I have this bad habit recently of leaving Safari windows open to sites with interesting things I want to blog about. And then inevitably for some reason I have to shut down Safari or restart the computer, and I forget to save the pages and it is all gone.
Damn infernal bewitched machine!
I didn’t think so. Season 4 of what I think is the best Science Fiction ever made for TV starts on April 4. If you think you’re interested at all, here is an 8 minute video that kind of covers the last 3 seasons:
The experience of an icelandic woman in the USA:
…they were treating me like a very dangerous criminal. Soon thereafter I was removed from the cubicle and two armed guards placed me up against a wall. A chain was fastened around my waist and I was handcuffed to the chain. Then my legs were placed in chains. I asked for permission to make a telephone call but they refused. So secured, I was taken from the airport terminal in full sight of everybody. I have seldom felt so bad…
There’s more.
Is this a failure of our system at the institution of draconian immigration policies, or the abuse of power by megalomaniac immigration workers? Either way, why in the hell is this allowed to happen?
The only guide to a man is his conscience; the only shield to his memory is the rectitude and sincerity of his actions. It is very imprudent to walk through life without this shield, because we are so often mocked by the failure of our hopes and the upsetting of our calculations; but with this shield, however the fates may play, we march always in the ranks of honor.
It fell to Neville Chamberlain in one of the supreme crises of the world to be contradicted by events, to be disappointed in his hopes, and to be deceived and cheated by a wicked man. But what were these hopes in which he was disappointed? What were these wishes in which he was frustrated? What was that faith that was abused? They were surely among the most noble and benevolent instincts of the human heart – the love of peace, the toil for peace, the strife for peace, the pursuit of peace, even at great peril, and certainly to the utter disdain of popularity or clamour. Whatever else history may or may not say about these terrible, tremendous years, we can be sure that Neville Chamberlain acted with most perfect sincerity according to his lights and strove to the utmost of his capacity and authority, which were powerful, to save the world from the awful devastating struggle in which we are now engaged…
Herr Hitler protests with frantic words and gestures that he has only desired peace. What do these ravings and outpouring count before the silence of Neville Chamberlain’s tomb?
-Winston Churchill in tribute to Neville Chamberlain, 1940