Back to Work

They finally turned up at just gone mid-day. So – not morning at all then. Tossers.

The work itself took just about an hour. Turns out that the company that had orginally fitted the carpet were utter fuckwits, and had managed to put in every single gripper-rod facing the wrong way, so basically the carpet just slipped off the nails that were supposed to be holding it in place. Cue lots of head-shaking, and “I’ve never seen a job as bad as this. Ever.” repeatedly.

To cap it all, I haven’t paid them. “Oh, the boss’ll be round to get the cheque. I don’t deal with the money side” sayeth the fitter. OK, this is the boss who couldn’t be arsed to tell me when they were coming until I called him to find out, the one who promised a quote for the other work we want doing and hasn’t provided it, and also the one who says “morning” and means “noon”. Fuck that, I’m not waiting for him to just turn up when he wants to in order to get his money, so I’m now in the office, and the shitepot can call me when he’s good and ready.

Seems fair to me.


Sacrifice

Proof – if it were needed – of the fact I think Herself is important can be seen in the fact that last night I ended up developing a basic database for her work, in order to keep track of various aspects of the work with her patients/clients. (I always hate using the word “clients” – it just makes me think she sounds like a hooker)

The place she works prefers to do it all on paper – Christ only knows why, but they do – and it becomes a real slog to sort out when a client started with them, who deals with them, all that kind of thing.

Anyway, because it’s going to need to be done within their existing framework and software/programs, I wasn’t able to sort all this stuff out with MySQL the way I’d have preferred, and so instead I’ve had to use – and this is the part where any decent techie shudders – MS Access.

I’m not sure it’s the most romantic thing in the world, but to a techie it’d make sense “I love you enough that I’ll use Access”.


Waiting…

I swear sometimes that my concept of time is utterly different to anyone elses. I’m waiting working at home this morning, waiting for a carpet fitter who is supposed to be doing some work “this morning”. It’s now 10 past 11. Morning is rapidly disappearing, as is my tolerance and patience.


Suicide?

As I said in the previous post, the New York Times has a piece debating whether the bombers actually meant to commit suicide (just type access for both username and password, if it asks) – which gives a lot of the resultant hysteria an interesting perspective.

Investigators raising doubts about the suicide assumption have cited evidence to support this theory. Each of the four men who died in the July 7 attacks purchased round-trip railway tickets from Luton to London. Germaine Lindsay’s rented car left in Luton had a seven-day parking sticker on the dashboard.

A large quantity of explosives were stored in the trunk of that car, perhaps for another attack. Another bomber had just spent a large sum to repair his car. The men carried driver’s licenses and other ID cards with them to their deaths, unusual for suicide bombers.

In addition, none left behind a note, videotape or Internet trail as suicide bombers have done in the past. And the bombers’ families were baffled by what seemed to be their decisions to kill themselves.

While some of these clues could be seen as the work of men intent on covering their trail, some investigators increasingly believe that the men may have been conned into carrying the bombs onto the trains and leaving them, thinking they were going to explode minutes later.

The suicide question has major implications not only for the investigation, but also for the assessment of the terrorist threat that London faces. If the attacks were a suicide mission, they would be the first suicide bombings on European soil, and signal a dangerous new threat. Suicide could indicate a higher level of commitment and point to the existence within Britain of extremists willing to die for a cause. If the men were not suicide bombers, some of the most basic assumptions of the investigation would change. On one level, the idea makes the plot less ominous. It is much easier to recruit “mules” who will carry and deposit explosives than people who are prepared to die

I must admit, I find a lot of the views given to be quite convincing.


We Come In Peace

Apparently, armed police don’t need to give a warning to someone they suspect of being a suicide bomber – if nothing else it means that I suspect the death of Jean Charles de Menezes won’t be the last such occurrence of this sort. (<cynic>particularly if the police marksman wants a free holiday</cynic>) In addition, the New York Times is speculating about whether the bombers were actually suicide bombers at all, which I’ll write about later.

Yes, sure, a suicide bomber is likely to try and detonate their device if they know that they are being followed by police, as the Guardian article says. But equally if a suspect isn’t actually a suicide bomber then they’re far more likely to stop when being told they’re in the sights of armed police right now than they are to keep moving.

Thing is, to my mind the warning isn’t just for the sake of the suspect – it’s for the sake of the armed officer, too. If the warning’s been given, and the suspect continues to act in the same way, or to make moves to detonate their device, then it’s a justified act to stop them. If they’re not, or it turns out that (as in the case last week) they’re innocent but still ran, then the officer can at least have the reassurance that yes, they were warned, and if they ignored that warning then that’s their choice. But at least they were warned– they had the choice to stop, to halt the chain of events. Without that warning, the shooting of an innocent suspect is – to me – plain murder.

The story of Menezes’ shooting/murder will come out in the end, I’m sure – but already it’s looking smellier and smellier, the more the police backtrack and attempt to justify their actions.


Resurgence

Interesting to see that cycling has had a bit of a renaissance since the London bombings, with the shop mentioned in the article going from selling 3 bikes a day to 15 a day now.

I find I do have a couple of doubts about the entire thing though – first of all, people are quoted saying “The Tube is dangerous, I feel safer cycling”. In London?!? These people are quite blatantly insane. I know my life is made dodgier by cycling on the roads in Bracknell – I don’t even want to think about adding London buses and taxis in to the equation. OK, so they’re no longer at risk of being involved in a bomb on the tube. But there were also incidents on buses – and a bus roof landing on/near a cyclist isn’t going to be good for the health either.

Second, I have to wonder what these people will do once it starts raining again (as it has here today) or as the nights draw in and it gets colder. Will the ones who are so willing to get back into cycling during the balmy light summer evenings be so willing to use their bikes on a cold wet November night?


No shit

Hallelujah, for the tide may be about to turn. Research is showing that people who download music buy more music. Personally I’ve always thought this was the case – I use online music in a similar way to how we used to use cassettes from friends etc. – it’s a chance to hear some new stuff, and then if you like it, buy the album.

According to this report, people who download music spend four and a half times as much on music as those who don’t download any. I’m sure that the record industry will say “yes, but that’s not the point” and come up with some half-arsed defence, but maybe – just maybe – there’s a chance that they’ll start seeing sense now.

Mind you, I wouldn’t hold my breath hoping for that to happen.