Some Idiotic Quotes…

The Haitians "were under the heel of the French. You know, Napoleon III and whatever," - "And they got together and swore a pact to the devil. They said, 'We will serve you if you will get us free from the French.' True story. And so, the devil said, 'OK, it's a deal.' "

The ridiculous Pat Robertson…

I want you to remember it took [Obama] three days -- three days -- to respond to the Christmas Day Fruit of Kaboom bomber. Three days. And when he came out after those three days, he was clearly irritated that he had to do it. He didn't want to do it. He comes out here in less than 24 hours to speak about Haiti....Oh, this is what he lives for. He lives for serving those in misery. ... This will play right into Obama's hands -- humanitarian, compassionate. They'll use this to burnish their -- shall we say -- credibility with the black community, in the both light-skinned and dark-skinned black community, in this country. It's made-to-order for 'em. That's why he couldn't wait to get out there. Could not wait to get out there.

Another right-wing nutjob, Rush Limbaugh…

I’ve always thought that the conservative movement in the United States were led by pathetic idiots. 

I was wrong…

They are vile, immoral leeches.  Saying they're stupid or ignorant is giving them too much credit.

The Worst Place In The World For It To Happen…

Good Evening,

No doubt by now you would have heard of the hideous catastrophe that has happened in Haiti, formerly the poorest nation in the Western Hemisphere.

And that is saying something…

Just after 9pm London time last night, a tremor measuring some 7.0 on the Richter scale struck some 10 miles south-west of the capital, Port-au-Prince.

It is a country which has been ravaged by war and poverty for most of its history – and therefore it’s infrastructure is next to non-existent – so much so that according to reports out there, the Parliament and Tax Office in the capital are amongst the buildings which have collapsed. 

Even the Presidential Palace has been pretty much reduced to rubble.

"There are a lot of schools that have a lot of dead people in them."

Those are the words of the Haitian President. 

Have they suffered the ultimate insult, the wiping out of an entire generation in one unforgiving moment.

Let them be in your thoughts this evening.

It's Snowing...again!

Morning,

I've woken up to the inevitable knashing of teeth from my sister, imploring that I should go along the shop to show that I am a good brother?

Why would she be thinking like that, considering what I already do for her.

Ah, it's snowing...



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Strange and Odd

Evening,

Had a surreal few moments whilst at work this morning.  It involved speaking to an gentleman who had a problem, and whilst dealing with it and eventually after 10 minutes of talking with him about the query, began calling me Guv’nor and Boss amongst other expressions.

Only one person has ever called me that.

Unfortunately, I haven’t seen my father for some five years pretty much, and for a moment this morning -  I could not help but shed a tear for my father and it was a private moment, no one saw it.  I doubt they would have noticed it, but still it happened and I have to ask myself why did that happen. 

Do not get me wrong, I think the way my mother has helped me through my depression and suicidal tendencies in the aftermath of my father leaving home, was nothing short of amazing. 

The way that Dad left home was explicitly sudden and without some form of explanation at the time left me traumatised for several years and for that period I was pretty much unemployable – the difference in me now, compared to 10 years ago, is fucking frightening. 

Sometimes in life, terrible things happen and yet above the rubble, we rise up and become better people…

It’s the same with my ever continuing weight problems, been trying to convince that I was planning indulging over Christmas, but fuck me it’s almost three weeks since fucking Christmas, and how many times have I’ve been there since then.

Oooh, I can just about count them on my hand…

Seriously, I need to get focussed on the coming months of events, we’ve got a wedding involving my mate Shiv and her other half Rob down in Lydd in the middle of March and the aim is to get down towards 13 stone for the big day.  I have got my eyes on a terrific three piece suits from Allsaints for the ceremony and don’t want to be looking like some fucking fat cunt from the Full Monty.

So we’re going to be at the gym tomorrow afternoon, as soon as I finish at the gym, and probably take in some classes specifically to get rid of the fucking spare tyre which seems to be growing at a alarming rate.

Still, according to the scales, I’m still around the 14 stone mark.  Must be all the push-ups that I have been doing…

Mind how you go.

A Personal Idea

I’ve been thinking the last few weeks about ways of expressing my innermost thoughts, when I am at my lowest points.  As I have stated in previous posts, I have suffered from bouts of depression ever since my last 18 months at school on the Isle of Wight, so that would be for the past 12 years or so.

I have recently bought a small pad to note down words, feelings, expressions of thought that I have during the day, and either via my laptop or my mobile (and you’ll know when I’m writing from the iPhone because the text will be much closer together and pretty jumbled!)

I will note my first musings imminently, within the hour or so.

But first, the new series of Survivors is on the Beeb, that needs watching first!

Out Of Africa

No one can help but be disturbed by the dramatic pictures coming out of Angola on Friday night, with players from the small West African nation of Togo cowering in terror after being shot upon by guerrillas in the disputed region of Cabinda. The likes of Manchester City's Emmanuel Adebayor hiding on the team bus as a gun battle ensued for half hour between the rebels and the teams own convoy of security.

It has to be said that the way that the Togoese team has reacted with grace and dignity - remember one of their goalkeepers is in intensive care in a Johannesburg hospital as I write this.

However, as dastardly a attack on Sport as this is, it cannot under any circumstances be allowed to undermine not just the tournament in Angola - but the World Cup finals being staged in South Africa in June. To allow that to happen would be to give succour to the bastards who launched this unprovoked terrorist attack.

Yet I am seeing certain ill-informed individuals pontificating on the channels stating that it will only give hope to such groups wanting to launch a spectacular at those finals - questioning whether or not the finals should be happening in Africa in the first place.

But then ask the likes of Essien, Drogba and Adebayor and those before them. Weah, Kanu amongst the African greats.

People do not have a clue just what having the greatest show on earth on their continent will do to the African psyche. Make no mistake within a decade, Cote D'Ivoire or Ghana will probably have won the World Cup and the inevitable will become a reality.

Africa will become the 21st century heartbeat of World Football.

How The Winter Of 2009 Is Affecting Europe…

Germany's Civil Protection Office (BBK) says heavy snowfalls expected on Saturday could trigger local power cuts and severely disrupt public transport.

France is also braced for more snow. Meteo France warned: "The amount of snow expected is significant, exceptional even".

In the meantime East Herts councils are advising residents that it may be a good idea to carry an umbrella with them if going out on Sunday.....just in case!

Beautiful.

An Advance Warning…

 

Don’t Say You Wasn’t Warned…

It’s Election Time…But Not As We Know It

Yeah, I know!  The General Election is probably more than four months away but already Call Me Dave has fired the pistol for the most technologically advance election campaign in British Political History.  And as we saw with the election of Obama in America and the ongoing movement for change in Iran – the internet is going to have a massive bearing on how the election is fought and won.

The setting could hardly have been more traditional as David Cameron launched the Conservative party's election campaign on Saturday in a quiet corner of rural Oxfordshire. Cameron spoke in a converted farm building and received polite applause. There was no razzmatazz. "It was a bit like a constituency event," said an one of Cameron’s many aides.

So full of blue-rinsed cunts…

At the last election, in May 2005, social networking sites were known to few. Facebook was largely unheard of and Twitter had yet to be invented. YouTube had been in existence for barely months. Blogs were in their infancy (mine, was first set up in February of that year) and political bloggers such as Guido Fawkes and Liberal Conspiracy, now hugely influential in the flow of news, had yet to evolve. All parties used email, but beyond that the internet remained as undeveloped as a Conservative Manifesto.

Election 2010 will show how much the world has changed – and how susceptible election outcomes now are to the unpredictability of events online.  However I don’t think that will be the key aspect to the election campaign – albeit not this time around.

The agreement of all three party leaders to hold three 90-minute US-style television debates during the campaign reflects the public thirst for direct access to political discussion – and adds to the sense of unpredictability. It is particularly good news for the third party in the polls, the Liberal Democrats, who are delighted that Nick Clegg, a good media performer, will have the chance to compete on equal terms alongside Brown and Cameron. A strong performance could notch his party well up in the ratings.

And that could spell trouble for both Brown and Cameron…

My prediction: I think the Tories will win, but it is NOT going to be the raging landslide that all of those suckers think it will be.  And there will be some very uncomfortable viewing for all of us on the Left.

Mind how you go.

Need To Refresh This…

As much as I love the current format, I think that it needs to have a re-vamp to try and take advantage of all of my various accounts that I have at the moment – whether that is Facebook, Twitter or my new LinkedIn account.

Probably will do some design work on Photoshop tonight and see what I can do.

Now watching the Redmen play Reading in the cup.  So far there has been no shocks in the third round today – but the way LFC are playing right now, I can see that not being the case by the end of tonight…

What Has 2010 Got In Store?

Been thinking about this a lot obviously recently.  Apart from hoping that this is the year that I finally crack the 13 stone target and keep under it, I do think that we will see significant social and political change around the world in the coming year – which will affect how we all see the world in decades to come.

First of all, I fear that we will get entrenched in Afghanistan well and truly next year – it seems that the full realisation of what we have got ourselves into is only beginning to be appreciated in the last few months, particularly as we have moved ourselves away from Iraq and Dubya’s private war – to the main reason why we were in the neighbourhood in the first fucking place.

In that same region I predict that we could see some momentous scenes in Tehran, Estafan, Tabriz and across Iran as the Green Revolution takes hold and eventually takes down the entire Theocratic regime in Iran – it will be interesting to see whether or not Obama can continue to resist the urge to openly support the protesters.

Some things won’t change – the government will still be in power – even if it’s a different fucking hue of government – the bastards will still keep on churning out the same old, failed – fucked up policies which have not worked for the past 25 years and have allowed the ordinary person on the street get alienated with politics in this country.

and no doubt England will dazzle in the group stages in South Africa…and lose in a penalty shoot-out to Portugal…again.

Going Out For The Night...

Evening,

Used to love doing it, every week going out on one aiming to survive the night without throwing up. making a complete cunt of myself or both.

Just doesn't excite me as it did.

I'll be out tonight, but more than likely I'll be the one being all sensible whilst others make twats of themselves...


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Memo To Paul Dacre

Hurry up and put Leo McKinstry and Jan Moir to pasture.

Seriously, they are fucking deluded cunts.

And I thought Richard Littlejohn was a cunt.


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They Didn’t Listen…

What did we expect?

It was pretty fucking obvious pretty early on that regardless of whom tried to get some clemency for Akmal Shaikh, that it was always going to fall on deaf ears.

Akmal Shaikh was murdered by the Chinese State sometime after 2.30am this morning.

Because that is what it was, and the Prime Minister should not be kow-towed into saying anything but that.

What we need to do now is to punish China in the harshest way possible.

• We need to help get rid of the China friendly governments in Burma and Iran, where repression is dealt with by using weapons produced by China.
• We must actively support the autonomous regions in Western China, Tibet in  particular in their continuing struggle for independence.
• We must actively support those within China and Hong Kong who are looking for the country to move towards democratic reform.

There must be consequences – even if our government’s too scared to do it themselves.

Not The Sales Again!!!

Evening,

Since being off for the holidays, I have been looking online for any great bargains pretty much since I got home from work on Christmas Eve. One of the things that I have noticed this year in comparison to previous years is the lack of great offers in the major retailers and I had to go to some different places this year.

I was going to head to London, yesterday however on Saturday evening I bought two Lyle and Scott jumpers for the same price as I can in the store in Covert Garden - as well as a pair of Onitsuka Tigers.

This evening I have been toying with the idea of getting this Argyle diamond jumper, again from Lyle and Scott as well as this Peter Werth wool jacket - however we've gone for two graphic tops from All Saints - their shirts are amongst the most beautifully designed around.

Think we've got about £160 left in my sales allowance so we might give it a few days and see what happens from there.

Also off topic, after much quibbling with my sister, I've finally have got back my barometer and temperature sensor which if you haven't see the weather forecast for the next week or so, might be rather useful...

Mind how you go.

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Raging Against The Machine

Oh yeah.  Cracking little title for this post!

It seems that every day there is some tyrannical cunt somewhere in the world, trying to make themselves as popular as Pork Stew being served at a Barmitzvah.  Today that prized cunt – or cunts to use the adjective term is the people of the Communist Party of China.

It seems the term Mentally Ill has not arrived in the corridors of power in Beijing, because they are in the process of putting to death someone who was only found guilty of some 4kg of heroin. 

So he wasn’t found guilty of massacring innocent protesters (ala Tiananman Square) or passing on weapons to be used against demonstrators (eg, Saffron Revolution, Burma 2008) or for that matter, launching widespread population change in places such as Urumqui (where the unfortunate Briton is on death row) or Tibet.

In comparison to some of the acts of pure genocide that China has initiated in recent years, this is rather minor.

Executing such a man is not going to do your standing any good whatsoever right now in the world.  There are a lot of people in the world (me included) who want you to stop financing arms deal to such countries as Burma (or Myanmar as you love calling it) or for that matter Iran, scene of recent protests.

Do yourself a favour.  Release Akmal Shaikh now.

Long Time…

And so I apologise again for a lack of posts during these past few weeks, I have been thinking in recent months about the way that I want this blog to go and whether it should be a blog in which I air my opinions purely of global events or whether I should take it down a more personal route and the way it affects my life.

In the end I have decided to go for a smuch of the two if you will.  A combination of the above – in other words, what I am thinking at that moment in time.

A new concept, I know!  But in these momentous times that we live in, it is important that people the world over can see what like-minded individuals are thinking – it is when those like-minded form a coalition, a united front against authority for whatever reason, that real change can come about and come about it does. 

We are continuing to see amazing pictures coming out Iran this very afternoon, of young people rising up against the theocratic system forced upon them.  Uprisings like these can and do inspire others throughout the globe to join as one to make the world a better place. 

To make those in authority accountable for their actions, that is in the end all we want.

Unelected and Unwanted

That should be the message that our masters in Brussels should be thinking to themselves this evening as they self-congratulate themselves over electing themselves some new fucking leaders including one person who has got to where she is right now even though she has never in her political career EVER once been elected into office by those whom she is supposed to represent nowadays.

Democracy?  Fucking joke that.

What Is That Smell?

In amongst all the furore surrounding the Prime Minister’s somewhat poor attempt to apologise to the family of Guardsman Jamie Janes for the appallingly bad letter which was sent to them in the aftermath of their son’s death in Vietnam Afghanistan, there has been little apart from certain friendly commentators about the conduct of a certain rag’s part in the whole sordid affair.

But then it is the Scum at work, so no level of boundaries for that shite of a rag to get down to…

In Memoriam

At 11am this morning, the country will fall silent for two minutes to remember the fallen of past wars and conflicts.

Whether they died at in the mud covered horrors of Ypres or the sun-stroked heat of Helmand, we will remember them.

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