Busted By Aunty Beeb’s Licence Nazis

Stephen Pollard (under the title “Is the BBC out of control?”) and the Centre Right Blog at Conservative Home (under the title “Big Brother Corporation“) embed video of the recent, and undoubtedly threatening, ad warning unlicensed TV viewers of the completeness of the TV licensing authority’s database of UK addresses. In SP’s comments, Nicholas writes:

Yep, it’s sinister and repulsive. The actress doing the voiceover should feel absolutely ashamed of herself for participating in this video nasty. The fact that there are people in positions of decision making authority who increasingly think that this kind of threat advertising is acceptable is even more sinister. They have flexed their authoritarian muscles and feeling no resistance will flex them more.

At least at the end there is just a knock on the door and not the full-on smash-the-door-down SWAT team assault which seems to be the norm these days.

I’ve not owned a television for about ten years, during which I’ve lived at at least four different addresses. I know what that “knock on the door” leads to. At the risk of frightening the citizens of Airstrip One still further, I shall relate the consequences of not having a TV licence while living under ZaNuLab’s jackboot:

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: [Knock knockity-knock]

POOTERGEEK: [opening door, thereby displacing inch-deep drift of unopened warning letters from the TV Licensing Authority addressed hopefully to "The Occupier"] Hello.

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: Hello, Ms Kreutzenberger. Do you live in Flat B?

POOTERGEEK: I do, but I’m not Ms Kreutzenberger. She died two years ago in a horrible gardening accident. How can I help you?

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: According to our records, there is no television licence at this address.

POOTERGEEK: Yes, that’s because there’s no television at this address.

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: Would it be possible for us to have a look around inside?

POOTERGEEK: Yeah, if you don’t mind the mess.

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: [not entering] Oh, that’s alright.

POOTERGEEK: Huh?

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: People who have a television don’t usually invite us in.

POOTERGEEK: Oh.

[PAUSE]

POOTERGEEK: Does this mean you’re going to stop sending me letters threatening to imprison me if I don’t buy a TV licence?

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: Well, if you write to this address explaining your situation, yes.

POOTERGEEK: Why should I have to write to you to stop getting junk mail?

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: Well, er, that’s how it works.

POOTERGEEK: Hmm.

PERSON WITH CLIPBOARD AT DOOR: Thank you.

POOTERGEEK: Er, yeah. Thanks.

[POOTERGEEK closes door and retrieves partially inflated woman from wardrobe.]

09May08 | 10:29
posted in Law and Order, Life, Politics, TV, Tin Foil Hat Wearers
by PooterGeek
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More Shiny Things

While I’m tinkering with multimedia, I’m simply going to steal this from wongaBlog.

Cinco De Mayo Carnival from Andrew Curtis on Vimeo.

08May08 | 16:31
posted in Music, Photography, Video
by PooterGeek
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“Unpleasant thuglike looking Jew” Also Jungle Bunny

Like me, Clive Davis is a product of one of those godless unions of black and white, but, because I am an expert on the conspiracy of sinister media Jews, when I took his byline photo I offered to make him look more Jewish in order to help his career. Now see what’s happened. I hope he doesn’t expect a refund.

[p.s. From my recent visitors I see that I am currently high up in the Google search hits for "Boris Johnson albino"—and about to become higher.]

07May08 | 12:30
posted in Friends, Media, Photography, Race, Work
by PooterGeek
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Testing, Testing, 1, 2, 3


 
icon for podpress  Cities: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download
07May08 | 12:13
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“A new, important, effective way of grieving”

Perhaps you remember this story that I read in a “true life confessions” mag in a waiting room?:

MY SISTER’S BRUTAL KILLING INSPIRED MY BUSINESS PLAN

It seems that, a couple of years on, a US entrepreneur has had the same idea and the result is a similarly Onion-esque report in Wired. Under the headline:

MONSTER.COM FOUNDER STARTS SOCIAL NETWORKING SITE FOR THE DEAD

the man in question is quoted:

“I’m extremely bullish about this business—it’s not a question of if it will explode, but when,” says Taylor, who spun the business off his baby boomer social networking site Eons.com. “I’ve watched and built a career on migrating the whole newspaper to the web, and the obituary section is the laggard category.”

…

“We need to learn from MySpace. For example, when a teenager dies there are thousands of condolences,” Heald says. “It’s a new, important, effective way of grieving.”

06May08 | 08:15
posted in Headlines, Life, Money, The Web
by PooterGeek
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Tarting Up PooterGeek

PooterGeek is now running version 2.5.1 of WordPress and has a new theme, officially “PooterGeek 4.0″. (I’d planned this makeover long before the Harry’s Place mob moved into their nice new place and the redesign of their site was not my work, but I congratulate them on their choice of blogging software.)

Most of my readers browse PooterGeek on wider, higher contrast screens than when I last spring-cleaned so I have tried to take advantage of that, by using larger, serif fonts and paler colours to make the text easier and pleasanter to read, rather than by using the space to cram more squinty content in—blogs aren’t newspapers (though newspapers are turning into blogs). At the risk of sounding like someone on a house makeover show, my intention was to give the site an overall look that got away from all the dark panels with rounded corners fashionable on the Web these days. Let me know what you think. If you really don’t like it then scroll down to the bottom of the sidebar on the right and choose “PooterGeek 3″, PooterGeek Classic if you will, from the drop-down theme selection menu and everything will go back to the way it used to be—for you at least. [Note: depending on your Web browser, you might have to positively select "PooterGeek 4" before you can select "PooterGeek 3".] You can always change to New PooterGeek by making the same selection from the sidebar of the old design.

If you are nerdy enough to be interested in such things, the underlying structure of PooterGeek is now, er, semantically richer, being based on Sandbox [link dead at time of writing], and is compatible with a wider range of browsers, being based on YAML. I recommend both frameworks to WordPress tweakers everywhere.

This new version of PooterGeek is, as Microsoft’s CEO recently said of Windows Vista, “a work in progress”. It’s probably buggy. Do please let me know about things that don’t work.

05May08 | 20:29
posted in Blogs, Computers, PooterGeek
by site admin
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Late Local Election Result

Boris Johnson’s Hair: still No Overall Control.

02May08 | 23:38
posted in Fashion, Middle-Aged Man Confused By iPod, Politics, UK
by PooterGeek
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Signs Of The Times

WOMAN TORTURED EX-LOVER: PICTURES

The “pictures” included a front-page one of the torturer dressed in a pink nurse’s outfit that stopped just above the tops of her black stockings

For those of you not up to date with the PooterGeek soap opera, having been made redundant from my first permanent job in science (when the Medical Research Council closed down my place of work), I now make my living taking pretty pictures with outdated technology and giving people advice on how to store things digitally, from biomedical data to news articles to old documents and, of course, photographs. For a number of reasons, including my wanting to get away from academic science and disappointment, I moved from Cambridge to Brighton and Hove to do these things. You don’t have to be Alanis Morissette to see the irony in my accidentally moving into a street with a scientific recruitment company at one end of it.

Now, the irony has, as ironies often do, compounded itself. The office of that tech agency has been taken over by a weight loss franchise, and joined on the premises by a homeopath and a “therapy centre” offering reflexology, massage, and “nutritional therapy”—for which I read: “fad diets”. Sometimes I feel a stab of nausea when I pass by their stacked wall plaques. Perhaps I should see a crystal healer about these attacks.

25Apr08 | 08:06
posted in Academia, Brighton, Cambridge, Headlines, Life, Pseudoscience, Science, Work
by PooterGeek
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Gravy / Train

Last week I travelled oop North to Wigan—TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY ONE OF OUR POUNDS STERLING for a Standard Open Return on a smart, modern, and nausea-inducing Virgin Pendolino. There, I had to give (as I admitted to the audience) the hardest kind of talk: one where you stand in for someone who really knows what he’s talking about—in this case a former pharmaceutical industry statistician.

On the last part of my journey, I did, however, make an important discovery. My epiphany came on my (very) short walk through town from Wigan rail station to Wigan Town Hall. I came closer to the answer to a puzzle that has troubled generations, a question that has echoed down the ages, a mystery so long-established and widely-known that it has even become a frequent topic of public debate at sporting gatherings all over the English-speaking world, namely: “Who ate all the pies?” The answer is, statistically speaking, very likely to be: “Someone in Wigan”.

Chips n Tourism
Welcome to Wigan. Have some lard.

open-fronted pie shop
Wiganian street café culture.

Station Café
The Station Café [click image for close-up of special offers]

10Apr08 | 11:30
posted in Food, Grim Up North?, Work
by PooterGeek
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Busy Tone

I’m so tired with work I’m starting to have hallucinations. I’d swear Richard Dawkins starts rapping 1 minute and 6 seconds into this YouTube video. (Christopher Hitchens throws shapes from 1:49 or thereabouts.) Go here for the torrent.

[via]

01Apr08 | 23:44
posted in Academia, Biology, Cartoons, Music, Mystic Shit, Religion, Science
by PooterGeek
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It’s That Time Of Year

The last time I made an offer like this here it was very useful for me so I’m going to do it again. Before the wedding season starts in earnest, I’d like to experiment a bit with some new techniques on non-paying jobs (and burn up a few rolls of out-of-date and unusual film). If you have an event coming up in the next couple of weeks that you’d like some arty shots of, but you don’t mind if the results aren’t necessarily up to my usual standards, then email me and, if it’s feasible and fits in with my timetable, you can get yourself a photo session for free—with extra prints at my usual low rates.

27Mar08 | 18:04
posted in Photography, Work
by PooterGeek
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Bear With A Big Head

KNUT the polar bear has turned from a cuddly cub into a publicity-addicted psycho, one of his keepers has claimed.

Markus Roebke said Berlin Zoo’s celebrity animal was obsessed with the limelight and howled with rage when denied an audience.

“Knut must go and the sooner the better,” he said, insisting that the bear should be sent to an animal park where he received less attention

“He is addicted to the whole show, the human adulation. It is not healthy.

“He actually cries out or whimpers if he sees that there is not a spectator outside his enclosure ready to ooh and aah at him.

“When the zoo had to shut because of black ice everywhere he howled until staff members stood before him and calmed him down.”

Knut was rejected by his mother after he was born in December 2006, prompting some animal activists to say it would be better for him to die than to be weaned by man.

The zoo let him live however and he has become a major attraction, pulling in millions of dollars in revenue so far.

Now Knut is bigger, the crowds are larger - and, his keeper warns, his mental health is deteriorating

Mr Roebke added: “The trouble is that he identifies himself as a human and not as a polar bear.

“And as long as he is with us he will always think of Thomas Doerflein, the keeper who brought him up when he was a baby, as his father. Knut needs publicity and that must change.

That’s news? PooterGeekers read it here first, a year ago.

27Mar08 | 01:09
posted in Animals, Celebrities, I Told You So, Mainland Europe, PooterGeek
by PooterGeek
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NUTters

Every year the National Union of Teachers conference can be counted on for some beyond-parody educationalist nonsense. I enjoyed this one today from the BBC News site. As part of the perennial moan that children are being tested too much an NUT delegate worried that:

Even nursery-age children were being taught to spell and write in readiness for the tests waiting for them at primary school.

Think of all that valuable finger-painting time being wasted on acquring language skills. How will the little plebs be kept in their place if they learn to read and write like the posh kids?

In related news, the Cuban government believes that by 2010 its people will be mature enough to buy their own toasters.

24Mar08 | 23:19
posted in Education, Latin America, Politics, Tin Foil Hat Wearers
by PooterGeek
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When Brighton Hen Parties Go Bad

POLICEMAN ATTACKED BY COWS

16Mar08 | 01:11
posted in Animals, Brighton, Crime, Headlines
by PooterGeek
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British Tin Foil Hats For British Tin Foil Hat Wearers

The best way to reveal the true political colours of a bloggertarian is to call his bluff: there’s usually a good old-fashioned red-faced colonel underneath the shiny modern exterior. Right Next Time nails the UK Libertarian Party: all liberty, all the time, for all of the people—except for Johnny Foreigner.

11Mar08 | 22:09
posted in Brentian Man, Philosophy, Politics, Tin Foil Hat Wearers
by PooterGeek
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Future News: Headlines Of 2108

NASA ASTRONAUTS ARRIVE ON CENTAURI IV AND ENCOUNTER POPULATION OF HUMANOIDS SO PRIMITIVE THAT THEY STILL HAVE FACEBOOK ACCOUNTS.

PANEL OF HISTORIANS VOTES ON MOST HATED FIGURES OF 21ST CENTURY. SADDAM HUSSEIN, CLONED HITLER, HEATHER MILLS-MCCARTNEY TOP POLL.

HUMPHREY LYTTELTON FORCED TO STAND DOWN AS PRESENTER OF I’M SORRY I HAVEN’T A CLUE AFTER EXPOSURE TO SUNLIGHT LEAVES HIM SEVERELY BURNED.

HAVING DRIVEN JEWS INTO SEA, MIDDLE EASTERN GOVERNMENTS NOW TURN TO TASK OF BUILDING THEIR DEMOCRACIES. GIGANTIC OCEAN-GOING HOVER-VESSEL FULL OF FORMER ISRAELIS BRANDED “APARTHEID ARK” BY UK ACADEMIC.

ENTIRE CAMBRIDGE UNIVERSITY DEPARTMENT OF NANOTECHNOLOGY SWALLOWED BY YORKSHIRE TERRIER IN HORRIFIC BISCUIT MIX-UP. GRATUITOUS IMAGE OF RACQUEL WELCH IN WHITE JUMPSUIT ON PAGE FIVE.

PRESIDENT TUPAC OBAMA PROMISES U.S. WITHDRAWAL FROM IRAQ BY SUMMER 2109 “FO’ SHIZZLE”.

10Mar08 | 16:41
posted in Academia, Animals, Cambridge, Celebrities, Headlines, History, Iraq, Radio, Science, Science Fiction, The Holy Land, United States
by PooterGeek
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Clarification

Given the trouble a certain blogger found himself in for announcing Margaret Thatcher’s death prematurely, I should point out that I wrote my previous post about her before the ex-PM’s hospitalization hit the headlines. Regulars know I’m not a fan of hers, but I don’t wish her dead and I’m not going to take any pleasure in her death.

08Mar08 | 01:50
posted in Celebrities, Politics, PooterGeek
by PooterGeek
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Maggie Out

While I’m on the subject of Tories, this evening, I finally got round to watching the second part of the very good Michael Portillo documentary about Thatcher and the Conservative Party (The Lady’s Not For Spurning) that I downloaded from the BBC’s excellent iPlayer site. I put it off for so long because I was busy. I was able to put off for so long because I removed the Digital Rights Management (DRM) “protection” built into the download. If I hadn’t done this then the half-watched file would have “self-destructed” after a preset number of days and I would never have found out whether or not that creepy Mr Howard character beat that nice Mr Blair in the big vote.

Under Windows XP, I used FairUse4WM, which you can find and set up for yourself with a bit of rooting around the Web, to free up the video and, under Linux, used DeVeDe to convert the resulting unprotected WMV file into something I could burn to DVD for a friend overseas who can’t access the BBC’s site. According to the advert I have to sit through before I watch legitimately bought or rented DVDs, my applying this jiggery-pokery is morally equivalent to stealing a handbag from a woman in the street. Which is apt, given that it’s Thatch we’re talking about.

06Mar08 | 14:15
posted in Computers, History, Politics, TV, The Web
by PooterGeek
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Parallel Lives

Radiohead are one of my favourite bands
It’s all over for the ‘Head

On the front page of The Spectator online, Fraser Nelson suggests that David Cameron could be “the British [Barack] Obama“, which struck me as a coincidence, because I am the British Gore Vidal.

03Mar08 | 11:45
posted in Class, Literature, Magazines, Middle-Aged Man Confused By iPod, Politics, UK, United States
by PooterGeek
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King’s English

Burger King’s slogan “HAVE IT YOUR WAY™” really is a Registered Trade Mark. Luckily for those looking for a similar marketing gem to promote their products or services, “IT’S YOUR FUNERAL” and “SUIT YOURSELF” are still available.

03Mar08 | 07:23
posted in Advertising, Food, Language
by PooterGeek
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Gallery: England Struggles To Rebuild Its Shattered Infrastructure In The Aftermath Of Hurricane Nigella

I’d like to take this opportunity to reassure my readers that I survived the horrors of this morning, and am now doing all I can to help with the aid effort and piece together the scattered fragments of my life. Here is my photographic tribute to those who were less fortunate:

knocked-over daffodil

fallen milk bottle

ornamental dog on its side

27Feb08 | 05:09
posted in Brighton, Englishness, Gratuitous Nigella, Natural Disasters, Photography
by PooterGeek
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Beige Van Man

Beige Van Man

[photo by Vic]

Yeah, hop in; course I’m going to the reception: I’m the photographer. You with the Japanese bride or the Swiss groom?

Oh, you must be one of the Swiss then. Phew. You looked a bit British at first glance. No offence, right, but you Caucasians are a bit difficult to tell apart—’cept the gingas.

What have I got against Brits? Well, it’s nothing personal, like, but you’ve got to admit: they’re lazy bastards, innit? Protestant work ethic? Nation of shopkeepers? My arse. You don’t see many of them getting up at five o’clock in the morning of a weekend to unbundle three hundred copies of the Sunday Times, do you?

They all think the country owes them a bleedin’ living. Chavs, anorexics, football hooligans, social workers… Send the lot of ‘em back to bleedin’ Vikingland, that’s what I say. Can’t speak the Queen’s English. Can’t cook. Can’t sing. Can’t dance. Every Saturday night you see their pasty faces out on the street, drunk as you like, throwing up in the gutter, shouting at each other. Then they stagger into our takeaways, expecting us to serve them when they can’t string three words together.

So you a Swiss banker then?

Fashion designer, eh? I had that Linda Grant in the back of my Minolta once. Nice Jewish girl. Bet she knows a bit about banking as well though. Stands to reason, dunnit?: they all do.

You one of them gayers? They’re all gay round my way. I like your cravat. I was saying to Duane, at the photo lab: thing about gayers is they know how to accessorize … [Leans out of window to shout at another driver:] ARE YOU FACKING BLIND?! … Bleedin’ breeders. Can’t dress. Can’t disco. Can’t drive…

26Feb08 | 03:55
posted in Race, Work
by PooterGeek
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Columnist Sneers At Drunken Fool And Demonstrates His Own Ignorance

It’s been global find-and-replace time again at the nationals over the past couple of days as the columnists check the “Fallen_Hero.dot” Word template out of the their publications’ databases in response to the detention of former football star Paul Gascoigne under the Mental Health Act. They haven’t had to do that since “Bestie” died.

The Times Website is flaky today, but, when it’s working, one of the things it’s been displaying over its banner has been a quote from Rod Liddle’s views on the descent of Gascoigne:

“Gazza has not uttered a sentient thought in his entire life”

I suppose Liddle thinks “sentient” means “wise” or “insightful”. It doesn’t. It means:

“conscious; capable of sensation; aware; responsive to stimulus.”

[Chambers Dictionary]

Sentience is pretty damned low on the scale of central nervous system activity. A sea cucumber is sentient. Whatever else you think about the woman-beating buffoon, Paul Gascoigne is at least smarter than an invertebrate. Simply by being able to “utter” anything at all he lives at altitude in Nature’s range of sentience.

“Sentient” is one of Liddle’s favourite words—at least five of his articles are returned in the top ten hits when you search the Times site—so you’d think he might spare a few seconds to look it up online at least, where the first definition cited by Google sets an even lower threshold:

“endowed with feeling and unstructured consciousness”

Plenty of people would say that, far from being beyond him, being “endowed with feeling and unstructured consciousness” was a pretty accurate description of most of the thoughts Gascoigne has uttered to date. Liddle might want to look up “consummate” and “insouciance” as well. Using big words doesn’t make you clever.

And if you’re not sick of opinionists generalizing about entire sexes already then Melanie Reid is in full Polly Filler/Glenda Slagg/Sally Jockstrap mode, wibbling on in the same newspaper about how “women”, unlike “men”, see nothing attractive at all about Gascoigne’s alcoholism. As if it isn’t enough that doomed love for alcoholics is so common that there are support groups and a specific psychobabble label for it, Reid foolishly uses the example of George Best, a man who, right up until his sorry end, had no difficulty attracting the devoted attentions of glamorous women many years his junior, women who, presumably, could bag themselves men less “sad” and “ruined”.

Newspaper opinion pieces about fallen sport stars: on one side you have illiterates being paid silly money for rubbish performances; and on the other side you have fallen sports stars.

25Feb08 | 08:08
posted in Celebrities, Language, Newspapers, Sexual Politics, Sport
by PooterGeek
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Apartheid For Nice Middle-Class People

I spoiled my ballot papers—one for men on one colour of paper, one for women on another colour—for Labour MEP nominations today. I scrawled through the voting boxes and wrote “THIS BALLOT IS SEXIST” (as if it needed explaining), then I put them both into the prepaid envelope.

If Harriet Harman has her way and we start legislating so that UK political parties can run racist lists of prospective parliamentary candidates then I’ll be looking for a seat to stand in as an independent against one of the token blacks.

22Feb08 | 08:36
posted in Politics, Race, Sexual Politics
by PooterGeek
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If The Infection Don’t Get Ya, The Conflagration Will

It’s not a good idea to take a whole slice of brie out of the fridge, allow it to reach room temperature, eat some, and then re-chill it. If you do this enough times, then, by the time you reach the end, you may well have cultured yourself a nice little dose of food poisoning. Instead, I slice off what I need and zap it briefly in the microwave to soften it.

I did this today with my last chunk, thinking that I’d leave it in its original wrapping to save using another plate. What I didn’t think about was that this wrapping consisted of a layer of microwave-absorbing metallic foil, partially covered in a flammable matt paper coating. Luckily, I was next to the oven, dancing to the latest single from Mika, when my lunch blossomed into a soft-cheese disco ball of fire.

22Feb08 | 06:20
posted in Biology, Food, Gay Trousers, Music, Physics
by PooterGeek
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Generation Gap

You probably didn’t know that the miniature-mace-shaped implement used by a priest in the Roman Catholic church to sprinkle holy water is called an “aspergill” or “aspergillum”. Despite our respective Catholic upbringings and useless fact collecting, neither did I or my dad.

But my dad (Jesuit schooling, degree in classics) could quote me the relevant introductory part of the mass

“Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor: lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor.”
“Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow1.”

[Psalm 51]
and I (training in biological sciences) knew that Aspergillus is the name given to a genus of moulds that grow on decaying organic materials. Why are they so called? Because an 18th century Catholic priest and biologist, Pietro Antonio Micheli, saw a likeness under the microscope and, er, christened them so.

Yes, this a boring post, but I hope, once Google has indexed this page, that others will find it easier to find the answer I was scrabbling around for earlier today.

a pug recoils from a blessing
a pug recoils from a blessing
[click image to enlarge it]

I’d love to credit the photo, but I can’t remember where I downloaded it from.

  1. I once had to stand around for half-an-hour while the other members of a Gospel choir I was in (mainly black American graduate students) argued over whether or not it was racist for us to sing the phrase “white as snow”. [↩]
19Feb08 | 09:25
posted in Family, Language, Photography, Religion
by PooterGeek
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I Want A Percentage Of The Gross

Remember William Hurt Grows A Beard? Now Dennis Quaid has grown one too.

16Feb08 | 06:29
posted in Academia, Movies
by PooterGeek
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Guests? But I Haven’t Hoovered For Days!

A couple of my friends txted me this morning to let me know that PooterGeek is in The Guardian’s Guide today. Unfortunately, as has been the case for most of the past week, I’m too busy to write anything new and the best-of section is over a year out of date. Come back next week, Guardian readers.

16Feb08 | 06:11
posted in Brighton, Newspapers, PooterGeek
by PooterGeek
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Test Post

If you are reading this then PooterGeek has been moved and upgraded.

11Feb08 | 02:46
posted in PooterGeek, The Net
by site admin
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Not English

Just back from lunch watching the first half of Villa versus Newcastle at my local. (Joey Barton is a dirty…) I live dahn Sarf now so there were about five people apart from me interested in the Midlands against the North-East dotted around the fairly large TV room.

In walks a big black Senegalese bloke I’ve never seen before, sits down next to me with his sandwich, and, without so much as a mention of the (glorious) weather, launches into a conversation about skin colour.

09Feb08 | 13:52
posted in Africa, Brighton, Englishness, Race, Sport
by PooterGeek
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