confusion

The Ministry of Sound just announced that they are going to move Nelson’s Column To The Millennium Dome for their New Years Eve party. Now just in case you did not know Nelson’s Column has been in Trafalgar Square since 1843 and it is 165 feet tall (the Dome is 172 feet at it’s highest interior point so it’s a tight fit.) Now if this was any country but Britain and a night club asked to use a Laser cutter to disassemble a national monument, move it across town, reassemble it inside a stadium for a 15 hour party then move it back; the government would say “you are kidding aren’t you?” But not in Britain—they agreed! I have this sadistic hope that the thing is permanently messed up by all this, or even that it falls over while they are trying to put the pieces back together! Who in the government thought this was a good idea? And why?

Go here to read more…

Ok, so I tried to go to DMV today to register my car in DC. No go. The DMV in Georgetown does not no that. So they sent me to 301 C st. But they told me I needed insurance in DC, the Virginia stuff will not work, and I needed to have the car inspected first. So now I have to get up tomorrow and get the car inspected and get insurance. I spent most of my Friday afternoon dealing with this and in the process I got a ticket! F’en DMV. I also had to pay parking at the Georgetown site – $4.00 for ten minutes to be told, “we don’t do that here…” F’en DMV!

That’s really funny when you remember that ‘berliner’ is also the word for a jelly doughnut. The title is from the Bild—a German newspaper who where running a story on a very disturbing murder case in Germany — go here for the Reuters story. But you should probably read it on an empty stomach—it’s gory, disgusting, disturbing and oh, so wrong. It’s like “Citizen X” meets “Hannibal.”

I found out the other day that a person I have know since I was two has cancer. Now I am not great friends with this person, we don’t keep in touch—but we know each other and are friendly when we meet. I found out through her mother that she has cervical cancer, and she apparently has had it for about a year, during which time she kept it a secret and would not let the doctors treat it.

I have dealt with death before—to many times, but every time it is like the first. This is a strange case because the person involved is not someone I see on a regular basis but I know in the back of my head that it is going to happen. And it’s not going to be a painless, passing in the night kind of death, it’s going to be a long, drawn-out painful fade into non-life.

The things that scare me the most about this whole deal; 1) she is a nursing student it’s not as if she does not know what she is setting herself up for by not accepting treatment. 2) She has two children who she is very devoted to—you would think that she would do everything she could to fight for their sakes. 3) she is six months older than me.

Is South Korea asking to get bitch slapped? Why the hell did they ship SCUD missiles to the middle east now of all times? I just don’t get it. What were they thinking?

On the bright side looks like some of that intelligence we are supposed to have might actually be more then talk—that makes me feel better. What are the odds that we know about a whole lot more than one SCUD missile shipment?

Also I noticed that Jimmy Carter was in Oslo yesterday to pick up his Nobel Peace Prize. He warned against the concept of the “preventive war” —I have to say that I agree with him. When you start attacking people to prevent them from attacking you how much better are you than you think they are? Now you’re the aggressor.