It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.


2004-07-15

There are a couple of disturbing thoughts in the news today.
Palestinian children are being taught to kill Israelis. I keep trying not to just take Israel's side in this conflict. It is the politically correct thing to do. Is this a matter of culture shock? is it considered normal in Muslim cultures to teach children to kill? I know this is not the only place it happens. I've heard stories of young men in Africa roaming around on trucks with mounted machine guns taking what and who they want.
First, there is a note about a sex scandal in Saudi Arabia. A prominent young member of a prominent family quite prominently had his driver sexually assault (rape?) his ex in a car. They filmed the whole thing with a phone and passed it around to a bunch of people. They could face the death penalty for taking part in the assault. That is not the most memorable part of the article to me. Part of it mentions that camera phones are baned in the entire country. Regardless of the ban, they are quite popular.
On a lighter note, too many rules make for people not listening to any of the rules.

Alarms
At work we have alarm tests on the first Monday of every month. They have announcements before and after warning you it is coming. It is annoying, but necessary. Whatever you do, don't get caught in the stair well when the alarm goes off. It will blow your ear drums.
A buddy of mine had an alarm put in with motion detectors. They had several false alarms. When the company narrowed it down to a faulty sensor, he found out a spider had gotten into the sealed unit from the factory. The little creature would pass by the lens occasionally and set off the alarm. This anecdote did make me find out some spiders can live for several years without eating.
A friend of mine just sent me an email. Her parents are going through a divorce and she just activated the alarm for the first time in four years or so. (Why have they been paying the alarm bill for four years?)  She went to let the dog out and of course, set off the alarm. The alarm company called expecting a password. No password means a cop will have to come by and look at her ID. Well, that might cost money, so the alarm company calls her mom on her mobile (I hope it is still the same number after four years.) her mom is at a happy hour. I wish I had a little spider in her phone listening to that conversation.

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