Iran, War, Gold and Parasites


“Big fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite ’em, and little fleas have littler fleas – and so ad infinitum…”

I was tootling around Amazon yesterday, as you do, when I came across this book: Crash Proof: How to Profit From the Coming Economic Collapse.

Customers who bought this book also bought, apparently:

Financial Armageddon: Protecting Your Future from Four Impending Catastrophes
by Michael J. Panzner

America’s Bubble Economy: Profit When It Pops
by David Wiedemer

The Great Bust Ahead: The Greatest Depression in American and UK History is Just Several Short Years Away. This is your Concise Reference Guide to Understanding Why and How Best to Survive It
by Daniel A. Arnold

The Coming Collapse of the Dollar and How to Profit from It: Make a Fortune by Investing in Gold and Other Hard Assets
by James Turk

The Second Great Depression by Warren Brussee

I’m sensing a trend.

My first thought was that if Wall St and the economic media have such weak confidence in the US economy, it must be in just as bad a shape as has been predicted. But how typically Republican, how very now, I thought, to attempt to profit from your own mistakes.

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Where’s All The Lieveheersbeestjes* Gone?

  • Tends to be rounder in shape than most native UK species
  • Can reach up to 8mm in size, a little larger than common ladybirds
  • It has a white plate just behind the head with a big, black M-shaped marking on it
  • Sighted bugs can be red, orange or black with between 15 and 20 spots
    Others may be black with between two to four orange or red spots

I was at a bit of a loss as to what to write about today. Tsk. All the internets at my command, and I got nuthin’. It’s not just me: there seems to be a bit of a hiatus in the blog world generally at the moment, a collective holding of breath.

Are we waiting for the next big media outrage, or is there really no news? well, hardly – there’s Iraq, of course (we’ll always have Iraq), there’s the US attorneys diversionary scandal, there’s constitutional shenanigans, deliberate leaks re terrorism arrests, and yet more government IT incompetence at home in the UK – and then there’s the US pushing illegal war again, this time in the Horn of Africa. Oh yes, and let’s not forget that dreamboat Wolfowitz. There’s no shortage of material to provoke online outrage. So why am I writing about ladybirds?

For the past two weeks it’s been gloriously sunny and in the twenties every day: everything is in bloom, the birds are singing en masse, summer finery has broken out in the streets and there’s been a run on fake tanning lotion and Birkenstocks. Really, all I want to do is sit outside in the sun with a Margery Allingham and bask until my freckles join up enough to give the semblance of a suntan, occasionally getting up to attack the garden with a spray of soapy water. Because in every idyll there’s a hidden flaw, and for me it’s the greenfly that have infested the damson tree outside and not only because they eat my new, little, tender plants.

We’re having a full-on greenfly infestation – the trunk of the damson tree looks like a five-lane arthropod highway, with aphids streaming en masse down the trunk – and there seem to be no predators about to eat them. My back garden and everything in it is being subjected to a fine rain of sticky honeydew from the uneaten greenfly and when you go out there, you can feel your feet stick to the flagstones. They fall in your hair and on the laundry, leaving green smears where you flick them away. Eww.

Normally a glut of greenfly like this would attract their chief predator, ladybirds. Last year we had a similar infestation, that time of ladybird larvae – the ugly little yellow spiky buggers were falling everywhere, in the cats’ food, on the laundry, and in my tea if I sat outside – but this year, not one’s to be seen. No ants either, although we have or had at least two ant nests in the garden. I can only infer that the current glut of greenfly is due to the absence of natural predators.

So where the hell are they?

The absence of bees has already been remarked in Europe; apart from a couple of queens I saw at the end of January, the only ones I’ve seen were two dying bees that wandered into the house accidentally a month ago. This despite a mass of blossom and spring flowers that should be humming with them. But it seems it’s not just bees; missing ladybirds are a Europe-wide problem too. The Independent has one possible explanation for their disappearance:

British ladybirds face rapid extinction after invasion by an Asian interloper By Jonathan Brown and Michael McCarthy
Published: 27 December 2005

They have a special place in the hearts of children. They’re beloved by gardeners as natural pest controllers. But say goodbye to Britain’s ladybirds, many of which are now facing extinction within a few short years.

In what is probably the worst case of havoc caused by an invasive species the UK has ever seen, a whole group of British ladybird species is likely to be wiped in short order out by an aggressive foreign interloper, which will also become a major pest.

Harmonia axyridis, the harlequin ladybird from Asia, was first detected in Britain in September last year and known to be a threat to familiar species of our own such as the two-spot and the seven-spot ladybirds, by outcompeting them for the aphids on which they feed – and also by eating them directly.

But scientists have recently realised it is having an effect more quickly than anticipated. Those shiny bright red beetles with their black spots, which generations of children have delighted in, and which gardeners have so long relied on to deal with the aphids (greenfly) eating their roses, will soon be a thing of the past.

Britain’s leading ladybird expert, Michael Majerus from Cambridge University, says the harlequin, which has come into Britain from continental Europe, either in flower or vegetable imports, or by flying in directly, poses a dire threat to half of Britain’s 46 species. He thinks most of the country will be overrun by 2008, and native species will start to disappear immediately.

Although other non-native species have caused severe problems with British wildlife – for example, the grey squirrel from North America has driven out the native red squirrel – Britain has not so far seen a foreign invader destroy a whole suite of other species, as the harlequin is now likely to do.

“In ecological terms, this is a disaster,” Dr Majerus said. “I don’t know of a worse one.”

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They were also introduced into Belgium and by 2000 had become a danger in the Netherlands too. And we clever humans, masters of nature, did it. Doesn’t it make you proud?

You know, I could spend all day taking cynical snarky potshots at the walking human disasters we’ve been afflicted with over the past ten years or so, it’s just so easy to do. How can you not, when you have the likes of Laura Bush, bleating through her valium haze that ‘no-one has suffered as much’ over Iraq as she and her husband have?

But while we snark away, lots of small ecological disasters accumulate.

A plague of aphids is irritating and the disappearance of ladybirds, ants and bees is an annoyance in a tiny, manicured city garden like ours; but this isn’t just about the inconvenience to vanity gardeners like me. This disappearance of common native species is about the way tiny changes instigated by well-meaning humans can have a disastrous effect on whole ecological systems. Add global warming to this human meddling and it starts to affect major food crops.

Greenfly: less an irritation, more a pending humanitarian crisis.

[*Lieveheersbeestje: the Dutch word for ladybird/ladybug: it means ‘the dear lord’s little creature’. Awww. There’s much more about ladbybirds and the wildlife of Dutch/Belgian gardens from Michel Vuijlsteke, here]

Oh Jonah, And You A Married Man Too.

Given the general pulchritude of the onboard entertainment, we may be seeing even more posts like this one from Cruise Critic folllowing the National Review’s 2007 Arctic cruise:

Pinkly Smooth
Cool Cruiser
Join Date: Oct 2006

Hmm, when was that NRO 2006 Rhine cruise exactly?

Posts: 94
My first onboard romance.

Hello everyone. I’m new here and I just got back from my first cruise and was lucky enough to engage in an onboard romance with an amazing crew member.

It was pretty much love at first sight and we spent the better part of the cruise hanging out with eachother at every available opportunity. Luckily for both of us, he was part of the entertainment staff and hanging out with the passengers was a huge part of his job. When he’d get his schedule the night before, he’s show it to me and ask me to show up at all of the activities he was hosting for the day. On top of that, I spent an hour with him everyday while he did his library duty and he met up with me after he was off at the bar every night.

It was amazing and wonderful, and at the end he gave me his email to keep in touch with him. I’m not exactly sure what to expect out of it, but he made several mentions of visiting me when his contract ends and even asked me to wait for him. I suppose now it’s time to play the “waiting game” and see what happens.

Anyone who can offer some friendly/not so friendly advice or words of wisdom?

I got off the ship on October 13th and sent him an email on Tuesday, still no response. I understand that he’s very busy.

Of course he’s busy, DUH. Those Corner posts and magnum opuses about liberal fascism don’t just write themselves, you know.

(Shorter) Frank Luntz: “I Helped Kill The Planet….Ooops, Silly Me!”

Luntz playbook

Does right-wing pollster propaganda-monger Frank Luntz, currently trying his luck in London, even comprehend the damage he has done in his flamboyant and greedy quest for fortune, influence and beltway insiderdom?

From a profile of Luntz in this morning’s Independent :

The man they called George Bush’s polling guru is also upset to be linked to an unpopular leader, and a string of discredited neo-con policies, such as (certain aspects of) the Iraq war, and the US withdrawal from the Kyoto Protocol on climate change.

He adopts a mea culpa approach to the latter, admitting to a degree of regret for having written a famously controversial memo advising Republicans how to rebut the science of global warming.

“Seven years ago there was a real battle over whether the earth was going through global warming,” says Luntz. “Now I don’t believe there is. I’m willing to accept the science as it is. I would not have written that memo today.”

Oh well, that’s all right then.

Luntz – a bloody paid pollster, for god’s sake, elected by no-one and accountable to no-one – by his own admission deliberately discouraged the world’s biggest contributor to global warming from doing anything about it. Now it’s too late.

Mea culpa? That fat fuckwit doesn’t know the meaning of the words. If he were really taking responsibility for what he’s done, he’d be committing public, ritual suicide by drowning himself in melting glacier water, not prancing about London sucking up to that murderer Bibi Netanyahu like some starstruck high-school kid spotting a jock.

“Bibi!” he shouts, rushing from the bar like an excited schoolchild. “I know him! I know that guy! Will you please excuse me a minute? I gotta say hello… Hey… Hey, Bibi!”

Five minutes later, Luntz returns triumphantly to our table. “You should have come,” he declares. “Netanyahu came in, and I said ‘hello’, and we talked. I did some work for him once, and he remembered. You see? I really do know these people!”

I can’t believe anyone in the British press or at the BBC takes this dangerous, self-interested clown seriously and furthermore I think British license-fee payers should be questioning why their hard-earned money is going into the pockets of such a blatant paid neocon-enabler and shill for Bushco.

You can make complaints to the BBC here.