This video captures the amazing moment when Robert (Bobby) Kennedy went out into the streets of Indianapolis's African-American ghetto to inform the community that the civil rights movement leader Martin Luther King had been assassinated by a white man. Apart from being a gifted orator, Bobby’s message was a beautiful one which went to the heart of what MLK stood for.
Let’s go back four years. We were living in a rented flat in Hackney; five of us all fellow Yorkshire friends from way back trying to make it in the big smoke. The place was dire. Mould in the bathroom, mould in the bedroom; drop a freshly laundered shirt on the floor and the lingering damp clung on as you peeled it off only minutes later. A mobile phone rings, you go to answer it, only to discover it’s a passer-by outside and the cracking windows have deceived you once again.
I’m not a 'hater'. In fact I was a fan of the original TV show, and the proud owner of a Gameboy with Pokemon Blue. I lost many an hour playing that incredible game. An undeniable work of genius that took over my life, and made me obsessive about ‘catching them all’. I’ve only completed 3 games in my life, and Pokemon Blue was one of them.
OK, credentials verified - on with Pokemon GO.
Testosterone has quite a bad reputation. Mostly due to its brazen association to thuggish, sexualy aggressive and ‘white van’ type behaviour in men. Yes, it is created in the testicals. Yes, it is what makes a man ‘manly’. Yes it can enhance aggressive reflexes, and YES it can be partially blamed for some of my gender sending unwanted dick pics on instagram / getting their penis out at any opportunity in real life. BUT we must remember...
The Jack The Ripper Museum opened in August 2015 with a desire to provide “a serious examination of the crimes of Jack the Ripper within the social context of the period”- Sounds fair. I’d even go as far as to say that sounds quite interesting. What's more, it claims to have “one of the rarest Ripperologists collections of recent times”. I didn’t know Ripperologism was a thing, but I’m sold. What’s not to like?
Representation in media is incredibly important when it comes to gender equality and how we view our fellow humans. However, less than 20% of films released this year will be directed by, written by or star a woman in the principal role. One of the easiest ways that we as consumers can influence media makers is with our money
The Brexit referendum has confirmed beyond doubt that we are now a nation divided; but is it still possible to reconcile our differences? In order to bring the two sides together and begin the healing, we need to engage in an open, constructive conversation which promotes the sharing of ideas. The problem is that the arena needed for this to take place is quickly disappearing.
It’s hard to admit - without accepting that we are inherently selfish - that we often put ourselves at the centre of our own universe. Being rooted there means that the daily mundane, frustrating crap that we’re all faced with can feel like it’s more of a personal attack than it actually is. It’s the reason we get annoyed in slow moving traffic, or in a queue at the supermarket. We react as though the situation (or specifically, the person at the root of it) is intentionally disrupting our life, and as a result we get frustrated - this is a ‘default setting’ reaction.
I’m no longer able to predict the future. I’m not sure when I lost this power exactly but I fear it may have gone forever. I’m not talking about an interesting skill like reading tea leaves or staring into a crystal ball – I mean, I can’t do these either, but that’s because they’re both complete bollocks.
The UK’s decision to leave the EU is a historic moment and its impact will be felt for decades to come. It was therefore of paramount importance that the public was in possession of the facts they needed to make a well informed decision before entering the voting booth. The problem is, the facts were not reported.
I pride myself on taking a scientific view of the world; I’m the last person you’ll find playing fixed odds gambling machines, engaging in Astrology, or paying off my student loan (yes that’s right!). So when Jonny, my prolific fad dieting friend, came raving to me about Huel, a new powdered food he was now taking instead of eating breakfast and lunch which contains “everything the body needs”. I assumed my usual logical position.
I have strong opinions. Oh boy do I have strong opinions… On the running of the country, the importance of the NHS, Immigration, food hygiene, bin collections. Everything really.
...I just don’t know to which political party my opinions are aligned.
1980’s LA - there’s a guy called ‘freeway’ Rick Ross. Not the rapper, the big-time drug king-pin. Think, Scarface x 1000. (Bear with me… this is going somewhere)
Close your eyes for a moment and think of Sinθ. OK, so one of three things will have just happened. You may have simply ignored the request and carried on reading like some kind of popular science reading maverick - if so, well done, you've shown real integrity. The remaining spineless creatures fall into two groups. For the first it will have conjured up supressed memories of endless school maths classes with their stale, out of date teachers and text books which lost interest years ago.
There’s a kind of rumour going round that it’s not very ‘good’ for women to talk about men all the time. As if it trivialises us. Well, meh. OF COURSE we talk about other things: Like Brexit, the threat of Donald Trump, and how would you genetically engineer a unicorn?.. but you couldn’t stop me talking about men with my friends if you paid me.
Shaun Attwood is a charming, eloquent and mild mannered man from rural England; not necessarily what you’d expect from someone who was once atop of a drug empire in Arizona. He has been referred to as the ‘Scarface’ of ecstasy but this title was obviously handed down by someone who hadn’t met him. Shaun assured us that ecstasy distribution was more ‘shoulder rubs, cuddle puddles and Vicks inhalers’ than the ‘chainsaws and violence’ associated with his cocaine counterpart.
In Miss Congeniality, Cheryl Fraiser is asked to describe her perfect date. She says, famously, ‘ I’d have to say April 25th. Because it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.’
I feel bad for Cheryl. It’s hard to describe your perfect date even when you don’t get confused between romantic occasions and actual days.
For once the most watched event of the week didn't involve Simon Cowell, Sir Tom Jones in a big chair or a D-list celebrity on ice. In fact, it wasn't even on TV. For a few minutes in March 2015 the nation's attention was focused on the heavens in anticipation of the first UK solar eclipse in 14 years.