i) My favour­ite photo from the G8 protests: the modern-day equi­val­ent of the roses in the gun barrel. Yes, that’s lip­stick and yes, those are kiss marks. Poor police officer. Is he blush­ing? (Photo copy­right AFP, linked from The Age)

ii) Many more die every day in other coun­tries, bombed by US forces, Brit­ish forces, Aus­tralian forces, Israeli forces, Palestinian teen­agers, internal insur­gents. Darfur was much, much worse than this. Is much, much worse than this. And did not have the same global reac­tion. I am saddened by that, at the same time as I am wor­ried that I can’t work out what Kate Cot­tam’s e‑mail address is at the BBC and so can’t con­tact her to see if she’s okay.

iii) I have an anonym­ous cor­res­pond­ent on this journal. From things he’s said in the past, I think he lives in London at least some of the time. I have no idea what his name is or whether he would have any reason to be near the bomb sites. And yet, I find myself think­ing about his where­abouts too. So, Bour­dieu Boy, if you’re read­ing this, drop me a line and tell me you’re okay?