Feb
8
2010
Yours, as I type, tears rolling down my cheeks and splashing onto the keyboard.
And why ?
What ?
So what, your wife has chosen to her duty to the village and you chose to stay here, doing squat ,writing little computer programs in Suzhou. And crying – Fuckwit. Idiot.
Oh, that’s just great. a crying foreigner, just what we need, another useless Laowai.
Sorry dear reader ; I noticed a Chinese lady co-worker crying into her arm on Friday5 Feb, comforted by other staff.
Refused to get involved, it’s not my problem- I’m becoming disturtbingly Chinese, I don’t want that.
I REALLY dont want to become that creature in China with no feelings.
She was crying in the office, next to me and I did nothing.
Anyway, back to work. Crystal V needs love.
You’ll see Jamieson waving some code around. Nah, that’s the non- real stuff, mere leakage from Jamison’s skull in China.
The good stuff is locked in.
“If laserCitadentalreceive1 is false then gosub alertPrimary else gosub maintain”
:alertPrimary :
gosub Alertprimary
End
sub Alertprimary
Open Ch1, port 9 Transmit, baud =9600, 8,1,1
ChineseFrom: Crystal V China 3 Client
To: 13771989234
6 Feb 2010 18:34:38
Crystal 5激光系统警报
Crystal 5 Main Laser Beam Break Alert
End.
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Stop Crying, Jamieson, for God’s sake, : your’e becoming annoying, stop being so fucking clever and get back to work.
You thought I was stupid.
Sorry.
Jamieson has mysterious skills.
aware of_2000 at hotmail.com
or direct at+81 13771989252
Chinese Lasers….My way.
7 years in China and done it MY way.
I’ll hug the Chinese lady crying in the Office.
It’s not appropriate but I like her.
Jan
31
2010
Jamieson squats like a frog imprisoned under a half coconut shell in China.
I want to lash out, but lash out at what ? Chinese supression and childish firewalling of the Internet ? Students that mumble ” I ah, I ah, I ah….
This is no place for a real Research and Design Engineer.
At least J. provides coin back home for 2nd daughters’ orthodontic work, thousands – trust me.
Jamieson has a huge emotional investment in Crystal V, creative juices, Aussie know-how and can-do, coupled with Finnish expertise for advice and recommendations.
In future, I needn’t worry about my children financially. They’ll get incremental tri-yearly upgrades.
When Madinah reaches 21, she’ll hopefully have a lot of money but with my discretion. I don’t want her to be a spoiled girl/brat. I may even insert codicils in my will.
Jan
25
2010
Jamieson has been approached by a Finnish firm in Shanghai to go to and do some things.
Damn. I was hoping to keep my device secure, now the something associate is talking about Chinese and US patents for protection.
Actually the device is the scariest, least penetrable security system, something about nasty lasers, radio based, scary, encrypted randomised handshaking (Our Secret). And that is just the start. We seem to deal with secrets.
What radio? What frequency ? I love it as a design engineer. I Choose the protocols and that’s it. No further info.
Do you handle multi-layer encryption ? We do. How’s about 7 layers ? Want to take the Pepsi Challenge ?
You’d be surprised what happens in the skull of Jamieson.
Are you a dab-hand at random laser modulated decrypting and matching for a re-print? I didn’t think so. Didn’t tell you about the extra 5 levels did I ?
Laser , ”Our Encryption changes from random moment to random moment. No more easy stuff. No user guides.”
Just Jamieson’s programming, then it gets really hard to compromise. Really, really fucking hard to uravel. As I said before “You don’t know Jamieson”.
I might add some microsecond Infa-Red laser bursts to send some handhaking. Just for fun.
Then there’s the 4 extra layers.
Jamieson, hard at work. Immediate SMS from a vault.
We agreed at the start to never compromise our clients, that’s our starting creed and our belief statement.
To instance this, Jamieson received EO Edmund Optics China catalogue today 28 Jan 10: www.edmundoptics.cn for review.
It’s not a gradual process, lava like. We provide immediate world class solutions, most contemporary answers on the spot.
Whew. I like Lasers, they never lie when I control them.
I told you again and again – you have no idea of the actual Jamieson or what it has done, or can do.
Jamieson is the passer-by in the street, the guy fixing sewerage problems on a farm in West Australia with gloves on, alternatively the argumentative chap in the boardroom wearing a suit, successfully resolving proposal disputes.
Jamieson is perhaps the mad scientist, with bizarre ideas that become real.
Jamieson might stand next to you, buying a newspaper and scratch lotto tickets on a Thursday.
He might be waiting for a Taxi in China, competing with you.
Or you might be sharing bait whilst fishing on a dangerous rocks with huge waves in Western Australia. And surviving a huge washover.
He’s so lucky. Read this, and you’ll get some of Jamieson’s Luck. You’ll get some of the Luck on this – in fact I’ll share a small part of my luck with you, give it to you – free of charge.
In fact one of my dear Associates got a gig at ‘Laris’ (AKA 3 on the Bund), one of the top 5 restaurants in Shanghai, and will start (Guaranteed) later at a different restaurant after getting a rave review of his flair in the kitchen as a Head Chef <revised>, after 4 years without an apron.(as appopriate)
He got infected by the Luck. I smile as I share the luck. The Luck keeps showering on me, not a golden shower… just too much for me.Now, the Chinese Luck will follow him wherever he goes. Sort of like the Midas Touch, but not so metallic.
Another story – but this young man is headlong to Michelin Star level.
Wait for the next episode. An imagined cure for AIDS, Hepatitis C, colds. I have to say imagined because it’s illegal to state that the device “cures” anything, but results…..
I’ll write later, imagined. Wait for the luck. You have no idea.
I select the persona: “the argumentative chap in the boardroom”.
Actually today, Jamiesons wears jeans and long johns, a turtle-neck shirt, a turtle-neck sweater, a grubby zip-up top and a scarf from the wife. It’s 2 degrees outside and 12 in the study with a heater.
You Say.
<Jamieson suddenly realised that he is become the mad scientist. deliberate.
Part of his surname…. Mad….Meh. How can you turn light into money ? Lasers, my boy, lasers.>
Dad, what’s a laser?
Jan
9
2010
Jamieson was out and about last Wednesday evening (6 Jan 2010) , running an errand.
Cruising down a local boulevarde in Suzhou in the Bike lane, gets a red light.
No problem, brakes the electric bike and assumes a stopped position with both feet on the road – the nearby sign ticks down, 43, 42, 41 seconds until J. is safe to proceed with caution.
Chinese Girlie on an e-bike ignores the red light, whizzes past Big. J. and smack. Huge Suzhou-Singapore International School (30 metres long) bus is turning right on a green, and she rams it at speed on the side.
Of course girlie is off the bike, she’s on the road, bike’s also laying quietly next to her. Driver and Children Supervisor are off the bus and help her up.
Driver starts a tirade, gesticulating. Jamieson watches with mirth, skips 5 light changes to watch this stupid girly tearfully bleating about compensation (in Chinese). Fuck off !
In China, the first thing is call 110 (Police) in a traffic accident, and they’ll turn up quick smart. If the Driver and Children Supervisor had approached Jamieson as an eye-witness to the incident, I’d gladly recount the event to the Cops. Step by step.
That’s why I waited, arms folded – and watched.
Perversely – I’d wished, hungered, longingly wished for years in China to be a witness to arrogance and stupidity by a bike rider ignoring a red light and getting whacked.
Spatial awareness honey – and simple rules…..You are NOT the only person in the world.
Wishes come true sometimes ! Mine finally came true. She wasn’t hurt.
That’s why there are red lights and the reason that Jamieson wears a funny bike helmet over his beanie when riding the electric bike in winter.
…and obeys the traffic lights. You know, kind of stopping at a red, just for fun.
Jan
6
2010
在オーストラリア日本国大使館領事部
Embassy of Japan, consular section
112 Empire Circuit, Yarralumla, A.C.T 2600 Australia
電話：（０２）６２７３－３２４４（代表）
ＦＡＸ：（０２）６２７３－５４８５
Ｅメール：consular@japan.org.au
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Whaling : Southern Ocean
| From: |  jamieson <fake> @hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | Wednesday, 6 January 2010 7:36:23 PM |
| To: | consular@japan.org.au |
Security : [Unclassified]
As an Australian citizen, I am deeply concerned and angered over the mid ocean collision incident between the Japanese Shonan Maru 2 and the NZ registered Ady Gil vessel accompanying the Sea Shepherd flotilla - 5 January 2010.
Apparently the Ady Gil was motionless, yet was apparently rammed in open sea. Isn’t the duty of the Officer of the Watch and sailors on shift to actually “watch out” for other nearby vessels ?To alert the Bridge and initiate course change to avoid collision ?
If there is a collision, isn’t the law and the brotherhood of the sea obligating the crew of the larger vessel to render immediate rescue attempts to those in the smaller vessel ?
I am framing my complaint very POLITELY. Please ensure there is NO repeat.
This is disgraceful.
I will refer my complaint to the Australian Minister of the Environment by email.
Yours Sincerely,
Jamieson, Suzhou – China
EOM
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Copyright owns to :
http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2010/01/06/2786875.htm?section=justin
Sea Shepherd says the war over whaling in the Southern Ocean has seriously escalated, with a Japanese boat deliberately ramming and sinking one of its vessels.
The anti-whaling group says Japanese security ship Shonan Maru 2 has sheared off the bow of the Ady Gil, its high-speed carbon fibre boat.
Japanese whalers are also accused of using Australian charter planes to spy on the whereabouts of Sea Shepherd vessels.
The president and founder of Sea Shepherd, Captain Paul Watson, says this afternoon’s attack will not hurt the group’s resolve to stop whaling.
“If they think that our remaining two ships will retreat from the Southern Ocean Whale Sanctuary in the face of their extremism, they will be mistaken,” he said.
“We now have a real whale war on our hands now and we have no intention of retreating.”
Jamieson is VERY, Very angry. You don’t want to go there.I really, really don’t want you to provoke Jamiesons’ anger over this. You might get badly hurt, quickly by a very quiet and sensitive man. You’ve been warned.
I have a grandchild and I’ll volunteer as a radio op on the ship – and I live in China. I’ll pay. Grit your teeth and discover Jamieson.
You can be Jamieson.
…..and you say.
Cut in half. Think about that. Then think about the whales. The crew. The cold sea. Sinking and the Mayday.
Jan
1
2010
Jamieson just viewed a very interesting segment on Suzhou (naturally in China) TV on “Police News – 110″
Story about how a Granny had folded up 10,000 RMB (about 2cm thick), wrapped it in newspaper and somehow misplaced it on a public bus. Some other passenger discovered it, called the Cops and gave it to the driver to deliver it to her Supervisor when she had finished her route and was due for a break.
And called the local TV.
Because it was called in, it was incident on file (these things can easily be deleted in China) and there was a media follow-up, so Granny Wang was later ferried to the Cop shop by 5-0.
GW arthritically, slowly unfolded the newspaper and there was the wad in toto. Smile for the camera ! Don’t look at the camera.
10 Grand is a huge amount for GW. 2 years tuition for the grandkid. A years’ food for her and hers + gifts.
Reminds Jamieson of his incredible, yet ongoing Luck.
Or : <I rely on the Kindness of Strangers>
Did a bus trip in 1986 with the <then> Mrs J. + nipper on a night trip from Kuala Trengganu to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Nipper cried most of the way until she finally fell asleep at the teat, to the delight of the adjacent passengers.
J had already hissed at them politely in Malay several times “We’ve tried everything we can…”
Dawn.
We hop off, grab the suitcases, 6 week old baby and … Your handbag ?
Oh, just fucking great. Great. Lucky that J. has 1,200 or so Ringgit in his wallet in the rear left pocket. Just in case.
“If I forgot to tell you, our 3 passports, ATM cards, travellers cheques (AUD$12,000), Hotel vouchers, a swag of cash AUD $3,000 + 2,000 Ringgit and Qantas airplane tickets back to Australia are in that bag – on the fucking bus.”
Vroom.
Lucky we’re in KL. A called friend comes by to pick the <then> Mrs J. and nipper for safekeeping.
I’m in a petrol station at 5.30 am with a sign holding “Penang?” – Because the Cops don’t think this is an emergency and not worth a Highway Patrol pull-over.
(Jamieson believes this is actually an emergency).
“What ?”
Anyway, this Chinese Malaysian guy pulls in for a fill up, sees the sign and motions me to get in.
He’s delivering new cars to Penang from KL for customers who want green instead of white.
Off we go, chasing the bus. I’m nearly spearthroated by a load of steel pipes lingering over the bonnet as we overtake a lorry. Nice. 140 km/hr and it’s not even “run in” ?
He enjoys the novelty of the chase with a foreigner, obviously. Something from a movie perhaps ?
Finally sight the bus, parked at a roadside breakfast restaurant. We stop.
J. scampers in, sights the bag and slides it open, all in order. Syukur, AlHamduLilillah. Has a quick chat with the bus driver to explain things in Malay.
Offers the speeder a nice breakfast several times, offers to pay for the petrol -but is waved away.
J catches a southbound bus and is later told that her associate, a Police Superintendant recently posted to KL from Trengganu is at Headquarters, may have made things easier. Sigh.
J & Co. leave Malaysia with ease. What? You don’t speak Malay? Get a grip on Jamieson.
That’s Jamieson’s Luck. Shanghai/SuzhouThere’s more enduring stories of Jamiesons Luck in the very near future, so stay tuned.
Dec
25
2009
Jamieson finished his excellent Christmas Lunch with a few friends today, starting at 2.30, ending at about 5-ish, hosted by the Suzhou Warden of the British Consulate in Shanghai.
A very English affair, by invitation only. It was fairly proper, stiff upper lip lads (actually, no – I teased the kids running to and fro - stood up, then yelled to the guests :
“Ladies and Gentlemen, stand – please… A Toast <pause> To the Christmas spirit, Merry Christmas ! All rise and toast”.)
So, Jamieson finishes and dons coat & backpack then struts out to the street
to hail a taxi. Nope. Nope. Full. Nope. Full. Near an hour, Fuck.
Big J. then strides kerbside with a partial Ned Kelly beard and strange gown, parting the crowd with appearance and scowl only.
Wait a further good 20 minutes for “Hello Mister” after the door slam.
“Nar Li ?”
I advise our chauffeur in flawless, polished Suzhou University Chinese (#64 in China I’ll have you know).
“Sir, if it meshes with your schedule and you are not too busy, could you please take me to ……….Guang Shan.
Jamieson doesn’t fancy joining the China traffic video game, so he closes his eyes and naps slightly in the back seat.
We’ve arrived. J opens his eyes, fumbles for the wallet, a modest $3 Australian dollars. Other expats swoop on the available returning cab.
I get out and – suddenly I know that voice, that accent. It’s you ! Little Mat !
I remember you!
Last I heard you were about to be deported from China. 10 days notice to return to Katoomba, New South Wales (Australia).
We did an IELTS gig at Suzhou University together with the Finnish lady, remember that South African chap, Johan ? You’re in their brochure, so is she.
What are you doing here ? I give him my card.
It’s a big world, but also a small world. It is acutely small in Suzhou, same size as Sydney, 6 million.
Yet I suddenly meet an Aussie mate long forgotten, presumed expelled – in the twinkling of an eye.
That’s the Kingdom, and that’s :
Jamieson’s Luck.
The Luckiest Man in China.
Update : 27 Dec 09. It’s snowing in Suzhou and Jamieson has 1 more class time gig to augment the wallet. Bed and 2 quilts is the preferred option.
Dec
16
2009
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Subject : Australian Forces in Afghanistan
Comment :
Dear Prime Minister,
Could you please advise why it is necessary for Australian troops to be conducting operations, supporting American troops in Afghanistan ?
I don’t believe that Afghanistan represents a security threat to Australia.
Oh, also, please don’t refer to Australia as “this country”. It’s “Our country” and I’m proud to be Australian – in China.
I’m a true-blue Labor voter, always have.
I understand that a reply may be from a staffer, but it’s nice to pretend that you have time to respond to my question.
Best Regards,
Jamieson, Suzhou, Jiangsu Province, China.
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( I don’t get home until 9.45 pm most nights, so I work late)
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We’ll see.
I TOLD you I’d do it. I have.
Update:
Email to the Prime Minister [SEC=UNCLASSIFIED]
| From: | info@pm.gov.au (info@pm.gov.au) |
 You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as junk |
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| Sent: | Wednesday, 16 December 2009 12:35:44 AM |
| To: | undisclosed |
Thank you for your message to the Prime Minister at www.pm.gov.au. Below is a copy for your records. Responses prepared to your message will generally be emailed to you. If you have supplied a postal address, a response may be sent to you via Australia Post. In some cases, your message may be forwarded to other Federal Ministers for their consideration. This is an automatically generated email. Please do not reply to this email as this address is not monitored. If you have any problems with this service please contact the Web Administrator through the site feedback service at http://www.pm.gov.au/Site_Feedback Submitted on 16 December 2009 Title: Mr. First Name: Jamieson Street Address: [deleted] Block 18 #103 Somewhere Suburb/City: Suzhou State: Jiangsu Province Postcode/Zip: 215021 Country: China Subject: Australian Forces in Afghanistan Comment: Above. ****************************
BTW I'm particularly infuriated by the Australian Electoral
Commission to deny me as an Overseas Elector. I like blogs.
I will create a fuss. A real fuss. A fuss is an objectionable, annoying
element to a conversation or interaction.
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| Sent: | Friday, 4 December 2009 6:40:17 AM | ||||
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UNCLASSIFIED Hello Jamieson, Thank you for contacting the Australian Electoral Commission. I can confirm that you are not currently enrolled. You were last enrolled at [deleted] and since you have not been in Australia within six years of the date you left, your enrolment has been suspended.
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Fuss time. I’ve been back 3 times in 6.8 years,and last re-enrolled in Oz, letter to confirm in ‘08. Annoyed now.
“If you have already been overseas for six years you won’t be eligible to enrol until you return to Australia.”
You will find more information about this on our website at: www.aec.gov.au/Enrolling_to_vote/overseas/index.htm
If you have any further questions please don’t hesitate to ask.
Regards, Someone | Communications Officer
Education and Communications Branch
Australian Electoral Commission
T: 02 6271 4592 | F: 02 6271 4558
UNCLASSIFIED
A long read, but you deserve it. We’ll see.
I’ll keep you posted on the next political diatribe. Moderated fury, in the most pleasant terms.
Oh, and I won’t hesitate for a moment ” to ask “.
Dec
6
2009
Americans are doomed in Afghanistan. My humble opinion, anyway. We’ll see more and more flag draped coffins arriving ‘home’. Any idiot can see that.
I’m getting angry now. What the hell is the U.S. doing in Afghanistan ?
Not quite what you expected. I told you, over and over that you don’t know Jamieson. 
Jamieson has a rather unique relationship with some Afghans in Lutwyche, Brisbane Queensland, Australia, 1987.
Invited over to sit on the floor and have some lovely Afghan food, sat with a bearded Pashtun elder – a real Mujahid.
<Son in law interpreted>
Me : “So, you blew up a Russian tank then you and your men shot the survivors as they crawled out of the burning wreckage ?”
Him : “Absolutely, they were Kaffir (non-Muslims) in my country, killing us, so we gave them a taste of what they were doing to us, as invaders. Teach them a lesson.”
Pics on the wall confirm. Then we turned to the massive amounts of food.
Qabli Pulao with moist, soft lamb, Chalow, soup, nuts and raisins. Too full for dessert.
You can try, but you can’t bullshit other Afghans. Theirs is an oral tradition (email was rather limited in 1983) – usually free of embroidery on the stories, but they were really careful who they spoke to then.
Turncoats and Russian paid Afghan spies were everywhere.
“My Brothers’ death is not mine.”
Developing the unique relationship line, a male family member approached me in private. “I’d like to call my daughter the same name as your daughter, is that OK ?”
I knew he’d just become a proud 3 day father to a lovely, quiet daughter who had an easily repairable cleft palate, and had joined us at the feast.
“Of course not ! “Sumaiyya” is not my property, nor her private name. She belongs to the All-Merciful !” (smiling). “Please, share her name, it would be fitting.”
I even have an Afghan link in Suzhou (Jiangsu, China). A towering American (no name for obvious reasons) living nearby invites Me & Mrs. J. over for dinner one evening. We have inch thick steaks, Merlot, sumptuous garden salad. He & I retire to a 25 year old bottle of Chivas on the balcony to smoke and share thoughts and a few jokes.
He’s off to Kandahar (Afghanistan) for some vague work as a vague defence contractor doing vague things with opium poppies. As an ex-vague worker, I didn’t push the retired Major. I’m amazed.
Afghanistan’s entire history is one of continual useless and very expensive attempts by imperial powers to dominate it.
Now, my point :
Nowhere else on Alexander the Great’s 22,000-mile, 13-year march from Greece to the Punjab did he encounter more difficulties than in what was known in ancient times as Sogdiana (Afghanistan).
This was 330-320 BC.
Alexander the Great had an army suffering lethal ambushes led by Sogdian (Afghan) rebel leader Spitamenes and his crack Scythian horsemen; a biblical, apocalyptic blizzard during which 2,000 of Alexander’s troops froze in place “as if in conversation”; daring sieges of Sogdian strongholds by Macedonian “flying soldiers,” who used iron tent pegs to scale sheer mountainsides; the murder of trusted commander Cleitus, killed by Alexander in a drunken fury.
Logic would follow that Alexander’s troubles, resulting in the loss of thousands of men in a heavily garrisoned territory, would be a boon to modern scholars trying to piece together the inner workings and [futile expeditions] of one of the world’s greatest armies at the time.
A kingdom of Afghanistan was founded in 1747. Britain made repeated attempts to force Afghanistan under its domination throughout the 18th and 19th centuries. Failed abysmally, with their forces massacred. Fled with its tail ‘tween it’s shit stained legs.
Then the Russians tried in 1979, leading to 10 years of absolute misery. They used bombers, hundreds of thousands of land mines, helicopter gunships and napalm. Roughly a million Afghans died, out of a population of 25 million.
I was disgusted when I once read that Russian soldiers carefully laid out toys for children in Afghan villages. Toy fire engines and toy cars, cloth dolls with golden plaits.
The toys had in-built explosive devices that blow off the hand of a child who picked it up and shook it, played with it, cradled it.
Fucking monstrous, targeting children. I’ve read more heartbreaking stories and heard 1st hand REAL stories. Don’t they have children of their own ?
.http://www.newswithviews.com/Cuddy/dennis12.htm
….Afghanistan where the Soviets used exploding toys which severely maimed Afghan children.
As a soldier, you have a duty to kill the enemy, not to kill or harm children, if you have a conscience. Even exercise battlefield clemency, you really can’t shoot an un-armed enemy soldier. Just back off with your weapon loaded in case he has a bayonet. Stories will then spread.
Who decides who exactly is the enemy ? Under what conditions ?
Why ?
Now the Yanks want to have a try.
As the Obama administration tries to convince Republicans to support its strategy in Afghanistan, the Taliban has gone on a public relations offensive of its own.
It is warning that more foreign troops will meet their deaths at the hands of the insurgents. They are not kidding.
Approximately 28,300 U.S. troops were in Operation Enduring Freedom as of July 20, 2008 in Afghanistan, 98,000 in Jan 2010.
Cost of War in Afghanistan
http://www.nationalpriorities.org/cost_of_war_afghanistan
$234,021,022,929
I think that amount would neatly end hunger on our planet at the snap of a finger and provide US citizens with free health care, don’t you ?
US President Barack Obama plans to send 30,000 extra troops to Afghanistan to try to stabilise the country, (1 Dec 2009) but he has set an 18-month deadline for them to achieve their goal.
The plan has the backing of NATO’s secretary-general, who says he believes at least 5,000 extra troops from US allies will be joining the fight.
I’m extremely concerned, since we’ll also have Aussie Soldiers at the sharp end, month-in, month out FOR WHAT REASON ?
The Taliban have apparently severed their alliances with Al-Qaida (Neither of those outfits had any tie to 9/11).
Now, I will write to my Prime Minister and request clarification as to what exactly our army is doing in Afghanistan. I WILL get a reply, and I won’t suddenly disappear, be imprisoned nor will I have my political rights suspended for life for personally criticising the “Supreme Leader”.
WHY ?
I’ll post my letter here, and then scan and post the reply. Insha’ Allah.
Dec
6
2009
Crappy post about Service Dogs on flights, un-deserving of Jamiesons’ usual 1st class blog.
Then I considered scrubbing it. The penny finally dropped.
I realised that my post was about enviable and responsible corporate consideration for the less-able folks in our world community. People that deserve more dignity, respect and consideration.
They (Qantas) would fly the service dog free of charge with a blind passenger across the globe if required (to the UK at the moment) – for assistance in a foreign city.
Now that’s an outstanding example of Jamieson’s Luck.
Woof.
Blind passengers and Service dogs disembark the plane first, ahead of 1st Class.
J.
