Which decade...?

what decade does your personality live in?


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Well, I can't quite remember where I was when Kennedy was assassinated, but grassy knolls make me nostalgic for some reason....

Which decade...?

what decade does your personality live in?


quiz brought to you by lady interference, ltd



Well, I can't quite remember where I was when Kennedy was assassinated, but grassy knolls make me nostalgic for some reason....

So, that's that then...

I try not to talk politics in this journal since that and religion are two subjects guaranteed to upset someone somewhere sometime.

But leaving the office this evening, I see the Evening Standard headlines screaming It's War, and my good mood started draining away.

Now I'm neither a peace-at-all-costs dove, nor a crush-them-instantly hawk. Since the whole Iraq affair started, I have had the feeling that war was and is probably the only way to get any change in Iraq. The problem is that I am far from convinced that all diplomatic avenues have been fully explored, and that the war is dictated by military rather than diplomatic necessity.

The summer is coming and warfare in a hot desert in summertime is difficult. So war has to be now or the late autumn. That's a military, not a political stance. Tonight (I think - certainly tomorrow night) is full moon. Ideal for night troop movements. That's a military, not a political stance.

I would not be surprised if I wake up tomorrow morning and find that a government I did not vote for is taking my country into a war I am deeply ambivalent about. I will be surprised if we are still at peace by the weekend.

After 12 years, I really do not see why the war must happen now. I really do fail to see why, if there is to be a war, it cannot wait until later in the year. That would allow the summer to pass, the military would not have to fight in the wrong conditions, and it would also allow more time for diplomacy. That is a political stance.

France and Germany are doing the right thing for the wrong reasons. There is mounting evidence to suggest that they have both got things to hide in their dealings with Iraq. I suspect we do too.

The US and the UK are probably doing the wrong thing for the right reasons.

There's far too much ego and testosterone floating around in the wrong places. Everyone knew months ago that Saddam would wriggle and squirm to evade inspectors. The UN should have planned for and taken account of that. Everyone wants Saddam disarmed, but somewhere everyone started shouting at each other and no-one is listening.

My dad's bigger than your dad.

I do not doubt that conventional hostilities will be over quite quickly as these things are measured. I am confident that the coallition will win the war.

I do doubt that it will win the peace.

So diet be damned. I have purchased a nice big block of chocolate and I'm going to scarf it back in one sitting while watching something suitably mindless on the telly. Then I'll listen to some music and try to get some writing done.

I'm going to try and pretend that the outside world does not exist for the next few hours, and that the possibility of needless bloodshed is more remote than it really is.

And tomorrow I shall go to work and continue as normal.

But I doubt I'll be quite as happy as the onset of Spring normally makes me.

So, that's that then...

I try not to talk politics in this journal since that and religion are two subjects guaranteed to upset someone somewhere sometime.

But leaving the office this evening, I see the Evening Standard headlines screaming It's War, and my good mood started draining away.

Now I'm neither a peace-at-all-costs dove, nor a crush-them-instantly hawk. Since the whole Iraq affair started, I have had the feeling that war was and is probably the only way to get any change in Iraq. The problem is that I am far from convinced that all diplomatic avenues have been fully explored, and that the war is dictated by military rather than diplomatic necessity.

The summer is coming and warfare in a hot desert in summertime is difficult. So war has to be now or the late autumn. That's a military, not a political stance. Tonight (I think - certainly tomorrow night) is full moon. Ideal for night troop movements. That's a military, not a political stance.

I would not be surprised if I wake up tomorrow morning and find that a government I did not vote for is taking my country into a war I am deeply ambivalent about. I will be surprised if we are still at peace by the weekend.

After 12 years, I really do not see why the war must happen now. I really do fail to see why, if there is to be a war, it cannot wait until later in the year. That would allow the summer to pass, the military would not have to fight in the wrong conditions, and it would also allow more time for diplomacy. That is a political stance.

France and Germany are doing the right thing for the wrong reasons. There is mounting evidence to suggest that they have both got things to hide in their dealings with Iraq. I suspect we do too.

The US and the UK are probably doing the wrong thing for the right reasons.

There's far too much ego and testosterone floating around in the wrong places. Everyone knew months ago that Saddam would wriggle and squirm to evade inspectors. The UN should have planned for and taken account of that. Everyone wants Saddam disarmed, but somewhere everyone started shouting at each other and no-one is listening.

My dad's bigger than your dad.

I do not doubt that conventional hostilities will be over quite quickly as these things are measured. I am confident that the coallition will win the war.

I do doubt that it will win the peace.

So diet be damned. I have purchased a nice big block of chocolate and I'm going to scarf it back in one sitting while watching something suitably mindless on the telly. Then I'll listen to some music and try to get some writing done.

I'm going to try and pretend that the outside world does not exist for the next few hours, and that the possibility of needless bloodshed is more remote than it really is.

And tomorrow I shall go to work and continue as normal.

But I doubt I'll be quite as happy as the onset of Spring normally makes me.