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Wednesday 23.7.03 | SO Saddam Hussein's two sons are dead. I appreciate that they were monsters in every way that their father was, and that what I am about to say sounds horribly naive and optimistic, but I just long to see the day where humans can settle disputes without beating the crap out of each other, or simply resulting to murder. I still maintain, in spite of all the things they did, that the killings of Uday and Qusay Hussein were ethically wrong, but again, I'm aware that I'm probably fairly alone in this view. Added later: There is a German next to me in the internet cafe in which I am sitting, (where I am wasting time on the internet trying not to go back and work,) who occasionally bursts out laughing and utters and odd random phrase (in good English) about security and power. I suddenly realise just how sane I am. Saturday 26.7.03 WHY do I spend time with you, Matt? Not only have you just offered me some of your leprosy, but then, when James and I tried to tickle you, you let out blood-curdling screams until you abruptly and loudly farted in order to beat us off. God only knows what the neighbours thought... :-) Been a bit of a manic few days what with one thing and another - Matt rang me the day before yesterday and asked me in a sugar-sweet voice whether I would read the book he had just translated and write the index. Too stupid to say no, I am now up to my eyes in references and links. Oops. Lucky he's paying me loads then, isn't it? :-) Monday 28.7.03 LORDY the index is done, and thank feck for that. Off to teach the mad old ladies now and then to finally crash into my bed. Weekend hasn't been all stress though - went down to the Wansee yesterday which is Berlin's answer to St. Tropez. As you you may know, beaches aren't really my thing; sitting for hours, slowly cooking in the sun and getting sand up my crack just isn't me. But this was cool - James and I somehow ended up on the nudist/gay bit of the beach, which had him looking very content and my British eyes out on stalks going 'Oh my!' I think I might have stood out... Tuesday 29.7.03 BLARGH, the pain. I have managed to pull a muscle in my neck. I find that, if I keep my head raised to an angle of approximately 60 degrees and slightly to the left, the agony decreases. People are giving me funny looks on the streets, but frankly I couldn't give less of a shit - the implications of this head-position *are* made more clear, however, with the presence of bollards and lampposts on said streets. Hmm. | |||||||||
