Where it all Began
The Ugly Face of the Unions
Sporting Ecstasy
Yes it was and by the end of the first two days of the tournament in which Europe, for the most part, had taken a battering, it would have been a brave man (or fool) who would have predicted a European victory when their American opponents had, in the opinion of most experts, taken a seemingly unassailable lead. The Americans no doubt thought, and with good reason, that victory was theirs for the taking but the Goddess of Sport is the most capricious of deities and as many hard bitten competitors will tell you “It aint over till it’s over”.
This was sport showing us, once again in this wonderful year of sport, how truly magical it can be. This was sport at its very best and at its most compelling. I’m not a golfer and you may not be either, but one doesn’t have to be a golfer to realise that something pretty special, or “miraculous”, as some have called Europe’s victory, took place at the Medinah Golf Club in Chicago yesterday.
The European captain, Jose Maria Olazabal, friend and former playing partner of the great Seve Ballesteros, acknowledging the inspiration his team received from the memory of his late countryman (all the team wore Ballesteros’ colours yesterday), summed up what it meant to him and his heroic team when he said “All men die but not all men live”. What a truly wonderful and profound statement that is and how much better to start the week with that than another moan about politics, don’t you think?
Screaming Infants
After a couple of weeks working away, I, like many travellers, crave the rest that a long haul flight can bring and am delighted that, at last, something is being done about this problem. I don’t take issue with anybody who takes their infants on long journeys (but why anybody would take a 6 month old baby half way across the world on holiday is beyond me) and I accept that people have the right to travel where and with whom they like. That right does not extend however to making the lives of the people around them a complete misery. It happens a lot and I once endured a transatlantic flight (and believe me, that’s the right word) where a baby, who was evidently not ill, but who simply required some attention, cried the whole time.
Much of the problem is down to bad parenting and a lack of common sense. If an infant is distressed then the poor child should be comforted and not left alone to scream to the heavens. If the child still requires comfort then surely it should be given a bottle or a dummy. Some parents don’t believe in giving their children dummies and clearly don’t give a monkey’s about the concerns of their fellow travellers.
This move by Air Asia is a good one and long overdue. On every flight, worldwide, there should either be a baby and child-free zone or a separate area, like a crèche, purely for occupation by parents with babies and children. For busy routes maybe they could even have their own plane where they can exercise their right to scream and run around to their hearts content. The rest of us can then exercise our right to some peace and quiet – if only.
Abuse of the System
The Death Penalty and Arming the Police
A Strong America
British Nationality
Praise for Burglars
Whilst sentencing convicted burglar and serial offender, Richard Rochford, His Honour Judge Peter Bowers stated that “It takes a huge amount of courage, as far as I can see, to burgle someone’s home. I wouldn’t have the nerve”. He then declined to impose upon Rochford the prison sentence his behaviour merited (and which any rational judge would have ordered) and instead gave the former jailbird a community service order.
Of course, there has been uproar following this ludricous pronouncement and it is to be hoped that when His Honour is tracked down on the Planet Zog, or wherever it is he resides, his superiors ensure that he no longer graces the Bench with his presence.
It’s sometimes difficult not to despair of our legal system. Our demoralised and poorly led police force, suffocating under the weight of unnecessary bureaucracy and form filling, often struggle to bring criminals to justice and even when they do, they find themselves hampered by a system that often favours the criminal over the victim. They find their good work torn to pieces by smart-alec defence lawyers and even if they manage to obtain a conviction they watch defendants walk away relatively free, openly laughing at the weakness of the courts.
This country seems to be a defendant’s paradise, unless, of course, you happen to be a motorist.