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Yes, it is from men like these that society needs real Heroes like Arnud Beltrame.  Real heroes who, instead of taking up guns to go and kill innocent people, like Radouane and Donald Trump are about, put his gun down and tried to dissuade the evil men from needlessly perpetuating murderous carnage.  This is the real tragedy. This fact that Radouane did not have to do what he did. It achieved nothing and was never going to be more than the pointless murder of innocent people and the needless bereavement of their families.  The real tragedy being that, Donald Trump does not have to be starting a trade war with other countries.  That he does not have to be precipitating  further economic war against Iran, and planning military action against that country.  Because nothing good, nothing of lasting value can be achieved. Like Hitler, like Pol Pot, like Stalin, the evil actions of Radouane Lakdim, ISIL and Donald Trump, are doomed to failure.  Even though the misery they

Ah, the pain and pleasure of it all. Hamilton and Team Mercedes might well be thinking that the gods are having a laugh at serious expense to them.  Indeed, they might even be thinking that the gods are pissing on them.  No sooner have the gods  brought serious destruction on Team Mercedes, by destroying Bottas' qualifying on Saturday, than they now, during today's, Sunday's race, made a seemingly mockery of Hamilton's race, most fortuitously. From Saturday's 'we are angry with you', to days'  'we are just having a laugh at you.' The gods of fortune have been fortuitously kind to Sebastian Vettel and Ferrari.   By snatching the lead from Hamilton and Mercedes, during a Virtual Safety Car period, and lobbing it into the welcoming arms of Ferrari, who held onto it until the end of the race. In a somewhat incident afflicted race, which saw both Haas' cars being retired.   And Verstappen having a dramatic spin on the circui

There is little doubt that the noun, 'hero' and 'heroism', have become so misused by the media and people of nationalist and religious inclination, that they have become devalued and quite meaningless.  Everybody is now an 'hero', so, becoming an 'hero' is no longer an act of great distinction. For the disciples of the American armed forces, all American soldiers are 'heroes.'  Consequently, if one or some of them do something stupendous in the line of duty, there is no ultimate superlative to describe their act of 'heroism.' Unless it is going to be 'great heroism.' Similar, religious faiths, more so Islam, at present, have taken to describing those of the faith who are killed in battle, as 'martyrs.  Which is perceived as people who have made the ultimate sacrifice for their country, and, more importantly, their faith, there religion. Arnaud Beltrame was a French police officer who, as they say, have everyth

Brilliant drive from Lewis ~Hamilton to extract Pole position from what can prove to be a rather merciless and unforgiving the Albert Park Grand Prix circuit.  As we have seen from how a part of the circuit, apparently a part which is inhabited by a god who demands either optimum performance from the drivers.   Or the destruction of their cars, went about doing just that to the aptless Valtteri Bottas, in Q3.  Having  been enticed into committing himself into driving through the 'zone of destruction or serenity', as if he was already at one with it, and then finding that he was not quite there, and eventually losing it.  A greatly disappointed Bottas found that he was truly in the hands, at the mercy even, of the gods.  Unfortunately for this brave driver, and for reasons known only to the gods themselves, the gods were not feeling benevolent.  No; they were feeling exceedingly angry. An anger they expressed by taking a firm hold of Car 77, and, ignor

Time, time, time. Oh, time, what art thou, and where forth art thou, we might ask?  Time is, it seems, is the length of something of great value. Time is something we sometimes, and how ironic  sounds?  But yes, time is something we sometimes do not have enough of, and, at other times, we seem to have too much of.  There is an important job, a task to be done, but but we are running out of time, or we simply do not have enough time to complete it. There is this football match, this cricket match, this baseball or hockey match to be won or lost, but, guess what?  Yes, time is running out, and there is not enough time to keep at it and win it.  No, not with only X minutes of the allotted time left to play. Oh, if only we had more time. I have read the late great Physicist, Stephen Hawkins' An History of Time, but I might do so, sometime, and if I decide to make the time.  And, how can 'time' have any history, when it is, like air, apparently with

Some of his friends had single parents, and were oftentimes, it appeared, given more freedom or left to get on with doing what they wanted to do.  They would truant from school, and some were into taking drugs. It would not be long before Kazaliwa,  having started at secondary school, would lost  his interest in learning and conforming to school life.  His conflict with other pupils would soon, naturally, led to him being disruptive in classes and getting into disputes with his teachers.  Something which would lead to his parents being frequently contacted by the school about.   And which would eventually resulted in both the teachers his parents becoming extremely frustrated and angry with Kazaliwa’s bad behaviour.  And his persistent failure to take responsibility for his bad behaviour and change it. Being honest about and taking responsibility for his poor behaviour was always something which Kazaliwa seemed to have been totally incapable of d

These things were and are a given to them. They were, according to the doctrine of Christians, a reflection of the minds of Adam and Eve, before they chose to eat of the fruit of the tree of knowledge.  Before they attained the 'state of free will', and declared to god that life, upto then, was too sheltered, too claustrophobic, restricting and boring.  And that they wanted to be able to venture out into the world and find out what else was in it and learn from and enjoy it. And, yes, risk suffering what perils came with it. They wanted freedom. And so it seems to me, that, if society is to progress, so that people of different ethnic, religious, cultural, traditions and political affiliations, are to be able to come together and live in peace.  Then, they can only do so by jettisoning those part of themselves which will not allow them to collectively achieve that goal.  After all, the only aspect of our physiological and social being which we cannot d