Saturday, 31 October 2009
Happy Halloween
These carved pumpkins were emailed to me, no idea where they come from, but if they're yours, let me know and I'll gladly give you credit.
Friday, 30 October 2009
Face, meet palm. Again.
Cunts:
So, half of the money for this scam is going to come from the taxpayer and half from businesses. The EU and the various governments aren't going to cut their fucking budgets to find this fucking money, oh fucking no, so that means apart from all the other shit they buttfuck you for, they're now going to be taking this egregious monkey wanking out of your face as well.
Just in case anybody thinks otherwise: the government doesn't have any money. The EU doesn't have any money. All they have is guns and shitty laws that excuse them from the norms of any civilised society while they fucking steal yours and piss it up the wall at any fucking stupid thing they want.
Fucking thieving, mendacious, bullies. If there was any fucking justice, the headmaster would be along any minute now to administer a sound thrashing to these fuckers.
But there isn't.
Update: More fucking proof, if it were needed, that there is no fucking justice at all.
the summit text puts a 100 billion euros-a-year (£89.6 billion) price on curbing global warming by 2020, of which annual public funding is estimated at 22-50bn euros.(£19.7bn - £44.8bn.)
The EU's combined share of that would be between 7-10bn euros (£6.2bn - £8.96bn) a year by 2020.
So, half of the money for this scam is going to come from the taxpayer and half from businesses. The EU and the various governments aren't going to cut their fucking budgets to find this fucking money, oh fucking no, so that means apart from all the other shit they buttfuck you for, they're now going to be taking this egregious monkey wanking out of your face as well.
Just in case anybody thinks otherwise: the government doesn't have any money. The EU doesn't have any money. All they have is guns and shitty laws that excuse them from the norms of any civilised society while they fucking steal yours and piss it up the wall at any fucking stupid thing they want.
Fucking thieving, mendacious, bullies. If there was any fucking justice, the headmaster would be along any minute now to administer a sound thrashing to these fuckers.
But there isn't.
Update: More fucking proof, if it were needed, that there is no fucking justice at all.
When you're in a fucking hole, what is rule number one?
Could it be: "stop digging"?
Evidently not:
Of course not, you mendacious cock-sniffing fuckmonkey.
I spend about 66 days a year from home, and I don't get the chance to fund a second fucking house out of it, you arrogant cunt weasel. And EIGHT FUCKING MILES from your main home?
Fuck off you cunt. You got off fucking lightly. Shut the fuck up and be grateful, or we will be fucking come for you with pitchforks and torches.
Evidently not:
A day after apologising to the House of Commons for claiming second home allowances on a house in which he let his parents live rent-free, the Labour MP came out fighting to defend his colleagues over the expenses scandal.
He told GMTV: "It may be a system that the people don't like, and I understand the debate around that, but I think overwhelmingly the MPs have not been fiddling, diddling and going into criminality."
Of course not, you mendacious cock-sniffing fuckmonkey.
The house, in his constituency of Harrow East, where he admitting staying a maximum of 66 days in a year, is just eight miles from the “main” home he shares with his wife.
I spend about 66 days a year from home, and I don't get the chance to fund a second fucking house out of it, you arrogant cunt weasel. And EIGHT FUCKING MILES from your main home?
Fuck off you cunt. You got off fucking lightly. Shut the fuck up and be grateful, or we will be fucking come for you with pitchforks and torches.
Ebay ad of the week
It'll never stay up, so I'm filching it:
Vauxhall Vectra B lexus style lights - well sick yo!!!
WIKKID MAN!!! boooyak
Big showt owt to all dem boiz nd gyals bussin in dem Vectraz. Ere we av sum well rude lexus lites. Propa peng modifiing bruv.
I got dese on my 1.6 LS wot had tintz, a metal spoila, neonz on da roof and my main man Lostboi angin owt da back till e got busted 4 robbing Dave's nan. Ne way it wos wicked. So now u can b rollin wiv dese 4 shizzle and all your bad manz in da back.
Dey has got a few lite scratches wot dont really show up wen u doin 90 round maccy d's carpark, but i thort I'd rite about dem anywayz cos I dont want non of u internet playaz hatin' on me and cussin ma boiz on da youtube. Ya getz me? All da bulbs iz on da back as well, wiv sum plugs or some ova white boi sh*t 4 the electrikz 2 go down.
Dey will be posted wiv da Royal Mail Posse (postman pat I fink, if he iz still rollin wiv dat black pussy), or if u iz local u can get dem for free innit from ma crib.
Pay wiv paypal so u is safe bruv.
Question & Answer
Q: u c i is in cornwall an dey wud lyk look siikk on my tractor bruv. Postman pats on fukkin strike yo! I'll by dem if you deliver lyk my pizza manz yeh? Respek
A: wer is dat corn-wall? iz dat da wall wot dem roman-niggaz bilt wiv corn 2 keep owt da scouse-manz from scotzlandz? ma boi jermaine did bout dis in histori at skool but i woz rownd da bike shedz sniffin glu 2 give a sh*t
Q: yo yo yo those lights banging bruv why u seeling them they is wicked wooyacka sha
A: i iz makin sum bigga lites owt of cardbord & tin foilz man. also i carnt afford ma new rotty till i getz sum $$$
Q: Yo bruv, howz it goin yeh bruva. U nah dat postmanz pat from the red mail posse iz currentlyz on strike actions cos he will be chillin out at crib wid his lil black pussy. I herd she calld Jess u na. U tink u cud gt dese sent out by the yellow posse who link da citis insted bruva?
A: yeh man or liek dem ups homeboiz wot krooz rownd in da brown vanz. i mean brown az a color not az in dey is dealin brown... ya deer?
Q: Can you speak english? What language are you typing in anyway because i don't understand you.
A: wot u chatin abowt m8? its inglish! jus coz u iz sum posh boi from chester or ne of dem ova plaices neer london duzznt mean u iz da bad man. if u fink talkin all posh iz da peng den just waite till u iz in a drivebi & see wher it getz u dan! BLAM BLAM
Q: I say! Those motor-car parts do look super! You Cockneys and your witty slang! If a chap was to purchase said parts for said chap's butler as a small birthday present, would the parts 'shizzle' Tompkin's 'Pizzle?'
A: Why most certainly my good fellow. He would most definitely be "big pimping" as he "rolled with his bee hatches".
Q: 'A 'A BUV dems rear sparks r da-snizzle wel-roode innit !!!! 'as u c i is only in Derby innit woud cum un git 'em if i won But Notts is well doug-ruf 4 'us Derby hood ganzta's cud u do u a fav and meet us @ maccy in Stabo. cum alone un i'll bring de foldin' --- noe funny biz tho'
A: der iz no maccys in stabbo but ile meet u at top shopz at phil potz owse!!!
Q: Yo Yo, If I get me grinda to me Corsa, do you fink I can Stick dese on it so me is looking like da propa gangsta with a corsa vectra... Word
A: N*GGA DER IS GUNFIRE IN UR USER NAME! TAKE FUKKEN COVA
Q: wel sick blud brap brap brap wot is UR bye it now
A: I wont a copy of dat new cd wotz called Council Estayte R&B 7 if u got it
Q: I say old boy, does one think totty will like them?
A: One might hypothesise that a female of the species would be positively orgasmic at the sight of 5-year old stick-on rammel attatched to the back of your plush Opel.
Q: demz well sik bruv mit av to bi dem even tho i gota voxall ashtray jus to ang em in me garage ya no
A: wire dem up 2 ur doorbel on halluwein so dey lite up liek a devil wen da kids cum nocking! den u can rob all their haribo and sell it to da peedos on www.bttos.com
Q: Gosh, I dont know what that languaue is but it sounds jolly exotic. Would those rather spiffing light clusters fit my Bentley Continental GT old chap?
A: Tally-ho old Bean! That sounds like a most splendid idea, although they could get you kicked out of the polo club! Furthermore I digress my dear badger; they might spoil your camouflage when you're out shooting pheasants. What-ho.
Q: lol this advert is well funny made me laugh for ages hope u get a good price x
A: I HOPE U GET A GOOD PRYCE 2 DARLIN. JUST DONT TAKE NO SHIT OFF NE1 AND IF DA 5-0 COME THEN SAY U WOZ JUST TALKIN 2 THE GUY ND CALL DA COPPAZ MUM A HO IF DEY TRY AND PIN IT ON U.
Q: wodup blud, i aintz got no dollar, wud ya gimme dem for quarter of da green stuff init? dey luk wikid, i wanna stik dem on ma nova deyre dat gud, a can cum to ya crib to get dem, i got to lend a tenner of my ma first doe to get some pecky, ya dig?
A: EASY NOW BRUV, SIGN ME ON2 YOUR GIRO AND WE IZ SORTED LOL
Q: Bruv, dey iz well wikkid innit! Me iz rollin' wiv my bois in a Mini Metro (well wikkid innit!) an u az got me finkin' that I az got 2 get me a Vectra after seein' dem blingin' wikkid lites bruv. Now speakin' as a bruv to a bruv, shud I go 4 speed (wikkid) wiv a 1.6 or shud I play it safe (we luvs it safe bruv, cept my boi Trevor who iz well in dem crap by gettin' his Julie up dem duff innit!) wiv a 1.7 TD? Its got its Turbo innit, but respek to the fuel economy, no wot I mean bruv? U clearly r da bruv wiv da info, so lay it down for me, cos I has got to have dem lites in my life innit bruv. Wikkid.
A: naaaaaaaah man! dey dont work on a diezil cuz du electrikz is diffurent on dem!!! dey only fit a 1.6 LS man metros are propa sik as well m8, but I thort u had 2 run dem on train trax? how is u gonna steer dat on a road?
Q: Eazy noaw! me is tinkin of byen dese lites init, but wot me wants ta no is, is it gona get me da biches, i as nads like 2 dogs in sacks init and me keeps trippin ova dem so i needs sumfink to get me da biches to elp me empti em, ye get me bruv. respek init Oi by de way me is a genuin geeza init, no messin. Boo-yaka-sha !!!!!!!!!!!!
A: my m8 charlene az got a quim like a hippo's yorn, u cud always smash dat? 20 lamburts nd she is urzzz m8!!!!!!!11
Q: iz daves nan a wel fit milf????? my bruz sayz u don her n dave put da vid on u tube!!!!
A: She's mingin bruv. Trust. Lostboi clocked a pie in her bagz so he whacked her on da ed n robbed dat hoe
Q: Oi Cuz theze iz Bad Man ting, standard. Iz it true they givez more powerz? I also fink they give you drift skillz, is it tru? Sick Won
A: drift skillz is wot its all abowt. me mate raykwon az got da bomb Saxo wot duz driftworks championshipz. Its like da sapport class wot duz it alongside da main event but in da car parc. he aint 2 well since he lost da back end and took out matalan
Q: Best ebay advert ever innit bruv.... I havent even got a vectra but you make me wanna bid on them!! Respek.
A: u need a vectra, believe! fiddy roles in a sri wen he is in a hurry and da hummer just dont cut it. niggaz is all about da vectra. if u lissin real careful u here him say "wood grain on da dash" in most of his rhymez. i had da wood grain.
Q: deze lyts r rood u gt a by it nw ?
A: 10 bag geez
Q: Respec, yo. I iz finkin abat gettin the lytes from yo crib yo. Duz I need 2 bring a shootah wiv me? Peace out yo.
A: SUP BRUV! bring ya shootah, i haz got a tek-9, but it iz only a plastik wun from da pound shop wot charmaine robbed 4 me.
Vauxhall Vectra B lexus style lights - well sick yo!!!
WIKKID MAN!!! boooyak
Big showt owt to all dem boiz nd gyals bussin in dem Vectraz. Ere we av sum well rude lexus lites. Propa peng modifiing bruv.
I got dese on my 1.6 LS wot had tintz, a metal spoila, neonz on da roof and my main man Lostboi angin owt da back till e got busted 4 robbing Dave's nan. Ne way it wos wicked. So now u can b rollin wiv dese 4 shizzle and all your bad manz in da back.
Dey has got a few lite scratches wot dont really show up wen u doin 90 round maccy d's carpark, but i thort I'd rite about dem anywayz cos I dont want non of u internet playaz hatin' on me and cussin ma boiz on da youtube. Ya getz me? All da bulbs iz on da back as well, wiv sum plugs or some ova white boi sh*t 4 the electrikz 2 go down.
Dey will be posted wiv da Royal Mail Posse (postman pat I fink, if he iz still rollin wiv dat black pussy), or if u iz local u can get dem for free innit from ma crib.
Pay wiv paypal so u is safe bruv.
Question & Answer
Q: u c i is in cornwall an dey wud lyk look siikk on my tractor bruv. Postman pats on fukkin strike yo! I'll by dem if you deliver lyk my pizza manz yeh? Respek
A: wer is dat corn-wall? iz dat da wall wot dem roman-niggaz bilt wiv corn 2 keep owt da scouse-manz from scotzlandz? ma boi jermaine did bout dis in histori at skool but i woz rownd da bike shedz sniffin glu 2 give a sh*t
Q: yo yo yo those lights banging bruv why u seeling them they is wicked wooyacka sha
A: i iz makin sum bigga lites owt of cardbord & tin foilz man. also i carnt afford ma new rotty till i getz sum $$$
Q: Yo bruv, howz it goin yeh bruva. U nah dat postmanz pat from the red mail posse iz currentlyz on strike actions cos he will be chillin out at crib wid his lil black pussy. I herd she calld Jess u na. U tink u cud gt dese sent out by the yellow posse who link da citis insted bruva?
A: yeh man or liek dem ups homeboiz wot krooz rownd in da brown vanz. i mean brown az a color not az in dey is dealin brown... ya deer?
Q: Can you speak english? What language are you typing in anyway because i don't understand you.
A: wot u chatin abowt m8? its inglish! jus coz u iz sum posh boi from chester or ne of dem ova plaices neer london duzznt mean u iz da bad man. if u fink talkin all posh iz da peng den just waite till u iz in a drivebi & see wher it getz u dan! BLAM BLAM
Q: I say! Those motor-car parts do look super! You Cockneys and your witty slang! If a chap was to purchase said parts for said chap's butler as a small birthday present, would the parts 'shizzle' Tompkin's 'Pizzle?'
A: Why most certainly my good fellow. He would most definitely be "big pimping" as he "rolled with his bee hatches".
Q: 'A 'A BUV dems rear sparks r da-snizzle wel-roode innit !!!! 'as u c i is only in Derby innit woud cum un git 'em if i won But Notts is well doug-ruf 4 'us Derby hood ganzta's cud u do u a fav and meet us @ maccy in Stabo. cum alone un i'll bring de foldin' --- noe funny biz tho'
A: der iz no maccys in stabbo but ile meet u at top shopz at phil potz owse!!!
Q: Yo Yo, If I get me grinda to me Corsa, do you fink I can Stick dese on it so me is looking like da propa gangsta with a corsa vectra... Word
A: N*GGA DER IS GUNFIRE IN UR USER NAME! TAKE FUKKEN COVA
Q: wel sick blud brap brap brap wot is UR bye it now
A: I wont a copy of dat new cd wotz called Council Estayte R&B 7 if u got it
Q: I say old boy, does one think totty will like them?
A: One might hypothesise that a female of the species would be positively orgasmic at the sight of 5-year old stick-on rammel attatched to the back of your plush Opel.
Q: demz well sik bruv mit av to bi dem even tho i gota voxall ashtray jus to ang em in me garage ya no
A: wire dem up 2 ur doorbel on halluwein so dey lite up liek a devil wen da kids cum nocking! den u can rob all their haribo and sell it to da peedos on www.bttos.com
Q: Gosh, I dont know what that languaue is but it sounds jolly exotic. Would those rather spiffing light clusters fit my Bentley Continental GT old chap?
A: Tally-ho old Bean! That sounds like a most splendid idea, although they could get you kicked out of the polo club! Furthermore I digress my dear badger; they might spoil your camouflage when you're out shooting pheasants. What-ho.
Q: lol this advert is well funny made me laugh for ages hope u get a good price x
A: I HOPE U GET A GOOD PRYCE 2 DARLIN. JUST DONT TAKE NO SHIT OFF NE1 AND IF DA 5-0 COME THEN SAY U WOZ JUST TALKIN 2 THE GUY ND CALL DA COPPAZ MUM A HO IF DEY TRY AND PIN IT ON U.
Q: wodup blud, i aintz got no dollar, wud ya gimme dem for quarter of da green stuff init? dey luk wikid, i wanna stik dem on ma nova deyre dat gud, a can cum to ya crib to get dem, i got to lend a tenner of my ma first doe to get some pecky, ya dig?
A: EASY NOW BRUV, SIGN ME ON2 YOUR GIRO AND WE IZ SORTED LOL
Q: Bruv, dey iz well wikkid innit! Me iz rollin' wiv my bois in a Mini Metro (well wikkid innit!) an u az got me finkin' that I az got 2 get me a Vectra after seein' dem blingin' wikkid lites bruv. Now speakin' as a bruv to a bruv, shud I go 4 speed (wikkid) wiv a 1.6 or shud I play it safe (we luvs it safe bruv, cept my boi Trevor who iz well in dem crap by gettin' his Julie up dem duff innit!) wiv a 1.7 TD? Its got its Turbo innit, but respek to the fuel economy, no wot I mean bruv? U clearly r da bruv wiv da info, so lay it down for me, cos I has got to have dem lites in my life innit bruv. Wikkid.
A: naaaaaaaah man! dey dont work on a diezil cuz du electrikz is diffurent on dem!!! dey only fit a 1.6 LS man metros are propa sik as well m8, but I thort u had 2 run dem on train trax? how is u gonna steer dat on a road?
Q: Eazy noaw! me is tinkin of byen dese lites init, but wot me wants ta no is, is it gona get me da biches, i as nads like 2 dogs in sacks init and me keeps trippin ova dem so i needs sumfink to get me da biches to elp me empti em, ye get me bruv. respek init Oi by de way me is a genuin geeza init, no messin. Boo-yaka-sha !!!!!!!!!!!!
A: my m8 charlene az got a quim like a hippo's yorn, u cud always smash dat? 20 lamburts nd she is urzzz m8!!!!!!!11
Q: iz daves nan a wel fit milf????? my bruz sayz u don her n dave put da vid on u tube!!!!
A: She's mingin bruv. Trust. Lostboi clocked a pie in her bagz so he whacked her on da ed n robbed dat hoe
Q: Oi Cuz theze iz Bad Man ting, standard. Iz it true they givez more powerz? I also fink they give you drift skillz, is it tru? Sick Won
A: drift skillz is wot its all abowt. me mate raykwon az got da bomb Saxo wot duz driftworks championshipz. Its like da sapport class wot duz it alongside da main event but in da car parc. he aint 2 well since he lost da back end and took out matalan
Q: Best ebay advert ever innit bruv.... I havent even got a vectra but you make me wanna bid on them!! Respek.
A: u need a vectra, believe! fiddy roles in a sri wen he is in a hurry and da hummer just dont cut it. niggaz is all about da vectra. if u lissin real careful u here him say "wood grain on da dash" in most of his rhymez. i had da wood grain.
Q: deze lyts r rood u gt a by it nw ?
A: 10 bag geez
Q: Respec, yo. I iz finkin abat gettin the lytes from yo crib yo. Duz I need 2 bring a shootah wiv me? Peace out yo.
A: SUP BRUV! bring ya shootah, i haz got a tek-9, but it iz only a plastik wun from da pound shop wot charmaine robbed 4 me.
Even though I'm not nicking a story off him ...
... I'm happy to tip my clown wig at this fellow: Muck&Brass
Why?
Poor little mites.
Anyway, let's hear it for Niall Connolly - and may he become a good example to us all.
Why?
A TOWN council has disbanded after members walked out over being constantly criticised by a lone internet blogger.
Poor little mites.
Anyway, let's hear it for Niall Connolly - and may he become a good example to us all.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Paging Charlotte Gore
This is the kind of thing that makes me wonder why anyone of a liberal persuasion can vote for the LimpDumbs.
Seriously, Thornhill, what the fucking fuck are you on about?
You can't have adults walking around unchecked in a playground?
Why is that?
You can't have adults walking around unchecked in a public space that they pay for out of their taxes? Or you can't have adults walking around unchecked in a playground because most or all of them are child molestors?
Neither one really makes any fucking sense to me.
What is "today's climate" on planet SocDem anyway? Because the rest of us, well, we live here on planet Earth.
You complete fucking moronic spaztard.
Essentially, parents have been barred from public playgrounds in parks. Instead, they are forced to wait outside the railings whilst council-employed "play facilitators" assist the children.
The council claim it is due to Ofsted regulations, although Ofsted have stated "only people working with children needed to be checked, not all adults on the premises. It added: 'We would never seek to prevent parents and carers having access to their own children.'"
The most pernicious quote is from the Mayor of Watford, the LibDem Dorothy Thornhill:'Sadly, in today's climate, you can't have adults walking around unchecked in a children's playground.'
Seriously, Thornhill, what the fucking fuck are you on about?
You can't have adults walking around unchecked in a playground?
Why is that?
You can't have adults walking around unchecked in a public space that they pay for out of their taxes? Or you can't have adults walking around unchecked in a playground because most or all of them are child molestors?
Neither one really makes any fucking sense to me.
What is "today's climate" on planet SocDem anyway? Because the rest of us, well, we live here on planet Earth.
You complete fucking moronic spaztard.
Tech companies and their webshites
What is it about tech companies and their ina-fucking-bility to create a website that doesn't make you want to track down their coding monkeys and peel them and roll them in salt?
Because I work with Informix, I spend a lot of time on IBM's website. 'Nuff said.
But it's not just them. Today, I was advised that there was a new release of the VMware player available. OK, I thought, let's get that then. Try and reg up a new account. No, you're already registered. Use my normal password. Nope. OK, try the "forgot password" link.
Now remember, this is to fucking download VMware player, nothing else.
They send me some entirely random password, one I definitely would never have chosen. So I didn't set that. So I log in. And it asks me a whole shitload of questions, which I answer. It then sends me ANOTHER fucking email that contains the download link.
So I click the link and ... it asks me to fucking log in AGAIN.
And don't get me FUCKING STARTED ON THEIR FUCKING INSTALL PROCESS WHICH TAKES HALF A FUCKING DAY AND REQUIRES A CUNTING REBOOT!!!!
Fucking useless cunt monkeys...
Because I work with Informix, I spend a lot of time on IBM's website. 'Nuff said.
But it's not just them. Today, I was advised that there was a new release of the VMware player available. OK, I thought, let's get that then. Try and reg up a new account. No, you're already registered. Use my normal password. Nope. OK, try the "forgot password" link.
Now remember, this is to fucking download VMware player, nothing else.
They send me some entirely random password, one I definitely would never have chosen. So I didn't set that. So I log in. And it asks me a whole shitload of questions, which I answer. It then sends me ANOTHER fucking email that contains the download link.
So I click the link and ... it asks me to fucking log in AGAIN.
And don't get me FUCKING STARTED ON THEIR FUCKING INSTALL PROCESS WHICH TAKES HALF A FUCKING DAY AND REQUIRES A CUNTING REBOOT!!!!
Fucking useless cunt monkeys...
Fuck the Commons
I just don't understand this fucking shit:
I'm fucking sorry, mister "parliamentary enquiry", but why is one thieving troughing cunt apologising to the other fucking troughing cunts? Why the cunting fuck is this fucking thief not apologising to US? It is, after all, us he fucking stole the money from.
And how does a grudging "apology" to your fellow troughers constitute a punishment? Why is this fucker not heading for jail?
Tony McNulty, the former Labour minister, will be ordered to repay more than £13,000 he claimed in expenses for his parents’ home.
A parliamentary inquiry will also order the MP to make a public apology in the House of Commons.
I'm fucking sorry, mister "parliamentary enquiry", but why is one thieving troughing cunt apologising to the other fucking troughing cunts? Why the cunting fuck is this fucking thief not apologising to US? It is, after all, us he fucking stole the money from.
And how does a grudging "apology" to your fellow troughers constitute a punishment? Why is this fucker not heading for jail?
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
Aha!
Aha!
Ahahahahahahahahaha!
A pair of rocket-scientist-calibre thieves thought this might be a good disguise:
Ahahahahahahahahaha!
A pair of rocket-scientist-calibre thieves thought this might be a good disguise:
People may wonder
... why I haven't been all over this.
Today, I just don't have the strength to rail against this ludicrosity. It's all just far too depressing.
Today, I just don't have the strength to rail against this ludicrosity. It's all just far too depressing.
Costs up, detections down ...
... so why are the police so keen to keep our DNA?
Is it working?
I'll take that as a "no", then.
And how come there's been a 25% increase in samples held when the government keeps telling us that crime is down. But I guess the there's an even bigger issue here:
Riiiight ... so we have more samples, fewer crime scene matches, fewer detections ... something is still missing, though. Hmmm.
Oh yes, that's what's missing!
Don't you just love everything the government does to keep us all safe?
Over the last two years, the number of individual profiles held on the NDNAD has risen from around 4.4 million to 5.6 million in March 2009.
Is it working?
However, during the period in question, the total number of crime scene matches dropped from 41,717 to 36,727. Given the increased number of profiles held, this is not inconsistent with some criminals changing their behaviour to avoid leaving samples.
I'll take that as a "no", then.
And how come there's been a 25% increase in samples held when the government keeps telling us that crime is down. But I guess the there's an even bigger issue here:
The raw figure for offences where crime detection resulted directly from a DNA match show a fall from 19,949 to 17,463 in the same period.
Riiiight ... so we have more samples, fewer crime scene matches, fewer detections ... something is still missing, though. Hmmm.
Oh yes, that's what's missing!
Over the last year, costs have doubled
Don't you just love everything the government does to keep us all safe?
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
Obnostrodamus is wrong shocker!
Ah, well:
I didn't think that one through very well, did I?
Via Timmy.
I agree entirely, if you're sucking at the taxpayer teat, then flamboyant bonuses are not appropriate. This will have some rapid consequences: the brightest and best of the bankers won't go anywhere near state-owned banks and thus they will either wither and die or they will move heaven and earth to get away from government support so that they can continue as before.
I didn't think that one through very well, did I?
Even as he has been lambasting the government for its handling of A.I.G. after its near collapse, Mr. Greenberg has been quietly building up a family of insurance companies that could compete with A.I.G. To fill the ranks of his venture, C.V. Starr & Company, he has been hiring some people he once employed.
Now, Mr. Greenberg may have received some unintended assistance from the United States Treasury. Just last week, the Treasury severely limited pay at A.I.G. and other companies that were bailed out by taxpayers. That may hasten the exodus of A.I.G.’s talent, sending more refugees into Mr. Greenberg’s arms, since C. V. Starr is free to pay whatever it wants.
“Basically, he’s just starting ‘A.I.G. Two’ and raiding people out of ‘A.I.G. One,’ ” said Douglas A. Love, an insurance executive who has also hired A.I.G. talent for his company, Investors Guaranty Fund of Pembroke, Bermuda.
While America generally loves stories of entrepreneurs making a comeback, Mr. Greenberg’s success may be at the expense of taxpayers. People who work in the industry say that if he is already luring A.I.G.’s people, he may soon be siphoning off its business and, therefore, its means to repay its debt to the government.
So what if there really is a market for “executive talent”? Deliberately limiting pay at those companies (part) owned by the taxpayers ain’t gonna do all that much good, is it?
Via Timmy.
Remember ...
... keep 'em peeled ...
I'm coming across a lot of posts on motoring fora about rozzers in unmarked cars trying to provoke people into "competitive" driving. I don't know if it's another planned "milk the driver" campaign or just a coincidence, but either way, be warned that the fucktards are out there, driving like dicks to take your money off you.
And no, they don't have anything better to do with their time, since you asked.
I'm coming across a lot of posts on motoring fora about rozzers in unmarked cars trying to provoke people into "competitive" driving. I don't know if it's another planned "milk the driver" campaign or just a coincidence, but either way, be warned that the fucktards are out there, driving like dicks to take your money off you.
And no, they don't have anything better to do with their time, since you asked.
My employer is a cunt
Once again, the motherfuckers expect me to actually do something useful today.
I can't see why it's not enough for them to just pay me to be here.
I can't see why it's not enough for them to just pay me to be here.
BMW fights back!
Although the received wisdom is that cocks have moved on from BMWs to Audis, I'm pleased to advise that BMW is staging a fightback. It seems that a large number of cocks have decided to adopt the BMW 320d as the "I-own-the-nearoffside*-lane" vehicle of choice. Especially the fucking station wagon.
I have noticed this happening far too often for it to be a random coincidence.
So, if you're thinking of buying a BMW 320d, especially a station wagon: fucking think again. Because you don't want to be a fucking cock, do you?
*I'm an idiot.
I have noticed this happening far too often for it to be a random coincidence.
So, if you're thinking of buying a BMW 320d, especially a station wagon: fucking think again. Because you don't want to be a fucking cock, do you?
*I'm an idiot.
Monday, 26 October 2009
Schadenfreude is not the right word
Perhaps we need a new one, schadenreue?
For years now, people have been banging on about how great ANPR is, because it keeps uninsured fuckers off the road (no it fucking does not!) and achieves everything short of Gaia love. And all these years I've been wittering on about how the police could use them for nefarious purposes, like keeping track of us all?
So, we have police databases of "domestic extremists" and we have nationwide coverage of the roads, so they know where you are.
But really, it's quite cool because the police have safeguards so your data can't be mined without proper authorisation or anything. This information is not subject to misuse. You could never wind up in these databases if you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time or anything.
If you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear.
Nothing.
Honest!
For years now, people have been banging on about how great ANPR is, because it keeps uninsured fuckers off the road (no it fucking does not!) and achieves everything short of Gaia love. And all these years I've been wittering on about how the police could use them for nefarious purposes, like keeping track of us all?
Police ANPR (Automatic Number Plate Reader) units have been used before at Climate Camp actions to alert police to the arrival of ‘known’ activists. Police at Kingsnorth used ANPR to monitor and intercept activist cars as they arrived. It is possible that a similar strategy will be used in Nottingham.
The police have for some years been collecting the vehicle registration numbers of vehicles used to get to protests, gatherings and even meetings. If your registration number is on this list, it could be picked up by the ANPR system.
How does ANPR work?
Motorways have permanent ANPR cameras, but mobile units can also be used on minor roads. Mobile ANPR units can be covert and hard to spot, but they are usually transit sized vans marked with camera symbols.
The cameras automatically read the number plates of cars passing by. The on-board computer then checks the numbers against a number of different databases. This is usually car registration, insurance, MOT etc, but the ANPR units can also check if your car is on a list of ‘protest’ vehicles.
If the ANPR flags up a ‘hit’ the police can be instructed either to simply note the fact you have arrived (perhaps flagging you up for more targeted surveillance), or to intercept the car. If you are stopped the police have powers to search the car similar to those they would use on a pedestrian (see below).
So, we have police databases of "domestic extremists" and we have nationwide coverage of the roads, so they know where you are.
But really, it's quite cool because the police have safeguards so your data can't be mined without proper authorisation or anything. This information is not subject to misuse. You could never wind up in these databases if you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time or anything.
If you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear.
Nothing.
Honest!
God bless the Graun
With no apparent sense of irony, the supporter of the state as the cure to all ills says:
Ya think??????
I wonder if the number one source for public sector job ads is feeling a twinge of conscience? Probably not.
Tip of the clown wig to Ian PJ.
The police were successful in jailing many of the animal rights campaigners who were committing crimes. However, there are fears the police's domestic extremism apparatus, which evolved to counter sometimes violent criminals, is now looking for new targets to justify both its budgets and its existence.
Ya think??????
I wonder if the number one source for public sector job ads is feeling a twinge of conscience? Probably not.
Tip of the clown wig to Ian PJ.
Crumbs!*
This, I would consider a good use of technology: informing the consumer.
And that's not all:
This, I can only describe as a very good thing indeed. This is the kind of liberation from ignorance that can only improve decision-making in the marketplace. Although I'm sure it can and will also be co-opted by people with vested interests as well. But definitely a step in the right direction!
*Well, I just fucking had to, didn't I?
Today at the IBM Information on Demand event, IBM will demo a new app that will bring the Internet of Things to the iPhone. The as yet unreleased iPhone app is called Breadcrumbs and it will give consumers access to information about grocery food items. The app will be able to scan barcodes and deliver a summary of the ingredients in a food item, along with when it was manufactured. That data is usually on the food label, but Breadcrumbs goes a step further - it can provide extra information such as product recall data. If a product has been recalled in the past, this app will tell the consumer all of the relevant details.
Breadcrumbs is able to scan barcodes using the iPhone's camera. The consumer simply points their iPhone at a food item and gets back relevant data. Other than product recall data, the information returned to the user is mostly the same as what's on food labels - only it is pulled from the Web.
IBM told ReadWriteWeb that when 4G becomes common place in mobile phones, then apps such as Breadcrumbs will become more powerful and be readily used on-the-fly by consumers when grocery shopping.
And that's not all:
In the long term expect to see apps like Breadcrumb provide data on where and when food items get consumed, together with how long they were on the shelf before being consumed. Apps like Breadcrumbs may even be able to tell who consumed the items (privacy advocates, start your engines!). These apps will also be useful in determining counterfeit items, for example when buying an expensive luxury good.
This, I can only describe as a very good thing indeed. This is the kind of liberation from ignorance that can only improve decision-making in the marketplace. Although I'm sure it can and will also be co-opted by people with vested interests as well. But definitely a step in the right direction!
*Well, I just fucking had to, didn't I?
This is why we need T Bliar as EU Presidente
Not content with gurning and waving his banana around, it's seems our Foreign Mentalist has gone bananas as well:
Jesus. Well, that's a fucking good reason, isn't it? Doesn't it make you feel better knowing that such an intellectual powerhouse is representing your interests abroad?
Personally I think the cunt Bliar warrants a visit to the war crimes tribunal and an intimate visit from an anal impaler. And Banana Boy can take a trip on the Saw.
Tony Blair should be made president of the European Union because he warrants a large motorcade, David Miliband has admitted.
Jesus. Well, that's a fucking good reason, isn't it? Doesn't it make you feel better knowing that such an intellectual powerhouse is representing your interests abroad?
Personally I think the cunt Bliar warrants a visit to the war crimes tribunal and an intimate visit from an anal impaler. And Banana Boy can take a trip on the Saw.
MPs swap wives for fun and profit
And, curiously, I agree with them:
Let me be clear about this: I don't have a problem with an MP employing his family, but it's very easy to be tolerant of a value-for-money mismatch when it's your wife or kid who isn't pulling their weight. And it's probably easier for a spouse to not pull their weight if they know that they they can withhold "favours" or whatever.
And of course, there are doubtlessly many MPs who just use their family "staff" as a way of boosting overall family income.
But if they wife swap, then a little bit of that casual acceptance of poor standards of work will go away and maybe, just maybe, things will get a little better overall.
The wives of MPs, facing the sack as their husband’s parliamentary secretaries and office managers, are hatching plans to defy what they see as an unfair ban by swapping jobs with one another.
They are preparing to apply for employment with each other’s spouses if Sir Christopher Kelly, chairman of the committee on standards in public life, goes ahead next month with plans to ban MPs from employing relatives.
The measure would affect about 200 MPs who employ wives, husbands, children and more distant relations on the parliamentary payroll.
Let me be clear about this: I don't have a problem with an MP employing his family, but it's very easy to be tolerant of a value-for-money mismatch when it's your wife or kid who isn't pulling their weight. And it's probably easier for a spouse to not pull their weight if they know that they they can withhold "favours" or whatever.
And of course, there are doubtlessly many MPs who just use their family "staff" as a way of boosting overall family income.
But if they wife swap, then a little bit of that casual acceptance of poor standards of work will go away and maybe, just maybe, things will get a little better overall.
I'm nosey, I'm nosey, nosey, nosey
Ah yes, our civil "service" with the collusion of our wise and kind government has come up with the most intrusive and invasive census ever:
Snooper's charter? Sounds ominous:
Indeed. The state can and should fuck right off with all this. It is legitimate to know how many people are in the shithole of a cuntry, but as for the rest of it, what fucking business is it of theirs? It should come as no surprise that:
Really, Angela? Who the fucking cunt did you "consult" with? Your colleagues in the fucking Cabinet Orifice? Because no fucker asked me, nor did I ever hear any mention of a consultation, nor was anybody of a libertarian bent consulted, because you can fucking bet we would have screamed like stuck fucking pigs.
Labour: gearing up to crush you under a totalitarian boot since 1997. And don't think those Tory fuckers are any better either.
Cunts - they are all fucking cunts.
Update: This:
Here is some sound advice for anyone having an illicit love affair: if you do not want to be found out, do not arrange to sleep together on the night of March 27-28 2011.
That is the night when the Government is going to count the British population, creating a precise, comprehensive record of who was sleeping where, how old they were, what ethnic background they came from, and what kind of central heating kept them warm that night. The 2011 census is already being called a "snoopers' charter". It is certainly going to give everyone an incentive not to lay their head to rest in the wrong house, at least for that one night.
The Conservatives complained yesterday that the 32-page questionnaire is too long, too expensive, and likely to undermine public support for the exercise, especially since anyone who does not fill in the form risks a £1,000 fine. They will be sent out by post but it will be possible to fill them in online.
Snooper's charter? Sounds ominous:
The question about a person's marital status has expanded from four possibilities – married, separated, divorced, or widowed – to eight. Householders will also be asked to state how many bedrooms are in their home, information that could affect the size of council tax bills, and whether its central heating is gas, electric, oil or solid fuel. Another new question is about second homes. Anyone who stays at a different address for more than 30 days a years will be required to specify the address. For MPs, that information is now public knowledge; others might wonder why the state needs to know.
Indeed. The state can and should fuck right off with all this. It is legitimate to know how many people are in the shithole of a cuntry, but as for the rest of it, what fucking business is it of theirs? It should come as no surprise that:
The Cabinet Office minister Angela Smith said: "The questions have been devised to produce reliable and accurate data. The Office for National Statistics has carried out extensive consultations and testing to ensure that the questions are justified."
Really, Angela? Who the fucking cunt did you "consult" with? Your colleagues in the fucking Cabinet Orifice? Because no fucker asked me, nor did I ever hear any mention of a consultation, nor was anybody of a libertarian bent consulted, because you can fucking bet we would have screamed like stuck fucking pigs.
Labour: gearing up to crush you under a totalitarian boot since 1997. And don't think those Tory fuckers are any better either.
Cunts - they are all fucking cunts.
Update: This:
And for the first time since the mid-1970s the questionnaire will include an entire page devoted to Dutch Steamboating.
Sunday, 25 October 2009
Interesting
I seemed to be out on a limb with my assessment of the Question Time train wreck. In essence, I said that the politicians were all fucking useless, Griffin won but Huhne was the only politician who looked like he landed any blows. Everyone else had a different perspective.
But lo and behold:
This was a bit scary:
Really, given the utter uselessness of the politicians at exposing the weakness of the BNP's economic and other policies (I think their racial policies are pretty exposed already), is it any surprise that people who want to vote for "the Labour Party your grandfather voted for" were swayed by claims of the new non-racial BNP?
I mean, they have to be fucking idiots to start off with, surely?
Tip of the clown wig to the deluded socialist.
But lo and behold:
The topline voting intentions, with changes from the poll last weekend, are CON 40%(-1), LAB 27%(-3), LDEM 19%(+2), BNP 3%(+1).
This was a bit scary:
More significant are the 7% who would definitely or probably consider voting BNP at some point in the future.
Really, given the utter uselessness of the politicians at exposing the weakness of the BNP's economic and other policies (I think their racial policies are pretty exposed already), is it any surprise that people who want to vote for "the Labour Party your grandfather voted for" were swayed by claims of the new non-racial BNP?
I mean, they have to be fucking idiots to start off with, surely?
Tip of the clown wig to the deluded socialist.
"Right: you and me in the parking lot, now."
I was reading the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle today. He has the following:
And I suddenly had this vision of Badger Brows going into the "war room" and losing it. Just imagine the two of them swinging wildly at each other in Downing Street while the rest of the cabinet and their police guard stand around shouting "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Well, why not? They've done just about every other nonsensical thing there is to do...
Meanwhile, Alistair Darling said he had maintained the downturn was going to be severe. Darling made clear his irritation with Brown when he said that he has been warning people to be cautious. "We are not out of the woods yet, I have always said, when people were talking about this quarter, we had to be cautious. There is a lot of uncertainty in this country, there is a lot of uncertainty in other countries as well."
And I suddenly had this vision of Badger Brows going into the "war room" and losing it. Just imagine the two of them swinging wildly at each other in Downing Street while the rest of the cabinet and their police guard stand around shouting "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Well, why not? They've done just about every other nonsensical thing there is to do...
Saturday, 24 October 2009
Calling Tom Miller
Everybody's favourite Labour lickspittle twattered this astonishing thing today:
I can't imagine he could possibly justify this in 140 characters, so I'm hoping he'll chime in with comments to explain this insane idea to us all.
Update: and this as well, please:
I'm dead keen to hear how someone else being better or worse off than me impacts my liberty.
Individuals do not decide on the state of the employment market. Social classes do, and so do politicians who represent them.
I can't imagine he could possibly justify this in 140 characters, so I'm hoping he'll chime in with comments to explain this insane idea to us all.
Update: and this as well, please:
For me, the moral element rests on one paradigm; that on aggregate, inequality is the biggest barrier to individual liberty.
I'm dead keen to hear how someone else being better or worse off than me impacts my liberty.
Another poll that's not going well
OK, so it is going well, it's not just going the way they expected!
Unintended consequences again, again!
Here's a prime example of why governments should not be trusted to anything but the very barest minimum:
So, these genii decided that for the sake of some cheap political point-scoring, they'd open our borders, alienating their core voters and leading to a surge of support for the BNP. The same left-wing BNP that they now bang on about as being right-wing, despite the fact that almost everyone who votes BNP is either a fool, a cunt or a disaffected Labour voter. So, a fool or a cunt, then.
The BNP themselves portray their party as "the Labour Party your grandfather would have voted for" and their policies certainly bear that out.
I'm not surprised Labour ministers are completely freaked out by the BNP -- they're having their own incompetence and stupidity rubbed in their faces now.
So, if ever you think that the government is the way to get something done properly, just remember that the government consists of people, people who are just as stupid, petty, incompetent and useless as you or me. And if you think that by collecting lots of individuals together, you somehow improve the quality of decision-making, remember this*:
Proof, if it were needed, that no-one in the government of the UK thought that "rubbing the faces of racists in multiculturalism" might provoke some kind of unpleasant reaction.
And if you think that people get the government they deserve, doesn't that make you want to shit in your pants?
* There actually appears to be an entire branch of management research devoted to the first poster: as far as I can tell, it's completely true.
The huge increases in migrants over the last decade were partly due to a politically motivated attempt by ministers to radically change the country and "rub the Right's nose in diversity", according to Andrew Neather, a former adviser to Tony Blair, Jack Straw and David Blunkett.
He said Labour's relaxation of controls was a deliberate plan to "open up the UK to mass migration" but that ministers were nervous and reluctant to discuss such a move publicly for fear it would alienate its "core working class vote".
So, these genii decided that for the sake of some cheap political point-scoring, they'd open our borders, alienating their core voters and leading to a surge of support for the BNP. The same left-wing BNP that they now bang on about as being right-wing, despite the fact that almost everyone who votes BNP is either a fool, a cunt or a disaffected Labour voter. So, a fool or a cunt, then.
The BNP themselves portray their party as "the Labour Party your grandfather would have voted for" and their policies certainly bear that out.
I'm not surprised Labour ministers are completely freaked out by the BNP -- they're having their own incompetence and stupidity rubbed in their faces now.
So, if ever you think that the government is the way to get something done properly, just remember that the government consists of people, people who are just as stupid, petty, incompetent and useless as you or me. And if you think that by collecting lots of individuals together, you somehow improve the quality of decision-making, remember this*:
Proof, if it were needed, that no-one in the government of the UK thought that "rubbing the faces of racists in multiculturalism" might provoke some kind of unpleasant reaction.
And if you think that people get the government they deserve, doesn't that make you want to shit in your pants?
* There actually appears to be an entire branch of management research devoted to the first poster: as far as I can tell, it's completely true.
So, if bloggers start disappearing ...
... this could be why:
Transparent government? It's all a fucking sham. They're gonna do what they're gonna do and the rest of it is just fucking window dressing.
Oh, and guess who they've outsourced to? What's you're worst fear?
Yep.
That would be it. I suppose the only upside is we know it will be a colossal failure. Expensive, but at least it will fail.
Cunts.
News that work continues with the private sector securely on board raises questions over the Home Office's consultation, Protecting the public in a changing communications environment.
The document, published in June, ostensibly sought views on whether ISPs should be forced to gather terabytes of data from their networks on the government's behalf. That collection and storage strand of the intelligence and security system's broader effort to monitor and interrogate internet communications is called the Interception Modernisation Programme (IMP). It's estimated it will cost £2bn over 10 years.
Work in Cheltenham to crunch the data is being carried out under a secret project called Mastering the Internet.
A major government IT delivery contractor's long-term, ongoing involvement in the effort is likely to be seen as an indication the Home Office's consultation could never have made any substantial difference to the plans.
Transparent government? It's all a fucking sham. They're gonna do what they're gonna do and the rest of it is just fucking window dressing.
Oh, and guess who they've outsourced to? What's you're worst fear?
The government has outsourced parts of its biggest ever mass surveillance project to the disaster-prone IT services giant formerly known as EDS
Yep.
That would be it. I suppose the only upside is we know it will be a colossal failure. Expensive, but at least it will fail.
Cunts.
Friday, 23 October 2009
Sometimes, it's better to just plough on ...
"Aha!" I thought, as the Scat Nav told me of impending disaster and offered a re-route.
Three fucking hours later, I finished a two hour journey.
Three fucking hours later, I finished a two hour journey.
Thursday, 22 October 2009
A Question of Cunts
So, BBC Question Time featuring Nick Griffin has been and gone.
And I have to say, Griffin can go home tonight feeling very, very happy. He didn't fuck up, he was as slippery as Jack Straw when it came to difficult questions, he went into the most hostile audience / panel / chair combination I've ever seen and he survived it.
He had twenty tonnes of glorious publicity, he held his own against severe challenges and he looked in charge of himself and of the situation. He didn't convince me and he didn't convince anyone in the studio, but I think a lot of people who were watching might feel differently.
And why?
Because the politicians didn't take him seriously and lined up the most useless panel of twats against him. When Chris fucking Huhne stands out as the guy who landed the best punches, you fucking know you're in trouble. Their combined intellectual efforts were not enough to land a killer blow.
So he's had acres of press coverage, riots trying to shut him down, didn't get (metaphorically) killed in a seriously hostile show ... as far as he concerned, it couldn't have gone any better unless he'd been gang-raped by Warsi and Greer.
Well done to the intellectual heavyweights in the LibLabCon clusterfuck for screwing his one completely and utterly.
Update: Peter Hoskin makes a good point here. Only one real blow landed on him, and it was an own goal.
Update 2: The Curate's Egg has a good bit.
And I have to say, Griffin can go home tonight feeling very, very happy. He didn't fuck up, he was as slippery as Jack Straw when it came to difficult questions, he went into the most hostile audience / panel / chair combination I've ever seen and he survived it.
He had twenty tonnes of glorious publicity, he held his own against severe challenges and he looked in charge of himself and of the situation. He didn't convince me and he didn't convince anyone in the studio, but I think a lot of people who were watching might feel differently.
And why?
Because the politicians didn't take him seriously and lined up the most useless panel of twats against him. When Chris fucking Huhne stands out as the guy who landed the best punches, you fucking know you're in trouble. Their combined intellectual efforts were not enough to land a killer blow.
So he's had acres of press coverage, riots trying to shut him down, didn't get (metaphorically) killed in a seriously hostile show ... as far as he concerned, it couldn't have gone any better unless he'd been gang-raped by Warsi and Greer.
Well done to the intellectual heavyweights in the LibLabCon clusterfuck for screwing his one completely and utterly.
Update: Peter Hoskin makes a good point here. Only one real blow landed on him, and it was an own goal.
Update 2: The Curate's Egg has a good bit.
Vote early, vote often!
You can vote as often as you like. I can only assume that they were pissed when they created the poll.
No platform? No brains!
Christ, I see the mongtards of the Labour Party are still protesting that Nick Griffin should be "no-platformed". Some dickwad has just been on the news wittering on about how the leaders of the big three parties should not allow their MPs to appear next to the monocular mentalist. Sorry, the other monocular mentalist.
But fucking Jesus, folks, has anyone fucking noticed how well the fucking no-platform strategy has worked so far? I mean, the BNP was not allowed a platform up till now, and they managed to get electoral success. Nick Griffin is a fucking MEP, in an irony implosion of note. Giving the fuckers no platform hasn't done fucking shit to stop them.
So why the fucking fuck are people still trying to promote the idea? Jesus, Dianne Abbott just about tied herself in knots this morning trying to explain why she supported freedom of speech but the BNP shouldn't be allowed to air its views.
Labour is fucking shitting themselves over this one, and it's pretty clear why: they know that the BNP shares a massive amount of common policy and common ideology with them. They know that when people look at the BNP and Labour side by side, they're going to find them a lot more in common than different.
And nobody likes looking in the mirror and seeing the truth.
Update: I'm not sure why Justin appears to have snubbed me, but this is still a cracking post.
But fucking Jesus, folks, has anyone fucking noticed how well the fucking no-platform strategy has worked so far? I mean, the BNP was not allowed a platform up till now, and they managed to get electoral success. Nick Griffin is a fucking MEP, in an irony implosion of note. Giving the fuckers no platform hasn't done fucking shit to stop them.
So why the fucking fuck are people still trying to promote the idea? Jesus, Dianne Abbott just about tied herself in knots this morning trying to explain why she supported freedom of speech but the BNP shouldn't be allowed to air its views.
Labour is fucking shitting themselves over this one, and it's pretty clear why: they know that the BNP shares a massive amount of common policy and common ideology with them. They know that when people look at the BNP and Labour side by side, they're going to find them a lot more in common than different.
And nobody likes looking in the mirror and seeing the truth.
Update: I'm not sure why Justin appears to have snubbed me, but this is still a cracking post.
No damage done
Curiously, it turned out to be not too bad. I watched rabbits and squirrels scamper off to bed, watched a beautiful sunset and the AA chappy wasn't too late.
It was amusing watching him try every trick to up-sell me a battery, but unfortunately all his test kit said my battery was fine. And the penis extension rose magnificently to the occasion as I inserted the key firmly into the slot and jiggled it about.
I really like this one. You can put a day-long smile on your face in just one mile of country lane.
It was amusing watching him try every trick to up-sell me a battery, but unfortunately all his test kit said my battery was fine. And the penis extension rose magnificently to the occasion as I inserted the key firmly into the slot and jiggled it about.
I really like this one. You can put a day-long smile on your face in just one mile of country lane.
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
FUCK!
I am SUCH a cunt. Left my lights on in the cockmobile, now it won't start.
Fucking AA will be an hour, too.
My life sucks.
Fucking AA will be an hour, too.
My life sucks.
Here ...
... there and everywhere for the next couple of days. Blogging and twattering could be intermittent. Or it might be profuse, I just don't know.
Oh, the drama!
Oh, the drama!
Wednesday
BRISBANE, QLD
After running a thousand errands, working hours of overtime, and being stuck in seemingly endless gridlock traffic commuting to and from their jobs, millions of Australians have been disheartened to learn that it is, in fact, only Wednesday.
"Wednesday?" Brisbane resident Doris Wagner said. "How in the hell is it still Wednesday?"
Wednesday's arrival stunned a nation still recovering from the nightmarish slog that was Tuesday, leaving some to wonder if the week was ever going to end, and others to ask what was taking Saturday so freakin long.
"Ugh," said Wagner, echoing a national sense of frustration over it not even being Thursday at the very least.
According to suddenly depressed sources, the feeling that this week may in fact last forever was further compounded by the thought of all the work left to be done tomorrow, and, if Australians make it that far, possibly even Friday. Fears that the week could actually be going backwards were also expressed.
"Not only do Australians have most of Wednesday morning to contend with, but all of Wednesday afternoon and then Wednesday night," National Labor Relations Board spokesman David Prynn said. "If our calculations are correct, there is a chance we are in effect closer to last weekend than the one coming up."
Reports that this all has to be some kind of sick joke could not be confirmed as of press time. Isolated attempts to make the day go faster, such as glancing at watches or clocks every other minute, compulsively checking e-mail, hiding in the office bathroom, fidgeting, or reading a boring magazine while sitting in the waiting room, have also proven unsuccessful, sources report.
The National Institute of Standards and Technology, which oversees the official time of Australia, is flatly denying that it has slowed or otherwise tampered with Wednesday's progression.
"The current Wednesday is keeping apace with past Wednesdays with no more than one ten-thousandth of a second's variation at the most," NIST spokeswoman Dr. Geraldine Schach said. "However, I sympathize with the common consensus that this week has already been a colossal pain in the neck."
Labor Secretary Elaine Chao released a statement addressing widespread speculation that it might as well be Monday for all anyone cares.
"We understand this day has been tough on many of you, what with meetings mercilessly dragging on and an entire stack of files still left to organise," Chao's statement read in part. "Yet we urge Australians to show patience. The midweek hump is just about to pass, and we have strong reason to believe that Saturday will be here before you know it."
"Go about your lives as best you can," the statement continued. "Do not, we repeat, do not take a sick day, as it'll make the rest of the week that much harder to endure."
In the meantime, citizens are doing their best to cope with the interminable week, though Wednesday is still hours away from ending.
"The more I try to speed it along, the longer it almost seems to take," said Dale Bouchard, a Sydney-based broker who has been waiting for today to be over since it first began earlier this morning. "Honestly, today could not have come at a worse time this week."
In the meantime, the latest wristwatch consultations indicate that it is somehow still Wednesday, if that makes any sense at all.
Unattributed, but it really does read like TDM to me.
After running a thousand errands, working hours of overtime, and being stuck in seemingly endless gridlock traffic commuting to and from their jobs, millions of Australians have been disheartened to learn that it is, in fact, only Wednesday.
"Wednesday?" Brisbane resident Doris Wagner said. "How in the hell is it still Wednesday?"
Wednesday's arrival stunned a nation still recovering from the nightmarish slog that was Tuesday, leaving some to wonder if the week was ever going to end, and others to ask what was taking Saturday so freakin long.
"Ugh," said Wagner, echoing a national sense of frustration over it not even being Thursday at the very least.
According to suddenly depressed sources, the feeling that this week may in fact last forever was further compounded by the thought of all the work left to be done tomorrow, and, if Australians make it that far, possibly even Friday. Fears that the week could actually be going backwards were also expressed.
"Not only do Australians have most of Wednesday morning to contend with, but all of Wednesday afternoon and then Wednesday night," National Labor Relations Board spokesman David Prynn said. "If our calculations are correct, there is a chance we are in effect closer to last weekend than the one coming up."
Reports that this all has to be some kind of sick joke could not be confirmed as of press time. Isolated attempts to make the day go faster, such as glancing at watches or clocks every other minute, compulsively checking e-mail, hiding in the office bathroom, fidgeting, or reading a boring magazine while sitting in the waiting room, have also proven unsuccessful, sources report.
The National Institute of Standards and Technology, which oversees the official time of Australia, is flatly denying that it has slowed or otherwise tampered with Wednesday's progression.
"The current Wednesday is keeping apace with past Wednesdays with no more than one ten-thousandth of a second's variation at the most," NIST spokeswoman Dr. Geraldine Schach said. "However, I sympathize with the common consensus that this week has already been a colossal pain in the neck."
Labor Secretary Elaine Chao released a statement addressing widespread speculation that it might as well be Monday for all anyone cares.
"We understand this day has been tough on many of you, what with meetings mercilessly dragging on and an entire stack of files still left to organise," Chao's statement read in part. "Yet we urge Australians to show patience. The midweek hump is just about to pass, and we have strong reason to believe that Saturday will be here before you know it."
"Go about your lives as best you can," the statement continued. "Do not, we repeat, do not take a sick day, as it'll make the rest of the week that much harder to endure."
In the meantime, citizens are doing their best to cope with the interminable week, though Wednesday is still hours away from ending.
"The more I try to speed it along, the longer it almost seems to take," said Dale Bouchard, a Sydney-based broker who has been waiting for today to be over since it first began earlier this morning. "Honestly, today could not have come at a worse time this week."
In the meantime, the latest wristwatch consultations indicate that it is somehow still Wednesday, if that makes any sense at all.
Unattributed, but it really does read like TDM to me.
I'm guessing Johann Hari
The researchers had also invited an excitable teenage 'cultural commentator' from one of the unpopular papers by way of balance.
He managed to work himself up into such an hysterical, nasal lather of sweaty indignation - squealing like Ned Beatty in Deliverance - that he succeeded only in making the BNP man seem reasonable.
Snigger.
Now THAT's commitment
How often have I labelled something on this blog as "Not Suitable For Work"? I don't think I've ever done that.
But this time, I think I'd better.
I always thought the guys from Rammstein were gay?
But this time, I think I'd better.
I always thought the guys from Rammstein were gay?
So, maybe he's not all bad, then?
BNP chief Nick Griffin says Tony Blair and Gordon Brown should be HANGED for waging war in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Indeed. And for many other things besides.
Amusing that he should be the one making comparisons with Nazi Germany, but I suppose the subject is a bit nearer and dearer to him than for most other people. I wonder how anti-war protesters calling for the prosecution of Blair and the many Muslims who (quite justifiably) resent the invasion of predominantly Muslim countries in the name of oil and spreading Western hegemony, feel about making common cause with yet another monocular mentalist.
Overall, I think it was quite a clever move. The self-righteous indignation that's frothing up is because Griffin said what an awful lot of people are really thinking, but they don't want to be associated with "BNP nastiness". He's provoked people into a knee-jerk reaction, but if he keeps banging out things that "the common people" are thinking anyway, the bad press he gets will, I reckon, be countered by actual voters thinking: "Well, he calls it how I see it, what do the fucking papers know anyway? And the Tories and Labour are all the same anyway, only looking after themselves. Maybe I'll give this bloke a go."
Possibly they will be holding their nose (as Marxist Dave Osler so amusingly keeps saying while voting for a largely right-wing, authoritarian Labour Party) - but they will listen to a politician who at least sounds like he's in touch with what real people are thinking.
The out-of-touch, focus-group-driven, Westminster-bubbled "Red" Labour Party and the indistinguishable Blue Labour and Yellow Labour parties with their imaginary worlds have no-one to blame for the impending success of the BNP but themselves.
Rebutting the Curate's Egg
Compare and contrast this:
with this:
People who think that welfare politics forms any part of classical liberalism may also wish to read this.
Finally, I would like to quote this from Wikipedia, which is cited:
Not markets governed by minimum wage regulations, or health and safety regulations, or working hours regulations or maternity leave regulations. FREE markets. Economic liberty is not, in the classical liberal model, separable from civil liberty.
So if you're going to claim that you're a classical liberal, at least find out what a classical liberal is, huh? Before frothing about how lunatic other people are, when they're just adhering to the textbook definition of something you're calling yourself!
People who call themselves classical liberals today tend to have the basic view of rights and role of government that Jefferson and his contemporaries had. Moreover, they do not tend to make any important distinction between economic liberties and civil liberties.
On the left of the political spectrum, things are more complicated. The major difference between 19th century liberals and 20th century liberals is that the former believed in economic liberties and the latter did not. Twentieth century liberals believed that it is not a violation of any fundamental right for government to regulate where people work, when they work, the wages they work for, what they can buy, what they can sell, the price they can sell it for, etc. In the economic sphere, then, almost anything goes.
with this:
They ignore classical liberalism and classical liberal economics. They consider this stuff too wishy washy and lefty and socially democratic.
People who think that welfare politics forms any part of classical liberalism may also wish to read this.
Finally, I would like to quote this from Wikipedia, which is cited:
Classical liberalism is a political ideology that developed by the middle of the nineteenth century in England, western Europe, and the Americas, which provided a coherent vision of how society should be organized. Central to the classical liberalism of the nineteenth century is a commitment to the liberty of individual citizens. Freedom of religion, freedom of speech, freedom of the press, and freedom of assembly were core commitments of classical liberalism, as was the underlying conception of the proper role of just government as the protection of the liberties of individual citizens. Also central to classical liberalism was a commitment to a system of free markets as the best way to organize economic life.
Not markets governed by minimum wage regulations, or health and safety regulations, or working hours regulations or maternity leave regulations. FREE markets. Economic liberty is not, in the classical liberal model, separable from civil liberty.
So if you're going to claim that you're a classical liberal, at least find out what a classical liberal is, huh? Before frothing about how lunatic other people are, when they're just adhering to the textbook definition of something you're calling yourself!
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
In praise of idiots
I would very much like to be one, frankly:
Hear bloody hear!
Above all today’s idiots want to be left alone to live their lives as they choose. For me that’s the essence of politics – I praise these idiots and applaud their apathy.
Hear bloody hear!
Am I a contrary cunt?
Probably.
The Curate's Egg is calling for a boycott of the Daily Hate Mail. Libertarian opinion is divided on the matter.
But what is happening here is that someone who professes to be a libertarian is telling me that they know better than I do what I should read and what I should avoid reading. If I want to self-harm by reading the Mail, then who is some random libertarian blogger to tell me that I shouldn't be doing that? And really, how is it any different for John Demetriou and Kevin Boatang to tell me I shouldn't read the Daily Mail than it is for ASH to tell me that I shouldn't smoke or some other fake charity telling me not to have a beer? I know that all of these things are bad for me, but it is my life, my body, my mind and I am an adult.
I am informed as to the risks. I have the cognitive ability to evaluate their relative importance in my life. I choose not to smoke. I choose to have a bottle of champagne from time to time. I choose not to read the Mail.
I resent the sanctimonious self-righteousness of those who know better than I do to tell me what I should and should not do, however, even when my choices agree with their demands.
Stop fucking telling me what to do. I don't want the government doing it. I don't want fake charities doing it. And I certainly don't want fucking bloggers doing it.
The Curate's Egg is calling for a boycott of the Daily Hate Mail. Libertarian opinion is divided on the matter.
But what is happening here is that someone who professes to be a libertarian is telling me that they know better than I do what I should read and what I should avoid reading. If I want to self-harm by reading the Mail, then who is some random libertarian blogger to tell me that I shouldn't be doing that? And really, how is it any different for John Demetriou and Kevin Boatang to tell me I shouldn't read the Daily Mail than it is for ASH to tell me that I shouldn't smoke or some other fake charity telling me not to have a beer? I know that all of these things are bad for me, but it is my life, my body, my mind and I am an adult.
I am informed as to the risks. I have the cognitive ability to evaluate their relative importance in my life. I choose not to smoke. I choose to have a bottle of champagne from time to time. I choose not to read the Mail.
I resent the sanctimonious self-righteousness of those who know better than I do to tell me what I should and should not do, however, even when my choices agree with their demands.
Stop fucking telling me what to do. I don't want the government doing it. I don't want fake charities doing it. And I certainly don't want fucking bloggers doing it.
I'm not sure it's all that funny
Via Timmy, this:
The whole article (in the fucking Graun, one of the biggest promoters of this ludicrosity!!) is well worth a read. Especially when you read a very senior copper saying shit like this:
No fucking shit, er, Sherlock.
But while Timmy is pissing himself from schadenfreude, I'm less amused. How much police (and other) resource has been wasted on the aggrandizement of Harridan Harmperson's fucking ego and self-righteous identity politics? How many actual crimes were not solved because the politicised police force was one a-fucking-gain spending its time appeasing the bloated egos of politicians?
How much actual blood is on your hands, Harriet Harman and Jacqui Smith? How many people will spend their lives worse off because of your grandstanding?
Really: this has been a monstrous waste of critical resources for no benefit to the country. If you had any decency, you would resign and go live far away from your shame. But because you are New Labour politicians, you will not contemplate such a thing. Instead, you will move on to your next "initiative", trumpeting your shameless, moral "self-righteousness" while you steal from the taxpayer and hector us some more.
I hope you all rot, painfully, to death. And that your children burn you in effigy every day thereafter.
The UK's biggest ever investigation of sex trafficking failed to find a single person who had forced anybody into prostitution in spite of hundreds of raids on sex workers in a six-month campaign by government departments, specialist agencies and every police force in the country.
The whole article (in the fucking Graun, one of the biggest promoters of this ludicrosity!!) is well worth a read. Especially when you read a very senior copper saying shit like this:
The head of the UK Human Trafficking Centre, Grahame Maxwell, who is chief constable of North Yorkshire, acknowledged the importance of the figures: "The facts speak for themselves. I'm not trying to argue with them in any shape or form," he said.
He said he had commissioned fresh research from regional intelligence units to try to get a clearer picture of the scale of sex trafficking. "What we're trying to do is to get it gently back to some reality here," he said.
"It's not where you go down on every street corner in every street in Britain, and there's a trafficked individual.
"There are more people trafficked for labour exploitation than there are for sexual exploitation. We need to redress the balance here. People just seem to grab figures from the air."
No fucking shit, er, Sherlock.
But while Timmy is pissing himself from schadenfreude, I'm less amused. How much police (and other) resource has been wasted on the aggrandizement of Harridan Harmperson's fucking ego and self-righteous identity politics? How many actual crimes were not solved because the politicised police force was one a-fucking-gain spending its time appeasing the bloated egos of politicians?
How much actual blood is on your hands, Harriet Harman and Jacqui Smith? How many people will spend their lives worse off because of your grandstanding?
Really: this has been a monstrous waste of critical resources for no benefit to the country. If you had any decency, you would resign and go live far away from your shame. But because you are New Labour politicians, you will not contemplate such a thing. Instead, you will move on to your next "initiative", trumpeting your shameless, moral "self-righteousness" while you steal from the taxpayer and hector us some more.
I hope you all rot, painfully, to death. And that your children burn you in effigy every day thereafter.
The great and the good
I've been struck by how the political class has become much more complacent in their arrogance. I can only assume that politicians and their coterie have been troughing since forever, but they were more discreet or had sufficient military power to justify egregiousness.
We've obviously had our own massive troughing scandal here, we've had Barrenness Scotland and "the laws do not apply to me". We've had Jacqui Smith and her pathetic "punishment" for stealing from the public purse, we've had duck ponds and all the rest.
A couple of days ago, Arnie's missus got "done" for phoning while driving. Bet nothing happens to her, or even more likely: any "fine" will actually come from the public purse -- she is a Kennedy, after all. I'm sure that she has more in common with Cherie Blair than with Jackie Onassis.
And today comes the news that the Irish Speaker has been forced out of office after blatantly treating the public purse as his own private property.
Now, I've never bought into that "serve the public" shit. Anybody who genuinely wants to "serve the public" is a fucking nutter. And that "serving the public", even if it starts off with genuine humility, always winds up becoming how the servant wants to serve, not how the public want to be served.
Most of the people who say they want to serve the public are (how can we put this?) "being economical with the actualité". They really just want what they can get out of it.
There used to be a deal here: they would take what they wanted in exchange for actually doing things that made stuff better for (at least some of) us. And they did their taking discreetly and subtly, usually only getting rumbled when someone was dissatisfied with their share of the take and grassed them out to Private Eye.
And when they were grassed out, they had the good grace to take their licks, leave public life and retire on their ill-gotten gains.
But as the size of the political class grew, it inevitably grew to include a worse, more shameless class of trougher. One who wasn't motivated by a long-term financial gain or patronage. Now, we have small-minded, petty and egregiously venal troughers. People who aren't happy with a long game, they want their financial rewards up front. They don't want discreet patronage, they want to bully and boss and hector and micromanage their serfs. They don't want to salt away huge wedge over decades, they want to take the huge wedge up front AND do the back-room dirty deals that sock money away in Swiss bank accounts.
All I can say is that it's been self-defeating. They have waved their cocks in our faces far too blatantly. Even the slumbering, bovine amoeba that the average Briton has become, is starting to become offended. It's going to be nasty for a couple of years, but I finally think that the tipping point is coming.
So, milk away, you troughers. Keep spying on the contents of our bins. Tell us what we are allowed to eat. Enjoy fucking with our lives.
Because you're going to find that eventually you will denormalise enough of us that you won't be able to keep the lid on the pot any more. You will reap the whirlwind and it will be bloody.
I've gone beyond the point where I feel that I "just" want the government out of my face. I want to see blood. I want heads on pikes. I want people to be too fucking scared to stand for political office for a hundred years -- I want people dragged screaming into a Parliament or Council, begging to be excused duty.
Enough, you motherfuckers, is enough.
We've obviously had our own massive troughing scandal here, we've had Barrenness Scotland and "the laws do not apply to me". We've had Jacqui Smith and her pathetic "punishment" for stealing from the public purse, we've had duck ponds and all the rest.
A couple of days ago, Arnie's missus got "done" for phoning while driving. Bet nothing happens to her, or even more likely: any "fine" will actually come from the public purse -- she is a Kennedy, after all. I'm sure that she has more in common with Cherie Blair than with Jackie Onassis.
And today comes the news that the Irish Speaker has been forced out of office after blatantly treating the public purse as his own private property.
Now, I've never bought into that "serve the public" shit. Anybody who genuinely wants to "serve the public" is a fucking nutter. And that "serving the public", even if it starts off with genuine humility, always winds up becoming how the servant wants to serve, not how the public want to be served.
Most of the people who say they want to serve the public are (how can we put this?) "being economical with the actualité". They really just want what they can get out of it.
There used to be a deal here: they would take what they wanted in exchange for actually doing things that made stuff better for (at least some of) us. And they did their taking discreetly and subtly, usually only getting rumbled when someone was dissatisfied with their share of the take and grassed them out to Private Eye.
And when they were grassed out, they had the good grace to take their licks, leave public life and retire on their ill-gotten gains.
But as the size of the political class grew, it inevitably grew to include a worse, more shameless class of trougher. One who wasn't motivated by a long-term financial gain or patronage. Now, we have small-minded, petty and egregiously venal troughers. People who aren't happy with a long game, they want their financial rewards up front. They don't want discreet patronage, they want to bully and boss and hector and micromanage their serfs. They don't want to salt away huge wedge over decades, they want to take the huge wedge up front AND do the back-room dirty deals that sock money away in Swiss bank accounts.
All I can say is that it's been self-defeating. They have waved their cocks in our faces far too blatantly. Even the slumbering, bovine amoeba that the average Briton has become, is starting to become offended. It's going to be nasty for a couple of years, but I finally think that the tipping point is coming.
So, milk away, you troughers. Keep spying on the contents of our bins. Tell us what we are allowed to eat. Enjoy fucking with our lives.
Because you're going to find that eventually you will denormalise enough of us that you won't be able to keep the lid on the pot any more. You will reap the whirlwind and it will be bloody.
I've gone beyond the point where I feel that I "just" want the government out of my face. I want to see blood. I want heads on pikes. I want people to be too fucking scared to stand for political office for a hundred years -- I want people dragged screaming into a Parliament or Council, begging to be excused duty.
Enough, you motherfuckers, is enough.
Splitters!
Well, the factions are all out in force. In the one corner, we have the People's Front of Judea. In the other corner, we have the Judean People's Front. And in the other other corner, we have the Popular People's Front of Judea. And in the other other other corner, we have as near as damn it, 61 million people who are being lied to; stolen from; bullied; spied on; told how to live their lives; told what to think, what to eat, drink and especially NOT - smoke.
And whereas I think the PFJ may originally have had a point, they have long since erased any sympathy from me or anybody else I speak to about it because they have been so unrelentingly obsessive about it. Frankly, even for the intermong, this has been fatuous.
The JPF have been stirring the shit, which is, frankly, what they do best. The PPFJ have tried to move on, but the remarkably un-Christian nature of the PFJ have rendered those efforts to no avail.
And still, we have 61 million people being fucked up the arse like an attractive Bulgarian lad. The very people who claim to adhere to the ideology that I believe can set us free are spending their days involved in very unedifying, puerile, trite and banal playground internecine warfare.
Really.
The PFJ are still quite literally stamping their feet, pouting and saying "but she started it..." six fucking months later. The JPF is still sniggering and making comments about the size of the PFJ's dinkies and how the PFJ all stink like doo-doo farts. The PPFJ is still saying "but I didn't do anything".
Seriously, kids, fucking ALL say your sorry: sorry to each other and especially fucking sorry to us for having to put up with this shit for six fucking months. You are all* at fault, and if you want to be considered as grownups, then start fucking behaving like grownups. And if you can't forgive and forget, shut your fucking whiny arses up, the grownups are fucking sick of your petulant witterings.
If you don't either kiss and make up or shut the fuck up, I'm going to have to fucking hunt each and every one of you fuckers down, flay you and roll you in salt.
And then fucking render you down for bio-diesel.
Remember the 61 million. Remember what is actually important.
* Well, maybe not the JPF. I like a wind-up merchant as much as the next man.
Update: Bastard fuck published first. Oh well, fuck you too.
And whereas I think the PFJ may originally have had a point, they have long since erased any sympathy from me or anybody else I speak to about it because they have been so unrelentingly obsessive about it. Frankly, even for the intermong, this has been fatuous.
The JPF have been stirring the shit, which is, frankly, what they do best. The PPFJ have tried to move on, but the remarkably un-Christian nature of the PFJ have rendered those efforts to no avail.
And still, we have 61 million people being fucked up the arse like an attractive Bulgarian lad. The very people who claim to adhere to the ideology that I believe can set us free are spending their days involved in very unedifying, puerile, trite and banal playground internecine warfare.
Really.
The PFJ are still quite literally stamping their feet, pouting and saying "but she started it..." six fucking months later. The JPF is still sniggering and making comments about the size of the PFJ's dinkies and how the PFJ all stink like doo-doo farts. The PPFJ is still saying "but I didn't do anything".
Seriously, kids, fucking ALL say your sorry: sorry to each other and especially fucking sorry to us for having to put up with this shit for six fucking months. You are all* at fault, and if you want to be considered as grownups, then start fucking behaving like grownups. And if you can't forgive and forget, shut your fucking whiny arses up, the grownups are fucking sick of your petulant witterings.
If you don't either kiss and make up or shut the fuck up, I'm going to have to fucking hunt each and every one of you fuckers down, flay you and roll you in salt.
And then fucking render you down for bio-diesel.
Remember the 61 million. Remember what is actually important.
* Well, maybe not the JPF. I like a wind-up merchant as much as the next man.
Update: Bastard fuck published first. Oh well, fuck you too.
Monday, 19 October 2009
I read this elsewhere
But I can't remember where:
What a brilliant, shining example for libertarianism they both are. Well done. Stuff like that is bound to get the punters flocking to the cause.
The Electoral Commission ... WTF?
Seems like the Electoral Commission has come down pretty hard on UKIP over something that they really had no fucking control over. I mean, the bloke was removed from the voters roll without his knowledge. Can you tell me now, hand on heart, whether your absolutely certain you're on the voters roll?
I wonder why they never come down quite that hard on blatant vote-buying of Labour? Or the Tories for that matter?
I wonder if there is some sort of game-playing by civil "servants" when it comes to smaller parties who might upset the statist apple cart.
And frankly, that the money is not returned to the donor but is, instead, just given to the government, seems a little like ... theft?
I wonder why they never come down quite that hard on blatant vote-buying of Labour? Or the Tories for that matter?
I wonder if there is some sort of game-playing by civil "servants" when it comes to smaller parties who might upset the statist apple cart.
And frankly, that the money is not returned to the donor but is, instead, just given to the government, seems a little like ... theft?
This is not just Gorgon Brown ...
... this is M&S Gorgon Brown:
Still, the one upside is that if the Prime Mentalist has thrown his considerable weight behind climate change and heads off to Copenhagen, he's almost certain to destroy their cosy consensus.
The fucking useless Jonah fuckwit freak.
PM Warns 'There Is No Plan B' For The Planet
Still, the one upside is that if the Prime Mentalist has thrown his considerable weight behind climate change and heads off to Copenhagen, he's almost certain to destroy their cosy consensus.
The fucking useless Jonah fuckwit freak.
I wonder what's going on here, then?
Vaclav Klaus, what's that all about then?
Hmm ... now I like old Vaclav, what with his sceptical attitude to climate change and the EU, but at his heart the fucker is still a politician and like all of the fuckers, he's only in it for what he can get out of it. So I wonder what the EU is going to give him in exchange for his compliance?
The Telegraph reports that Klaus can delay signing the treaty no longer. He said:"The train carrying the treaty is going so fast and it's so far that it can't be stopped or returned, no matter how much some of us would want that. I cannot and will not wait for British elections, unless they hold them in the next few days or weeks."
Hmm ... now I like old Vaclav, what with his sceptical attitude to climate change and the EU, but at his heart the fucker is still a politician and like all of the fuckers, he's only in it for what he can get out of it. So I wonder what the EU is going to give him in exchange for his compliance?
That's how you do it!
The ever-delightful Wat Tyler:
As we've said many times before, the obvious and necessary step is to break retail high street banking away from investment casino banking (a new Glass-Steagall). We continue to guarantee (and heavily regulate*) high street banks, but investment banks are on their own. Granny's high street bank deposit is safe, but the Bastard Corporation's super-enhanced Teir 2 capital notes are not.
And we announce it loudly to the world. We say: "London remains the global centre of casino operations, and we will do everything to enhance its position, including light touch regulation. We celebrate and embrace its high rolling players. They can snuffle up as much as they like; they can buy up Holland Park and Oxfordshire; we will never impose punitive personal taxation upon them. But... and this is an important but... nobody should assume we are guaranteeing them at the tables, because we are not. If they lose your family fortune, it stays lost. Buyer beware."
Ah, you say, that's all fine and large. But Lehman was already a pure investment bank, yet when it went down it brought down the roof. So would a new Glass-Steagall actually work?
Sure, Lehman was a pure investment bank, so in theory its collapse should not have brought the world down. But the problem was that everyone had assumed the US government would stand by it. Nobody had ever said what we're proposing is said now, so when Paulson pulled the plug, it came as a huge shock. Nobody was any longer sure of anything.
If the rules were spelled out clearly in advance, we wouldn't have that problem. And because their cost of capital would increase, investment banks would find it much harder to grow so big they could never be allowed to fail.
Focusing on bankers' bonuses is focusing on entirely the wrong issue.
Not so fucking proud of Twatter today
See, now I feel like a bit of a cunt, really. Having been all enthused by what Twatter can do to support free speech, I've now seen what it can do to stop free speech.
This is the thing about free speech: sometimes it's fucking nasty. Sometimes you have to support the right of people to say hateful and unpleasant things. I didn't agree with Jan Moir's nasty, innuendo-laden nastiness at all. But I fully support her right to say such nasty things so that everyone can see her for the nasty bitch she is.
Stephen Fry and Derren Brown have led a charge to bully advertisers into withdrawing from advertising on that page. And they're full of triumphalism about their success. Now I would have had no problem with M&S or whoever saying themselves "Fuck that, we don't want to be associated with this nasty old bag." But this was just a massive bullying campaign from people who didn't like a particular point of view being expressed.
Just stop and think about this for a moment: where does this end? If Stephen Fry doesn't like what Geert Wilders says and launches a Twitter campaign to get him banned from the country, where do you stand then? If a hundred thousand Daily Mail readers start a campaign to get Stephen Fry banned from ever appearing on TV again, where do you stand then?
This kind of unthinking, vindictive mob nastiness is, in my opinion, not significantly more intelligent or conductive to our well-being as a society than Jan Moir is.
The two freespeechers have a slightly ironic take on this: they don't want anyone to read the Mail.
Update: Yasmin Alibhai-Brown has a curious post about freedom of speech here: basically, she says, freedom of speech is fine, until you cross the line. And the line is defined, by, well, our liberal elite betters:
In other words: "I believe in free speech until someone says something that I really disagree with. Oh, and then I'm not a hypocrite because I say so."
I guess what fucks me off about this story is that instead of the government telling me what I am supposed to think and say, I now have Stephen fucking Fry and Derren fucking Brown dictating the norms by which I must live.
Update 2: As if by magic ...
This is the thing about free speech: sometimes it's fucking nasty. Sometimes you have to support the right of people to say hateful and unpleasant things. I didn't agree with Jan Moir's nasty, innuendo-laden nastiness at all. But I fully support her right to say such nasty things so that everyone can see her for the nasty bitch she is.
Stephen Fry and Derren Brown have led a charge to bully advertisers into withdrawing from advertising on that page. And they're full of triumphalism about their success. Now I would have had no problem with M&S or whoever saying themselves "Fuck that, we don't want to be associated with this nasty old bag." But this was just a massive bullying campaign from people who didn't like a particular point of view being expressed.
Just stop and think about this for a moment: where does this end? If Stephen Fry doesn't like what Geert Wilders says and launches a Twitter campaign to get him banned from the country, where do you stand then? If a hundred thousand Daily Mail readers start a campaign to get Stephen Fry banned from ever appearing on TV again, where do you stand then?
This kind of unthinking, vindictive mob nastiness is, in my opinion, not significantly more intelligent or conductive to our well-being as a society than Jan Moir is.
The two freespeechers have a slightly ironic take on this: they don't want anyone to read the Mail.
Update: Yasmin Alibhai-Brown has a curious post about freedom of speech here: basically, she says, freedom of speech is fine, until you cross the line. And the line is defined, by, well, our liberal elite betters:
However, though I passionately believe in free speech, I am not an absolutist nor a hypocrite.
In other words: "I believe in free speech until someone says something that I really disagree with. Oh, and then I'm not a hypocrite because I say so."
I guess what fucks me off about this story is that instead of the government telling me what I am supposed to think and say, I now have Stephen fucking Fry and Derren fucking Brown dictating the norms by which I must live.
Update 2: As if by magic ...
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