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uLetters to the editor
1846 - World’s first overstitch sewing
machine patented in the US by
1898 - Empress Elizabeth of Austria-
Hungary is assassinated by Italian
anarchist in Geneva.
1919 - Austrian and Allied
officials sign a treaty at St Germain,
France, formalising the break-up of
the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
1942 - The British air force uses
476 planes to deliver 100,000
bombs on D uesseldorf in a single raid during
World War Two.
1948 - American-born Mildred Gillars,
accused of being Nazi wartime radio
broadcaster “Axis Sally”, is indicted in
Washington, DC, for treason.
1961 - A President Airlines aircraft flying
from Shannon Airport in Ireland to New
Zealand crashes into the River Shannon
shortly after take-off, killing all 77 passengers
and six crew.
uWest Coast yesteryear
uToday in history
Arnold Palmer, US golfer (1929-); Karl
Lagerfeld, German fashion designer (1933-
); Jose Feliciano, Puerto Rican-born singer
(1945-); Judy Geeson, British-
born actress (1948-); Bill O’Reilly,
American commentator (1949-);
Joe Perry, US rock musician
(Aerosmith) (1950-); Amy
Irving, US actress (1953-); Chris
Columbus, US writer-director
(1958-); Colin Firth, British actor
(1960-); Robin Goodridge, US rock musician
(Bush) (1966-); Guy Ritchie, UK film director
(1968-); Ryan Phillippe, US actor (1974-).
“ Life does not cease to be funny when people
die any more than it ceases to be serious when
people laugh. ” — George Bernard Shaw, Irish-
born playwright (1856-1950).
“ Jesus came to Galilee, proclaiming the good
news of God.” — (Mark 1:14).
practitioner, Dr B M
Dallas, 38, will contest
mayoralty on October 9. He will also stand for
the Greymouth Borough Council. Dr Dallas
is the third person to intimate his intention of
contesting the mayoralty seat. Councillors J
Stokes (the present deputy mayor) and
H Hutchinson have stated that they will be
standing. However, Dr Dallas is the only one
of the three to have completed the nomination
Speaking this morning Dr Dallas said:
“O ver the last week I have become acquainted
with circumstances within the borough
council workings that have raised a feeling of
considerable concern. It is no good sitting back
and criticising. I feel the only thing to do is to
have a go.”
There appeared to be a tendency, said the
doctor, for the council to be run by “cliques”
rather than in a democratic way.
Greymouth is soon to have a resident captain
J Cook. His only tie with his famous namesake
is that he is a nautical man, unmolested by
New Zealand natives. Captain J W Cook is to
become Greymouth’s deputy harbourmaster,
replacing captain K Middleton who resigned
This appointment was announced at last
night’s meeting of the Greymouth Harbour
Board by chairman Mr C E Heaphy. “He
appeared quite suited for the job,” commented
Mr Heaphy. “ I hope it is not too long before he
can take up the appointment. Captain Gordon
has had a lot to do lately.”
Captain Cook, who was stationed in Panama
for some years, has been in New Zealand about
uFood for thought
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In less than 48 hours the world will
know whether Jeremy Corbyn has won or
lost. There will be many, still, who scratch
their heads and ask: “Jeremy who?” And
why not? Until the unexpectedly savage
defeat of Ed Miliband ’s Labour Party in
the recent British general election, the
identity of the MP for the London seat
of Islington North was known to very few
people outside of ... well ... Islington North.
And even among those who have regularly
returned him to Westminster since 1983,
only a handful would have picked their
MP — a bewhiskered, 66-year-old, self-
proclaimed socialist, by the name of Jeremy
Corbyn — as Ed Miliband’s most likely
That his name appears on the ballot-
paper at all is, like so many other aspects
of his candidacy, a virtual accident. Other,
better known, left-wing flag bearers had
already been approached, and declined,
before Corbyn said “Yes”. He accepted the
nomination in a spirit of honourable self-
sacrifice: the left-wing of the Labour Party
had to have someone to vote for. (And it
was not as if there was any chance of him
The Germans would blame it on the
Zeitgeist — the spirit of the times. Others
would say that Corbyn’s candidacy only
took off when Labour’s interim leader,
Harriet Harman, urged her colleagues to
join the Tories in putting the boot into
Britain’s already bruised and battered
beneficiaries. His hard-line left-wing
comrades would merrily opine that there
has always been a massive constituency for
Jeremy Corbyn’s simple socialist message,
but until he came along no one had quite
mastered the knack of communicating it
effectively. Whatever the explanation, the
brute fact of the contest for Miliband ’s
replacement was indisputable: the moment
Labour audiences saw and heard Jeremy
Corbyn, they fell head-over-heels in love
And no one in the British punditocracy
could work out why. It was not as if Corbyn
was especially telegenic. (Dear Lord — that
beard!) Nor was he an especially gifted
speaker. And the nonsensical things he
was saying: who could possibly take such
antiquated socialist sloganeering seriously?
Certainly not his rivals for the leadership:
lynx-eyed Yvette Cooper; bluff and blokey
Andy Burnham; the ambitiously lissom Liz
Kendall. Those three all looked completely
at home in the Labour Party Tony Blair
had made. The party that no longer believed
in “the common ownership of the means of
production, distribution and exchange”. The
party that had allowed Blair to lead it into
the crime that was Iraq.
But that was just it! Corbyn had never
swallowed a drop of the Blairite Kool-Aid.
He still believed in common ownership.
He had voted against going into Iraq. He
was, 32 years after being elected to the
House of Commons, the same unashamed
socialist he had always been. And when
the tv inter viewers asked him questions
about where he would like to take Britain,
he answered them. Without the benefit
of pollsters, or spin-doctors, he talked
about re-nationalising the railways, re-
animating the trade unions, restoring the
NHS. Cooper, Kendall and Burnham were
dumfounded. The pundits were non-
plussed. The Blairite Faction was,
very publicly, appalled. But Labour’s
members and supporters just could not get
The people who now find themselves
vilified as the opponents of “Jez we can!”
Corbymania should have seen it coming.
But, not only did they fail to grasp the
meaning of the emergence of left-wing
populist parties across Europe; they also
(and quite wilfully) refused to comprehend
the meaning of the Scottish National
Party’s (SNP) near clean-sweep of Labour
seats north of the border.
The SNP ran on an anti-austerity
platform, positioning itself well to
the left of Labour. But their crushing
victory was about a lot more than that.
By optimistically orienting themselves
towards the future, and promising the
Scots that it would be a future they
determined, the SNP unleashed that most
potent of all political forces: Hope.
Corbyn’s authenticity and simplicity have
encouraged similar hopefulness among the
English. As the leadership campaign drew
to a close this week, Corbyn’s campaign
team estimated he had taken his message,
face-to-face, to more than 50,000 people.
Literally hundreds-of-thousands more
have paid Labour £3 for the right to
participate in the leadership vote. The polls
predict a Corbyn win on the first ballot.
If that happens, it will no longer be a
case of “Jeremy who?” But of “Jeremy —
Chris Trotter an a independent,
Jeremy who? Voters ask about Milliband ’s likely successor
am very angry ...
especially as a mother of a
my anger increases almost
daily because I can’t run
after my child. I can’t do
the things I would like to
do,” Gill Hicks says upon reflecting on the
explosive events that led to the loss of her
legs and almost took her life.
The former creative professional’s whole
life changed in a single violent instant
on the morning of July 7, 2005 when a
19-year-old suicide bomber detonated a
bomb on a London train, killing himself,
26 others and injuring more than 340
Ms Hicks, who had lived in the English
capital for the better part of two decades
working for a number of prestigious
creative institutions, was critically injured
in the attack, went into cardiac arrest three
times, showed “no signs of life” for 30
minutes, was in a coma for several days and
had to have both her legs amputated below
“They weren’t entirely sure that I’d
But sur vive she did ... leaving hospital
walking, on a pair of new prosthetic legs
that added a few inches to her former 5ft
stature, three and a half months later — a
couple of months earlier than expected.
In the decade since Ms Hicks has
founded her own not-for-profit
organisation aimed at promoting peace,
moved back to her country of birth, found
a new love and in 2013 gave birth to her
“finest achievement ” — daughter Amalie.
It could have been easy for Ms Hicks to
dwell on what had been taken from her —
her former life where her world revolved
around herself and her career working
at the helm of a number of architecture,
design and contemporary culture firms.
“I was a person, who was typical of many
in society ... my world view had me in the
centre of it.”
A self-confessed workaholic Ms Hicks
says she forgot to experience all the “extra
bits of life” and do things, like skiing, while
she still had her legs.
“Even things like going to a gym, or
going jogging, those fascinate me. How
amazing is it that people can do that? I’d
love to do that.”
While Ms Hicks remains angry at the
“senselessness” of the act that robbed her
of her legs and the chance, most parents
take for granted, of running after her active
toddler she refuses to be bitter about it.
“I’m not bitter ... I don’t harbour hatred,”
she explains. “For me anger has become a
very positive motivator.”
Instead of simply allowing her anger to
fester Ms Hicks has used it to fuel her
desire to make sure what happened to her
does not ever happen to anyone.
“There’s nothing good about being an
Softly spoken and dressed in a casual
chic black attire, with some dark red lippy
adding a splash of colour, Ms Hicks shows
little outward signs of the trauma she
experienced 10 years ago, barring a slightly
slower gait and the thin walking stick she
uses for support.
But as she reflects back on that single
moment 10 years ago she admits it is
undeniable the experience has changed
her not just physically, but also her whole
outlook on life.
While Ms Hicks has adapted to her new
life as a double amputee she never got used
Pain is a constant part of her life and not
ever knowing where the floor was situated
was somewhat unner ving.
“The only way I’ve ever tried to describe
it, not that I’ve done this, but it’s like
putting your legs in a vice, wearing stilettos
while walking on stilts,” she says. “ It’s
But for her, this pain has become a
reminder that she is still here to experience
“Pain has become part of my
understanding of life and one of the signals
that I am even here to experience it.”
It was 8.50am on July 7, 2005 when
19-year-old Germaine Lindsay, one of four
suicide bombers that day, detonated the
bomb he had been carrying in his backpack
just moments after the Piccadilly Line train
pulled out of King’s Cross station.
Ms Hicks says it was at that moment her
world “turned a tangible black”.
A series of misfortunate timings had led
to this moment where Ms Hicks, who
other wise would have been safely sitting at
her desk, boarded the exact same train and
carriage as the teen bomber.
The need to buy a paper ticket after
forgetting her travel card and a delay with
the trains cost her the precious minutes
that could have made all the difference.
Though Ms Hicks was standing but
a person away from the teen, she does
not recall anything significant about the
bomber himself, saying he had blended
into the usual anonymity of fellow London
In fact it was not till days later that she
knew exactly what had happened.
In the moments after the explosion her
focus was on staying alive.
As the last to be freed from the wreckage,
Ms Hicks spent a good hour trapped
on the train, during which she applied
tourniquets around both her legs to stem
the blood flow and faced the prospect of
her own death.
“I was able to confront the very real idea
of death and make the choice to choose
She describes the moment the darkness
cleared as the torch from the rescuers shone
“The first moment I saw the torch and
heard ‘Priority One’ ... it was amazing to
know rescue was at hand.”
Waking up from a coma, a few days later,
to see the tag on her arm that read “one
unknown, estimated female” was another
defining moment in Ms Hicks’ experience.
“Here I was an un-recognisable,
unidentified person, and people risked their
own lives to come and save me,” she says.
“It didn’t matter what the colour of my skin
was, where I came from, if I had faith or
not, if I was rich or poor.”
Ms Hicks says absolutely nothing
mattered other than that “I was a precious
It is this value of human life that has
inspired Ms Hicks not to harbour hatred
against her attackers but to work to foster
understanding and eliminate extremism
every day of the 10 years since.
“The difference to me had to be in
deterring anyone from every following the
path down to violent extremism ... my work
is focused on how we build a sustainable
peace, in which we see coherent and
She does this through the not-for-profit
organisations she’s founded, MAD (Make
a Difference) for peace and its Australian
reincarnation, MAD Minds.
Through these platforms Ms Hicks hopes
to connect people and encourage them to
think of Peace as a verb — something one
can actively do.
Her work is focused on public
engagement, education and bridging
divides in communities, to eradicate
ignorance and intolerance of people of
other faiths and cultures, including Arabic
and Islamic communities and provide a
counter-narrative to extremist ideologies.
“It was important for me to use my body
in its ‘new ’ form to show the strength,
courage and determination that I believe
is within each of us — that we can face
adversity and make a difference, embracing
life for all it offers.”
About the London bombings
On Thursday July 7, 2005 four suicide
bombers detonated bombs in Central
52 people were killed and more than
770 were injured.
Three bombs went off at 8.50 am on
underground trains just outside Liverpool
Street and Edgware Road stations and on
another travelling between King ’s Cross
and Russell Square.
The final explosion was an hour later on
a double-decker bus in Tavistock Square.
Suicide bombers were Hasib Hussain,
18, Mohammed Sidique Khan, 30,
Germaine Lindsay, 19 and Shehzad
Using anger for good
Australian Gill Hicks, who lost both her legs in the July 2005 London Tube bombings, has used
her anger at the “senseless act ” to fuel her devotion towards building a more cohesive society and
discouraging violent extremism. CORAZON MILLER of the New Zealand Herald, spoke to the
2014 South Australian of the Year.
A pint of water after a big night? Or
a takeaway to soak up the booze? There
is no point, say scientists.
Scientists have solved one of the
burning questions of our time: how to
avoid a hangover. And their answer?
They found hangover cures do not
work. Drinking water after a big
night out, or eating a meal to soak
up the alcohol, is simply pointless.
The only sure-fire way to avoid the
morning-after misery of nausea and
a pounding headache is to limit your
Researchers in the Netherlands
and Canada monitored the drinking
habits of more than 1600 Dutch and
Canadian students to discover whether
some were — as they had claimed —
immune to hangovers.
They calculated the estimated blood
alcohol concentration among those
who experienced hangovers and those
who said they did not. Four-fifths of
those who claimed not to suffer from
hangovers had an estimated blood
alcohol level of less than 0.1% — the
equivalent of about two large glasses
of wine. Dr Joris Verster, the study’s
lead author of Utrecht University in
the Netherlands, said: “In general, we
found a pretty straight relationship; the
more you drink, the more likely you are
to get a hangover.
“The majority of those who in fact
reported never having a hangover
tended to drink less, perhaps less than
they themselves thought would lead to
The researchers also analysed
whether eating, or drinking water,
directly after drinking alcohol made
someone less likely to experience a
hangover. They questioned students
on their latest heavy drinking session,
and whether they had food or water
afterwards. They were then asked to
rate their hangover from “absent ” to
Results showed hangover severity was
virtually no different between the two
“Those who took food or water
showed a slight statistical improvement
in how they felt over those who didn’t,
but this didn’t really translate into
a meaningful difference,” added Dr
“ From what we know from the
sur veys so far, the only practical way
to avoid a hangover is to drink less
alcohol.” — AP
The only hangover
cure that works . . .
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