Journalist Murray Sayle wrote this piece about #BloodySunday just 5 days after the murders. It was spiked by Sunday Times editor Harold Evans, but fifty years on remains an astonishingly accurate account of what the Army was up to. lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v24/…
Perhaps it was telling that it took a man from a colonised country (Australia) to recognise the British Army account for the tissue of lies that it was. And it was an unforgivably supine decision of Evans to not run the piece. Sayle did the right thing and resigned
Evans decision to withhold Sayle's research from the Widgery Tribunal doubtless also made the whitewash easier, though there was the troubling question of protecting sources. How different the course of The Troubles might have been.
Sayles was a journalist poster pin up. A man with rat like cunning and an infallible instinct for how to get to the heart of a story. He is also attributed with being the journo who coined the phrase, "I made my excuses and left".
Given all that he did in covering the Middle East, Soviet Invasion of Czech etc it is churlish to pick out an anecdote about a spat with a bean counter, but this is a gem:
After a three-month tour of the Middle East, Sayles spent several days doing his expenses.
The Sunday Times accountant would not pay for the camel he had bought in Amman for his journey to Damascus. Murray revised his expenses and re-submitted exactly the same grand total. Attached to the front page was a note saying: “Find the camel.”
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This is quite a slap in the face from Brussels for Ireland's care for the environment. It comes from the Director in charge of environmental implementation at the Commission speaking at a recent online conference.
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Four climate experts have just made statements to the Oireachtas Environment & Climate Action Committee which is considering Carbon Budgets. Some of their analysis really raises fundamental questions about whether we are getting this right at all. In no particular order ...
Ireland is subsidising fossil fuels to the tune of €2.4bn a year (CSO, 2019). At COP26 we agreed to start phasing those out, but for now Ireland plans only to produce a road map for cutting subsidies in 2024.
- Prof John Sweeney
Ireland is wealthy, educated, low population density, with great renewables potential, but according to SEAI only 11% of our energy is green. In other words 90% of it is unsustainable and we have failed to reduce our emissions since 1990.
- Prof Kevin Anderson @KevinClimate
What scientists are projecting will happen to the Thwaites Glacier in the next three to five years should be front page news everywhere today.
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The Thwaites Glacier (roughly the size of Britain) is mostly held in place by a massive shelf of ice that slows its flow in to the sea.
That ice shelf is like a chair jammed under a door handle. But now it is beginning to slip allowing the door to open.
Warmer waters are effectively melting the ice from underneath as this @nytimes graphic illustrates.
This story sent me down a late night research rabbit hole wondering how quarantines were enforced during the Black Death. A lot of it is still the same five centuries later.
In Damascus at the start of the 8th century the Arab world had already come up with an embryonic form of hospital.
They then had the good sense to build entirely separate units for the treatment of leprosy.
14th century Venetians isolated sailors on an island in the lagoon.
They hit on thirty days to see if they displayed symptoms, but then upped it to the more biblically pleasing 40 days.
I have been travelling to London since the eighties but I have never come across the volume and depth of despair as presently.
It has taken me until now to process something I saw on The Tube yesterday.
A man begging, reduced to involuntarily howling in exhausted anguish. Met with everything from indifference to anger.
From halfway down the carriage I could see straight away he’d been sleeping rough. But for days or weeks, not months. Only recently slipped between the cracks. He was steeling himself to say something, but the bowed heads and turned shoulders were putting him off.