"The most dangerous man you've never heard of": Not my words but those of 'Dellors' writing in The Telegraph describing Lord Pillock Stern, a former civil servant who, prior to his laughable 'report' on the economic effects of climate change, had "never published before on the economics of energy, environment or climate". Not my words but those of Richard Tol, a professor of the economics of climate change who has just asked his name to be removed from the forthcoming IPCC agitprop report on account of its inaccuracy. Summing up his opinion of the Stern report he wrote, "Its academic value is zero." And yet the chumps who run the world, well, some of them anyway, have spent zillions of our money in vain attempts to to deal with the non-existent problems that Lord Stern forecast. Why does anyone pay the slightest heed to these dim-witted poltroons?
'Spring has sprung, the grass has riz ...': Which means - groan, groan - that next week I must get out and cut my bit of the churchyard grass. With all the rain and now the sunshine - and, no, I'm not c0mplaining - the grass is nearly as "high as an elephant's eye". Yet again, as I do every year, I bemoan the fact that I forgot that primary but unwritten rule you learn very fast in the army - never, ever, volunteer!
'Rasher of the Yard' - R.I.P: I have this book, you see, called rather wittily "Thinker, Failure, Soldier, Jailer" which is a summary of Telegraph obits over the years with just one person featured for every day of the year. In an idle moment I wondered who was today's entrant and it turned out to be Sir Ranulph Bacon, former deputy commissioner at Scotland Yard who died on the 30th March 1988. Known to intimates on both sides of the law as 'Rasher of the Yard' - natch! - he was very definitely 'old school', urging the public, as he did controversially, to 'have a go' when they saw a crime taking place. And as he told a crime conference, "A shotgun is part of the adult Englishman's equipment'. I wonder if he ever considered emigrating to Arkansas? I think he might have done very well there!
How to annoy the French: I have another silly book called "1,000 Years of Annoying the French" by Stephen Clarke. It is not the sort of book you would read fromcover to cover but it is worth dipping into during idle moments. For example, this morning I learn, with a frisson d'excitation, that those two culinary inventions so dearly beloved of our Gallic neighbours as being quintessentially French, la baguette and la croissante, were actually the invention of two different Austrian bakers. Quelle horreur!
'California, here I go': It almost defies belief but California which, if memory serves as far back as the '70s/'80s, was once ranked as about the 8th richest political entity in the world, in other words, as a single state of the Union it was richer than most countries. Today, according to Peter Hannaford at The American Spectator, it is well on the way to following Detroit down the plughole:
California’s economy continues to head south. The highest state corporate tax rates, sales and gasoline taxes in the country, combined with a heavy regulatory burden, continue to drive business away. Charles Schwab, the San Francisco-based stock broker, announced recently that “a significant number” of its 2,700 locally based jobs would be moved out of state. Oil giant Chevron is moving 800 jobs to Texas. Campbell Soup is closing its Sacramento plant and moving its 700 jobs to other states. Boeing is closing its big jet assembly plant in Southern California and laying off 3,000 workers. Bayer, instead of making a new drug in its Berkeley plant, is going to do it in Germany, eliminating 500 new jobs — on top of the 450 it shifted from Berkeley to Europe two years ago.
Chief Executive magazine does an annual survey of 650 corporate chief executives throughout the nation. It asks them to rate the states based upon taxation, regulation, environment, and the quality of living for workers. For 2013, California ranked 50th — dead last — for the eighth year in a row.
What evils socialism can inflict on the unwary, and yet still people vote for it.
Kissing in public: I had better start by making the statutory declaration, to wit, I am not homophobic, most of the homosexuals I know I prefer as company to a lot of heterosexuals I know. Also, I have long advocated that homosexual relationships should be recognised in law by civil partnership arrangements. I don't approve of 'marriage' between them, not for any ethical reason but simply because marriage has meant one thing, and one thing only, for millenia and being of a conservative bent - oi! I do the jokes round here! - I do not see any reason to change it. However, that said, I do wish they wouldn't kiss each other. Don't ask me why, it just makes me grimace. Mind you, I don't much care for men and women kissing in public, either. I don't mind a quick peck of the sort bestowed by husband on wife prior to hopping on the 7.30 train to London, but those 'deep throat' efforts in which you fear for the life of one or either of them are deeply unpleasant to look at. Of course, being an A1 humbug of the first water, I think I could manage to look at two young, pretty lesbians sealing their vows, so to speak, with a five minute long snog but, alas, in nearly every photo I see in the press featuring a lesbian marriage, one of them is gorgeous whilst the other looks like a retired lorry driver!
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the next Prime Minister: Er, well, perhaps not the next but maybe very soon:
Mr. Sajid Javid MP who is the subject of an admiring piece by Fraser Nelson over at The Coffee House and an equally admiring article in today's Mail. He strikes me as admirably well-qualified in that he is absolutely and definitely not part of the metropolitan mildew which has spent its entire life growing in and around SW1. He has a rich - and I don't mean the dosh he earned the hard way - background which began from a very humble beginning. He is a great admirer of another outsider from humble origins who made it to the top - that woman! Of course, we need to know more but he shows promise.
No more rumbles today - see you all tomorrow