Fans look away as Hereford teeter on edge of the abyss as fans organise boycott

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My story about the boycott of Hereford United Football Club has been published by The Independent. It was shepherded to publication by the brilliant and indefatigable Glenn Moore.

http://www.independent.co.uk/sport/football/news-and-comment/fans-look-away-as-hereford-teeter-on-edge-of-the-abyss-as-fans-organise-boycott-9891872.html

The Joker in the Pack: Selected Comments from the “Mail Online”

Trooping the Colour

Selected readers’ comments under the Mail Online story, “The joker in the pack! Prince Harry keeps Kate laughing as Royal Family gather to salute the Queen at Trooping the Colour parade.”

Ron, Munich, Germany, 14/06/14:  “Harry is genuinely good looking. But needs to colour his hair few shades darker.”

thommo, solihull, 14/06/14:  “they’ve got into the dressing up box again…republic please, and soon…”

Tinkerbelle, stuck in the middle with you, United States, 14/06/14:  “Queen Elizabeth looked really lovely. I don’t always like her choice of outfits but this one is really pretty.”

Accountant, Sheffield, 14/06/14: “Why do the royals insist on wearing such ridiculous fancy dress! I hate the American expression ‘turning’ when it’s a birthday.”

paul martin, Beverly Hills, United States, 14/06/14:  “The working class with few exceptions, cheer and shout for the royals as though they were their lord and savior. But the Royal Family care no more for them than if they were so many sheep on their royal estates, for they believe that royal blood, by God’s decree, flows through their veins and that common folk are beneath them. However, the monarchy has always careful never to openly alienate workers although they are part of a ruling class which is engaged in open class war. But be it parliamentary monarchy or a bourgeois republic the State is always the political power at the service of private property. It is always armed force at the service of the privileged class.”

buckbe, cardiff, United Kingdom, 14/06/14:  “can someone enlighten me what are the film awards eddie’s wearing?”

crewza, manchester, United Kingdom, 14/06/14:  “No Fergie?”

Steve, winchester, United Kingdom, 14/06/14:  “Well I don’t care what the liberals, foreigners and immigrants say….trooping the colour fills me with pride. If that lot don’t like it, tough.”

Andrew Rutley, Burnley. 14/06/14:  “There’s no future in England’s dreaming.”

Photograph: Trooping the Colour, June 2012, Wikipedia Commons, Carfax 2.

Balzac’s Interpretation of the Letter “Z”

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“One day, Gozlan met him in the Champs Élysées, just as he had left Delphine’s salon. He looked chilly and anxious. The chill he attributed to the unheated drawing-room that he had quitted; but it was due mostly to his condition of mind, then much exercised by something of prime importance to him, the finding of a name for a story which he had written but could not christen, in spite of protracted meditation. It was a man’s name he wanted–a name unusual, striking, suggestive of the extraordinary nature of the person he had created. ‘Why not try the names you see in the street?’ said Gozlan incautiously. ‘The very thing,’ answered Balzac, whose face grew radiant. ‘Come along with me. We will seek it together.’ Realizing too late into what an adventure he had allowed himself to be entangled, Gozlan tried in vain to escape. Protests were of no use. Balzac dragged him off; and, with noses in the air and absorbed gaze, the two men promenaded along the Rue Saint-Honoré a number of other streets, knocking up against the people they met and provoking a good deal of profane language from these latter… At length, Gozlan like Columbus’ sailors, having more than enough of the tramp, refused to play follow-my-leader any longer; and only after a long palaver was he dragged up one last narrow street dubbed variously the Rue du Bouloi, du Coq Héron, and de la Jussienne throughout its course. Here, suddenly, Balzac stopped dead, and pointed to the word Marcas, inscribed over a door. ‘That’s what I’ve been looking for,’ he cried. ‘It exactly suits my man. The person that owns the name ought to be some one out of the common,–an artist, a worker in gold, or something of that kind.’ Inquiry proved that the real Marcus was a modest tailor. However, his name was selected, and the initial Z was tacked on to it for the book, Z being by the novelists’s interpretation a letter of mystic import.”

Balzac, Frederick Lawton, Ballantyne, Hanson & Co., 1919.

Russian-American Food Ration for ISS

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Expedition 13 (launched  30 March 2006)

Day 1

1. Chicken w/ Egg, Cottage Cheese/ Nuts, Honey Cake, Coffee w/ Sugar, Vitamins

2. Bream in Tomato Sauce, Noodle Soup w/Meat,Tokana Meat & Vegetables, Borodinskiv Bread, Peach-Black Currant Ice/Pul, Plum-Cherry Dessert

3. Fiesta Chicken, Corn Creamed Spinach, Cherry Blueberry Cobbler, Apple Cider

4. Peanut Butter, Crackers, Grape Drink.

Photo: NASA, Image taken in the Food Tasting lab in building 17: bags of International Space Station food  (cheese spread, crackers, shortbread cookies, candy coated peanuts, beef steak, creamed spinach) and utensils on tray, 2003.

Strike of the Cabs, London, 1853

London 1853“The great event since you have been gone has been the Strike of the Cabs, as on Wednesday morning London awoke to find she was cabless, & the country arrived by the railway to find they must walk to their destination & carry their luggage or sit upon it till porters and donkeys could be discovered. It is expected that the strike will not last long as it is expensive to keep horses doing nothing, & carriages are being hired for the day & doing the work of cabs at the railways, in the meantime however London is all the pleasanter as you can walk about without being in danger of your life. Before the strike took place Fitzroy had agreed to relax the act so far as to allow 1s. a mile beyond 4 miles & to let them charge 6d. for a 4th person in the cab as well as 6d. for the 3rd. They do not mean to give way on any other point so the battle must be fought out between cabs & public.”

Letter from Lord Stanley to his wife, 29 July 1853, from The Stanleys of Alderley, edited by Nancy Mitford

Colonel Steve Rotkoff’s Haikus

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Colonel Steve Rotkoff was the Deputy Combined Forces Land Component Commander for Operation Iraqi Freedom. He kept a war journal during his time in Kuwait and Iraq, frequently summarizing events in three-line haikus which were published in Bob Woodward’s Bush at War, Part III, State of Denial.

Anthrax + smallpox
Gas masks, J-Lists at all times
Scary being here

Rumsfeld is a dick
Won’t flow the forces we need
We will be too light

Yikes–SCUD exercise
Mask four hours avoiding work
Sweat pours down my face

This is not a drill…
Mask + chem suit on quickly
Try not to panic

Gordon N.Y.Times
Demonstrates Media Ethics
It’s all about him

Saddam Fedhayeen
Where the hell did they come from?
Everyone missed it

Mental bone tired
Hard to stay not wanted
Can’t rest–men will die

Where is WMD?
What a kick if he has none
Sorry about that

We knew how to fight
Not so, building a NATION
We may lose the PEACE

From Bush At War, Part III State of Denial, Bob Woodward, Simon & Schuster, 2006