This blog is a (much!) less-than-formal outlining of recent travels, events, happenings, thoughts and comments which tend to have some occupational relevance, but are on occasion nothing more than a means of passing the time while waiting for trains, planes & automobiles...

Wednesday 15 August 2012

Siege Mentality

I'm currently sat in the bar at the Institute of Directors after a rather long awards ceremony; just round the corner from where Julian Assange is claiming asylum inside the Ecuadorian Embassy besiege with deluded supporters and news crews.
Although he might claim that this is some sort of freedom, I'd personally be thinking of ways to extricate myself from what looks like a nondescript prison building with better-than-the-norm views from some of the windows.
Some here have suggested that he might be smuggled out in an overly-large diplomatic bag, but as the drinks have flowed some more creative options have been put forward....
  • Simulate death by self hypnosis like James Coburn's Flint and be taken from the embassy in a coffin and flown to Quito for a hero's funeral. (Kevin)
  • Wear a prosthetic mask and disguise himself as the Ecuadorian ambassador so leave Britain on a diplomatic passport. (Bob D)
  • Publicly arrange for Madame Tussuad's to make a waxwork of the Wikileaks founder, and then after one its top modellers has "recreated" his features take the completed "waxwork" out of the embassy in full view of press, police and demonstrators. (Dermot)
  • Disguise himself as a washerwoman in the style of Mr Toad and slip boldly past the oblivious police, steal an aeroplane and then fly out of the reach of British justice. (Pippa)
  • Simply walk out of the front door with his hands in the air and see if anybody actually cares...