Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Quote of the Day?

'I don't think this man would sell a lot of T-shirts'

Samuel Obeng, who has lived in New York for eight years having moved to the US from Ghana, was selling T-shirts of Barack Obama. 

"He's God's gift to the whole world and we appreciate him by selling these T-shirts." Obeng sells the shirts wholesale for $60 (£42.75) a dozen. 

Would he be interested in making T-shirts with the man in the Guardian's picture printed on them?

"I don't really recognise him."

He's the British prime minister, Gordon Brown. Have you heard of him.

"Yeah, erm, no." 

Would you consider selling T-shirts of this man?

"Well, er, people buy if they recognise a popular person. I don't really think this man would sell a lot."

from the Guardian.

Sunday, 1 March 2009

Albion.

Courtesy of a Mr Dougherty and the Baby Shambles.

Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station

So come away, won't you come away
We could go to... 
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Ahh anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song

Mmm... Reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good Warlords
And an English song

Oo if you're looking for a cheap sort
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, oh say you'll come away
We'll go to... 
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE

If you are looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away (away), won't you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol
Aaa-nywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion...



The Ides Of March.


With hindsight, Gordon felt that accepting an invition to a toga party was probably a bad decision!

The Words For Today.

SLUBBERDEGULLION

A filthy, slobbering person.


English, whatever its other merits, has as many disparaging words as one would possibly desire. The example that follows is from Sir Thomas Urquhart’s translation of Rabelais’ Gargantua and Pantagruel, dated 1653, which draws heavily on vocabulary used in Scotland in his time:


"The bun-sellers or cake-makers were in nothing inclinable to their request; but, which was worse, did injure them most outrageously, called them prattling gabblers, lickorous gluttons, freckled bittors, mangy rascals, shite-a-bed scoundrels, drunken roysters, sly knaves, drowsy loiterers, slapsauce fellows, slabberdegullion druggels, lubberly louts, cozening foxes, ruffian rogues, paltry customers, sycophant-varlets, drawlatch hoydens, flouting milksops, jeering companions, staring clowns, forlorn snakes, ninny lobcocks, scurvy sneaksbies, fondling fops, base loons, saucy coxcombs, idle lusks, scoffing braggarts, noddy meacocks, blockish grutnols, doddipol-joltheads, jobbernol goosecaps, foolish loggerheads, flutch calf-lollies, grouthead gnat-snappers, lob-dotterels, gaping changelings, codshead loobies, woodcock slangams, ninny-hammer flycatchers, noddypeak simpletons, turdy gut, shitten shepherds, and other suchlike defamatory epithets; saying further, that it was not for them to eat of these dainty cakes, but might very well content themselves with the coarse unranged bread, or to eat of the great brown household loaf."

Saucy coxcombs, noddy meacocks, flutch calf-lollies, noddypeak simpletons. They're all  good 

These words describe our government.

Our government perceives us as "daft" "ordinary" or "normal". all words used by "them" recently to describe "their" feelings towards us "the Great Unwashed".

Please feel free to look up the words they have used to describe those who they hold in contempt.


Harriet and Pandora's Box.

Prescott has form on the pension front.

Prescott heads revolt over judges' pensions

He didn't get his way on that one.

Harriet should be careful when calling for a change in the Law of Contract and Private Property.

She may have to take a look at ACPO and Copper's pensions as well.

Funny thing about the "real public" Harriet, they aren't always as amenable to your machinations as you may wrongly believe.

What will you do the next time Batman camps on your roof? Call a policeman? Get a court order to evict him? They may well decide that the "Law" doesn't apply in your case. Civil matter innit Madame. 

Of course, I realise, that you were just uttering the equivalent of a "Tweet" for the masses in your interview with that forgettable Marr. But really, did you have to stick both of your feet in it for the sake of a soundbite?

Reality is very different outside the Luvvy Circuit of Westminster and the Beeb. 

Some views differ from your's, here's one and another here yet another here.

There are hundreds more on the blogosphere, all in the same vein. Is every one wrong but you? (and Gordon, obviously.)

BTW, I thought the make up artists, at the Brown Broadcasting Compadres, did a wonderful job hiding the Nokia Logo on your forehead.

Sarfpork Lawson.


Via Subrosa 10 minutes of fun on a Sunday afternoon.

Meet Sarfpork Lawson. I Could be Dolly's twin!

There was no Cabinet debate on Iraq.

Well Jack. Looks like you couldn't suppress the truth for long.

The Government is refusing to release minutes of Cabinet meetings before the Iraq War because they would reveal there was no discussion on the issue.


Details surrounding two crucial meetings on the eve of the conflict were laid bare for the first time yesterday when former Cabinet Minister Clare Short, who was present at both, gave a full account of what happened.

She told The Mail on Sunday the main reason for the ‘scandalous’ decision not to publish the minutes was not to protect confidential discussions about the war, but to cover up the fact there was no such discussion.

‘It is extraordinary when you hear people like Jack Straw say that the Cabinet minutes cannot be published because you have to preserve Cabinet confidentiality and robust decision-making,’ said Ms Short, who resigned as International Development Secretary after the war.

‘The bitter irony is that what they are doing is concealing the fact there was no robust decision-making. The minutes will reveal there was no real Cabinet discussion about the Iraq War. That is the real scandal.’


Back to your deep dank hole Gollum, but don't persist in treating us in the same way Tone and Gordy treat you.

But there's no one to check

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