Yeah, snow forecast for all day, although not much of an accumulation predicted. Never mind, all Chione’s bounty is greatly appreciated.
Out for a mornings skiing. Now I can and will gladly ski in snow, cold, high winds and even rain, but I just can’t cope with a white out. For the none skiers in my audience that’s when there’s low cloud or really heavy snowing. Either way you can’t see where your going; any of the bumps; have no sense of what is vertical. It’s terrifying. Everyone just slows down. Get a couple of runs in but it’s so disorientating I give up for the day.
Local sports Centre just 5 minutes away. Complete with piano outside and it’s not vandalized. Ideal place to go in case you’ve not burnt off enough energy on the slopes.
Hal picks me up after lunch for a web design meeting. Wot without a blue pinstripe suit, white shirt and tie! American style jeans and jumper all very informal. Real nerdy meeting agreeing final,changes to his web site before they hand it over to us. Seems an age since I had to do any serious work, but really enjoyed it. Fortunately his site is all in WordPress with HTML, very nerdy. Looking forward to finalising his site and doing a new one for him – once a nerd always a nerd. Then I’ll probably get around to redoing my own website.
Now this is the sort of politician we want battling for a deal in Europe, not some little public schoolboy. Nigel Farage in action, saying it as it is:
I bet they all just hate him.
My Sick Humour
SOCIALISM: You have two cows. State takes one and give it to someone else.
COMMUNISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and gives you milk.
FASCISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and sell you milk.
CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.
EUROPEAN FEDERALISM: You have two cows which you cannot afford to keep because of milk imported from a member state with cheaper labour. So you apply for financial aid from the European Union to subsidise your cows and are granted enough to carry on working them. You then sell your milk at the original high price to some government-owned distributor which then dumps your milk onto the market at the price that drove you to subsidies to make Europe competitive.”
Tuesday – cold and sunny
4″ fresh snow so a great blue bird days skiing with Helen. A tad on the cool side but keeps the snow in good condition.
Miss out on tipsy Tuesday.
Virgin Atlantic – the Weasel airline.
Blue bird skiing. It’s like a spring day.
When I was a lad, a few aeons ago, America was just over 3,000 miles away from the UK. Now, according to the weasels in Virgin Atlantic it seems to be about 30,000 miles away. What has caused this dramatic shift? It seems that either the tectonic plates are shifting apart faster than a modern jet or could it be that the weasels in Virgin Atlantic’s marketing department are trying to con us. Yes, a trip,to America with your Weasel Atlantic’s “air miles” requires about 30,000 “air miles”. A more honest approach might be to call them “air furlongs” – youngster will need to wiki this archaic measure – or perhaps even “air metres”.
Equally amazing in the deception and trickery, is that when it comes to acquiring “air miles” America is suddenly a mere 3,000 miles away. It’s only when you come to spend them they distort to “air furlongs”. If only Einstein was alive to help us comprehend this distortion in the fabric of the space time continuum.
Who do they think they are kidding, “air miles” my foot. Perhaps it’s time the trading standards organisation prosecuted them for blatant trades description violation.
Meanwhile it’s about time they were forceably made to change their name from “Virgin Atlantic” to “Weasels Atlantic” with a weasel logo on their tail plane. More tales of “Weasel Atlantic” deception and chicanery in tomorrow’s rant.
Wednesday – hot and sunny
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Ski with Helens group, just 3 of us. A pretty full day but not as many runs as yesterday.
Get back a tad late and get moaned at. How unusual is that. To redeem myself Go for a stroll around the neighborhood.
Jere and Diane come round for dinner. Great food, great company and plenty of wine.
Spring skiing gear.
I’m sure you’ve all heard of the tooth fairy. Well here in Park City they have the nose fairy. It comes to my bed every night if I blew my nose that day, irrespective of whether I’ve been good or bad, or whether I’m drunk or sober. Does it leave me sixpence or a dollar on my pillow. Does it eck as like. No instead it quietly and imperceptibly shoves shards of broken glass up my nose so that when I wake, for the inevitable geriatrics meander to the toilet, I’m in agony.
Oh the joys of this dry mountain air that turn your nasal blood vessels brittle.
Yesterday I ranted at great length on “Weasel Atlantic” and their “Air furlongs”. Today it’s time to explore more chicanery from the greedy weasels of their marketing department.
So you have 70,000 “air miles” and they’re about as much use as a plane without an undercarriage. Why? Because whatever flight you come to use them on, no matter how early you try and book, there’s no seats. Yet, go online and there’s plenty of seats available. Now a cynical person, not me of course, might think that there’s only ever one seat per flight available for use with your “air miles”.
Another example of the conniving and skullduggery from the weasels in the marketing department.
Thursday – hot and sunny
Kings Crown an amazing ski run.
After two full days skiing I have a lie in and a lazy days skiing. Just get 6 runs and some coffee in.
Wendy’s gone out with Helen to get some retail therapy and lunch.
Wendy’s seen some “nice” boots but had them put aside while she sees what I think.
Wendy: “Do you like them?”
Tony: “No” – Being an honest sole.
Wendy: “Why not?”
Tony: “Black rubber on them looks awful.”
And the moral of that is – honesty is not always the best policy. But I’ll keep being a George Washington – who was not the first president of the USA.
Well so far we’ve explored two of the “air miles” dodges from the “weasel Atlantic” airline. Now for the final rip off. As we’ve already established the chances of being able to use your air miles for a flight is about as likely as ISIS organizing a gay pride march.
Lazy way home down Blanche – such an elegant easy run for perfect carved turns.
I know we’ll use them to upgrade from cattle class to either premium economy or even upper class.
A cattle class flight to Atlanta is about £600, so we phone up to discuss upgrade to Premium economy. “Oh yes sir you’ve enough air miles for premium economy (about 20,000 I seem to recall) or even upper class”. Wow at last we can get some benefit from our 70,000 “air miles”. Hang on though the marketing weasels have been at it again. Not only is it 20,000 “air miles” but your £600 ticket is not eligible, you’ll have to buy a £900 ticket plus the 20,000.
Yet again “air miles” are a complete rip off and waste of time.
Well done Richard – I realise I might as well chalk pentagrams and stroke my toad, but at least I’ve got it of my chest – what an empire of weasels you’ve built. Your front line staff are excellent, let down by the rampant greed and deviousness from the weasels in marketing and back offices. Time to have a few heads rolling and feed some weasels to the lions. Replace them with some front line staff who have such excellent customer care skills.
My Sick Humour
Think UK politics is a farce then watch this American Republican Party so called debate. A vicious slanging match worse than you’d get from any gutter snipes or kids in the playground:
The American public judge Trump to be the winner of the debate by over 79%, but can anyone seriously consider him as president? Well it certainly looks like he’ll be the Republican nominee. Worrying or refreshing?
Religion – Beyond Belief
Pat Condell on Obama’s ‘Dhimmi’ refusal to speak out against the persecution of Christians in the Arab world since the revolution:
Up early and ski Park City. With yesterday’s storm closing all the lifts; it being the last day of Presidents week; 10″ of fresh powder overnight it’s as crowded as a stoning in Iran. Never seen it this crowded.
Awesome grooming. Perfect corduroy.
In the evening Jere and Diane pick us up and take us down to the TGIF at the Jeremy Ranch golf club. Have a pleasant evening with PCMSC. Some excellent wine, glasses you could drown in. Food at the golf club not that appealing so we go out for dinner with Jere and Diane. Great wine, good food and great company.
A drunken end to another awesome day here in paradise.
My Sick Humour
I see Cameron’s been over to Europe with his begging bowl. He asked for nowt and got even less. Just a bowl of thin gruel.
Religion – Beyond Belief
More from Jesus and mo.
Saturday – cool and sunny
Awesome view from our lounge whilst having breakfast.
A lazy start to the day. Don’t hit the slopes until 11:00. Yet another bluebird day but a really cold wind.
Manage to get 8 runs in and a coffee before meeting Wendy down at Starbucks. A pretty good days skiing and fortunately not too hot so A be kind to snow sort of day.
In the evening Hal, Carol and Angela come round for dinner. An enjoyable family evening in.
My Sick Humour
Can’t decide whether these entries should be a joke or a rant.
This is our 1776 moment (declaration of USA independence) sadly we have no political statesmen like Jefferson or Adams on our side. Instead we’ve a spineless career politician who I wouldn’t trust to negotiate me a free bus pass. Should have sent a Eurosceptic, like Farage or resurrected Maggie, to do the job. Still at least having come back with nowt it should strengthen the BREXIT campaign. Hopefully we’ll get some truth presented and not political speak and scaremongering. Time we were proud again and put the “Great” back into Britain.
Sunday – warm and sunny
Another lazy start to the day, as per Wendy’s subtle advice. On the slopes for 11:00. When the previous day was too hot the snow can be a tad crunchy first thing, so starting at 11:00 does have the advantage of giving the slopes time to soften up.
Get another 8 runs and a coffee in. Making progress as I move off greens onto all blues. The knee seems to be less of a problem. Ironically when I do get muscle burn on long runs its my good left leg that burns out first.
Having Alzeihmers when you ski must be a nightmare. Just watched two old dears spend 5 minutes wandering up and down the ski racks trying to figure out where they left them.
George come round to pick us up and take us for dinner in his new motor home. It’s absolutely ginormous. Spacious, comfortable and quality fittings throughout. No light weight wood to keep the vehicle weight down all the wood is solid hard word. Awesome vehicle no wonder they live in it all year round we could be very comfortable in it as a home. In addition it toes a full sized SUV.
Have an great meal with George and Helen. Put the politicians to right, sort the world and laugh until we’re nearly in tears. Another great evening with friends here in paradise.
My Sick Humour
Came across this piece of brilliant and important piece of medical research that must be a serious contender for a Nobel prize:
Of course it must be true as it’s in the Daily Blood Boiler (Daily Mail).
Religion – Beyond Belief
It seems that dhimi Islamic apologist Obama’s been at it again claiming that Islam is a peaceful religion because it say in the Quran “whoever kills an innocent, it is as if he has killed all mankind.”
Perhaps he should dust off his copy of the Quran and read it before spouting dhimi nonsense. This is what the Qur’an really says:
“Because of that, We decreed upon the Children of Israel that whoever kills a soul unless for a soul or for corruption in the land — it is as if he had slain mankind entirely. And whoever saves one — it is as if he had saved mankind entirely. And our messengers had certainly come to them with clear proofs. Then indeed many of them, after that, throughout the land, were transgressors.” (5:32)
First, note that this is not a general moral principle applying to everyone, as Obama implied, but one only for the Children of Israel – Jews.
Secondly it is not a general prohibition of killing: there are big exceptions for those who kill “for a soul or for corruption in the land.” And it concludes that even after this command was given, “many of them, after that … were transgressors” — so all it is really saying is that Allah gave a command to the Children of Israel and they transgressed against it. It isn’t anything more than yet another Qur’anic castigation of the Jews.
Also, it is followed in the Qur’an by 5:33, which specifies the punishment for the corruption and transgressions of the Children of Israel: “Indeed, the penalty for those who wage war against Allah and His Messenger and strive upon earth corruption is none but that they be killed or crucified or that their hands and feet be cut off from opposite sides or that they be exiled from the land. That is for them a disgrace in this world; and for them in the Hereafter is a great punishment.” Very peaceful me thinks. Why didn’t he go on to quote this?
Thus this passage is explaining what must be done with Jews who reject Muhammad, not dictating lofty moral principles. Ibn Warraq sums it up: “The supposedly noble sentiments are in fact a warning to Jews. ‘Behave, or else’ is the message. Far from abjuring violence, these verses aggressively point out that anyone opposing the Prophet will be killed, crucified, mutilated, and banished!”
Monday – grey, cloudy, some rain / sleet lower down and cold
Another great day skiing. A tad busy due to Presidents’ Day. I quit at lunch time as my knee is feeling it from yesterday at Deer Valley.
Our roomy lounge with awesome views over the bridge, hills and golf course.
Thought I’d add some photos of our home for the next 3 months
My Sick Humour
10 really deep binary computer jokes, probably only appreciated by real nerds:
Lounge
An SQL statement walks into a bar and sees two tables. It approaches, and asks “may I join you?”
Q: Why is it that programmers always confuse Halloween with Christmas?
A: Because 31 OCT = 25 DEC.
Email me if you need an explanation.
Religion – Beyond Belief
Bill Maher, is ISIS Islamic?
Is the Pope a Catholic!
Tuesday – warm and sunny
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Master bedroom complete with en-suite.
2nd bedroom.
At long last it seems that some common sense is being applied. The search is on for an alternative to password hell, with a simple but secure alternative. The sooner the better.
Gale force winds even knock over ski racks. But why are they bothering to pick up snowboards?
Early start to the day. First on the lift in the rain and sleet Why do it? There’s something quite magical about being out in the pouring snow and howling gale, when you’re warm, snug and dry in your ski gear.
Compact – small – kitchen. Thankfully only room for one.
In the evening we go into Main Street for dinner. First time this trip. Would you believe that two thirds of the restaurants are closed. Why you might ask? Well apparently there was a power cut in the morning so the lazy ones just used it as an excuse not to open. Whatever happened to American enterprise. My money’s on the open restaurants being the owner operated ones, while the closed ones were the managed places.
Give up in despair, every where that bothered to open is full to the gunnels.
3rd bedroom.
Never mind we’ll go back home and order a take away to be delivered. We’ve a menu from one of the Mexican restaurants. Can you believe the menu doesn’t even tell us the name of the restaurant or the telephone number. I don’t believe it. What marketing genius produced this? Better not order from these numpties, if that’s the level of intelligence and common sense, one dreads to think what the food would be like.
Phone another place. No we don’t do deliveries. How unenterprising. No they don’t deliver themselves, but there is a delivery service that uses them, wouldn’t you think they’d have given us that phone number. Same at another place.
Finally find a food delivery company. By now I’ve lost the will to live. Place the order. That in itself was an exercise in futility and frustration. Try to get an estimate on delivery cost is like trying to communicate with a scum-boarder writhing and gyrating under the beat of his giant headphones.
Food finally arrives, with a $5 delivery charge, pretty reasonable.
Next time we’ll use one of these online ordering places. Anything rather than go through that sort of mind numbing conversation, enough to get anyone ready to slit their wrists and ring the Samaritans.
What in the name of the mighty dollar has happened to American enterprise. Have they all got fat and lazy, with as much common sense and enterprise as a dim witted French union leader? Perhaps this country needs a severe dose of Donald Trump’s brand of enterprise and drive – heaven forbid.
Friday – hot and sunny
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Skied with two ladies, Helen and Sheri, as the token male – always come in useful for raising and lowering the bar – an awesome days skiing. Best so far.
Blue sky day. Again.
Stop at Kristy’s, or whatever they now call it, for a dirty Chai. Got a hearty greeting from Eva, she’s responsible for my obsession with dirty Chai, having introduced me to it a couple of years ago. As result we’re now on the edge of bankruptcy and I’m sure she’s got shares in Starbucks. Great to see her after almost a year.
Then Helen and I venture for a few more runs. This year Kings Crown is open, no longer a storage for giant snow kickers. What an awesome run it is. Amazing once we’re out of the Silverload area the crowds just evaporite away.
Chione goddess of winter and snow – a tasty morsel.
Time to offer up a few prayers to Chione, goddess of winter and snow, as well as a tasty piece of eye candy. Also prayers go out to the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I’m covering all bases.
Religion – Beyond Belief
Pat Condell on dumbing down university:
My Sick Humour
George Carlin on football versus baseball:
Pathetic. Couldn’t even negotiate a good deal on a free bus pass.
Saturday – hot and sunny
Silver Lake lodge at Deer Valley.
Another blue bird skiing morning.
Then in the afternoon we both venture down to Kimbal junction for some shopping, free bread samples at the bread shop and some great granola, just a tad expensive and fattening.
Try the new burrito place FreeBird, where you make your own burrito, just like subway. Awesome burrito with load of jalapeños.
My Sick Humour
Dave Allen on getting old:
Religion – Beyond Belief
The sound of Muslims:
Sunday – hot and sunny
Yeah it’s snowing. Up and out early to Deer Valley as I’m blacked out on my Park City locals pass.
Deer Valley and fresh powder.
Have a hard mornings skiing. All that fresh powders making it mogully and tough skiing. There’s some serious ice under this powder, worse than PC. A couple of white outs when you just can’t see the contours. By lunch time my knees feeling the strain. But bring on the snow, a really welcome change after all those blue bird Spring skiing days.
Ski until 16:00, my knees cream crackered. A bit difficult to understand why my floppy knees the problem, yet my thigh and hips are ok. Perhaps I need a new knee.
A great days skiing but nowhere near the distance or altitude skied on Friday.
My Sick Humour
George Carlin on Stuff:
Religion – Beyond Belief
I am truly perplexed that so many of my friends are against building more mosques.
I think it should be the goal of us ALL to be tolerant regardless of their religious beliefs. Thus the mosque should be allowed, in an effort to promote tolerance.
That is why I also propose that two nightclubs be opened next door to each new mosque; thereby promoting tolerance from within the mosque. We could call one of the clubs, which would be gay, “The Turban Cowboy,” and the other, a topless bar, would be called “You Mecca Me Hot.
Next door should be a butcher shop that specializes in pork, and adjacent to that an open-pit barbecue pork restaurant, called “Iraq of Ribs.
Across the street there could be a lingerie store called “Victoria Keeps Nothing Secret,” with sexy mannequins in the window modeling the goods, and on the other side a liquor store called Morehammered.
All of this would encourage Muslims to demonstrate the tolerance they demand of us.
So much for the so called “moderate Muslim”:
Muslims are boycotting the country’s key anti-radicalisation programme, The Times can disclose, after it emerged that less than a tenth of extremism tip-offs were coming directly from the community or faith leaders.
The situation in the U.S. is little different, as the Hamas-linked Council on American-Islamic Relations (CAIR), the media’s go-to group for all things Muslim, advises its members not to cooperate with counter-terror investigations: a California chapter distributed a poster telling Muslims not to talk to the FBI, and a Florida chapter distributed pamphlets with the same message.
Monday – cool and sunny
Lie in after such a late night.
On the slopes by 10:00 for another cool blue bird day.
After lunch I get home to try running some diagnostics on my sick Mac Book. It must be a hardware issue as I’ve done a clean install. Finally get an error code out of it. Seems a sensor is playing up. Will have to take it into Simply Mac tomorrow for a fix. Can feel a dollar panic attack coming on.
My Sick Humour
If Trump were president:
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Religion – Beyond Belief
Pat Condell, we want the truth:
David Cameron argued that voting for a Brexit would result in migrant camps such as “the Jungle” in Calais moving to southern England.
What a fudge he’s come back with. He’s not capable of negotiating a free bus pass.
The Prime Minister said that a “huge number” of asylum seekers could come to Britain “overnight” because France would pull out of current border arrangements in the aftermath of an EU exit.
France on Monday night said it would not pull out of its border arrangements with the UK even in the event of Britain voting to leave the European Union.
Ok so let’s imagine the frog munchers tear up the Le Touquet treaty. It wouldn’t be the first time they’ve done something to spite is.
Surely if we had politicians with some guts and imagination we could come up with effective solutions. Just some random thoughts, immigration on board ships / train barring boarding or expelling; even close the tunnel; a ship in Dover waiting for any illegals, dump them on it and when it’s full ship them off to somewhere undesirable, the message would soon get back that we mean business; massive fines or jail for anyone found with an illegal in their vehicle.
And if all else fails, yes a miserable holding camp right in the middle of the southern softy middle class bed wetters stockbroker belt – payback to the bankers. Make sure the conditions in the camp are dire and ship them out within days to somewhere undesirable. No appeals, they’re illegal.
Of course, then there’s the retaliation option. I’m sure with even limited creativity and brain power we could come up with some retaliatory bargaining chip.
Tuesday – too warm and sunny. Really being cruel to the snow.
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Up and out for a 09:00 start. Another cool blue bird day. Time to notch up the number of runs. Really enjoying those long, non stop runs, with a thigh burn towards the end.
Numeracy skills seem to be somewhat lacking here Lift take 2, 4 or 6 people. Amazing how taxing that can be for some people in the lift lines to work out. Jasper will have to show them how.
Well just experienced the ski lift ride from hell. Usually they’re a pleasant experience with friendly Americans, by the time you reach the top you’ve heard about all their operations; who they voted for; how much of an idiot they think the current president is, even if they voted for him. For this ride I was sat next to the gobby women from hell. I thought she had a megaphone aimed right into my left ear but no it was just her normal voice. My left ear still feels like I’ve had a mortar round land next to it.
Wow free chocolate chip ice cream in the Miners Camp, mind you coffee is £3.50.
Meet Wendy at the Baja Cantina for the Tipsy Tuesday for the Park City Mountain Sports Club (hereafter referred to as PCMSC) apres ski with cheap margaritas, if you’re into them. Catch up with Helen and George after a year.
Seems like Simply Mac have fixed my poorly MacBook. They say it was software and have re-installed the latest OpSys. Couldn’t find any hardware fault, whereas I consistently got a sensor error on Apple’s own hardware test (AHT). I too had done a clean install. Whilst I hope they have fixed it I’m not too convinced they’ve really fixed it.
Snowboarder literacy rates seem to be a real safety hazard. They’re only expected to comprehend a simple 4 letter word, but no chance. The word is SLOW. For those few knuckle draggers that can read, they obviously don’t think it applies to them, they’re so good they can ignore the SLOW signs. Perhaps safety patrols armed with harpoons might be the answer. Then they can reel them in and confiscate their pass.
Then there are the really taxing signs with long words like ALTERNATE on them. Used at the confluence of two lines. Again obviously doesn’t apply to your average retarded knuckle dragger on a scum board.
Religion – Beyond Belief
Quran gangbang episode 1 – new recruits:
Wednesday – too hot and sunny Another early start. Another blue bird day. On slopes for 09:00. Meet the PCMSC at Miners Camp. Then spend a great morning skiing with Helen’s blue / green group. Yes I graduate onto blues after some cautious days on the green runs. YEAH, I CAN SKI BLUES OK. A tad more taxing and I’m certainly not as fast as I used to be, but I doing ok. Awesome. Great mornings skiing with Helens group, get 13 runs in.
After lunch catch the bus down to Kimble and pick up my sick MacBook from Simply Mac. They say they’ve fixed it. Say it was software. I don’t believe it was software and don’t believe they’ve fixed it as they’ve only erased the disc and done a clean install like I did. But we’ll see.
Wander over to Starbucks for a coffee while I stress test my MacBook. Yep, I’m right again. Sadly it’s still not fixed. Thankfully I trusted my own experience and instincts. Walk back over to Simply Mac to break the bad news to them. Seems it’s now beyond their capabilities so they have to send it off to Apple. Sounds like it could need a new logic board at a heart stopping $409. Still cheaper than a new MacBook, hopefully it’ll last me a few more years but if worse comes to worse I can still sell it for at least $600, so will be $200 better off than scrapping it.
In the evening drop off through silent witness by 20:00. Totally cream crackered after an awesome day and best of all I’ve moved up a notch to blue runs.
My Sick Humour
I thought Corbyn was bat shit crazy, but this guy is an ideal replacement:
A Labour councillor has claimed he has fathered a child with an alien and that the regular sex he has with the extra terrestrial is causing tension in his human marriage.
Simon Parkes, who represents Stakesby on Whitby Town Council, told the Northern Echo he has had a child called Zarka with an alien he refers to as the Cat Queen.
The driving instructor, who has three children with his human wife, said the intercourse with the alien happens about four times a year. I hope he practices safe sex, you just don’t know what sort of poses these aliens are infested with.
“What will happen is that we will hold hands and I will say ‘I’m ready’ and then the technology I don’t understand will take us up to a craft orbiting the earth,” he said. The Labour politician has also claimed he was abducted by extra-terrestrials as a child and that his “real mother” is a 9ft tall alien with eight fingers.
He speaks of his first encounter which occurred while he in the womb, then tells of a being which appeared by his cot when he was six-months-old and reached out to him with “these two green ‘stick things, like beanpoles’.”
He continued: “I thought, ‘they’re not mummy’s hands, mummy’s hands are pink’, and mummy has thumbs. These are green and pointed and there’s four of them.’
“I was looking straight into its face. It enters my mind through my eyes and it sends a message down my optic nerve into my brain, saying ‘I am your real mother, I am your more important mother’.”
Thursday – hot and sunny Up and out for 09:00 and another blue bird day. Get a few runs in and then meet Hal for coffee at Miners Camp. Spend the rest of the morning skiing with Hal. Bail out at lunch to meet Wendy back at house.
After lunch we have a walk into Starbucks, browse the ski shops and then I get the excitement of being shopping cart driver in the supermarket. Just what I need, some more exercise. By end of the afternoon I’m feeling pretty knackered. Fortunately bump into Hal and Angela so get a welcome lift home.
After 101 year scientists discover gravitational waves. Einstein was right:
Friday – cool and sunny
Another blue bird (defined as clear blue sky, sun, great snow and cold enough to protect the snow) day here in paradise. Carol picks me up for a mornings skiing and a pleasant coffee break at the Miners Camp.
New trail map for Park City. Now the largest ski area in North America.
Lazy afternoon in just admiring the awesome view. Wendy’s knee is still giving her gyp.
Today’s useless piece of information. According to an in depth study by a dog psychiatrist the breed intelligence is as follows:
Border Collie comes in 1st.
Cocker Spaniels 20th.
Afghan comes in last at 79th.
Well good old Cockers may not come out tops but they have so much character and are a soft as a fresh cowpat, especially with kids, so they’re still my favourite breed.
Religion – Beyond Belief
Comments from peaceful Muslims – isn’t that an oxymoron:
Saturday – cool and sunny
Early start for best snow, best skiing and quiet slopes.
Catch the 8:54 bus only to find that traffics that bad that the 8 minute journey takes 50 minutes. There’s a World Cup event on so every numpty is trying to find a slot in a parking slot so full that there’s not even room to stand up.
Never mind still a great morning’s skiing. Get home totally cream crackered. All that strength training paid off. Now I’m here I can get to work aerobic training and endurance.
After lunch we catch the free bus into town for a trip to Rite Aide to see if we can get Wendy any stronger pain killers. Nothing stronger than paracetamol.
Then it’s round to Sports Authority to get pair of ski pants. Some enthusiastic nurse with a pair of scissors just couldn’t wait to cut my ski pants off me last February. Sadly she didn’t want to have her evil way with me at the time.
Don’t you just love this word:
Gong farmer (also gongfermor, gongfermour, gong-fayer, gong-fower or gongscourer) was a term that entered use in Tudor England to describe someone who dug out and removed human excrement from privies and cesspits; the word “gong” was used for both a privy and its contents.
What a cracking job.
My Sick Humour
Don’t you just love this right wing gun freak – Wild Bill for America:
Sunday – cool and sunny
My all time favourite shot of paradise.
Well after yesterday’s fiasco I catch the earlier bus. No traffic and I’m on the ski lift for 09:00. Yet another bluebird day and not quite as busy. Great morning skiing, get a good 9 runs in. Stamina is building up and I’m not knackered like yesterday.
Meet Wendy at legacy lodge for her lunch and then back home ready for Super Bowl party round at Hal’s.
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Use a very logical basis for selecting team to support. Go for Carolina Panthers as Kurt has their baseball cap. They’re the underdogs and they loose. Not as exciting a game as last year. But at least we understood the adverts. Only took 5 hours.
Great food and great company. Hal’s spicy nachos were amazing. Best nachos ever and I doubt anything will top them.
Half time we’re entertained by Beyoncé. Thighs on her like a Russian shot putter. They’d put the fear of God in any red blooded alpha male. With thighs and an arse on her like that she’d have made an ideal member of the black panthers. No one would tangle with her.
Well we set a new record for staying up until 22:30 – Noddy was well past Big Ears.
My Sick Humour
Shadsworth surgery to a tee.
Yet another reason to get out of the clutches of the brainless unelected bureaucrats in the EU:
Eurocrats led by debt-stricken Italy want to create a reserve to provide cash to those whose countries are on the brink of collapse.
Let’s get out before it sinks.
The proposal would see ailing economies syphon millions of pounds from an EU insurance policy.
The scheme has been hatched by the finance chief of a country whose unemployment rate has rocketed to 12.4 per cent – more than double that of the UK.
Pier Carlo Padoan wants to create a centralised run fund to rescue those left out of work by the eurozone fiasco.
The pan-European jobless project was branded a bailout package that could see Britain contribute a percentage of its wealth, a liability potentially running into millions of pounds.
Tuesday – sun and cloud
Pretty uneventful flights on both Virgin and Delta. Wendy has a Baker Cyst so we stump up for extra leg room on the Virgin flight. £40 each, very roomy and wider seats. Amazing the food on the Virgin flight was not only edible, first time in years, but also quite enjoyable. On board entertainment was great. Watched Spectre, pretty good, and the latest Steve Jobs film, pretty crap. Saved the Martian until our return flight by which time I should have read the book.
2nd flight was Delta, Atlanta to Salt Lake. Unfortunately for Wendy her gamy leg was giving her constant gyp.
Got to our home for the next 3 months only to find the place was a filthy tip. It had not been cleaned, nor bedding / trowels changed. Phoned owner and housekeeper left a rant message.
We were both knackerred after 24 hours traveling and Wendy’s was in agony with her leg. Checked into the Best Western hotel for the night. I’ll be sending the bill to the owner – I can feel a lawsuit coming on.
Book with Delta and you use the same plane and check in desk as virgin, but with the added advantage of being pre-screened at a podium, like a naughty school boy, being asked a load of inane security questions and then having a label superglued to the back of your passport. Whereas Virgin don’t seem to need these questions! Obvious really as everyone knows that terrorists would never fly Virgin, after all there’s 70 voluptuous, busty, perpetual virgins awaiting them.
Well it seems my giant piece of meccano in my right thigh has never been encountered by the screening numpties. I get a thorough groping and pat down. Can well understand that. But to then send me through again, scan my watch, grope my feet and wand me all over yet again.
I’m a white, 66 year old, with no turban or beard. What do they think? I’ve got a bomb secreted inside my leg and will be using my plastic dinner knife onboard to extract a bomb from my leg. Pots for rags.
Meanwhile tests on the effectiveness of screening reveals that 95% of test attempts get through. All that money and misery, caused by a bunch of 7th century rag headed barbarians and still they only stand a chance of stopping 1 attempted attack in 20. Isn’t about time there was a dramatic shake up, starting with some common sense profiling.
Wednesday – very cold (-11 C) and sunny
Well the hotel was very comfortable and what a great breakfast.
Certainly seem to have lit a fuse under owner and housekeeper. Housekeeper returned my call at 05:00 and by 08:00 house was spotless, with clean towels and bedding, along with – profuse apologise. Owner has volunteered to pick up hotel bill.
Our new home.
Our new home is very light and roomy with 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, our bedroom has en-suite and a walk wardrobe bid enough for Jasper to sleep in – photos to follow – certainly exceeds expectations and is a great deal for the price. It’s only 58 steps to the free bus stop.
Nip round to Carols for coffee and to pick up the most important items, my ski gear.
Afternoon is spent in a supermarket as trolley pusher whilst Wendy directs operations. Her gamy leg is still paining her. Pass on Costco and Wendy’s drug test – can you believe a 67 year Nana has to go for a drugs test before she can volunteer at the local hospital. Life is H&s / lawsuit bat crazy.
When are these supermarkets going to drag themselves into the 21st century. You lob it in the cart; you take it out the cart; they put it in paper or plastic bags (yes you even get a choice over here and they’re free); they put the bags in the cart; they wheel it to your car; you take the bags out the car. What about some common sense and hand held scanners.
View from our lounge onto golf course and snowy bridge
Then it’s a trip to the State liquor store, where the Mormon State fleece you by charging $10 for a $6 bottle of wine, there’s me thinking this is a harmless religion. While we’ve got the car I stock up. By now our credit card has collapsed under the strain.
Subway for tea. Now I know we’re in America.
Looks like my MacBook is having panic attacks (kernel panics) and crashing. Restored it but still very poorly. I wouldn’t mind but I wasn’t bringing it in favour of the iPad Pro but the MacBook trumps the iPad pro for serious web design. Need to run some more diagnostics and figure out whether it’s hardware or some dodgy software.
Manage to stay awake until 20:30.
Tomorrow’s acid test day. Will these 50 weeks of recovery, torture, exercises, gym, yoga and physio really pay off? Will I be able to ski?
My Sick Humour
My parents spanked me as a child.
As a result I now suffer from a severe psychological condition known as “respect for others”.
Religion – Beyond Belief
More from Pat Condell. This time Europes betrayal of women:
Thursday – snow and cloudy, very cold
Ski Park City
Up at the crack of sparrows. Breakfasted, geared up and on the slopes for 09:00. Today’s the day I’ve been looking forward to for the past 50 weeks. Excited but a certain amount of trepidation. Will my leg hold up to the stresses of skiing. Will these 50 weeks of recovery, torture, exercises, gym, yoga and physio really pay off? I must have averaged at least 1.5 hours of exercise every day. I had a clearly defined plan with a single objective – to be fit for skiing today.
First day back on skis.
Go to get the skis on. Hang on what’s happened? Have my feet and boots shrunk? The bindings are set for a bigger boot. Moral of that story is don’t lend your precious ski gear to your kids. Get to a work bench; adjust them; come on I want to ski. Shuffle onto lift. Can I get off without making a tit of myself and landing on my arse? Make it ok. Turn left and head down First time – yes, it’s a green – wow I can ski! Can I turn right or will I be condemned to perpetual left turns until I run out of mountain or go around in ever decreasing circles. Wow I can turn both left and right no problem. It’s all coming back, like riding a bike you never forget, and my gamy legs holding up.
Paradise with 217″ snow so far this year.
Do another run down First Time just to be sure I wasn’t dreaming. Wow it’s OK. Then it’s off up to the top with the big boys. Claim Jumper non stop, then Home Run. Awesome. Time for a coffee in the new Miners Camp. Very swish but I do miss the ambience of the old Snow Hut with open log fire a sensibly priced coffee. Can you believe coffee is $5.18, that’s £3.50 in proper money, but at least you can have free refills – I think tomorrow I’ll bring a flask with me and fill it with this Starbucks coffee.
Love those Aspens in the sun and snow.
Well 50 weeks of slog, average 90 minutes a day, has paid off. YEAH, I CAN SKI! I CAN SKI! I CAN SKI! I think I’ll be sensible and stay on the green runs for a few days. Build up more strength, technique and confidence before venturing back onto the more challenging runs.
Thanks to everyone involved in my recovery from Wendy, surgeon, nurses, USA physio therapists (I’m sure they were ex CIA torturers), ski patrol who got me off the mountain, but most of all my to my UK physiotherapist (Mike Pettigew) who pushed me no constantly and dreamed up new tortures.
After lunch we drive down to Wholefoods – Wendy’s treat – for some more shopping.
Drop the Hertz mobile off and have a pleasant stroll back. From now on its shankes pony or free bus. Quite looking forward to it.
Sadly Wendy’s knee is still giving her gyp.
After half a bottle of red wine I’m in bed by 20:00, knackered, sleeping the sleep of the just. Probably dream of skiing.
Letter to D W Sports Gym
When are you going to take some serious action against these lazy scrots who park in disabled slots
On the way out today I walked past 6 disabled slots all occupied by cars with no disabled sticker. One a giant range rover was even arrogantly parked across one and half slots.
Personally my hope is that their leg muscles atrophy away to nothing, so that they find out what it’s like to need a disabled slot. Secondly that their sperm count drops to zero to stop these idle lazy scrots, with no consideration for others, from polluting the gene pool. It is bad enough anyone illegally parking in a disabled slot, but to think that these muppets are paying good money to get fit and yet are too lazy to walk an extra few feet. That just about takes the biscuit, heaven forbid they should reproduce.
Some suggestions would be either a £500 on the spot fine, proceeds to a disable charity; membership suspension; a scrots gallery with photos of offending vehicles; towed away; a wheel clamp on their vehicle with the key deposited at the top of Darwen tower to give them a bit of exercise.
What, if anything, are you going to do about it? I’m more than willing to play my part and hand in offending car numbers if I feel that some serious action is being taken. It’s oh so simple. Car numbers announced over tannoy – “will the scrot with registration number XXXXXXX, who is illegally parked in a disabled slot, please remove it immediately or their membership will be cancelled” – with two strikes and you’re out.
Thursday – warm and sunny
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Yet again it’s Thanksgiving day here in the USA. Seems to be a bigger event than Christmas. A time when all families get together and eat turkey and a crazy president pardons a couple of turkeys, for what I don’t know.
Which president started the tradition of pardoning the Thanksgiving turkey?
Buckets of free flowing champagne.
The tradition of “pardoning” White House turkeys has been traced to President Abraham Lincoln’s 1863 clemency to a turkey recorded in an 1865 dispatch by White House reporter Noah Brooks, who noted, “a live turkey had been brought home for the Christmas dinner, but [Lincoln’s son Tad] interceded in behalf of its life. . . . [Tad’s] plea was admitted and the turkey’s life spared.”
Recently White House mythmakers have claimed that President Harry S. Truman began this amusing holiday tradition. However, Truman, when he received the turkeys, and subsequent presidents did not “pardon” their birds. The formalities of pardoning a turkey gelled by 1989, when President George H.W. Bush remarked, “Reprieve,” “keep him going,” or “pardon”: it’s all the same for the turkey, as long as he doesn’t end up on the president’s holiday table.
Scuba with Whale Sharks and Manta Rays has to be my highlight of the whole trip. The best dive ever.
As there’s little opportunity for photos I’ll be posting a few of the best from our 3 month trip.
Drive up to Atlanta, 300 miles and should take 5 hours.
Savannah’s famous fountain.
Well whose idea was it to travel on the UK equivalent of a bank holiday. Called in for Wendy’s lunch at a Panera. Sadly it was on a giant Mall where the whole of Montgomery were out doing their Black Friday shopping for 64″ TVs. Not even room to park a push bike, and queuing just for parking spaces. One Panera bread sandwich and one Starbucks coffee only takes 50 minutes.
Back on the road to sit in a hours traffic jam on the interstate. Seven hours later we arrive at the hotel, somewhat frazzled. Joy the hotel has no fast food nearby so it means a drive. Real joy they have a restaurant on site.
My real joy goes down the plug hole when we get into the very nice restaurant.
Amazonian black women with a naked midriff, complete with giant diamond belly button piercing, sunk into a foot deep adipose tissue sinkhole, comes up to greet us. That diamond and the sinkhole are intimidating, it could consume you.
St Augustine.
Waitress: “Sorry we’re our of wings, pizza. Oh and also lettuce. It’s all due to Thanksgiving.”. Oh this is a great start.
Me: “So we can kiss goodbye to any of the salads then. Have you run out of coffee too.”
W: “You have to go to the ground floor for coffee”. An American restaurant and no coffee. You couldn’t make it up.
M: “So is there anything on the menu? Why have you run out.”
W: “Thanksgiving shortages.”
M: “That’s the problem with these surprise holidays like Thanksgiving, no one ever knows when they’re going to drop them on you!”.
Wendy learns about longitude.
The smart move would have been to walk out at that point, but the prospect of getting behind that steering wheel and driving in the pitch black in search of junk food had no appeal, I’d rather sell Bibles on Blackburn market.
Quesadilla took 30 minutes to arrive and whilst I’ve never been allowed in a kitchen since I wrecked a microwave – seems unreasonable to me they can’t cope with some metal going in them – I’m convinced I could have done so much better.
Lazy morning and a late, 13:00, checkout as our flights not until 18:00. Good opportunity to catch up on last blog of the trip.
A bit of a wait for the virgins to come and check us in, but apart from that and the usual TSA nonsense, it all went pretty smoothly. Mind you whoever said “To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive” – Robert Louis Stevenson apparently – had never been through an airport.
My Sorry Sense Of Humour
Seems an appropriate subject, George Carlin on airlines and flying:
Rant Of The Day
Good news according to the Times “The fastest growing belief system in the world is non-belief”.
Is it any wonder. Even Muslims are turning away from religion, although Islamic countries are doing their utmost to stop the stampede. A few death penalties always helps focus the minds of the intelligent masses and keep every one in line. More people are turning humanist as they view religion as a never ending source of evil. Who knows perhaps one day it will all be cast into the realm of fairy tales. The sooner our country becomes secular and abolishes religious schools the better.
Religious Rant Of The Day
Islam the religion of pieces:
Sunday – cold, wet and a howling wind
Judging by the evil howling of the wind, a giant wheelie bin just scampering like a ghostly apparition across the garden, the rain and the cold I guess we’ve made it safely home. Always good to get such a pleasant welcome.
Who knows perhaps not long before we have this to look forward to?
At least the house is warm and clean. By lunch time we’ve unpacked, decanted our holiday purchases and almost forgot we’d ever been away.
Well at least I’ve Welsh rarebit for tea to look forward to, the highlight of any homecoming. And who knows after 3 months of deprivation I may even get a macaroni pudding later this week.
Never mind only 2 months to a proper holiday in Park City when I’ll resume my daily rants and blog.
Have a drive down to Gulf Shores. Quite a pleasant drive.
Ride em cowgirl at Gulf Shores beach.
Lunch in the car overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. Then take a walk along the beach to the pier. It’s clear blue skies but with the off shore breeze it’s quite cool. Turns out to be a 3 mile round trip.
Then have a drive around and onto Orange Beach. Mainly just more of the same giant beachfront condos overlooking the Gulf of Mexico and the typical grot shops, miniature golf and fast food. Both pretty tired after all that exercise.
Macaroni cheese for tea. I’ve been 3 months now without Macaroni pudding. Never mind when we’re home there’ll be that and day 1 will be Welsh rarebit with bacon and baked beans.
Catch up with Homeland in the evening, not a patch on previous seasons.
Lap Topless – Day 8
Finally cracked getting pictures onto my blog. Reviewed loads of apps to scale down images but none seem to do the trick. Simple solution seems to be create email; add pictures from photo; select size option; email; open email; add to photos. From photos can upload to blog. May seem a tad,long winded but in practice only a couple of steps more than solution on laptop. I can live with that.
My Sorry Sense Of Humour
Bob forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was mad. She told him tomorrow morning I expect to find a gift in the driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in six seconds and it had better be there. Next morning his wife looked out the window to find a box, giftwrapped in the middle of the driveway. She opened it and found a brand-new bathroom scale. Bob has been missing since Friday.
Rant Of The Day
Meanwhile, senior Whitehall sources said the government was “reviewing” the introduction of passenger profiling at airports. Those who may fit the profile of a terrorist or act suspiciously would be subjected to extra questioning and searches.
The transport minister Lord Ahmad said profiling is “certainly something that has been reviewed.”
Religious Rant Of The Day
And for my last blog of this trip I’d like to attempt to dispel some of the myths about Islam:
Islam Means ‘Peace’
In truth, the Quran not only calls Muslims to submit to Allah, it also commands them to subdue people of other religions until they are in a full state of submission to Islamic rule. This has inspired the aggressive history of Islam and its success in conquering other cultures.
Free food tasting at Publix – more like a full meal.
Submission and peace can be very different concepts, even if a form of peace is often brought about through forcing others into submission. As the modern-day Islamic scholar, Ibrahim Sulaiman, puts it, “Jihad is not inhumane, despite its necessary violence and bloodshed, its ultimate desire is peace which is protected and enhanced by the rule of law.”
Islam Respects Women as Equals
There is no ambiguity in the Quran, the life of Muhammad, or Islamic law as to the inferiority of women to men despite the efforts of modern-day apologists to salvage Western-style feminism from scraps and fragments of verses that have historically held no such progressive interpretation.
After military conquests, Muhammad would dole out captured women as war prizes to his men. In at least one case, he advocated that they be raped in front of their husbands. Captured women were made into sex slaves by the very men who killed their husbands and brothers. There are four Quranic verses in which “Allah” makes clear that a Muslim master has full sexual access to his female slaves, yet there is not one that prohibits rape.
The Quran gives Muslim men permission to beat their wives for disobedience, but nowhere does it command love in marriage (although it is said to exist). The verses plainly say that husbands are “a degree above” wives.
Muslim women do not inherit property in equal portion to males. This is somewhat ironic given that Islam owes its existence to the wealth of Muhammad’s first wife, which would not otherwise have been inherited by her given that she had two brothers and her first husband had three sons.
A woman’s testimony in court is considered to be worth only half that of a man’s, according to the Quran. Unlike a man, she must also cover her head – and often her face.
If a woman wants to prove that she was raped, then there must be four male witnesses to corroborate her account (according to strict Sharia). Otherwise she can be jailed or stoned to death for confessing to “adultery.”
Monday – cool and sunny
Cannon firing at the Marriott Grand hotel Fairhope.
Feel a lazy day coming on.
Have a drive up to Daphne, but not a great deal there.
Daphne beach.
Then drive down to the Marriott Grand Hotel Faithope, and very grand it is too. Afternoon tea and coffee, complete with free refills, all for under $6. Cheaper than Starbucks and for that we get luxury surroundings on leather settees’ pleasant walk along the bay; free fishing rods for a spot of fishing; yet another demonstration cannon firing, under the auspices of the Stars and Stripes; followed by free afternoon tea, coffee and cookies. Not bad eh? And if you got the brass balls to get past gate security you don’t even have to buy anything – all free.
In Arabic, “jihad” means struggle. In Islam, it means holy war.
The Quran specifically exempts the disabled and elderly from Jihad (4:95), which would make no sense if the word is being used merely within the context of spiritual struggle. It is also unclear why Muhammad and his Quran would use graphic language, such as smiting fingers and heads from the hands and necks of unbelievers if he were speaking merely of character development.
With this in mind, Muslim apologists generally admit that there are two meanings to the word, but insist that “inner struggle” is the “greater Jihad,” whereas “holy war” is the “lesser.”
Islam is a Religion of Peace
Fishing at Marriott Grnd hotel Fairhope .
There shouldn’t be any argument over who the “true Muslim” is because the Quran clearly distinguishes the true Muslim from the pretender in Sura 9 and elsewhere. According to this – one of the last chapters of the Quran – the true believer “strives and fights with their wealth and persons” while the hypocrites are those who “sit at home,” refusing to join the jihad against unbelievers in foreign lands.
In truth, Muhammad organized 65 military campaigns in the last ten years of his life and personally led 27 of them. The more power that he attained, the smaller the excuse needed to go to battle, until finally he began attacking tribes merely because they were not yet part of his growing empire.
There is not another religion in the world that consistently produces terrorism in the name of God as does Islam. The most dangerous Muslims are nearly always those who interpret the Quran most transparently. They are the fundamentalists or purists of the faith, and believe in Muhammad’s mandate to spread Islamic rule by the sword, putting to death those who will not submit. In the absence of true infidels, they will even turn on each other.
Tuesday – warm and sunny
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum.
Drive along the coast to Pensacola. The more scenic route.
Lunch in the “historic village”. Oh, what a surprise they’ve run out of soup. Running out of …… seems to be a favourite national SNAFU.
Then do a tour of the historic village. Sadly the tour guide is about as entertaining and informative as a drunk Glaswegian.
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum, Marine 1.
Drive down to the naval base to visit the air museum there. Now it’s good to know that the US Navy’s on a high state of alert. They need photo Id before we’re allowed on. Out comes my 49 year old paper driving license along with a loose picture I’ve popped in with it for good measure. That’s just fine. You do wonder at times why they even get out of bed in the morning.
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum, Blue Angel.
Anyway back to the Naval Air Museum. It’s housed in two massive hangers with loads of aircraft exhibits. Well worth the entrance fee – it’s free. Unbelievable. Unusual for me to say it, but if I’d have paid $20 each I would not hve been dissappointed. Spend an enjoyable couple of hours just browsing around. You could easily spend a whole day there. Awesome. Highly recommend it.
Drive back along I10 rather than the coastal road.
I really do despair, what has happened to this country. Wherever you go Christmas has been replaced by holiday season.
Religious Rant Of The Day
Islam is Tolerant of Other Religions
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum.
Religious minorities have not “flourished” under Islam. In fact, they have dwindled to mere shadows after centuries of persecution and discrimination. Some were converted from their native religion by brute force, others under the agonizing strain of dhimmitude.
What Muslims call “tolerance,” others correctly identify as institutionalized discrimination. The consignment of Jews and Christians to dhimmis under Islamic rule means that they are not allowed the same religious rights and freedoms as Muslims. They cannot share their faith, for example, or build houses of worship without permission. (See this link for rules imposed by the Islamic State)
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum.
Historically, dhimmis have often had to wear distinguishing clothing or cut their hair in a particular manner that indicates their position of inferiority and humiliation. They do not share the same legal rights as Muslims, and must even pay a poll tax (the jizya). They are to be killed or have their children taken from them if they cannot satisfy the tax collector’s requirements.
The conquered populations face death if they do not establish regular prayer and charity in the Islamic tradition (ie. the pillars of Islam).
Islam is Opposed to Slavery
Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum. Perhaps Wendy overcomes her fear of aircraft after all
There is not the least bit of intolerance for slavery anywhere in the Quran. In fact, the “holy” book of Islam explicitly gives slave-owners the freedom to sexually exploit their slaves – not just in one place, but in at least four separate Suras. Islamic law is littered with rules concerning the treatment of slaves, some of which are relatively humane, but none that prohibit the actual practice by any stretch.
Pensacola historic village.
Muhammad captured slaves, sold slaves, bought slaves as gifts of pleasure, received slaves as gifts, and used slaves for work. The Sira is exquisitely clear on the issue of slavery.
The Quran tells Muslims to emulate the example of Muhammad, who has the most “exalted character”. As such, the deeply dehumanizing horror of slavery has been a ubiquitous tradition of Islam for 14 centuries, including the modern plight of non-Muslim slaves in the Sudan, Mali, Niger, Mauritania, and other parts of the Muslim world.
Lazy morning followed by a lovely walk along Fairhope beach, watch some guys trying to catch mullet with a net, look for alligators, a browse around town and a relaxing coffee in the French quarter. Mind you yet again they’re out of coffee. This country seems to be becoming as enterprising as a French Zeplin maker. The place is teaming with tourists ready for Thanksgiving and the cafe decides to shut at 14:30 – their loss. The countries loosing the plot, whatever happened to the entrepreneurial spirit?
Try telling this to the loved ones of the thousands who have died at the hands of Islamic jihadis.
Islam does prohibit killing innocent people. Unfortunately, as infidels and people of the book, we don’t qualify.
Fairhope beach
In many places, the prophet of Islam says that Jihad is the ideal path for a Muslim, and that believers should “fight in the way of Allah.” There are dozens of open-ended passages in the Quran that exhort killing and fighting – far more than there are of peace and tolerance.
Islam is not intended to co-exist as an equal with other religions. It is to be the dominant religion with Sharia as the supreme law. Islamic rule is to be extended to the ends of the earth and resistance is to be dealt with by any means necessary.
Apologists in the West often shrug off the Quran’s many verses of violence by saying that they are relevant only in a “time of war.”
To this, Islamic terrorists would agree. They are at war.
Islam is a Democracy
Fairhope beach.
A democracy is a system in which all people are judged as equals before the law, regardless of race, religion or gender. The vote of every individual counts as much as the vote of any other. The collective will of the people then determines the rules of society.
Sharia is not democracy and Muslims want Sharia law.
Fairhope beach. Alligators and snakes but don’t feed them.
Under Islamic law, only Muslim males are entitled to full rights. The standing of a woman is often half that of a man’s – sometimes even less. Non-Muslims have no standing with a Muslim. In fact, a Muslim can never be put to death for killing an unbeliever.
Islam does not facilitate democracy.
I’ll let Pat Condell have the final say on this with “it’s nothing to do with Islam”:
As we leave Panama City and head along the coast towards Fairhope, Alabama we leave the clouds and remnents of a potential tornado behind and head back into the warm sunshine. The drive along the coast starts off as a scenic way of seeing the Florida Pan Handle and the Emerald Coast but after 2 hours of traffic lights every 20 yards, I’m loosing the will to live and ready to go onto a catatonic state.
Cross over into Alabama, our 9th state on this trip.
Get to our new home exchange in a very select neighbourhood of Fairhope and we even have a swimming pool – see pictures.
As usual we’re off to the supermarket. After all those traffic lights I break my 7 days on the wagon and get a luscious Zinfandell.
Lap Topless – Day 6
Watching TV and sound is impressive. Still struggling with selecting text, but cut and paste is becoming easier with the shortcuts etc.
Given up on Blogpad Pro, too many compromises and spending too much time removing crap it’s inserted, I beginning to think it’s possessed. Not the iPads fault, just typical badly tested software – now there’s a surprise. Reverted back to WordPress but going to try using their Visual Editor more.
Lazy start to the day. Having a very laid back day after 5 days on the road, 3 days of which were spent sat at traffic lights. Now go into a catatonic state whenever there’s a red traffic light.
Lounge, complete with Apple TV.
Lunchtime we drive down to Fairhope. Have a stroll along the pier, yes it’s free. Then Wendy has lunch, after which we stroll around town. Visit the quaint little museum. Amazing that a town this size even has one. The towns lovely and relaxing. Mainly expensive women’s clothes shops, antique shops and more cafes than there are brothels in Amsterdam.
Do a spot of Balsamic vinegar tasting. Never realised they could be so tasty. We even lash out on a drop of Blueberry Balsamic. Very tasty, must try some more of these when we get home.
Then it’s a trip out to Walmart, allegedly where all the crazy people shop.
Bedroom.
The City Fairhope began as a dream in the minds of a group of individuals who were seeking their own special utopia. The first Single-Tax colonists (so called because of their belief in the economic theories of Henry George, who advocated no taxes other than a single land tax), looked at land throughout the South and Midwest before settling in 1894 on a high bluff overlooking Mobile Bay. According to legend, one of the group said the new colony had a fair hope of success, and the community of Fairhope was born. Based on a spirit of cooperative individualism, the Single Tax Colony attracted supporters and financial backers from around the country, drawing an eclectic assemblage of industrious, creative, and free-thinking people to Fairhope.
Home exchange – bedroom.
The City of Fairhope was established with around 500 residents in 1908, taking over responsibility for all municipal services. In the 1930s, the city became the caretaker of Fairhope’s greatest assets, the beachfront park, the park lands on the bluff above the beach, Henry George Park, Knoll Park, and the quarter-mile long pier, all gifts of the Single Tax Colony, which continues to have an active presence in the city to this day.
Swimming pool – a tad cold.
Today, Fairhope is a breathtaking vision that draws visitors from around the world who come to enjoy its natural beauty and its vibrant downtown filled with unique shops and galleries, gourmet restaurants, cozy cafes and more. A growing community of over 16,000 residents, Fairhope is also much more than just one of the prettiest small towns in the South. The city leads the way for others with active recycling programs, a state-of-the art water treatment system, involved citizens (over 70 percent report doing some type of volunteer work), and a new Comprehensive Plan that seeks to maintain the city’s high quality of life through controlled growth and development
Lap Topless – Day 7
Home exchange garden.
Still no major issues other than selecting text. Need some more research into the best ways.
one of the real advantages is being able to have two apps side by side. I write a lot of my blog in Notes and cut and paste into WordPress, so this is most useful.
Looks like I’ll have to buy and SD Card reader and of course there’s no USB ports, but for the life of me I can’t think of anything that will need one, other than if I wanted to play a DVD. It must be over a year since I bothered with a DVD so probably not a problem.
May also need a bigger bedside table to fit this on.
Head off down to Mobile to explore. Nightmare finding the visitor centre thanks to my satnav which seems to be hell bent on taking me round and round in ever decreasing circles requiring maximum lane changes at the last moment. Obviously trying to kill me.
Mobile – visitors centre.
Finally find the visitors centre along with some free parking. They’re very helpful in there. Almost too helpful naps we wonder will we ever escape.
Have a walk around downtown Dauphin Street. It’s a bit of a poor mans fake New Orleans. Wendy has lunch at the Spot of tea. Very different.
Mobile – museum, Wendy learns about longitude.
Mobile is the county seat of Mobile County, Alabama. The population within the city limits was 195,111 as of the 2010 United States Census, making it the third most populous city in the State of Alabama.
Alabama’s only saltwater port, Mobile is located at the head of the Mobile Bay and the north-central Gulf Coast. The Port of Mobile has always played a key role in the economic health of the city beginning with the city as a key trading center between the French and Native Americans down to its current role as the 12th-largest port in the United States. Mobile is the largest city in the Mobile-Daphne−Fairhope CSA, with a total population of 604,726, the second largest in the state.
Mobile – Dauphin street.
Mobile began as the first capital of colonial French Louisiana in 1702. During its first 100 years, Mobile was a colony of France, then Britain, and lastly Spain. Mobile first became a part of the United States of America in 1813. In 1861 Alabama joined the Confederate States of America, which surrendered in 1865.
Then walk across to the National Maritime Museum of the Gulf of Mexico. Give the Spanish galleon a miss, a tad too expensive, but the museum is awesome. Had a great time and learnt lots of new things. At long last, thanks to a great interractive exhibit, I now know the difference between latitude and longitude, always got them mixed up. Also understand the theory behind it. Loads of hands on exhibits.
Mobile – Maritime museum.
Then visit Forte Conde, an interesting little fort with free admission.
Not a fantastic city but enough for a day out.
Lap Topless – Day 8
Mobile – modern warship, looks more like an old Ironclad from the civil war.
Found some great selection shortcuts by word, sentence and paragraph that I wasn’t aware of. They’re iOS9 features so notThe unique to the iPad Pro but sure make it more of a reality as a laptop replacement.
My major use of the iPad for creating, rather than consuming, is my blog. I given a lot more thought to creating this and come up with some simple, ease of use methods that make it as easy to write on the iPad as a laptop. Again none of these are unique to iOS but it has focuses my mind on making this work as a replacement for my laptop.
Funny how the little things screw you. How do I resize my pictures before uploading to my blog. Photos on the Mac has an export feature that can resize. No such thing in iOS. Spend a couple of hours search for a batch resize app without much look. Finally crack it by emailing photos direct from Photos, with a reduced file size, and then save to a folder ready for import.