The Old and the New

 
The 2010 Soccer World Cup is soon to be reality. (I remember when it was announced that SA had been awarded the cup. Quite a few guys contacted me with a "see you here in 2010". Now they've all left... And I might be going back - for a visit at least.)

I'm filled with some kind of nostalgia, I have to admit. I remember vividly the final of the '95 Rugby World Cup. Driving through the streets and having to stop for all the people cheering, dancing and laughing. I don't expect the same thing this time. It's not supposed to be the same, I know.

So, if you'd like, take a moment and reflect on these two videos. One - the new soccer world cup anthem - and the other - a clip from the 1995 world cup with P.J. Powers. I'm guessing if you're over 30 years of age, South African, and you know the smell of dubbin on a leather rugby ball - then the second video will give you goosebumps.
 

 

The Beach Boys?

 
Well, everyone has to make a buck. And in these economically challenging times, a few are forced to turn to the "oldest profession". Unfortunately, the authorities do not always take kindly to this kind of thing and so we have the following article from Bali in the Taipei Times:

 Beach boys’ rounded up in Bali after gigolo film

Indonesia has detained 28 “beach boys” accused of selling sex to female tourists on Bali after a documentary on the resort’s “gigolos” hit the Internet, an official said yesterday.

The "Kuta Cowboys" have always been part of the Bali scene. They were already around in '98 when the wife and I were there.So this overreaction is as a result of a documentary.

They’re young, fit-looking and tanned, mostly surfer beach boys,” said I Gusti Ngurah Tresna, the chief of security on Bali’s main Kuta beach.

Next challenge - who are they? Apparently anybody with a gym membership and a tanning lamp could be on the list.

“They will approach foreign female tourists, especially Japanese, on the beach, befriend them and the women will pay for their company and food during their stay here. Sex may be involved,” he said.

Okay, that explains why I wasn't approached. I'm not Japanese.

“All this while we’ve been selling our beautiful waves, sunsets, turtles, culture and nature conservation, and suddenly now we’re seen to be selling gigolos? Such films are really harmful to our image,” he (the security chief) said.

The irony is that this is the same place where the 2002 and 2005 bombings occurred. Surely there are more pressing concerns for the security chief? You've got to know - somewhere behind this there is a confused politician.

Of course, in South Africa we have no gigolos...

 

 

Scotland from home

 
To follow on from my whiskey post yesterday. Here's Bruce Campbell - mad as a hatter and making trouble at the Singleton Distillery as well as Knockando where they produce J&B.





This is a link to the website.

April 23, 1915

 
On April 23, 1915 one of the most famous poets of World War I died of blood poisoning en route to the Dardenelles Campaign.

He is forever remembered for the lines:

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England.
There shall be in that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home

It is not often realised that he was not a soldier but a Sub-Lieutenant serving with the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve ashore. Brooke was originally buried by his fellow officers. His body was carried to the olive grove during the night and a simple stone cairn was constructed. A wooden cross bearing the above inscription was erected

Here lies the servant of God, sub-lieutenant in the English Navy
who died for the deliverance of Constantinople from the Turks

At the end of the First World War, at the instigation of his mother, this grave was replaced by the current tomb.

From Free Market Fairy Tales
 

Pirates and Q-ships

 
The following article is from Reuters:

PARIS, April 21 - French forces have captured six suspected pirates in the Indian Ocean after a command and supply ship was attacked by gunmen in speedboats, the French military said on Wednesday.

Pirates in two skiffs attacked the "Somme" ship overnight on Monday, some 300-km (190 miles) off the coast of Somalia. The French fired back and the speedboats fled.

No one was injured and after a brief search of the area, the Somme discovered the assailants' mother ship.

"We found the suspected pirates, petrol and equipment that could be used for anything but fishing," said Colonel Patrick Steiger, a spokesman for the military.

It was the second time in six months that the "Somme" had come under attack while taking part in a European anti-piracy operation in the area.

"In a funny way, the boat looks like a civilian vessel and we think that it was attacked by mistake," said Steiger.

So, as I understand it, the pirates are apparently confused by the innocent-looking ship and on two different occasions have attacked it. Exactly how clever are these guys? Or are they using their spare time for drinking rum and drawing up treasure maps instead of correctly identifying their targets?


Of course, if the pirates are weak in the target identification area why not exploit that? This seems the perfect place to deploy a couple of Q-ships.

Q ships were used during WWI and WWII with varying success to fight submarines. Basically, the Q-ship was a well-armed merchantman that was disguised to look like a "soft" target. Since submarines carried a limited number of torpedoes the plan was to entice a submarine - in this case an unsuspecting German u-boat - to surface and destroy the ship using his deck guns. Once the submarine had surfaced and approached the ship, hunter became hunted and the merchant ship opened fire with its concealed weapons - often successfully destroying the u-boat.

This excerpt is from First World War.com:

Introduced towards the close of 1914 by the British and French - and later deployed by the Italian and Russians navies - Q-Ships were deployed as an initially although decreasingly successful anti-submarine weapon.  Alternatively referred to as Special Service Ships or Mystery Ships, the purpose of Q-Ships was straightforward: to trap enemy (usually German) submarines.

Invariably comprised of small freighters or old trawlers they were loaded with hidden guns in a collapsible deck structure.  In practice U-boats would hail Q-Ships flying (in the case of the Royal Navy) the merchant red ensign and, in the period before the implementation of Germany's policy of unrestricted submarine warfare in 1917, a so-called "panic party" would apparently abandon the Q-Ship prior to the usual German policy of approaching the enemy vessel so as to sink it with the minimum depletion of ammunition.

At this stage the use of torpedoes to sink relatively small vessels was officially frowned upon.Thus with the U-boat effectively lured towards the apparently abandoned vessel the Q-Ship would run up the white ensign and the deck structure would be collapsed by the remaining ship's crew revealing a series of up to four manned guns, which would immediately open fire. Initially successful the Q-Ship ploy resulted in the sinking of some 11 enemy U-boats by the British and French.  As the war progressed production of Q-Ships notably increased so that by the war's close the British alone deployed 366.  However the Germans quickly developed a certain caution in approaching small enemy vessels, wary of decoys.

Torpedoes were increasingly used to sink Q-Ships at longer range; and with the introduction of unrestricted submarine warfare the crews of Q-Ships were not given time to abandon ship before being fired upon.  The British lost 61 Q-Ships in total.  By 1917 the effectiveness of Q-Ship deployment was minimal and the overall endeavour could not be termed a success.

Wikipedia also has some information here.

Beware of the Acronyms

 
Acronyms are cool. They sound impressive and smack of urgency. Where would we be without ASAP, OK, NATO and NASA. And don't forget internet favorites like LOL, LMAO (laugh my a#s off) and of course, WTF (what the f**k). Certainly my army days taught me that a good acronym and a carefully chosen swear word can get a group of men moving with astonishing alacrity.
 
Now Victor Mair, one of the contributors to Language Log, has posted the following about a Chinese government "initiative" to ban acronyms which use the letters of the Roman alphabet. This seems to be part of a plan to purify Chinese of English expressions.

Many people have written to me about the proposed ban of roman letter acronyms in China that was recently featured in a number of newspaper reports...When I asked the opinion of my Chinese friends (both in the PRC and elsewhere) on the proposal to outlaw English acronyms, they uniformly responded with adjectives such as "stupid," "silly," "futile," "unworkable," "impossible," "retrograde," "outrageous," and so forth.  Not one expressed approval of the proposed ban.  Similar opinions were widely expressed on Chinese blogs.

Two things stand out in the way the ban was presented.  First of all, various media outlets stated that they "had received notice from an unnamed government department" that they were to stop using expressions like "F1″ (Formula One [racing] — very popular in coastal China), NBA (National Basketball Association), CBA (Chinese Basketball Association), WTO (World Trade Organization), and so on.  In the English language reports that I have seen, there is no mention of exactly which government department proposed the ban.  Many of my informants expressed the opinion that this is a typical ploy by the government authorities when they wish to institute some radical change that they suspect may not be well received by the public.  Thus word of the proposed regulation will be leaked or floated through one or another outlet, and then the government will step back and see what the response is like.  In this case, the response was uniformly negative, so I suspect that the new regulations will not be promulgated or, if promulgated, will not be enforced.

The second aspect of the announcement of the proposed ban is that it was issued to (and through) the likes of CCTV (China Central Television) and BTV (Beijing Television).  CCTV and BTV are universally known and promoted through their Roman letter, English acronyms, and it is almost unthinkable that their acronyms would be expunged.  In the CCTV logo, for example, the four Roman letters are noticeably larger and more prominent (the second, red "C" stands out conspicuously) than the seven Chinese characters (中国中央电视台 Zhōngguó Zhōngyāng Diànshìtái) beneath them, and often the Chinese characters are dispensed with altogether.

It is claimed that the directive to ban English acronyms was actually issued by the almighty State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television.  The supreme irony is that this powerful agency of the PRC (!) government is known everywhere as SARFT!  That's certainly a lot easier to write than 国家广播电影电视总局 Guójiā Guǎngbō Diànyǐng Diànshì Zǒngjú!

Challenging English

 
Taiwan is an interesting place to live. That's the understatement of the ... blog, so far.

One of the more curious aspects of living here is the poor English ability of the locals - I'm not talking about academics, people working at schools, business people etc. Unlike Thailand, Bali and - of course - Singapore and Hong Kong, the average "man on the street" here is usually incapable and certainly unwilling to try and speak English. This is strange in a country that appears to worship the US and seems to want to mimic it in every conceivable way. We have HBO and Cinemax, Miller Draft and Marlboro Lights. And while Fords, Chryslers and Buicks roam the roads, F16s patrol the skies. It's a sort of strange paradox - a nation desperate to emulate another and yet, almost spitefully, unwilling to try and speak like him.

Look, don't get me wrong. If Taiwanese people choose this way, that's okay. It's certainly forced me to speak Mandarin in taxis and 7 Elevens, in supermarkets and pubs. And once in a post office, where I forgot the word for aeroplane, and tried to send my sister's stuff to South Africa by tomato.

So, in this environment, one is constantly confronted by amusing spelling errors and confusing mispronunciations: Rappers become rapers, walkers are wankers, beaches are bitches and amazingly, cement can sound like semen.   

These mistakes cause amusement and sometimes a little embarrassment. Over at You Don't Say, however,  John McIntyre has the following comments on a typo that cost $18 000.

Penguin Group Australia is pulping 7,000 copies of The Pasta Bible cookbook because the recipe for tagliatelle with sardines and prosciutto called for sprinkling the dish with “salt and freshly ground black people.”

How people came to be substituted for pepper was not announced. It is not at all uncommon for the wrong synapse to fire in a writer’s brain, particularly when concentration is momentarily relaxed, substituting the wrong word for the correct word. Some errors are the result of a category called a cupertino, in which the electronic spell-check function does not recognize a typed word and substitutes the one most nearly resembling it in its dictionary file.

Then, of course, comes the embarrassment of the proofreader, who let this mistake slip through his or her hands. Once again, if attention flags even momentarily, the brain is given to pass quickly over words it recognizes. The wrong word correctly spelled is one of the great hazards that editors and proofreaders encounter.

You may snicker, but you too could have committed this error, or overlooked it. So could I. So could anyone.

 I'm not bothering to check for typos today...

Pick up

 
Geoffrey Chaucer (1340 or so to 1400) was an English writer that is probably most famous for his collection of Canterbury Tales. Chaucer was a ground-breaker in that he chose to write in English - it was Middle English then - rather than in the more popular French or Latin. His characters were also most realistic - to the point of coarseness and even complete vulgarity. Which is of course one reason why high school English students will still consider reading it. The pronunciation of Middle English is difficult and confusing - some say it is a little like a modern Scottish accent.

Anyway, the connection is tenuous at best but  I found these Middle English pick-up lines here.

GALFRIDUS CHAUCERES LYNES OF PICKE-VPPE:

-Do sheriffs administere thee to those who breke the kinges peace? Bycause thou lookst “fyne.”

-Ich loved thy papere, but yt wolde looke much better yscattred across the floore of myn rentede dorme roome at dawne.

-Art thou a disastrous poll tax? Bycause I feele a risynge comynge on.

-Thou lookst so mvch lyk an aungel that the friares haue lefte the roome yn terror!

-Thy beaute ys more intoxicatyng than the OVP openne bar.

-The preeste telleth me that we aren more than VII degrees of consanguinitee. Game on!

-Ich notyce that myn demense and thyn do abutte. Wolde yt plese thee to consolidate ovre powere-base in the midlands?

-Makstow a pilgrymage heere often?

-Let vs breake oure mornyng faste togedir tomorrowe. Shal ich sende a page wyth a message for thee, or shal ich wake thee wyth an aubade composid ex tempore?

-Ich coude drynke a yearlye tun of thee.

-Ich haue the tale of Lancelot yn myn roome. Woldstow rede of yt wyth me?

-Howe abovte a blancmange and the acte of Venus? Whatte, blancmange pleseth thee nat?

-If ich sayde that thou hadde a bele chose, woldstow holde it ayeinst me?

No Sweat

 
So, just when I paid my gym fees the New York Times destroys my grim determination to lose weight by publishing this article:

Weighing the Evidence on Exercise

How exercise affects body weight is one of the more intriguing and vexing issues in physiology. Exercise burns calories, no one doubts that, and so it should, in theory, produce weight loss, a fact that has prompted countless people to undertake exercise programs to shed pounds. Without significantly changing their diets, few succeed.

Okay, this is the bit that stopped me.

“In general, exercise by itself is pretty useless for weight loss,” says Eric Ravussin, a professor at the Pennington Biomedical Research Center in Baton Rouge, La., and an expert on weight loss. It’s especially useless because people often end up consuming more calories when they exercise.

And that's true. I usually run either an 8K or a 12K on a non-gym night. And I get back ravenous! I'm walking the house literally looking for something to eat - like a pillaging army I assault the fridge and eat everything from leftovers to the kids' vitamins. Apparently, this is normal.

The NY Times goes on to say that this is especially true for women who are biologically programmed to replace lost calories to maintain energy stores for reproduction.

Also that exercise is good for keeping weight down ... you just have to lose it first.

And lastly, since we succumb to this horrific calorie-compensation if we exercise hard, low intensity workouts are probably the way to go. The report shows that simply standing at work  instead of sitting (or lying down - I suppose a lot depends on your line of work)  forces one to burn many more calories without the need to eat afterward.

I'll think about this on the way to the fridge...

Julius (Not the Roman)

 
Julius Malema: The man who turns expats into exiles ...

Arma virumque cano

 
Just out of interest.
 
For those readers who did not have the good fortune (?) to study Latin at some point, the name of the blog you are reading right now is a direct reference to the opening line of the Aeneid - an epic poem by the Roman writer, Vergil. The poem tells the story of the Trojan hero, Aeneas, who is destined to become the ancestor of the Romans. According to legend he was one of the last men to escape the destruction of Troy - leading his wife and son out of the burning city while carrying his father on his back. He travels around the Mediterranean, including a pause in North Africa for a romantic interlude with the Carthaginian Queen Dido , before settling in Italy and defeating the local Latins. It's a good story filled with action and romance. But not too much. And the hero doesn't hesitate to abandon even a queen so that he may complete his mission - without considering the political ramifications.. (This leads to poor relations between the Carthaginians and the Romans for the rest of time.)

Anyway, Aeneas' direct descendant, Rhea Silvia, falls pregnant after an affair with Mars, the Roman god of war. (They meet in the forest...). Her sons are Romulus and Remus, who are raised in the forest by a she-wolf - with Romulus eventually founding Rome.
 
If you're interested there is more information here and here.

The Cape of Storms

 
Three weeks ago I actually got out my Stormers shirt and went and ran in it. I never thought that would happen. But after today's game I think I can also post this...






















Enough said!
 

Back ...

 
Well I didn't go anywhere. But for some reason work overwhelmed my life there for a bit. But back on track - work to live ... not the other way round. Following on from my F 35 post a while ago this caught my eye in the Taipei Times:

Wednesday, Apr 14, 2010 A US$2.5 billion contract to sell 30 AH-64D Apache Longbow attack helicopters to the Taiwanese Army, sent to US Congress in October 2008 for approval, is on schedule, Defense News reported on Monday.

Since the notification, and especially in the wake of the announcement of a US$6.4 billion US arms sale to Taiwan earlier this year, there had been speculation that Beijing would pressure Boeing Co, the manufacturer of the AH-64, into canceling the deal.

Boeing, a subsidiary of McDonnell Douglas, was among the US firms singled out by Beijing as facing potential retaliatory sanctions for participating in the deal. It also sold Taiwan US$37 million in Harpoon training missiles.A letter of offer and acceptance was signed last year between Taipei and Washington and a joint US government-­Boeing team is expected to visit Taipei in the middle of next month to finalize the deal, the magazine reported, citing sources in the Taiwanese and US defense industries.

Okay, I'm not going to go into China vs Taiwan and who can force whom to buy (or not to buy) what ... but why is this happening. That's an awful amount of money for 30 helicopters. And don't we need more? Like say 300? Or a 1000?

When my brother-in-law trained at artillery school in Taiwan, he was very excited about shooting the M2 (50cal). Much to his disappointment, live fire turned out to be pointing the weapon at the target, pulling the trigger and hearing a taped recording of the gun firing. Literally, "rat-a-tat-tat". These guys aren't training for war anymore. So why purchase weapons that are not going to be used? And the argument that these weapons maintain a balance of power across the strait holds no water. This is a huge amount of money that can be used to build schools in the mountains and probably save the National Health System.

This all brings back fond memories of firing off countless rounds of various calibers during infantry training. There were so many live fire exercises that the instructors did not want to haul back leftover ammunition. And we literally lined up after fire-and-movement and fired off the remaining 5.56., 7.62, AP 65 rifle grenades, 60 mm mortars etc. Ah...those were the days...

Okay ... I've had a look at the Apache. And it's beautiful. We have to get some.