Monday, October 19, 2009

NSW Justice = Paper/Scissors/Rock


This is a picture of the 12 Angry Men who were in the same titled movie. Those of you who haven't had the honour, along with an introduction by Bill Collins who weeps with the gayest of joy, may in fact wonder why these men were angry?

They were angry because jury duty had gone on too long. They wanted to go home. But they couldn't because those are the rules. Has to be unanimous.

11 of these handsome young stars, including Jack Klugman aka Oscar Madison aka Quincy MD, knew the defendant was guilty. But one angry man knew he wasn't. And it turned out it was right. After much anger and deliberation, juror 8 proved that the wrong man was in the box.

Too bad if that was in NSW these days. That old rot about 12 of your peers clogs up the courts, so 11-1 is now good enough. A hideous example of this is with Dianne Brimble who died on a cruise and whose companion that evening is now being tried for manslaughter, amongst other things. But the jury can't make up its mind, so apparently, we go to plan B : 11-1.

Yes this has been going on for nearly 4 years, it happened to this man too just recently, but why should we stop at 11-1? When will 10-2 be OK? What about best of 5 rounds of darts at the nearest pub where the jury's sequestered? Make it a drinking game. What a joke. Be nice to the people in uniforms, people. It's all part of being in the police state.

Monday, September 28, 2009

The Swiss: Watch for the quiet ones




My BFF Ilona was brought up in Geneva so I know just a little about the Swiss. But what are they up to with Roman Polanski? Noah says they're telling everyone who owns their bank accounts now which frightens the Madoff set no end.

Why have they decided to hand him over to the US? The French have held him close like a puppy for decades since he fled the States after pleading guilty to
Usually I'm all in favour of hunting down the rapist to the grave but the woman he raped as a 13 year old doesn't want a bar of it.

In a tribute to Polanski, this site says that

Roman Polanski was born Raimund Liebling, in Paris, on August 18, 1933, to Polish-Jewish painter & plastics manufacturer Ryszard Liebling & half-Jewish Russian immigrant Bula Levy Polanski (who had left her first husband a year earlier to marry him).

When Raimund was three, the family moved to Ryszard’s native Krakow, Poland, but three years later the Nazis seized the country & interned the family in the Krakow ghetto. In a moment of tragedy that runs parallel to a scene in THE PIANIST, his parents were shipped off to the Treblinka concentration camp when the boy was eight. But Ryszard told his son to walk—not run—away, & he narrowly escaped being sent to the death camp where his mother was gassed, while she was four months pregnant. (Ryszard survived the camp & lived until 1984.)

The boy spent the next six years wandering through occupied Poland, living with various Catholic families in the countryside. Sadistic German soldiers sometimes would shoot at him for sport. At times, he protected himself as a member of a tough street gang.


So Roman's done his hard days. And that was before Sharon Tate and Charles Manson. Go away for work for a bit and your budding actress wife gets the most fame she could have hoped for, only not like that.

But the point is who was expecting the Swiss (Nazi gold hiders that they are) to roll over? And if they're going to be Mr Not-So-Neutral-Anymore Guy, then who's left?


Sunday, September 27, 2009

Medicinal Marijuana? Are we being censored?


Just got off the phone to my American "friend" Noah who reminds me that prohibition in the States is coming to the beginning of the beginning of the end. And wouldn't you know it, it's true. 13 states have legalised the use of medicinal marijuana, and 14 have ballots pending on the legislation.

Now, this is going to cause a lot of problems for these states.

Their immigration rate is going to soar, with stoners selling all of their platinum PS2 games for a one way ticket to the Emerald Cities. 7-11s are going to take over as the most powerful corporations in the state. Medical centres are going to be innundated with unforseen conditions that necessitate the ingestion of THC. I can hardly wait.

No one is happier to see the Americans go green than I am. They've been so stressed out for so long, these people definitely need some down time. A little bit of Take-Yourself-Less-Seriously instead of Prozac. It is time for a change. If they were honest they'd put Arnie in as Prez and Cheech and Chong as Treasurer and Secretary of State. But we've got a way to go.

My question is why don't we know about this in Australia. Don't see it covered or talked about in mainstream print or TV journalism. Yet we know about Megan Fox. She's often on the front page. I know everything about Fritzl and the NRL, too.

Why isn't the government running to legislate for this the way it ran to Iraq to play with the Big Boys? I'm confused. Are we frightened to lose our reputation as alcoholics? Or is it believed impossible for Australians to become any more apathetic than they already are? Don't know about you but I'm going to invest my last dollar in 7-11 shares if this thing ever blows our way, but only the ones without flourescent lights.

Facebook/Blog Intro


Am getting bored with being limited to FB. Don't have the organisation for a website. Decided to start a blog. Today I'm worried about Mackenzie Phillips and her relationship with her father, considering Woody Allen and his daughter didn't break up yet after all these years, and all that stuff about Morgan Freeman and his grand-daughter.



Ripping the house apart in the windstorm, looking for Toto's collar.

Found out from friend studying medicine that the only references acceptable to his lecturers are from government websites. Big Brother is way past watching us.

If this weren't a "Christian" country, and it is since some pigs are more equal than others, Sundays wouldn't be so boring. You wouldn't have to read this since I would be out doing fun atheist things like looking for fossils.

This blog is about everything and anything. If you don't agree with me, that's fantastic, but please don't hope that I'll get offended by your stance. Being different is what makes us all special and human, it's the gift of life and a great line to tell your psychs. This whole spiel is supposed to be about debate.

And there won't be any apologies for making comments about Tourette's. There's a clear difference between humour and hatred. The former will be moderated. The latter will be annhiliated.

So, please, I have a deadline to meet. Help me with my procrastination efforts cos I've just about run out.