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Monday, 22 September 2014

Written deal....
We'll kill Blair...(well not me I dont do that kind of stuff)... cos he's only gonna bring the Iranian nukes in raining down in the red Apocolypse...
But peace is quite quite easily brought in .....
No more big metal foreskin expenses even if the whole palaver is about sad litle boys who get em chopped off by the zealots and bigots...

One condition only.... get the really bad example to the world of Jewish avarice to put his stuff back up, as in let everyone else put their stuff back up.....

because Youtube is heaven...... and pretending you can control heaven is of course poor old fellas hell....


she aint gonna know what hit her...... and her metaphysical nonsense says she knows all as shes the word of god too... (hippyshop version)

The Power.....

.... theyre cutting me orrfff.....
But just afore we meander off to the big man...in the wig.....
Nahh... there used to be a little man with his Rollin battle song.....
Its been superseded by the fat baldie .....
And is there anything else to say about him....... spirit of glorious whitey... conquering all before him

Just like she

would is.....she

And I'll die when I'm dun......luv



Never mind..... (oops...sure that one 'll be crazy negro banned too...)

Now a sunny week, a summer of Indians (truly....yes....we know the truth..... at CrazyGnarls~legal services ink....)
The fairy godmother.... won't let the Indian see his half breed....


There is nothing better than clement weather allowing preferred footwear off to see the lovely High Court judgie poos....well, pretend, one had enough cash left if they ever paid....such as to be able to afford proper...jesus sandals....
plastic'll have to do for now.....
My favourite hobby....

day off, for technical reasons..... and Christmas number ones need to be slave driven well in advance
Jewish people please see the alternative version just type into your Hebrew browsing machine I'm sure it'll find it ....Siouxi, Israel   Is ray hell....
VERY loud..... as you crash'n burn..... cos thats the way you're programmed innit....
One such..... lady .... one couldn't help eye to eyeing..... in the great decade of bob around with a babe....
One of the very very very few ....well lets be truthful, eye candy for your dad at Sheep Music

And there she is..... Sat night....drunk as a skunk.....

in the pub for the troopers.....

But hell.....she can do this .....
 like
....even sexier than that fiddler

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xr3q27_bob-dylan-hurricane_music



Now.....

(hahhh.... that violinist, apparently beautiful in the perfect kinda hippy you wanna ball her brains out beautiful, i wouldn't know i always look away.... sound is sound....
But when one occasionally in the past takes the kid to the odd festival as West Marches (very) little hippy festivals unlike Womad where its just for cash....
Are the only places you will (have i guess) ... find the workshop workers who....look their little attendees...in the eyes....and mean it

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Hahhh... if it werent far too long of my life to bother to take a photo plug the little fucker in and show you...a photo....
of a bit of a blip
Over 2000 page hits from Mossad this l;ast week.....
Typical greedy yid getting the record for by far the most reads of this blog ever in one week ....when Israel was previouisly ignorant of this bit of godly fuckin orders!
(i do need some winter sun if sponsored TV ops under consideration...George as bodyguard please...)
yes... you may be thieving landgrabbing genocidres especially of the  kidie variety.... torturers...Galloway George so genius in elocuting your evil....but you won... all war is unfair so no point those ragheads monaing unfair fight...
SO, Rwanda time.... Rwanda I did not know has the very best wimmin/blokes ratio up top in their likely corrupt parlee armanent ....
because they responded
From the hell of their own making
Tearing up all ego and starting from scratch so much hell they created....
decided to do it right just to show the rest of the world who assumed they never ever could.
i.e. learned.

Your turn... think of the heritage/tourism/themepark opps....
The land we all assumed was going to end up in tears of palestinian vapourised dew of dead childrens last dying ghasps into the cold night air no roofs left to overhead them.....
suddemly said...peace.
yes may take a few UN to keep it a while but
Peace.... just live and let live.... be Rwanda on steroids .... but very little more chopping each other up any more thanks.... get loadsa very sexy dusky female Pally MPs in there up there too....
One land... two peoples if you must.....
Alternate days in the cathedral I mean the frogs manage it even the Itis with their motoring and theyre real macho men rather than sick little bullies...
A great example to the world....
Just dreaming of course..... but your chap is right, you won.....


Commission

(Al, commital.... cant remeber if its one of those agressive words with two teas..... and she aint no help ...)
"find a heavy metal band to make a version of that last...". describes the mood I am in after such a fuckin sacrafice... the last two days.
But it was worth it to have found....

 she is as thousand more beautiful times up close than....

And the mission (wonder if she's wearing her sunglasses...) to derobe her, set her free, blow some hot scirocco as her tailwind...and blow her free....

"[outside the Troubador Saturday lateaft]....PAUL...Paul...you cunt... simplify it...the rule, if you fiddle with nature it'll have bitten you in the balls maybe years before you even know....
me, [poke fingers into them] late teens even the eyes window to the soul principle, never ever cover them in dark plastic.... 
how I laughed a few months ago to read a whole bunch of new research stating that even Bob's mum earty mother supreme making him wear them age 4
is a child abuser as the natural systems regulate the melanin ...via the luminescence taken in as sunlight... by dint of the untinted eyes...

All along I was right...."

Pity anyone shades them...... because thy're there for more reasons than just anti~cancer agent... they're agent of ...look me in the eye and say that.... 

And had I known they were favourse atire ... that day at my gate (i have a new one far finer even if exact samwe design and sort of location) of course I would never have for a second thought twice...before scarpering.

So,...go

....somehwere with utterly amazing acoustics....
And turn her up very very loud indeed..... and sit there imagining that there were things as a younger person that you knew should be said...and done.....
And all day siit there writing them......
And doing the do of knowing somewhere out there they are being received and responded to..... "its international peace day don't you know..." yes thats what the first letter said of the 21st instant or can't you fuckin read.....
Theres nothing better than seeing a hippy squirm... try and talk herself out of a really really deep hole... of course she will pull her codirectors into...too...
When just one short call would do instead....

Poor thing......

For Z..... no names just yet ...and my own Z well....



 very very.... 

makesit so much easier to bear knowing that even the official High priestesses are just as fuckin evil......

oh yes irrelevent, they all are..so shabby....

Hahhh radio 4 on good form....
1910 "that Liz...gonna take her to the cleaners lets call a lizard...[the supposed nice one, so long Comet like incandescent goodness, shouldv really been called one priestess god speaks through by deed poll...herself]...tear the shirt off her back"

But excelled into a parrallel universe of the infinite dimension and her goddess [whoever wrote the one about] 1920: poor little spider ... with arachophobia and ...
listen do...I think it's a skit...on all...of you
Wish i was that clever but....
Maybe in another newly invented genre the operatic gist of legal matters which are all just shabby emails back n forth cut out lawyers ....and even litigants....use gmail forsomething beautiful, never mind good.... ...for once.
All irrtelevent....even the chunky MP2B gets it.....  "face to face"... thats all that matters... the human touch.

 did I imagine, it flipped it round, self the other day...no I didnt because I saw it twice.....oh well what an alogorithm ..failutre that perfectly person ifies... all of it all the whole project of course as in almopst all political pronouncements ...fail....

(an original piece of artwork by my rather superb new Queen ...seriously abused as child, 50 years back.. she got over it
Thres hope....)

Now you see by the time you've fought for half an hour to bring you that photo from the innards of the new thing horror thing....all creative juice gone...
never mind train of thought


Hippies.... all my life I wanted to have vehicles to describe how I'm the only one ever....
So now we have a whole fleet of them from the last five or so years lined up, well maintained....roaring to belt off into the sunset in a trail of diesel fumes thatl kil yer...

We can dispense with those dreadful Moslem's version and ...
(never even knew this existed).....
the star on the toe symbolises..... kickin the star children where it.... may be seen



And that ... for the rest of my time in this blog .... you have to have a fan on in the background blowing warm jasmine flavoured air....
I'm sure you can get it 9.99 at the usual shabby outlets....
But it is warm... sweet days air.....
That sets the tone..... of all...... even if you all chilled to your atomised bones....

Come...to [into]...my garden.....soon







promises

(such as the redundant spellcker system on this silly blogsystem will ever be taken to court for misrepresentation otherwise known as passing off shoddy goods promised as a spellcker that may be doing her job for two posts running,  in return for advertising cash.....)

Alec salmod really really does want to pipe down, as well as show some maturity: No one in UK any more can even slightly understand in writing the word "deal"...like the totally committed...like the so nice websellers of alternative crap....
Why should Cameron or his PLC be any diferent......in blood, Alec, you shouldv got it in blood scrawled onto your arm...on youtube....
Good job he wasnt a woman.....
But he really should take care..... beacuase if the earth mothers I deal with are so completely atomised and all those big words.... A civil war could really escalate into something a bit more latently overdue....and it will not be nice.

sadly

...no time for a bit of punditry on an art form even if propoganda for all sorts of silliness...
My sacrafice: saving Bob, well actually saving Bob's ma....from herself... (i like her, well, 2/3 of her) .... because if she does not alow a true narative re bobs browner dad...sure as rotten swan's eggs rather pong.... it'll one day bite her in the buttocks like a sharpened Poo Stick hurts like hell.
But of course Mr McQueen would never have the depth to understand that we have modern slaves just as infact more so on the gallows....
And always will.

So, a few years back in the last blog we got stuck in a time warp of the homo farmer to my horror cos one would think one could at least trust tghe homos in committed relationships....sorry addendum they don't exist, gays... or just bat a bit here and theres... would surely have the decency to fess up their sins...with the hired help....
But no...to my genuine disgust

There is no disgust only at last a little admiration in the artful: Really super angelic woman portrayed as true angel ..ok has loadsa dosh and puts on pretend festival just like Hilary only for their cash.... super nice super rich boss woman.... fucks the help aftera  few ciders at her money grabbing rekke at festival for her money grabbing own festival a few months l;ater...where she fucks the help once more aftera  sherbert or so....
even nicer, utter fucking High priestess of all imagined [literary] angels ever married to said help, finds out... as the help offers the bossy Mantis a trinket of shiny stuff...
token of his... [confusion reigns]

(there was one kinda great only after Kev.... , but only first album or was it second)...however the picture~liks was put in here at X marks the spot but it stuck it elsewhere.... just to remind me we [thats me and my jerkoff of a slave driver goddess ]... do NOT cheat by using song lyrics or ideas from them.... I cant even remeber which one off that fabulous Finnien LP had that lyric.... confusion reigns...its the best one...is it the apocolypse one?

reality offends.....
Not me Dave old chppie.... thats the key.....not being victim to any of it, nor for a moment being gotten down....ever.... even when you know the gorgeous and just from another planet called paradise, Bob'll be as sure as they all are....skewered on her fucking up stood bloody finger.
Of her self regard.

Anyway back to biz.... ehhh... silly rich tart fucks help, the actual High Priestess of niceness and simple community kindness and that Worcester woman kind of decency, finds out Roy is putting pecker in two tyroughs....
shock horror hurt....
[menawhile of course the vampiress decides to sack Heathcliff.... / ehh whats the gardner called in Lawrences Lady chatters i forget....?]
supernice local lass from Worcester, that archetype of Daily Mail loveliness and upstanding thriver or is it striving.....
Quiet soon, "sue the bitch for all she's got..."

Ehhh....tangos are for two.... I believe even if know nothing about those kindsa dances...

For opnce The Archers really have got top the heart of it.....all.
(ok perdictions, injunctions to no trolling, harassment prosecutions, ehh.... Liz gets in a PR companty called personal narrative reangers....ink.... big cheque to Go Ogle for removal of all those nasty but true twats....
ehhh.....
Just like every shabby woman in the land even HER....defaults to..... especially those who may be implicated as accessory..... she won't be selling so many of em in the future if her name gets into the real papers.....
sadly not my plan...but no man is an Island....
And communication doesnt exist any more. so....







forgive Gordon all his past uneasiness

as I beg I am forgiven for all past references to dreadful loud music...all just to make certain points I havent quite gotten to the final take of yet...

There is only one being


then, and ...later this week...

"wow, I'm an artist..... I can do it [social justice campaigner!!]*"...

the exclamations should be outside the brackets above....
Now, having just spent a whole 48 hrs (40 miles yesterday on the old girls pink bike "as a demonstration of performance art in it's best")... lobbying... for youth to not be patronised by the very people who pretend they wish them on board.....but the key is on the box, or indeed photo, there are only two under 40s...and they are both daughters...
Their "parent" ehhh kinda spent rather a long time facilitating their being there
hahh Tord, being there the great IS fucking pants.....
BUT
(the biggest but in the blog to 4 million words date)
take the best book in the world (a birthday gift would be to facilitate by ensuring ....despite all.... that book is read... that is the only gift worth while....and I gave it....I am at peace with all the gods of the seventh dimension, peace campaigners commemorated IN..that is in in army barrack grounds..the gods of what the fuck next....the gods who have woven the neutrino beams our way at present "hmmm those nasty neutrinos,...loads are going to go mad soon...before the saved ones can dominate them via their loony bin keys... and thats the NICE ones of the Hereford Square coffee chats [free, Kyle may not have time to call his dad for a year but perhaps he understands blackmale.... and free boiling Starbuck water.... for my very cheap liquorice tea bags...especially when you need a big double dose.... having spent all day with the fuckinmg peace campaigners and their BOSSY mates...]  they havent got the gall to go storm the ISis walls....so storm each other instead)

"don't forget what he said.... everyonme going nuts...soon, as those photon beams from the parrallel beings zap us... "
"I have alreday, because it started about five years back.... he just too precious to have registered it on his geiger counter ...[ i really DID meet one of the very first kids born from a Hiroshima survivor [50k] yest... the dox said a miracle!... thing is Ive known him 20 years and he never said....aint people funny....weird...]"

Lucas mates with their several tribes ]no not fuckin lazy it was just HIS perspective as in all science]
me too lazy to turn round that bracket...

All art, great art..... is telling a tale of social injustice Mr McQueen.... via another tale....

Of course the Yaghan or whatever (this work of art can't be bothered go and look it up in the book just 10meteres away)... knew.... had known forever... that the younger adults must be shadowed by the wise elders... that IS humanity.... even if it is also bending ones narrative every few weeks to suit your self regard and facebook postings...
Funny thing is that the other kind of media tends to use real words like "thief".... and accessory to theft via the benefit system...
None of which interests me....

My great movie is this, there is Bob.... the name Bob is my generic name for a child loved but also properly enjoyed. I called my daughter Bob for a while as was our lovely injoke...
Because actually it had been what I called my lovely big bunny I had as general lazy homes and gardens rabbit when i was at my little w London base for a few years...
To me is the only term of endearment minouge....

Bob, is a privelage..... and the recent Bob is...well...I would dedicate years to his bestest being.... but will likely never see him again.
Just as the actual tale of injustice in the blockbuster planned and in the can... about someone else....is in fact far far more about Bob's ma.... no not any ma from long ago, the one who the last few years despite her ultra earth mother and priestess and eco goddess facade....what a lovely word....
Of course cannot be human and support the next very simple social justice case going on around her ....  because it is really....about her....selfish only able to think of her own being found out conscience.... her, blocking Bobs likely fairly Ok dad..... from being Bob's dad.....

But no one will ever know that..... even if great art is Mr Steve Mcqueen as fey as the name association.... all great art is not in your face and simplistic...it is indeed driven by the utter knifedge need to work out how the innocents... can tread that knife edge...without ending up chipping their kneecaps off....

How on earth would such a silly undeducated blackman who of course resorts to black...
For a second be of any use to social justice
Social Justice isn't Justice...it is social..... it is about the fact that every injustice will have a legion of slave traders in the background who will not act to their own...with sincerity, keep deals, retain some sense of solidarity....
Or with the current 20 and 30 something generations even read and respond to quite simple legal notices of acting....
And if they can't well.....maybe the porridge classes may help..... cruel to be, for their own fuckin good....

You will never know about Bob's injustice..... but McQueen don't know....that is the love that drives me... (or is it revenge...hmmm....only the old and wize]vomit, judgie, thats gonna cause a larrff..]...hmm what dyspraxic dyslexicon have i developed now doing my brackets wrong way round....what a fun, a whole new disorder Ive invented...GCHQ please add me to yuour list!! i wanna  real job....never mind having the querulous rtejoinder skills to knock the prophets of the sharp instruments....well and truly off their poll Youtube bl;ocks....

My art will be driven by the real silent pain and injustice.... as a wize man knows is actually real art fully forming....

OK ...ALL is now clear, done, finished.... the case for the Tory goddesses ready.... (100 k the costs of my movie release.... and as the opposition is pretend ...well, let the bids begin....


(keeping exotic... hahh i misheard typos are such fun: pests...)







Friday, 19 September 2014

"that's a good idea..."

(last post last nt......not late, you see if you think about it what on earth sort of wierdos arrange their counting up all night. It just shows the madness of all politicos and of course inability for any of them to even ban sugar being shovelled out in schools, being that every one knows ~ at least 86%... that a night's lost sleep for no good reason is no a very very silly thing unless there is a very very good reason....otherwise why not ju7st do it 9 to 5 like everyone else...it occurs falling off early to bed of course nothing in Northern counties really matters....because it is pretty rare that lethargic Northerners or their neighb ours ever bother revolting or invading.... Canada, N Russie... Norway Sweden....
It is those warmer climes that matter....

... believe me folks, this is the momentous day....... but of course the spirituals and High priestesses of Facebook.... can't ever understand that ramping up things in the trenches....means you really do mean Peace.... peace requires time and effort.....
Or are they so ignorant they are above that too....
Of course they will be
Ladbrokes will give it 9:1 war.../....peace
Me...i have simply no idea....except that it is for a reason.

(hahh....not at the office.... problem with youthful would~be governors... they can't even think of simple ways to reach the bums...of the very bums you need..... if you may just end up mattering a bit)

TBC...it's only just begun....

Thursday, 18 September 2014

and perhaps the little gypsy girl gets it now...."NOW" because the lands are owned.... and if you have a window, jump the fuck in rather than out they all spend their days fantasising over....
NOW! she who gets to the potato fields before the plough comes by to grab em all out for chips.... may just live

never mind the fact that a whole generation of silly "serendipitites" don't get it.... good serendipity when it comes along, often is accompanied by having to fit in a load ...or ten...into your already busy day just to survive the bureaucracy in these dreadful lands....
Means the short term effects in real life may indeed be negative...if you don't relish hard work up at 5 most days and straight into it.....

And ever unanswered email (these now from the suposedly on side.... as pwer facebook hahh hahh) .... is theft. We've known for years time the on.ly truly precious comodity.

(the summer: "oi...... those children, rarely, it is crystal ball clear thyey'll be screwed for life unless i get my time to work 200 hrs on all that....unfortunately only I can do.... you, not listening to clearest instructions, you not bothering to take seriouslu each communication...... well, when they do selves in years hence.....blood/hands/not mine.....")

hahhh....

very very last little quip, that for now may be subjudice..... they may all ...all.... pretend, even to the little princess.....same side. But no machinery was ever offered despite rather a load owed
(from, this line even though it's never planned the little rhymes just sort of write theyselves
Gorger girl....
ain't in the loony rhyme.... owed by a chief of The Rainbow...tribe, who spend their lives preaching community to others.... but when it even comes to the favour bank as last resort..... for using my life.... can't even read)

No machines, but I got the king's portion......

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

only teasing, all claimed level 1s...aren't...even if they are far more interesting in detail

level 1s are an overriding impossible situation.....soon, maybe..... when someone else has first look.

Now, will my baby live? .... ... (mine!...yes my friend.... just when i needed one too, not needy need but heck one isn't going to live forever so enjoyment need)

These if I were still lying would be billed as level 1...


 but don't think that you can for a second know..yet.... what levels in the number two are represented here..... 
And note to self..... now you have all the time in the world ...all..... do make sure you double check even the photos have gone in the right way round....if i could be bothered I would rotate the lower as it is in fact horizontal in the folder of the files.... yet Blogger has just developed a new toy...a brain.... which turns them round the "right" way without even fuckin asking....now, if you think that won't fuck the art.... and need checking never mind go wrong.... you don't know the caprice of the youth..... who tried their very best to scowl at someone not wanting to waste 5 seconds of their day in saving the above....and that is the so called profs....

photos cannot bring the weight, the sweat... the pheromones that.... are in the above....despite a load of stampy feet. 



my will: all the rest worthless even Moddy is just digits in the mist of big data.... (i think the rule is answer two facebook appeals with sensible uncle~dad kinda suggestions... they find that too demanding.... funny that one...)

All is in trust to the one whom I use office phone with jointly..... (just work, there is nothing else).... but likely trusted to keep in trust til myblood turns that big number ....

witness, you lot
even if... well.... so i wonder if whoever was trying to break in i havent even bothered resetting my work~of~art facebook .... put anything up?
It is me...there's only one. I think people arte getting that one Loudn clear............ except "I'm not here" is my almost default line....I can live entirely in my own bubble and only want it that way.... because at least I know...why it's worth it.

Just vote.... spoiled paper. that'll showem....
never mind if the Greens and associated goodies are unable to keep any kind of promise or momentum....you think crooks like the fishy one even care if he himself loses.... never mind keep to any so called pledge....
Your dafter than the Scotts were rather famous for

now perhaps the ultimate paradox

not really but worldly affairs and all that (i know she wants one...tee heee.... but as someone says "you don't look a day over forty" just yest...well, even if only middle aged wimmin are in any way attractive.... she can't have me!...I exist nicely thanks and have done plenty of time in my own timezone ).

... the curious paradox is that the voter is right, but is it all a vicious circle in that if the voter is so disinterested in real life~ little up North is going to be very real. or matter much....
That all the politicians have simply become so utterly effete ~ i know it is a big word for the average reader (I'm only interested in well above so you won't be Oxbridge either ~ only us selfies taught ourselves right) ...
So ridiculously monotone ~ they pretend they are interested in having younger new blood, but it is all about as pretend as can be ~ vanity being they think they a. haven't been noticed, and b. when it is noticed they will be hated for its obvious PA ....
Neither. Thing is talk about things being open ~ the voter may well vote for someone new, some younger blood...yet is so almopst impossible to go through ordinary processes of finding allies ... there won't be any. However if you are that one or two whom have been catapulted by brute force and battering rams....
It really really IS open..... because it will be  ahell of a big change to entirely adjust to some other system where voters don't ... and perhaps it's by lots....
i.e. paradoxwhich would be just as just a system in the bigger moral picture

In other words... heck, know any rather common sense fairly eco friendly people wanting a career.... please apply here, you get a bit of "power" too....
Even if of course the great paradox is how disempowering that will be...unless the right team of mentors are there in the background.

Boring..... but there is only one game in town, look aty it that way, am I the only person whom say even ten years ago would let my mind wander into various possible futures ~ bit of business self emp being far pref in so many ways .... (never) marry someone rich.... no British woman has the grace and honour to make it work....(M + D already go shopping separately i see... that didn't last long...and it's a VERY small town)
But there is that big mist~engulfed world that has a feeling to it which is akin to the grown up world of that impenetrable cumulo nimbus overhead....
Feels as impossible to measure up to. So one doesn't.
But then you get involved by some weird little matter of would~be~good~for~someone~else.... and of course once you've taken the big step of aiming your little craft into the boiling outer cloudwalls....
All the fuss is nowt... just a fleet of other fools drifting about on the currents... nothing to fear ~ all that hot air down below so insubstantial that the adiabatic lapse rate within falls off very quickly to stable and utterly no harm whatsover...
Even if tacky and boring.
The problem is and of course poor nextgenerations will find forever by the sound of it..... so so many bored fiftysomething largely wimmin...who attend the odd meet as they're lonely.... depressed, been told by their depression specialist to get therapeutically involved..in something....
But when it comes to actually caring, for one moment meaning what they say...... forget it.


~ back to real life: one...two......three (the launchpad having been scrubbed to gleaming, several times, the payload re~sorted even more times ...about a month each repack that is.... essentially a year has gone into just mission prep..... )
And just for you...... [tomor latest] we have lift off......





(hahhh....nothing more do i revel in being told I'm in the "1%"..... thats the best way 'twas always and will be....  my nature is pure, even if we seem to have a whole cohort or more who think that somehow crowdfunding or sourcing or clicking.... can change the fundamentals....yes, they are: there is NO commuinication...poor you nextgens



Oui, .... et morte!

I was not something I'm not now even if they really do make you wonder.... because our society has almost become the only sport in town once the Salmon is simply forgot even of course he wont be the easy loser....
just about making you think you are something that you arent because you werent.....but you did know how to make lessons fun...for theonly one who matters

(but it is the so called same side which from now on all is addressed to....



right, it is done....all......we are indeed ready.... like an old wine, turn it up fill volume and take your shades off....
and pretend it is still summer






Tuesday, 16 September 2014

"the mostest greenest government...."


Now,
 I am not urban, I can do urban aND DID BUT

acc cap

And of course all politicians just pretend, anything.
And green is a swearword (i know because even in the countryside, now, live...one cannot even reason with people who work with the land....
They simply scowl if one were to even suggest, it may take 5% more time.... to forage through that...before it's chipped.....but talk about reducing waste....

All that matters even if changing the mind is a thrill, is that the dreadful part time townies and the visit~the~big~smoke once a month brigade will never have the peace which you get by avoiding that stuff....
Such that you develop your own character...
hahhh and there we are not much surprises me.../even about me... but I didn't know that I had the e word printed out and above my desk even ten years back...
But it is good to know there in no angry knee jerk.... one just knew before, who were those jerks...and hell they've sure bred.... 
Even more jerks

But, for the whole nation of narcisissts...of course no one can get it (bet that particular gang of environmental terrorists wil have spent half the summer at Glasto.. and the even more pretent worthyfests... 
No one can actually intake: but it is you.... too...who must be the change... in real life too.
You have  ageneration of such fascists I'm glad I won't be here long to even know of them... more than I already do.

Monday, 15 September 2014

"how it changes your........your........your.......

....mind

Now silly me at least I admit it, pretending to be one of these under about 50 yrs old arseholes on all the beebeesee documentaries that I care about the pious version...good for fellowkinds

I mean the one a few weeks ago about all his so Harvard Oxburke ... "the world has been recreated cos all the youngers can change it by social media engineering so entrepreneurial...then there was some Indian wallah on the bandwagon this morning with weirdo~and~dodgy~folk~who~pretend~to~be~sick~and~apart to get 2 x housing benefits - half a dozen roomsw between two.... and a label on their box for life for the rest which of course does them no good...
who wants to put it all on the stock market via some many a billion hedgie or ten except half of em ll end up in a foreign sslammer on extradition for that particular easy wedge ....filched
what was it social investment wave of  newbiz newwords even the presentist balked at....
If you tell me one of them actually cares....
Hahh what was that line.... gonna have to rewind hell i need a secretary...except thy're all no good either

Silly claims of a virus~launching bit of twatter...via great pious reasoning when I'm just looking forward to bweing dead...... the only reason I would actually vote no... there you are a Scottish long long winter....as often the case a fabulous March high sets in and down South  ...
still rather parky up North for at least another month or three
 and never mind the wait for a good beating at the gates just like those lovely Israelis have been training them in.the fuckin fare's gone up 20%.....

No way, never, absolutely hilarious that they'd even think about it~ must be utterly nuts.... never mind all those other clever biots of reasoning

For Scotland, thinking of England a few years yore....:

Oh and as for..... ARTiculate it wench!
But they can't..listen
Even the little pussycats that hang around you all day, climb their way up onto your knee..... remember, they have sharp little pinsharp clawletts....
They love to turn on themselves
Blogger can't even locate via my button in here to send to you over there one simple song title, even if you type the thiong in exactly as it's up as.....
you think your rulers won't manage to lose you all your travel concessions when a company the same size and probably about 4x the income can't even manage to get the thing that made em wealthy to work....yoooss as silly as the silly way yoos speak the Queens English

a...great:

parKKKKUUUUHHH
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qkB483E2uI





"simplify" indoctrination...of....but.....

.... hahhhh if you could see, be....you would be so jealous....so!

To have not one single possession that it would not matter if the underwater tidalwave (yes, and actual word..well two)  ... washed it all away.
Because all that matters is that I (innix, just making the point it not really showing..and as it is we have enough scanners) know .... that the island of calm, was shored up despite the hurricane ... and won.

Now, if I were up there where, hahh my taxi even came by [honest sir], but I have no idea what the motivation of the rather sad little driver may be. All I know is that it will always be beyond me, because I am lucky I guess not having been born with those chips on the shoulder, that's as Britain as UKIP's logo is cash....
And I know letting go is accepting he isn't me, (hahh thats a good recent counselling line "please recall, as it seems to be confusing, I am not you..."
(I simply don't believe the 1% of the lands psychopath)

So, lets assume that the taxi driver is "sane" or was.... (of course that is going to be the real tedium of the next decade or so, a whole generation of footstampy baby boomers moving on from the tragic "I'm going to live fit and healthy til I'm 90... " demand, of entitlement having read or even been featured in those lifestyle mags......when it is of course random..... even if bad~karma~induced~breathing~difficulties... ain't a terribly good start.

So, ...hahhh there it is...haven't hear that for...... too long  guess.

security ~ we shall come back to that later "am I a good man....?" well, orfentic, luv... is when so curiously someone hands over a whole laptop bag of old laptop....and a list of all their passwords, well..... no, you shouldn't even think of logging in.
And I did. Certainly not perfect and it didn't even occur to me at the time that if I resisted the temptation I could brag of it to my reader as ..... (fill in later, even if we all so adore wearing our endless  human fallibility on our sleeve....when we should be just hard at work on certain redline items..
(thanks, luv.. know you are)


 wouldn't even know where to start labelling this pic and the problem is the fascistas of art say dreadful things like in the postmodern period all is what you make of it, you.... but that's crap, the artist has some joy in their mind, on about three levels even if most would consider mad..... but the most joyful in that small piece of paper slipping out from the folders....

But it is level 1



So if I were in the chilly lowerlands where no one will ever bother emigrating to when they maybe have their euro .... which pee booth would i spend my cent in?
And no help from anyone else, it is only about not being there, hence long walks in the woods... and in the odd clearance you may notice  a tree. Of course if I was a long term inhabitant of that rather unfair landowning scheme ... largely for tax deductible birdie killing.... I would want change, never mind to become a real social democratic nation... Tory free, ehh well.... gonna take a major relocation of the lands there onethinks...
Yes, set oneself up as far more Bigsociety which of course doesnt work because no one can be so big of heart they do stuff that really matters....like say give away all those spare bedrooms in even the medium sized country seats of all the 50summats who'll be boring radio 4 for decades now on what type of Dimensure theyre maybe getting and whats the pros and cons of one too expensive pill forit or another
Gonna make cancer seem like a thrilling party
When in the old days one knew that elders often just went a bit Lady Gaga...and thats that...

The big joke is of course that, all the self help writers as they age and diversify into Buddhism for the elder who maybe can't even remember where she put her lost marbles ...
Nor will they be able to recall the Buddhist chants recommended for staving off age related fruitiness....
Shelves and shelves of advice for the becoming sicker elders.... hardly any of it by def they'll be able to recall....
(hahh hahhh nearly fell off my own mound of dung, chuckling, I sit comfortably upon at the cave door ....)

Books on how to live, for those who....dot dot...

Anyway back to the least important political matter of the last 1000 years.... I would be saying to myself, create the New Jerusalem of Gallowayan politics up North...of course we can, then also spend the next 100 years pulling tongues at them over the border with their Chinese labour practises as they've raced to the bottom to "beat" us... and it's easy to run a few hospitals for 4 mil everyone else having died of cold or emigrated .. nice simple small operation.... and so easy to hide a good injection of under the prescription counter oil cash so as to prop it up just so we can... stick the finger up to those who have  alittle more natural warmth down south....
And maybe democracy will be improved, even iof that is the problem because populism isn't and thats the great paradox until some system of wise elders is in place guiding people properly....
And just like the Green party you really don't want to have your future even partly polluted by the one nation on earth that really does have a consistently bad press....

But the clue is in the title, nation.... Britain is undoubtedly maybe more than any land a land of goups.... groupism, gangism, hobbyists, it even and perhaps especially applies to politics ... no one stops much to think much about what may truly be worthwhile as a medium term policy that in time may be seen as was always the wise way.... because it is about the shorttermism of the appealing top those in ones own group and in that group tribal rites and fun prevail....

But fun did not set a good example to all those majority "developing" peoples who we really do have to ask very very nicely to put a cap on too....

Simplify: All moves to smaller groups and any nationalism, surely is the most backward step imaginable in this era, and is just a really lousy example bound to ignite some real wars somewhere or other even if the Scots too wimp to set up their (megga)catapults and hurl dead sheep over the border at us....

And if you don't think that as time goes by various European states will with their new found harmony attempt various unofficial private little trading blocks otherwise known as cartels.... containing fifty of your millions never mind five....
And in who's interest is it including some barren windswept hilly lands only the likes of me and a fewothers may find real beauty in its wilderness and still.. ehh not even on the way to anywhere interesting for the gunrunners for which they may be usefully taxed.....

No, only for that one simplest principle.... all facts and other predictions are pants



 





Sunday, 14 September 2014

"the third world war has begun"

hahh forgot the punchline....

I thought this pope was meant to have a bit of nous....
Vying for arms resupply contracts be they at Europe's Eastern flank or down South is a very pathetic little war if you ask me

Even McGuinness had the sense "Anyone can make up...we're all just stardust... we kneeled together often once we had grown out of our vanity" I mean if anyone had said  ten years ago Mart and Ian might be best buddies....

All that really matters ... the narrative, the story, and moving on....

All my adult life especially on first encountering those utterly drop dead dusky voiced Palestinian babes.... no doubt about it, Pilger et Al are all right especially the wonderful St George Galloway in how much work he has done understanding it all by dint of using his own head,.
No question about it, as the beeb reported quite interestyingly last eve just before i doze off with boredom
"allying onesself with the murdered, tortured, humiliated Palestinians against the initially terrorist group called Israel... who got back to their old tricks some decades later for real... became a shortcut to ones very identity.... "
I add my bit, so easy, maybe we need shortcuts and anyway ubnquestionably the well informed student of these things can only come to one conclusion, no question Israel went bonkers... fuelled by the always bonkers yankee aid...
which comes with strings

All of which you could go on arguing about forever through infinite tosses of the coin.... by which time even more dreadful smug female housesitters just built in the Occupied territories will have done loadsa more great video diaries about how she is "part of something wonderful and positive and peaceful ...it is my form of direct action" just cos the blue flag paid her moving costs all her huge lorryload of expensive consumer items usually John lewis cos theyre posher and fancier understated than the other options available every one of "em" ive ever known loads up with.....and subsidise her mortgage forever....
You want to hate them...all of them..... and that whole thing of 30 years ago being part of a generation whop held the Kibbutz as some kind of nirvana one may hot foot into....
all the cool kids did....
Was a con.... the nasty yid.... were just as nasty as everyone else even moreso maybe.... certainly the last few years of continuing to torture the many captives and i bet it is even if there aren't marks in their "dungeons" as St George so beautifully articulates....

And then I heard a debate just 2 weeks ago.... having already once reviewed my thoughts, hmm maybe two state even if I entirely agree..maybe it isnt going to work in the long run or at least so many of Jon Snow's children will become jam in the longer run it will take...

And then..... spending ten mins one ear on yet another of those horrid STASI~like fascist haters of anything like sunshine, the open air....I knew them... hiding away in their Muswel Hill posh houses and Porsches... you never saw them with even the slightest healthy colouration all that nasty down the synod or wherever they plot as thickly as any masons...

And then...... I think there is only one way that we can ever move on from this.... 47 [or whenever who cares numbers America go there obsessed by numbers and whered it get them...all on tranquilisers by default] late 50sw..60something you go wikki.... several rather slick little wars..... until the A rabs ... accept..... they LOST...we won.... how on earth can we ever grow up...and have real peace

A simplification it may be.... but .... all my life..of one mind..... singleminded the Israeli cannot ever have the answer after all their nasty tricks....

But he changed..mine














The problem with fat rockers

.. they have no sense of humour or revering anyone...else
I mean the effete ones despite his accolade in The Stairway....
would never think of doing a cover of his great....truly gamechanging...tune

as good as any Heaven nonsense

Elsewhere, credit to them... the dreadful ones.... even if they desrve none as i wrote it
Is an essay
Two boys.....
Almost parallel existences and mindsets all their lives ~ both dads, both adore their kids above any job or other badge.... and both cant stand humans such that their only real joy getting away from them into the hills. ok Peter still takes his gun pop a few pigeons...Simon gave that up 18 or 19....
but other than that, girflfiends shared (even if Simon got to 3rd and Peter only 2nd never ever forgiven)
Paths cross a decade ago first time for a while the latter comes and rescues the former's laptop...from the coppers..... the only one whom answers the call....
(pilot discount but it's the willingness to ehhh...well it aint breaking the PCJ laws unless...well.... hahh what a Euro Law test that would be....of jurisdictions and exactly who's laws get applied ... I mean even Rebeka's bloke couldnt get put down on that one...even if nowadays by default the coppers add that charge in to every nickin...I mean who wouldnt hide their laptop fromem.... what a sneaky society when we are expected to dob ourselves in for it all and get  a nickin for not...handing in by default all the evidence)

havn't had the beans to catch up for a couple of years until a couple of days back.....

"well, Ive been working on him.... his almost certain from my rather large poll and foot in many a front door..... Tories are fucked..... Nige is headed for 20,,maybe even thirty...percent..."

"And I am one of them..."
(what an ACE essay that one is.... two little boys..... never mind many a year occasionally having a tear brought to one's eye....
something the hairy rockers can never do




But Mr Cameron, is out of a job.... because it is quite obvious that even as the polls rev up the even 10% lost to UKIP are going to have Boris eat his way into the top job...
Which he won't last in very long either except as funny yahhboo from the sidelines of the backbench

If Mr Cameron were to simply change his mind, or at least use his head.... ehh, Scotland has shown we do not want all that footstamping, never mind that our few line sounbyte needs to be redrawn into Norway, the oft stated example of sat on the fence as we can be too, can only afford the extra tariffs they have to pay to EU trade because they have that oil which who knows we may well lose sometime even in five or ten years the rerun...
so... We now realise, having been hoodwinked by Nige... that it cannot possibly be good for trade ever....
So forget your referendum....

Like, now, this week whilst the branding iron is hot...
You see all those swinging to UKIP...aren't entirely thick and as we have a nation of entrepreneurs as that's the only way you fiddle the tax credit if your poor he's got a rather swollen "constituency" ...
(Ive been one years! too! and it is just SO boring.....all those accounts codes and all that which will never change UK isn't a nation of shopkeepers indeed we only have the red tape as we are...red tape...default to bossing our neighbours)

" We have made a mistake. We have changed our minds. A referendum will be so destabilising, potentially even dangerous, and anyway being out we've been reminded, will perhaps cost more in more expensive trade, yes indeed, LETS talk Norway..... than those nasty UKIP had conned you into believing.... "

Would guarantee Tory supremacy for decades.....
Don't retweet or facebook share this post as ....
And Kevin Coyne had he ever received his rightful accolade..... would've laughed at the Sir... that sort of stuff is for tragic little creeps like Cliff
And the tragic little popstars of today












Cameron is far too stupid to be at blame for anything= back a week or so...I mean if the number ten machine cannot even get right some fundamental International law many a decade never mind EU and even that shared with our chilly Northern mates rather a lot of years.... that no, you don't strip nationalities....
Ehhhh...rathera  lot of Europeans i should imagine assume Blair war criminal never mind Bush et al.... and assorted hungry poodles
It proves that elitism and public school Etonian oxbridge education..... is only to be pitied.

The wrong argument (something nice for the slob just having her brekkie)

(in very very small script, no point shouting, nor harping on about my only project, well of about ten...: "hhahhhh....you DID it..... now, you see there are sadly two sides, and they, the local good burghers, really really HATE you for that smallest incident ...I said to him if I had done it maybe I would'v done it PROPERLY...[and used a jcb to plant spuds over the whole roundabout not just those small patches Ive cycled past many a time not even noticing til i saw the planters rather pathetic letter in the rag] ... you were to them a nice good burger driving your 4bye too..... never mind church stalwart....but they hate you now....so you better join the other side now and mean it")

With the Quaker "it is only about materialism...as the fabulous Amir says of his own holy~vested neighbours where he was grown up...near blown up too...."
"now..... ok we know even you lot [he says dropping his last 50p into their begging pot..... to surreptitiously steal the tenner atop....no i wouldn't i made THAT up... even if it crossed..] ... just desperate for bums on seats even if you have nothing to say... being the idea.... and of course you won't fund me... which is a perfect postmodern form of art anyway .... because I only have one project which is to show how with no means, like almost none..... all the garbage is stripped away all the aggros..... not only are you almost entirely free which is of course an effete metalhead kind of rubbish concept.... but you have far more energy than ever ever before....and talk about getting about as fit with no kit as opne can possibly be.....
....somehow....sexing up... frugality crossed with carefree the world is your oyster ... never mind if one actually ever did want anything.. the way the babes gravitate these days....
Never mind the TIME you regain..... if you've trimmed it down to almost nothing needed but fuel and its so much less cleaning if ones fuel is all  cooked in the fireplace, saving just about all the fuel... never mind all the other timesavers it being quicker to fix often than reorder on Alibaba....

And there is no point (ever) having the smartie... anywhere but the city centres because even the free vodaphone 3 mths of data all you can pig yourself on..... dont work anywhere....

Which gets us back to the argument, not really cos they're so crass it's always been a case of walking out feeling you'd like to chuck your mobile at one of them....because you always leave green meetings feeling that someone may be harbouring just that emotion.... whereas even a UKIP event theyve got a bit of a sense of humour

Thing is, just a few months back, go hang out at some worthy h-energy type of gathering and ....  ever mention "law" or especially cash.....
All you ever get is the same Positive News which they would if they had the guts roll up and stick in your eye...
But, roll on a few aeons of the same nasty ignorance, because preaching to the converted is the work of a coward and effete...
A few aeons of cuts,....as in "poor us.. the funding for the feasibility of our fabulous solar array to be weve been smirking over for several years....has now been cut..."
Now...at last.... they fuckin GET IT
(i bet i broke sumat smackin down on those keys so hard with that joyous GEDDIT...which is all just as twas ever, vanity.....
because breaking anything...just means youve lost your pise grace and still... (all they ever fuckin harp on about, as earner, maybe...)
Now, back a few days..... a green talk be someone who can only aford to give the biggest load of vomit ever on wellness......cos he's on a Bulmer pension and large exs account....
Now...last time i looked at the streets of any small town, hospitals.... in a few dungeons....
ehh... cheap cider at just about every aisle ending.....
sugared up to pull in the teen vote.....is even in USA considered a fuckin poison....

The old guard really really does have to......
sure...have lost their minds.....


Sexing up.... having integrity never mind being sexy by dint of sexy zooming up and down the byeways almost everyone else too fat to even wander up.... sexing up exactly what exactly....
hahhhh... I know....
Been working on it yonks....cos it was always my project on the shelf before one had to retire from other projects....
Problem is by the time we get to it.... the phrase sexing up seems to mean something else.... the eyebrows raised...
Make it cool then..... and being as every dreadful 50 something for about ten years moving over this way seems to be on the continual conveyor belt of jamming it into reverse gear .. (I'm not, all heckling is always prefaced whether true or not history only will judge even if it will unlikely be British ... "I'm an intellectual..." which surely is about as unkidult as possible and usually proven to be at least half true...

Anyway, smug= for 10 years I've been sidelined and smirked at for (only 10% of time the other 99% just at the river with some ferrets and kids and actually watch out for the currents unlike exmodel Lucy and her mate Alison who would go off talking Barbaras karma and how to monetise it and various other fuckin hocus pocus.... as they did that day August 2009... an August of VERY high rains leaving the riverbank so narrow, the flow so fast and turbulent... that it really is a miracle their 7-12ish year old 4 kids hadnt drowned by the time I found them there ten mins later ...alone....

10 years sidelined with no its not our job to figure what the power's up to.... care.... and you are too much for it amusing you...
Funny how... that has ...changed.

Who said Britain is just going to muddle along with the fat haves and the growing bottom...
(thats good, for such a tired old bore...smileything...and i hate online i simply never think or prepare of take any more
time
than absolutely necessary click on the open post type faster than i in theory can and....you get what yer fuckin given....
shame that line had gone out of fashion in our overtherapised front diding rooms which were all based on fraud as we could never aford that everyone~a~victim approach which only demonstrates how of course the Brits are nowadays particularly terrified of even their own kids...)

At last..... on the very verge ... of emigration..... never mind the verge yesterday handing on a plate the most beautiful symbol one must
(many of these...the last 3 years....to come)

 but you have to imagine...the maggots in movement... their energy

No point ever bothering when Natalie wont be Fox...
And we knew long ago that there's no one much left that gets it that consuming all the stuff you need just to put on her face and those blackened eyes....
no hope....
of example
And the Farmer~fests became years ago just to show off how much meat, booze, makeup, new clothes.... and latest smarties of course...one can have on show between the beasts...as gobby as too....

How.....ever..... If even she.....whom I assumed would be thinking of me...... I wish he wouldnt come here and bug us... just abit....
Actually admits to me by proxy....
"I wish they wouldnt waffle on with their selfreverential shit
"And so drain.....me
"I'm not going any more....

I mean...she makes her cash from them...... and is Mrs PR person..ified.... even worked years in aid.... and godsquading....

















 

#PLEB


Integrity, define:  "even if one disdains the ridiculous moder tendency towards those huge gatherings where people play at solidarity... and this particular festeevil, gosh the ignorance, not really my thing but I am glad the security are so ignorant that with a resolute posture and a plastic wallet and "hi..can you direct me to the green tent I have some supplies here i need to hand on, and the phone signal of course is so dreadful there is no communications to get one over.." gets one in  without paying..... wouldn't even be paid to work here thanks with the utter contempt and disdain of the show secretary or at least he is dressed for the part in his tent "they're the potato planting fuckers aren't they....[vomit, but it was the body language...bristling with hate at the not even stated sharp instruments maybe one day will be taken to the walls of their 200quid each tyres..] "

All day "hahhhh...Mr UKIP...I'm off duty today, I would normally have my secret recorder working overtime..here ..pat him down.... because we need the real talk about what we would both wish....... [he can report my words, as long as they are gotten right, some even come form the only love...on her hald compatriots...] ...but you can't actually talk with them because they are indeed fanatics of the ...
well, we will come to that later...because they won't figure....


 entitlement: normally there would be many closeup, much more fun, but... machines in pocket, til later....she looks just so small between the machines...which is all its really about. 

 ... "..[bigsmile, crouched down aside her, lateron " silly conceited hateful me, just like all the rest, don't know why I may have felt a bristle earlier...I mean, your job depends on it..."].... 

"it is the sad boxes of death, I may be left of Trotsky but what do we do [careful..] about the so many who are stuck in their boxes, such great minds, but when i was early 20s that benefit wasn't there as an option hence one bashes ones own head in figuring out what its all about and how to simply...mature out of it all..... but, no, all these labelled depressed or other syndromes if they have dyslexia cant even spell asberegers...[ogle spell check back on duty after the party still has it as "icebergs" .. maybe she's not so daft after all...cos i know just about everyone has "it" even if that means by dint of logic there is no, it]  for their own good it must somehow be changed,,,"

blah blah for hours...

"don't blame Dave..[i never did I mean its always only ever been about cheap gas, and anyway he isn't intelligent enough to shoulder any blame] ... he doesn't want out.... "

blah blah....

Hahhh i didn't know that was in the bible a rare bit of inteligent insight " remember a coin has two sides..."

Me i woulndn't even know which side to call for if I were a Scot except that all change sure costs a hell of a lot more than they ever bid
And anyway there is only one game in town....

[add in the important bits later along the lines of "yep Little miss grandee....I had this extraordinary few months experience couple of years back [ ishall have to speedily use only barest bones, henpecked by the vultures the signakl now so awful just one youtube vid of 6 mins takes an hr to play through,..maybe].. I was on a wwooffing farm a while volunteering.... fair few 20somethings wandering Europe or the lands would check in a few weeks and we sat having these great lunches, free, tasty...almost all the same demographic - humblish backgrounds, only a few books in the family home, blue collar parents....
But whereas the youngish Spaniards, krauts, Greeks even.... knew exactly what the then never out of the news QE and hanging chad never mind liquidity and who's snout exactly is in the trough....our lot.... can only talk of fuckin karma and as for politics and economics ... Lady gagagland... of course young europeans will indeed lead the obviously necessary reform.... whist our lot struggle even to look for the translate button on their not so snartphone they cant get their head out of.... "

shorty: " ... thing is... we speak of the Swiss and the Norwegian model.... but we aren't Switzerland and Norway.... and even more important, Norway can only aford to sit on the touchline because their oil revenues alow them to pay the much higher cost of trade...."
"come again luv.... I listen dispassionately to all the debate because maybe iof there ios one political matter i do care about it's no borders never mind most of the great minds the last 100 years from the contionent..never mind otherstuff... but I had never heard that one..... ladyTory [just so the reader of this is crystal clear]"
"yes... to trade with our main trading partner Norway has to comply with almost all the EU law and regulations.... their products and the mode of production, i.e. holiday pay for workers..... but, they must also pay considerable export tariffs too, they can only afford by dint of the oily stuff I desperately need to fuel our two 4byes... ...."

"ehhhhhhh....tee hee hee...now there's me going round for months saying Nige done us a favour.... gonna divide the Tory vote.... even if the jiongoism is just racism as the UKIP man has just admitted... but if folk knew about your simple one line of argument.... well, perhaps the whole question, never mind referendum UKIP is sure and you, will occur.... may just be not quite that a fait accompli after all...."

* do i have to spell it out who said what ....
   

"peace"

So..... to the peaceman yesterday at the County gathering....
(stupid green types.... fuck talk about UKIP being out there in force...the footsoldiers jihad primed already.... )

Now, lets be clear...mellow does not mean without heartiness and rather loud.... even if stop start even at 5am now, due my new Queen and her failure in her fatarse MEP seat.... to do her fuckin job and ensure that us hobbithouse dwelling trolls hidden away up in the hills on the margins of the page...don't have a bit of the bytes that twas ever thus us country paupers need to raise their scythes, axes and other sharp implements....just to get some fair divide of the spoils....apart from other things
even if all the city folk have first grab at the power ... to bring us a little predawn battle hymn

Lets be clear, hahh... best way to keep an ear on the world is drift off with the 8.30pm radio 4.... on why, why.....
the people of Palestine and their mates over the years have had a bit of a grinder on the go a bit of axe sharpening...
Yes we knew most of that but....
As debated quietly with the Quaker man.... "if only there would be a little balance, the fact that the musselmen bring over their disdain for the grape...which does so much harm...and causes so much ego-madness [intellectual essay on this soon] .... [and if time were indeed looped as the pure mathematician might have it in his calculations...on my desk... I would have also stated, well, tonight I am going to drift off... and one ear will pick up a bit of middle~of~the~night World service... unusually allowing the ragheads a bit of a say between yankee fatarse dumbass propaganda from their failed state.... I mean, half of them addicted to prescription drugz off their own DarkWeb at 9.99 a pack...... all the interesting little articles every hour or so I still have the peace of mind to get my head around...... and I can quite promise you that the by far the sexiest, duskiest, utterly knocks the wig off Montagu any day never mind Claudia.... and her sick head
some slightly croaky but hell......
talk about number one babe...straight out of arabian nights...the rude version....
you see, it is like this.... Britain is a pasty of feminine sexuality which has become especially at the Young Farmers tent just a battle to be loudest crassest most made up attention seeker... no class, even if to a one all they wish is just to look a little upper.... via those expensive stripey horsey boots and co
The ragheads quite simply have by far the best babes...too.

And all the Morons can manage is to have split personalities in the cheap gas they so need to sit in traffic jams....



"but I don't use the word pacifist..... [confused bit intermission] ... yes even that taking out big fat legal test cases is direct action.....Gahndi was quite a footstamping chappie even if no direct blows].... ....direct act, non violent..."
"yes yes....agree....[very quit tones ] but no... all this complicated wording... pacifist used to do for folks 50 or more years ago...why confuse it....why change it to something else...turning the other cheek is just that.... sedition is sedition ... and we need tons more of it as treasonous as possible mixed in with The Now Show and sardonese as much as we can get even if our youth simply haven't been taught that language being Yankeeland has colonised with her lack of any subtlety... but all this complicated action that may be or may not be.....has it really rather not worked..."

 


"blame"

.... Now, straight out of left field.....
(you have to put on something mellow.... the camera pans.... around the farmers showing off, that's the land... the 4byes... - because even the Mormons, the "political man" - hahh one could not be further from truth... "ehh ok luv [only cos she's the sexiest there, they get the best babes....] "...so, ehh, what does it say top left hand corner of that book you have lettered all over your rather expensive trestle tables.... you are packing into the rear of that very expensive and gas guzzling American sexy 4 bye.... cmon.... cmon ..... lets ave a look..... there, top left...... look after the fuckin garden .... now...clearly you are the misses flirty of the festival and wouldn't mind some convert nuzzling in between those fab breasts on the rather large back seat...but...ehhh...i work for the Hypocrisy Times and .... Ive got the pix....of you flirting with the punters sexily draped over the bonnet of your big fat one..."

The new heroine, has a sense of humour....
[cut to the queue the 4byes ...all ramped up one behind the other for miles jostling to escape the Armageddon of waiting for hours to exit.....

"iF I RAN YOU OVER ACC CAP BUT.... [A MORON WITH A SENSE OF HUMOUR, COS THE SHOW SECRETARY SURE DONT..... ]
"if i reverse over you and your pink girlies bike and all your equipment set up for live outside broadcast... you would get the better of it...["so why prey tell.. you preying mantis?"] ....
"because you'd get immediate resurrection outa here...me I'd be stuck in the hell of this wait.... forever still it looks like..."
"turn your engine at 5mpg off luv...just try and think the smallest bit of that manifesto point even your own instruction book demands and clearly...blah di blah..."

Now, i know, so am not political.....whatsoever .... that absolutely no one in this dreadful land cares one bit about even pretending to be a little tread lightly on it....
which is the only politics I am interested in...so....
Freedom.... is inherent exemplified in spending half the day with my second new best friend....
the Tory grandee.... (esse)....

She has an announcement for you, that rather nukes Nige...and her own party...




Saturday, 13 September 2014

just say no big data....gonna flow into the glens and wastelands up North

On duty since the pigeons cooing at dawn...... just to get a little bandwdth.... thats all us disenfranchised on the margins will ever get with the kinds of liars that generally are boss.... (because they must do the endless lobbying work to ensure ST [scotch telecoms] keep up with the chnage...taks a lot of change BT tell me tens of thousands every year or so to revamp the exchanges.... but they will be rather diverted to all the other arguing for years...and paying for the poor people to get new numberplates... and whats to be done about their insurance premiums rocketing..)
oh well one good thing, being as you wont have enjoyed him if you vote yes, you shall not be able to stream George Galloways excelent I told you so youtube videos  in a year or so to come....cos like me, you wont have a hope any more of the necessary bytes in yer lines...

Friday, 12 September 2014

But.... my gorgeous MP... ok in waiting.... her lovely bare feet.... that's my kinda woman, damn the protocol...feet are for airing...sat next, in such dreary presentations...on wellness of all things...
(i heckle, all very fine your x and y carrot, stick and love...ehhmm but theres something real my friend, setting an example...is the only thing in my life which breaks through one's effete lies to onesself... that one may be on the wrong track or right side...
Some things are just...good... and if you are lucky enough to set an example in some simple absolutes...
But it is for yourself furst.... that feels real inside more than any other wellness nonsense word i first met 30 years ago and felt just as ill as i do today at its mention....
(my secretary reckons the MP2Bs got the hots...... my feremones...why she needed to take off her shoes  sockless off....
Anyway some far far more interesting realsiations than the recent nonsense.....
All the way baby.... til the chariot wheels fall off and burn
(any viral agents ~ in otherwords, twats, transmitters of my virus..... we also have (and i do NOT lie.... charriots ready.....aproved by several local counciolors... 2 or 3 in writing....
ace crumpit in lead position...horses pledged too...serious!!
caravan in tow besloganned with anything that the payer of the Hay
fee payer of the Hay needed
no not poetic sorry long day
The horses eat a lot...to fuel them
need a CROWDFUNDING ACC CAP
But that is even more of a joke than Salmond say V The Queen at checkers
so...
aghhh what the point...so many silly egotistical politicians pretending to be hedgehogs (you have to read the research hedgies v foxes...lovely..and true)

no one has a dram of spirit left....jjust to be human and say, hey ...maybe this isnt the time...maybe we should figure out how on earth we are to work through those people on disability benefits...it is BAD...my local one is the saddest angriest little elf ever....
will end up in jail
Setting example, Scotl;and the Brave...doesnt need to be our won man to be a man...save the cash for something much more inteligent and urgent...hey do it again in 10 years if need really really be...
think of the tourists, the only siociety that can be mature...Nation State is so so last century....or at least half ago...
et an example as a new kind of free people...free from all the byjungo...simply above all that
never mind think of the blackmailing fun could be have now all the snoughty Trotter lot have started squeeling
OK Richard...we''ll anoint you saviour.... free Jumbos please and we're yours....and you can even share in the PR....


oh yes...i have  a political club (well sorta but thyre very cute), waiting for weeks for a lift up to bonnie Scotland to get into the scraps, preotect george be his guardian angels....... youngsters...but theyre so mean here none of the councillors or rich locals will pay a penny....
(and they do even have a budget we were told yonks ago..in front of fine lady mayor, and its on tape even if it werent fuckin legal then.........but then all old masons really really do hate any imagination ...)



#nonotfair

(Please let Europe Be - a new party of the P.L.E.B.... s .. to be launched properly, soon...the PLEB post below is the argument that matters far more...in a universe where people's heads hadn't disappeared up their sporans counting only the pennies stashed up there...there are far more real costs...even if I'm an underdog obsessive...but we do rather  tend to end up in the catfood)

For the new reader, it is a long long story. I have to remain true to my reader reader (rather cute) and retain a sort of Flow.. because they like to get me arrested... no worries, all publicity is PR...

Just say naww... (I see both sides of any argument and would be rather happy if my hamlet left all British pretend Unions but don't we have rather a  lot of real problems which are only going to cost us more as it stands ...)



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the regular  blogflow...just say no... there is better argument over the last week, i believe...  I take test cases, and win.... please join me on launching one, I have the charriots ready [vomit]

(#bbcaq I believe is their smokin the hash tag, last nt, on the wireless...we are only adding in here now an explanation for my swing browsers annew ochh the noo):

  "protect our shores...with our 3,500.." from whom exactly.....? Perhaps from The "English" who used to be Scotts, battling to get back in and demand a rerun via Judicial review.... in this surely unlawful vote by dint of the fact that if your James Naughtie (apologies frequent errata but i don't have the resources bandwith wise to do much checking~its tough as in the 2015 trenches with all that frozen Aberdeen mud round the boots, down ere these days), even if your DNA English.... and you had, say, lived in Scotland most of your life, but find yourself stationed say in Baghdad for 6 mths..of London~same~thing ... the politicians would have you believe on security alone...
So your partner of the flatshare of many years has deregistered you from the council tax so as to save the 40%  as single occupant....whist you are on a 6mth job placement down south, prior returning back North for the rest of life.... Your job with McDonalds is so badly paid that you have to register for Working Tax Credit in Swindon...
And my research of the rules states you are not allowed your No, i may need to intracountry transfer again ..without prejudice

Sounds like a discrimination act or I'm sure there is some other reason that it could be in and out of court for years...
Imagine what it would do to the financial markets if someone spread this little thought...I had a few days ago and made a great little film to go with....
But ... the ridiculous diversions...
And meanness.
(So, the politicians of course avoid mentioning how personal taxes may have to rise to pay just for the basics... I believe they get more than their fair 2share" as it is but I may be wrong.... the legal fees on that particular little legal wrangle will alone knock them up to Scandinavian rates...

Not quite my own hashtag as in never even looked one up, never mind attempted to invent my own.... this post will be expanded upon when, tomorrow, the essay is ready. Been doing rather a  lot of other essays after a local green longterm official states to my slaves "but this has always been a Tory County" ...no, that simply is not even true..it is actually one of the most open counties in the land....The Ignorance ... complete and utter acedie ..in these lands...
And now I have a war, a great Scott interviewed a few days ago ~ really great progressive, humanitarian type,,,,well lets put it this way the conversation went "I may be extremely longtime mulled over pacifist, in all ways... but insult my near hero like that and I've a mind to punch your nose..." How can a good mind not even value St George a wee..dram (and he doesn't drink, real reason he has  a great mind)

Why have I, hours and hours listening to all the argument (ad nauseum), not heard any commentator speak of how decidedly unfair the criteria for qualifying to vote are. Hundreds of thousands disenfranchised (check the rules u go ogle).. And as usual it will be the less well off who cannot afford to say retain a residence back home whilst temporarily off working elsewhere. And who may not be able to rely on family or friends to forward mail etc so may have to categorically list their residences with the plethora of ordinary agencies one needs to be in with, in some temporary residence in other parts of the country.

The movie goes like this.... a colleague....a year back given by a rich uncle an iphone 4s... if that person were my leige I would cry then beat her....for gods sake don't bring that dreadful thing near me or into my office...because I am prejudiced (add in bit about Mike Grant years ago..he sold Apple and PC equally as small trader...laughed at his poncey Apple customers.....and he was Jewish, loved every shekle extra he got off the former...loved em bigtime..and that is simply the truth)
.. so iphone 4s is on the windowledge... all providers except vodaphone are dodgy as hell still in a place 2.5 miles from a town of 2,500 and other way 3 miles to one of 2000
lovely Clare supplies this nasty man... with £10 Nokia 100...ultrabril Clare i want NOTHING else but just buttons that make calls... didnt even know it had innit fab radio 4 receiver
few months later back with her...yes the aeriels are fab...blah blah kissey kissey...
Clare Hereford Vodaphone that is..labels will come
we don't do tags and labels here George, feel VERY privileged
 Anyway...just a few weeks ago into ones office comes a Sony Experia Z .
all the time the iphone assumed a bit dodgy ~ texts take forever etc...but never REALLY knew what was so...because of course EVERYONE knows how utterly wonderful more than any other gold seal phone Apples are....
It was just assumed, of well...we know the little nig is far better at actually ringing when someone calls...than the silly jobsmobile sometimes in the same window corner the one where the signal is
But still, one mustn't question the intellectual rigour and legal certainty of not being able to sue Apple for fraud, sale of goods act.... ehhmmm fuckin damages for hair lost..
No...of course one can't do that...anyway i would be daft, david Goliath and Goliath has every great lawyer for ever working forem I'm sure
Then the Sony comes....
There is a suntrap but it is surrounded by high thick walls...even if crumbling... and as for the floa and spiders! paradise....
For ferrets too
There is simply no way the Apple ever worked there... and the little nig marginal....sometime some bars
(oh yes greedy Apple shows loadsa bars...loads..always...Steve Jobs kinda "hey i got a great cool tshirt in black and always lovely shiney signal bars for you cool guys to feast on)
Now, forgetting suntrapyard ... where Sony works so good can chat away to hearts content with only one...only one has called me for yonks...
Sit Apple and Sony next to each other on windowledge (had assumed all smartphones just far less able to deal with marginal signal than simple cheap little bastards....
But no, so long...so so long...under illusion that there was not discrimination/fraud....the biggest con of all
dial Apple from z.... well dial anything fropm z.... ringety ring.... except to the apple only ever to the not available voice announcement...and as for from the apple (decapped ... so disgraceful a so called product ..and all those hundreds of Scottish punts too....hhah hahh you seriously have been conned..)

In other words.... you do the parable.... gold seal, can be entirely flawed from out the box..... even if it is the only big swinger on the block ...
wonder if they really did do their European law risk assessment on.... if that referendum were in YouSA well.... surely the constitution would have something to say about it...being the most unfair...almost ever
And it is astonishing how many millions...and millions...claim quite close Scottish heritage brand...
It is much better in the movie, the iphone gets smashed....
But to upload, well..... wonder if the Scots have facgtored in Mr Fishy one how much more expensive all those rural broadband connections are for the "providers" and how I bet UKBT are subsididng it if not UKPLC....
Its bad enough here...and this is a supposedly very rich county....



ehhhhh...??

So exactly which countries have been rampaging around invading others...?.to only ever so slightly change the wording, cos memory is screwed by 8pm always due the utter exasperation of...all of em.......but not the clearly articulated imaginary specific reality that we need to defend ourselves from...