A diverse offering twixt the interesting, the unusual, and the amusing.
Saturday, 15 August 2015
Julian 'effing' Assange.
I'm really not interested in the legal 'ins and outs' of the Assange farce, what does annoy me is the ridiculous cost of 'watching' him.
Now that certain previous charges against him are beyond Sweden's statute of limitations, I read that it is STILL costing a staggering £10,000 a day to police the Ecuadorian Embassy where he's been given asylum. As a UK tax payer, I really object to my money being so overtly wasted.
Apparently (according to certain newspapers) there are three 'elite uniformed officers' on duty every day outside the embassy. This makes them each earning a staggering £3,333 per day; roughly £1,100,000 per plod per annum; albeit an 'elite' plod (certain newspapers obviously don't do the same calculations as I do).
And there was me thinking that it was only footballers and human rights lawyers who earned that sort of dosh.
Wouldn't it be easier simply to abandon all this policing, and let him do whatever he wants; after all, it's not really the UK's (or the Ecuadorian's) affair, is it? Personally I'd throw him to the effing lions.
Oh, and it should be noted that ALL foreign embassies in the UK receive round-the-clock policing, as normal practice.... so where's the need for more?
Total Eclipse of the Blog
Hello, dear readers! Are you in the path of the eclipse? Did you buy the
special glasses? I am sort of in the path and bought glasses . . . however
8 months ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 45 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!