Revolutionary Rants

After a 4:00am wake-up call from a crashing server at work, Chicken and I have woken up more than a little tired today.

Then, already feeling a little annoyed at the world, we were faced with the news that passengers had bullied two individuals - of course, of ‘middle eastern’ apperence (which as we know probably means Brazillian…) - off a chartered plane to Manchester. They had cleared security, and did so again later, but the people on board claimed they acted suspiciously and had them thrown off the flight.

Absolutely ghastly. Disgusting, really.

But, as usual, documentary maker and comedian Sarfraz Manzoor put an excellent spin on it all for the BBC News this morning. The interview began with a clip of two of the charmers from the flight; he, shaven and beefy looking, her completely orange. I was just thinking ‘actually I’d be more scared to sit next to that pair, personally’ when Manzoor came on. He began with a quick reference to the ‘views of that orange person there’ - flash back to the very white whites of her eyes staring out of the overwhealming tan - and carried on to point out he, as a Mulism person himself, was also terrified of being blown-up. He ended on the brilliant note of saying that if all this carries on we will have to have seperate sections for people in planes ‘be they Muslim or even orange’.

Very amusing.

We had another quiet weekend, with a Saturday of lazing and on Sunday a birthday meal for my Nan in Bickington (not half bad). We saw Memoirs of a Geisha (OK apart from the dire American ending) and Spirited Away (very good, no Americanised ending). And, nit for the first time, I was glad of having such a practical partner, when Mr C managed to fix the washing machine, which had the same problem as before in Yorkshire.

Now for a bit of dissertationing before a nap…