Time for a blibwog

A few strange days to report, unsurprisingly. I finished my essays and handed them in on time. Tuesday night I drank four pints and quickly went to sleep on my bed, only to be disturbed at 1 a. m. by my flat mates breaking through my window. Unfortunately, they caused me to sleep walk in a fit of rage apparently, indirectly causing my window to be smashed. I only woke up after this happened, and the situation, along with the cuts on my hands, shocked me a little, since I had no recollection of what happened. Anyway, they won't be invading my personal space again!

Wednesday I went to Harbour City at Salford Quays for a bit of time to myself, and visited the Lowry, Pizza Express and the Imperial War Museum North. The I. W. M. was very impressive and highly recommended. The building is cathedral, darkened and full of blacks and reds. Tall, thick, white block pillars, combined with a slight echo and the walkie-talkies of the security staff give the impression that this could indeed have been a military base, or a deserted Cold War battle scene. The content of the exhibition was first class. It gives a chronological account of 20th century war up to the present day. It is intelligent, intellectual and academic, representing an insightful look into the nature and motivation of war in general, etic terms. One thing it did well is to put current world events in perspective, both statistically and in terms of terrorism through the ages. Terrorism is nothing new, and it has always been motivated for the same reasons. War likewise: fear, threat, power. Anyway, go there!