999, war and books

18 September 2012

Last night's Panorama was interesting; interesting but somewhat alarming.  Kids of Jewish settlers on the West Bank are causing a lot of hassle to their Palestinian neighbours.  It showed how one side retaliates against the other side and so on.  The Jews however also attack their own state.  One woman filmed the Jewish youngsters as they swarmed down a hillside.  Three soldiers were there as well and they stood by and did nothing while one of the Jews opened fire on the Palestinians, wounding one of them.  Each side blames the other.  Each side will not listen to the other side's story and are only interested in their own story.  It's no wonder the Middle East is such a dangerous place.

This morning we also watched the 999 show we recorded last night too.  Some of the stories they showed were beyond belief.  A man let his two young daughters go off by themselves to play on the beach while he sat in a pub drinking.  The mum was off shopping I think although there was no mention of what she had been up to.  A woman was arrested for having sex under the pier for just £5.  A three year old was found walking the street by himself - in bare feet.  But one woman said it all for me.

Her 15 year old daughter was arrested for assault.  The mum was interviewed and a lot of what she said is right!  Kids now know what their 'rights' are and are quick to tell their parents that they are not allowed to do this that and t'ther.  If they still go down the route of stopping the kids doing what they want then they go to Social Services and report their parents.  We had experience of this ourselves.  On his 16th birthday our son came home from school, threw his back across the room and said, "I'm 16 now.  You can't tell me what to do; you can't keep me in; you can't take my telly of me ..." and carried on along that line.  When he had finished he was told that while our name was on the tenancy agreement wanted to live there with us he would do as he was told or he would be out on his ears.  This happened in March.  Half way through October he was out on his ears!

And there's the rub; it really is the only option left to a lot of parents.  Sociologists and bleeding heart liberals have made it impossible to parents to deal with their kids as they really need to deal with them, to teach them right from wrong, to show them that rights come with responsibilities and most important of all, to teach them discipline.  That stance by sociologists is the reason why Britain is in the social mess it's in now.  It's now too late to try to correct it.  Now we have to live with the results of their social engineering experiment.

In 1968 while I was in Germany with the Army, I went through a phase where every book I read the story line happened somewhere in the world.  I read a James Bond about the women who had allergies to all sorts of things.  Then there was an outbreak of swine flu, a disease that killed chickens and so on.  I read another book about a plane crash and there was a plane crash within days of me reading it.  I wonder if it is happening now? That Peter James book Perfect People I'm reading right now, is about designer babies.  And what was in the Mail yesterday?  A story of Newcastle uni saying that in 12 months time they are hoping that they will be able to design out some of the hereditary diseases.  I wonder ... ... ...     

Today's photo is ...

Swallow Falls, North Wales.

Funny ...

Tony Blair started jogging near his home in Chequers. Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow."Fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the curb.
"No! Five pounds!" Tony would fire back.
This ritual between Tony and the hooker became a daily occurrence.
He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty pounds!" He'd yell back, "Five
pounds!"
One day, Cherie decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Tony realised she'd bark her £50 offer and Cherie would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better have a darn good explanation for the 'Boss'.
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Tony became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker. Tony tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past. Then, from the pavement, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five quid?!"