rich military heritage. It stands majestically at the tip of the promontory of Vittoriosa, dominating the Three Cities on the South Eastern side of the Grand Harbour. Its origins are shrouded in the history of the Middle Ages, though some historians would even venture to state that its stands on the site of a fortified Roman settlement. The Order of Malta has recently returned to the island of Malta, after signing an agreement with the Maltese Government which granted the Order the exclusive use of Fort St. Angelo at overlooking the Grand Harbour for a term of 99 years. Located in the town of Birgu, the Fort belonged to the Knights from 1530 until the island was occupied by Napoleon in 1798. Today, after restoration, the Fort hosts historical and cultural activities related to the Order of Malta.

The Inquisitor’s Palace, sited in the heart of Vittoriosa, is one of the very few surviving examples of a style of palace that would have been found all over Europe and South America in the early modern period. Many such buildings succumbed to the ravages of time or became victims of the reactionary power unleashed by the French Revolution against the ancien regime and all it represented. The fact that Malta’s palace, throughout its five centuries of history, always hosted high-ranking officials representing the main ruling powers on the Island helped ensure its survival. The palace also survived the Second World War and the threat of modern development. Although its successive occupants changed much in the structure of the building, the Inquisitor’s Palace remains an architectural gem, representative of the chequered history and European heritage of the Islands.

The palace was not built purposely as a residence for the Inquisitor. It was erected in the 1530s as the civil law courts of the Order of St John soon after the Knights arrived in Malta. It continued to serve as law courts until 1571, when the Order transferred its headquarters to Valletta after the siege of 1565. The palace then remained empty, but not for long. Mgr Pietro Dusina arrived in Malta in 1574 as the first general inquisitor and apostolic delegate of the Maltese Islands. The Grand Master offered him the unused palace as an official residence. Almost all successive inquisitors sought to transform the palace into a decent mansion. They all shared the same cultural values of clerical baroque Roman society, and by the mid-18th century they had managed successfully to transform the building into a typical Roman palace.

The Maltese Inquisition, an extension of the Roman Inquisition, began in 1562. Its purpose was to suppress heresy in the Catholic Church in Malta. Protestantism was not widespread in Malta, but Malta's location at the center of the Mediterranean meant that travelers brought different religious ideas into the island. By the seventeenth century, the Maltese Inquisition investigated the use of Muslim magic, brought to Malta by its Muslim slaves. Foreign sailors who blasphemed or Maltese husbands who demanded meat on Friday also found themselves before the Inquisitor. But unlike the Spanish Inquisition, the Maltese Inquisition did not enforce political control. As a result, the Inquisition did not terrorize the lives of the Maltese like it did the Spanish.

Instead, it seems that the Maltese Inquisition existed to monitor the Knights of Malta and to adjudicate between the Grandmaster and the Bishop. The job of Inquisitor of Malta often led to higher positions in the Church. From this post, two Inquisitors became Pope (Alexander VII and Innocent XII) and twenty-two Inquisitors became Cardinals. The Inquisition on Malta lasted until 1798 when Napoleon Bonaparte abolished it.


Senglea Waterfront

The Maritime Museum in Vittoriosa charts Malta’s maritime history and lore within a Mediterranean context and also illustrates the global nature of seafaring and its impact on society. The Museum is housed in the former British Naval Bakery at Vittoriosa, one of the Three Cities overlooking Grand Harbour. The building, designed by British architect William Scamp, was erected between 1842 and 1845 on the site of the old covered slipway of the Knights of St John. The bakery was the hub of the Victualling Yard and supplied the Royal Navy with its daily requirements of bread and biscuit. After World War II, it was converted into offices and stores and as the headquarters of the Admiralty Constabulary. The building remained part of the naval establishment up to the closure of the British base in 1979.

For almost two hundred years, Malta was the home of the British Mediterranean fleet. The Royal Navy kept a vast establishment on the Islands. The museum presents an overview of Malta as a naval base, and depicts aspects of naval and civilian life, both leisure and work. There is also a wide collection of paintings, photographs, models, uniforms, weapons, instruments and other artefacts that illustrate the history of the Royal Navy in the Mediterranean during the 19th and 20th centuries and attest to the Navy’s impact on the economy and social life on the Maltese islands.

Cottonera, or il-Kottonera, is the term used to describe the suburb which grew out of and behind Fort Saint Angelo and Fort Saint Michael, at the southern shores of Malta's Grand Harbour. This area, also referred to as 'The Three Cities', lies behind the (inland-facing) Cottonera lines; fortifications built during the reign of the stern Grand Master Fra’ Nicholas Cottoner.

Their harbour inlets have been in use since Phoenician times: the docks always providing a living for local people, but also leaving them vulnerable when Malta’s rulers were at war. As the first home to the Knights of St. John, the Cities’ palaces, churches, forts and bastions are far older than Valletta’s. The local communities here celebrate holy days and festas as nowhere else on the Islands. The most spectacular events are the Easter processions when statues of the “Risen Christ” are carried at a run throughout crowded streets.

Dockyard Creek

During the post-war years, Valletta lost many of its citizens who moved out to more modern houses in other localities and its population dwindled to 9,000 inhabitants. However, in the last few years many individuals with a flair for unique architecture are trickling back into the city and investing in old properties. Valletta, the smallest capital of the European Union, is now the island’s major commercial and financial centre and is visited daily by throngs of tourists eager to experience the city’s rich history.

With the war damage, the closure of the British Naval Dockyards in 1979 and the advent of containerisation many of the areas around the three cities were caught up in cycle of decline and dereliction. This is being reversed by the Valletta Waterfront Project which is regenerating the three subsidiary harbours off the Grand Harbour which frame the 3 cities. For example, the modern yacht marina is based just off the Birgu waterfront, which is made up of extraordinary buildings associated with the naval squadron of the Knights of St John. Fort St Angelo still stands proudly at the entrance to Dockyard Creek, witness to nearly one thousand years of history and numerous battles. The old naval bakery today hosts the Malta Maritime Museum where one can admire unique artifacts on display, each shedding light on the links between humans and the sea. The narrow and winding streets of the walled town are charming in themselves and one can stumble across architectural gems such as the Inquisitor’s Palace.

Birgu Waterfront

Following the departure of the Royal Navy, the recent construction of the ultra-modern yacht marina has given a new maritime function to this beautiful historic harbour. Yachts from all over the Mediterranean and beyond now call at this unique destination to make the most of its maritime pedigree and its strategic location in the centre of the Mediterranean Sea.

All these projects are putting the grandeur back into Grand Harbour and bringing much needed new life to a waterfront which provides such an amazing and awe inspiring setting for the baroque masterpiece of Valletta and the uniquely historic and atmospheric three cities.

Thursday, 15 May 2008

Historic ‘Blockbuster’ Store Offers Glimpse Of How Movies Were Rented In The Past


Historic â??Blockbusterâ?? Store Offers Glimpse Of How Movies Were Rented In The Past

Wednesday, 14 May 2008

Human Rights

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Human Rights in China

China has long promised to improve its human rights record for before the Beijing 2008 Summer Olympics. Instead, there has been a crackdown on peaceful dissent in Tibet, prominent human rights activists, and media. Today, China human rights record is worse than it was before they made their promise.

China currently holds the world record for the largest number of imprisoned journalists and cyber-dissidents. One of the most prominent stories includes journalist Shi Tao, who is serving a 10-year sentence in a Chinese prison for sending an email! On May 15, you can do something about it.

Call for the release of Shi Tao and other prisoners in China.

Ask Yahoo Not to Violate Human Rights
Yahoo! helped put Shi Tao in prison. They provided information to the Chinese Government, which led to his unjust imprisonment.

Illegal Detentions at Guantanamo Bay

Since first detainees arrived on January 11, 2002, the U.S. detention facility at Guantánamo Bay has become a global symbol of U.S. human rights violations. Infractions have included: illegal detention, denial of fundamental legal rights, and torture. The only proper recourse is to close the detention facility.

Amnesty International calls for detainees held at Guantánamo Bay, other U.S. facilities, and secret CIA sites to be charged and given a fair trial before independent and impartial tribunals such as U.S. federal courts. Tearitdown.org is Amnesty International’s global initiative to end illegal US detentions.

Sign the tearitdown.org pledge
and ask others to do the same. Only action and attention will end the illegal detentions at Guantanamo Bay.

Crisis in Darfur

One of the worst atrocities and abuses of human rights in the world today is taking place in Darfur, Sudan. The conflict in this country has led to the worst human rights abuses imaginable — the systematic and widespread murder, rape, abduction, and displacement of peaceful citizens.

Hundreds of thousands of civilians have been killed in deliberate and indiscriminate attacks by both sides of the warring factions. Today, more than 2.5 million civilians have been displaced in the Sudan. On May 15, you can do something about it. They have no voice so the world has to their voice for them.

Harassed by the Home Secretary?


Jacqui Smith


Yoof

I was intrigued at the recent announcement by the Home Secretary Jacqui Smith that she wants the Police to harass yobs? The traditional approach was to get evidence and prosecute in open court! Perhaps this important law officer of the state is unaware of the Protection from Harassment Act 1997 (PHA ’97) and her own department’s advice on the subject to the Police, Prosecutors and the Courts?

“Section 1 of the Act prohibits a person from pursuing a course of conduct which amounts to harassment. In order to commit an offence under section 2 of the Act, it is necessary to show that:

• Harassment was caused. Harassment is not defined in the Act, except that it includes causing the person alarm or distress. Harassment is, however, a concept which the courts are used to interpreting through other legislation (e.g. the Public Order Act 1986);

• The harassment was caused by a course of conduct. This is defined in the Act as conduct on more than one occasion; though there is no requirement that the conduct is the same on each occasion. The Act is not retrospective, and all incidents which form a course of conduct will have to post date implementation. Conduct can include speech; and

• The alleged offender knows, or ought to know, that the course of conduct amounts to harassment of the other.”

Home Office Circular 34 of 1997.

What is depressing is that the Home Secretary came out with this arrant nonsense about harassing yobs a day after her predecessor, Charles Clarke, pointed out that The Labour Party was losing credibility by engaging in “dog whistle” politics – issuing essentially meaningless sound bite announcements audible to specific interest groups such as Gordon Brown’s statement that he would create “British Jobs for British workers.” !!! How? Why? A bit of a rich statement from a government which had to own up to employing illegal immigrants as security guards in, wait for it, the Home Office!

Mr Clarke said the Prime Minister should stop using "bullying" tactics to stifle debate and abandon "dog- whistle politics" such as promising "British jobs for British workers". The technique, targeting messages about sensitive issues such as immigration at specific groups which only they hear, is a jibe normally thrown at the Tories by Labour. The former Home Secretary said Labour needs to correct "short-term errors which, week-by-week, erode confidence in Labour's competence and capacity".

It would be far better for the Home Secretary to be competent about things she can actually influence, such as ensuring people in the UK were entitled to be here, That illegal immigrants (7,000!) are not cleared to work in the security industry, that the police actually respond to reports of crime, that the Probation service actually works and that privatised youth prisons were not such sink pits that the Inspector of Prisons recommended that one be shut down as its management was so incompetent.

However, for the sake of balance I must report that not all agree with me and I attach an unabridged comment I received;

“Personally I think we would have a lot less problems if there was a large refrigerated container behind all police stations along with high pressure hoses and a few lengths of hydro-dare. Wash all suspects with the hose and heat them with the hydrodare. Following that if they were put in the fridge for a while to cool off. Repeat every 6 hours for a week.”

There you have it; maybe this is the “tough love” they need in Walsall, Hinckley and Coventry!

Monday, 12 May 2008

Surveillance Britain



It seems the CCTV chickens have come home to roost in surveillance obsessed Britain as a senior police officer has rubbished the impact of CCTV on crime prevention, a not too minor criticism in a country which is estimated to spend in excess of £1.1 Billon annually on installing and running CCTV systems making the inhabitants of Britain the most observed people in the world, to little practical effect it seems.

Billions of pounds spent on Britain’s 4.2 million closed-circuit television cameras has not had a significant impact on crime, according to the senior police officer piloting a new database. Detective Chief Inspector Mick Neville said it was a “fiasco” that only 3 per cent of street robberies in London were solved using CCTV. Mr Neville, who heads the Visual Images, Identifications and Detections Office (Viido) unit, told the Security Document World Conference that the use of CCTV images as evidence in court has been very poor.

“Billions of pounds have been spent on kit, but no thought has gone into how the police are going to use the images and how they will be used in court,” he told the conference. “It’s been an utter fiasco: only 3 per cent of crimes were solved by CCTV. Why don’t people fear it? [They think] the cameras are not working.”

The aim of the Viido unit is to improve the way that CCTV footage is processed, turning it into a third forensic specialism alongside DNA analysis and fingerprinting. Britain has more CCTV cameras than any other country in Europe. But Mr Neville is reported in The Guardian as saying that more training was needed for officers who often avoided trawling through CCTV images “because it’s hard work”.


Viido had launched a series of initiatives including a new database of images that will be used to track and identify offenders using software developed for the advertising industry. This works by following distinctive brand logos on the clothing of unidentified suspects. By backtracking through images officers have often found earlier pictures of suspects where they have not been hiding their features. Mr Neville said that Viido would be publishing pictures of suspects in mugging, rape and robbery cases on the internet from next month and building a national CCTV database that will hold images of convicted criminals and unidentified suspects.

Richard Thomas, the information commissioner, said: “We would expect adequate safeguards to be put in place to ensure the images are used only for crime detection purposes, stored securely and that access to images is restricted to authorised individuals. We would have concerns if CCTV images of individuals going about their daily lives were retained.”

Fears that the UK would "sleep-walk into a surveillance society" have become a reality, the government's information commissioner has said. As always in Britain with Government projects delivery has been somewhat late but the “Big Brother” Society predicted by George Orwell in 1984 has certainly arrived now in 2008! Richard Thomas, who said he raised concerns two years ago, spoke after research found people's actions were increasingly being monitored. Researchers highlight "dataveillance", the use of credit card, mobile phone and loyalty card information, and CCTV. Monitoring of work rates, travel and telecommunications is also rising.

There are up to 4.2m CCTV cameras in Britain - about one for every 14 people. But surveillance ranges from US security agencies monitoring telecommunications traffic passing through Britain, to key stroke information used to gauge work rates and GPS information tracking company vehicles, the Report on the Surveillance Society says. It predicts that by 2016 shoppers could be scanned as they enter stores, schools could bring in cards allowing parents to monitor what their children eat, and jobs may be refused to applicants who are seen as a health risk.

Produced by a group of academics called the Surveillance Studies Network, the report was presented to the 28th International Data Protection and Privacy Commissioners' Conference in London, hosted by the Information Commissioner's Office. The office is an independent body established to promote access to official data and to protect personal details. The report's co-writer Dr David Murakami-Wood told BBC News that, compared to other industrialised Western states, the UK was "the most surveilled country". "We have more CCTV cameras and we have looser laws on privacy and data protection," he said. "We really do have a society which is premised both on state secrecy and the state not giving up its supposed right to keep information under control while, at the same time, wanting to know as much as it can about us."

The report coincides with the publication by the human rights group Privacy International of figures that suggest Britain is the worst Western democracy at protecting individual privacy. The two worst countries in the 36-nation survey are Malaysia and China, and Britain is one of the bottom five with "endemic surveillance". Mr Thomas called for a debate about the risks if information gathered is wrong or falls into the wrong hands. The Department for Constitutional Affairs (DCA) said there needed to be a balance between sharing information responsibly and respecting the citizen's rights. A spokesman said: "Massive social and technological advances have occurred in the last few decades and will continue in the years to come. "We must rise to the challenges and seize the opportunities it provides for individual citizens and society as a whole."



Graham Gerrard from the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) said there were safeguards against the abuse of surveillance by officers. "The police use of surveillance is probably the most regulated of any group in society," he told the BBC. "Richard Thomas was particularly concerned about unseen, uncontrolled or excessive surveillance. Well, any of the police surveillance that is unseen is in fact controlled and has to be proportionate otherwise it would never get authorised”

Some of the myriad ways in which we can be watched are;

• 4.2m CCTV cameras
• 300 CCTV appearances a day
• Reg. plate recognition cameras
• Shop RFID tags
• Mobile phone triangulation
• Store loyalty cards
• Credit card transactions
• London Oyster cards
• Satellites
• Electoral roll
• NHS patient records
• Personal video recorders
• Phone-tapping
• Hidden cameras/bugs
• Worker call monitoring
• Worker clocking-in
• Mobile phone cameras
• Internet cookies
• Keystroke programmes

The great problem with surveillance is the contrast between the compulsive behaviour of those promoting and using it and the Public concern that sooner or later it will be abused and it is a poor substitute for on the ground policing by, whisper it, human police. Indeed as the CCTV craze has taken hold in Britain “real” police have largely disappeared from the streets of the UK. Instead you are more likely to see what are deprecatingly called “Plastic PCs”, Police Community Support Officers who don’t have the same training, pay or powers. Even when you do ring the Police your chances are now slim that you’ll actually meet a Police Officer. You will be put through to a centralised call centre where civilian staff will “prioritise” your call. Unless you become a “CAT A”, an emergency blue light response, as the control staff are incentivised to ditch as many calls as possible, your chances of saying "Hello Officer!" are slim. Mobile phone theft? I’ll take your details and give you a reference to claim from your insurance company. Car window broken? Unless you actually saw it happen you can’t assume it is a crime. And my favourite is that the Metropolitan Police don’t respond to burglaries unless the thief is still on the premises!

In fact only 3% of crimes are solved using CCTV and in many cases where it is available it is unusable or unfit for evidence because there are no national standards. Indeed often the Police simply do not have time to go through the amount of material available so it is simply not examined. So as a cynical public and police officers alike have pointed out CCTV may document crime but it rarely seems to prevent it. The public don’t want their mugging to be captured on high quality CCTV, they would much prefer if it didn’t happen in the first place!


The other issue is the widespread abuse of personal data and failure to comply with the Data Protection Act. Every CCTV camera trained on a public place should state in a prominent place on a notice specified in the Act why the images are being recorded, who is responsible and how they are to be contacted. It is little known that you can apply for this Data from the Data Controller of the company concerned as you can for any other data under the Data Protection act (DPA). But the law is widely flouted and the enforcement is totally ineffectual. Take one case of many I could give, the achingly hip St. Martin’s Lane Hotel in the Central London street of the same name, so hip it doesn’t even have a sign and the cheapest room is £230 a night. It describes itself thus;

“From its dazzling location at the hub of Covent Garden, West End theatres and Trafalgar Square, St Martins Lane is a dramatic and daring reinvention of the urban resort. Smart, witty and sophisticated, Philippe Starck’s design is a brilliant collision of influences - from the modern to the baroque - that suffuses the hotel with energy, vitality and magic.”

Well one influence it has little danger of colliding with is the DPA, for it has no less than 8 CCTV cameras trained on the busy public streets around the hotel but not a single notice as required under the DPA. Obviously too “Smart, witty and sophisticated” to comply with the law of the land.

Perhaps given the failure of CCTV to solve crime, the huge waste of resources in surveillance, the lack of control of the increasing much resented surveillance in our lives which is changing the very nature of society and the total failure to ensure effective data controls it is time to roll back “Big Brother” and get the police out of their strategy and liaison meetings and fighting something as boring as crime in real time instead of investing in more toys for the boys?

“It was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.”

George Orwell. 1984.

Sunday, 11 May 2008

An Independent Constabulary?



I want to declare upfront that I don’t like British Airways. Like most state protected monopolies they forgot who their customer was and engaged in cartel behaviour for many years with other state protected airlines to screw the customer with high fares and ridiculous conditions to protect their cosy monopoly. Once they kept me in Dublin airport for 3 days because their “condition” on their euro budget ticket called for the return leg to be re-endorsed by a travel agent. On a Sunday I went out to Dublin Airport to the BA desk to have the ticket “re-endorsed.” They told me they couldn’t do it as “travel agent” meant one of their agents not their own ticket counter. So I had to wait until travel agents were open on a Monday, miss my flight on Monday morning and pay extra to eventually go back on a Wednesday because of the silly restrictions they used to put on budget tickets. When competitors like Laker and Virgin started to take their market they fought back illegally with dirty tricks, having to pay compensation to Virgin and the liquidator of Laker Airlines. God knows what they go away with that we never heard about.

But even by their own standards they have taken the biscuit with their treatment of Nigerian passengers in an incident which also calls into question whether we should continue to pay a huge premium in our taxes to maintain an Independent Police Force, a question I have asked before.( http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/04/up-up-and-away-with-baa-no-2.html) More than 1,000 Nigerians have backed a call to boycott British Airways unless it apologises to 136 passengers who were ordered off a flight to Lagos after they complained about the forced deportation of a man on board.

A British Airways captain made the extraordinary decision to clear the whole of economy class on an aircraft due to take off from Heathrow in response to concern from travelers that security men were manhandling a man who was pleading not to be removed from the UK. The man, who was thought to be about 30, was being held down in his seat by four or five police officers as the other passengers filed on board, and was crying out in broken English that he was afraid he would die if he were sent back to Nigeria.

The officers took him off the plane, then returned and arrested Ayodeji Omotade, one of the passengers who had complained vociferously about his treatment. When others on board protested noisily about Mr. Omotade's detention, the captain ordered them all off the flight. The only person who eventually flew economy class on flight BA0075 was the unidentified deportee who did not want to go. Mr. Omotade – who pleaded tearfully with officers not to prevent him travelling to Nigeria, where he was due at his brother's wedding – was held in custody for 10 hours, accused of causing an affray, and banned by British Airways from travelling with them again.

Ayodeji Omatade


The police also confiscated all the money he was carrying, which came to £1,600 in notes, plus three £1 coins he had in his pocket, and abandoned him, penniless, in Heathrow airport. He was spotted there by one of his fellow passengers, who was waiting for the next flight to Lagos and loaned him the money to get home.

Mr. Omotade, an IT contractor from Chatham, Kent, who is married with a five-year-old daughter, said: "£1,603 is not a lot of money to some people, but to me it's a lot, and most of it wasn't mine. I told them I had letters written in English to show them why I was carrying the money, but they said they had strong reason to believe it was the proceeds of crime.

"By the time I got to the magistrates' court, the police had already applied for an extra 90 days to investigate. I still don't know whether they are going to charge me, or not charge me. I didn't even get my luggage back until a week later. They flew my luggage to Lagos. I need a public apology that I can get framed and hang in my living room."

The incident, on 27 March 2008, has created outrage among expatriate Nigerians in the UK, who have called on the Lagos government to intervene. A protest letter, signed by more than 1,000 Nigerians, has been sent to the country's President, Umaru Yar'Adua, and senior members of the Nigerian parliament.

It calls for a front-page apology in a national Nigerian daily newspaper to all passengers on flight BA0075, a written apology and appropriate compensation to Mr Omotade, lifting of the life ban which Mr Omotade says has been imposed on him by British Airways, and the dropping of any criminal charges against him. They say the airline has until 30 April to respond.

Nigeria's Favourite Airline?

"Failure on the part of the British Airways to comply with the above demands will result in us calling for worldwide boycott of British Airways by Nigerians," the petition warned. British Airways said: "Police were called to the BA75 service to Lagos on 27 March after a large number of passengers became disruptive. Many were removed. We take any threats against our crew or passengers very seriously and this kind of behaviour will not be tolerated."

Now I have many Nigerian colleagues and friends and I am sure they felt a great deal of solidarity with their compatriot who was being forcibly deported. After all this is a country which deported a terminally ill women to Ghana to die and is deporting a Filipino Man whose wife a nurse was, in the verdict of a Coroner’s Court, was “unlawfully killed” in the same hospital she worked in whilst given birth. Her husband has now lost his right to remain in the UK because the UK unlawfully killed his wife. The spirit of Frank Kafka is alive and well and living in the Home Office in Marsham Street, London.

Now as I said British Airways has an impressive track record in customer abuse but you may ask again why do the Police, who we pay for out of our taxes, see themselves as uncritical attack dogs for the transport industry not doubt using and abusing the many laws applying in airports and to “protect” us from terrorists. So why did they intervene in a civil dispute between BA and its passengers? If you paid £700 to go to Lagos would you expect the in-flight entertainment to be a distressed Nigerian deportee surrounded by 5 heavies? What was the threat to national security which required Ayodeji Omotade to be stripped of his money and possessions and abandoned at Heathrow? I confidently predict if the “case” against Ayodeji Omotade sees the inside of a court room it will be thrown out the same day. The independence of the Police Service and their duty in law to form an “independent mind” is fundamental to the contract they have with society to have the powers of a Constable vested in them. Every Police Officer has to make the following oath before becoming a constable.

“I do solemnly and sincerely declare and affirm that I will well and truly serve the Queen in the office of constable, with fairness, integrity, diligence and impartiality, upholding fundamental human rights and according equal respect to all people; and that I will, to the best of my power, cause the peace to be kept and preserved and prevent all offences against people and property; and that while I continue to hold the said office I will to the best of my skill and knowledge discharge all the duties thereof faithfully according to law."

The Police Reform Act 2002

Ayodeji Omotade and his 135 compatriots who were removed by the Police and treated like criminals could well ask where was the “fairness, integrity, diligence, impartiality, upholding of human rights …….and according equal respect……….” on the 27 March 2008 at Heathrow on flight BA0075 to Lagos, Nigeria. Indeed on the latter point of “ ..equal respect..” would the Captain of that flight and the obedient Constabulary have behaved with such uncaring arrogance to 136 white passengers in similar circumstances?

Wednesday, 7 May 2008

BBQ RULES‏



We are about to enter the summer and BBQ season. Therefore it is important to refresh your memory on the etiquette of this sublime outdoor cooking activity, as it's the only type of cooking a ‘real’ man will do, probably because there is an element of danger involved.

When a man volunteers to do the BBQ the following chain of events are put into motion:

Routine...

(1) The woman buys the food.
(2) The woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables, and makes dessert.
(3) The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill - beer in hand.

Here comes the important part:

(4) THE MAN PLACES THE MEAT ON THE GRILL.

More routine....

(5) The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.
(6) The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.

Important again:

(7) THE MAN TAKES THE MEAT OFF THE GRILL AND HANDS IT TO THE WOMAN.




More routine....

(8) The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces, and brings them to the table.
(9) After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.

And most important of all:
(10) Everyone PRAISES the MAN and THANKS HIM for his cooking efforts.
(11) The man asks the woman how she enjoyed 'her night off.' And, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women....

Monday, 5 May 2008

Farnborough Hall


Entrance

The area where the borders of North Oxfordshire, South Warwickshire and Northamptonshire meet is one of the hidden gems of England with rolling wooded hills where the tail end of the Cotswolds meets the Warwickshire plain and the Burton-Dasset Hills. It is largely off the beaten track but contains rich fertile rolling farmland interspersed with river valleys, lakes and ancient villages with atmospheric stone cottages, village greens and old churches often clad in the distinctive red Hornton sandstone so characteristic of the area. (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2007/09/upton-house-oxfordshire.html ) So it was with a sense of anticipation I headed north on the A423 about five miles from Banbury (M40 Junc. 11, then A422, then A423) and following the signposts about half a mile on a single track road towards Farnborough Hall. The location seemed reassuringly rural and off the beaten track but the property gets only a small entry in the National Trust Handbook (confusingly listed under the “West Midlands”) and contains the endorsement “Farnborough Hall is occupied and administered by the Holbech family” so I half wondered were visitors welcome? I need not have worried because at the end of the narrow road what awaited was a wonderful welcoming property full of family artefacts lovingly displayed, marvellous but homely interiors and a garden which contains a feature of pure genius.

Garden Front

Farnborough Hall is a beautiful stone house, richly decorated in the mid-18th century, which has been the home of the Holbech family for over 300 years. The rooms, decorated with Rococo plasterwork by William Perritt, are quite outstanding and house a collection of paintings and furniture. The hall displays one of the largest collections of Roman busts. The landscaped gardens contain 18th century temples, a terrace walk and an obelisk. A superb 1740s landscaped garden remains largely unchanged, containing a broad ornamental terrace with temples.

Ice House

It is a country house just inside the borders of Warwickshire, England near to the town of Banbury, and with an Oxfordshire postcode (OX17 1DU for satnav junkies). The property has been owned by the National Trust since 1960, but is administered and occupied by the Holbech family. The Holbech family acquired the Farnborough estate in 1684 and the honey-coloured two-storey stone house was built soon after. Major changes to the property occurred between 1745 and 1750 when the entrance front was remodelled and the rococo plasterwork was added to the interior. This work was carried out by William Holbech who wanted a suitable setting for the sculpture and art he had brought back from his Grand Tour. He most likely used designs by his close friend Sanderson Miller, an architect, who lived a few miles away. Long Palladian facades with sash windows, pedimented doorways and a balustrated roofline were added to the earlier classical west front.

Hallway

Interior of Oval Pavillion

Unlike many of its contemporaries, Farnborough Hall and its landscaped gardens have experienced little alteration in the last 200 years and they remain largely as William Holbech left them. The entrance opens straight into the Italianate hall. The walls are adorned with busts of Roman emperors set into oval niches and the panelled ceiling is stuccoed with rococo motifs but for me the highpoint was the family baby grand piano with a notice saying “please play me!”. The dining room on the south front was especially designed to display works by Canaletto and Giovanni Paolo Panini. The original works are long gone, being replaced by copies. The drawing room has panels of elaborate stuccowork featuring scrolls, shells, fruit and flowers; these serve as a framework for more Italian works of art. A stucco garland of fruit and flowers encircles the skylight above the staircase hall and on the top landing a local guide explained the history whilst showing a charming collection of family cradles.

Arbour

In the mid 18th century the gardens were significantly enhanced by Sanderson Miller to dramatic effect. The land at the front of the Hall slopes downward to give a view of lake below. To the left of the house a grassy Terrace Walk is flanked by trees and excellent views of the Warwickshire plain can be had from here. The terrace leads past an Ionic temple and an oval pavilion, which has two storeys and elaborate plasterwork, to an obelisk at the end of the walk. There is a great S-shaped terrace with two temples giving outward views. As the Oxford Companion to Gardens notes 'This majestic concept was conceived in the early days of the English landscape movement and ranks with Rievaulx Terrace and Castle Howard as steps toward the landscape parks of the late eighteenth century'. However, a keen gardener told Graham Stuart Thomas that 'There is only a grass walk, and a couple of temples. There is no real garden'. The two pools at Farnborough Hall, now dredged, would give him something else to look at. A series of waterside and woodland paths have been created in the Sourlands area of the park.

Cascade

For me the gardens with their naturalistic human scale are the most satisfying I’ve ever experienced in an English country house, a judgement no doubt prejudiced by the beautiful clear May Day on which they were viewed. For the devices employed are both simple and satisfying and still impress after over 250 years. In front of the house the river had been dammed to create a scenic lake, one of five originally in the grounds of which 3 are still extant. Following the path down you come upon first an arbour and then “Grannies Rose Garden” where the roses are enclosed in box hedging. Following the path down you come to the Cascade, where an ornamental waterfall was created when the river was dammed. There was a nesting swan at the foot of the cascade looking wonderful as she turned her eggs carefully before continuing to incubate them.

Nesting Swan

But the work of genius is the naturalistic terrace which follows the contour of the land on the far side of the house. Rising gently in an “S” shape for two thirds of a mile on the contour overlooking the Hanwell Valley (which unfortunately today contains the M40 motorway) it is a 30 wide grass strip enclosed by laurel bushes on the with bastions each planted with a tree on the slope side and on the other side it has a shaded woodland return walk. You can imagine the ladies with their parasols embarking on this post prandial excursion. As you ascend the landscape and vistas unfold before you and there are punctuation marks to mark the waypoints in your perambulation. The first is a door in a wall marked “Game Larder.” On entering there is the dramatic surprise that Sanderson Miller no doubt intended. For what unfolds is a view of Farnborough Village and Church and the Game Larder has been embellished into a viewing pavillion to take in the vista. Further up the terrace you come to an Ionic Temple providing another shelter and viewpoint for it was important Georgian ladies neither sweated nor got wet! Further on you come to The Oval Pavillion which in its open base has seating and a stone table and above a delightful circular viewing room with ornate plastered walls and ceiling. Finally at the crest of the terrace walk is an imposing obelisk dating from 1751. To return you take the aptly entitled return walk which is a parallel woodland walk and on this day the woodland floor had a delightful carpet of bluebells which had replaced the daffodils of a couple of months previously. The return walk to the house also allows use of the pavilions.

Game Larder

Oval Pavillion

Ionic Temple


Obelisk

There is no catering at the house but they encourage you to stop in the (National Trust) village of Farnborough where the village hall and the community raise funds by having afternoon teas. The village has changed little since this description of 1868.

FARNBOROUGH, a parish in the Burton-Dassett division of the hundred of Kington, county Warwick, 6 miles S.E. of Kington. Banbury is its post town. The Fenny Compton station on the Great Western railway is 1 mile N. of the village. Farnborough is situated near the foot of Farnborough Hill, and the Oxford canal passes in the neighbourhood. In the Domesday Survey it is called Fernberge, and afterwards passed to the families of Say and Raleigh. The living is a vicarage* in the diocese of Worcester, value £304. The church is dedicated to St. Botolph. The parochial charities produce about £50 per annum, £40 of which are an endowment for the free school. W. Holbech, Esq., is lord of the manor. Farnborough Park is the principal residence. Here is a meet for the Warwick hounds.

The National Gazetteer of Great Britain and Ireland (1868)

Farnborough is a delightful village but not as delightful as the cakes served in the village hall. As you enter the tablecloths, good crockery and teapots and nice chairs indicate this is a better class of tea and cake and so it proves. £1.50 buys you a masterpiece of the cake maker’s art with a wonderful selection laid out. Tea is served on proper china from generous pottery teapots. All is well in the land! The Victoria sponge is a proper eggy colour but for myself I wish to propose marriage, sight unseen, to the baker of the ginger cake with stem ginger icing! There are displays of village life all round the hall and the overriding feeling is if this is how good it is in the Shires we should all grow hairy feet and become Hobbits!

Village 1920

Farnborough Village

No doubt in 1751 William Holbech could look over his lands and admire his handsome seat filled with treasures from the Grand Tour set snugly in the midst of this fertility with the wonderful vistas created by the genius of Sanderson Millers landscaping scheme. This wonder is still there 257 years later and we owe some gratitude to the National Trust and the Holbech family that it is still there for us all to enjoy.


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Sunday, 4 May 2008

Shannon Airport Ireland.



The recent trip to Shannon was a reminder of the importance of this most westerly airport in Europe in the development of transatlantic aviation and its importance as a catalyst to development in the Mid-West region of Ireland. The airport is enjoying something of a boom with new transatlantic operators and Ryanair serving 30 destinations from its Shannon base. The townland of Rineanna, Co Clare had a good reputation back in the early 1930’s as a spot for wild duck and geese shooting along the north side of the Shannon Estuary. The same muddy flat land near the sea which gave the area its ideal hunting qualities also presented the authorities with the large flat terrain which was perfect for aviation.

Transatlantic aviation in the Shannon Estuary first commenced, however, with a seaplane base at Foynes. In October 1935 the Irish Government took a decision to initiate a survey "to find suitable bases for the operation of seaplanes and landplanes on a transatlantic service". The Department of Defence which provided technical advice on aviation to the Civil Aviation Section of the Department of Industry was given the task.



On 21 November 1935 a survey party set out for the West of Ireland and surveyed sites as far north as Athlone and south to Askeaton. Among the sites for a seaplane base which were considered were: the Shannon just below Limerick, Lough Derg, Lough Corrib, Tralee Bay, Kenmare Bay, Lough Ree and Valentia. But it was Foynes, near the mouth of the Fergus River which was finally selected. Its good sheltered anchorage and its proximity to long open stretches of water convinced the surveyors Foynes was the best choice. The site was initially surveyed in 1933 by Colonel Charles Lindbergh and his wife Ann, who landed in Galway Bay flying his Lockheed Sirius. On 21 November 1935 a survey party set out for the West of Ireland and surveyed sites as far north as Athlone and south to Askeaton.

(http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2007/08/foynes-flying-boat-museum.html )

Though World War II would contribute much to aviation, it delayed the development of the new Shannon Airport. During the War, Imperial Airways, the forerunner of B.O.A.C. and later British Airways, operated flights into Shannon from Bristol, to coincide with the flying boats operating to and from Foynes.

By the mid-forties, use of flying boats to carry commercial flights was dying out and by 1946 the airboat facility at Foynes was closed. On 24 October the first scheduled commercial flight flew into Shannon, as an American Overseas Airlines (AOA) DC4 landed from the United States. In 1945 Shannon also began receiving scheduled aircraft from Trans World Airways (TWA) and Pan American Airways (Pan AM0. The location was primarily influenced by nearby Foynes, which served sea-planes. The site was a marsh, but drainage was setup. It is in a prime location for aircraft travelling across the ocean.


Departures

The number of international carriers using Shannon rose sharply in the succeeding years as the airport became well-known for providing the gateway between Europe and the Americas. Limitations of the operating range of aircraft at the time (DC4, DC6, Lockheed 749) necessitated the interruptions of journeys for refueling. Shannon became the most convenient and obvious point before and after the flight across the Atlantic and most of the airport’s income derived from providing fuel, food and accommodation for these aircraft and their passengers.

Shannon was responsible for two important developments in aviation history, Duty Free sales and tax Free Zones. In 1951 the first Airport Duty Free Liquor Shop was opened. It started as a ship’s store where airline stewards purchased supplies for re-sale to passengers when the aircraft became airborne. The same applied to cigarettes and tobacco which began as supplies for crew only. Later, passengers were allowed to make direct purchases at tax free prices on a restricted basis and soon Shannon became, once again, famous for having the only airport duty free shop in the world. In the beginning, Shannon “Duty Free” applied only to liquor and tobacco, but it rapidly developed into an impressively large number of tax – free departments, which is how it remains today.



In 1947 the Irish Government passed the Customs Free Airport Act by which transit and embarking passengers, goods and aircraft were exempt from normal customs procedures. This established Shannon as an International Industrial and Distribution Centre and stimulated further traffic growth. The special status and the connections afforded by Shannon Airport the county attracted many industries to the Shannon Special Zone who when they arrived appreciated the unspoilt natural surroundings and the good communication links and facilities. The Mid-West also became a major centre of tourism spurred on by Shannon Airport and the development of attractions such as Bunratty Castle and Folk Park, Cliffs of Moher, King John’s Castle Limerick and thatched Irish holiday villages. The airport also stimulated Shannon Town, a unique new Town experiment in Ireland which attracted many U.K., South African, American and Canadian residents over the years. Shannon Free Zone is a 243 hectare International Business Park adjacent to Shannon International Airport. Since its establishment in 1959, over 110 overseas companies have located there. Shannon Free Zone is Ireland's largest cluster of North American investments and has a successful track record as a location for international companies wishing to Invest in Europe.



Several terminal improvements have been commissioned throughout the years, most recent being in the year 2000. A new US Border clearance and Customs post is be constructed soon. There are two runways- 06/24 and 13/31. The latter is the main runway, which is 3199m x 45m. The other runway, 13/31 is now closed permanently (It is on the right hand side driving into airport). The length of the runway makes it ideal for handling aircraft of any size - the worlds largest aircraft have visited the airport (Antonov 225 and Airbus A380). Indeed it is the only Irish airport capable of handling the Airbus A380. It is also a NASA shuttle emergency landing site. The airport is located in Shannon town, on a site of 2,000 acres. It is approx 24km North of Limerick City, and 22km South of Ennis.


Apron from viewing gallery

Throughout the 1950’s, aircraft on the North Atlantic were still piston engined. In 1959, however, long range jet aircraft such as the Boeing 720 and Boeing 707 and the DC8 began operating on the route. To ensure that Shannon facilities would serve these new planes well, a new runway was commissioned in 1961 which would have a length of 10,000 feet. However the advent of long range jets meant that Shannon was no longer needed as a refueling stop – as El Al’s advert of the time put it “London-New York direct, No Goose, No Gander!” The airport’s response was to survive by developing cargo, training and maintenance activities. It even did a deal with the Soviet airline Aeroflot to ship its own fuel in and using Shannon as a refueling stop, thereby avoiding using hard currency to pay for fuel. It has also developed Charter business, for instance all American troops heading for Irag and Afghanistan transit through the airport.


TWA Super Connie

There are several handling agents and FBO's at the airport- including Servisair and Signature flight support. CHC Ireland bases a search and rescue Sikorsky helicopter at the airport. The airport is an excellent diversion airport. Aircraft that may encounter medical, technical or indeed security emergencies often divert to Shannon due to its facilities and skilled and professional staff. For the same reason and because of the security its position affords it is often used for VIP flights.These led to one of the more amusing episodes in shannon's history. In July 1994 Russian President, Boris Yeltsin failed to get off the presidential plane in Ireland for a meeting the Irish premier Albert Reynolds. Legend has it that plane had previously circled six times over the airport in the hope that he might sober up before the plane had to land to refuel. The Irish Times cartoonist celebrated this epic state occasion with a cartoon showing an empty bottle of Stoli trundling down the steps. The phrase "circling over Shannon" has since passed into Irish drinking slang where there are acknowledged to be three degrees of drunkenness: Drunk, very drunk and, worse of all, Circling Shannon.



Boris Yeltsin not visiting Shannon!

Let's Party!

In 2006, approx 3.6 Million passengers passed through the airport, making it the second busiest in Ireland. 46,721 aircraft movements were recorded, making it the third busiest airport by movements. Around 50,000 tonnes of cargo pass thru the dedicated facility - Air France Cargo, DHL, UPS (Operated by Maersk), TNT and Fedex all operate to the airport, feeding to major cargo hubs. Shannon Airport is currently part of Dublin Airport Authority plc. The DAA is an airport management company with over 3,600 employees and a turnover in excess of €590 million. Headquartered at Dublin Airport, the DAA's principal activities include airport management, operation and development, domestic and international airport retail management and airport investment. The company's domestic operations include the running of Dublin, Cork and Shannon airports.


Planeside View

However from what I saw on the recent trip the airport badly needs better and more focused management and a redesign of the interior and better passenger facilities as it is a drab impersonation of its former glory – indeed the interior is alarmingly 70’s retro and the facilities have not kept up. In the main terminal there is little choice in catering outlets with the main attraction being the morose “Estuary Restaurant” whose main design feature is lines of tray clearing trolleys and whose signature dish is (an expensive) “Full Irish Breakfast” as, no doubt, it has been for the past 40 years. The retail outlets are not great but as I found out infinitely better than the poor offering airside.

To get airside you are obliged to go through a chaotic security area which is cramped and badly laid out with no proper segregation with passengers being searched, interviewed and waiting to collect their belongings all in the same line. Once you get airside it is drab looking with seating dirty & worn and very little to occupy you. The whole place needs redesign and redecoration and could do with more competition for refreshment outlets but it scores with free WFI internet access and an inside viewing area. However there is not much to look at outside as it is not a busy place for aircraft movements. However going up to the viewing gallery is not easy as (in a reflection of the lack of attention to detail and proactive management throughout the airport) one lift was out of order and the other had a red light indicating wrongly that the gallery was closed. The viewing gallery is a huge empty space with a row of seats at one end and is a huge waste. Shannon has a great story to tell but no where is it told properly – this empty space is crying out for a properly themed professional exhibition on Shannon’s role in aviation history.



The toilets throughout the airport are grubby, smelly and in need of a heavy clean although a complete refit to modern standards would serve them better. Also complete sections seem to be closed for the convenience of cleaning staff. Escalators and lifts appear to be out of order with no explanatory signs and it follows no sense of urgency about the inconvenience to passengers.



However the biggest disappointment was in the Duty Free Shop where I had to pinch myself to remember that this was where the concept was invented and where the Shannon Sales and Catering Organisation ran the Shannon Mail Order Company, Castles Banquets and the Shannon College of Hotel Management and set up Duty Free Shops in other countries. Reflecting the rest of the airport the display is chaotic, grubby and disorganized, a reminder of how much retailing has moved on elsewhere. It took me ten minutes to pay for 3 (non duty free items) at a cash register which was filthy and dust covered. I then wanted to buy a paper and the total selection at this “International” airport was the Irish Times and the Examiner, there wasn’t even a selection of Irish let alone international papers. I didn’t buy in the end as there was a queue of 14 people and one pay point.

I believe Shannon Airport has no idea how far removed its current customer offering is from the Best in Class. It is shabby, old fashioned and a poor customer offering – even more so when contrasted with its history of innovation and its reputation for customer service established under the late Brendan O’Regan who died not long ago. It needs a new start with being run independently, with new investment and I would suggest new management because it has the wrong type of staff in the wrong places. If you want to see a successful airport with quality design and facilities which acts as a superb showcase for its country look no further than Malta’s Luqa airport which is the best I’ve seen in Europe. Shannon has a great history but that is not enough for it now needs to capture the future and once again set the pace and standard. I hope it will because the region and Ireland deserve no less.


Shannon Town

This Map is copyright and is used with permission. It is from the superb Shannon Town Centre Map by www.truenorthmapping.com which incorporates a great deal of local history including the site of the 15 plane crashes over the years around the airport. The company has just produced another excellent map of Ennis & Clarecastle and has a Burren map coming out this summer.

A good source of factual information is the official town site;

www.shannon.ie

And the airport site;

www.shannonairport.com

The Oxford Murders



Off to see the newly released movie “The Oxford Murders.” There were two impulses to see this for as my regular blogistas will know Oxford is one of my favourite places (http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-in-oxford.html ) and John Hurt is an actor I’ve long admired and has some Irish connections both real and putative. His elder brother Michael is a monk in Ireland and he used to live with Sara Owen in Co. Wicklow. He long thought of himself as being descended on the “wrong side of the sheet” from the Marquis of Sligo but as the BBC programme “Who do you think you are?” demonstrated this wasn’t true. The Oxford Murders is a 2008 thriller film adapted from an award-winning novel of the same name by the Argentine mathematician and writer Guillermo Martínez, directed by Álex de la Iglesia and starring Elijah Wood, John Hurt, and Leonor Watling.

The proposition of setting a mathematical thriller in Oxford is interesting and has some previous form. A mathematician and Divine of Christchurch College Oxford, Charles Dodgson published Alice's Adventures in Wonderland in 1865, under the pen-name Dodgson had first used some nine years earlier -- Lewis Carroll. The texts of Lewis Carroll’s works are littered with mathematics and probability even if Alice gets some of it wrong! The most obvious example in the text where mathematics as we know it is different is when Alice tries to recall basic arithmetic facts when she first falls down the well: “Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is—oh dear! I shall never get to twenty at that rate!” Also, whilst John Hurt’s father was an Anglican clergyman, he was a mathematician who became a clergyman, so I wouldn’t discount that John Hurt had a personal interest in this part.

The film is set in November 1993. Wood plays Martin, an American student at University of Oxford who wants Arthur Seldom (Hurt) as his thesis director. In a public lecture, Seldom quotes Wittgenstein's Tractatus to deny the possibility of truth. Martin contests this, asserting his faith in the mathematics underlining reality. Later, Martin and Seldom meet by coincidence on the steps of the house where Martin is lodging and find Martin's landlady (also a friend of Seldom's) murdered. Seldom declares to the police that he had received a note with his friend's address marked as "the first of a series". As Seldom is an authority on logical series, he suspects that a serial murderer is defying his intelligence. Martin, Seldom and Lorna (Leonor Watling), a Spanish nurse, will try to guess the following terms of the series as murders continue.

The characters debate several mathematical and philosophical concepts such as logical series, Heisenberg's Principle of Uncertainty, Gödel's Theorem, circles, the Vesica Piscis, the possibility of perfect crime, "Fermat"'s Last Theorem and its proof by "Professor Wiles", the Taniyama conjecture, the tetraktys and the Pythagoreans.


As you would expect in a mathematical thriller there are several twists but the final twist is one that Seldom precipitates but hadn’t anticipated – I can tell you no more – you need to see for yourself! The characters are well drawn with Hurt playing the ageing professor and Wood the gauche fresher with depth and conviction. Oxford as always provides the most theatrical of backdrops but this is not a sanitized tourist backdrop but a gritty Oxford with an undercurrent of menace. However for me the revelation was the Anglo- Spanish actress and singer Leonor Watling – where has she been all our lives? Leonor Ceballos Watling (born July 28, 1975) is a Spanish film actress and singer. Watling was born in Madrid, Spain, of Spanish and English ancestry. She began her career in theatre and made her début in films when she was 15 with Jardines Colgantes by Pablo Llorca. Lately, she combines film performances with her work in the musical band Marlango. I predict this performance will lead onto greater things.

Leonor Watling

With the amount of math’s going on the pace at times is uneven but the plot is compelling, the performances convincing and the denouement unexpected so a classic thriller well crafted and worth catching.