The Strange Story Of Tracey Z And The Nurses Who Never Died

from OffGuardian

A case study in social media misinformation

Last month a twitter user called Traceyz18 tweeted out the following message:

I feel so upset. 2 nurses who were in ITU [intenstive therapy unit] in Swansea have died today. 3 more still ventilated. All from the same unit. My heart is breaking.

This would be very sad, if true. But, as it turns out, it is not – the official twitter of Swansea’s NHS trust actually responded:

This is incorrect. We have not had any nurse deaths in our ITU department and your tweet is causing anxiety.

Here’s a screencap of the original exchange (we can’t embed the tweets, for reasons which will shortly become apparent): … Continue reading >>>
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More Proof Labour Is The Party Of Elitists And Snobs

Which party hates the working class? Which party absolutely despises Ordinary Bloke who likes a few beers and a curry, watching football, taking the kids to the park, seeing Daenerys in Game of Thrones with her clothes off (for the uninitiated Daenerys seldom has a full set of clothes on) and daydreaming about the Bugatti Veyron he will buy when he wins the Euromillions.

The Conservatives? They couldn’t give a shit but they don’t hate the woring classes; The Liberal Democrats? Too wussy to hate anyone; UKIP? They are the party of the working class; The Greens? Too busy knobbing trees; the answer of course is Labour. Labour are no longer the grass roots party of Fred Jowett,  Kier Hardie and Richard Bell that grew out of the trade unions, the Cooperative movement and the Methodist church. It is the elitist party, the party of privately educated Oxbridge graduates, lawyers, doctors, academics and media luvvies.

We see plenty of examples of Labour snobbery and elitism every day during election campaigns, but here’s another.

A Labour Party parliamentary candidate Huw Thomas, who is standing in Ceredigion in Wales, in a 2006 blog post called people who fly England flags “simpletons” and “casual racists” and called for their cars to be damaged.

Thomas wrote:

“I agree that it’s completely sickening how many England flags are to be seen around Wales. It truly shows the degree our society has been infiltrated by incomers who are not ready to integrate.

“Very often, from what I see, some flying English flags are young people, who have been brought up in Wales, but who are loyal to England. This raises questions about us as Welsh people as well.

“It’s true that the parents are at fault, but it’s obvious that the education system has failed to create a Welsh Nationalism in these people, and I wonder also how many of us Welsh people, in our school days, tried to bring these people (aka chavs) into the Welsh circle.

“I can’t speak with a clear conscience by a long shot, so don’t think that I’m preaching, but it’s something to consider I feel.

“The retail sector is also responsible for making the situation worse I think, and all across Britain not only in Wales. The World Cup, to a large extent, is just an opportunity for high street shops to ‘cash in’, using special offers and social pressure to create a fake group mentality – Nationalism Asda style!

“Having said this, I had the opportunity, when I had the opportunity to buy an England flag for half price in WH Smith, Oxford, to answer with the phrase: ‘Since I am neither a simpleton nor a casual racist I must decline your offer’. Poor ‘Stacey’ didn’t know where to look!”

He concluded by calling for cars displaying England flags to be vandalised.

Wales Online reports that the comments were uncovered just days after Thomas called for a rival candidate to resign over comments he had made 14 years ago. Mike Parker, the Plaid Cymru candidate in Ceredigion, wrote in 2001: “To some extent, rural Wales has become the British equivalent of the American mountains, inhabited by a sprinkling of paranoid conspiracy theorists, gun-toting Final Solution crackpots and anti-government obsessives.”

So he’s a hypocrite as well  as a snob.  Its OK for him to dig up comments made fourteen years ago to discredit an opponent, but he protests when his much more teent hate soeech outbursts against the working class are cited.

I can understand his point about the ‘incomers’ however, far too many attrative cottages in that part of Wales are only occupied for a few weeks in the years. (But me and the family go down and keep our occupied as much as we possibly can, we really do. Short of renting it out to chavs I think any family would stuggle to do more than 24 weeks a year.) Having said that, the only people who look like escapees from the set of Deliverance I’ve seen down there are definitely Welsh right down to the roots of their tooth.

What A Joke These Leftie Hypocrites Are

Much of the build up to the NATO summit at Newport’s Celtic Manor on 4 and 5 September, which will attempt to formulate a united strategy for dealing with ‘threats’ to western security in Ukraine and Iraq, has been focused on the world leaders who will be attending, along with the security operation.

NATO are being coy about exactly how much of our money they are spending in order to keep our leaders safe from harmless hippy types yelling peace slogans, but you can bet it will be more than the annual GDP on many small nation. Paranoia does not come cheap.

Apparently Barack Obama is tearing himself off Reggie Love’s cock the golf course and will be attending. This means of course the conference has failed before it starts.

Behind the scenes of course there are many lesser-known people who are preparing for the two-day event. They include Welsh people and businesses who will have some involvement during the Nato summit. Most interesting however, mainly because they will not get a mention in mainstream media are the anti – corporatism, anti – militsarism, anti – war protestors gathering as near as they are allowed to the venue.

From 30 August protesters will flock to South Wales for international actions including a national demonstration, counter summit, and week-long peace camp. Stop the War and CND have organised NO TO NATO – NO NEW WARS protests from 30 August to 5 September. See the timetable of action and events planned by Stop The War.

I’m with Stop The War of course, I’ve always opposed war, in Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya, Syria, Ukraine and Iraq again. And yet some people here who have always supported war, especially when there was a chance to bomb the crap out of some powerless little nation whose air force consisted of a few World War Two Fokkers (no planes, just a few octogenarian German fokkers), call themselves left wing and describe me as a right wing extremist. Effing political illiterates.

So tell me when was supporting war in pursuit of corporate profit, American hegemony and getting a kick out of killing lots of innocent, defenceless people (have you ever seen the grin on Obama’s face when he signs an executive order for more drone strikes?)become acceptable alongside the traditional left wing values of pacifism, humanitarianism and fraternity?

protestors march on Celtic manor  NATO venue
                                       Protestors march on NATO conference venue at Celtic Manor

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SAS – Satnav Antipathic Soldiers and The Misadventures Of Suzie

SAS – Satnav Antipathic Soldiers and The Misadventures Of Suzie From The Isle Of Skye (some strong language)

This is a trueish but highly embellished version of something that happened to one of Cleo Hart’s friends. Cleo is travelling at the moment.

As all our regular readers know we Boggart Bloggers are great fans of all whacky and totally unnecessary technologies and Sat Nav systems especially. Sat Nav seems to lead the field in providing an expensive, complicated, extremely fallible and irritating way of performing a function that should be simple and free. If you want to drive from London to Leeds and don’t mind going via Bristol, Aberystwith, Preston Gubbals, Carlisle, Burton on Trent and Wigan or being rescued from mountain torrents, bogs, feral chavs in Blackbird Leys or a snowdrift outside Kiruna and having to face the ridicule of your friends down the pub trust your Sat Nav. If however you just want to get from London to Leeds without much fuss simply drive round the M25 until you see signs for M1, Watford, The North. Follow them and keep following signs for The North. Ignore your Sat Nav’ yelling that you should take the next exit. It will only lead you eventually to the A666, the road to hell. Actually the A666 runs from Bolton to Blackburn so for most people is probably the road to somewhere worse than Hell. Leeds is at the other end of the M1 from London. Just stay on the M1. Easy peasy.

So why do we cruel, sarcastic bastards love Sat Nav?

Because of the blind faith that people who buy one have in their system and the way that when things have gone so badly wrong blind faith is no longer enough the childlike trust they show that their parent – surrogate gadget will somehow make things alright.

At this time of year our esteemed colleague Cleo Hart and numerous others set off for The Alps to work in ski resorts throughout the season. Most make the long and arduous trek via London and the M25 (gridlocked 24 / 7 because of sat nav users driving at 5mph while scratching their heads and saying “This doesn’t look much like the Lake District) to Dover for the short, unpleasant crossing on the regular cattle ship to Calais.

Cleo however, tipped off by her dear old Dad who knows about these things, heads from Lancashire across to Hull (just get on the M62 and head east (the opposite way to Liverpool) until you come to the North Sea Ferries terminal or drive into the water off Spurn Head. Even easier than peasy.

Several of the others now use the northern crossing, its an easier drive in the UK, a more comfortable crossing with a good meal, a pleasant evening and a good night’s sleep on the ferry and a better route across France. So last year another girl from northern parts, let’s call her Suzie from the Isle of Skye thought it would be a good move for her too. Western Scotland to Hull sounded easy. At the time Suzie was seeing a soldier, a member of and elite regiment (we are a bit sceptical about the veracity of this claim, members of this elite regiment as well as being trained to jump out of planes, navigate by the sun and stars, live on a diet of worms, beetles and dandelion leaves and light fires by rubbing two boy scouts together are trained to read maps.

Suzie’s soldier friend approved on her idea and volunteered to programme the sat nav for her. Great, who could be better equipped to program map references into a sat nav than a man trained to find his way round barren, featureless deserts and tundras? Surely Suzie could not go wrong if she just relied on her sat nav.

Suzie missed Hull, in fact she ended up in Wales Not just the civilised bit of Wales that joins on to Cheshire or the Wales, populated by Gavin and Stacy, Charlotte Church and the only gay in the village but Welsh wales where it is a crime to speak English and those things that look like basketwork garden ornaments can be assembled in a matter of minutes into a wicker man. A combination of blind faith, childlike trust in the parenting skills of inanimate machines and her boyfriend’s ignorance of maps and references, the cardinal points of the compass, left and right and the difference between his arse and his elbow led to her turning right instead of left and driving past all the signs printed with red dragons and pointing to towns with names like Llanfairpwyllgwillgynn-bibble-yibble-yibble-yibble-llantisiliogochgochgoch give or take the odd goch without realising she had a problem. Maybe it was because the signs were printed in two languages, Welsh and Ogham (the secret language of The Druids)

Now in our house we think we have an idea how this might have happened. You see we know a young person who some years ago was headed from Lancashire to Sheffield and phoned home in a panic to say. “Help, I think I’ve taken a wrong turning and ended up in Wales, I’ve just passed a sign for Pontefract . Maybe the sat nav logic had made a similar mistake and interpreted “continue past signs for Pontefract” as “follow the shortest route to Pontypridd”. We shall never know however.

The problem for our lovely lass Suzie from the Isle of Skye was not so subtle. She was still following her sat nav’s orders and desperately trying to convince herself the device was taking her via a shortcut to Holyhead which must be near Hull as they both start with H. For Suzie, even though the blacktop road had become a muddy track several miles ago blind faith had been replaced by childlike trust in the machine. When the muddy track became a verdant Welsh hillside even childlike trust gave out. Suzie stopped and got out of the car only to be confronted by a Welsh farmer who spoke in Welsh, not saying “Iached Da (pron. Yakki da) young lady, do you need any help” but something she guessed from the way he was pointing a shotgun sat her meant “GET ORF MOI LAAAAAAAAAND”.

Suzie did get to France eventually after spending several weeks in a clinic where she was given post traumatic stress therapy.

From this shocking sat nav story of betrayal we learn several things:

(1) When driving from West Scotland to Hull it is a good idea to turn left somewhere no matter what the sat nav is telling you.

(2) Sat nav is useless, whatever it tells you, do the opposite.

(3) We are not going to win the Afghan war for the simple reason that when our elite soldiers’ were sent to flush the Taliban out of the Hindu Kush their map reading skills caused them to end up running round Patagonia.

(4) Never listen to the kind of techieheads, webbyheads, sciencyheads and other pointyheads who try to tell you machines are smarter than we are. Machines are unthnking automatons and people who think they will ever be intelligent are cunts.

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There’s Irony For You – Welsh Wonder Batters Thought Police

This week we have had one lot of scientists telling us to banish butter from our lives while another bunch are telling us processed fats are food from the dark side.

Isn’t it wonderful that in the week when the food and drink branch of the Politically Correct Thought Police have gone into orbit about our reluctance to give up tasty food and live on a fat free, taste free diet for the sake of our health, britain’s oldest working woman has dies aged 102.

And what Mrs. Connie Brown work as?

For 80 years she had worked in the chip shop she opened with her late hubby back in nthe days when cod and chips cost three ha’pence and Elephants were sevenpence for twenty. People who knew her said Connie, aka The Codmother (cue haunting melody played on mandolins) always enjoyed aportion of battered cod with chips from her shop’s industrial capacity deep fat fryers. She was admitted to hospital for the first time in her life only hours before she died.

So much for fatty food sending us to an early grave (story: Daily Telegraph.

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DeadHamsterPhone – the latest Must Have…

I guess you would have to be some kind of idiot genius to buy a dead hamster thinking it was a 3G phone movie player, internet access, a million ring tones and various hands free, ears free, brain free gizmos. But there’s a small time criminal down in South Wales currently looking for such a punter.
So how did this crim. come to confuse such a phone with a dead hamster? Well the hamster was all packed up in a nice Eriksson box on the back seat of a parked car.
The hamster’s owner is understandably distraught and is getting grief counselling because having been unable to bury his pet he needs to find closure so he can move on.
I can’t help thinking however the dead hamster thief could be a struggling taxidermist looking for a way to boost trade. After all a hamster is just the right size to have a modern cellphone inserted in its furry little tummy and what better way to preserve the memory of a beloved pet could there be?
So if you are down in South Wales and you see people walking along the street chatting into a hamster’s arse you will know what’s going on.

Lost Weekend

You are in a small hotel in a remote part of Wales. It is Sunday, the pubs are closed, the nearest KFC or Pizza Hut is fifty miles away. There is only one other guest in the place and he looks like the kind of person who would have a freezer full of dead heads in his kitchen. Worse than that, he is wearing those awful lycra shorts favoured by cyclists and a helmet that makes him look like a penguin that walks backwards. Worse still, on his garish lycra top he sports a “meat is murder” badge… Read the full post of Lost Weekend

A visit to Wales will not be an ordeal. The place is delightful. When your appetite with a pictorial tour of The Land Of Druids And Dragons

A couple of quickies

Think positive – next year
An expert challenged to find the ideal day for positive thinking said that today was the best date for life-changing resolutions. Dr Cliff Arnall, a psychologist at Cardiff University, devised a formula showing that New Year resolutions stood a better chance of success if they were made on 18 May.

Now if you had been putting off making your New Year resolutions until a more propitious time I do apologise for getting this news to you a day late. All these soothsayers like to hedge their bets of course and the news only hit the TV screens at quarter to midnight. And at that time I was positively ready for bed and positive I was not going to go online to bring the information to the world.

Procrastination is the theif of time of course so make a not in your seven year diaries now that next May 18 is the first day of the rest of your life.

High Minded Debate
The Dutch parliament is to debate marijuana policy after a cabinet minister called for the drug to be legalised across Europe. Alexander Pechtold said this would solve the problem of tourists flocking to the Nether lands to buy the drug, which is technically illegal, but openly sold in some cafes.

Let’s hope this goes better than the last time they tried to debate the subject. One member of the House suggested that informed debate was not possible unless everybody knew what they were talking about. A colleague then handed out some spliff and explained how to skin up and draw on the joint for best effect. After a few tokes each the Members of that august body spent the next hour rolling around on the floor laughing hysterically, after which they ordered and ate a very large quantity of chocolate.

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BTW
I’m having a quiet day today – Ian