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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Bonni Benstock Intall caught out again using a faked picture to promote her agenda of racial hatred

Bonni Benstock-Intall the Holocaust denier who wants to see the Nazis back running Germany and supports European fascists who joke about "bringing back the ovens" posts about "Goddamned Jews and Christians". She shows how much she hates American journalists if they wear different clothes from her (just like the guys in Afghanistan or Israel who stone women for being improperly dressed). (I'd never realised the First Amendment protected the right of the police to harass journalists for doing their job: thanks, Bonni, for putting me right.)

So far, so everyday for Bonni. But it gets much better. She posts a photoshopped picture of a New York school which she pretends is a picture of one of the Birmingham schools named in the fake "Trojan Horse" affair. The story she illustrates with it is of a teacher at the school reporting the father of one of her students to the police for making anti-white racist remarks. Funny, you'd think Bonni and her sheep would approve of such behaviour, but it doesn't fit with her agenda of promoting racial hatred by any means necessary, so the story is given the headline "Ethnic Cleansing in Britain?"

Back to that picture. Google Image search is a wonderful thing, and I encourage my students to use it. Here's the thing. Here is the picture as published by Bonni on her hate site Bare Naked Islam.



Notice to the left of the blackboard a picture of Anjem Choudary, a British Muslim loudmouth ignored by everyone except right-wing extremists (especially in the USA). Notice also on the board the slogan Islam4UK 2020. In case you missed them, one of Bonni's sheep helpfully draws her readers' attention to them

"Nice picture of Anjem Choudary on the wall left of the chalk board. The picture is of him is from 2012 in front of the Courts in London. On the chalk board is the reference to Islam4UK, which was prescribed a terrorist group in 2010, two years prior. Is there any question about what they are teaching those children, likely in a public school? Frightening."

OK, back at Google Image search: if you feed in Bonni's picture, the first hit that comes up is this: a piece by Robert Nickelberg from 2011 about a Muslim school in Brooklyn, New York. Take a look at the second picture in his set of nine.



Apart from not containing the photoshopped-in Islam4UK slogan (in a different handwriting and done with a different width of chalk from everything else on the board) and picture of Choudary, it's the same picture. Oh, and if anyone wants to suggest that in some miraculous way a picture of a Birmingham school has been photoshopped and inserted into an article from three years ago about New York, look at the right-hand side blackboard and answer me this. What would students in a supposedly insular and anti-Western school in Birmingham be totting up for Brooklyn/Bronx/Manhattan/Queens/Staten Island?

The comments under that lying post are full of calls for Muslims to be killed, for all Britain's Muslim children to be "got rid of", and a delightful (and hilariously inaccurate) diatribe from "Dubi" about the evils of cousin marriage, which apparently accounts for why our schools are bad. Let's not worry about the fact that the vast majority of cultures on Earth, regardless of religion, practise cousin marriage. Let's ignore the fact that it's legal throughout Europe, and in 37 US states. Leave aside the fact that Queen Victoria and Prince Albert were first cousins. Forget that Albert Einstein married his first cousin. Pakistanis do it, and they're racially inferior, so this must be why.

Boom bang-a-bang

Well, my temporary teaching contract is up for another year so I'm formally between jibs until I get my next one (which i am assured will happen, though for various tedious reasons I won't know until mid-August how many hours I'll be teaching, or what subjects. I'm still finishing stuff off (and getting paid to do so): mainly resulting all the students, but tomorrow I have some compulsory compliance training to finish off, while today was a Staff Development Day. It wasn't bad: we had a lousy keynote speaker telling us about innovation and creativity, and with my superpower of "breaks IT systems" I took down my personal timetable for the day big time. On the plus side, this meant that as well as most of the sessions I had planned to attend (including a good one on teaching autistic students) I did a workshop on samba drumming which I hadn't originally planned for. And those of us who wanted to reconvened at the end of the day and did our drumming in public (outside where the College was putting on a barbecue). We had some ladies from a Latin dance class dancing along to us, which was great fun.

We all had to visit the exhibitions which had been set up in the Sports Hall, and one of these was one on making science interesting, or some such phrase. The guy om the stand was setting off small ethanol/air explosions in plastic bottles, every now and then venturing outside to touch off a mighty hydrogen/air one that rattled the windows. Now my first degree was in chemistry, and I reckon I took two things away from it as lessons for life. (1) No washing-up task is impossible (2) Fire risks need to be taken seriously, and fires need to be dealt with. So I was a little shocked (OK, I was a hell of a lot shocked) that the guy doing the explosion demos didn't have a fire extinguisher immediately to hand. What brought it to my attention was when I saw his assistant beating out flames by hand when he set the tablecloth alight. Now there was no general risk to the public: the sports hall had extinguishers immediately outside the doors, and evacuation would gave been very easy. Little consolation to the demonstrating guy if he'd set himself alight though: and not the best signal to send to an audience you're trying to enthuse with the joys of combustion. If I were doing that kind of demo I would have a CO2 extinguisher within grabbing range, would use it mercilessly if anything caught light, and would (in a normal class) make sure the students knew how to work it (in case of burning lecturer, point horn at screams and pull trigger).

Thinking back to my student days, and to my aborted career as a chemistry teacher, reminded me of another thing. A few months ago I was watching Jim al-Khalili on television recreating some famous chemical experiments, including Davy's isolation of sodium by electrolysing molten salt. A famous procedure, often done in schools. Now my own teachers never tried it, but it was one of the ones on my agenda when I was in teacher training, so I gave it a go. It didn't work, which I spun to the kids as showing what a difficult thing it was and how brilliant an experimenter Davy was. (Both pieces of spin being wholly true.) The guy who was mentoring me, a Mr Donaldson (I forget his first name), told me afterwards (having let me screw up presumably because it amused him) that "to get it to work you have to stick some potassium chloride in with the salt". At the time I just thought "Thanks for the heads-up there", but the more I thought about it the crosser I got. Here was a guy basically faking an experiment so he could show off to the kids. Never mind the idea that "not everything works first time, every time", just shove any old rubbish in and pretend you've done something you haven't. I think my disillusion with the teaching profession, or at least with school science teaching, began right there.

Saturday, June 07, 2014

Dumb as a sackful of hammers

Further to my post about Mr Lawrence Robert Estavan, aka livingengine, aka the admin of the Facebook hate page Loonwatch Is A Propaganda Hate Site, I found a nice little Muslim-hating comment he'd posted under his real name under a piece on Islamic science on the Illume magazine site. Here's the exchange:



























It's sweet that he imagines a look at his FB page shows me having my head handed to me, when as I pointed out in my earlier post (and to Lawrence in my reply) the one-sided conversation that remains just makes him look like someone talking to voices in his head. Take a look: the link is the same one I posted at the start of this piece. Seeing as how I was actually on his page when he was deleting my comments and could watch them going one by one, I have my doubts about their deletion being accidental, but maybe it was: my comments on earlier pieces from months ago have vanished too (Google "Rob" but not "Robnoxious" - that's somebody else - on his Facebook page and you can see traces of the comments in the search results, but they've all vanished to leave just the nutter shouting.)

Anyway, bless him, the lad managed to find me here (possibly by Googling his name or that of his hate site) and posted pretty much the same comment:

He got his head handed to him. check it out. https://www.facebook.com/LoonwatchIsAPropagandaHateSite

As well as showing that he doesn't realise you can do proper hyperlinks in blog comments, the comment is funny for two reasons. Firstly, it's anonymous, which rather makes my point about his cowardice. And secondly, it's under the wrong post: he put it under the one about the fundraiser for the GSA. I can't decide whether this is another example of his moving things around to make it harder for folk to see him lying about what he has written, or whether he's just careless. Of course, if he'd put it in the right place he could have spared himself the effort, as the link he doesn't quite manage to post is already in my article to show how funny his page now looks.

Of course, the funniest thing of all is his delusion that I "got my head handed to me" in a series of exchanges where I answered every point he made and he answered none of mine other than by changing the subject. I wish I had screen shots of them. Ah well.

Loons are FUNNY!

Compared with these cowards, Oreo guy really IS a hero

Parents Against Gun Violence have a great graphic which is going around:



























My first thought when I saw that was that the first picture should have been one of Rachel Corrie, perhaps this one:

















And the second picture should have been labelled "COWARDICE means being afraid to drive around in an armoured vehicle without a teenaged boy as a human shield", and should have shown this:

Friday, June 06, 2014

This neo-Nazi supporter is even funnier than Bonni and lacks her intellectual rigour

I've just had the amusing experience of becoming involved in a number of "discussions" with a total fruitcake on Facebook. And when I say "total fruitcake", this chap makes Bonni the Nazi look like a model of reasonable debate. We were discussing various things: Pamela Geller's crazed McCarthyite list of organisations she thinks should be banned, his support for a neo-Nazi march in Sweden, and his strange contention that the Indian Rebellion of 1857 was an example of Muslims throwing a "homicidal conniption fit". (This despite the fact that the rebellion was led by a Hindu and most of those rebelling were Hindus.)

Now with Bonni one can have an argument. She may be a nasty piece of work but she fights her corner (or let her sheep fight it for her) by responding to the points raised. She may respond with lies, or insults, but she gives some kind of response. Eventually, if a commenter breaks an unwritten rule like saying something positive about President Obama, they get banned, but she isn't generally evasive. The anonymous coward who is responsible for Loonwatch Is a Propaganda Hate Site first of all responds with bluster, then denies what he's just posted, demands proof of the most easily confirmed facts (such as, Hamas is a legal organisation in Britain), denies and denies again the things he's posted just a few comments earlier, shifts entire discussions to a different comment thread altogether when he seems to be losing the argument in the hope that it will go unnoticed, sneakily deletes some comments he doesn't like (even Bonni only does that if she thinks they're actually illegal) and finally bans me and goes around deleting all my comments retrospectively (though he leaves his responses up, which merely makes it look as though he argues with himself, which would surprise nobody).

Actually I note that he's still posting responses to my now non-existent comments. LOL. As nobody else appears ever to comment on his page, it looks REALLY funny as it's so obvious.

Here's the anonymous coward's profile picture. Says it all really.













He appears to use the name "livingengine" on some other sites such as Youtube, but is equally anonymous and troll-like there too. I finally got a name from Twitter, where he calls himself Lawrence Estavan, claims to be american (which sounds right) and uses this avatar.













He's not the Lawrence Estavan who is the author of several books on American theatre history, nor the author of Roman Law In Plautus (did that amaze you?) He has a Facebook page as Lawrence Robert Estavan, and as soon as you visit you see a massive Stop Islamization Of America banner, so it's no surprise that he has drunk deeply of the Pamela Geller Kool-Aid. (Or as I put in in one of those deleted comments, he bought the Kool-Aid factory and is having it relocated to a settlement in Occupied Palestine.)

So hi, Lawrence. Sorry you're too much of a coward to own up to who you are on your nasty little hate site. Never mind, though: you're hilarious with or without a name.

Post quam tamen velut Phoenix, e cineribus splendidior resurrexit

Further to my post of the fire at the Glasgow School of Art, it seems as though the firefighters worked a fairly major miracle and managed to save not only 90% of the structure but 70% of the contents. Unsurprisingly, they have been honoured by Scotland's design community.

There is both the will and the promise of money to restore the building to its former glory, whatever it takes. And tonight there is a big fundraiser in Glasgow, especially to support the students, many of whom lost all their degree work and portfolios in the fire. (To put that in perspective, that's all the evidence that you did anything during your degree except drink and sleep.)