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20.04.2009 - 4:55 p.m.

On the radio yesterday, in reference to the american torture 'revelations' the radio guy actually made reference to 'The Bush Regime' and i ain't talking about a personal topiary schedule. Dopey George has actually made it into the annals of popular media history as a genocidal maniac, leading his 'Regime' of neocon witch-hunters like the pied-piper of hatred and lying.

I'm using the word regime in its current incarnation of popular understanding at the moment, to convey the negative connotations rather than the actual meaning which is both boring and boring. I like the fact that people are very quickly drawing a thick line between george and barack (as is their intention i would think) to demarcate between the evil old empire and the new shining happy land of freedom and fun(tm)

It's a shame that some things are universally true and will continue to be so despite the best efforts of progressives and liberals

(1) amerikkka will always have a big thick racist bone running straight through the middle of it's body, irrespective of the ratio of white christians to everyone else
(2) the UK police are, for the most part, racist misogynist thugs, sure there may be individuals who aren't but they're subsumed under this giant umbrella of bad practice stretching back through the centuries
(3) there will always be poor people who are dying for all the worst reasons, usually so someone else can make a profit on their misery
(4) short term greed trumps all other notions

on the flip side

(1) there's lots of teh fluffy aminals on the planet and all of them need hugging
(2) i'm quite happy to start removing greedy, nasty, belligerent people as soon as my hunting permit comes through

so there

i started an open university degree course this year, and the second module is marketing....quite possibly a subject i would happily bin if i had the choice, but i don't. At least there's only another 4 weeks before it's finished and then i never have to look at a marketing text book again (ever) and only another 3 or 4 years and then i've finished it and with any luck will never have to study a subject as boring as Business again

goddamn Business is boring, i can't stress this idea hard enough, i have trouble just typing the word, and the only reason i'm doing it is because it'll probably make me more employable at some point in the future, it seemed like a good idea at the time...no doubt some smart arse will pipe up and say how they did four years of business at university and now earn a biltrillion pounds a year wearing a suit and saying yah and stressing paradigms, but i can't take people like that seriously and anyway, i've got a big ol' chainsaw that says progress more than a leased BMW, and when society finally disintegrates and the water wars start, i'll be the one living happily off my own wits and knowledge of the land while Mr Suitosser is begging for food at the barricades from unfriendly soldiers, and i'll laugh quietly into my birch sap schnapps, ho ho ho

There's a robin at my work who every day for the last few weeks has been having a go at his reflection in the window, he sits on a security gate post and spends his day shouting and fluttering at some smoked glass, i feel a bit sad for him, expending all that energy for no reason, i'm considering putting some plastic on the glass to spare him his anxiety, but as the glass is part of the Pensions dept. who are mostly dull and like complaining they probably won't appreciate my reasons.

we've also got loads of engineers here doing repairs to our plant this week, and nearly all of them are scousers [sigh] at least i've not got anything here that can be nicked by the lounging stereotypes, and my manager's (who is also a scouser) accent gets thicker every time he talks with them, long term exposure to scouse accents should come with ear defenders and a written health notice.

summer's here, the buns are on the lawn, the cats are roaming, me wif is happy and i've got enough weed to last me until next year

happy dayz

i just remembered that i will never, ever twitter.

just wanted to get that straight

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