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Pretty amazing Christmas lights

You think you’ve seen Christmas lights? You haven’t, until you’ve seen these. Whack up the volume, and be impressed… though how on Earth the people in that house sleep at night with those lights, I’ve really no idea. (via)

Update
To save you having to download the video in bit-hungry format, here it is streamed for you…

This 762nd post was filed under: Miscellaneous.

Austin has died

David Austin, one of my two favourite newspaper cartoonists, has died, aged seventy. It’s strange to think that despite never having met the man, he’s made me smile probably thousands of times, even laughing out loud on occasion. The Guardian, which carried an Austin on its front page and another inside for many years, has a tribute by my other favourite, Steve Bell, a leader column in his praise, and, of course, a full obituary. I will miss him.

This 761st post was filed under: News and Comment.

62m Americans wanted this guy’s finger on the button…

President BushHe’s apparently leader of the free world. He’s arguably the most powerful man on the planet. Yet, like the greatest of heroes, he’s thwarted by the simplest of things. Like locked doors. Or micturition. Or bicycles. Or pretty much anything, really. I may have to rethink that ‘Greatest of Heroes’ bit…

This 760th post was filed under: News and Comment.

A ‘thing’ about memorials and Acts of Remembrance

Last week, we had a memorial service for those killed in the London bombings. Today is Remembrance Sunday, where we remember those killed at war. And next week, there’s probably some other memorial service for people killed in another horrific tragedy. And all of these kinds of events make me feel the same way: If I died in some extraordinary fashion, I wouldn’t want to be remembered at these services.

There are very few things I can think of which are more depressing than the thought of being remembered for your death, rather than for your life. How many of those killed in the London bombings would want to be remembered as the person killed in a terrorist attack? How many more would prefer to be remembered for the happiness they brought to their family, and the good they did with their lives?

How many servicemen killed in battle would want to be remembered for enduring the worst possible conditions, far from home, only to die in unimaginable pain at the hands of the enemy? How many more would prefer to be remembered for the time they spent with their families, friends, and colleagues before being forced to fight for their country?

When the time comes, if some great atrocity carries me off, if I’m lucky enough to be remembered then please put the end to the back of your mind, and remember my life before you remember my death.

This 759th post was filed under: Miscellaneous.


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