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The history of liberty has largely been the history of the observance of procedural safeguards.

Somewhere out there Antarctica awaits... Clifton Beach, October 2011. Do you remember that song Safety Dance by Canadian synth combo Men Without Hats? I hate that song. Really. I really hate that song. They should have done a song about an ocean or a beach. Only it should be nothing like fellow Canadians Martha and the Muffins' aural atrocity Echo Beach , because I really hate that song too. Come to think of it, there's a lot of Canadian music I don't like...

When men are full of envy they disparage everything, whether it be good or bad.

I took this photo not long before a storm hit. We could see the rain moving in from the north, north west and west (over the mountain). The problem with these kinds of early-summer days in Tasmania is that we can have a hot and humid 32°C air tempreture, but when you dip your toe in the drink, you’ll find it a far more bracing 13°C or so. Henry, as you can see, is a brave soul…

If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?

I asked Henry what was out there. His reply? The World!