Liadnan

Intrigued enough by the adverts for http://www.information-revolution.org/ on the tube over the last couple of days that I finally found time to look at the site. It's all a little vague and gnomic but it seems reasonably clear the Bee in their Bonnet is Google.

Which is why it's interesting to note, as several people in the comments here did, that the site is owned by Profero Ltd (as a quick whois confirms), a "digital marketing" outfit whose clients include Yahoo! and Ask. Can't trust anything these days. The revolution will be televised, and probably sponsored.

Obnoxious and ignorant woman famous solely for being obnoxious and ignorant on reality tv show is obnoxious and ignorant on reality tv show. This sentence really ought to be followed by "film at 11", not by "international furore and mild diplomatic spat follows", surely. What did anyone expect?

Someone has created an anonymous journal to preserve for posterity yesterday's bizarre account of "My Tornado Hell" in the London Evening Standard. It takes rare genius to cause me to lose sympathy for someone who has, after all, seen their home destroyed, but she almost manages it... Every sentence a gem, though the narrow frontrunner is probably:

"He said we could stay in a hotel. Adrian explained that there is only one hotel in London: Claridge's. Simon did not demur. And he loved what's left of our specialist-polished plaster walls".