More fun from my website referer logs:
- Why did Guinness’ wheat beer, Brèo, fail in the marketplace? My opinion is: it wasn’t much good as a beer, a quality wheat beer like Erdinger is doing well enough today.
- I’m used to the repeated queries about the tallest actress in Hollywood, – some kind of cached query from AltaVista – but why are people asking me about the bra sizes of marathon runner Paula Radcliffe and Will & Grace star Debra Messing?
- Audrey Hepburn and Kirin Beer in the same query? WAV recordings of Jimmy Saville’s voice? Answers on a postcard, please.
- A search for “low-bandwidth sites” leads here? You bet, it’s stereoroid.com policy.
- No, I don’t know what costumes the Wildboyz wear, but I can tell you that your condoms will need to be x-rayed at the airport. If you keep them in your pocket, I suspect the foil will set the metal detector off. No, the foil will not hide anything from the x-ray machine.
- How the hell would I know whether Matt Le Blanc is circumcised? Ask Matt, or perhaps his Mom!
Today, on TV, I watched Two Funerals And … no, that’s it.
The first was that of Yasser Arafat, the former PLO terrorist and leader of the Palestinian people. After a politically-correct state sendoff from Cairo, nothing the about the actual ceremony was dignified. Crowds of people chanting and firing AK-47s into the air, all in veneration of someone who had done more to short-circuit Palestinian nationalism than any number of Israelis. Even Arafat’s grave is an expression of his hope for the destruction of Israel, his coffin is designed to be moved to Jerusalem after it becomes the capital of a unified Palestine. According to the Western calendar, Arafat died on the day commemorated variously as Veteran’s Day, Armistice Day or Rememberance Day: the anniversary of the end of World War I, when we think about those who went to war and didn’t come home. The end of the war? Well, one of them, we can hope.
The other was more dignifed, even though it ended with the playing of Teenage Kicks by The Undertones: John Peel’s life and work was celebrated in a fairly small ceremony attended by those he worked with and supported, including Feargal Sharkey, Undertones singer and writer of Peel’s favourite song. As someone who assisted in the creation of lasting works, he will be remembered more fondly, in England, than Arafat, who tried to justify terrorism and murder as the price it took to build his nation.