Downloading apps that access the internet I am continually annoyed that I have to dismiss an alert message that says something along the lines of:
This App Contains Age Restricted Material 17+
No. No it demonstrably doesn’t. OK, so it may allow you to access Age Restricted Material but the same could be said for a lot of things.
Would the staff at Dixons stop a 15 year old film buff from buying a DVD player because she might watch a copy of the Mississippi Meatcleaver Massacre or Human Centipede 3: This Time It’s Perversonal? Would a scientific instruments supplier refuse to sell a pair of Zeiss Ikon binoculars to a 12 year old amateur astronomer simply because he might use it to spy on Mrs Hamilton in the house opposite getting undressed?
No of course they wouldn’t.
I have no problem with an extra click. But my extra click has to mean something.
If like me you are embarrassed and ashamed that the BBC has yet to cover the UK Uncut “Block the Bridge, Block the Bill” Demo on Westminster Bridge today, please cut and past the text below into the form at:
I am dismayed and disappointed that the BBC News website - up until recently viewed by many as the single most authoritative source of accurate unbiased information on the world wide web - has yet to publish any coverage of the UK Uncut “Save the NHS” protests on Westminster Bridge today.
Other online media have now reported on this important story.
Please reconsider any decision that may have been made not to cover this issue; without coverage the overwhelming impression that the public are getting of the BBC is that it is caving in to pressure from the same government responsible for financially eviscerating it.
I am Chris. Strictly speaking the name on my birth certificate is “Christopher” but everyone* calls me Chris and that’s how I introduce myself. This does mean though that on official documentation such as passport or medical records the longer version appears. This isn’t a problem except in Doctors’ surgeries.
Typically I’ll introduce myself to the Receptionist as “Chris” along with my surname, date of birth and address so they can identify the correct appointment. Eventually they discover it. Their face lights up.
"Ah yes, Christopher…” they say as if correcting my pronunciation or a misapprehension on my part. But I think it’s up to me what I’m called.
"Chris," I mutter.
"If you’d like to take a seat over there Christopher the nurse will call you when she’s ready.”
The problem is they have the paperwork to prove they’re correct.