Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Jailed NY Bomber: 'Brace Yourselves For War'
Monday, 4 October 2010
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Staff at school to receive lessons in how to speak properly
to speak properly after Ofsted criticised their thick accents and
grammatical inaccuracy."
Webcam brings Northern Lights to living rooms everywhere
Photographs of the aurora borealis can't really convey what it's like to be sitting in the woods, staring at a black, perfectly normal sky and suddenly begin to see quivering green tracers slither across it. The photos are proof that we're not just all tripping balls up here in the northerly latitudes, but if what you really want is the experience—or something resembling it—the Canadian Space Agency can help.
Their AuroraMax Live project* turns a camera on the skies above Yellowknife, Northwest Territories and sends the resulting images direct to your portal on the Intertubes. Right now, I'm looking at it, and all I see is an inky, star-speckled night, ringed by a few trees. But, frankly, not seeing auroras on demand is part of the experience. If you want to improve your chances of catching them, try checking around midnight, Mountain Time, or you can read the aurora forecasts. (Live filming starts at 10:00 p.m., Mountain, and video from the previous night replays starting at 10:00 am.)
If you want to be a lousy cheater, there's also a sped up montage from the previous night that you can view on the AuroraMax Gallery page.
The webcam will be active for five years, centered around 2013, when the current 11-year cycle of sunspot activity is expected to reach it's peak.
Via Wired, and Submitterated by Jen
*Maybe this is my lack of sleep talking, but I find the loop of nighttime forest sounds that plays on the home page of this site really rather soothing. It's missing a loon, though.
"Six months in prison for MOT scam garage boss
Two years for cannabis factory
Saturday, 2 October 2010
read this article by some fuck stick at the guardian lol
An equalities expert reveals what goes on in the privacy of the training room
You spot them pretty quickly, my friend Jerome Mack tells me. Put 15 people in a room and the chances are that there will be two of them. Thirteen will make the effort. The other two will be bigots and proud of it.
There are many derided jobs and Jerome does one of them. Try this for size. 'Hi, I'm an equalities trainer.' In a Con-Dem world, it won't cut the rug at parties. But, despite what you read about busybodies interfering with normal human relationships and curtailing freedom of speech, how everything would be all right if only the malcontents would stop creating the problems, Jerome says what he does is pretty necessary. 'We work for private companies, the NHS, the police. We have worked for the army. You would not believe the things we hear.'
We all think we're basically good, even those who palpably aren't. And we are all creatures of our conditioning. But sometimes, in a private room, and probably because an employer decrees it, someone gets to challenge our perceptions about what we do, what we say and why. That doesn't mean we have to like it. 'The bigots will sit there for a while like simmering volcanoes,' he says. ''I don't know why I am here,' they complain. 'Why are you making such a big deal about these people? We all have our crosses to bear. What about me?' Jerome and his team might conduct training for 10,000 people a year, but these are the ones who get angry. Depending on what newspapers are saying, all sorts of things make them angry. Right now travellers, gay people and eastern Europeans sit top of the list.
But there's an upside, and it is the other 13, because there was a time when in that room, the bigotry of the two would be infectious. No one would stop them, quite a few would join in. 'Things have changed,' Jerome tells me. 'They challenge the bigotry now, they shake their heads, obviously disapproving. The 13 have been empowered, the two disempowered.'
So doesn't that put you out of a job, I ask him. 'I'd love to be out of a job,' he says. But it's a work in progress. The 13, they're great. But the two are always a menace. And they never quite go away.