Archive for category Social Discourse

Britain: Banana Republic

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Life expectancy, fifty-five years. Boarded-up streets. Poverty, drugs, unemployment, misery. A local political representative that lives in a double-fronted property down the road and does not have an accessible office so those he purports to represent can speak to him. Read the rest of this entry »

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Flush, flush again!

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No, I haven’t got a bout of diarrhoea – but after Sally Bercow yesterday we have another nauseating individual that needs to be sent back home down the U-bend: French socialist Dominique Strauss-Kahn, who has now been described as “mentally ill”. Now, I am no psychiatrist – but if the man popular known as “DSK” is indeed a few centimes short of a franc, then he has had the affliction for a very long time. Read the rest of this entry »

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Night vision googles

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Well, it finally looks as though the game is up for the Libyan Colonel… No more stories of farting in tents, oversized “Afrika” bling-bling and armies of Italian callgirls being recruited into some ideological Qu’ran-wielding army. Oh well, one didn’t expect the comedy to last for long. Read the rest of this entry »

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Maximus irritatus

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I first saw this story in another online periodical and thought I would add it to my previous comments on the “Romany plague”, but when reading this Telegraph article I found myself sidetracked by the inadvertantly hilarious subheader. Roman gypsies? I have read somewhere that the Romans once invaded Britain, but I never knew that they were still at it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Liberate me ex inferis

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It has taken a mass mobilisation of the police, a sudden move towards what looks like instant justice and the usual soundbites and mealy-mouthed proclamations, but it finally appears that the spate of urban unrest and looting – or this phase of it at least – is over. As the dust is beginning to settle on the broken streets of England’s cities, who or what to focus our attention on is beginning to dominate the political agenda. Read the rest of this entry »

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Is this London or LA?

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Just a quick one, as I don’t really want to kick-start what might turn out to be yet another monumental essay on urban unrest, ethnic ghettoes in the shittier parts of London and the flood of effluent nonsense spouted by leftists who cannot see the abject failure of their self-serving social experiments. Read the rest of this entry »

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Inexplicable

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I have always believed that the law in this country is a horse’s arse, and you can trawl through some of my previous posts to see why. Some of the contradictions are just so inexplicable that they really do defy belief – and sometimes even I find myself scratching my head just to make absolutely sure that they are not just figments of some malicious right-wing imagination. Read the rest of this entry »

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Jumping the gun…

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It has been a bit of a while since my last post – not that there hasn’t been plenty of things to potentially write about. However I felt I had to shake myself out of my slumber to write something on the recent tragedy in Camden Square Norway, and the madness of gunman Anders Behring Breivik. Read the rest of this entry »

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Tweet, tweet… *gag*

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Gagging orders. Injunctions. Super injunctions. Or is it “superinjunctions”? I’ve had so much of a gutful of this shit I just want to gag.

Japan is still recovering from its horrific tsunami, but we are hearing little about that. The imbroglio in Libya and the rest of North Africa is still going on, but these days you have to turn a few pages (or scroll down, whatever is your fancy) to find the stories. Even Wills and Kate are being left alone. No, it’s all about some footballer and a non-entity – like anybody really gives a flying fuck. Read the rest of this entry »

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Like Medusa emerging from a lavatory bowl

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“Where has he been?” I hear you all ask. OK, the dozen of you that actually read my ramblings – not including myself, Caroline and the spammer who seems to think that random posts are “kewl” for no good reason. A number of things have happened since my last post, the biggest two being the royal wedding and the almost 24esque Osama bin Laden story. Oh, the fun. Read the rest of this entry »

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