In times gone by I was
regularly awake at silly o'clock and so would be watching all sorts
of series of TV dross. I'm not up early enough on a regular basis to
do that any more. So this morning with no DVD boxed sets on the go, I
struggled to find anything to watch.
I wound up watching Matt
Hayes and his fishing programs on the Discovery-I'm-Bored channel.
Yesterday I said spring
was on the way; this morning I had to scrape ice off of the car. As I
drove to work I listened to the radio. The Prime Minister is causing
consternation because he doesn't want to take part in
live TV debates. I can't say I blame him. No current Prime
Minister is going to look as good in a live debate as those who want
his job.
Mind you there is talk of
televised debates going ahead with an empty chair where a Prime
Minister might have been sitting. That wouldn't be good for him
either.
There is consternation
(and rightly so) at an interview with a convicted
rapist in India. This chap shows no remorse for his crimes, and
says his victim is to blame. Apparently a "nice girl"
would be at home when the rape took place; any woman who is within
sight of a man is "gagging for it" and deserves all
she gets. Furthermore she should just accept the rape and not put up
any fight (!) The BBC have televised the interview and are
planning to repeat it this coming Sunday. The journalist who recorded
the interview was interviewed herself on this morning's radio when
she said that that the rapist's words were pretty much echoed by many
in India. She really felt that this was the sentiment of the masses.
To think it's only two
day since I caused offence on social media by saying that most of the
world is still in the dark ages.
Whilst I'm ranting, today
is World Book Day. It's a
yearly event organised by the United Nations Educational, Scientific
and Cultural Organization (UNESCO), to promote reading,
publishing and copyright.
It's been incredibly well
supported in schools, or so one is supposed to believe. However
rather than actually being about reading books, judging by the
ranting expressed on the radio this morning it would seem that the
focus of the day has actually been about turning up at school dressed
as one's favourite Disney character.
It's interesting that
this coincides with a new system of exams
for school leavers. Head teachers being interviewed on the
subject feel the government's proposals are too radical; and want too
much change far too soon.
Critics of these same
head teachers pointed out that the average child elsewhere in the
world is generally academically years ahead than their British
counterparts.
Perhaps if UK schools
spent a little less time dressing up and a little more time doing the
three Rs...?
I got to work, did what I
could (as usual), and despite the earlier frost had a much
warmer saxophone practice than usual. And with work done I went on to
the weekly sax lesson. Teacher made some sense of the sharps and
flats.
And then home. "er
indoors TM" had a cob because her new
hoover was knacked. I seem to be the prime suspect purely based on
circumstantial evidence (even though I've not touched the thing),
and the leak in the chodbin has got worse.
If any of my loyal
readers could suggest anyone who is reliable and who repairs
toilets....
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