You can't take it with you

Over at Big Lychee, a commenter holds forth on the topic of Hongkongers' widely-expressed reactions to the death and deprivation in the Philippines in the wake of the recent typhoon:

HKers abject lack of compassion for victims of the typhoon, and rather venal approach to the bus tragedy, is shameful. I believe the resentment comes from the fact that the Filipinos who live here reflect an uncomfortable truth: you can be happy, you can experience joy, without constant striving for material wealth. And when HKers witness this – joy for the sake of joy – it makes it so much harder to pretend that the new car, apartment, gourmet meal, fulfills and satisfies the soul.
And so, rather than using the uncomfortable feeling to spur contemplation of the nature of true happiness and life fulfillment, HKers choose to judge and hate and deny the only really happy people who live here. Sad.

Gravity

We (that is, EXPLODATRON) have a done a new song, called Gravity
Why not give it a listen?
It's about space stuff, although that might all be a metaphor for human relationships - it usually is!

Remembrance Day

The man on the right of this photo had the same name as me, give or take a middle name. In 1942, aged 23, he was shot down with the rest of his crew over the IJsselmeer by Reinhold Knacke, a fighter ace who would live less than a year longer himself. 

W/Ag Sergeant Thomas McGrenery's body was never found. His name is inscribed on the Air Forces Memorial at Runnymede.