the plight of the family farm
I vaguely remember hearing about R.E.M.'s Peter Buck (allegedly) getting drunk on an airplane and assaulting a flight crew a year or so ago, back when the incident (allegedly) happened. But I hadn't realized the absurd extent of the (alleged) events until reading the BBC's report on the current trial.
The prosecution alleged Mr Buck had drunk about 15 glasses of wine during the flight and tried to get hold of more. It is said Mr Buck was so drunk he tried to insert a CD into a hostess trolley believing it to be a CD player. According to Mr Bate, Mr Buck then sidled up to a woman passenger and declared "I want to sit next to my wife", before being ordered to return to his own seat. The musician allegedly punched the wall of the aircraft with "considerable force". There was then a tussle between Mr Buck and two stewards involving a yoghurt and spoon, resulting in the yoghurt exploding over the three of them. As cabin crew tried to clean Mr Buck up, he turned a hostess trolley upside down, sending crockery and breakfast food everywhere.
Buck claims a sleeping pill fucked him up, and Bono has taken time out from saving the world to drop by as a character witness. This is just so odd, given the bookish and self-effacing nature of the band; it would be like hearing that Kazuo Ishiguro had trashed his hotel room.
Oh so meta: Which online personality test are you? (I got the James Bond Villain Test, which I could not take in its turn, as the link is broken.)
Also, my commercial alter ego has put up its shingle at metameat.com. Some kind of skateboard/snowboard store in Colorado, I guess? Maybe we could sue each other—that would be diverting.
