Archive for November, 2008

I sort of disapprove of this

Saturday, November 29th, 2008

…and sort of am impressed by it:

A court in Iran has ruled that a man who blinded a woman with acid after she spurned his marriage proposals will also be blinded with acid.

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Joke of the year

Saturday, November 29th, 2008

From Sickipedia, unsurprisingly:

I met a 14 year old girl on the internet. She was clever, funny, sexy and flirty, so I suggested we meet up.

She turned out to be an undercover detective.

How cool is that at her age?

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I endorse the arrest of Damian Green

Friday, November 28th, 2008

Absolute hilarity; the more MPs arrested the better, especially if they’re Tories. I mean, if every Tory cunt were cheese-grated to death, that’d be better; but arrest is a good starting point.

Blah blah blah whistleblowing blah blah blah. Like I give a shit; he’s a fucking Tory MP. I’m willing to stand up for BNPists, terrorists and paedophiles, but I draw the line at Tory MPs. Mr Neimoller, this is where your poem ends.

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Serious? Seriously.

Monday, November 17th, 2008

I’ve got a post on the Baby P circus up at Devil’s Kitchen (where I’ll occasionally be posting, not solely to annoy the actually-right-wing-and-not-libertarian-at-all cunts commenters cunts who infest the place). Very short summary: everything you think you know about the case is almost certainly wrong, and social services had no real opportunity to make any kind of coherent intervention.

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On ‘being a bad person’

Sunday, November 16th, 2008

I found myself sober at a houseshare where a friend was supposed to be cooking me dinner, but where two drunken gentlemen who’d failed to leave from the night before were still in attendance having consumed a bottle of vodka for brunch and another for tea.

Naturally, I hit the wine hard; after a rapid couple of glasses, the conversation steered onto the horrible but unavoidable topic of Baby P. Luckily, before political prejudices could be aired, one of the drunken non-current-affairs following gentlemen said “who the fuck is Baby P?”.

Not entirely to my credit, the answer I gave was “a very small rapper, who was beaten to death by some white people”. Not entirely to their credit, the people about acquiesced in this answer. The n-c-a-f chap asked some more questions, which we answered honestly but not, perhaps, giving the full flavour of the case.

If Mr N-C-A-F gets lynched, then I’ll feel quite bad about the whole situation…

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Casual racism confession hour

Friday, November 14th, 2008

OK. was anyone else surprised to see the face-blurred photo of Baby P and discover that he was white and blond?

Of course, there’s no reason why white, blond parents can’t be just as vicious and evil as any others; although given that there can’t be more than about four white parents in Harringey it goes slightly against the grain…

(I heard someone comment as an aside that the mother had been to public school. Not sure if this has been confirmed in any non-censored sources; if it’s true, then it’ll have been another factor making life difficult for the social workers involved. If you spend your days dealing with lackwit charvers who’re incapable of, know wha’ I mean, like, stringing, a fucking sentence fucking, like, together, then I suspect a bit of expensively-purchased articulacy and charm is likely to switch off some of your alarm bells…)

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Yes, it’s another ridiculous request

Friday, November 14th, 2008

Spitting Image song dedicated to HRH Prince Charles, based on Blur’s Parklife. Approximately “all the people / so many people / and they all hope his mum won’t die / until the very end / of Charles’s life”. Video, audio or lyrics all attract various degrees of oral gratification.

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Best summary ever

Friday, November 7th, 2008

From Scaryduck’s condensed Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet as a UK tabloid headline: “KNIFE CRIME TOFF IN PAEDO SUICIDE PACT”

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