Showing posts with label princess Diana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label princess Diana. Show all posts

Thursday, December 21, 2006

At Princess Diana's Centre


DID you know that the human brain is designed to “plan a move from scratch each and every time”?

It seems that we are not lab rats. And it is by thinking anew and not by routine that we kick a football, swing a golf club or write the Daily Mail, the paper in which this story appears.

As the paper says: “This means that, unlike a computer, people cannot just automatically repeat what has gone before.”

For instance, could a computer create the Mail? No, it could not. Each story of imminent doom and horror is addressed on its individual merits.

And so it is that the Express is designed each day from fresh. It is down not to planning that Princess Diana features so prominently, it is down to the truth that she is big news.
And here is Diana taking to people at a Centrepoint hostel in London. Diana is blonde and fair of skin. Her audience is continued

Monday, December 11, 2006

Princess Diana Reveals All


“OFFICIAL DIANA REPORT SHOCK,” advertises the Mirror’s front page. “BUGGED on night she died.”

The result of the Scotland Yard inquiry into the apparent death of Diana has found “NO murder, NO cover up and NO conspiracy”.

Or course, many expected this, it serving to further their own beliefs that Diana was murdered by a middle-aged woman who smelled of wet horse and tampon. Or the butler.

All is nonsense. This much we now know for certain.

So we can move on. Diana can be allowed to rest in peace, or live out her days on the fabled Sixth Floor of London’s Harvey Nichols department store.

But first let us learn more of that bugging operation. And it’s reached the attention of the Express, for whom conspiracy appears as truth.

“The US spy dossier on Diana’s last movements,” says the headline. Readers learn that Henri Paul, Diana’s driver on the day of that accident, was in the employ of the French secret service.

And, what is more, American agents were listening into Diana’s telephone conversations as she stayed at Paris’s Ritz Hotel.

But why? What could they have hoped to learn from the woman? A call to room service for laxatives? A pet name for Dodi Fayed, her then boyfriend, something like Squidy? Her rendition of Duran Duran’s seminal hit Girls On Film?

Whatever the dossier contains the belief is that the Express, with the assistance of Mohamed Al Fayed, will not rest until each of its “hundreds” of pages comp has been studied.

The truth is out, but questions remain. What will the Express do now Diana is officially dead? Can you take two bottles into the shower?

And was it all just a cry for help?


Read more on the original Ezine - Anorak

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Pricncess Diana Sparkles

"DIANA," announces the Express's front page in familiar fashion.

"Police tried to make me change my evidence says key witness."

And not just a key witness, but a "cricial witness", as the paper goes on to say.

But what kind of witness makes a crucial witness? Is this someone who saw Diana perish in that mundane car accident? Has the Express scored a scoop, unearthing the driver of that battered white Fiat Uno spotted in the vacinity of Paris's Alma Tunnel on the night Diana died?

This witness is Alberto Repossi, a jeweller in Monte Carlo. This is, of course, the Repossi who helped Diana and Dodi Fayed pick out a £230,000 emerald and diamond band. Called Dis-Moi Oiu (Tell Me Yes) the ring has yet to feature in any Diana Love Collection produced by the Franklin Mint or Argos, but it can only be a matter of time before this oversight is seen to.

Says Repossi (rings, necklaces and more): "I have for a long time followed closely the Daily Express's crusade for the truth and I strongly support any attempt to determine exactly what caused this terrible tragedy."

Thus far the cause of Diana's death has been traced back to the moment of her birth and beyond. Each factor of Diana's life - each waking and sleeping moment - forms a cobble in the path that led to her death.

Diana is born. Diana is conceived. Diana's mother makes eyes at her father. The dinosaurs walk the Earth. And so on. All is part of the pattern.

So here is Repossi, a ring-seller, a shiny cobble in Diana's life, telling us: "My real concern is that attempts were certainly made to get me to change what I knew to be the truh."

He continues: "After reading your coverage, and my experiences and those of my wife with the inquiry team, I feel I can no longer trust the authorities to speak the truth."

And the truth is? Why, that Diana and Dodi visited Mr Repossi's jewellers in Monte Carlo (check press for opening times) and picked out the kind of ring that were it not on the hand of a rich socialite would happily pass for a brass's knuckleduster.

Of course, there must be more to this story. And we realise that diamonds, such as those found in Mr Repossi's ring, are generally very old, ranging from under 1 billion to 3.3 billion years old.

And so it the story of what led to Diana's death goes on...

Read Anorak the web's original ezine on www.anorak.co.uk