Russian affairs; no affairs more hardcore.

'This play is dedicated to the memory of the anti-government journalist Georgi Gongadze, whose headless body was found in the year 2000 in the Ukraine.'

Yipes. That is one hell of a quote.

For those of you interested, that is the dedication for The UN Inspector, a play assuming Russia gives a toss what the UN thinks. And since sometimes blogs can be quite intellectual, I figured maybe I should add in some interesting current affairs. And there are no current affairs scarier than Russian current affairs.

Basically, Third President of the Russian Federation Dmitry Medvedev has sacked the mayor of Moscow with the backing of President Putin. This may sound relatively small to the culture we're used to; this is similar to Nick Clegg sacking Boris Johnson with the backing of David Cameron. A surprise, and something of a let down since Boris Johnson is just a brilliant man, but no biggie.

Not in Russia, however. In Russia, they reckon that since this Mayor has many powerful connections and is a leader of many people, Russia may become enveloped in Civil War. Putin pretty much leads the army and right now is not to be messed with even with his own soldiers. And the Mayor's connections make him about equally matched.

And the crazy thing is, when we think of Terrorist, screwed up Russia, we think of Stalin's murdering of several million of his own men. At the very least we think of 10 years ago back to that Journalist. But being honest, we live in a pretty scary world and I think we're lucky that even within that world we live in Britain. It was only 2000 when that guy was shot and had his body burned to the point where his mother couldn't identify him. And it was 2008 when that guy was killed with polonium, poisoned in a café of all places!

We live in a pretty terrifying world. And I figured this might be an interesting update on affairs that clings rebelliously to one's mind.

Joshy.

Tumblogbookspace.

Hello all,

Well, seeing the variety of forms in which express themselves via the internet reminded my of my blog! This used to be a place I would post all sorts of ridiculous thoughts and ideas from the lower echelons of society & intelligence to my feelings only a few weeks in with my brilliant Helen. I felt compelled to follow the herd as it tumblrs (get it?) past with a varying complexity and strangeness of people's thoughts and feelings. And perhaps some cool, deep, broodable black and white photos. A picture is a thousand words, so you could say these Tumblr accounts have been used liberally.

Well, I've rambled for a substantial amount of time. But had I anything interesting to say, I would be hosting some kind of Seminar, or posting it somewhere where the whole world might be in awe. But this is an old blog with the dust blown off and I doubt very much that people will read it.

Eitherway, I am very lucky to be able to write like this; I believe the word is, eloquent. I love being able to be in higher sets of school, get grades I'm happy with or when I'm not know how I need to achieve and push further. But mainly, I'm glad I have so many good friends, good people around me that I can talk to in such a similar way. Take Jamie and Alex, par example. They are wonderful friends, and being honest, since a recent chat Jamie is a man much more decent than I thought him to be. And Jamie is very bright, educating, and a great person to be around. Sometimes I'd like to think I am educating to him, about reasoning for things and about, to some degree, rationalisation of what goes on around us.

And Alex, who I can never falter to talk to about Herbert from Family Guy, but likewise has a brilliantly intellectual mind and I feel like these are people I can talk to about anything I would ever choose. These people are brilliant people, and most of all, these people are my friends, who I will admire and respect for I hope, the rest of my life.

And then there is Helen, and there is never a day goes by that I don't see how lucky I am to be with her. This may sound like a lot of crap to you, but Helen is something incredible in my life that I will always try so hard never to lose. There is something very special about being with someone like that, someone who you can hold close and love and cherish and everything that goes with it. There is something very special about having someone like Helen.

So, Sit-Rep. I love my friends. And I love Helen.

Thanks for readin',

Joshy

The UN Inspector

Hello all,

Today, I had YAC (as I do every saturday) and we had a read through of the play, just sitting down. I've come to the conclusion that it's a very funny play, with lots of interesting irony (inc. dramatic irony) and great one liners like 'Get the mob and throw them in prison! There's space now I've realised all the rapists'. If you're available over Christmas, I recommend you come and see it, since it'd be a good laugh and it would nice to have some support.

In a nutshell, it's a corrupt Russian Government that have been fairly busy lining their own pocket with huge sums of money, rigging elections, and the Ministers have been doing all sorts of corrupt activities, like using the yet unopened (because they have no money) hospital as a film set for a popular soap and beating up those who oppose the government. They get word that a UN Inspector is due to arrive to check how they are running the country. Peter Robchinski and Peter Dobchinksi, two aides of the President, find a 'smart' looking man in a Marriott Hotel, believing him to be the UN Inspector, and immediately the President begins to spend tens of thousands of pounds on this over-the-top, arrogant Estate Agent called Martin Gammon.

Everything goes a bit balls-up. But it's very funny, so I recommend you come, see and enjoy.

I'm trying to write a blog post a day, since I do enjoy it, and I thought it would be interesting to write about the play in case anyone was tempted to come and see it.

Joshy xx

Rekindling.

Hello all,

Rekindling is the theme of this. After all, I've just spent one of the most wonderful evening. The ol' crew! No bitching, no competition, no stupid stuff. How brilliant is that?!

Eitherway, thinking of bringing that back reminded me of the blogging craze, which I shall now 'rekindle'.

Anyway, this evening. It was brilliant. Everyone was really getting on, we had the pool (nice and warm, apart from the DAMN HOSE) and we were having a great laugh. There are plenty of photos on facebook obviously, the inevitable result of girl + camera, but hey, so what, we had a great night. There was no horrible stuff, no need to make an impression, no little snippets of favouritism. I mean, being honest, our friendship group's sort of bothering me at the moment. I have the wonderful Helen, of course, and Alex and Jamie who I couldn't live without. And...the others in the group, I think they like me, but in their own way. And that way gives the impression that really, they don't care about me in the slightest. There's so much, that's better than me, like being funny, or attractive, or brilliantly sporty, or just interesting. And it was starting to get to me lately, making me feel a bit down, until after tonight, when I realised I have plenty of friends. I even worried about one particular person, who tonight proved that we are, and can be very good friends. It was a great laugh, in particular mine & Jamie's YAC penguin warm up.

It was a truly brilliant evening :)

Well, this writing has been pretty bad. But it's been a while.

I need to post more.

Joshy xx