>rage against the Status Quo…e aint talking rock bands!!!

>So anyone reading the British press will have seen the “Right Wing Wank Fest”. Seems certain NewsPaper Owners cant abide a 3rd man!! Though I have no pity for them…in one sense they are right! I cant abide a third man…simply for the reason there are no Women. Oh yes yes all these boys desire our “Womens Vote”
Just seems they require our vote, they dont require our opinion, unless it is expressed 2nd hand by a acceptible manchild of their choosing. Ladies & gentlemen, at the moment im enclined to vote Liberal, Due to the fact that the Tories & New Labour offer nothing but poverty & war to the oiks of Britain. They will continue the policies of Them & Us, wherby, you have no say & occassionaly we will throw you a scrap from our over indulgent political/corparate table.

The Mother of Parliments has been Raped!…How about we save our mother?

>Wake up time for the British Hairless Apes…

>Well finally a date has been set for the UK General Elections..May 6th 2010. So far on this the first day of campaigning all I have seen is politicians evade questions & continually quote soundbites. Let us hope things improve. I shall be blogging more on this subject over the next month & looking into what the Politicians/Parties are offering. Thats if they can stop being evasive,twittering, youtubing, soundbiting, & manage to string more than two sentences together in a coherent manner…..
….watch this space.

>The United Kingdom- the paranoid state

>The Torture Garden birthday ball. Took place at SEOne, one of London’s largest venues. SEOne is one of a growing number of British clubs requiring punters to produce ID that is then scanned and retained. The Southwark local authority, plans to implement the scheme at clubs across the borough. Data can supposedly be held for a minimum of three years. (see Article Private kinks, public exposure – Kate Bevan. http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/libertycentral/2009/may/16/privacy-idcards

WTF!

Its unfortunate that we in the UK are being documented so easily, due to what can only be described by a `paranoid political class’. We have CCTV cameras everywhere, are required to have photo ID for internal UK flights. We can be tracked via Oyster card usage, have numberplate recognition…the list goes on. I for one am sick & tired of hearing..”If youve nothing to hide, Youve nothing to fear”
..isnt that what was claimed in 1930’s germany?.

I personally have nothing to hide

I do however have fears. I have fear or an ever growing police state, whereby it seems one is guilty until proven innocent. I have fear over the ever growing loss of data by firms, civil servants etc. I have fears of the WRONG information being placed onto data bases that can affect the way I am perceived &/or dealt with by authorities be they governmental or private entities.

The mass collection of data, does not make the world a safer place, though im sure it makes your average `jobs worth’ feel more important. The more data out there, the more likely you are to have your identity stolen, your details misused & it also means the more totaleterian the Government…the more your life in regards to your personal sphere or public sphere will be controlled…..

…especially if your not of the political & global corporate class.

>Chandeliers oh my…

>I am thinking we should all send our lovely governments receipts, thus to enable ourselves to live the life of an MP & have some lovely chandeliers installed 🙂
(Also wonders why Queen Liz isnt removing certain Lords their peerages)
I am missing a fun filled few days of debauchery down @ Brighton :(…hopefully A & G are having much fun. I seriously need to sort out a summer schedule & get out & about. Being far to complacent & unorganized….shame on me.

>This article has been pulled by The times apparently, lots going on re: Civil Libbities in the UK this weekend, & the ever creeping intrusion upon us Proles by the current lying government….so like many others im posting this article in order that it stays in the public sphere. Yes its a long read, but its worth it….

Philip Pullman on the Condition of Our United Kingdom

The image of this nation that haunts me most powerfully is that of the sleeping giant Albion in William Blakes prophetic books. Sleep, profound and inveterate slumber: that is the condition of Britain today.

We do not know what is happening to us. In the world outside, great events take place, great figures move and act, great matters unfold, and this nation of Albion murmurs and stirs while malevolent voices whisper in the darkness – the voices of the new laws that are silently strangling the old freedoms the nation still dreams it enjoys.

We are so fast asleep that we dont know who we are any more. Are we English? Scottish? Welsh? British? More than one of them? One but not another? Are we a Christian nation – after all we have an Established Church – or are we something post-Christian? Are we a secular state? Are we a multifaith state? Are we anything we can all agree on and feel proud of?

The new laws whisper:

You dont know who you are

Youre mistaken about yourself

We know better than you do what you consist of, what labels apply to you, which facts about you are important and which are worthless

We do not believe you can be trusted to know these things, so we shall know them for you

And if we take against you, we shall remove from your possession the only proof we shall allow to be recognised

The sleeping nation dreams it has the freedom to speak its mind. It fantasises about making tyrants cringe with the bluff bold vigour of its ancient right to express its opinions in the street. This is what the new laws say about that:

Expressing an opinion is a dangerous activity

Whatever your opinions are, we dont want to hear them

So if you threaten us or our friends with your opinions we shall treat you like the rabble you are

And we do not want to hear you arguing about it

So hold your tongue and forget about protesting

What we want from you is acquiescence

The nation dreams it is a democratic state where the laws were made by freely elected representatives who were answerable to the people. It used to be such a nation once, it dreams, so it must be that nation still. It is a sweet dream.

You are not to be trusted with laws

So we shall put ourselves out of your reach

We shall put ourselves beyond your amendment or abolition

You do not need to argue about any changes we make, or to debate them, or to send your representatives to vote against them

You do not need to hold us to account

You think you will get what you want from an inquiry?

Who do you think you are?

What sort of fools do you think we are?

The nations dreams are troubled, sometimes; dim rumours reach our sleeping ears, rumours that all is not well in the administration of justice; but an ancient spell murmurs through our somnolence, and we remember that the courts are bound to seek the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and we turn over and sleep soundly again.

And the new laws whisper:

We do not want to hear you talking about truth

Truth is a friend of yours, not a friend of ours

We have a better friend called hearsay, who is a witness we can always rely on

We do not want to hear you talking about innocence

Innocent means guilty of things not yet done

We do not want to hear you talking about the right to silence

You need to be told what silence means: it means guilt

We do not want to hear you talking about justice

Justice is whatever we want to do to you

And nothing else

Are we conscious of being watched, as we sleep? Are we aware of an ever-open eye at the corner of every street, of a watching presence in the very keyboards we type our messages on? The new laws dont mind if we are. They dont think we care about it.

We want to watch you day and night

We think you are abject enough to feel safe when we watch you

We can see you have lost all sense of what is proper to a free people

We can see you have abandoned modesty

Some of our friends have seen to that

They have arranged for you to find modesty contemptible

In a thousand ways they have led you to think that whoever does not want to be watched must have something shameful to hide

We want you to feel that solitude is frightening and unnatural

We want you to feel that being watched is the natural state of things

One of the pleasant fantasies that consoles us in our sleep is that we are a sovereign nation, and safe within our borders. This is what the new laws say about that:

We know who our friends are

And when our friends want to have words with one of you

We shall make it easy for them to take you away to a country where you will learn that you have more fingernails than you need

It will be no use bleating that you know of no offence you have committed under British law

It is for us to know what your offence is

Angering our friends is an offence

It is inconceivable to me that a waking nation in the full consciousness of its freedom would have allowed its government to pass such laws as the Protection from Harassment Act (1997), the Crime and Disorder Act (1998), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (2000), the Terrorism Act (2000), the Criminal Justice and Police Act (2001), the Anti-Terrorism, Crime and Security Act (2001), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Extension Act (2002), the Criminal Justice Act (2003), the Extradition Act (2003), the Anti-Social Behaviour Act (2003), the Domestic Violence, Crime and Victims Act (2004), the Civil Contingencies Act (2004), the Prevention of Terrorism Act (2005), the Inquiries Act (2005), the Serious Organised Crime and Police Act (2005), not to mention a host of pending legislation such as the Identity Cards Bill, the Coroners and Justice Bill, and the Legislative and Regulatory Reform Bill.

Inconceivable.

And those laws say:

Sleep, you stinking cowards

Sweating as you dream of rights and freedoms

Freedom is too hard for you

We shall decide what freedom is

Sleep, you vermin

Sleep, you scum

>We are all Free…to be spied on…

>The Uk is a strange land. We have no written `constitution’ .
However, we brits do expect a certain ammount of decency… or at least I thought we did. Seem’s our lovely government is carrying on the self indulgent crap of the Thatcher era, Capitalism = consolidation to the few, Power = consolidation to the few (see previous)..Nationalism bad….but we can bail out the private secter ??? Everyone pays tax…oh except the rich….!
So where has all the money gone?…Into the offshore bank accounts of the few. You know, those wankers that said we were all backward, & stupid for wanting our utilities to stay belonging to us. Noooooooooo we must privatise everything..private is good!!!..(baaaahhhh)….So anyhoo,, we sold off all our industries, land, or comon rights…& !!!..oooh feck!!! Oh the joy of finding my taxes & National insurence are now propping up private companies, rather than Hospitals, social housing, social benefits, schools..& oh joy on top of all that….CCTV is so invasive in may as well be up my arse!!!……How did it come to this :((

>Back @ work…tra la la. Weather here in London sucks big time. Looking to see what Expo’s are on at the museums & Galleries as I need to get out of the flat more @ w/ends. Work hasnt been busy at all …. must be the recession! But hey @ least I still have a job. Whilst I feel for the Woolies workers & such like as they are loosing theirs I just cant say the same about the (w) bankers & estate agents !! 😛 ..Lifes on a go slow @ the moment will post again , when hopefully something more interesting is going on. 🙂

>Christmas

>Well back from Sister V’s in South London, had a lovely Christmas with her & John considering the sad circumstances of Mum passing away on the 15th. Started Christmas Eve with the sad task of ordering the wreath for mums funereal on the 6th of January before myself, Sister V & a friend Karen did some last minute Christmas Shopping in Croydon. Thankfully it wasnt too crowded. (unlike boxing day, the scenes I saw on tv with the opening of the sales…some people are barbarians I tell ya!) Christmas Day was..Breakfast, shower, put on Dinner to cook whilst we took noff for a leisurely pit or three at the locals Witherspoons…Back home Eat dinner..a wee sit down & then of back to the Pub.
Only stayed in the Witherspoons for one pint that evening due to the enthusiasm of the l0cal student population deciding to begin a punch up, which Sister V, John & I decided to give a miss, Thus we made haste to a more genial pub with an older clientel (30+), which also had better music anyway..(c’mon, even @ Christmas there’s only so many Slades “Here it is Merry Christmas & Stiff Cliffs “Misletoe & Wine one can hear without ones ears starting to bleed!).
Boxing day was a more staid affair due to the fact that Sister V, John & I all came down with colds….urgh! Hence we lazed about, eating & drinking & blowing our noses! Got up reasonably early this morning & made my way back home to North London dragging a very full holdall behind me. Glad the trains were running well & on time 🙂 (hows that for a Christmas miracle 😛 ), as not feeling grand with the lurgies n all.
Luckily or not so luckily it seems most of my friends whom I’m meeting up with tomorrow for food & drinkies also now have colds, thus no worrying about germ spreading..as it seems we all have it anyway. The temperature has really dropped here in London over the past 48 hours….so its really feeling like winter proper now. In all Christmas wasnt too bad considering :).

(psst wouldnt have minded being on the Beach in NZ though 🙂 )

>DAIRY ECONOMICS:

>DAIRY ECONOMICS:

SOCIALISM: You have 2 cows. The State nationalizes one and gives it to
your neighbour.

COMMUNISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.

FASCISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk.

NAZISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.

BUREAUCRATISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks
the other, and then throws the milk away…

TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire
on the income.

SURREALISM: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take
harmonica lessons.

LEHMAN BROTHERS VENTURE CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell three of
them to your publically listed company, using letters of credit opened
by your brother-in-law at Bear Stearns, then execute a debt/equity swap
with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back,
with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are
transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly
owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows
back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns
eight cows, with an option on one more. You sell one cow to buy a new
president of the United States , leaving you with nine cows. No balance
sheet provided with the release. The public then buys your bull.

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You sell one, and force the
other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to
analyze why the cow has dropped dead.

A FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows. You go on strike, organize a
riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You redesign them so they are
one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called ‘Cowkimon’ and market
it worldwide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they
live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.

AN ITALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows, but you don’t know where they
are. You decide to have lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You count them and learn you
have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You
count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows and
open another bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You have 300 people milking
them. You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine
productivity. You add melamine and arrest the newsman who reported the
real situation.

AN INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You worship them.

A BRITISH CORPORATION: You have two cows. Both are mad.

AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. Business seems pretty
good. You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.

A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION: You have two cows. The one on the left looks
very attractive..

>Hurrah….&….Boo

>Well the week is ending better than it started…Spent 3 days in bed , sick as dog with a foul stomach bug & finally went back to work today. Totally forgot about the goings on in the USA!!! Yes, yes I know, how can one forget about the USA presidential elections…but hey I was sick I tell ya..didnt watch tv, listen to the radio or read a paper from Monday to Wednesday. So todays Guardian carried a wonderful headline. Thank feck that horrid little man GW is leaving the White House. I do feel sorry for Obama though, that poor fella has got a whole pile o shite to try & sort out. But hey..its great news he is in :).

On the sad side of USA politics…was gutted to see prop 8 was voted for, in the state of California. What a hateful peice of legislation…Marraige is only for heterosexuals…pfft bollox!….I only hope that sometime later down the road..(not too much later)..Gay people in the USA get the same rights as “hetero” couples do for their partners, with something like a civil partnership as we do in the Uk.