Tuesday, January 04, 2005



At my maiden, 1982 to be precise, Parliamentary Press party, I had a lively discussion on the subject of parliamentary culture with the self-appointed psychopolitical guru Ron Fisher, the senior chamber attendant, who liked to spring surprises and witty observations. Like ministerial and parliamentary chauffers, the chamber attendants are often in the know. He summed up his connection to Parliament by stating that one does not have to be mad to work in Parliament, but it helped. It is great to know that in 2005 the ABC of Australian fame is educating viewers by screening a series entitled Altered Statesmen. Last night the show started in a Hollywood style with Ronald Reagan rather than JFK. Lisa Pryor states that You do not have to be insane or drug addicted to lead a nation, though it helps. @ MD, we hope that the parliamentary intellectual, Catherine Watson, who once sent me a rather unparliamentary-like email will be watching the series (smile)
According to the series, some of the most powerful politicians of the twentieth centure were unbalanced, depressive, alcoholic or even senile. History proves that any party that dominates the system for long falls into the corruption trap...

Eye on Politics & Law Lords: You are wrong. No You are wrong!
Despite what politicians whisper in your ear during the parliamentary press gallery party, it is OK to like Citizen MEdia Dragon. So many riches, so many opportunities to astonish us, and provide return on bohemian investment ...

Thank God for Citizen Girl. Girl is a self-possessed, moral, intelligent, and open feminist who is not a militant-chic refugee from Lillith Fair or an NPR-tote-bag carrying blue-stater in a hemp dress. She isn't a loveable oaf like Bridget Jones who only obsesses over weight and boys and little else. McLaughlin and Kraus pull it off because they are so wry and so spot on.


The finale to Citizen Girl comes when Girl discovers that the company she works for is nothing more than a shell company for an Internet porn site--one that charmingly encourages men to simulate rape and violence toward women who are provocatively dressed as executives. Oh, and it's run by a successful woman. Girl has had enough: "This is the lazy choice, with your skills you could be making money and a difference," she tells the woman behind the curtain. Can one really do both? Well, McLaughlin and Kraus sure have.
Citizen Girl [Waist-band-and-ironing-board adverse ]
• · Survivors against all odds. Now, imagine if every single day there were headlines in every newspaper in the world and every television show saying: "29,000 children died yesterday from preventable diseases and malnutrition" ... If the story were told that way every day, the goodness of human beings would rebel quickly against these social systems that made all this suffering possible, suffering far far far far far in excess of all the suffering caused by tsunamis and other natural disasters Where Was God in The Tsunami? And where has humanity been? ; [The images play over and over in Jasmin Hasic's mind. Haunted by Horrific Memories ]
• · · Numbering the Dead: A culture in agony ; [Tim Blair: Useful Tsunami links - 1 and 4 January 2005 ]
• · · · The twisted limbs of the frail girl in a blue dress were caught in a garden fence by the sea. She may have already been dead, but no one stopped to check -- there was too much tragedy going on all around, as the water kept coming. The tragedy still hadn't dawned on me until I came upon the girl in the blue dress, caught in a fence
• · · · · It becomes harder and harder to deny that there is a problem at the United Nations when we read International Herald Tribune reports that Kofi Annan met in closed door session with supporters in the Manhattan. What's interesting about the "secret" meeting between Kofi Annan and "veteran [American] foreign policy experts" is how short a time it remained secret An Axe in the Frozen Sea of UN
• · · · · · What do pumped-up athletes, power-hungry politicians and lovers of fast cars have in common? Too much testosterone, or is that just a masculine myth? Hooked on the hard stuff