'Ya gotta have the poifict beach body': According to The Telegraph this morning, it is now de rigor to have the sort of abs 'n' pecs that line up like guardsmen if you wish to be seen on the better sort of beaches, you know, the sort you find in the Carribean, or Mauritius, or, er, Sidmouth in South Devon where, as it happens, I was a few days back. Here's a photo of me:
Er, I'm on the right, or is it the left? I'm not sure - perhaps I should have gone to Specvsavers. Anyway, I can tell you that as I strolled nonchantly along, well, more like hobbled and tippy-toed because its a pebble beach which absolutely ruins your manly gait, I could see the ladies nudging each other and pointing at me. And, yes, I know the average age at Sidmouth is around 82 but just as it takes an old drinker to really appreciate a superb claret, so, the final accolade for a bit of manly beach candy like me is the approval of some ladies who have, so to speak, been around the block a few times!
Bloody, bloody postal service! Obviously the Royal Mail has cocked up again because I failed to receive my invitation to The Spectator Readers Tea Party - yes, I know, shockin', shockin'! Given the amount of free publicity I provide for them here at D&N to my huge readership - sorry, did you say something ? - it can't be that they left me off the list. Here is a photo of Taki (wearing a tie, of course, because although he's a love-rat of the first order, he is, of course, a gentleman) and Michael Heath, the cartoonist:
The footnote to this photo is as follows:
Taki and Michael Heath (the only person who has been at the Spectator longer than Taki) He’s brought a bottle of 1995 Lagavulin for me, to make up for the one he drank at the same event last year.
I have tried to ignore the Rolf Harris show: It's been difficult because he's been everywhere you look in the media for the past, well, forever, really! By and large, I tend to accept whatever juries decide which is not the same thing as believing that they are always and forever right. Rape and sexual assault cases, being usually private occurrences, are particularly difficult to prove and I would have thought accusations made after 30+ years were almost impossible to decide upon with accuracy. But, as I say, I do not know the details of this case - but I know a man who does! I am grateful to the redoubtable Anna Raccoon for pointing me in the direction of James Rothbard's blog in which he applies some cool reasoning to a very complex matter. I'm not saying he is right but then I'm not saying the jury was right either. 'I dunno' seems to sum up my position!
Just follow the money: Because of my shuffle leap into the 21st century with MS 8.1 (or is it 1.8?), I have rather lost touch with the chap who runs Coyote Blog and even worse I have forgotten his name - mea culpa! However, I have found him again and as usual he is spot on. In this post he derides the constant accusation by the 'Warmers' that the sceptics are receipt of huge amounts of money from 'Big Oil'. The fact is exactly the opposite:
The big money has always been in climate alarmism. Climate skeptics are outspent a thousand to one. Here is just one example:
It sounds like the makings of a political-action thriller. The National Geospatial Intelligence Agency (NGA) has awarded Arizona State University a five-year, $20 million agreement to research the effects of climate change and its propensity to cause civil and political unrest. [...]
I can tell you the answer to this study already. How do I know? If they say the security risks are minimal, there will be zero follow-up funding. If they say the security risks are huge, it will almost demand more and larger follow-up studies. What is your guess of the results, especially since the results will all be based on opaque computer models whose results will be extremely sensitive to small changes in certain inputs?
'Big Oil' and the Koch brothers might have 'loadsa' money but it's peanuts compared to 'Big Government'!
Brief, to the point - and funny: Here's a couple of 'quickies' that made me smile. The first came from the lovely Andra who features so regularly in my Comment threads:
After Nigeria was eliminated from the world cup the Nigerian captain personally offered to refund all the expenses of fans who travelled to Brazil.
He said he just needs their bank details and pin numbers to complete the transaction.
And this from those 'very naughty boys' at IHTM:
Global warming is creating MORE ice: Antarctic levels reach a record high because of climate change, scientists claim. Remember, next time you want ice cubes put the ice trays in the oven and bake.
Aw, hell, it's Sunday so relax and enjoy: According to the experts, the greatest 'tapper' of them all and I am obliged to Paco of Paco Enterprises for providing the link.
And I never knew she was married to Glen Ford, one of my favourite actors of 'yonks' ago.
And, lo, my faith in sport was restored: Well, not that it was that high in the first place given that our rugger buggers failed miserably in Oz, our batters and bowlers should have stuck to rounders and our over-paid footie plonkers played like big girls, so, it was a real pleasure to see Lewis Hamilton romp home first in the British Grand Prix. And to put the icing on the cake, the final of the men's singles at Wimbledon between Federer and Djokovic was a titanic struggle between two superb athletes both of whom played the game like gentlemen. Not the least of its virtues was that neither of them indulged in that up and down pumping action with a closed fist so beloved of 'Andy McGrunt'. I am led to believe that it has vulgar connotations but of course I wouldn't know what they were!
No more rumbles today