Am I the only one who didn’t make the trip out to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix?
Yeah, sorry, I know – the world’s going to hell in a handbasket and I really ought to drum up some concern but my mind’s still reeling from news of all the Pottermania. I still have absolutely no use for the movies but I’m a curious little cat and I must say all this buzz is making me wonder.
Anyhoo, above is Daniel Radcliffe, Harry Potter and richest teen in Britain, in his starring turn in the play Equus. Hey, if I was making 50 million before my 18th birthday playing a boy wizard, I’d be a little scared of getting typecast too – and everybody knows riding a horse naked on stage is the surefire way to avoid that.
Okay, so back to the real world wherein Indian doctor Mohammad Haneef is currently languishing in jail in an Australian jail. In the beginning, the understanding was that he might be involved in the failed UK terror plot of a few weeks ago (Aussie media carried reports of how Haneef was going to detonate the bombs from Australia by using his cell phone – Aussie police shot those suggestions down but al Qaeda called and said, “Thanks, Aussie media. That’s a great suggestion!”).
Turns out the only thing Haneef did wrong was that he wasn’t a bigger Nosy Parker – had he only been the kind of relative none of us wants around us, he might be visiting his family in Bangalore today. So the Aussie police charged him for being “reckless” in passing on a SIM card i.e. he had no fucking idea what that SIM card was going to be used for but because he passed it on, he “recklessly” aided a terror attack.
The Aussie court that heard the charge set him a bail because, um, apparently you still can’t send people to jail for the crime of being born in the same family as a terrorist. So the Aussie government immediately revoked his visa for failing a “character” test.
Welcome to the 21st century folks – here, passing on a SIM card automatically makes you “characterless” (say it in full Amitabh Bachchan from Chupke Chupke accent to fully appreciate the charge).
All this made my head hurt, so I went over to the Mad Momma’s blog coz I figured raising a kid or two must be harder than sitting around feeling mad. And found her asking questions too!
“Are you where you planned to be?” she asks. I told her yes but on further thought, I think I’m where I’m suited to be.
My original plan was to become a forger. However, once my mother helpfully pointed out the possibility of jail, I decided I’d become a doctor instead. Unfortunately, that’s a lot of hard work and yucky besides so I decided I’d study hard, get my doctorate by the time I turned 27, marry, travel for a bit, have two kids and die by the time I was thirty three or so because let’s face it – thirty? That’s way old.
Funny thing, though. Thirty isn’t all that far away now and it doesn’t look like the end of the line anymore. Hmmm.
It looks like the end of the line for someone else though: John McCain. Pity, coz with all his faults, he was still the one person in the Republican lineup that I liked. (Well, Ron Paul too but how realistic a chance does he have?)
And to close things up, here’s Apu with a post on the hemlines of airline stewardesses. Happy Monday, everybody!