Archive for the ‘politics’ Category

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Magna Carta and the Very Important Day

June 11, 2008

Magna Carta

I was doing some research for a talk later today, and came across some lovely images of Magna Carta. To be fair, I was choosing sample search terms to demonstrate search engines, and this issue was on my mind. This evening is the UK House of Commons vote on whether suspects can be detained and held in custody for 42 days WITHOUT CHARGE. If you ever thought that people’s concerns about Britain becoming an Orwellian police state were overstated and alarmist, this might change your mind. 42 days is plenty of time for your life to go to (excuse me) hell in a handcart.

Imagine explaining to your employer what happened, when you don’t even know! I doubt that many MP’s visit my blog, but if they did stop by I would say to them - is this really what you want on your CV? The demolition of ancient rights that we always talk about as if Britain invented them Because It Did?

19:19 - Depressing, predictable update: the government won this vote, barely. What a disgusting travesty of democracy. Note to self: might want to actually Write Down Constitution if ever starting a country to avoid nonsense like this in times of tabloid-stoked public hysteria. There is now literally NOTHING Gordon Brown could say that would ever, ever persuade me to vote for him.

Help us House of Lords, you’re our only hope…

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Quoth She

May 30, 2007

Here’s a quote that seems to capture something essential about the American mindset. Monica Goodling, in her recent testimony before the US Congress, said the following:

“It just snowballed into a not good situation.”

Indeed.

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Corporate Intelligence - today’s oxymoron

May 23, 2007

I really hate to jump back into blogging with a rant. I had a great Artweeks, met a local family that shares my surname who bought one of my prints - pleasant, interesting topics abound. And I will get to them. But honestly, why blog if you can’t occasionally give voice to the soul-destroying frustration that results when you try to reason with a large corporation. Name and shame, that’s what I say. (At least until m’learned friends see fit to get involved. That’s lawyers, for you stateside readers.)

OK. The story so far… I have had, for many years, an American Express card. Amex saw fit to give me this card when I was a just-graduated fine art major in the United States. Leaving that inanity aside, we move on to the present day, where I am now living in the UK (since 2002). Not, and this becomes crucial later, a US city called Oxford UK. Not a country called ENGLAND G, BR either (that one’s for you, Bank of America.) Recently, when trying to use said card online and filling in my billing address, I have been greeted with the error message “Incorrect Billing Address”. This seems to happen only on one particularly fussy website, but hey, my address should be correct in all situations, not be a good approximation that some sites might accept through poor practice. So I log on, check my account details, and sure enough, my billing address on file is some mutant hybrid of my UK address smooshed into the template of a US postal address. The website even warns that your address may appear formatted for the US postal service. An AMEX customer service rep on the phone admitted that they could not deal with my UK address. This crime against data may be a convenient workaround for someone, but it sure as &%^$ does not do me any good when I am trying to do an online transaction with my actual address. It also strikes me as the kind of muddle that is in no way conducive to “national security”. This is what I see when I look at my account details:

Address Line 1:<blank>

Address Line 2: Here they have my correct number and street, but on the wrong line

City: Oxford UK

State: <blank>

Zip Code: Here we have the first *5* characters of my *6* digit UK postal code.

Helpfully, as I once declined to give them my work phone number, it has been entered by someone as 777-777-7777. I can only guess what it would look like if I had given the full international phone number.

I understand that the US government seems bent on discouraging US citizens from living in “foreign” countries by taxing them anywhere in the world. Forever. I had until now not appreciated that large US companies seem to have jumped on the bandwagon and made it virtually impossible to keep your account when you move abroad. People - this is not quantum physics. If you are going to allow someone to keep an account when they move overseas, it might, and this is just an idea here, be a good idea to figure out how to format their address properly. Earth to USA, not everybody lives in a State. And remember, this is a specifically Travel Related Company we are talking about. It doesn’t inspire confidence for the next time you lose your travellers’ cheques, does it? I have a related gripe about how US political campaigns also conveniently forget that they might have supporters not currently living in the land of the “free” but who still, in hopes of rendering the political situation less noxious, bother to vote. But that will have to wait for another day.

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And now for something completely different…

March 13, 2007

Just as I get my machine ready for some real graphics work, I find myself suddenly pursuing athletic and political activities. Anyone who tries to do creative work will be familiar with the syndrome - anything other than sitting down to produce something seems fascinating and urgent. I will say that I really enjoyed skating at the local ice rink with some people from work the other evening. I had no idea whether, after a 20+ year hiatus, I could still ice skate, and was pleasantly surprised to find that I could. The whole experience was rather jolly, the perfect antidote to the clouds of gloom that gather when one ponders civic life in modern Britain. Happy citizens of various ages/abilities/ethnicities/hairstyles were enjoying themselves on the ice, moving to the bouncy pop music, and periodically “snow” descended from globes in the ceiling. The Oxford city council comes in for a lot of criticism, but someone is doing something right here.

And politics: on Saturday I went on my first ever protest cycle ride, from Oxford to Radley Lakes. Thrupp Lake is in danger of being filled in with noxious fire ash from the nearby power plant at Didcot. The campaign seems to be gathering strength and it was a very good-natured yet determined event, complete with children in bicycle trailers and friendly dogs. I was particularly happy that I got to wear one of the terry cloth frog outfits handed out by the organizers before we left Broad Street.

Oh, and I’ve decided to start sewing.