Miscellaneous comments on things I've been getting caught up with...
Brian Ulrich noted last Monday the intolerable situation of the Iranian Baha'is. It reminded me that, according to mullahcracy enthusiast Hamid Algar, what first brought Ayatollah Khomeini into a confrontation with the Shah's government was a 1960s reform of election laws that would have allowed Baha'is to serve openly on local and provincial councils. This, apparently, was intolerable to Khomeini. (Mentioned on page 55 of the above linked book).
Ghost of a Flea, in introducing his excellent Winston Review, notes some inconsistencies in Russian leader Vladimir Putin's charges of inconsistencies in approaching the War on Terror. Urban Empire notes the expanding bootacracy in Putin's Russia -- apparently Putin has decided that among the enemies in the war on terror is the Russian voter. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Meanwhile, in the good old US of A, a company called LG Electronics has been advertising what appears to be a refrigerator with a plasma television mounted on the door (sorry no luck finding the ad online). I can't decide if George Costanza or Homer Simpson would be the first fictional customer. I'd never buy one (our kitchen is comfortable enough, but I much prefer listening to music when I cook...).
Zack of Procrastination dissects, from multiple angles, the recent Muslim Youth Day at a New Jersey Six Flags Day. Everyone comes in for some criticism -- Zack at his evenhanded best.
I'd noted a while back that I'd started reading Ian Fleming's Bond novels -- I've always been a huge fan of the films (I remember sitting through a triple feature of Dr. No, Goldfinger and Thunderball as a nine year old) -- but I'd never read the books. I've been enjoying them incredibly, in part because one sees what the film producers chose to keep and what they chose to abandon from the books, in part because of Fleming's writing -- which is a joy -- and finally, for the way in which the Bond of the books differs from the spy of the films. From Moonraker (one of the worst films, but among the best of the books I've read so far):
It was a clear, high, rather nervous voice. Not the voice he had expected.
He looked up. She was standing a few feet away from him. He noticed that she was wearing a black beret at a rakish angle and that she looked exciting and mysterious like someone you see driving by abroad, alone in an open car, someone unattainable and more desirable than anyone you have ever known. Someone who is on her way to make love to somebody else. Someone who is not for you.
Bond noticed correctly. After saving the day, he doesn't get the girl.Posted by Ideofact at September 19, 2004 11:34 PM