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Saddam Hussain

So the Americans have caught Saddam Hussain. I'm amazed that they didn't just unload onto him and shoot his arse full of new holes and call it 'fleeing from custody' like they did his sons. Not that I'm defending his kids, or his regime, but even the Nazi's had their chance in the war crimes courts before being put to death, or jailed. The Hussain kids were just executed, or murdered, depending on your point of view. When the Iraqi's shoot down the US soldiers we hear how they've been assassinated. When the Americans do it, well it's called justice. Fine line there... The entire Iraqi conflict has left a very disgusting taste in my mouth, from start to finish. I find it reprehensible that we tolerate a leader of the country who lies so openly. Howard lied, and whilst doing it he knew that what he was saying was an outright lie. Still, he did it and he obviously feels that it's fine. After all you can lie to idiots all the time, and yep, we're

Don Siegel

I'm halfway through re-reading one of my all time favourite books - A Siegel Film by Don Siegel. This is a stuningly effective book and reads much like a lot of Siegel's films - short, sharp, to the point and not a moment wasted. Siegel, for those that don't know (and if you don't then hang your noggin in shame) was an exceedingly talented director of (mainly) action films with a career that extended back into the golden years of Warner Brothers in the mid 1930s. Along the way Siegel made some of the best movies that have ever been made by a director with a low, and in come cases virtually no, budget, including the original Invasion Of The Body Snatchers. Along the way he worked with virtually every important American actor, such as Charles Bronson, Henry Fonda, Walter Matthau, John Wayne, Lee Marvin, Steve McQueen and most famously, Clint Eastwood. Unlike a lot of drectors Siegel had no great desire to act, and only appeared in a smattering of films, and only in two th

A Christmas Carol

If you're gonna steal, then steal from a master is what I say. I adapted and wrote this in one sitting back on December 23rd, 2000. Seriously. It took me four hours and a bottle of tequila - and it shows. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly, and no one wish to lay it. Their faithful Friend and Servant, C. D. December, 1843. Stave 1: Bob Marley's Ghost Bob Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. It mattered not how many albums and Compact Discs that people bought, the register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, the homeless guy who sat in the corner muttering about cheese, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it, at least twice. And Scrooge's na

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