A Different Drummer


Fair and Balanced

The Herald newspaper, mouthpiece of the Mugabe non-government, showing some genius editorial skills:
"The similarities between Tsvangirai and [US President] Bush are numerous, they are startling. Both men have a predilection for crime, Tsvangirai having had several brushes with the law for treason stretching back to allegations of spying for Apartheid South Africa in 1989, and Bush of drunk driving. Both failed their nation when it needed them most."
Poetry....

Time Abu Cairo Phone

In a shameless rip-off of Arthur's post (lets call it a cover), I put the last 12 months of my blog through Wordle, which makes these cool word clouds. The bigger the word, the more I used it....



(click for full-size pic)

In the news:

Tom Friedman clues into the fact that everything has gone to shit in Egypt, meaning this knowledge is now by definition stale conventional wisdom. Congratulations, Egypt.

Oh, and a story in The National gets a link from Boing Boing, meaning we have truly come of age....

Holidaying with two extremely special women

Had a wonderful couple of weeks with Thea in town, and a particularly a lovely week travelling around the country with both Thea and my darling mother, who was on the tail end of an epic month long holiday that had taken her across Turkey.

Obviously the UAE struggled to compare with the magnificence of Istanbul or Cappodocia, but I tried my best and a good time was had by all. The pictures (almost all taken by Thea, as I was a photo slacker for the whole trip), click on each for the full-size image:

There's a lot going on in this perfectly composed photo taken at the entrance to Sheikh Zayed's old palace in Al Ain:



A view of the beautiful Sheikh Zayed mosque in Abu Dhabi, looking mirage-like on the horizon as seen from Futaisi Island:



Thea being a good, honourable housewife and serving imaginary guests some imaginary coffee:



Me being a good, honourable husband and slaving over a vast couldron of imaginary rice:



Abu Dhabi skyline as seen from the breakwater / Heritage Village:



My darling mother taking in the amazing Madinat Jumeirah:



My darling mother and Thea, in a surreal universe where we all grew up together in Iran:



Like the first picture, there's a lot going on in this photo, taken as we were arriving by boat to Futaisi Island:



Me and the darling mother enjoying some quality time together at the best pool in the world, located in the Bab al Shams hotel:

Poor Showing

Despite signs of being a fairly decent human and hopes of a departure from the worst of his predecessor, Kevin Rudd may actually be a mindless populist, judging by this kind of oil-related crazy talk:
"OPEC need to open the production lines to a greater extent, increase global oil supply.

“They've done it a bit in response to representations from President Bush.

“The G8 provides an opportunity to apply the blow-torch to the OPEC organisation and its time that happened.”

Anybody who has spent twenty minutes reading about the dynamics of the oil market - and I am assuming Mr Rudd has - would know that "applying to blow-torch" to OPEC to get them to "open production lines" (whatever the hell that means) will achieve absolutely nothing.

Realising that oil is an incredibly rare, fundamentally valuable commodity that is running out fast, and therefore too valuable to keep on burning, would be what a responsible politician would do at this point.

Bitching about OPEC refusing to flood the world with one last wave of cheap oil is the popular, irresponsible option, and the one Kevin Rudd chose to go for...