EXCUSES AND HALF TRUTHS

As Sicko hits American screens, and hopefully the conversation about the awful state of the American healthcare system begins to ramp up in volume, here’s some clips of Michael Moore in conversation at The American Pavillion, Cannes, May 2007.

And while we’re at it, here he is on The Daily Show, griping about being bumped from Larry King for Paris Hilton.

Like the priorities of the American media aren’t FUBARED enough already.

I urge you to go and see Sicko. It’s biased, emotional and flawed, but the story at it’s heart is enough to render you close to tears. I guarantee you, if your jaw isn’t on the floor in the first five minutes, there’s no hope for you. I will never complain about the NHS again.

Aspartame found to cause breast cancer, leukemia and lymphomas in latest animal experiments

I’ve been unable to drink most generic fizzy or soft drinks, diet or otherwise, since aspartame started appearing in the list of ingredients. It leaves a nasty, bitter, chemical tang at the back of my tongue that’s actively unpleasant. This latest news gives me a little shiver of hubris. Maybe my body was telling me I’m not supposed to be drinking this stuff.

No, I stick to good old-fashioned healthy beer these days. Much better for you.

Oh yeah. You want this.

From Sore Eyes, who knows what’s good for you.

Yet another fascinating article on the backstage workings at Glasto.
This one’s about the most important people on the field. A true bunch of heros.

One word you don’t need to read on a Monday morning, though: “splashback.” Ick.

…because rock stars are the tenderest morsels of all.
And because I’m in a grump because I still don’t have my film back so I can put “The Gourmand” on line for you Sick Puppy fans.
Because it’s a rainy Sunday arternoon, and I’ve got no mind to worry.
Because it rocks.

Sick. Sick. Sick.

Fascinating article on how 300 bands get cycled through their performances at Glastonbury.

I was not aware that “roadie” was now a perjorative term, though…

The consequences if you don’t are almost too hideous to contemplate…

…because remember kids, not knowing how to cook is like not knowing how to fu… you get the idea.

Gracias, Senor Rodruiguez, y tambien BoingBoing.

Now, I’m not a football fan in any way, although I express a mild interest in the progress of Reading in the Premiership. In that way, I have had a good season.

My friend Tim is a West Ham supporter. A very West Ham Supporter. He has not had a good season.

Here is a document of Tim, filmed by the mysterious TB, on the last day of the season. They need a win to stay up. They are playing Manchester United.
Witness the pride, the passion, the pileup, of LAST DAY.

The following is extremely NSFW due to the language, Timothy.