No, This Isn't About The English Heritage Plasterer
I haven't forgotten about that one. To be brief (not typical of us here but whatever) he was a plasterer specialising in historic restorations, who got fired by a boss who was the poster child for 'Bottomhole'. The end results were epic
ANYWAY it's not about that. O noes. Your Humble Scribe distinctly remembers a Facebook photograph from last year that featured a deserted London cityscape, with giant black circular structures within the horizon. Art!
Of course - obviously! - I cannot find the picture or the post, except - I wonder, if I use 'London' as the search term - GOT IT! Under the blog title "Giant Black Polos From Space', inevitably. Art!
Your Humble Scribe did notice a few things, thanks to his prying eye and deductive intellect, which I shall add in here to boost the word count and show how Klever I am.
I have no idea what this television series is, so I took a closer look. The architecture looks British, reinforced by a quick check of the number-plates, which have a British format. Looking closer you can see a couple of shrunken corpses lying next to their abandoned cars, and at least three of the people are wearing slings that imply they are carrying firearms. Notice a lack of property-damage; all the windows in the skyscrapers are intact, and the jib cranes haven't been knocked over, so whatever happened here, it wasn't a typical heavy-metal alien invasion. Due to the spread of skyscrapers I posited that it was London, since no other inner-city in Perfidious Albion has so many of them.
There you go, solid analysis at work. As you ought to surely realise, Conrad is watching the Anglo-French production of "War Of The Worlds", which has displayed a fondness for rooftop scenes, and what do we find eight minutes into Episode One of Season Two? Art!
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O ho and ho, what's that in the background? A Giant Black Polo From Outer Space. For your information, we have been told via screen text that this is six months after the initial attack.
We got there in the end. Now for the English Heritage plasterer ...
Perun, Perun, He's Good On Information
Perun, for your information, is an Australian vlogger over on Youtube who has put out several extremely good analyses of the SMO in Ukraine, where his usual fare was reporting on video games (giant yawm*). Professionals in the military field have praised his content, as it is objective and impartial and detailed, even if compiled from open sources. His latest one is about the economic consequences of a long war - one that goes on for months if not years - and here he's using his education background in Economics. Art!
'Twas a bit of an eye-opener to realise that the UK economy is twice what Ruffia's is, and that the Ruffian's economy used to be the equivalent of Canada or Italy. It's probably now around that of Luxembourg and looking to be equivalent to that of Andorra in a few weeks.
Yes yes yes, this stuff is usually bundled under "Finally -". Sue me if you don't like it. Art!
Let's Bring Back The Blue
I know you miss it. These photos are from the BBC's pages on the theme of 'Into The Blue', which we are entirely happy about as it effortlessly creates blog content. Art!
Courtesy Patty Schoina
As you might expect with wonderfully blue ocean, this photo was taken in Greece. Milos, to be exact, which is the site of an abandoned sulphur mine, and the two window frames have been pictured at different times of the day, thus creating the different colours. Hmmmmm bright blue and yellow, almost reminds me of something ...
Bring On The Torment
Because we're getting towards the end of my long-form fiction (can't really call it a 'book') that was created years ago for NANOWRIMO. I can't quite remember how it ends, though I think there was a sawn-off shotgun.
Once
again his notebook came out to write that down, with an aside about consulting
the college staff. The physics lab,
maybe. This air of detachment
communicated itself to his students during the morning lectures – which they
naturally put down to his having earned the college a huge grant, the rumour
having gone around the entire campus within hours of it becoming known the day
before. One student even asked if Louis
would see a percentage of the money as a reward, which hadn’t even occurred to
him so far, his mind having been on other things of far darker import.
At lunchtime he went off across
campus, taking careful observation of students and staff who came near
him. Having run out of holy water meant
he couldn’t simply spray the mind-twisted obedience away from the victims and
he didn’t know what striking a possessed or influenced person with silver would
do. Maybe nothing.
Only one of the senior lab
technicians remained in the physics department, eating an onion and egg
mayonnaise sandwich, which perfumed the whole area.
‘They don’t like me eating ‘em in
the staff room or the canteen,’ explained the technician as Louis made an
affronted face. ‘Can I do you for
anything?’
Louis explained, and waved a
bundle of fivers. The technician screwed
up his face and chewed ruminatively on his sandwich.
‘We don’t have anything in stock
I could use, but I get what you want it for, and you could run it off a car
battery. I can order it in if you pay
upfront for it. No, not now, I’ll have
to check the catalogue.’
After that it was off to the
library and the History section.
Hmmmmm no I don't remember this bit. I wonder what Luma's up to? Guess we'll have to keep posting to find out!
Finally -
Here's another stick to beat the Ruffian navy with. As you are no doubt aware, their cruiser 'Moskva' was first set on fire and then sunk, which the Ruffian administration blithely declared was due to a fire in ammunition storage areas. The Ukes claim to have hit it with anti-ship missiles. Whichever explanation is correct, the Ruffian navy's ships have all immediately run away from the - sorry, 'retreated' - from the Ukrainian coastline, because obviously Ukrainian coastline causes Ruffian ammunition to spontaneously detonate. Or something. The Ruffians were also livid with rage about the Moskva, suggesting that perhaps the fires were caused by anti-ship missiles after all. But don't worry, doughty Ruffian sailors, Tsar Poutine says everything is going according to plan!
What Moskva tried to be
Quite what the plan is remains open to question. Conrad is convinced they plan to build a ladder made of matchsticks to the Moon in order to corner the green cheese market and thus fund their military plans, but I have had about a gallon of gin by this point and may not be analysing correctly. Regardless, let's hear it for Dimya's military planning team! Art?
Planner Number One Planner Number Two Planner Number Three
And with that we are done!
* Like a yawn except bigger
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