Yesterday, the news came through that Judge Walker in San Francisco had ruled that the controversial Proposition 8 – which bans gay marriage in California and had been approved by referendum two years ago – was unconstitutional. The ruling is quite an interesting read and may well set significant legal precedents further down the line.
The result was a march from San Francisco famous gay district, Castro, to City Hall, along Market Street. I caught up with the rally just as it ended the top of Market St and got some pictures of the march and the subsequent speeches in from of City Hall. You can see them below as a Flickr feed.
A few weeks ago, Sapna and I had some engagement photos taken around the Embarcadero in San Francisco, by our wedding photographer, Peter Kwan. You can see them in a slide show below or by following this link.
One of the bizarre but wonderful things about living in Los Angeles is that when all your friends are freezing cold or trapped under the snow in January, you get to walk in the sun and witness the most extraordinary sunsets.
Last night I saw the makings of an extraordinary sunset and jumped on my bike to Venice to get some snaps. Here’s one and under that, a Flickr feed of the rest:
I have recently been in Mexico visiting my old mate Jonny Hennessey-Brown who got married on 29 December to the lovely Suzanne Evans, both of whom are in the string quarter called Cuarteto Genesis to which this blog post is a blatant plug (the other two are Tim Myall, a Brit, and Gocha Shkirtladze, a Georgian).
Actually, Jonny asked me to take some snaps of them rehearshing to stick up on their blog, which I did and I thought I’d also put one or two up here (you can see them all here).
Actually this was ten minutes of blissful relaxation forced on me as I had to wait for my room in Cascadas de Merida to be cleaned. I wish I could have stayed in the hammock all day but my brain is buzzing with ideas for my Sex.com book so I have to get on…
That’s it really. Apart from the fact that the more I think about the iPhone, the more I think that this is one of Jobs’ cock-ups. He is insisting – as he always does – that Apple (read: Steve Jobs) has complete control over what happens with the phone. No third-party stuff, no APIs.
I’m also sick of soppy, fawning American journalism. And I’m bored of pointlessly bitchy and unpleasant bloggers. I get the distinct feeling the Mexican philosophy of life is seeping into my skull.
What else? There is a car wash next to where I’m staying. But it is so Mexican that I have walked past it a dozen times and not even noticed. It is also a car wash on a street that only about 20 cars go down per day. I think the owner did this on purpose. You see, it’s only a car wash when he’s in the mood for washing cars. Otherwise it’s just a half-painted wooden gate.
I am having a strange half-holiday, half-work time in Merida, Yucatan, Mexico. I am relaxing away from the nonsense of my normal life but at the same time spending most of the day working on my Sex.com book.
Not that there isn’t time for some political intrigue. I went to a 60th birthday party out very, very close to the cenotes I visited only two days before. Elizabeth is a very pleasant Englishwoman who plays violin in the Merida Orchestra and has bought a plot of land in the stix, which she is doing up and uses as her weekend retreat. We went there for a bbq.
I had been there for a few hours when Jonny turns up and says that Andres Manuel Lopez Obrador is giving a speech in town – just five minutes drive away. Of course, being English, it took five to ten minutes to extricate ourselves from the party to go check it out – by which time Mr Lopez Obrador had already moved on. Although left behind was a little temporary booth that was signing up the local villagers to his “parallel government”.
I mentioned about a month ago how I was considering setting up a second blog so I could more easily separate my personal and professional life. And yesterday, twice, I was reminded that there is a bit of an unusual overlap when I spoke to two people: one, the spokesman for a company I regularly report on; and the second, the CEO of a company I also follow closely.
Both of them made mention of my paella (I note with sadness that only one was interested in the actual recipe however). Now this was a tremendous paella, there’s no doubt about that, but I suspect that there may be a few people out there that don’t want to know about my lunch and so I am going to highlight here an easy solution to the problem: separate RSS feeds.
I was at the Internet Governance Forum (IGF) in Athens last week taking pictures, among other things. I have finally been through all the snaps and have posted a few below amid a quick rundown of events.
The remainder can be found at my IGF photo gallery/archive at kierenmccarthy.co.uk/photos/igf/. If anyone has any questions or queries, please email me at: kieren [at] thiswebaddress.co.uk.