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No that's Matt Stone - check out google images and you should find a really famous (and hilarious) pic of what looks like a college-era photo of them both. Matt Stone is the one on the left. He's the jewish one, Trey Parker is the one with straight hair. This has raised an issue - how the helll do you insert an image?

Any more than one sugar is too much, but its so hard to get a bona-fide GREAT cup of joe in this town that I have to put a little sugar in to make it drinkable. Definitely NO sugar in a homebrew though, that's the only time I get to drink to enjoy rather than to counter sleep deprevation.

Hahaha! Cheers. You mean Matt Stone right?! But yeah the Rabbi in the middle is Marv, my drummer companion. Hmmm, I feel like watching Orgazmo again now... "I am Sancho."

My word! That post was sooooo true!!!1!!1

Hey thanks, but I just got hold of one. There were two left in the shop. Cheers anyway! End thread.

I seen them when I was at a random drunken barn dance a while back. They were all a bit pissed and took forever to set up/tune, but when they started playing I loved them. Apart from that I've seen them at Tunnels and they were pretty good aswell. They do however, sound a lot like Pavement. Hmmm, maybe thats a good thing though...? Meh.

Does anyone have yesterdays Evening Express that contained a segment on the Battle of the Bands contest for entry to the Wizard festival? I missed it and would like to archive it.

1 for sale. Interested? - good price. PM me.

I feel subliminaly obliged by this thread to insert one of these :

Research complete. The guitar is still a rip-off. But I guess if people want to pretend that they are Billy Corgan (you know, bald and self-obsessed) then it's up to them.

I guess so. What goes faster a blue car or a red car?

Derren Browns book on the subject is fascinating. It's pretty much your classic placebo effect. He doesn't believe it has any effect at all and he has been doing it for years. If you believe in it it will work, but science shows that it has no real world effect. Same goes for acupuncture or other "alternative medicines".

Any self respecting musician is surely far more concerned with the sound of his/her instrument than the spray job. Except the cheaper part. It's an absolute scam, and also - Corgan didn't exactly DESIGN it did he? It's a pretty simple basic Strat design with adjustments that you could do yourself for quarter the price. Frankly I find the general concept of imitating your "favorite" artist really silly. Try a bit of free-thinking and work out what suits your own playing style instead of being subservant to an infantile marketing con. Edit: Hang on - Jan did you actually buy this?

Yeah ticket prices are ridiculously high for this one. This is mainly because we are dealing with Radiohead here - and obsessed Radiohead fans (is there another kind?) will foolishly pay anything that Thom Yorke demands of them. Still, I can't fucking wait.

Yeah its the same old Richard D. James "yet another pseudonym" tactic, but well worth buying. It may mess with your SAW2 vibe though, its a bit more frantic and ... er ... "analoguey".

I've been listening to The Tuss EP since it came out and it's still fucking brilliant. The first track has an infuriatingly infectious acid bassline that "gets me everytime". Hmmm, generic. Anyway; Is it too early to say that this EP is Rich's best work?

I agree with you on ending the monarchy for obvious reasons (hereditary rule and automatic entitlement are WELL old school) but apart from getting rid of the Queen, what's your grand plan after that? As an alleged political standard setter you seem to fall short of raising any real substantial policies. Is ending the Monarchy the biggest issue you could muster? Surely employing a stylist is of greater importance.

Metal Gear is all about the cut-scenes and the series relies so heavily on plot/character development that it would be a disappointment to end it (this is the last game to feature Solid Snake/possibly the last game full stop!) as just an action game. I for one am glad that they (Konami) have stayed true to their roots.

Yeah, if only all book reviews went like that one. "The book is good." "The book isn't good." Such insight!

Yeah you win Stripey - that review was far more enlightening and relevant.

Perhaps the last paragraph of this fine review rings a bell. "There is much fluttering in the dovecots of the deluded, and Christopher Hitchens is one of those responsible. Another is the philosopher A. C. Grayling. I recently shared a platform with both. We were to debate against a trio of, as it turned out, rather half-hearted religious apologists (Of course I dont believe in a God with a long white beard, but . . .). I hadnt met Hitchens before, but I got an idea of what to expect when Grayling emailed me to discuss tactics. After proposing a couple of lines for himself and me, he concluded, . . . and Hitch will spray AK47 ammo at the enemy in characteristic style. Graylings engaging caricature misses Hitchenss ability to temper his pugnacity with old-fashioned courtesy. And spray suggests a scattershot fusillade, which underestimates the deadly accuracy of his marksmanship. If you are a religious apologist invited to debate with Christopher Hitchens, decline. His witty repartee, his ready-access store of historical quotations, his bookish eloquence, his effortless flow of well-formed words, beautifully spoken in that formidable Richard Burton voice (the whole performance not dulled by other equally formidable Richard Burton habits), would threaten your arguments even if you had good ones to deploy. A string of reverends and theologians ruefully discovered this during Hitchenss barnstorming book tour around the United States. With characteristic effrontery, he took his tour through the Bible Belt states the reptilian brain of southern and middle America, rather than the easier pickings of the countrys cerebral cortex to the north and down the coasts. The plaudits he received were all the more gratifying. Something is stirring in that great country. America is far from the know-nothing theocracy that two terms of Bush, and various misleading polls, had led us to fear. Does the buckle of the Bible Belt conceal some real guts? Are the ranks of the thoughtful coming out of the closet and standing up to be counted? Yes, and Hitchenss atheist colleagues on the American bestseller list have equally encouraging tales to tell. God Is Not Great is a coolly angry book, but there are good laughs too; for example, Hitchenss hilarious account of how Malcolm Muggeridge launched the Mother Teresa brand upon the world with his story that, while the BBC struggled to film her under low-light conditions, she spontaneously glowed. The cameraman later told Hitchens the true explanation of the miracle the ultra-sensitivity of a new type of film from Kodak but Muggeridge fatuously wrote: I myself am absolutely convinced that the technically unaccountable light is, in fact, the Kindly Light that Cardinal Newman refers to in his well-known exquisite hymn. Hitchens also offers an extremely funny brief history of Mormonism: how it was invented from scratch by Joseph Smith, a nineteenth-century charlatan who wrote his book in sixteenth-century English, claiming to have translated the text from plates of gold which conveniently ascended into heaven before anyone else could see them. Even the amanuenses to whom the illiterate Smith dictated had to sit behind a curtain lest they should catch a glimpse and be struck dead. Do you know anyone so gullible? Yet today, Mormonism is powerful enough to field a presidential candidate, its clean-cut young missionaries patrol the world in pairs, and the Book of Mormon nestles in every Marriott hotel room. Hitchenss title alludes, of course, to those famous last words Allahu Akhbar. The subtitle has suffered from its Atlantic crossing. The American original, How religion poisons everything, is an excellent slogan, which recurs through the book and defines its central theme. The British edition substitutes the bland and pedestrian subtitle The case against religion. I referred earlier to Hitchenss old-fashioned courtesy, and that was not (entirely) a joke. You can hear it in recordings of his lectures and debates, and you can see it in the first chapter of this book, Putting It Mildly. I leave it to the faithful to burn each others churches and mosques and synagogues, which they can always be relied upon to do. When I go to the mosque, I take off my shoes. When I go to the synagogue, I cover my head. The next chapter, Religion Kills, benefits from Hitchenss experience as a war correspondent. (Others have likened him to Evelyn Waugh or Graham Greene, but my own comparison is with Waughs intrepid rogue Basil Seal, who couldnt keep out of trouble or away from the worlds trouble spots.) Publicly challenged by an American preacher to admit that, if approached by a gang of men in a dark alley, he would be reassured to learn that they had emerged from a prayer meeting, Hitchenss return volley was unplayable: Just to stay within the letter B, I have actually had that experience in Belfast, Beirut, Bombay, Belgrade, Bethlehem and Baghdad. In each case I can say absolutely, and can give my reasons, why I would feel immediately threatened if I thought that the group of men approaching me in the dusk were coming from a religious observance. He does give his reasons too, and in no case are they vulnerable to the objection But the dispute in B is tribal / political / economic, not religious. It is doubtless true that the people of B are killing each other over something more than a mere liturgical disagreement. They are pursuing hereditary vendettas, paying back economic injustices. Its all them and us stuff, yes, but how do they know who is them and who is us? Through religion, religious education, sectarian apartheid; through decades of faith-based separation, starting in kindergarten, working up through faith school and on to later life and the inculcated horror of marrying out; then, most importantly, the dutifully segregated indoctrination of the next generation. I once had a televised encounter with a leading moderate Muslim, of the kind who gets a knighthood or a peerage for not being an extremist. I publicly challenged this moderate to deny that the Muslim penalty for apostasy was death. Unable to do so (the Koran is word-for-word inerrant), he wriggled and twisted, and finally claimed that it was an unimportant detail, because never enforced. Tell that to Salman Rushdie, of whom the knighted moderate had earlier said, Death is perhaps too easy for him . . . . the literal mind does not understand the ironic mind, and sees it always as a source of danger. Moreover, Rushdie had been brought up as a Muslim and had an understanding of the Koran, which meant in effect that he was an apostate. And apostasy, according to the Koran, is punishable by death. There is no right to change religion . . . . Thus Christopher Hitchens on his friend Salman Rushdie, whom he welcomed into his Washington home and was subsequently warned by the State Department . . . to change my address and my telephone number, which seemed an unlikely way of avoiding reprisal. However, it did put me on notice of what I already knew. It is not possible for me to say, Well, you pursue your Shiite dream of a hidden imam and I pursue my study of Thomas Paine and George Orwell, and the world is big enough for both of us. The true believer cannot rest until the whole world bows the knee. Is it not obvious to all, say the pious, that religious authority is paramount, and that those who decline to recognize it have forfeited their right to exist. Hitchens invokes the Danish cartoons to discuss complicity and cowardice in the West: Islamic mobs were violating diplomatic immunity and issuing death threats against civilians, yet the response from His Holiness the Pope and the Archbishop of Canterbury was to condemn the cartoons! In my own profession, there was a rush to see who could capitulate the fastest, by reporting on the disputed images without actually showing them. And this at a time when the mass media has become almost exclusively picture-driven. Euphemistic noises were made about the need to show respect but I know quite a number of the editors concerned and can say for a certainty that the chief motive for restraint was simple fear. In other words, a handful of religious bullies and bigmouths could, so to speak, outvote the tradition of free expression in its Western heartland. While I admire Hitchenss courage, I could not condemn those editors. There are times when cowardice amounts to no more than sensible prudence. But Hitchens is surely right to despise leaders of other religions who, while under no threat, go out of their way to volunteer a gratuitous respect and sympathy for those who incite murder in the name of God. To return to Hitchens on Rushdie and the fatwa: One might have thought that such arrogant state-sponsored homicide . . . would have called forth a general condemnation. But such was not the case. In considered statements, the Vatican, the Archbishop of Canterbury, and the chief sephardic rabbi of Israel all took a stand in sympathy with the ayatollah. So did the cardinal archbishop of New York and other lesser religious figures. While they usually managed a few words in which to deplore the resort to violence, all these men stated that the main problem raised by the publication of The Satanic Verses was not murder by mercenaries but blasphemy. Moving to todays Iran (and this may go some way towards explaining his otherwise mysterious flirtation with the neocon blackguards of Washington) Hitchens notes, as I write, a version of the Inquisition is about to lay its hands on a nuclear weapon. This is an unexpected threat. Theocracy doesnt obviously nurture the sort of cultural and educational advancement that goes with modern scientific inventiveness. Hitchens develops his point with respect to September 11, 2001, when from Afghanistan the holy order was given to annex two famous achievements of modernism the high-rise building and the jet aircraft and use them for immolation and human sacrifice. The succeeding stage, very plainly announced in hysterical sermons, was to be the moment when apocalyptic nihilists coincided with Armageddon weaponry. Faith-based fanatics could not design anything as useful or beautiful as a skyscraper or a passenger aircraft. But, continuing their long history of plagiarism, they could borrow and steal these things and use them as a negation. While my own primary concern as a scientist has been with religions claims about the cosmos and the sources of life, Hitchens restricts such matters to two short chapters. Where he really comes into his own is with the evils that are done in the name of religion: religion poisons everything. His list is pretty comprehensive. There is a good chapter on religion as child abuse; another on religion as a health hazard, which doesnt fail to mention those Roman Catholic priests, including at least two cardinals and an archbishop, who solemnly told their flocks, in African countries ravaged by AIDS, that condoms transmit the virus. Reviewers have variously described Hitchens as an equal opportunity atheist, an equal opportunity embarrasser (of all religions), an equal opportunity ranter, and an equal opportunity bigot. He is certainly not a bigot, nor does he rant (any critic of religion, no matter how mild, is automatically assumed to rant). But it is true, as another reviewer of God Is Not Great has put it, that it is ecumenical in its contempt for religion. Even Buddhism, which is often praised as a cut above the rest, gets both barrels. It is no surprise that Hitchenss chapter The Nightmare of the Old Testament effortlessly lives up to its name. The next one, despite its promising title (The New Testament Exceeds the Evil of the Old) is more about the unreliability of the texts than about any evil to match the admittedly high standards of the Pentateuch. Many Gospel stories were invented to fulfil Old Testament prophecies, and the shameless candour with which their authors admit it is almost endearing: All this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet . . .. The real evil of the New Testament gets a chapter to itself: that is, the divine-scapegoat theory of Jesuss crucifixion, as vicarious atonement for original sin (the past sin of Adam who had never existed, and the future sins of people like us who didnt yet exist but were presumed to have every intention of sinning when our time came). Hitchens is quick to note the similarity of Christianity to extinct cults. Jesus slots right into a cosmopolitan catalogue of virgin births along with Horus, Mercury, Krishna, Attis, Perseus, Romulus and, incongruously, Genghis Khan. Is it Jungian atavism, shrewd PR, or sheer accident that leads the inventors of cults, and the religions into which they mature, to conjure their gods out of virgin wombs, like so many rabbits out of hats? Jesuss case was abetted by a simple mistranslation from the Hebrew for young woman into the Greek for virgin. One of Hitchenss central themes is that gods are made by man, rather than the other way around. A related theme is plagiarism: monotheistic religion is a plagiarism of a plagiarism of a hearsay, of an illusion, extending all the way back to a fabrication of a few nonevents. A pair of chapters explores The Tawdriness of the Miraculous and the widespread fallacy that we derive our morals from religious rules such as the Ten Commandments. As Hitchens witheringly puts it, does anybody seriously think that, before Moses delivered the tablet inscription Thou shalt not kill, his people had thought it a good idea to do so? I said that Hitchens comes into his own on the evils that are done in the name of religion: in the name of is important. You cant just point to evil or indeed good individuals who happen to be religious. The case to be made is that people do evil (or good) because they are religious. Crusaders and jihadis are by their own lights good. They do evil things (by our lights) because their faith drives them to it. The nineteen murderers of September 11 scrupulously washed, perfumed and shaved their whole bodies in preparation for the martyrs paradise, as they set off on what they sincerely, truly, prayerfully believed was a supremely righteous mission. If ever a man embodied evil it was Adolf Hitler. He never renounced his Roman Catholicism, and affirmed his Christianity throughout his life, but unlike, say, Torquemada or a typical crusader or conquistador, he did not do his horrible deeds in the name of Christianity. Another deeply evil man, Joseph Stalin, was probably an atheist but, again, he didnt do evil because he was an atheist, any more than he, or Hitler, or Saddam Hussein, did evil because they had moustaches. Hitchens is especially good on the idiotic challenge Stalin and Hitler were atheists, what dyou say to that? doubtless after plenty of practice. Stalin, Hitler and the others may not have been religious themselves, but they understood the ingrained religiosity of their subjects, and exploited it gratefully. Hitchens makes the point only briefly in the book, but he has enlarged upon it in later speeches and interviews: For hundreds of years, millions of Russians had been told the head of state should be a man close to God, the Czar, who was head of the Russian Orthodox Church as well as absolute despot. If youre Stalin, you shouldnt be in the dictatorship business if you cant exploit the pool of servility and docility thats ready-made for you. The task of atheists is to raise people above that level of servility and credulity. The point applies again to Kim Jong Il (the Dear Leader) and to his late father, Kim Il Sung (the Great Leader), who is still the Eternal President of North Korea, despite having died in 1994. Hitchens has personal experience of North Korea, and his observations on its modern cult of ancestor worship are the sort of thing he does best. Having failed myself to find anything to complain about, I thought it my duty to examine other reviews in the hope of uncovering something negative to say. Most of them have been favourable, but Matt Buchanan, in the course of an otherwise rave review in the Sydney Morning Herald, hit home with this: He is also occasionally guilty of crassness. For example: In the very recent past we have seen the Church of Rome befouled by its complicity in the unpardonable sin of child rape, or as it might be phrased in Latin form, no child's behind left. Hitchens squanders a lot of trust with that vulgar lapse: readers suddenly catch sight of him chortling at his desk and its not pretty, or funny, and it impugns his seriousness elsewhere. An undeniable lapse but not a characteristic one. The slightly odd habit of downsizing self-important leaders by calling them mammals is a lesser error of tone that might be corrected in a future edition. Peter Hitchens begins his negative review in the Daily Mail quite well (Am I my brothers reviewer?), but the substance of his complaint seems to be that Christopher is as confident in his disbelief as any fundamentalist is confident in his belief. The answer to the familiar accusation of atheist fundamentalism is plain enough. The onus is not on the atheist to demonstrate the non-existence of the invisible unicorn in the room, and we cannot be accused of undue confidence in our disbelief. The devout churchgoer recites the Nicene Creed weekly, enumerating a detailed and precise list of things he positively believes, with no more evidence than supports the unicorn. Now thats overconfidence. By contrast, the atheist says the humble thing: of all the millions of possible entities that one might imagine, I believe only in those for which there is evidence trombones, pelicans and electrons, say, but not unicorns or leprechauns, not Thor with his hammer, not Ganesh the elephant god, not the Holy Ghost. The second commonest complaint from reviewers is that Christopher Hitchens attacks bad religion. Real religion (the religion the reviewer subscribes to) is immune to such criticism. Here is the theologian Stephen Prothero in the Washington Post: To read this oddly innocent book as gospel is to believe that ordinary Catholics are proud of the Inquisition . . . and that ordinary Jews cheer when a renegade Orthodox rebbe sucks the blood off a freshly circumcised penis. This complaint, too, is familiar, and the answer (even when the point is not exaggerated, as it is by Prothero) is obvious. If only all religions were as humane and as nuanced as yours, gentle theologian, all would be well, and Hitchens would not have needed to write this book. But come down to earth in the real world: in Islamabad, say, in Jerusalem, or in Hitchenss home town, Washington DC, where the President of the most powerful nation on earth takes his marching orders directly from God. Channel-hop your television in any American hotel room, look aghast at the huge sums of money subscribed to build megachurches, at museums depicting dinosaurs walking with men, and see what I mean. Finally, there are those critics who cant resist the ad hominem blow: Dont you know Christopher Hitchens supported the invasion of Iraq? But so what? Im not reviewing his politics, Im reviewing his book. And what a splendid, boisterously virile broadside of a book it is."

The book deals more in a critical analysis of the religious texts and is concerned with the truth and authenticity of the texts rather than the outcomes of their widespread teachings and existence. He does believe that religion inclines people towards violence and blind submission to authority, but that war is inate and would exist without religion even if it were possible to elimate religion, which he thinks is impossible. Pros and cons come a distinct second to truth or falsehood.

Yup. So back to the book.

Oh I see - you would like to address this thread one point at a time, and presumably chronologically. Right Ok - here we go. First - You entered and immediately changed the subject from the book about Religion to War and gave no reply or acknowledgement to the fact that Hitchens supports only one aspect of Bush's administration and not the man himself. Second - You gave no reply or acknowledgement to the fact that you were "throwing out the baby with the crib" in your pre-emptive criticism of a non speculative, factual and historical book you haven't even read. Third - The ties with Afghanistan and Iraq are beyond doubt now. Unfortunately I was one of those guys whose main stand on the war originally was that of Iraq being unconnected to Afghanistan but my arguement was since crushed. Surely you were of the position that Afghanistan needed to be consolidated as a country first before entering Iraq? I was asking what you would do. Which is the thing you seem reluctant to shine any light on despite tirelessly criticising others. You seem to be against genocide, but have a problem with us taking out a Genocidal War Criminal. So if you would care to mull over these points and then grace them with your customarily brief and selectively muddled replies. Actually - you can have the last word - I'm returning to talking about the book from here-on. Come back when you have read it.

I agree about Weckl - which is why I said only if you like technique. This is fast decending into arguement so I'll just reclarify my original post. IN MY BOOK those drummers are quite poor - and by uninfluential I mean they have influenced more safe boring drummers instead of new breeds and genres. I personally prefer electronic percussion. No-one controls a beat like AFX.