http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1071643/Student-drank-death-downing-half-litre-vodka-just-20-minutes.html
Oh dear. How sad. Never mind.
This is not proper news, people have been dying from over-drinking for centuries. I came close myself, as did my mate, circa 1994
It happens. Ten years later I nearly died when the motorcycle I was doing about 165 mph on, bounced off a Citroen BX16 that joined the Autoroute at a severe rate of knots, half sideways and obviously piloted by a pissed native. To hit the motorway and go across three lanes takes some doing. We both survived. But if I hadn't, it wouldn't have made the papers.
Proper journalism must now concentrate on the absolute carnage - financially and socially - that surrounds us.
Or is this a part of the overall dumbing-down?
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
Technology. It's great.
There was a thing in the paper today stating how they can now use "key chips" to stop half-witted American teenagers crashing their cars. Personally, I couldn't give a fuck if they all burned in petroleum fuelled pyres. We ain't talking about losing a cure to cancer here.
However, this "new" invention has worrying undertones. And I'm not talking about a shite paddy band with a Fenian lead singer...
Parents can now control the speed of the car that their fat spawn drive as well as controlling the volume of the stereo and alert if seat belts aren't worn. Not a bad idea, if saving offal is a priority.
But let us think about where this could go...once the chip is advanced enough...
A chip WILL be inserted into you at birth. You will not know it, but for the rest of your life, you will be a moronic hanger-on to whatever government will be in power. Your life will be dictated by them and you will know no better than to agree.
Life everyday for you will be a bed of roses as you will know not what roses are, nor have the ability to miss the real ones. You will be no better than a Veal Calf and - in the same way - only really enlightened when the knife cuts your throat and your miserable life drains away from you.
All governments will, shortly, use technology against the people they are supposed to look after, to purely ensure their end game is achieved. They have absolutely NO interest in the well-being of most of their electorate. Troughing is all.
Fight the machine.
Fuck them at every stage - argue everything, demand figures under the FOI act, get them to explain every penny of the fucking vast fortunes I - and you - have paid for shite services, Lazy Welsh inbreeds claiming everything, health care for heroin-addled Glasgwegian pissants that have stabbed their mothers and vagrant fathers. Get them to explain how nearly £2,000 per year means I get my bin emptied once a week? And about fuck all else - where does the rest go?
Layers and layers of red-tape is where it goes. Mindless morons on gold-plated pensions, too thick to help, but too greedy to change - it is we, the fully-witted that have unintentionally created this. Probably in the sake of diversity or some shite. Bollox. Morons should be licking car windows clean, not running public services. Or Governments. Fight. For the sake of my country.
However, this "new" invention has worrying undertones. And I'm not talking about a shite paddy band with a Fenian lead singer...
Parents can now control the speed of the car that their fat spawn drive as well as controlling the volume of the stereo and alert if seat belts aren't worn. Not a bad idea, if saving offal is a priority.
But let us think about where this could go...once the chip is advanced enough...
A chip WILL be inserted into you at birth. You will not know it, but for the rest of your life, you will be a moronic hanger-on to whatever government will be in power. Your life will be dictated by them and you will know no better than to agree.
Life everyday for you will be a bed of roses as you will know not what roses are, nor have the ability to miss the real ones. You will be no better than a Veal Calf and - in the same way - only really enlightened when the knife cuts your throat and your miserable life drains away from you.
All governments will, shortly, use technology against the people they are supposed to look after, to purely ensure their end game is achieved. They have absolutely NO interest in the well-being of most of their electorate. Troughing is all.
Fight the machine.
Fuck them at every stage - argue everything, demand figures under the FOI act, get them to explain every penny of the fucking vast fortunes I - and you - have paid for shite services, Lazy Welsh inbreeds claiming everything, health care for heroin-addled Glasgwegian pissants that have stabbed their mothers and vagrant fathers. Get them to explain how nearly £2,000 per year means I get my bin emptied once a week? And about fuck all else - where does the rest go?
Layers and layers of red-tape is where it goes. Mindless morons on gold-plated pensions, too thick to help, but too greedy to change - it is we, the fully-witted that have unintentionally created this. Probably in the sake of diversity or some shite. Bollox. Morons should be licking car windows clean, not running public services. Or Governments. Fight. For the sake of my country.
Thursday, 2 October 2008
The value of a "local" pub.
The "broken society" is well documented. We have probably seen it all with our own eyes, to varying degrees.
There are probably many factors attributing to it - not least is the "money for nothing" world we live in. That is a separate issue on this occasion and for the purposes of this.
Put this to one side and I believe that a fair percentage of the problems we now face are due to the death of the local pub. These are rare nowadays - you are more likely to have to engage in a noisy, chrome decked affair where the sole purpose is to take as much money off you as is possible and then leave the local constabulary to pick up the pieces.
I am fortunate to have local pub in what, I class, is the good old meaning of it. During the evenings, it is mainly occupied by males who have just finished a day's work - they will be tired and occasionally irritable, but overall their mood will be pleasant and I know for a fact that I can arrange any amount of building works, gardening, car mechanics, IT help, financial advice and more all for the price of buying them a quick pint. We drink here despite it being the most expensive pub in the area.This arrangement is reciprocal to all. If you want cheap, go to O'Neills or Wankerspoons.
The "significant others" are always welcomed, as are any children (outside only, of course...).
Many long-term relationships have been formed and the overall sense of community crackles in the air. Everyone has a vested interest in looking out for everyone else. And it works.
Compare this to a few miles up the road - a bigger town, but utterly devoid of such manners and respect for one another. Respect has to be earned, but in that town, respect is neither sought nor offered. SM1 is Surrey's Wild West and if you were to enter an establishment there, you'd best have your wits about you. The simple reason is the pubs - cash cows, only out for a quick buck before the franchise is sold to the next idiotic theme nightmare and the cycle continues. All this does is encourage a herd of booze fuelled fuckwits looking for cheap thrills, loose knickers and a fight.
Society is built on mutual assistance and trust. This happens in a good local, but not in trendy bars where the primary focus is on looking good and seeing how many beers you can shove down your neck before closing time.
The banning of smoking has obviously not helped one iota, as an awful lot of the locals are older men - men with great stories and a lifetime of hard graft - who were used to smoking as and when they see fit; - and most have more decency and sense of community than the combined lager fuelled offal further up the road.
Local pubs should be encouraged. Poncey pubs should be napalmed along with the scumfucks that drink in them.
Give me back my proper pubs. Give me back the society I was brought up in. And give me back the England I still misguidedly cherish.
There are probably many factors attributing to it - not least is the "money for nothing" world we live in. That is a separate issue on this occasion and for the purposes of this.
Put this to one side and I believe that a fair percentage of the problems we now face are due to the death of the local pub. These are rare nowadays - you are more likely to have to engage in a noisy, chrome decked affair where the sole purpose is to take as much money off you as is possible and then leave the local constabulary to pick up the pieces.
I am fortunate to have local pub in what, I class, is the good old meaning of it. During the evenings, it is mainly occupied by males who have just finished a day's work - they will be tired and occasionally irritable, but overall their mood will be pleasant and I know for a fact that I can arrange any amount of building works, gardening, car mechanics, IT help, financial advice and more all for the price of buying them a quick pint. We drink here despite it being the most expensive pub in the area.This arrangement is reciprocal to all. If you want cheap, go to O'Neills or Wankerspoons.
The "significant others" are always welcomed, as are any children (outside only, of course...).
Many long-term relationships have been formed and the overall sense of community crackles in the air. Everyone has a vested interest in looking out for everyone else. And it works.
Compare this to a few miles up the road - a bigger town, but utterly devoid of such manners and respect for one another. Respect has to be earned, but in that town, respect is neither sought nor offered. SM1 is Surrey's Wild West and if you were to enter an establishment there, you'd best have your wits about you. The simple reason is the pubs - cash cows, only out for a quick buck before the franchise is sold to the next idiotic theme nightmare and the cycle continues. All this does is encourage a herd of booze fuelled fuckwits looking for cheap thrills, loose knickers and a fight.
Society is built on mutual assistance and trust. This happens in a good local, but not in trendy bars where the primary focus is on looking good and seeing how many beers you can shove down your neck before closing time.
The banning of smoking has obviously not helped one iota, as an awful lot of the locals are older men - men with great stories and a lifetime of hard graft - who were used to smoking as and when they see fit; - and most have more decency and sense of community than the combined lager fuelled offal further up the road.
Local pubs should be encouraged. Poncey pubs should be napalmed along with the scumfucks that drink in them.
Give me back my proper pubs. Give me back the society I was brought up in. And give me back the England I still misguidedly cherish.
My first rant, circa 1992.
Law and order 1992
A policeman is shot dead in Clapham, the Anti-Nazi league tear parts of East London to shreds and a wealthy woman is rammed off the road and robbed of all her jewellery. There does not appear to be much law and order about.
I have a solution. Some may think these measures extreme, however, it is the only way to rid the world of murderers, rapists, bank robbers and life assurance salesmen: At the age of 17 every human being is to be given an IQ test. Anyone who achieves a score of less than 95 will either be vasectomised or sterilised, depending on their dangly bits. A generation or two will pass before the benefits become apparent, but just imagine if this had been done 50 years ago:-
1. The arse wipe who snapped the side mirror off my car would be no more than a wank stain on his father's sheets.
2. Lloyd Grossman would not invade my living room on an all too frequent bases.
3. The Suzuki GSX550EF would never have gone into production. Becuase it's slow. And girls ride it.
4. Referring to 1 above, cretinous halfwits who do not have the intelligence to earn their own living and see fit to take the fruits of normal peoples endeavours, would be eradicated. Car and building contents insurance would fall to more reasonable levels. And my brother would get paid so much.
5. I wouldn't have to listen to my colleagues inane ramblings.
6. Deferred Interest mortgages would never have been invented.
"There must be down sides, mustn't there?" I hear you shout, "...who'll sweep the roads or work for London Underground if there are no stupid people about?"This popular belief is, to be honest, bollox. There are already too many people in Britain to ever make full employment possible again and I certainly wouldn't mind working for London Underground if the calibre of the passengers improved to my level.
But, I must concede, there will be disadvantages:
1. I wouldn't keep winning lots of money on Trivia Quiz machines.
2. Arsenal Football Club would go bust.
3. Most of Wales would be incapable of propogation (is this a disadvantage?)
4. As would most of our Accounts Department.
Get your knitting needles and scissors out, we have work to do...
A policeman is shot dead in Clapham, the Anti-Nazi league tear parts of East London to shreds and a wealthy woman is rammed off the road and robbed of all her jewellery. There does not appear to be much law and order about.
I have a solution. Some may think these measures extreme, however, it is the only way to rid the world of murderers, rapists, bank robbers and life assurance salesmen: At the age of 17 every human being is to be given an IQ test. Anyone who achieves a score of less than 95 will either be vasectomised or sterilised, depending on their dangly bits. A generation or two will pass before the benefits become apparent, but just imagine if this had been done 50 years ago:-
1. The arse wipe who snapped the side mirror off my car would be no more than a wank stain on his father's sheets.
2. Lloyd Grossman would not invade my living room on an all too frequent bases.
3. The Suzuki GSX550EF would never have gone into production. Becuase it's slow. And girls ride it.
4. Referring to 1 above, cretinous halfwits who do not have the intelligence to earn their own living and see fit to take the fruits of normal peoples endeavours, would be eradicated. Car and building contents insurance would fall to more reasonable levels. And my brother would get paid so much.
5. I wouldn't have to listen to my colleagues inane ramblings.
6. Deferred Interest mortgages would never have been invented.
"There must be down sides, mustn't there?" I hear you shout, "...who'll sweep the roads or work for London Underground if there are no stupid people about?"This popular belief is, to be honest, bollox. There are already too many people in Britain to ever make full employment possible again and I certainly wouldn't mind working for London Underground if the calibre of the passengers improved to my level.
But, I must concede, there will be disadvantages:
1. I wouldn't keep winning lots of money on Trivia Quiz machines.
2. Arsenal Football Club would go bust.
3. Most of Wales would be incapable of propogation (is this a disadvantage?)
4. As would most of our Accounts Department.
Get your knitting needles and scissors out, we have work to do...
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