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It's a start... maybe
July 20th 2010 @ 10:40 GMT

'Decriminalise personal drug use', suggests chairman of the Bar Council. Obviously all the rent-a-quote muppets (politicians, concerned mothers etc) aren't happy but there is always the chance that this will finally provoke a debate on the stupid rules that are our drug laws and that we might one day have a policy akin to that of Portugal:

Portugal has arguably the most liberal laws concerning possession of illicit drugs in the Western world. In 2001 Portugal decriminalized possession of effectively all drugs that are still illegal in other developed nations including, but not limited to, marijuana, cocaine, heroin, and LSD. While possession is legal, trafficking and possession of more than "10 days worth of personal use" are still punishable by jail time and fines. Since decriminalization was implemented, Portugal has seen rapid improvement in the number of deaths from drug overdoses as well as a decline in new HIV infections.

More likely though he'll be forced out, no debate will happen and we'll continue blindly along with the current failed policy. Still, it'll be in good company with the many others.

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July 20th 2010 @ 08:48 GMT | Permalink
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Topical fun at the expense of the Steve Jobs and the iPhone 4

Affairs of the Heart, Part II
July 17th 2010 @ 12:18 GMT

When I thought I'd calmed down a bit from last Friday I decided to send her an e-mail asking why. Ok, it turned out to be a bit more long winded than that but I felt I had to do it. I sent this at 2311 on Wednesday.

Although everything tells me that I am unlikely to get a reply to this - and indeed I expect it might very well get deleted without reading - I felt that I at least had to write it.

After all our conversations, our text messages I thought we had something. I kept believing that even after the first eight times you broke off the arrangements we had made citing, as you did, various excuses such as illness and work.

All that however crashed down around my ears last Friday evening as I stood outside of the DLR station in Woolwich as we had arranged and slowly came to the realisation as every text message went unanswered and every phone call went straight to voice mail (a sure sign that your phone wasn't even on) that you weren't coming.

I was angry on Friday. Very angry. I felt as if I had been played. Has everything since Easter weekend been a complete lie or was it only later? Why all of this charade? Obviously anything I thought we had is gone. The trust is broken and all I can do is pick up the pieces from where they lie broken and start again. It would be nice however to know if you had any reason for acting as you did.

So maybe I hadn't quite calmed down as much as I though. However bare in mind that before I sent this I had seen that she had once again been online even if we hadn't caught each other... an advantage - or not - of being signed into IM but showing status as invisible. Actually I think I saw her signing off once (and I was showing up as online then) just as I got back to my computer. Keep this in mind as you read the reply I received.

Pardon? how dare you incinuate this... i have not been well at all.. yew my phone was off, and i a so sorry for collapsing and fitting, i will have a go at the fit next time ok.. even my friend was concerned and had the decency to email you and let you know..

Well obvious you think the worse in people, so i guess you do not want to know, well thats fine...

So her response is to guilt trip me into feeling bad because she had been ill. I never received any message (via e-mail, text, voicemail or message left on the site where we met) so wasn't to know and she herself didn't try and contact me afterwards - although it turns out she she is apparently perfectly well enough to be reading and responding to messages at 0300, less than four hours after I'd sent mine.

If I had seen any message then I would have responded with something along the lines of "Sorry to hear that, get well soon blah blah blah" and then waited for her to make contact again as contary to popular belief I'm not a completely cold hearted bitch. If I were in her position and hadn't heard anything in reply I'd have touched base as soon as I felt able to just to make sure the person had received my message.

Now I realise that not everyone thinks the same way I do and that her story might even be true but in my current mood I'm afraid that I have to say that something about it smells.

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July 15th 2010 @ 16:01 GMT | Permalink

Affairs of the Heart
July 10th 2010 @ 16:55 GMT

This is not the post I thought to be writing this weekend. I though I was going to be talking about the wonderful lady I'd met but I can't see myself using any positive adjectives at the moment.

Confused? Well here goes...

Over Easter I met someone online and we have been talking to each other on IM almost every night since. To use a variety of clichés we were getting along like a house on fire, laughing at each other's small jokes - all the sort of things that people who believe themselves to be in love do.

Eventually we started trying to arrange to meet up. She lives in London and I work there so you'd have though this wouldn't be too difficult to sort out. For the record she wanted to meet up sooner but I was the more cautious party, fearing that my personal history might be an issue. When I eventually told her she said it wasn't and my final barrier to meeting her vanished. This was at the end of May.

To cut a long story short we still haven't met. By my reckoning we have arranged to meet nine times so far and each time it hasn't happened. For the first eight there has always been some excuse - illness, work etc - which was believable enough and I was willing (read stupid) enough to give her another chance. The last attempt to meet was me meeting her in Woolwich last night for dinner followed by staying at hers until Sunday morning. I stood outside of the DLR station there for just over an hour last night without seeing any sign of her. This follows me having texted her at various points to let her know I was coming as well as calling her a few times as I stood there like a bloody lemon.

Needless to say that when I got home at 2200 last night I wasn't in the best of moods. I feel as if I've been played and I'm not amused. There has been no sign of her online - either on IM or where we met - and no excuse has been offered via any medium as to why. I think I can safely say that anything we had (or I perhaps thought we had) is over.

I wouldn't mind but I'd allowed myself to let go my usual cynicism and dream as to what might have been. Thoughts of her being there when I woke up from surgery, of going for long rides together or of just cuddling on the settee... all now snuffed out like a candle.

You'll have to excuse me if I'm blunter and harsher than normal for a bit.

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