THE HANDSTAND

JULY 2003

..TALL TALES............


WHAT I LEARNED GROWING UP IN AMERICA ...

From http://www.dawnpisturino.com/committee_for_direct_democracy.htm:

1. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE!

2. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE!

3. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE!

4. Money is more important than people.

5. Objects are more important than people.

6. Business profits are more important than human needs.

7. Money buys power and political clout.

8. Politicians are liars, cowards, and cheats.

9. The Christian religion loves money more than people.

10. White Christian culture is the only "right" culture.

11. White males are more important than women and children of any
race.

12. Poverty is a crime. Welfare was invented by poor people.

13. American soldiers must die in wars to protect corporate profits.

14. Image is more important than substance.

15. Illusion is more important than reality.

16. Democracy is a sham.

    Dawn Pisturino


Operation Enduring Freedom - the Sequel,
Excerpt
By Mark Steel
www.indepedent.co.uk
19 June 2003
Tediously and inevitably, each day a senior American makes a statement about how dreadful the Iranians are, and the whole process we've just been through appears to have started all over again. The Americans are like a posh couple who've just moved into somewhere new. Having bought up Afghanistan and Iraq, they're thinking, "Why don't we knock through into the next bit and make it all into one? We'll have so much space."

The most disappointing side to the accusations against Iran is they're so lazy. Accusing them of secretly hiding a weapons programme and aiding terrorists is so 2002. Perhaps the Pentagon has a standard letter to send to all countries they're preparing to attack, similar to the sort you get from a bank - "Dear..., it has come to our attention that on the ... you assisted al-Qa'ida and hid some anthrax. You have left us no option ...."

Or maybe they're like a film-maker contracted to make a sequel but who can't be bothered to think of any original ideas. Most of the characters will stay the same but some might change, so they may already be auditioning for someone to take over the role of the amiable but meaningless chief weapons inspector.

The genius of the current lies about Iran is they're flowing while the almost identical set of lies told about Iraq are still unravelling......Just like Amritsar, or Derry, or Vietnam, the daily annoyance of foreign troops stalking arrogantly through their neighbourhood has provoked a response.



Millionaire

Mick appeared on the Newfoundland version of "Who Wants To Be A  Millionaire"  and towards the end of the program had already won $500,000.

  "You've done very well so far," said the show's presenter, "but for $1  million you've only got one lifeline left - phone a friend. Everything is  riding on this question......will you go for it?"

  "Sure," said Mick. "I'll have a go!"

  "OK. The question is: which of the following birds does NOT build it's own  nest?
(a) Robin, (b) Sparrow, (c) cuckoo, or (d) thrush."

  "I haven't got a clue," said Mick, "so I'll use my last lifeline and phone  my friend Gerry back home in Come-Bye-Chance."

  Mick called up his mate, told him the circumstances and repeated the question to him.

  "Fookin ell, Mick!" cried Gerry. "Dat's just simple loogic......it's a  cuckoo."

  "Are you sure, Paddy?" asked Mick. "I'm fookin sure."

  Mick hung up the phone and told the TV presenter, "I'll go with cuckoo as my  answer."

  "Is that your final answer?" asked the host.

  "Dat it is, Sir."

  There was a long, long pause, then the presenter screamed, "Cuckoo" is the  correct answer! Mick, you've won $1 million!"

The next night, Mick invited Paddy to their local pub to buy him a drink.

  "Tell me, Paddy? How in God's name did you know it was the cuckoo that doesn't build its own nest? I mean you know fook-all about birds."

"Fer fooks sake!" laughed Paddy. "Everybody knows a fookin cuckoo  lives in a clock!"



A philosophy professor demonstratively picked up an empty mayonnaise jar, and having filled it with rocks, earnestly asked the class if the jar were full......

They murmured their agreement indeed it was. The philosopher then put in some pebbles and shook the jar. The pebbles slipped down bwteen the spaces and deposited themselves fittingly between the rocks. Asked a second time if the jar were full, the class laughed at their first mistake and agreed that now it was full. The professor raised his bushy eyebrows, and with a doleful look, picked up a bucket of sand and poured it into the jar. “Now,” he expatiated, “I want you to recognise that this is your life. The rocks are the important things, your spouse, your children, your health, your integrity, your conscience. If everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still have fullness and meaning. The pebbles though material matter less: house and car, professional honours and social acclaim, fame and fortune. The sand is everything else. If you put the sand into the jar first, there will be no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend your energy on the trivia of diversions and distractions and other ephemeral delights, you’ll never have room for the things that are critical to your happiness. So, play with your children, take time to get medical checkups, take your partner out dancing. Take care of the rocks first, the rest is sand.” Just then, an Australian student swaggered to the rostrum and taking the jar everyone had agreed was full proceeded to pour into it a glass of beer. The beer filled all of the remaining spaces, making the jar for the first time truly full. “Which is the greater full now?” he crowed. It just goes to show that no matter how full your life there’s always room for a beer.

(THANKS TO Tony Lee, Raja Mattar and THE BEARS)