My last post led to a very strange comment from the owner of a peculiar and obsessive site.

One of the imagined maladies he projects on those he must secretly admire is telepathy. I suspect the reason he does this is because he thinks he has the ability himself. Perhaps he thinks he is a character in Heroes.

Because, apparently, posting a link to a story about the Muhammad al-Durrah picture, and the possibility that all is not as it seems, means I am comparable to Little Green Footballs, or Melanie Phillips (Johann Hari’s standards, but of the right). Both of which are Godwin’s Law-style embarrassments, when it comes to blog debates. A bit like someone shouting “You smell!” in the school playground.

In addition, he also implies that my post is in some way a mechanism to whitewash the Israeli Defense Forces (IDF). In fact, my position would be that if a 12 year-old boy was deliberately targeted by IDF troops then they should be held accountable by a court of law. My only concern is whether there is doubt over what happened in the al-Durrah picture.

Or does it not matter? Have we come to the stage that the al-Durrah picture is “true”, regardless of what may actually have happened?

Maintained in China…

Burma’s foul regime depends on Beijing

From the Freeview TV listings for this evening:

BBC1 – 20:30–21:00 – Panorama

How I Became a Muslim Extremist: Shiraz Maher, a former member of the radical group Hizb ut-Tahrir, explores extremism in Britain and what needs to be done to win the hearts and minds of angry young Muslims.

BBC2 – 21:00–22:00 – Inside a Shari’ah Court

Award winning filmmaker Ruhi Hamid goes to Nigeria to see shari’ah law in action, and find out if it could work alongside the UK’s existing legal system.

A reminder that drinking and wildlife don’t mix.

A Cambodian man who took off his trousers, tied the legs at the bottom and wrangled a 2-metre cobra into them died when it bit him through the fabric, local media reported Monday.

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He tied the animal inside his trousers and a scarf around his waist, but as he continued carousing the enraged snake managed to get its fangs free and bite [him] three times on the stomach.

The newspaper reported [his] last words as being “don’t worry - it’s nothing a drink can’t fix” before he succumbed to the cobra’s venom.