Here comes the rain again…

…blessed rain, cleansing the muggy weather of the last week or so.

I’ve been pretty comatose all day. I was at two liberal parties last night, with Liberal International holding a farewell reception for departing staff – great fun, Count Otto Lambsdorff looking very fierce, but old, and had a good chat with a certain Foreign Minister who I’d first met a year or so ago, and then on to the Brussels branch of the British Lib Dems for their annual summer barbecue. But I wasn’t home until well after midnight, and had to be up at 7 this morning for an early presentation to a bunch of Kosovo government officials. Not such a big deal – I’ve done enough of these presentations by now that I could probably do one in my sleep, and this morning came perilously close to testing me on that. But I could have done with a bit more bed-rest.

I was a bit surprised to see this particular Foreign Minister at a party political event – I reminded him that when I’d last spoken to him, he told me that he was a non-political appointee, put in because he was seen as a good career diplomat and wasn’t a member of the ruling party. He replied that after having to answer the opposition’s parliamentary questions foe a while, he came to the realisation that he actually agreed with the policies of the governing party (I twitched a bit at this, as it’s a bit unusual for a government minister to express himself in quite that way) and so he’d decided to become an activist as well as a minister. He then gleefully told me that his government had recently won re-election, though with a reduced majority. Half the seats are elected proportionally and half in single-member districts. I pointed out that a lot of ex-Soviet countries use that system. The Minister reacted a bit coolly; his is most definitely not an ex-Soviet country.

Am going to a book launch later on today. Just have to fill in the next three hours somehow…

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“I am a jelly doughnut”

Turns out this is quite an old ending to an older story, dating from 1993 and with many repetitions on the web, but it completely convinces me that the urban legend is wrong:

An actual resident of Berlin would say, in proper German, “Ich bin Berliner.” But that wouldn’t have been the correct thing for Kennedy to say. The indefinite article “ein” is added to a statement like this, Eichhoff explains, to express a metaphorical identification between subject and predicate. In fact, “ein” is required in a sentence such as this unless the speaker wants to be taken literally.

For example, the German sentences “Er ist Politiker” and “Er ist ein Politiker” both mean “He is a politician,” but they’re understood by German speakers as different statements. The first means, more exactly, “He is (literally) a politician.” The second means “He is (like) a politician.” You would say of George W. Bush, “Er ist Politiker.” But you would say of an organizationally astute coworker, “Er ist ein Politiker.”

Link from an urban legends site, via Language Hat.

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Zelazny’s themes: a consolidated reply

From : I think it’s a reference to his Nebula award winning story ‘The Engine At HeartSpring’s Center’, about a suicidal cyborg and a literally femme-fatale death-counsellor. Same year as Silverberg’s ‘Born With the Dead’ took best novella. Good year for death.

From : A few thoughts:

In Nine Princes in Amber, Corwin mounts a suicidal attempt on Amber, never withdrawing.

In Creatures of Light and Darkness, the Prince’s wife commits suicide, and the Prince offers himself up to be killed as part of a bargain. Typhon commits apparent suicide as well.

In Lord of Light, Taraka suicides, as does another demon earlier on. So does Rild. All apparently know what they are doing. Sam is brought back from death and resents it. The God/Goddess of Thieves commits a crime even though she knows it will lead to her death. Yama commits temporary suicide with an escape plan.

In general, I think “suicide” is oversimplifying his perspective, but “doing potentially suicidal things” is a big theme in Zelazny. Risking all, and sometimes not even for obvious reasons – a sort of “because it was there” philosophy.

From Chris Kovacs: I don’t think suicide is a hugely prevalent theme in Zelazny’s work, but it is there, and you missed quite a few things. It’s especially among the earlier short stories and novellas where there are lots of brooding and suicidal characters. A Rose for Ecclesiastes – the story ends with the arrogant main character waking up from a suicide attempt in the ship’s dispensary. This Moment of the Storm – the character wants to die, his beloved was killed, and he puts himself into suspended animation. The Doors of His Face (etc) reveals a number of psychological aspects about the main character’s motivations, one of which is a fascination with death and mortality, and probably a death wish. One of my favourites of his short works is Angel, Dark Angel – the superpowered immortal-like agent of death kills himself at the end in order to allow his beloved to survive. Etc etc.

And don’t forget Corwin — he admitted trying to kill himself before, and then tried to throw himself over the cliff when Deirdre died.

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Weekend

The weekend started with a cool beer with on the way home from work on Friday. Sweltering hot weekend has basically been spent reading Gene Wolfe’s Book of the New Sun and Olivia Manning’s Balkan Trilogy. The children have all been avidly watching a new show called Boohbah, made by the makers of Teletubbies. It is no exaggeration to say that Boohbah makes the Teletubbies look like Bertold Brecht.

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Tidying up my livejournal

Well, I’ve spent many happy hours this weekend and last adding tags to all my old livejournal entries, also completing the process of importing entries from two earlier attempts at blogging from late 2001 onwards; also exported the media stories about me and my work to bookblog
travels
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election nov 04
livejournal
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election may 05
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films
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There’s still a bit more tidying to be done – eg the “bookblog” category has already over 200 entries, so perhaps I need to split it up by year; same for “travels”. I think once you’ve got over 60 entries with the same tag you need to think about splitting it up. But that’s enough for now!

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De-stressing meme (thanks to )

I’ve been tagged for this by , and it’s fairly timely – some people tell me that I appear to be a generally stressed and tense individual, which worries me as my own self-image is of someone who is often much too relaxed!

Things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play. When you are mindless, bored and need a way to suck away time. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level? Make a list, post it and then tag 5 friends and ask them to post it to theirs.

  1. Browsing in bookshops. I don’t even have to buy, though I find it helps even more to lower my stress levels if I do. But just taking half an hour to an hour of wandering around the shelves, flicking through the pages, is very relaxing.
  2. Reading. Especially tucked up in bed, with nice fresh mug of coffee, even more effective if the weather outside is a howling gale with heavy rain.
  3. Watching TV/DVD/video with Anne. We’ve only just got back into a routine of doing this, but are swiftly working our way through Season Seven of Buffy. Then we have ‘s copies of Firefly to get through. Although it’s against the spirit of the quiz, which comes close to specifying things you do on your own, I much prefer watching with Anne to watching films on my own – that usually happens only on transatlantic flights, or stuck in a hotel room on a work trip.
The meme doesn’t say you have to think of five things, and I’ve sort of run out after those three. Maybe I really am tense and stressed.

Tagging: a bunch of you have already done this, but I can’t remember who. If you have, then reply saying so and I’ll see how similar your relaxing methods are to mine.

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Buffy Season 7 (part I)

We’ve finally started to watch the Buffy Season 7 DVD’s we got ourselves for Christmas. Good marks so far; here are notes on the individual episodes.

7.1: Lessons – one of two episodes we managed to catch first time round, so this time we watched it with the Joss Whedon/David Solomon voiceover – first time I’ve watched a DVD with a voiceover like that. The episode is the one where the new principal is introduced, Spike is insane in the school basement, and the monsters du jour are zombies summoned by a talisman. As well as the great morphing sequence of villains at the end, which brings us back to the beginning of the whole show, the initial exchange about how terrifying school is between Dawn and Buffy almost seems like a return to the show’s original theme. Query Istanbul sequence? And Westbury has romantic associations for me from long past (OK, so I know it was actually ASH’s house in Bath 20 miles away).

7.2 Beneath You – this is the one with the woman called Nancy whose ex-boyfriend has been turned into a giant worm by Anya. Several great character moments. Lucid Spike is even more scary than Insane Spike. A truly slash-tastic moment when Nancy asks who hasn’t slept with each other, and Xander and Spike exhange a (smouldering?) glance. Cathartic (one hopes) fight between Spike and Buffy. First episode in which Anya is clearly the baddie (though persuaded to undo her spell at the end). Query Frankfurt sequence?

7.3: Same Time, Same Place – the one where Willow and the others can’t see each other, but everyone else can see them. This was the only other episode we’d seen before. Much more horror content than we are used to from Buffy, with not just the invisibility factor but also the Gnarl demon, the flayed corpse, and the sequence where he starts to eat Willow. Poor Dawn – she gets the answer and nobody believes her, and then she ends up paralysed on the couch with the TV remote control uselessly clutched in her hand. Some very good sequences here as we try and work out what is really going on, and as Willow and her friends start the process of re-integrating her.. Another slash-tastic moment when Anya, who was initially worried about her magic with Willow getting “all sexy”, then rather enjoys it when it does get “a little sexy”!

7.4 Help – the one with the girl who knows she is going to die next Friday. TBH this one didn’t really work very well for me, the most interesting bit for me being to try and work out if Cassie Newton/Azura Skye really looks like Drew Barrymore in “Never Been Kissed”. Oh yes, and Willow’s excellent line that “this is normal teen stuff. You join chat rooms, you write poetry, you post Doogie Howser fan-fic. It’s all normal, right?” But the plot as a whole didn’t gel – Buffy will get sacked as a school counsellor if she goes on like this (social worker-style calls on estranged fathers, using Dawn as part of her outreach startegy); Peter, the main demon-raiser, gets off very lightly with only a shoulder bite, which seems a little mild as retribution for an attempted human sacrifice; and Cassie’s death as a result of a condition mysteriously absent from her available medical records but known to her mother made the entire rescue effort and therefore most of the episode seem completely pointless.

7.5 Selfless – the one with Anya getting people’s hearts torn out. Now we’re cooking on gas! The Viking flashback scenes had some great lines: “Your hips are narrow, like a Baltic woman from a slightly more arid region.” “Run! Hide your babies and your beadwork!” – and even starts with Anya holding, of all things, a rabbit. Buffy hunting and killing the spider demon (indeed the spider demon itself) – a great sequence. D’Hoffryn, coming across all urbane and charming, especially in his chat with Willow (“Have you done something with your hair?”) and then at the end utterly casually killing Halfrek rather than Anya, to remind everyone that he’s still a demon lord, however charming and urbane he may appear. The flashback to Once More With Feeling was good too, coming as it did immediately after we’d seen Buffy stab Anya through the chest. Basically a rather sad episode, leavened by shafts of comedy.

7.6 Him – the one with the magic jacket which makes girls fall in love with you. This is Buffy going back to its roots of high-school angst manifesting as dark forces, and doing it well (I always liked Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered). Poor Dawn – her attempts to ingratiate herself with RJ are almost more painful and disturbing than the demon Gnarl eating Willow three episodes back. And Buffy really is going to get sacked as a school counsellor if she goes on like this! The music is from “A Summer Place”, a 1959 film which I’ve never seen but which is apparently one of the great teen romances of all time. Great lines like Willow’s “Right there with ya” (when they realise that the girl with the “painted on” top is in fact Dawn), and then her attempts to turn RJ into a girl – would the jacket have still worked, I wonder? And if so, how? The four way split screen just before the last commercial break was hilarious. And what will Anya do with all the money she has (presumably) stolen? Great to have a funny episode after several that were somewhat less funny.

So, on balance, very much enjoying Season 7, with only one duff episode out of six so far. Next up is Conversations With Dead People, which was the only Buffy episode ever to win a Hugo Award, so I’m really looking fiorward to it.

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The end of a (not so) beautiful friendship

Representative Peter King rethinks his position.

Once a vocal and frequent House champion for the IRA’s political wing, Sinn Fein, and its leader, Gerry Adams, the 60-year-old, Queens-born Mr. King has said nothing about either on the House floor in years. The politician once called the IRA “the legitimate voice of occupied Ireland,” he was banned from the BBC by British censors for his pro-IRA views, and he refused to denounce the IRA when one of its mortar bombs killed nine Northern Irish police officers. But Mr. King is now one of America’s most outspoken foes of terrorism.

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Lunch

My prospective lunch date for today is nine months pregnant, or at least was when I saw her last week.

She’s not answering her phone, and when I called her office they said they hadn’t seen her yet this morning. I suggested they call her at home and call me back if she is in fact on for lunch.

They haven’t called back. I think I may well be eating lunch on my own!

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Zelazny: immortality vs suicide?

Having giggled a bit about the Onion’s sf horoscopes earlier, I’m now pondering the one about Roger Zelazny:

Even if you do find their unique combination of style, universal competence, ennui, and raw ambition strangely exhilarating, you’d probably be a lot happier if you stopped keeping company with suicidal types, immortals, and suicidal immortal types.
I’ll happily grant you the fact that many Zelazny heroes do display “style, universal competence, ennui, and raw ambition”, and many indeed are immortal or effectively so. But one element of the Onion’s satirical summary just didn’t ring true for me. A brief hunt through the combination of Google and my personal library brings me to Theodore Krulik’s book about him, where I find on p 49-50 a discussion of the obsession of Charles Render, the protagonist of “He Who Shapes”/The Dream Master, with suicide, finishing with a note that:
Samuel Delany represents a basic tenet of Zelazny’s world with a two-sided coin; one side is immortality and the other side is suicide. Most of Zelazny’s heroic figures fall on the immortality side of the coin. Although there are several protagonists in Zelazny’s short stories who may be placed on the negative side of the coin, Dr Charles Render is the only such representative in the lengthy, sustained form of the novel.
(A cite is given to a 1977 essay by Delany on Thomas Disch and Roger Zelazny in The Jewel-Hinged Jaw, which I should obviously try and get hold of.)

I have to say I really wonder how accurate this characterisation of Zelazny’s writing actually is. Of course, there’s an awful lot about immortals with god-like powers. Excuse me for a moment if I summarise his solo novels, listed here in chronological order:

This Immortal (1966) – hero is immortal
The Dream Master (1966) – hero is a psychiatrist
Lord of Light (1967) – main characters have godlike powers
Creatures of Light and Darkness (1969) – main characters have godlike powers
Isle of the Dead (1969) – hero has godlike powers
Damnation Alley (1969) – hero is a Hell’s Angel
Nine Princes in Amber (1970) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 1)
Jack of Shadows (1971) – hero has godlike powers (if somewhat restricted)
The Guns of Avalon (1972) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 2)
Today We Choose Faces (1973) – hero is effectively immortal (via cloning and partial memory transfer)
To Die in Italbar (1973) – several characters have godlike powers
Doorways in the Sand (1975) – hero is a perpetual student
Sign of the Unicorn (1975) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 3)
The Hand of Oberon (1976) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 4)
Bridge of Ashes (1976) – time travel and immortality
The Courts of Chaos (1978) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 5)
Roadmarks (1979) – time travel and immortality
Changeling (1980) – fantasy leaking into our world
The Changing Land (1981) – standard fantasy
Madwand (1981) – fantasy leaking into our world
Dilvish the Damned (1982) – standard fantasy
Eye of Cat (1983) – main character is a Native American tracker
Trumps of Doom (1985) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 6)
Blood of Amber (1986) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 7)
Sign of Chaos (1987) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 8)
A Dark Travelling (1987) – fantasy pastiche
Knight of Shadows (1989) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 9)
Prince of Chaos (1991) – main characters have godlike powers (Amber 10)
A Night in the Lonesome October (1993) – fantasy pastiche

Looking down the list, I’m trying very hard to think of Zelazny characters – whether protagonists or not – who displayed suicidal tendencies, and drawing a bit of a blank. One very off-stage character in the Amber books, Morganthe (Moire’s daughter, Random’s ex-lover, Martin’s mother), is said to have killed herself some time before the series begins. The Colonel Who Never Died, in Jack of Shadows, is given rather gruesome instrutions on how to slit his wrists by the novel’s eponymous hero, but this is in the context of a military defeat and anyway he knows he is going to be resurrected almost immediately. And that’s it, as far as I can remember.

There are a number of Zelazny characters who put themselves at risk (and indeed some of them die – most notably, Billy Blackhorse Singer in Eye of Cat) for the sake of a heroic cause, but such behaviour is not normally described as suicidal. A number undergo death-like experiences and are transformed – thinking especially of the multiple protagonist of Today We Choose Faces and the villain in Roadmarks. But it’s not really what Delany appears to have meant.

There is a serious discussion to be had about “He Who Shapes”/The Dream Master. The second chapter (of both versions) begins “The suicide bothered him [Render] more than it should have”, and there is a recurring discussion of suicide throughout the text. But here again I think it’s wrong to read the story of Render’s self-destruction as suicidal; it’s much more a story of hubris, of a man who thought he had godlike powers and pushed them too far because of a love that he wouldn’t admit.

It’s also perhaps his most autobiographical novel. Render is still getting over the death of his wife in a car accident several years before; Zelazny at the time of writing the novel was getting over his first marriage of a few years before – a marriage which had in fact been delayed because he and his then fiancee were injured in a serious car accident, and then again because of his father’s sudden death. It’s not very difficult to join the dots.

So, my proposition is that suicide is not, in fact, a major theme of Zelazny’s works, and without having read Delany, I think he was being too flippant.

Now, I’ll admit that there are a couple of witnesses against me (apart from Samuel Delany, whose 1977 piece I haven’t read). Douglas Barbour, in a review of Krulik’s book, snorts in disappointment, “Four times, for example, Krulik refers to Delany’s brilliant essay, ‘Faust and Archimedes: Disch, Zelazny,’ yet he never elicits anything more out of it than that the twined themes of immortality and suicide are to be found in Zelazny’s work.” The tone of Barbour’s comment leads me to suspect that Delany actually had quite a lot more to say.

The other witness against my case is, rather significantly, Zelazny himself, as quoted by Krulik (p. 29) in what appears to be an unpublished (and undated) essay called “Tomorrow Stuff” in the Syracuse archives of his correspondence:

What are my particular hang-ups and foibles? Immortality, suicide, one man against the winds and the tides and the stars, sometimes the impossible love which sustains, impossibly, the tortured soul, sometimes the hate so big that it would burn the innocent to reach the guilty, and sometimes the simple, contemplative pleasures – like good food, friendly cats, a pipe of pleasant tobacco – that make life worthwhile, despite all ugliness.
How seriously should we take this self-description? Zelazny, of course, was a fan of Delany’s (and vice versa) and even dedicated Creatures of Light and Darkness to him; I find myself wondering if he wrote this after reading what Delany had written about his work, and thought, “Aha, if Chip thinks that’s what I’m writing about, maybe he’s right…”

Certainly the simple statement that Zelazny’s work shows a basic tension between immortality and suicide sounds deep and profound and convincing. Unfortunately, as far as I can tell, it just ain’t true.

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Your interests

Following ‘s instructions:

Top 25 interests of poeple on my f-list: science fiction (83), writing (64), reading (60), books (58), fantasy (43), history (34), music (33), cats (32), sf (31), terry pratchett (29), ireland (27), chocolate (25), literature (25), sci-fi (25), computers (24), politics (23), douglas adams (22), buffy (21), cooking (21), lord of the rings (21), movies (20), neil gaiman (20), philosophy (20), and tolkien (20).

All fairly much as expected. Those topics which are not on my own interests list are at least ones I am interested in.

Interests where everyone who has them is on my f-list, ignoring 493 (493!!) unique ones: cocac (4), damn fine convention (4), sf in ireland (3), #cocac (2), albedo 1 (2), electrical eggs uk (2), irish gaming (2), john w sexton (2), kordeth (2), nagorno karabakh (2), nova awards (2), paul j holden (2), sex w johnston (2), sf quizzes (2), sons of shiva (2), the convertible bus (2), thomas mcmahon (2), and transdniestria (2). “cocac” is clearly some sinister Rathmore-based conspiracy. The Damn Fine Convention was obviously a historic event of great importance in 2002. I am the only real person interested in “sf in ireland”, the other two users being communities. Of the twofers, will have to explain “John W Sexton” and “Sex W Johnston”, and a couple of others. And only my Folkestone-based readership know about Thomas MacMahon (presumably not the guy who blew up Lord Mountbatten as he spelt his name McMahon).

Using the special metric of people on my f-list, squared, divided by total ljers with that interest, those where the number of users with that interest on my f-list is greater than the square root of the total number users with that interest is as follows: irish sf news (6/7), p-con (6/8), cocac (4/4), damn fine convention (4/4), dave langford (12/44), gay for jonny drain (7/15), juliet e mckenna (5/8), sf in ireland (3/3), ian mcdonald (10/36), the alien online (4/7), mecon (5/11), plokta.con (3/4), ken macleod (15/105), [the fifteen (2/2) interests in the last paragraph,] arthur c clarke award (3/5), chunga (3/5), irish comics (3/5), swisstone (3/5), bsfa (4/9), fannish history (4/10), bloodfarts (5/17), the cult of livejournal (5/18), ansible (9/59), angels in space (2/3), balkan politics (2/3), daemongirl (2/3), hat-mouth-boat (2/3), ladyfest dublin (2/3), lostcarpark (2/3), michael carroll (2/3), octocon (2/3), sheela na gigs (2/3), south ossetia (2/3), steer’s true stories (2/3), virtue is ever-vigilant (2/3), rasfw (5/19), science fiction foundation (3/7), sproutlore (4/13), the pointy bear game (3/8), third row fandom (3/8). Most of these are in-jokes of one kind or another. Interestingly Jonny Drain, Ian McDonald and are themselves on my f-list, though does not claim to be interested in himself. I don’t know if Juliet McKenna or Michael Carroll reads this (but I’d be rather surprised if they did).

I’m a bit stunned that only nine of you claim to be interested in sex!

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This week’s Onion…

…reports back from the future. The Horoscopes section is clearly directed at certain science fiction authors:

Aries: (March 21—April 19)
You will be thrilled to encounter a science so highly advanced that it is indistinguishable from magic—a science primarily concerned with generating rabbits using common headgear, producing endless amounts of colored handkerchiefs, and sawing women in hal

Taurus: (April. 20—May 20)
Your attempt to build a peaceful, agrarian matriarchy in the former northern-Californian archipelago fails miserably when the thousands of cat-fights breaking out amongst the basket-weaving lodgers are traced back to overexposure to winsome folk music.

Gemini: (May 21—June 21)
You realize that your world is rapidly approaching perfection, ruled as it is by the benevolent power of supermen-scientist atom-masters. Nevertheless, sometimes you can’t help but feel that humanity has lost something of its near-divine spark.

Cancer: (June 22—July 22)
You’ve never encountered a problem that can’t be solved by the combined mental and spiritual resources of the enlightened people of the galaxy or by swinging from the doorframe and kicking people in the gut.

Leo: (July 23—Aug. 22)
Exhausted after fleeing the harsh realities of an increasingly boring life in front of the computer terminal, you will awake to find yourself transported to a colossal cave, where it will seem like you are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike.

Virgo: (Aug. 23—Sept. 22)
Despite your years of earnest effort to create a civilized and compassionate dialogue on the emotional languages of race, love, and desire, most of the universe will still insist on calling you “that one black gay weirdo.”

Libra:
(Sept. 23—Oct. 23)
You will be unable to shake a deep feeling of unutterable sadness as you roam the world with a scruffy band of misfits at the end of history, performing the occasional execution in your search for your lost mother/lover and a way to rekindle the dying sun

Scorpio: (Oct. 24—Nov. 21)
Even if you do find their unique combination of style, universal competence, ennui, and raw ambition strangely exhilarating, you’d probably be a lot happier if you stopped keeping company with suicidal types, immortals, and suicidal immortal types.

Sagittarius: (Nov. 22—Dec. 21)
You will be unable to shake the feeling that society at large would be improved by even more chunky, quasi-cubist levitating machinery of mystic origin, as well as the increased use of triple exclamation points by the general populace.

Capricorn: (Dec. 22—Jan. 19)
Prepare for major life changes this week, Bester. You will achieve great commercial success, vast literary acclaim, and a premature death while completing your magnum opus, The Bars My Destination: A Guide To All 24 Hours Of Orbital Nightlife.

…and then they ran out of ideas before getting to Aquarius and Pisces.

So who are the targets? My personal guesses:
Aries: not sure [ETA: Of course, it’s a riff on Clarke’s Law – thanks, !]
Taurus: Sherri S Tepper? Or Ursula Le Guin? I’ve read this book but can’t remember which it is…
Gemini: One of the great pulp authors – Hubbard? Van Vogt?
Cancer: Star Wars?
Leo: Philip K Dick? [ETA: says it’s the original computer adventure game, ADVENT, later seen as Colossal Cave Adventure.]
Virgo: Easy – Samuel R Delany.
Libra:
Even easier – Gene Wolfe
Scorpio: Moorcock’s Dancers at the End of Time?
Sagittarius: I don’t know this one.
Capricorn: Alfred Bester.

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Ooogh

Sat for two hours in a conference this morning and listed eleven tasks that I should try and do today.

Haven’t done any of them.

Ooogh.

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More elections

I’ve just seen the OSCE assessment report for the elections in Azerbaijan and it seems they want to deploy 500 short term observers, plus another couple of dozen long-term ones. Details of how to apply here.

Really, anyone who is over the age of about 21 and has an interest in politics should consider applying. Obviously in this case some knowledge of Russian would help, but if they’re looking for as many as 500 observers I suspect they may have to be flexible.

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B’s birthday

Sunday was B’s eighth birthday. It doesn’t mean an awful lot to her, but she definitely appreciated the cake (though less so the presents):

For her birthday treat we all went to the nearby town of Tielt-Winge where there is an activity centre for children with special needs called Het Balanske. The jewel in Het Balanske’s crown is a fantastic space for snoezelen.

Snoezelen is a calming multi-sensory environment developed by Dutch therapists over the years. It includes a room with rotating lights, a hammock, a water bed, and these lovely bubble columns (picture from Het Balanske as my own attempt to capture it didn’t work):

But that is not all. As well as the “classic” snoezelen space, there’s another room with musical instruments, and a corridor with a rotating floor and funny mirrors:

which B enjoyed:

…which ends in a space with a huge ball pit and a bouncy castle:

F and U enjoyed it too. But it was B’s day.

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June Books 4) The Assassin’s Edge

4) The Assassin’s Edge, by Juliet E. McKenna

The fifth in Juliet McKenna’s Einarinn series, of which I am a moderate fan (see third and fourth books previously). Once again, competently done, and most of the threads from the first four books pulled together (though I did want to hear more of the lascivious island race from book #2). Among McKenna’s strengths (others are mentioned in my previous reviews) are decent battle scenes – just enough detail to make you feel that it’s a confusing, violent situation to be in, without at the same time confusing the reader (or at least this reader). There’s also a wonderfully described bath scene. And the final confrontations with the bad guys are most satisfying. I was slightly surprised, though it’s not really a criticism, by the low-key tone of the final wrap-up chapters after the plot is basically over; I’d somehow expected something more dramatic after five books and 2500 pages. But perhaps McKenna is just trying to tell us that life goes on.

Why I’m not watching Doctor Who…

…because I’m in Dublin airport waiting for my plane.

Book spoils from Belfast:

Eamonn Mallie and David McKittrick, Endgame in Ireland
Plato, The Republic
Chris Bird, To Catch A Tartar: Notes from the Caucasus
Olivia Manning, The Balkan Trilogy

Last night I crashed early in Madison’s, which was just as well because when their live band started at 10.30 there was no way I was getting any more sleep until they stopped. I got up, had a shower, and wandered around a bit, looking for a quiet spot where I could pull together my thoughts and write a bit more of my talk for this morning. Renshaw’s duly obliged, appearing like a wasteland in comparison with the throbbing nightlife along Botanic Avenue, so I settled down and wrote another two pages. Two nice girls from Tyrone appeared and came over to chat me up, astonished by the fact that someone was sitting writing a lecture in the pub at midnight on a Friday (which I agree is a little odd). They eventually gave up on me and went to work on the barmen, who were the only other people left in the place by then.

It was a bit odd to be back in Belfast for twenty-four hours, eight years after I moved away, and I asked the two Tyrone girls what they thought about emigrating – would they stay in Belfast for the rest of their lives? One of them, a nurse, had hankerings to move to Australia, but I didn’t really believe her. The other, who’d just got her law degree, was already signed up to do the law college course in Chester. I doubt that she’ll ever come back to Northern ireland.

Right, must go find something to eat before entrusting my person to RyanAir. Will write more about the conference, and NI politics, later.

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It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity

Well, I’m still working on the paper that I have to deliver tomorrow morning. Struggled through at my desk in the Institute of Governance for most of the afternoon, though took a very pleasant break in the form of a cup of tea with . Then checked into the York Hotel Madison’s for the night, and now sitting in Revelations cyber-cafe on Shaftesbury Square, surrounded by papers.

Belfast seems really humid today! Thank heavens I packed light…

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1969 Stormont election












































































Party


Vote share


seats

     

Prot U


3.8%


–


Ind U’s


2.5%


–


Unionist (anti-O’Neill)


17.1%


13


Unionist (pro-O’Neill)


31.1%


23

     

Ind Unionist (pro-O’Neill)


12.9%


3

     

NILP


8.1%


2


Lib


1.3%


–

     

Inds (Hume, Cooper, O’Hanlon)


3.9%


3


PD


4.2%


–


Rep Lab


2.4%


2


Nat Dem


4.6%


–


Nat


7.6%


6


PPP


0.5%


–


(NB: 6 Unionists and 1 Nationalist returned unopposed)


1982 Assembly Election




























































Party


vote share


seats

     

DUP


23.0%


21


UUP


29.7%


26


UPUP


2.3%


1


UUUP


1.8%


–


Oth U


1.6%


1

     

Alliance


9.3%


10


WP


2.7%


–


Oth


0.7%


–

     

SDLP


18.8%


14


SF


10.1%


5


 


 


 


2003 Assembly Election












































































Party


vote share


seats

     

DUP


25.6%


30


UUP


22.7%


27


PUP


1.2%


1


UKUP


0.7%


1


Oth U


2.3%


0

     

Alliance


3.7%


6


Deeney


0.9%


1


NIWC


0.8%

 

Green


0.4%

 

SEA


0.3%

 

WP


0.3%

 

Oth


0.6%

 
     

SDLP


17.0%


18


SF


23.5%


24

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The Colour of the Fringe: What are/were the non-confessional parties?


We’re here today to talk mainly about smaller parties within Northern Ireland’s political system. As Jenny has noted in her introductory paper, very little work has been done on this topic – and those small parties which have attracted the attention of journalists or researchers have tended not to be the ones we are interested in here, ie those which can be linked to the centre ground politically, or the “non-confessional” parties.


Some may question the value of even bothering to look at this topic. I don’t. Some of you will have known my father, and most of you will have read his books: when I was a teenager he would occasionally catch me poring over election results (I suppose that gives some idea of what kind of teenager I was), and he would always encourage me to pay attention to the smaller parties’ results as well as the bigger ones. I don’t know if it was a phrase of his own coining, but he used to say that “you can tell a lot about the carpet by the make-up of the fringe”. Perhaps we’ll be testing that assertion today.


Northern Irish politics currently appears to be pretty rigidly divided. It is a five-party system, with two or three different political spaces. The DUP and UUP together dominate the Unionist political space, the SDLP and Sinn Fein together dominate Nationalist political space, and there is a more difficult to define centre ground, occupied by the Alliance Party and others.


But it is easily forgotten just how recent this constellation is. I thought it would be worth exploring just for a moment the historical roots of the Northern Irish political system. The turning points, in terms of political party development, don’t always happen where you might expect, and I hope I’m offering a slightly new way of thinking about it when I suggest that we should consider the present political party structures of Northern Ireland as essentially dating from 1982.


For a start, pre-1969 Northern Ireland had a slightly more colourful political spectrum than it is sometimes given credit for. True, the Unionist party dominated political life, and never won fewer than 33 seats out of the 53 in the Stormont House of Commons. True, the second largest party was the Nationalist party, winning between 6 and 11 seats at each election – oddly enough, the low point of 6 seats was hit only twice, in the first devolved election in 1921 and in the last one in 1969.


But within the gap between the two, and around the edges, there was room for manoeuvre. This was particularly so in Belfast, where no Nationalist Party candidate won a contested election after 1938, and no Nationalist Party candidate even stood after 1945. In particular, the Northern Ireland Labour Party established itself in several Belfast seats as the only alternative to the Unionist party, and the election results do indicate actual shifts of votes from Unionist to Labour, and then of course back again. The Belfast Dock seat is particularly interesting as it alternated between Unionist to some variety of Labour, be that the NILP, the Irish Labour Party, or Gerry Fitt at almost every election.


Come the crisis of 1969, the party system, such as it was, collapsed, and took ten elections over the next thirteen years before it again achieved a form of stability. I’ll talk about the overall political picture in a moment, but first I think it’s important to note that the 1969 Stormont election saw the first real attempts to conceptualise what we would now call cross-community voting.


On the Unionist side, supporters of pro-O’Neill candidates, particularly those independent candidates backed by the New Ulster Movement, claimed that they were enlisting the support of moderate Catholics as well as moderate Protestants. The electoral evidence would seem to bear this out: the total share of votes cast in the election for Unionist candidates of all varieties comes to almost two thirds – before you take into account that several Unionists were elected unopposed. Then there is another 9% or so for the NILP and the Ulster Liberal Party. So, given that Paul Compton estimates the Catholic share of the population in 1971 as being 36.8%, and that turnout was fairly even across Northern Ireland, there must have been a fairly substantial chunk of the ‘Catholic’ vote cast for Labour, Liberals or even the least worst Unionist option.


At the same time, from the other side, the three civil rights leaders who were elected to Stormont as independents in 1969 all claimed at the time to have had some Protestant support, and in the case of Ivan Cooper he presumably at least voted for himself. So although the Northern Ireland political scene is often stereotyped as one where there is a one-to-one mapping between a party’s perceived confessional affiliation and its voter base, there are occasional elections when this is not so, and 1969 was one of them.


The next thirteen and a half years saw ten full elections and a number of important by-elections as well. They saw the collapse and recovery of the UUP vote. They saw the appearance and disappearance of Vanguard, the UUUP, the UPNI, and the Irish Independence Party. They saw the Protestant Unionist Party become the DUP, which gradually consolidated its position as the only credible force on the more hard-line side of Unionism, to the point where in the 1979 European and 1981 local elections the party actually outpolled the UUP. They saw the foundation of the SDLP, consolidating the three independents elected in 1969, and most of the smaller Nationalist-leaning groups that had existed before then; and then its shedding of its less Nationalist and more socialist founder members, Gerry Fitt and Paddy Devlin. They saw the foundation of the Alliance Party, which more or less absorbed the voters (though not the personnel) of the NILP, with perhaps a more overtly Catholic tinge to its presentation than the NILP had ever dared have.


And finally, perhaps most importantly, those years saw the engagement of the Republican movement with electoral politics, starting with Bernadette McAliskey’s candidacy in the 1979 European election, and dramatically sealed with Bobby Sands’ 1981 by-election victory in Fermanagh-South Tyrone. When Sinn Fein contested the 1982 Assembly elections, they brought in a whole section of the electorate that had not been regular voters before. Although they won only five seats, they had several near misses, and got over 10% of the vote – more than most observers had anticipated.


The 1982 Assembly election results gave the SDLP and Sinn Fein a combined dominance of the Nationalist vote, which they have never lost. They confirmed also that the DUP and UUP were the major players on the Unionist side, disturbed only by a succession of North Down mavericks and the very small Loyalist parties based in urban areas. They also showed an Alliance party dominance of the centre ground.


If you look at the 2003 Assembly election results, twenty years later, you’ll see all of those characteristics repeated again. There are some important differences, of course. Notably, the total Nationalist vote has increased from less than 30% to over 40%; the DUP and Sinn Fein have overtaken the UUP and SDLP respectively; and the centre parties have lost almost half their vote from 1982, down from 12.7% to 7%. But the two results tables are recognisably the same political system, in a way that neither can be compared to the 1969 election result.


So, having established 1982 as a baseline


 


 


What is a non-confessional party?


 


 


 


 


 


What future for non-confessional parties?

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On mature reflection…

…just watched last weekend’s Doctor Who again, thanks very much indeed to who handed me the videotape in a pre-lunch rendezvous on the back steps of the European Parliament which surely would have passed muster with any decent intelligence agency.

Look folks, I apologise, I take it all back. It’s very different watching it comfortably on the TV compared to squinting at a jerky downloaded version. It was good. Having Davina, Trinny, Susannah and Anne Robinson doing themselves was a stroke of brilliance, Captain Jack was great, Rose was great, the Doctor was great and the last five minutes were (as I even grudgingly admitted first time round) fantastic.

I still hate cute anthropomorhphic robots, but at least these ones got their HEADS BLOWN OFF. And Russell T Davies seems to have got over his pacing problem.

Also, as someone unsportingly pointed out on a friends’ friends list, the plot was full of massive holes. But it was very much fun to watch. , thanks once again.

In tribute to the whole concept I finished the evening by re-watching the last half of the last episode of Frontier in Space, the only Doctor Who series I own on video. (And the only DVD I own is The Green Death which closed that season.) That moment when the Daleks first appear – still great. And yet so 1970s.

I’ll be on a plane on Saturday night when the last episode is broadcast. Question is, can I wait until Sunday evening to watch it?

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Belfast tomorrow

Looks like my possible Belfast trip this weekend is going to happen. Will fly into Dublin from Charleroi tomorrow morning, rent a car and drive north. Interested parties will find me in the office with my name on it in the QUB Institute of Governance during the afternoon. Any Belfast lj’ers feel like meeting up tomorrow evening? Then at a conference on Saturday, driving back to Dublin airport early evening to arrive home before midnight (I hope).

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