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Thursday, June 16, 2005

'For evil to triumph it is necessary only for good people to do nothing.'

- Edmund Burke

Shiny walked in to the kitchen with her smile at around 1.30pm. It took her all of three minutes to start taking the piss, said I looked like Emlyn Hughes. Come to think of it, in five days time it will be six whole months since I had my hair cut. I don't know where the time has gone. Emlyn Hughes?

She was starving when she got here so I did her some left over comfort food and we nattered away most of the afternoon as she stuffed herself. It wasn't long before time was ticking and we needed to get a wriggle on and over to the South end of Christchurch to get to this cinema, which was going to take two buses.

We arrived a good half hour early as it turns out which gave us plenty of time to read a few of the current humanity crimes and sign a few letters. Then we were seated. Before the film started, the head speaker for Amnesty International stood up at the front of the auditorium and said a few words. A good few words. We didn't clock-it at the time but he was actually a perfect replica (in dress and mannerism) of David Brent (The Office), only scaled down perfectly, exactly, to about three-quarter size. Just thinking about him now starts the hysteria. I can only thank god that we didn't both realise it at the time he was talking, or we'd have quite simply been told to 'Get out!' in true Brent fashion.

The film itself was moving and absolutely horrific in parts. It was made to demonstrate the horror and helplessness of the people of Rwanda during the genocide in 1994. Over 800,000 people were hand-slaughtered (children included), and brutally wiped out one after the other by a huge group armed with machetes. And it was all totally unnecessary. It's only when you realise that this stuff actually happens - that it is even happening somewhere right now - that it disturbs.

Yesterday we took a bus in to town and checked out the Art galleries, something we hadn't done while we were here around Christmas. For me, the majority didn't knock my socks off but you can't win em' all. The one that did impress me though was the exhibit for the blind. It took up the entire fourth floor and consisted of a sizeable collection of work that could be viewed and 'read' by the blind. The paintings had a layer of thin perspex over them with tiny perspex bubbles all over outlining the primary shapes and lines, a kind of 'Braille picture' if you like. It was quite refreshing to see, ironically. After a general meander around the grounds the weather had turned cold and we dropped in to the Dux de Lux for a quick lunchtime half. Fatal. And so there we remained, in true Scott/Shiny style, sat in front of the space-age fire supping speciality brew while we got underway with all the long and eagerly awaited stories we'd been holding back. In the end, I think we missed the last bus out to the suburbs and had to take a taxi. Animals.
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