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Happy Birthday, Neptune!

I see from Astronomy Picture of the Day that Neptune is now one (Neptunian) year old.


Source: Hubblesite.org.

The four images are of Neptune at four hour intervals. Neptune rotates once in 16 hours and so they show one whole Neptunian day. The white stuff is cloud. The clouds contain methane crystals, rather than water ice.

The planet was discovered on September 23rd, 1846 by German astronomer Johann Galle. Since its orbit takes 165 and a bit (Earth) years, this week on July 12, Neptune has completed one revolution around the Sun since its discovery date.

Many happy returns.

Don’t Do It, Cesc

Can anyone understand why Arsenal’s Cesc Fabregas would want to sign for Barcelona?

OK they were his boyhood team, but Everton were Wayne Rooney’s and he soon enough shook their dust off his feet.

Then again Everton were unlikely to win anything (in the short term) and I suppose Arsenal don’t look like doing that either. They certainly won’t if Fabregas leaves – and Nasri along with him. Barcelona regularly win competitions; for the moment.

But Rooney was a certainty to play for Manchester United – still is (if he can bring himself to do what his manager tells him, anyway.)

That would be far from the case if Fabregas returned to the Camp Nou.

Consider. He is a midfielder: and he wants to join the club with the best midfield in the world? To get a game he would have to supplant either of Xavi Hernandez or Andrés Iniesta both of whom are at the top of their game and unlikely to retire any time soon. The lure of playing alongside these luminaries – not to mention Lionel Messi – is of course strong and he would be returning to a club and a culture with which he grew up and is familiar. But he would be a small fish in a big pond, used most often as a substitute (if at all) whereas at Arsenal he is the main man, the team’s fulcrum, and much respected.

Be careful what you wish for, Cesc. The grass may not be greener back home.

Dundee’s Art Deco Heritage 7: St Peter and Paul Primary

The school is in Byron Street and has some Art Deco touches.

St Peter and Paul Primary School, Dundee
This is a stitch of three photos to get it all in.
There’s a nice porthole window above the window above the arched doorway, extreme left.

St Peter and Paul Primary School, Dundee 3
Note the pillars on the entrance gate. The porthole window above the doorway balances the one at the far end.

St Peter and Paul Primary School, Dundee 4

The otherwise strict verticals and horizontals are interrupted by the arches over the windows and doorways on this gable end block. The building on the right is probably the janitor’s house.

There’s one more photo on my flickr site.

Who Guards? Who Protects? Who Represents Whom?

Now that the steaming cess-pit that was the News of the World has been exposed – at least in part – the ramifications are widening, not least for our non-elected Prime Minister.

I listened to Mr Irresponsible’s speech today and his answers to the subsequent questions. This may or may not turn out to be David Cameron’s Iraq or Black Wednesday but it was certainly his Ed Miliband moment.

I lost count of the number of times he repeated the phrases “€œsecond chance” (must have been around twenty repetitions) and “€œresigned all over again” (ten? fifteen?) Was it he who came up with these formulations or one of his scriptwriters? Whatever, he stuck to them like a limpet. Or a comfort blanket.

Before that, though, he said we the public look to the police to protect us, to politicians to represent us and to the press to inform us and that all of them have been let down. I’€™ll repeat that. All of them have been let down. The police, politicians and the press have been let down?

In such a carefully crafted speech can this have been a slip? (Freudian or otherwise?)

Or does it betray Mr Cameron’s true attitudes? I think the latter part of his performance argues for him still not seeing where he has erred.

Second chance…. second chance…. second chance.

Resigned all over again…. resigned all over again.

These phrases were clearly designed to put Mr Cameron in a positive light. Yes it is entirely worthy to give someone a second chance. I wonder, though, how far David Cameron’s enthusiasm to rehabilitate others would go. Will he now be employing any ex-€“burglars do you think? Former fraudsters? Rapists? Murderers? Licence-fee dodgers? Others who have had to resign from their jobs for underhand, dodgy or illegal activities? Tax evaders? Oh wait a minute! He’€™s probably done that last one.

However, “€œresigned all over again”€ can have had no other meaning than that Andy Coulson had already been punished for his misdemeanours, indeed had been overpunished. That phrase (despicably, to my mind) tries to cast Mr Coulson as the victim, something which he is very far from. It is there purely to attempt to exculpate: whether Mr Coulson or Mr Cameron I’€™m not sure. And let’s not forget there was no punishment. Mr Coulson walked into a – presumably well paid – job with Mr Cameron. And, moreover, precisely because of his former job and its connections.

There is also the more pressing question of police entanglement with News International’€™s operatives (including the apparent payment of money to serving police officers for information.) Is it any surprise that initial investigations into News of the World’s reporters’€™ activities were tardy and incomplete? The police are there to uphold the law, not to provide juicy tit-bits to journalists; certainly not to benefit from such provision (beyond any help it may have in securing further information from the public.) Press releases and press conferences are fine; underhand undercounter payments for exclusive access are not.

I am reminded of the old Latin tag, “€œQuis custodiet ipsos custodes?”€ (“€œWho guards the guardians?”€) Are the Metropolitan Police in any position, now, to investigate these matters? Are they not, like the Prime Minister, utterly compromised?

Then there is the implicit protection being part of Mr Irresponsible’s team as Leader of the Opposition and then in Downing Street itself must have given to Andy Coulson. Is it any wonder the police did not pursue him too closely to begin with? When he got the job with David Cameron he must have thought he was fire-proof. No wonder he gave “assurances.”€ Assurances that were not worth the breath they were uttered with.

Please let David Cameron not get away with this catastrophic misjudgement by pretending to lance the boil the way he pretended to over the MPs expenses scandal. (The main scandal there being actually that those who could pay back their spurious or fraudulent claims have got away with it. Many members of the present UK cabinet included.)

The cosy relationship between politicians and the representatives of News International, the currying of the favour of that organisation politicians (all politicians) undertook – perhaps in the mistaken belief that an interest other than the corporation’€™s own might then be followed – the hands off treatment of that organisation’s tentacular growth, have all been large contributors to public apathy with the political process. Vote X get Murdoch. Vote Y get Murdoch. Let’€™s not vote; we’€™ll get Murdoch anyway.

A free press is indispensible to a functioning democracy. A cohort of politicians in thrall to one section of that press is not.

Today David Cameron promised Public Inquiries. Let their remits be as wide as possible and let them start as soon as possible so that they can take advantage of any information the police investigations turn up. Only under those two conditions will his credibility as PM be restored.

One steaming cess-pit down. How about The Sun next?

(Oh and are the Murdochs fit persons to be in charge of any news organisation?)

Friday On My Mind 59: How Can We Hang On To A Dream?

Just to show that, even putting Bob Dylan to one side, the 1960s were not a singer/songwriter desert.

Tim Hardin: How Can We Hang On To A Dream?

Hardin wrote a lot of good songs including:

Reason To Believe, better known perhaps for Rod Stewart’s version.

If I Were A Carpenter a hit for The Four Tops

and The Lady Came From Baltimore (loads of people.)

More Gormley Men

I don’t know exactly how many Antony Gormley statues there are in total in the Water of Leith, though I have now seen at least four.

The latest two I photographed last Saturday.

This one is in the water by St Mark’s Park and was taken from the footbridge you can see in the next one.

Gormley man

It’s quite a nice footbridge. Pity about the plastic on the bank. They’re doing some shoring up work I think.
Gormley man's back

The last is right at the end of the Water of Leith. The pier is hard by Ocean Terminal shopping centre. The Royal Yacht Britannia is 90o to the left of where I took the photo from.

Gormley man on pier

Edinburgh’s Art Deco Heritage 5. The State Cinema

On our stroll to Leith docks on Saturday I noticed this building from the pathway by the Water of Leith. So we climbed up to Great Junction Street and I took a few photos. (Yes I know this is in Leith really but we’ll stretch a point.)

The State Cinema was opened in 1938, turned into a bingo hall in 1972 and later became the Babylon night club. It was B-listed in 1995.

This first picture was taken from the bridge over the Water of Leith.

State Cinema 1

Here we have typical deco styling: horizontals,verticals and also trianguloid bits. Note the painting on the bridge parapet. It’s a bit deco too.

State Cinema 2
This view shows a typical deco curved wall and entrance canopy. The trianguloid bits on the red columns are more obvious here.

It’s a pity the building has fallen into disuse. On the Scottish cinemas website it looks a bit less dilapidated.

There is a plan to refurbish it though. (The cinema parts at the back will go but the entrance building will stay.)

State Cinema 3

The pyramidal roof on the square tower looks a bit odd but judging by the old photo in the Scottish cinemas link above it seems to be original.

Not Friday On My Mind 11: Pinball Wizard

For some reason I had remembered this as being from 1970 but it was actually 1969.

According to Wikipedia Pete Townshend called it a “clumsy piece of writing.” Whether that comment relates to the music or lyric is not entirely clear.

I tend to the lyric as the intro (in a style much imitated later by U2) is a classic bit of rock guitar; and the booming out of that first loud note made the song instantly unforgettable.

The Who: Pinball Wizard

SF Meme

Women writers of SF and fantasy first published in the 1970s.

Via Ian Sales’s blog.

Italicised writers are those I’d heard of before looking at the list.

Bold are ones I’ve read.

Struck-through:- I own at least one of their books.

Lynn Abbey
Eleanor Arnason
Octavia Butler
Moyra Caldecott
Jaygee Carr
Joy Chant
Suzy McKee Charnas

C. J. Cherryh
Jo Clayton
Candas Jane Dorsey
Diane Duane
Phyllis Eisenstein
Cynthia Felice

Sheila Finch
Sally Gearhart
Mary Gentle
Dian Girard
Eileen Gunn
Monica Hughes
Diana Wynne Jones
Gwyneth Jones
Leigh Kennedy
Lee Killough

Nancy Kress
Katherine Kurtz
Tanith Lee
Megan Lindholm (AKA Robin Hobb)
Elizabeth A. Lynn

Phillipa Maddern
Ardath Mayhar
Vonda McIntyre
Patricia A. McKillip
Janet Morris

Pat Murphy
Sam Nicholson (AKA Shirley Nikolaisen)
Rachel Pollack
Marta Randall
Anne Rice

Jessica Amanda Salmonson
Pamela Sargent
Sydney J. Van Scyoc
Susan Shwartz
Nancy Springer

Lisa Tuttle
Joan Vinge
Élisabeth Vonarburg
Cherry Wilder

Connie Willis

I own books by eight out of the forty eight (which makes one-sixth of the total.) Plus I’ve read one more.

On the down side I’d not heard – or not recalled – twelve of them (which is a quarter.)

I wonder what a similar list of male writers from the same starting era would look like.

Nature in the Heart of the City.

On Saturday we walked the Water of Leith from Arboretum Avenue all the way to the Port of Leith.

On the way there we saw this heron which may be one of the ones we have seen in the Water of Leith before. We were puzzling what it got to eat as we could see no sign of fish in the river whenever we had a suitable view.

Heron 1

On the way back…

We saw the heron looking intently at the bank, then stalking slowly and deliberately towards the river’s side. When close in its neck started to sway sinuously the way I suppose a snake’s does. It stopped, then started the neck sway thing again.

Then it pounced. Quickly.

There was now a small mammal in its mouth, a vole or mouse probably. I scrabbled to get a picture. I hope you can make out the mammal.

Heron 2

This is a few seconds later.

Heron 3

Not much later the mammal had been completely swallowed.

Now we know what it eats….

Nature red in tooth and claw.

Not to mention beak.

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