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What was that stuck on?

I know what you are thinking. A piece of modern art type photography fit only for the Turner Prize and the dustbin. Here are a bunch of London pavement shapes that mean nothing, photographed by me this afternoon, outside a pub in Warwick Way, not far from where I live. No story here.

But click on the picture and it turns out there is a story in this picture after all.

But, I wonder what it was.

France menaced by frogs

France has been attacked by an infestation of frogs! I know, the metaphors are even now exploding inside your head.

A campaign in France to exterminate frogs may sound like the beginning of a civil war, but these are no ordinary frogs.

The frogs are big, inedible, and Californian!

Since the frogs were first released, as a joke, on a private pond near Libourne in 1968, they have colonised ponds, lakes, marshes and gravel pits all over the département of the Gironde. They have been found in the Landes area to the south and in the Dordogne, Lot-et-Garonne and Loir-et-Cher départements, further north.

Some joke.

It turns out that the only way to kill these fearsome and deeply un-French frogs is to shoot them.

Working for a safer London

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You really need to click on this picture.

Strange world

Its enough to make you believe in parallel universes colliding, or something:

Doctors fear that the identity of a mysterious mute pianist found wandering on an English beach in April might never be known, a British newspaper reported on Monday.

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The so-called “Piano Man”, a tall blonde-haired stranger thought to be in his 20s or early 30s, was found on April 7 on the beach at Minster, on the south coast of England, soaking wet but fully dressed in a black suit and tie, with no clue as to his origin.

He has not spoken since and has not responded to written appeals while being kept under observation in the psychiatric hospital.

But he has fascinated social workers, the British media and the general public over his one means of communication: playing classical piano music.

When given a pencil and paper by hospital staff, he drew a grand piano — and then, when shown a piano at the hospital chapel, he impressed his carers with a remarkable virtuoso performance.

There are no leads.

Now, I am an imaginative guy, and I work with a major inner city hospital where all kinds of strange shit comes down, but I have a hard time coming up with any scenario at all that would explain this one.

Someone needed to cool off

Now this is what I call ‘global justice’:

A thirsty thief is being blamed for downing a bottle of water, valued at £42,500, at a literary festival.

The two-litre clear plastic bottle containing melted ice from the Antarctic was devised to highlight global warming by artist Wayne Hill….

The piece, entitled Weapon of Mass Destruction, vanished half way through the festival. Mr Hill fears the bottle was taken and then drunk.

“It was there and then it was gone,” he said.

Just like dozens of claptrap, modish, end-of-the-world theories then.

Pointless question of the day

I enjoy watching and playing a bit of golf – despite my rather large playing handicap (gulp) but a question that comes to me as I watch the British Open up in blustery St. Andrews, Scotland is this: why, for the sake of reason, why, do so many golfers were such daft clothes? One guy is sporting a pink shirt, pink eye shade and the sort of trousers that constitute arrestable offences in some parts of the world.

Why?

1981 – 2005

Thanks to this Instapundit posting linking to this, and then following one of the links there, I have found my way to tifoc, sports blogger extraordinary, and well worth a read if you like cricket, soccer, F1, or just a different angle on things.

His posting of last Thursday refers to an extraordinary coincidence:

In 1981, the Pope died, Prince Charles got married and Liverpool were crowned Champions of Europe.

This year (2005), the Pope died, Prince Charles got married and Liverpool were crowned Champions of Europe.

However, tifoc did not spot this himself, and nor did the emailer who told him about it. (Unless the BBC reporting the same coincidence in April was itself a coincidence.)

Ashes anyone? This bizarre game last Saturday suggests that England are at least in with a chance of doing what they also did in . . . 1981.

What language is this?

I was cruising the net and saw an article titled Time magazine defuses CIA stoush. Sure, the story is interesting but… what the hell does ‘stoush’ mean?

Oh now this is sweet…

Read this

…then read this.

Oh how sweet and utterly deserved. As they would say in the on-line gaming world: owned!

Strangeness in Zürich

Whilst in Zürich on business, I was puzzled to see large teddy bears everywhere on almost every street corner in the centre of town and a veritable platoon of them in the Bahnhoff … there seems to be literally hundreds of them scattered around the city. It is certainly interesting but I have no idea why they are there. Does anyone know?

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Interesting but… a bit perplexing

Who says the Swiss have no sence of humour?

Sunshine shocker

Story here that says that far from being a bad thing, sitting outside in the sun for at least 15 minutes a day is good for you, latest medical findings suggest. It certainly is a bit of a change from the period, I well recall, in the 1990s, when it appeared to be the case that any exposure to sun was fraught with danger as a result of the supposed hole in the ozone layer. I recall the constant worries, fuelled in the press and elsewhere, about skin cancer and the dangers of overdoing the sunshine.

Sometimes you have to just laugh. Of course being exposed to the sun is good for you in moderation! Mankind was not meant to sit indoors or conceal every aspect of the body all the time. Anyone I know who spends the vast majority of his or her time indoors looks, well, unwell, in my opinion. I always make the effort to break out of my office at lunchtime to get what passes for sunshine in this damp country of ours. It is not rocket science.

Coming next: medical experts reveal that regular exercise, eating vegetables and playing sports can do you some good.

Cool interweb stuff

An assortment of cool web stuff* encountered in recent days:

Most excellent puppeteering in General Electric’s Facing That Void.

Fun CG animation ride. (warning:contains computer simulated amphibian genitalia)

I can’t remember a purer shot of joy than this Kokonono promo.

*Don’t even waste your time over a dial-up – this is all broadband stuff. Thanks to our rather disturbed friends at Screenhead, BTW.