statistics, damn statistics…

Dear diablog,

In a recent post The Opinionated One debated ‘pitchforks’ with his usual self conviction of a) never being wrong and b) inviting all to follow him.

Boy did he get that one wrong – even the usually mild Caspie


casper on the way

set too and delivered a well thought through and accurate broadside.

In the meantime, and probably of more use when chit chatting ‘stuff’ Philippa



has sent some real information for thought.

Maps That Will Help You Make Sense of the World

1. Where Google Street View is Available


Map by Google

2. Countries That Do Not Use the Metric System


Map via Wikimedia Commons

3. The Only 22 Countries in the World Britain Has Not Invaded (not shown: Sao Tome and Principe)


Map by Stuart Laycock (via The Telegraph)

4. Map of ‘Pangea’ with Current International Borders


Map by via Reddit

Pangea was a supercontinent that existed during the late Palaeozoic and early Mesozoic eras, forming about 300 million years ago. It began to break apart around 200 million years ago. The single global ocean which surrounded Pangaea is accordingly named Panthalassa .
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face the music…

Dear diablog,

I am really struggling to find inspiration for posts right now – it almost seems as though there is too much to choose from, and yet not enough!

Maybe a bank holiday will help with a little music to soothe the troubled brow.



of course, always has what is needed for the job in hand but then hers is rarely at a loss for what to do with it!

This take on music she found is known as ‘ Who are you gonna call!’

and I guess, for him, a tact – itian!

Yours, diablog, strumming



Dear Reader,

Privately, Glynsky and I were having a debate a while ago. And I would like to know, what you think.
Here is the story I told Glynsky.

Not too long ago at a wonderful dinner party I got to sit next to a rich man. Not just well off, really rich. The gentlemen is worth tens of millions. He is a smart and funny character, neither snobby, nor living in a golden cage. He does not show off. In case you wonder, he made his money all himself through a successful company he founded and eventually sold. He was not born rich.

So, while we were sipping whiskeys after dinner he surprised me by saying:

Unless we rich people start sharing our wealth, we will have a revolution soon.

I almost spilled my drink, and to make sure that I understood correctly, I asked:

Do you mean a real revolution? Violent? Blood in the streets?

To which he responded:

Yes. That’s what I mean.

When I told Glynsky a few weeks later, he responded with his usual, “bullocks”. Glynsky believes in “trickle down economics“. Never mind that those have been proven wrong, but Glynsky believes, that Reagan was a great politician. Oh well, if you must, read the rebuttal to that here.

Now back to the issue on hand. Not too long after the above mentioned dinner party, an interesting article at Politico came across my eyes. Its title is:

The pitchforks are coming … for us plutocrats

I kindly ask you to read the full article. It is written as an open letter from one – self-proclaimed – plutocrat to the others in the 0.01 percentile of society.

And after you are done reading, would you be so kind and let me know what you think?

Very curious,

Engine Room

message with a bottle…

Dear diablog,

My comment about ‘business as usual’ took a bit of a knock (literally) at the rather unexpected arrival of friends and family from Italy on Thursday of last week. Time flew by with visits all over London for 5 days (more later) and, of course, diablog was the first to suffer – or maybe not dependant on your point of view!

All that I had ready to start with (following Tuesday’s quickie) was a music post for which I apologise as Engine Room had already started the week with a (questionable!) music submission and now there is a second.

However, how better to continue my return than with a blast – and this really was one!

Bare breasted and clutching a litre bottle of Southern Comfort by the neck on the stage of the Albert Hall


we Brits finally had a proper dose of Janis Joplin – and boy was it a sensation!

Forgetting the breasts seemed the order of the day as this was becoming rather commonplace what with Woodstock and all, but doing a litre of ol’ SC in one set really got the UK going. What was a reasonable amount, do we all have to do it, how does she stand up??

Being fortunate enough to see her twice on the tour it seemed a real Rock ‘n’ Roll thing to do, and since I have enjoyed the occasional (not litre!) SC from time to time in honour of her (even with ER in Milan – much to his disgust!!)

Younger readers of diablog will know of her mainly due to this having been used in ads (and relevant to recent posts)


but she could really lay it down

and live…

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