I bought the Daily Mail today, the cover indicated that there was a big article inside about how Maggie Thatcher rocked our collective worlds so I figured it'd be a laugh to read it and sure enough it was. I'm old enough to remember her reign of terror, and everyone in my family - from my coal miner uncle right through to the bank managers complaining about that bloody woman and her crusade against sanity - so a two page spread by some bloody minded apologist was more funny than frustrating (unlike Bush apologists who just inform us that we're stupid and hate America). The rest of the paper was a litany of reasons why everything foreign was stupid and stuck up, why immigrants are all bastards and why Tony Blair is a bit of an arsehole. There was something in the lifestyle section about how men should be out working and women should be inside working on babies that I skipped across because the humour was running as thin as my patience.
Someone called Gordon Brown is also a jackass it seems, I don't recognise most of these names since Britain joined Ireland at the inconsequential end of the global political scene (also apparantly Blair's fault). Worryingly, the trend seems to be that prominence as a world power seems directly linked to how dangerously incompetent or bloodythirsty your leader is. Britain and Ireland have borderline idiots with a marginal capacity for deceit at the wheel so no one notices. The US, several african nations and a few middle eastern ones have psychopaths in charge and are in the news daily. I think the lesson here is that if Bertie wants to be taken seriously, he needs to start grabbing people off the street and start killing them slowly. That and change his name to something other than Bertie (actual name: Patrick Bartholemew Ahern, I always did wonder), people remember a name like Charles Haughey but "Bertie" is a footnote in history and an asshole made of sweets, and according to Wikipedia, a county in north carolina. One thing Bertie has over Blair is that he can inspire pity, the kind of pity that only a man who looks like his mother dressed him can possibly inspire.
Personally, he also inspires the kind of hate I reserve for stuffed olives, avril lavigne and people who abuse ducks.
I finished Indigo Prophecy/Fahrenheit X earlier this evening and I highly reccomend it with one caveat. It is a *damned* ugly game - probably five years old graphically. However it more than makes up for that with incredibly well executed voice acting and motion capture, action scenes that cause a certain tightness in the underwear and a plot that kicks the ass clean off anything hollywood has produced in quite some time. The control system, which I've mentioned before, might also be an issue for some people - this is not a typical game, it is an interactive movie where your actions and dialogue form the plot and with that in mind, your actions are dictated by a "simple simon" style interface where mimicing the patterns shown on screen determine your success or failure in a task. This has the unfortunate side effect that you're focused on the flashing lights rather than the excellent graphical sequences. I just turned the difficulty down to 'easy' and sat back to enjoy the show. I hope they make a movie out of this one and leave the plot the hell alone.
I'm downloading the unaired pilot for Warren Ellis' "Global Frequency", I hear its absolutely great. Lost Ep4 is on the way too but since I'm going to Cavan this weekend I doubt I'll have anything to say on the topic until monday.