New think-tank…new blog
Its called Progressive Vision and its run by an ole mate of this blog’s author Shane Frith. I have known Shane for quite a few years; first meeting him on the interternational politics scene. If he is involved it should be something quite interesting. Head over and take a look. The top blog post about the direction of the British Liberal Democrats is quite a ponderer.
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That’s right folks. You read it correctly. Cats & dogs are living together, and in other news Steve Jobs has, via Apple’s ‘Hot News’ page, announced that Apple will, FINALLY, support third-party development of native applications for the iPhone.
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A guy walks into the street and manages to hail a taxi just as it’s passing by. He hops into the taxi, and the cabby says, “Perfect timing. You’re just like Frank.”Read more No commentsPassenger: “Who?”
Cabby: “Frank. Frank Feldman. He’s a guy who did everything right, all the time. Like my coming along just when you needed a cab, things happened like that to Frank each and every single time.”
Passenger: “Yeah, but there are always a few clouds over everybody.”
Cabby: “Not over Frank. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was just one amazing guy.”
Passenger: “Sounds like he was something really special.”
Cabby: “Oh, there’s more. He had a memory like a computer. Could remember everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank, he could do everything right.”
Passenger. “Wow, some guy then.”
Cabby: “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams, not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake. Never.”
Passenger. “Mmm, there’s not many like him around.”
Cabby: “And he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good and never answer her back, even if she was in the wrong. And his clothing was always immaculate, his shoes highly polished—like mirrors, they were. Frank was the Perfect Man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.”
Passenger: “An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?”
Cabby: “Well, I never actually met Frank.”
Passenger: “Then how do you know so much about him?”
