* I'm off with my partner to visit a female friend and bring her back for the Easter so this blog won't get updated til next monday. This friend is quite an interesting woman, she is in no way a new ager (acts spitting routine) but she is shall we say strange. The thing that attracted my attention was one day at a tribal gathering she told me she didn't like a woman of mutual acquaintance. When I asked why she said' She hasn't got a soul.' Meaning what? asked I. 'She's not connected to anything.' said my enigmatic friend. Apparently there are people around without souls. She wasn't certain whether they were born without them or they died on them as she had never seen a small child without one. They are disaster areas apparently and I must admit she was right about our mutual acquaintance who causes sore hearts and broken lives scattered about. I wondered if she was therefore like a robot but apparently not. They lack discernment she said. Anyway I hope my soul hasn't done a runner or she won't come with us which would be a shame as she is immensely entertaining.

* A friend emailed me who had seen my report on mr cameron and pointed out that cameron had proposed the support of marriage. This is a positive in his favour. The thing is that not everyone who might like to get married has enough room in their house to accommodate a nanny. A grant should be provided to enable married couples to get an additional room added to their houses. In addition he pointed out that some poorer families could not afford to pay their nannies the minimum wage and this might explain the large number of illegal immigrants in the country, who are acting as nannies to poor people paying them beneath the minimum wage. Obviously a top up grant for poor people is required.

* An extremely amusing program was broadcast on C4 about the tory leader. Its main point was to show that cameron has absolutely no convictions whatsoever and drifts like a log in the tide. This was I suppose designed to shock but it seemed only mete and right in this age where society gets its directions from cokeheads. The only noteworthy things about cameron was he went to Eton, most of the shadow cabinet went to Eton, he was a member of an elite upper class glee club whose object is to get 'hog whimpering drunk' and smash up restaurants, which 'mummy and daddy' then pay-off to keep junior out of jail, and the fact cameron does the dishes without rolling up his sleeves.
He seems the very man for our times, shallow, no convictions and completely unaware of how the lower orders live. This puts him on a par with the liberal elite running the agenda who have no effing idea what its like on a sink estate either.
The only reason he's in charge is the fact that the tories have despaired of ever getting back in power.

* More depressing news came when it emerged that the Ninja Mutant Turtles are topping the box office in the land of the brave and free. Then there was blair and the church of england beating its breast and apologising for the slave trade. Well f*** me don't include me I can assure people I had nothing to do with it and any idea I'm accepting responsibility for the actions of previous generations is out. I expect all my forebears were pulling forelocks on Cameron and his shadow cabinets forebears estates. I mean wasn't the slave trade an excellent example of the entrepreneurial spirit and the triumph of market forces. Not the first time someone pursued profit at the expense of someone else's misery. Accept responsibility for your own actions or lack of action I won't be volunteering to shoulder anyone's successes or failures.

* I was watching BBC2 last night with a number of friends to view the last of the programs on liberty and freedom. The program was highlighting two basic political approaches since world war 2. These being the imposition of a political system which has as its end some sort of utopian society. This political approach permits the use of violence and terrorism (ends justify means) because of the beneficial outcome (yeah right). The second approach has been the libertarian position of allowing individuals to pursue their own ends within given parameters (of course). The first approach is illustrated by soviet russia the second by the USA.
The second approach was developed over the years to incorporate the imposition of democracy, market economics and the belief that individuals will always pursue their own aims without regard for the welfare of others. This approach was used in the reconstruction of the Russian economy and society after the fall of communism where it was a resounding success, oops sorry a big disaster.
These ideas despite the fact that they did not appear to work have continued in america and britain, a particular case being Tony bollocks Blair e.g. Iraq which has been a resounding success, oops sorry a really big disaster and a cause of great shame in the UK.
When mr Blair appeared on the screen a number of friends began acting ' a man spitting on the floor' routine. One of those present remarked that Tony bollocks Blair seemed to have been born in order to illustrate the proverb, ' the road to hell is paved with good intentions'. This was not just Iraq my friend thought but in almost everything he has done. Whatever his hand has touched is now swirling round the plughole. I thought that possibly Northern Ireland seemed to be progressing O.K.
This was allowed by most but the proponent said 'just wait'. here's hoping he's wrong.

* Couples getting married. After the interesting discussion by my partner and her friends I decided to research by a quick poll round acquaintances, whether there seemed to be anything in the theory that couples who have been living together who then get married will seperate soon after. I decided that 4 years of co-habitation before marrying was a reasonable rule of thumb. To my surprise it appears that this is in fact the case (given that the sample is small) and 18 months does seem to be the persistence limit after marriage.
I decided to ask my partner what she thought on this issue. It seems that it is regarded as a fact amongst her acquaintances. She was of the opinion that one or other of the partners usually the woman notices that the other partner is getting twitchy and showing less interest in them. In order to avoid losing the partner they then push the idea of marriage. The other partner goes along with this as they don't feel ready to split. They get married, this brings on the impending crisis and hey presto divorce.
I'd love some stats on this if anyone has or knows of any. So beware of partners who push for marriage they've detected drift and you can now save money by saying no.

* I see now that I misunderstood the budget from Mr Brown, it was infact a stakeholder budget. In the past the very poorly paid were paying little in tax. This means they did not feel that they had much of a stake in SS England, now that they will be paying more tax this will make them feel much better because they are increasing their stake in contributing to the national purse. In addition they will have the reward of knowing they are easing the burden on the better off who are loaded down with the weight of debt. The feel good factor amongst the worse paid people in the country will soar and this always has a beneficial effect on the country as a whole.

* My partner and her friends were discussing an article on modern sexuality which revealed among many things that most women's sex life in terms of attaining orgasm were very poor in Great Britain. In fact the much vaunted Hollywood mutual climax (see any film with coupling in it) is as rare as a junkie who pays back money he borrowed from you i.e. virtually unheard of. There was much discussion amongst the girls about inconsiderate partners, too much to drink beforehand, what you could and couldn't say at the consenting moment. I pointed out to them that the problem was that the art of faking an orgasm was now so well practised that the chance of the average guy knowing he was putting on a poor show was low to nill. I was dismissed on this point by the fact that none of those present had ever faked an orgasm and whoever I was referring to (dirty looks from my partner) it wasn't anyone they knew and also sex wasn't swept under the carpet anymore and open discussion between the sexes regularly took place. It was generally felt that I must have been living in portugal or some other retrograde country.
The conversation then drifted to a discussion about couples who had lived together for a long time who suddenly get married. This is usually followed by a split about a year or two later. It was generally felt it was a sure bet and much pulling apart of a couple who were just about to do this took place. Six months was the agreed time before a split. Well, knowing that saves a lot of needless expense.

* It becomes more obvious each week that when the liberals elected Ming the Merciless as leader of the party (Menzies Campbell) they were committing political suicide. Instead of the rather likeable Scot Charles Kennedy they replaced him with a useless old bastard who everyone ignores when he gets up to speak. Currently as part of an attempt to get some voters he has been criticising stop and search laws for the benefit of Muslims. Ming feels such laws alienate the muslim community. The defendant in the current muslim bomber trials had the gall to suggest that they weren't trying to blow people up as that was murder and as muslims they wouldn't do such a thing. A similar plea to that given when it was said muslim men might disguise themselves as veiled women was refuted on the basis no muslim man would do such a demeaning thing. The new labour and conservative parties must be laughing amongst themselves over Mings piss-poor performance.

* Drugs.
If anyone is thinking of drug taking as a recreation a group of scientists have produced a list of drugs in sequence of most harmful to least harmful. See below for list pinched from the BBC website. Alcohol which got off pretty lightly in the budget is ranked very high for the harm caused. Spirits probably the most harmful form got sod-all in tax. This government is nothing if not surprising completely ignoring the warnings over current alcohol consumption. I see that LSD gets a pretty low rating. I'm not sure what dosage is sold but if its 250 mikes I would caution people new to the drug scene not to plumb for that one right away. Ecstacy gets a low rating considering all the dire warnings that intermittently emerge. Needless to say Heroin and Cocaine get top slots. Considering its the drug of choice for media, arts and political types this is all you need to know to figure out the amusing goings on deck of SS England.

* A lot of playing of instruments, drinking of booze and consumption of exotic tobacco took place and a couple split up. Apparently the relationship had been over for sometime but neither of them bothered mentioning it to the other. Both claimed to have been dumped, which was unusual as the fight is usually over who dumped who first. This lack of cohesion bummed the last two days as the activities were punctuated by some bitter criticism from both sides. I was much amused but others regarded it as bad form and eventually the guy left leaving his ex-partner stranded. Mr Mandolin offered her a lift which she took despite my shaking my head furiously.
We set off back and I gallantly offered her the front passenger seat. Sure enough Clark Kent mutated into Mr Road-rage. She arrived back home white faced and fuming.

* The Chancellor has pulled a classic New labour move and made those on low wages without children worse off and the well off, better off. This typical tory measure is a fitting farewell to Tony Blair the thatcherite as he exits from number 10 and hopefully disappears into obscurity in the USA.
This measure is just what the low paid need to incentivise them to study for degrees, set up their own businesses, move to other areas of the country where better paid work is available, buy a house, well maybe not but a least afford a bed sitter and leave all minimum wage work to the never ending influx of Polish people. This is what we expect from a government deeply routed in such heroes as Bevan, sorry I mean Thatcher. Here we see the measures that have brought social mobillity to a standstill, a sound labour principle

* I arranged to travel down to play a few days worth of acoustic music with a mandolin player I've known for a few years. I drove over to his at 11.30 for a 12.00 leave to the house where everyone was gathering. The mandolin player is a quiet sort of guy who occasionally makes very amusing comments. Little did I know. We finally left in his car at 2.30 p.m. and this guy after about 10 miles turns into Mr car monster. He seems to regard everyone on the road as having deliberately come out to impede his progress. Much F'ing and Blinding takes place. Once on the motorway it's straight into the third lane foot down and drives about 4 feet from the car in front. I quickly realise he is no respecter of speed limits as we cruise at 95mph behind a blue car. Mr mandolin decides the guy in front is reading at the wheel and develops an obsessive hatred of the man in the blue car.
Eventually we have the inevitable slow down to 40 mph as the traffic clogs up, my friend decides the man in the blue car is to blame despite my pointing out there a about 5 cars in front of him. Then we're down to 30 mph next 'bang' we rear end the blue car. All onto the hard shoulder out he gets and its a sweetness and light exchange addresses and insurance, he gets back in and its F'ing B***ard rage, rage, back into the third lane. I decide not to ask if it was deliberate in case it distracts from his driving. After about an hour he looks at the junction number, announces we missed the turn off two junctions back. Gets off and instead of returning down the motorway points at a name on a sigh post and announces our mutual friend lives near it. Off we go and arrive in a village with no sign of large town nearby. He pulls up at a pub and gets out. 'We'll ring him from here'. Sit in pub drinking pints, 40 mins later friend arrives and announces we're 25 miles away from his home. We convoy back to our destination just as the night is young. I desperately try to think how to avoid a trip back with Mr Road-rage, nothing comes to mind as my car is outside his house. Once in the house hello to all the boys and girls and mandolin man turns back into mild mannered Clarke Kent. I down some valium and eventually calm down.

* I'm going to visit some reprobate friends to try and persuade them to turn their lives around and become productive units for SS Great Britain. I expect I shall be totally unsuccessful and have a great time instead. I will be lugging my excellent Takamine guitar with me and some jam sessions should be in the offing. This blog will therefore not be updated for about a week.

* The BBC announced that some new story books for young children are to be introduced into primary schools. What kind of stories are these you might wonder. Well one is about a child who has two mums, another is about two male penguins who fall in love and get an egg to look after. How I roared. What is the purpose?
It is part of an anti-bullying campaign for children with two mums and two dads. The real reason is part of the PC culture to provide very young children with the positive ideas about gays. Typically the BBC didn't ask the obvious question how many children are likely to be subject to such bullying i.e. Live with gay couples. I mean how big a problem is it? The BBC then did its usual trick of interviewing some members of the public. Why not poll people so we can get some statistics? And, where do the BBC find these 'typical' members of the public? I get the feeling that they are either married to members of the BBC or they're friends of members of the BBC. We were presented with one anti and four pro these stories. Some drone from the government came on to squawk some rubbish about bullying even though its about positive imaging.

* Just finished reading 'Madame Bovary' by some frog called Flaubert. This book was recommended as very depressing and reading it could spur a reluctant suicide to cross the line and enter the big black void. First it is extremely well written (allowing that obviously I was reading a translation. As a true englishman I have no foreign languages.) , once I got into it I couldn't put it down. This is another book starts at the top and slides down into the pit of despair. It is very dispiriting and makes you thankful you didn't live in those dark times. (This does not detract from the increasing bleakness that comes on the reader). I don't mention the plot line as you may very well want to read it. As the feeling of sorrow builds as the slide continues it has a bitter conclusion that just about finishes off any sense of optimism you might have. I give it **, two stars, as a slit your wrist read as a certain amount of distancing is provided by the time within which it is set. I guess Flaubert was no barrel of laughs either.

* Dishing the dirt on intellectuals: Jean-Paul Sartre gets a sizeable amount of coverage and is very rock-n'-roll. This populiser of Existentialism was what most women might describe as a real bastard. It is generally considered that Existentialism is dead in the water possibly because it had no where to go. But lets face it what can be more fundamental than the mystery of Being, in MHO, summed up by the thought 'Why is there something rather than nothing?'. I can't understand why there is something, I reckon there should be nothing, however I digress.
JP Sartre was a heroic seducer of women, mainly students from the university where he taught. He had a strange relationship with the excellent Simone De Beauvoir, i.e. one of those 'open' relationships where both could sleep around, old JPS took maximum advantage of this. His success is bizarre as he was only five foot two and as ugly as a bag of toads. Not only that but was none too hot on personal hygiene. Sometimes he seduced his own students and sometimes Simone pointed him at a few of her own. Apparently as he got older his taste for women got younger e.g. 17 yr olds.
He and Simone would get together and compare notes on their latest seductions, a bit grubby I think, but very R&R.

* Hall of shame. I read that Eddie Van Halen of the band Val Halen has gone into the very trendy 'Rehab'. Van Halen are being included in theUS Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. This is a bloody disgrace what kind of rock hero goes into rehab? Imagine if Keith Richards announced he was going into rehab how everybody would laugh. Not only that but Mr Van Halen in an interview admitted the disgracefull fact that he had been to the 'luxury hotel of self-pity and expensive sympathy' twice already.
No such wimp should be in the rock 'n roll hall of fame he should join the other sad loosers in the 'I can't hack it hall of shame'.

* The tory shadow defence minister who got the royal order of the boot for talking to the PC crowd about squaddies has had to apologise and eat humble pie, some brainless tart in the SUN was still slagging him off today despite it being old news. The poor bastard's had to go despite numerous (ethnic) squaddies ringing in and saying they served with him and he wasn't a racist. This would have no effect anyway because head hunting possible racists is today's fun game. Some professor who pointed out that, despite the New Labour theory that uncontrolled immigration is good for the economy, they actually contibute about 50p a month once the cost of having them in the country has been deducted, has also been accused of racism. Obviously adverse comments about the benefit of foreign free loaders is only going to get you into trouble.

* Picked up a copy of the Guardian, couldn't resist, what with a tory foot-in-mouth and policeman punches black epileptic they must have been in seventh heaven. I was not disappointed as both stories got plenty of column inches. I can't remember much about the details as the Guardian has that effect on me. It's always fun when everybody can stand up and point and shout racist. I think the general gist was the tories haven't changed, nasty bastards.
I have no comment on the police incident as that will unwrap quite nicely over the coming days.
The tory frontbencher should have known better, that sort of comment should be kept within the armed farces where they understand about these things. Training sergeants yelling abuse at squaddies is a well worn army tradition. The second comment about black squaddies using racism as an excuse probably sounds badly in the ears of the general public, but anyone who has had any dealings with squaddies knows they will use any excuse they can. 'Sergeant, I cannot tell a lie I was absent without leave'
is not a phrase you are going to hear. Skiving is an even older army tradition.
I guess the squaddies will be having a good laugh over this one.

* Dishing the dirt on intellectuals. I've just read the lowdown on Earnest Hemingway. Now Hemingway doesn't immediately leap to mind when someone says 'Intellectual' but who am I to argue. Basically he was an alcoholic of heroic proportions. He was a incredibly active philanderer and told alot of porky pies. Which is probably down to the drink and the fact that he made up stories for a living. He was also incredibly accident prone which I guess is down to the drink. He once shot himself in the leg while trying to gaff a shark which got my admiration. He had a liking for lowlifes, drink again. The author suggests he blew his own cranium off when he realised he couldn't write publishable books anymore. My guess is like many alcoholics he woke up and realised it was 'GroundHog' day again, same day, same repetitions of conversation and unlike the Al Murray character got out of the loop with two barrels of a shot gun.

* I was much amused by the provision in the Mental Health Bill which would allow people with 'untreatable personality disorders' to be detained regardless of whether they have committed a crime or not. This smacks a bit too much like the old soviet unions classification of people who could be sent to mental health institutions. It begs the question what is a 'untreatable personality disorder'? If someone is detained what will the result be. Will they be subject to secondary treatments by drugs designed to make them compliant? It seems to me that any such person would spend their time working out how to escape and get abroad. Would they qualify for a request to a foreign government for their return? Perhaps the cunning idea is to get all such people to emigrate a.s.a.p to avoid what amounts to internment. How would you go about disputing a claim that you had a 'untreatable personality disorder?
Who would have thought you'd get such a measure as this from a labour government?
Bloody cheaky bastards.

* Dishing the dirt on intellectuals. I have read Marx and Ibsen but nothing very rock and roll about these two.
Shelly is much more like it. I must admit I've never been able to read much of his poetry despite repeated efforts, stll that's not what we're about. Shelly is very much rock and roll.
The basic problem with Shelly was 'whatever you do, don't lend Shelly money'. He was a free loader of the first order and despite coming from the upper echelons of society ripped everybody off without fear or favour. He also spent time promoting the idea of free love, naturally this didn't go down too well with his first wife. My guess is that these women sat and listened to him meanwhile in their heads they were thinking 'Yeah right, not when I get hold of you and turn you round.' He had a couple oh suicides and a few ruined lives, from his various entanglements the same as he did with his free thinking approach to other people's money. He ended up dead after foolishly refusing to down sails during a storm, as advised by local fishermen. He was no great father either but then again he was too preoccupied dodging debt collectors to have much time for that.

* I got an email from a friend who must have chosen yesterday to visit my blog. The gist was 'Come on what do you mean nothing interesting happened, if you can't be bothered to post an entry then don't post one. Its a trivial world.., its a trivial post you mean. you sad ....' I won't bother with the unwarranted abuse from supposed friend.

* The scientists have discovered a flaw in the earth's crust, described by a scientist as : "an open wound on the surface of the Earth". Apparently the oceanic crust, usually 6-7km thick (3.7-4.3 miles), is simply not there. The crust does not seem to be repairing itself. He comments further : "Usually the plates are pulled apart and to fill the gap the mantle underneath has to rise up. As it comes up it starts to melt. That forms the magma, That's the normal process. Here it has gone awry for some reason. The crust does not seem to be repairing itself." The scientists intend to investigate this phenomenon.
Reading this I was struck that the 'wounded earth' was a suitable metaphor for the state of spaceship earth as the human race continues its attempt to completely desecrate the environment. Seems the earth has contracted some planetary form of MRSA.
Maybe its just some normal process that happens all the time, however it does have some resonance with the hole in the ozone layer.

* Digging up the dirt. I just got given a book which is a sort of celebrity bad behaviour book about intellectuals. Instead of looking at their ideas and the impact the ideas have had, it asks the question how does their behavior match up to their claims of dedication to the truth and the right. I dived in immediately and can tell you that today's celebtities are total rank amateurs and intellectuals leave these 'rehab' junkies miles behind. I've just finished 'Jean-Jaques Rousseau', what a bastard he was. He wrote a book on the raising and education of children, he had 5 children by his mistress and put them all straight into a state orphanage where the average life expectancy was about 12 months. He was also a free loader of epic proportions and it was a badge of honour never to say thanks. I think the following words used to describe him give you an idea : paranoiac; narcissistic; kleptomaniac; infantilist; irritable; miserly; self-pity, etc. He was the first to raise boorishness to a virtue, thus paving the way for the behaviour of todays celeb's. Someone described his popularity as the surest proof of the stupidity of mankind. Hey, what an accolade!

* Only posted picture on Debris Images blog today.
Nothing of interest has happened. It's a trivial world full of trivial people.

* Tony Blair seems to be under the illusion that all those people who left the 'New Labour' party after his enthusiastic support for the disastrous invasion of Iraq will come running back to the party after he has left for the lucrative US lecture circuit. This seems a trifle odd as it is generally held that such decisions are made by the whole of the cabinet i.e. joint responsibility. Either he is letting us know that there was no such consultation and he has been running things 'a la Stalin' or when he goes the whole of the cabinet will be going too. If the first then they should all go , if the second then this is a matter for great joy as all the useless buffoons will be going, not including Gordon Brown I presume. However, I doubt his leaving will be followed by a rush of returning voters, I think his effect on the party will be the same as thatcher on the tories.
He also suggested that his going was to avoid being given the 'Royal Order of the Boot' like Ms thatcher did, although the idea of a tearful Tony being dragged to the big black car is rather appealing. If this is true (and he hasn't said it three times so we can't be sure) then it suggests a groundswell of discontent in the party well beyond that the media have been suggesting. Considering that he went to war in Iraq thinking he would pick up lots of 'Falklands War' kudos and avoid the fate of having to live up to his promise to Gordon Brown to let Gordon have a steer of the sinking ship, one would have to be humourless not to laugh and clap one's hands with glee.

* A scottish friend wrote to say that he and his wife had been down to London town to the 'Tate Modern' and had seen Tracy Emin's installation work 'Bed'. So blown away by this objet d'arte was he, that he had composed a poem on the spot. I found it so moving that I decided to share it with you.

Ode to Tracy Emin's installation 'Bed' by Angus MacDonald.

'Dinna ye know hoo' to mak' your bed, lassie,'
The woman o' the hoose sighs,
'Poor wee drunken sluttie,.
'Nae poor!'
'Oer canny intoxicated tartie'
'Thousands and thousands of pounds
For yon secondhand Slumberland
Frae such as the bampot Saatchi'
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I kneel tae kiss this begging letter,
Take winged flight oer the restless waves,
tae oor tanked-up trollop Tracy.

* I was listening to my partner and her female friend discussing her friend's lot in life. It was a bit like deja-vu as I have read and heard the same story on many occasions.
In this instance I received a reprimand as unfortunately one of her friends comments caused me to laugh out loud. This was very insensitive of me.
Her friend was obviously a very confused and frantic female. For 18 years she had been pursuing the dream of ‘self-fulfilment’ (a career, etc) as pedalled by the feminist movement and many others. The people who put the ‘self’ in there have a lot to answer for (only rich narcissists achieve self-fulfilment). It’s a myth but it sells books, I might write one, there’s lots more out there where she came from.
Amidst all the debate there were three items that stood out:
. She was now 30-something (i.e. over 35) did not consider herself to be showing any sign of age (yeah right).
. She had not yet 'met her match in life'. …
. Her experience with men was 'fades out after a few weeks or months'.
The first point was she wasn't some odious dog.
The second point was, where was her promised admirer Mr Right.
The third point was that the poor dear can’t keep a man.
Unfortunately mothers no longer instruct their daughters in the art of keeping a man. The baby-boomers were the last generation to informed on this subject by those mothers who told their daughters that sort of thing,of course they ignored it and what a success they’ve been!
Here she is heading for the big 40 ,she's followed the recipe (..having fun for the sake of it...) and now there's no man, no real satisfaction.Basically she’s been sold a turkey and she isn’t happy. What she really wanted to know, without actually saying it, is how does she get and keep a man. She should have listened to my Grandmother and grabbed a good one before they were all snapped up.
I gathered from the look she gave me and then my partner that she thought my partner was in the same boat and I was just some bizarre, not very successful, project my partner had going, while waiting for Mr Perfect to come along.

* A man threatening to jump of a multi-storey car park, somewhere in the north of england, was urged by onlookers to jump. The potential jumper was being talked to by the police. A crowd of about 50 people failed their compassion test. Even people in passing cars slowed down to below encouragement to end it all.
I suppose you shouldn't expect anything else from northeners but it has to be said this is another sign that society is fine and dandy as Mr BLair told us to believe (three times) yesterday.
I expect the next thing people will be going up and giving jumpers a helping push or blocking them from climbing back. The jumper didn't jump but climbed back to receive counselling. This is another bizarre tendency in this blighted country. Whenever their is a disaster the media immediately enquire if counsellors are being sent. There you are lying injured on the floor, you hear the whirling of helicopter blades, is it the medics? no thank God its the counsellors! This idiot requirement at any disaster persists even though studies show it is totally useless and can even exasperate victims mental condition.

* Bic Razors. I had need of a razor to shave while visiting a friend as the overnight stay had not been anticipated. My friends female partner offered me one from her bumper bag of BIC plastic razors. Has any male successfully used one of these to shave? The end result was to lacerate my face in numerous places and remove the top layer of skin (i.e. very sore face).
I expressed my intense admiration to my friends partner as she apparently uses nothing else for removing body hair, I similarly extend my admiration to any other females who use this make.