Honor James

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  1. Honor James

    Man of Steel 2018

    Interesting question. I don't know who does the final picking, does anybody?
  2. Honor James

    Man of Steel 2018

    Ooops, sorry. I clicked on the wrong quote so I have asked my question again ..... below.
  3. Honor James

    Man of Steel 2018

    Barba? Very disappointed. Fun to watch when `on the lucky run' but all flash and dash - no staying power worth mentioning at all. An entertainer. A good one. But for me it's John Bateman this year ........... Bateman has given us everything that any elected Rugby League Man of Steel must have given. No flash and dash at all, but tough, relentless committment, skill and courage in spades.
  4. Honor James

    Our new position in the EU

    Me bang on about name calling and someone called `Jihad Jaqui'? No offence, but you must be confusing me with someone else; I have never written anything about her (him or it) whoever she (he or it) may be (real or fictional). And whichever - she (he or it) seems a bit beyond my limited sphere of interest, politically speaking. Which, you may have noticed, tends mostly to the parochial and leans heavily on the past. ๐Ÿ™‚
  5. Honor James

    Our new position in the EU

    I couldn't agree more. And it's a pity now, isn't it, that Tusk and quite a few other Bureaurocratic Admin Dumbo, so-called leaders, started out determined to stamp the UK back under the bureaurocratic boot. A little less rudeness, a few less heel-clicking-flashback moments in the lead-up to referendum day, and there are many people like me, I supect, undecided up to the moment of putting a cross in one box or the other, who might have chosen to "err on the side of caution rather than courage". But there it was, large as life on TV ( I have mentioned it before); Tusk saying to group of young Belgian students in a Brussels square, just prior to voting day, "The British people will do as they are told." Few words - big effect. Big, bad effect, if you still believe the UK should have voted to stay under the (velvet covered) jackboot. Which last, I think, well-enough defines my current position on all of this. It is still, as it was the day I voted: "Oh yeah? Heard that before, as a small baby under a stone-topped kitchen table in 1944."
  6. Honor James

    Our new position in the EU

    Today, this whole business sounds like nothing so much as a continuation of an entire, two, wasted years of prevaricating, smoke and mirror, daisy-picking-nonsensensical: "We're leaving, we're leaving not, we're leaving, we're leaving no ... ot?.... er? um/er? can anybody think of anything else to say to delay making a decision on this - or on anything to do with it? er?" How stupid a breed of politicians/voters actually believes at all in it? In: "Let us/let them prevaricate long enough and you/they can get away with anything/everything," way of tackling difficult issues? It's enough to make the composite kings Arthur turn over in their graves.
  7. A bit like the Rugby Union setup: England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales play test matches The British Lions go On Tour. And it seems to me, though I don't know enough about it really, that they tour in a special capacity. Not officially defined as ambassadorial, but effectively that is what their role seems to be .............. As well, of course, as playing rugby matches with no other intention but to beat their opponents every time ............ Which may seem a little ambassadorially strange if you think about it, but it seems to work. Maybe somebody else here knows the proper, official facts.
  8. I don't remember hearing either you or Danny Lockwood getting more than a fleeting chance to get two-words in edgeways, Richard. To me it came across almost exclusively Damian Irvine. The `star guest!' (rather like Ben Barba at Saints this year), but this one giving us the benefit of his wisdom rather than skill, at length, on almost everything that came up. With Rod Studd excitedly adding a twopence-ha'penny from time to time of course, before handing the floor back to the ready-to-oblige magus from Australia. Merlin the magician throwing fireballs to the audience could scarcely have made a better job of up-staging the whole bang-shoot. But that's just me. I believe most people who said anything, didn't mind (nay, reported having enjoyed) his monologe-with-breathing-space-interpolations-by-Rod way of taking part in a discussion. And perhaps I only noticed it because I have a tendency to hold-the-floor myself (albeit only in private), so I may be rather more attuned to the failing in others.
  9. I would like to point out - for the benefit of those who did not watch that episode - that the person doing an inordinate amount of interrupting during that episode was not you Richard. It was Rod Studd, always ebullient but on that occasion coming across as just plain rude. To be fair, perhaps prompted by an anxious producer prodded `from above' to "make it hard-hitting" - although I cannot know that. But whatever, although I may be a bit old-fashioned about `turn and turn about', I found Rod's apparent determination (in that episode) to be the `only other pebble on the beach' (by virtually ignoring two of his three invited guests), so uncomfortable to watch I switched the television off. Didn't even go back to see if parts 2 and 3 improved. A first time ever switch-off for me - for Rugby League Backchat.
  10. Brilliant! If ever a concrete example proved that badgering-on and on, ad nauseum, when the person you are interviewing is clearly determined to side-step the question no matter how many times you badger and re-badger, this is it. Lesson for interviewers: never let the extent of your badgering make a fool of you. If your interviewee side-steps any question more than twice (three times?) it is just as clear to your audience as it is to you, that although he is side-stepping you are making a fool of yourself. Fortunately, the young(er) Mr Paxman was intelligent enough to learn from his mistakes, and in later years deployed his rapier wit in more productive ways.
  11. Perhaps you may not have thought this through quite fully. Perhaps, if you want to get people like Ralph Rimmer to occasionally take part in a discussion programme on television; to offer their opinions, version of events, thoughts for the future and so on; perhaps it may be advisable not to make them feel they are only there to be pumped to death, criticised, laughed into touch and/or just plain disbelieved. Like all of us, Ralph Rimmer has a job to do; a job that requires him to maintain a dignified and prudent image for the sake of the game he represents. Why assume that with him, only a third-degree interrogation style session could be of interest and useful? It is useful, I believe, to have people like Ralph take part. People in high-office (at whatever level), officials like Ralph who, while operative and controlling to a certain extent, are also representative and therefore requisitely discrete. What gain then, if the first time someone like Ralph agrees to join your discussion panel, you succeed only in convincing him that, having offered himself up for one battering he will not make the same mistake again? Surely it is better to enjoy the occasional benefit of having some currently pertinent questions, some concerns or policies explained - in a relaxed and informal way - from the official point of view. I would like to see Backchat able to invite RFL officials, in various capacities, onto the show from time to time, without coming slap-bang up against a ban on any such participation, imposed `from above'. We could surely benefit from the potentially enlightening (if moderately cautious), freely offered knowledge and opinions of many such people. That will never be possible, however, until current television audiences throw off this `TV channel war' nurtured obsession with `ooh, aaah drama!'; the idea that only conflict can possibly be interesting; the belief that any interviewee not grilled `noughties-Paxmanโ€™ style will, by-definition, be getting away with lying. Surely the man being grilled is the man more likely to resort to lies. ? ๐Ÿ˜€
  12. ........... or their ability to create regular, positive-image promoting publicty for their club and for the game as a whole. It must have happened, of course, but it would be interesting to know when last any UK based club was officially recognised and applauded by its own town council, or city hall. http://www.totalrl.com/wolfpack-feted-at-toronto-city-hall/
  13. Yes - tomorrow morning (Sat. 28th), 9 o'clock on www.totalrl.com http://www.totalrl.com/this-weeks-rugby-league-back-chat-20/
  14. Honor James

    NRL Proposes International Shake Up

    I couldn't agree more. Talk about brass-faced incongruity! The NRL ......... spends the last 14, of 16 years since I got involved with the game of Rugby League, singing: "Count me out, count me out, count me out do, I'm far too important to bother with you." So the rest of the world just got on with it ..... without them. And now? Now there's a bit of action in the offing that they would like to have look like it was their idea all along ..... whoosh, bang, wallop! Onto the stage hops this fellow." "No show without Punch, no show without Punch! Leave this to me!" ? ? ? Has he no sense of shame? Probably not.
  15. Honor James

    Our new position in the EU

    Fudge. That's what today was about. How to make a fudge that won't look, taste and smell like fudge. The incompetence on every possible side beggars belief. It is outdone only by the monumental arrogance of this `baby-boomers-kids' generation. Children, playing at politics. How fortunate they are, never to have been faced by anything more serious than deciding who and what will have to be sold down the river this time. Anyone still holding out hope for the British fishing industry? Hmm! The hope I most detected in tonight's late news readers (along with scarcely guarded elation), and equally in four of the usual, carefully unbalanced set of guests on Newsnight, was the hope that (yippee) in the end we will all crawl gratefully back under the velvet jackboot. Comforted, of course (for those who play the game right) by the thought that a nice, fat sinecure of a sign-in-and-go-day job in Brussels might be possible, next time their own party is voted out of government. So different to the world out there, in places where the democracy their (and our) parents and grandparents fought and died to preserve through two world wars, holds no sway. But does it still hold sway here, now? Not, for me, in a European Union where - very shortly before the leave/remain referendum - a man called Tusk, when asked by some students in a Brussels street, "What will the British people do?" answered, "The British people will do as they are told." I watched him say it. Straight out, on television. I was astounded. It was like stepping suddenly into a late 1940s war film. Zieg heil! Voting day came, and having all along intended to vote remain, I stood there waving my pen around and wondering, and then I voted to leave the European Union. I had begun to fear since returning to England after many years abroad, that the European Union wasn't really a democracy. When the Irish called a referendum to decide whether or not to sign the Lisbon Treaty, they voted not to sign it. But then - astonishingly - the committee in Brussels told their Taoiseach to hold the referendum again and "this time get the right answer". What? Seriously? I couldn't quite put my finger on it because that was Ireland, not us, but it didn't seem right to me. It's different here, I thought. And sure enough, it was different. It seemed clear enough here in Britain too, that public opinion was, in the majority, against signing any more powers over to Brussels. But blow me down with a feather! Gordon Brown side-stepped that minor detail. Flew off to Lisbon, sort of secretly, really, and signed the thing (on your behalf and mine), just like that. Next day the media announced that he had done so. Different here? No way. Here, as in Ireland, France, Portugal, Italy and all the rest of the European Union countries, we are obliged to do what is required of us by our communal `masters'. Yep. The European Union is not democracy, it's a dictatorship. Not an evil one, of course, but a carefully enough camouflaged one. There is no apparent, figure-head dictator. And to be fair, there is a parliament (of sorts!), but all the real decisions are made behind closed doors. The deliberations made there are undisclosed, and above all, it is decided there which matters can be brought up for discussion in parliament. That's dictatorship; dictatordhip by committee. So what about today at Checkers? Today was to thrash out a fudge. All along, Theresa May seems to have been doing what I can only assume she was put there to do, by those who hope she will persuade us that fudging back into the European Union is a good idea (whilst being nominally `out'). Finally convincing me that here in the UK - in 2018 - the result of a referendum is no longer (like the result of an election), the will of the people which parliament must abide by. It is, as it seems to be in the European Union, a mere inconvenience, to be stretched, warped and stirred into an unrecognisable (but expedient) mush. Well in my experiemce, a mush seldom pleases anyone.