Life through a lens

Life through a lens

Friday, 25 June 2010

Antony And The Johnsons 'Fistful Of Love' 2005



Truly seraphic and poignant!

Wednesday, 9 June 2010

Union Carbide Rap






Warren Anderson must stand trial and take the rap!

How corrupt is a legal system that allows a mass murderer get away scott-free and live the life of luxury on Long Island, USA - while thousands still suffer the after effects of Bhopal 25 years on. That mass murderer is Warren Anderson - Chairman India of the then Union Carbide company - a man who knew full well the defects and bad build of the chemical plant in Bhopal but chose to overlook them in the name of profit.

Since 1992 Anderson has refused to stand trial and is protected by a legal system that calls his crime 'a rash and negligent act' which isn't deemed to be cause for extradition. How insulting to the 20,000 who died in Bhopal that the company was fined just 11,000 dollars - 55 cents per death! How insulting for their relatives and how galling for the victims of the resulting birth defects that the Indian perpetrators who stood trial on Monday were fined a paltry amount and got 2 years sentences - of course they're already out on bail!

The worst thing about this tragedy is the wretched condition of the survivors – people who in return for nearly 22 years of suffering with dreadful illnesses have received 'compensation' of around $500 – just enough to buy one cup of tea per day. (By contrast, the Times of India reported that Alaskan sea-otters during the Exxon-Valdez disaster were fed airlifted lobster at a cost of $500 per otter per day.)

In the free Sambhavna Clinic (which opened in 1996, funded by donations received from the public in the UK and elsewhere) doctors are seeing evidence of a menstrual chaos among the affected population. Girls who had been babies, or in the womb at the time of the gas, have now reached puberty. Some do not menstruate at all, or have a period only once in three months, while others bleed three times a month. No work is being done on this, except by Sambhavna. It remains an officially unacknowledged epidemic. Other things, too, were missed. A report from the Clinic observes, “The alarming rise in cancers, tuberculosis, reproductive system problems and other problems such as growth retardation among children born after the disaster remain undocumented.”

This is a massive miscarriage of justice!

Please join me to demand action against this terrible injustice visit: www.bhopal.net Go to Action: Dharna2010 - send a letter to the Indian MP who promised to take action against Anderson.

Thursday, 3 June 2010

Laurence Of My Labia

Sex and the Shitty was a cross between 'take me up the aisle' and 'carry on shagging' (pardon the pun). Anyway it was a right royal farce with OTT costumes, lots of gaydom and au naturel, the fab 4 faghags in an Arabian Nights like adventure with souk loads of emotional baggage.

Best line (as always) goes to Samantha for 'Laurence of My Labia' delivered with more 'Up Pompei' euphemistic clout than Frankie Howerd. However, it was spoken about a shag interest (Dick Schtiff) who was supposed to be Danish but sounded more ecky thump than Sean Bean! Great eye candy - shame the casting crew couldn't get the accent right.

Reaching 10 on the decadometer - it was a film with more product placement than Times Square...Louis Vuitton, Rolex etc etc etc. Then there were the cameos and bit parts – Liza Minnelli croaked her way through All the Single Ladies but put in some impressive dancing and showed great pins for a 64 yo. And some great actors and comedians had bit parts in the whole shebang – Art Malik, Omid Djalili, Penelope Cruz...to name a few, but not vomit-inducing whiney Miley Cyrus! Wonderful scenes shot in Morocco, a hotel to die for and Natacha Atlas' - 'Kidda' which is the best belly dance track ever!

So apart from lots of froth, fripperies and Samantha fcuking on the bonnet of a 4x4, what was it all about...? Well, in a nutshell: Marriage turns men into TV watching muppets. Men feel threatened by strong women. Don't kiss and tell. Women want shoes...more shoes, clothes, romance and black diamonds. Having children makes you lady ga ga. Muslim women wear Armani underneath their niquabs. Men looks at tits all the time. Menopause can be cured with hormones. But apparently bad casting can't! Voila!




All of you people...

There's something wild and free about the 70s and 70s music that we've lost today... the sheer joy of dance expression and letting the music flow through your body and move ya' - workin' those serotonin receptors in your brain - better than cocaine. I want to dress freaky- funky and be part of that soul train and get people all over the world struttin' their stuff and movin' their butts without worrying what they look like! Perhaps then we wouldn't have weight issues or need antidepressants and alcohol.