Hugh Paxton’s Blog thanks Sarah Sekhran for this contribution.
An honest Indian hospital!
Great stuff Sarah! Keep em coming!
Hugh Paxton’s Blog posted this set of Airbus 340-600 disaster photos last night and this morning inadvertently deleted the post. It’s back up now. My feelings remain the same. If this is a hoax or an April fool’s thing it is very well done. If it’s genuine…a bit more training might be in order.
Over to Leonie and how not to fly an Airbus.
BLOG ED NOTE: The camel comment could be perceived as offensive. But it’s her post and I won’t meddle.
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Hugh Paxton’s Blog is sending a link to a profile of my wife run in today’s Sunday edition of the Japan Times newspaper. Hope the link works!
Hugh Paxton’s Blog presents two received posts. The first, from Leonie deals with reasons for southern migration. They’re pretty compelling reasons! My next post will deal with why wimps might want to head north. That’s from Brigitte. Again a convincing argument for packing suitcases and running for the airport. Read on, press the snowman. Cheers! Hugh
BLOG ED NOTE: If you click on the snowman and he co-operates you will see a ghastly series of photos of snowbound vehicles, people falling over on ice etc. If the snowman doesn’t co-operate (and he doesn’t always) try to imagine it.
Hugh Paxton’s Blog can thoroughly recommend the Green Hotel in Mysore. The food is curried, the rooms are safe if you are not on the ground floor and at one o’clock the party in the gardens ends with a final rendition of Country Roads Take Me Home and a tremendous series of bangs.
The car, (brand new, didn’t even have a license plate) managed to leap a hedge, several flowerbeds, turn over four times on a garden path and smash into my hotel wall.
I was rather grateful. Country roads is bad enough when sung in American. Sung in Indian? Torture.
The driver of the car was either unhurt and ran away or just ran away grievously injured to die somewhere else.
Next morning lots of people looked at the car. I think we all were thinking similar things.
“How the bloody hell did the driver manage it?” “You couldn’t do this if you were trying really hard.” “How are they going to get this car out of here without wrecking the garden?” Things like that.
I think most of us were relieved that there wasn’t a mangled body in the car. The gardener, however, looked rather different. I haven’t seen such a mask of rage in many years.
Verdict: A memorable second night’s stay in India. I won’t bother you with an account of our first night’s stay. I’m still too busy trying to forget.
Hugh Paxton’s Blog is used to receiving odd news from Japan. But today’s report on sock napping was a new one. Schoolgirls are being grappled to the ground by a middle aged man who then pulls off their socks and races away with his plunder. So far the socknapper has made off with socks from five girls. Quite what he does with the socks is not something I prefer to dwell on.
Hugh Paxton’s Blog posts yet another opportunity to sign a petition that won’t make a difference.
I know the Japanese Fisheries people and their stubborn, nationalist ways. I’ve met these people, heard them rant and on one occasion had to wipe spit from my eye as the ministry official became overly excited and foamed at the mouth. I’d never seen anybody do that before. He was thumping his table at the time and yelling that whales weren’t intelligent and that nobody was trying to save rats. It was a memorable interview and was comical if a hysteric could be described as comical.
The whaling lobby tried to buy me off by inviting me to a whale food restaurant in Shinjuku and there were all sorts of treats on offer. Simmered whale testicle slices, a sorbet made from whale brains, lots of blubber and a few people in suits and sake who gave me business cards that had nothing to do with whales. It was a fisheries agency rent-a-crowd and not a very good choice of cast. It became apparent that nobody apart from the Fisheries Agency people were interested in eating whales and wanted to leave for a second party. I asked the sou chef if he liked whale and he said “A bit. It’s delicious.”
“Do you eat it?”
“A bit. No. It’s distasteful.”
The event was a charade. The guests weren’t there because eating whale or porpoises or dolphins was essential to their Japanese cultural heritage. They wanted to meet important people and swap name cards.
The fisheries guys were determined to make sure their pet foreign journalists had lots to drink and explained how peace loving Japan was and how essential whale meat was to Japanese culture and the restaurant owner was unnaturally happy to see me and said he liked Americans and that Americans should stop eating beef because cows were causing global warming, and Americans should eat whale to save the planet. I said “Yes, sounds really sensible.”
The evening was a long one and the guests began slipping away and I was left with two things. One was a Fisheries guy who was going to miss the last train and arrive looking dishevelled to delight his wife at 4 AM smelling of booze, blubber and whale testicles. The second thing I was left with was a sense that most people at the pro-whaling event didn’t give a hoot about whaling.
This goes for most Japanese people.
But not the Fisheries guys. They see whaling as an assertion of Japanese maritime power and control or access to international fisheries. Their whale hunts have been disrupted by vigorous environmental campaigners (notably Greenpeace but more effectively Sea Shepherd who up the ante by spraying whalers with stale jam and other refreshments ).
Japan’s whaling ship caught fire by itself a few years back. It’s a public relations disaster. And more to the point Japanese people aren’t particularly interested in eating whale meat. The Fisheries fanatics tell them they are but in reality they’d rather have something else. Ramen, sushi, okonomiyaki…
Whale meat is inflicted on those without choice. Prisoners. School children. People who can’t say no.
Most people in the southern hemisphere loathe the Japanese whalers aggravating behaviour and their increasingly ineffectual whaling excursions into international waters. As far as this research excuse goes – it’s bollocks. They’re not researching anything and even if they were who would be interested in their research? How much can you sell a whale testicle for? Will that offset the price of a whaling fleet? Do whales eat squid?
It makes me feel ill. But what really makes me feel ill is the fact that money dedicated to re-housing and helping the victims of the Fukushima tsunami was re-routed to restoring the whaling industry. Japanese people (300,000) are still in limbo. And the money that should be helping them back on to their feet is being squandered on whale killing half a world away.
Sign the petition. Why not. But these people don’t care about their own fellow countrymen and women and children. And they won’t care about this petition.
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Hugh Paxton’s Blog read the following with a stab of terror mingled with a sense of dreadful inadequacy. I’m already technologically obsolete, and now it looks very likely that I’m inching towards tecno-senility and extinction.
No doubt my daughter will assimilate this new great leap forward in a couple of days, all her friends will be given these gizmos by their rich and doting parents and I’ll have to spend a fortune keeping up with a bunch of nine year old Joneses.
Read on all you type writer users and despair!
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Hugh Paxton’s Blog just got this in from correspondent Brigitte. Some Guardian angels doing serious overtime!
Hugh Paxton’s blog is rather sad to see another of our cars destroyed by stupid or well meaning or disaster prone Africans.
Follow this if you want a bit of perplexing tragic drama that is likely to cost me a huge amount of money!
Cheers! I suppose. I feel like weeping.
hope your well! Everything is all right here in Herzinger Street. However Billy is not doing fine. The last few month he was staying and working in Okahandjia and we did not hear much from him. This weekend he called us from Katutura Hospital where he is since a week now. Yesterday he asked me to write you the following:
I´m staying in Okahandjia now. I´m still servicing the Hilux Surf of the Kyoto University from time to time. I took the car to Okahandjia. Futjioka (Kyoto University) knows about it, since he brought the vehicle to Okahandjia and I took him back to Windhoek. The Kyoto University will be back in Windhoek in August or September. The deal was that I will bring back the vehicle to Windhoek once it is finished. I came to Windhoek with a taxi and left the car at Andre Benade in Okahandjia in his locked up garage. I asked him to start the car once a time to charge the battery. While I was in Windhoek I picked up an infection in legs, arms and feet and eventually ended up in hospital, where I´m still today. The doctors don´t know what´s wrong and blood test results from South Africa are awaited.
Monday afternoon I saw a newspaper by chance and I came over the report about Andre Benade dying just outside Okahandjia on the Windhoek road. Apparently he lost control over the vehicle, rolled, smashed into a tree and was killed. He leaves behind 3 girls (3, 5 and 6 years). He was on the way back from Windhoek where his wife had a major operation in the catholic hospital. After making a few telephone calls I found out that Andre was driving the Japanese car. A picture of the damaged car was in the German newspaper ( http://www.az.com.na/bild-des-tages/ber-die-leitplanke-in-den-tod-gerast.150650.php). I didn´t give him permission to drive the car; I told him not to use it. I think he desperately wanted to be by his wife and he took the chance with the Surf, since he couldn´t use his own car. I wouldn´t know since I´m in hospital too. I couldn´t get more information till now and I don´t know when I ´m coming out of hospital. We have to inform the Kyoto University and find out where the vehicle is. Unfortunately I have Futjioka´s email address in my briefcase in Okahandjia only.
That´s what he dictate me. I told Tabo about it this morning. He will contact the Kyoto University. I guess the vehicle is covered. I´m sorry for submitting bad news from Namibia. Please let me know if we can assist somehow.