Damian Collins MP has suddenly gotten very ballsy and issued a formal DCMS Committee summons to Mark Zuckerberg, CEO of Facebook.
Given the public exposure about Facebook and Cambridge Analytica this is one case where doing bugger all isn’t seen as a sensible thing to do, even if government minsters generally haven’t got a Scooby about internet and tech issues.
Continue reading Damian! Damian! It’s All About Me, Damian!
There has been a lot of discussion about the severity of the punishments handed out to Steven Smith, Cameron Bancroft and David Warner, The Cheating Three (hereafter called TCT).
There has also been some fantastic coverage, notably by Geoff Lemon and Adam Collins. Yates raises his glass to Geoff and Adam for their work and hopes they’re enjoying a decent rest.
Let’s bring some clear headedness and context to the punishments handed out. No judgements about the conduct, no smugness, just keeping it real.
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This piece is one that had been brewing for a while. Recent events compelled its completion.
More and more it seems that a career in professional sport is seen as a springboard into the media covering that sport. Broadcasters and journalists are being replaced by former players, some of whom are little more than mouthpieces, puppets or poor jester impersonations.
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If you grew up in the 1970s then you may well see something on the cover which, if it didn’t freak you out certainly sent a chill down your spine.
Many things that are created are invariably influenced by the life experiences of the creator. So you could perhaps argue that any “darkness” people perceive in the stuff covered here is in no small part down to what the creators lived through and dealt with.
In some ways they are a valuable social history, showing things which people have evolved to recognise are inappropriate. It is important to remember where we came from. And maybe where we are heading back to after Brexit.
But let’s leave the politics aside and focus on this cracking piece of work. Let’s open by quoting Edward van Sloan’s introduction to the 1931 Frankenstein movie:
“I think it will thrill you. It may shock you. It might even horrify you”
Now we’ll quote Motorhead’s “Born To Raise Hell”:
“You don’t know what happened, not if you weren’t there”
Well thanks to Scarred For Life Volume One if you weren’t there you will have a far better idea of stuff that we read, watched, played with and ate.
Continue reading Scarred For Life Vol 1 Review
It’s that time of the year when people dressed as bananas can be seen in the vicinity of the historical building that is Alexandra Palace. It can only mean that the PDC World Darts Championships are here.
In a first attempt at punditry, Yates offers a few thoughts on possible upsets. First round games can sometimes be twitchy, if there are going to be any upsets they’re likely to be in this round.
Being a good Methodist boy Yates knows nothing about betting so take these predictions with a pinch of salt. Please don’t take these tips personally; Chez Yates we have our favourites and we wish them well regardless of what the tips may say.
As Lemmy sang, “It’s all about the game and how you play it”. A raised glass and good luck to everyone taking part.
Continue reading PDC World Darts Championships Predictions: Round 1
Folk may have seen the odd tweet or two about darts. Please say hello to Mike “The Elephant” Yates in this autobiographical post.
Growing up we always had darts on the tv if it was on. Winmau World Masters, News Of The World, Unipart Home Internationals and of course the Embassy World Professional Championship. World Of Sport sometimes showed Darts and it was on World Of Sport that I saw John Lowe hit the first televised 9 dart finish.
Eric Bristow was the big cheese, cocked little finger, cigarette in hand and big mouth. He was on his way to 5 world titles so could walk the walk as well as talk the talk. John Lowe was the England captain, calm and dignified. Pear shaped flights with unicorns and rainbows on. Still my favourite flight design now. My darting hero was and remains Bob Anderson.
Continue reading Introducing Mike “The Elephant” Yates
Are the ECB Management Fit For Purpose?
“Fit for purpose” is an interesting phrase. One of those business bullshit phrases but one that carries some actual clout. It is subjective; who decides what constitutes “fit for purpose”? What one may hold as a definition will differ from that held by others.
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Yesterday’s “punishment” handed out by the ECB to Durham CCC was as violent and brutal a shafting as Yates has ever seen. Anywhere. The ECB completely ignored their own part in affairs – it was the ECB who encouraged Durham to become part of a system that would leave them desperately reliant on getting a test match to cover the costs of their applying for the right to host it – and handed down a massively disproportionate and unfair sanctioning.
It goes without saying that Yates is not impressed by this latest batch of imbecility from the ECB. ECB sanctioning decisions have no right of appeal, just like the kangaroo court that is the Cricket Disciplinary Committee, so those affected by the decision can’t do a damn thing about it.
Continue reading Durham Shafted
The ongoing discussion between the pro-City franchise supporters and those of us who won’t accept being ridden over by the ECB’s insistence on gagging clauses and attempts to present a fait accompli gives Yates an opportunity to share a parable with y’all.
Pour yourself a nice mug of tea, settle back and enjoy this Parable of Corporate Bullshit
It was a Tuesday morning. Yates had been doing his usual techie things in the server room and emerged for a mouthful of coffee. The atmosphere in the section by the server room was unusually manic. No inspections were impending, maybe the section manager’s dodgy deals and misdeeds had been discovered and he’d been sacked. This thought pleased Yates greatly.
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Yates has written previously about so-called journalists who seem capable of only producing content of which the ECB would approve. Either because there’s an ECB hand shoved up their arse or because they are a really vile piece of filth.
Paul Newman falls into this latter category. People have tweeted that he’s a nice chap, even decent and only doing his job.
The more Yates thinks about that the more he comes to one simple conclusion: that’s bollocks.
Yates firmly believes that whatever you write, people put an element of themselves in that writing. Paul Newman’s track record at the Daily Heil speaks for itself: there’s nothing nice about any of his work for the Daily Heil. In fact there’s very little to like about the Daily Heil in general.
And “He’s only doing his job”? The Nuremberg defence. Really? That speaks for itself. Bringing that up is an immediate loss of argument.
Continue reading Poison and Jingoism