Category Archives: Reflections

Head scratcher

Am I missing something, or are Muslims the world over using gasoline, machine guns, and Pope-effigies to protest Benedict XVI’s allusion to the violence of Mohammed?

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Warranties

Here’s a brief dialogue summarizing the principle of warranties: Buyer: This looks like a pretty good camera. And it won’t break on me in the first year? Seller: Well, we… uh… B: OK, is there another model you’re more confident … Continue reading

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Triumph is:

Many thousands of British football fans singing God Save the Queen in Frankfurt.

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Why bus travellers always look so sketchy

Given ten or twelve hours on the Greydog, godlike Achilles himself would look like a washed up halfwit skid.

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Big City Traffic Reflection

I’ve always been a bit bemused by people who get slighted in traffic and then make it a priority to cut off the offending driver. I do understand the desire for revenge, I’ve just never felt like cutting the guy … Continue reading

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Charity

Victor Vincent: “Yeah, that should be one of the corporal works of mercy. Feed the hungry, drive the drunk…”

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Early morning reflection

Trying to drive with the driving lights aimed this ridiculously low is like trying to run with a five foot rope tied from your nose to your ankles.

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Redundancy

Ok, so the word “Ambulance” is printed backwards so you can read it in your rear-view mirror. Good idea. But then again, what was the last time you saw a red and white cube van tearing up behind you, lit … Continue reading

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Northern Physicians

Doctors up here are a different breed. It seems like half of them are South African. “Why do they all come here, though?” I once had the naivete to ask. “Because they get killed there.” Oh. Right. In Fort Nelson, … Continue reading

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Escape

How many things in life are more satisfying than spotting the ghost car as it pulls in behind you, dropping to the limit, waiting patiently for ten minutes, and watching him nab somebody coming the other way?

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