Wednesday, 19 August 2015

(but there is......so.....much more to tell....)
'what did you think then?'
'he is just so defensive...'
'Dont suppose you even know what CND was so shut the fuck up with your puns'

(I never wear poncey hats, but how curious that on the one day one does...... it serves purpose, in enabling avoidance those eyes....close up..... yuck that would have ruined my first day of the holidays....)

Now, En~Jeremy
If he had only said 'look..... being as behind every closed door in the land nowadays every other word is [when it isn't en~appearence] ...."fuck, wank, how~can~we~thieve~his~cash/child/reputation~etc..." ...it is time us politicians stopped trying to pretend there is some other world of descency, propriety and sanity, and, not spending all day indoors going mad  and how to give that particular virus to all around, and sundry....  and making up new illnesses...  left, it went several years ago at least......so madam, I shall be the first nay only politician of the people, madam, how would you feel if I asked you whether or not you had had a tit~job? ehhh..... yes o'fended at my personal question viz thine appear...(i didnt underline it, it did...but when its every other sentence of every other Britisher wimmin, well, can't beat em join in) ence.....and The Mail would be all a twitter forever..... well madam, I further add..... frankly your question is fucking wank, mind your own fucking business and..... just piss off and grow up.....'
 

"phewww.... that was a lucky escape" [foto the first, linking into the second]


 "phew, that's the kind of poncey hat that Green Man festival goers may wear to hide their Balding, Clare....  and fat git paunch from going to even more theme~park events than say the bigger one up the valley.....


Eyebrows hey, eyebrow day... the theme for, funny that how I so often get in first..... but why? what's it all for....

Friday, 14 August 2015

hahh.... The Dawn of the new angry phase, Illyad on see what can be done ....

...which is just a tenfold productivity test, of course it will fail ..... But I liKUH being a farmer.... and the flock, all they want and need is all their horrid drugz....
Zed....
from A, to

Thursday, 13 August 2015

Now, coincidences....

Saint Helen, and freedom, free from the shackles..... waiting to be free, and knowing that all along there is a certain kind of.... well, if you think that the young gobby ones own the future, you haven't understood your past.
Saint Helen....
Which to the casual viewer, the kind that pops back to be on Jeremy's side, without taking the time to understand how deeply so so renting and nay near on evil, and the worst sin, BORING...inequity no matter how deep the abyssish divide...is BORING.....
The fey skipping over Jeremy's rope..... without doing the work, to say for example plan some simplest commoner and his sense [cos wimmin, even if the science is they are more or less men, and the interesting science of understanding says the culture got in between their neurons and took over such that they are congentially programmed to take over every radio programme ever and moan about one thing or other ultimate pain in the fuckin bible as a laugh on em a Kuntin [and its worse....worse than ever and will get even worse as changing generations takes generations....and Jeremy too wimp to say what everyone knows deep down...]
Anyway yes hold the fort, and cancel the elections..... I do not believe in coincidences and St Helens....
Conjuncting with the big rollover (9999) and reset to zero (that bracket just as a note to self as fuck too much has happened to remember it all in the revised draft 2)....
Conjuncting with the shooting star in a blue moon.....
Fuck me up the bristly one i mean even the Now boys at last make some Rolph jokes....
Anyway no interest in the supra~hob~hole even if those about the hob~house will never be put in place in name or any other way because NOW i know why it must always be fiction (and never did!) ...
Anyway that all sounds like gobbledygook .... conjunction 9999rollover, stars, 13th and a Boney vacation ends.... Ten for gods sake (and just like that!)
.... if the Corbyn nonces would just say one inteligent thing...like as reported here some time ago, errrr.... we could never aford the permissive society model meets loadsa blokes and has loadsa babies and.... or even one or two outside at least a stable node of village idiots raising IT together.....
As twas ever thus...
i,e, whats gone before well at least for the last however many years its been since Maggie invented Mastercard... et Al....
is anti the Alliance you need to make it work for kids and we could never afford Social Services to sell off even the Latvian children ...
or coppers to beat the youth into place etc.....
It isnt a case of we have to find a new way, its a case of if we dont find a common sense way that re~includes the village, even the Idiots.... sort of witha  bit of quid pro Quo and steakholders fricasseed ina  bit of Blair flambe.... (cute obviously havent got time been working on my steak of Dave's perfect~working~steakholders...ehh no what are we hard working carpetbaggers? ehhh.... gettin fuckin an Empire to be arsey over Empressario Empress Aria there she is back ....fuck thats good that was my first  ever sort of just sit at keys, hurt....five years back and a sort of new twist not new words to make me better than you no a kind of the reverse all innit together but not and my pain and standard bereavement requiring 2 years wandering the river as any jolly loyal~to~the~norm bereavee.....becomes....... fun....


Anyway where was I... Jez, oi you lot, we need to find slightly new ways of teeming up....without any Apps thanks as in rural shoulder areas where the plebs are scummier than the city slicker fuckin so called artists who copy some poor less fortunate homeless bozo than themselves..... and call it art....
and there is no one to see their performance or art.....(poor thing, how i see her wander....and wander.....so so lonely)
cos if you dont include the rural especially scummy youth in the grey pound....ehh not the silly Saga one that every Middle Aged person thinks they can frack via Facebook or worse....no, the one that says all the grey Kunts are suckin every last 0.0001% out of your sick society....and thats if they're not too sick.... and they hate their kids and v a v so you are paying...far more than ever viable.....
so somehow the younger gens are gonna have to reap at least a grey hair or twos worth of worth....
without any expensive App in the middle or any other arbiter or agent
Cos thats all Britain  trust no one next....
And there isnt enough flab in the siss to ever pay anyone.....no, a truce.... youth and oldies..... or else...
or put the nice "PC way" {my real new best friend  in life ever him and I we laugh as only post 50s can.... gave up wimmin as all thieves and mad.... and especially the ones at the top of Green~land....he isn't meant to exist, espesh here the most intelectually retrograde ~ here by the way is always about a 30 mile circle which includes all of east Powys espesh silly Darkie Parks which dont work...... money back please! ....anyway yes he is not meant to exist, also has the sexiest fab zero carbon infact procarbon hobbit setup ever..... and is coteacher.... and jests at Corby and even more the Natzis..... ["look...you know, these pseuds and fuckwits and especially anti intelectual pseud fuckwits i.e.e everyone but us.....and none have our brutal sense of LoL hmour and so well informed quick with ambidextrous as a six handed skunk on Black swan juice and turbo autodidact ADHD ...even if we do quiet...very....... we know exactly what the model is........... Beppe, we need a committee to create one...it is the ONLY way...and it could be done..."]}

There needs to be voluntary redistribution, between generations especially the ones with free time now the GREATEST SCAM ever is playing itself out those clever Tories managing to hide the real unemployment rebalancing.....up... til after the vote....despite it had already gone up (never gone down actually...just WAIT til the true figures re~reveal themselves when UC comes in hahh hahh hahhhh.... Blairs hoodwink is gonna pale into puny liz
ard insignificance....

So, innit, sort of together... the younger generations with more time need real incentive to care for older folk...
Or the math means the alternative is they will be even bleaker than they really are... (when not appearing on the media) ... and at the very least bankrupt every single one of you on reaching ...50....cos the math never added up... even if you could spell maths....

so..... and two TV appearances....
The first on exactly what truthfilly does drive you mad about capitalism which we never had, that at least would have some honour appended.... chrony cartelism...isn't...anything but  boring.

If jeremy could just manage one to quote Bob (one of two but a he~Bob....no I love and always will me she~Bobs....  and am already trending with the world's first trans~goat...(as a parody of those who wish to reinvent humanity as they think they may get a few more hundred thou votes by being so wonderfully inclusive well fuckoffndie a thousand deaths cos it was onoly ever a few percent thats a bit queer and always will be and.... thats anyway manipulation of them nay abusing them as victims and coercing them into thinking they are important [spesh if you read emails sent to political under30s god its vomit pious crap.....why npo one ever reads them....]

Jez, "Oi, man up, and find a way of sharing the work...looking after those who can't...or else and the sooner society accepts that... the better.....cos its called Fait accompli the steak holding the side dish of custard if yer dont..... [or should that be fate? hmmm...dunno i never ever think i just hate this so much i type as fast as so much allows.... ]"

And he would win even more international acclaim.... than my little collection will..... cos its now... day 1, well tomorrow actually.....
Nappers had to recharge his batters.....
Ive done the opposite.... and my system works better to my huge surprise~ cos its not meant to, is against virtually every "rule" there is...really does, has....


but coincidences..... i don't believe in them.



but no....clues......
yet.

back, maybe...if i could be bothered to.....2013.
The free year.





or, should I start just in case with the recent man....with his couple of so well behaved rescue dogs..... collies....
he hasn't quite done it yet even if in a matter of weeks his zen can pacify the most traumatised of little yappers..... "do what yer told...no, don't bloody look...."
But then of course... that's because riddled with cancers and all sorts of other nasties he was given just a few months to live..... like about 4 friggin years ago....
define Zen.
It matters....and you can catch it too....well his muts have, perraps.....


["you....ponces like you with yer fuckin posh goatmilk....what standard cow ain't good enuf for you I suppose well..... piss off out o'ear and don't come back and be in my TV station  ...... (despite being founder.... fabulous, just as it should be...I need utterly nothing, and as for credits..... freedom is knowing they dont matter)]




I mean...... words you never thought were on the road to curation of all your holiday snaps to become Game Changer Queen....
Primo Levi really shouldv shutup after his first great flurry..... And A Man.....
Michelle well, he tried but wouldn't know being French and they are just so damn literal never mind hypococondraic..... I mean couldn't even face the, like THE truth... there is no Atomisation, i mean...you, just take you.....  just perraps your unlucky enough to end up tonight in the SAC with a British nubile [all things being relative] , or even Yankee fatty ....  even if it's one of the latter with the dreadful head in more ways than one (only English chix can do that even if they do say its from the video manual....not that Ive ever liked head as its not really very whatever the opposite of Miss~Jenny~ism is....
And as for yanks (hmm....I wonder if California will after all that accept me...in? tonight...[sic, real, secret....no one knows..... i know] .....virtually impossible to get excited due, A lack of necessary drugs or meds, porn to warm up, C ability..... D flab.....
Even the very worst and most unforgettable nightmare sexual failure of all imagination never mind English make it all so small p political though never admit anything...true....
Still, you will still be in fact not only representing the sharing caring symbiotic economy in one great act [that doesnt exist except Day not sharing his BBC salary he parasitisies all the Air and BB twats with) ..... and for the PR girls.....
So, say she's cute and bad..... (thats old fashioned, as in unsatisfactory....lousy orgasm is at all....)
Still, you will have.... melded, become one, con~joined..... become allies and symbiosis in one foul swoop.....
of soup
Biota meets biota and all kinda gets together ina  big big party that goes on months maybe years.....she. is and becomes you.....
If silly things like imagination, assuming and even espesh knowing...otherwise gets in the way and causes all this golly~look~at~me~arent~i~fab~alone....atomised..... get in the way of the facts....
of forever a bit of biotas go and intermarry and make new parasitical biome [Miss Ogle can't spell despite it being the one thing every human ever ever existed has in common, being they are /were 1....) event horizon minds set in stone and .... stuff.....
well.... their stupid...
Not the biome... they just are.
No... the ideas..... the notions...
the set minds....

Beyond Michelle......
except you have to look hard and be prepared for anything.....
That's ...next.
Even if its already
Been.


De~spite..... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
(that pic, even if still on hold...... its saying every four hours now its MUST gonna turn itself off to stuick in those updates ....... but no, this time..... no.....anyway forget the silly fiddlers, cos indeed it will always just be that one big q......to which I know the Answer....  and that pic, abuv...really should stay abuv on top home page whatever silly new word meaning less you wish to entitle.....  it should, be the gang Monka..... cos its De Spite...... Dee.... spite.....  all jolly good fun, and makes me feel even.....good..... especially when all along I never knew who it was for...:.. the last possible man one woulod ever guess, of course......  and he will never know...but that's the whole point, a real man of rural honour, doesn't moan on the wireless ...he turns it round~twists it like bailer~twine around the hanging man's neck, just pulling your leg only............ there are always bigger things than he, no matter what, and ....tbc)

now, that cheap creep.....

is it Rich farmers4moaning Hadley the gobby one who has ruined the cause for years ...from Holywell says it all.....

 .... entitled, just yest..... I get my harvest after waiting 5 1/2 years.......all i ever wanted.....and a real farmer, has an illegal flock.......and beats all the arsey snidey little fuckin fake ones who can afford a combine..... 
but are so prejudice they don't see their new goddess that could have every Hopkins and Nattters bartering their last breath to get a piece of her..... in one..... and I don't lie, not even to a fraudulent Welshman who even if he should be lied to cos he was faking his genetix...... we, decreed....today........we [in a cute little atomised way in tribute to Michelle..{m}... ] do hereby declare war..... on.....
Him, and....certainly them over the road.......
and all the others that end of the street and.....


But first....
my war..... only ever to peace and
The abuv is a peace
offering to the snideyest of all
richest of all
and the Art 
of it
even that silly was he a Pole the one who wrote it as Art......formed only 
itchy piles.

The way to neutralise it forever
is 


There was only ever one way and up til now several silly pious hairy/fat ones have had the perch to themselves
No.

Time for the new religion, of only
Does
it
Work........


(hmm that kinda fits spesh as Ive only just thought of fabulist time to delare it well both actually never mind stick a name to it...... no, her name...was always Bob...and she lived, yes despite their sneers that she would.... not)




Headin for 'em...... hahhh......

....been there andd dun that and all it has to say for itself is "fuck off and leave me alone to fester in my pit rather than work...... I'm even entitled to have better dreams than these....**"




** that is the British younger generation you have bred and I shall have none of it, ever...... this now becomes only about.... the diference.......esssss Jen......
In those whom have it and the rest.....



Great ipm oneliners, even if they should definitely all be packed of to Syria: an acolyte left a suicide note on my rather lovely old tusty Lady~in~Red laptop......  A few months later despite being there the only doc, stage centre~ an always perfectly tidy and ascetic desktop.....it was still unopened.



But it the half a million better lines since....that even all the Jocks in China baying at them not to sell out the great wall imploding......  couldn't even itzy witzy Edinburgh~get~there.......
since......

And Boney, making it through his whole big long fat vacation, as well rested as if they all never even existed...........  his little boat just a~landin' via Kinte's shores.....
'ts a time......to show....what S is for slave..... means.
(twice on local tellee today....refuse to identify self....'twas never ever....about.....mee).... but I really did never think that Little~Miss~least~likely~to~friggin~suck~seed......
could do.....that
or, would......
Thing is........I armed....her.
Not
that.....she'll ever
be ingenious enough to dislie about the moral landscape inverted for the squares.....  which made it
SO

[put in the mop movie, MVI_0025......soon, but not, yet]






the game.......

"you don't know about the game....... well, one Boney vacation, over..... it doth thus.....begin [and you don't know....it's over too, both in one, and I didn't know.....just as the up~at~Dawn ever day for weeks dance over and began...... I would be served that little broadside.... but never forget, this Kunt...a~likes his slavery....and made it....good]"

Saturday, 8 August 2015

However, Islington or union men will balls of steel welded to the pickup side....

are of no other than passing NOW~SHOW fodder interest....
real confusion... the most fundamental confusion that causes so so much damage (seen 23 years) in the lands away from the towns and cities.....
for women, but of course it affects "their" men.....
next.
(and it is on tape...if I die.......so perfectly put, hmmm... sad so late, the timing perfect.....this time.... so so few of em....actually want....to be here.....value the nothing innit........ that's the real prob and ....tbc..... why is she different? I assume.... no, i know..... that twinkle you just dont get from being rent, and is rubbed offof the glaze by the urban particulates...tbc......or not...... but I am not doin owt.........do the very opposite, thats what's been learned....not that it ever works.)

And further infil...

which is "code" for..... I really must clear those tabs which miraculously, and it has been a LOT of hard work ploughing the furrow of keeping the ten of them up above and unpoluted by endless updates demanding i reboot....no... i think... they are still there pure and with their memory....
but thats the maddening problem, there is think....and know, they are two different words, for a good reason....
And it is truly astonishing (as observer in so much) how almost every involvement with authority, the state, their servants, the local bigots wearing wigs who are in charge.....  (except the NFU)  the medics the vets the farmers yes the ..... almost everyone..... the inability to keep to ones word/ stated project aims....anything.... nevetr mind the riules of authority seem as bendy as it'll make you all wonky......
Nothing is unshifting..... except the price of goat, on a nice steady upslope no stumbles.....for a bit at any rate....
And the interest rate that SOME of the privileged can access which is THE story of the last decade all very convenient

Anyway just clearing my tabs, some about 3 or 4 weeks the same [maybe] one  has been open at the same page

some...(espesh that last one) have so many levels it'll take that translator of Nepalese transcript whos charging a few hundred quid as day to bask in her eternal light and path to her bank up the road is it this week...only the privileged can blah blah......fuckin ell "diversify"... yes....but....

this one just simple...... life goes on....all you can ever "learn" from nature....

(gosh, what a roll..... to recap but this is not a techblog and never ever will be except i know a good tractor that lasts, and a good platform which works..... this one a very good example of all of them not working, [wordpress far worse per penny spent on it and time is money too]  being about six or seven years ago they invented their little [my end] "insert video from youtube" button, so you upload a video [100mb max "into" the actual blogger sire page when Wordpress it is zero MB.... despite all the Jakes of the web curating you into it as the all luvved up supernice site...apparently has worse censorship too.... ]
anyway you upload your 150 mb to youtube, cleverly stick a unique meaningless title so that when you want your blog to show it it actually does what it has said on the box for 6 years it will do.... like actually find that video with that unique name....
(and if you have two tube ids which i did not ask for but Oggle as well as facebook now one hears prtend that they will order you to only ever be yourself.....hahh what a larrfff.....
so we have one never used as SC
one as liesdamage which i thought was a duff title but as the years roll over....no, is a lovely and correct overthought....cos they damage via being so unnecessary and silly....and boring above all....
Even if as in the bothiness... they ruin lives but you do need them to get to the next level of zen....
and you learn the most about fellow wonky humans by dint of them...... and Im good at sniffin her out!



so for the first time in everyears...it now at last WORKS......
that little button....
oh well if nothing else i guess it may signpost they arent going to close it (this) just yet.... having bothehred to at last fix it...( a fundamental "it") ... the confusion about and surrounding which, as a topic "well if you use blogger as platform ...maybe you wont be next year..... " and there is no confusion about being able to import it over to Wordpress and all the "fuckin great fab operators here and waiting for your Microsoft Spaces blog to be exported to us as we seamlessly wait them having closed theirs...." that never actually worked, ever ....despite all those yankee promises....which is a metaphor for the whole sick society.....and we give em visas to come ear and run our radio, law and othersuch......
fuckin ell.....no confusion.....
talk about evolving backwards......













Farmer Jake

...now, as I drill it all down the last few months (especially in daily how~to~rise~above all ther assuming, lessons.... masterclass, in a form of cubano~a~Cubano chat which if you could here even they would demand my embassy went there.... ) into a few simpler drills...   and even if we all don't like the word of course because it is only them over there who are fascists....
As I drill it down....  it is that no one walks the paths any more, too busy sat inside, watching something....
But, back to 2013..... now, I am and always have been mainly, meaning my psychic personal resounding interconnecting universals are set to its good for the soul to be wandering the land a little..... but only one person truly assisted me in making my lifelong wanders more than a duty: a true always thrilling adventure into the best thought and noticing so so much more, always.... five year back....  and I know it is a layer of an onion peeled down into that will never grow back ~ i wouldn't want it for all the Frankincense in Myrrh....

But, to be deeply Dickensian for just a little while..... all my life, even when off in the land of Sophistication here and there... I would dart back up to the hillsides where largely all you can do is dress mutton up as lamb..... or if you are in love [hmm...] ... relish in the mutton sellers looking as lovely as the less healthy and nutritious lamb [i had never thought of that! great question] ....
Anyway 2013, wandering, nay guiding......  some random disciple up through the hills aside Hilary Towers almost stalking...... a  way round such that one wouldnt want to be seen by London.... because they bring it with them ....  up there upon that ridge I saw something that was always against the rules.... every farmer, especially the noblest and rural honourific of all, the upland sheep farmer....because all he has is his conscience and those dowdy ewes....Welsh the best.... even elsewhere.....  but fallen stick, is always treated as if human remains virtually....  a dead lamb even will be tidied away to some more appropriate last resting place than just left out to if it is a whole ewe carcass....rot....
Which to my actual real still shock...I see has become almost a norm.....up on that ridge anyway, that it appears is used by several diferent stockmen....
When the uplan shepherds, because even if youy're never off your noisy quad....thats what you still are.... cannot follow any more the basic rule of move a few carcases..... and in fact half a dozen left here and there I saw.....
then even the farmers have gone bad....real bad.
FF today....before today...... god almighty some silly nerd who has never read a Hardy of course so fuck off back to IT land.....
But worse... that little curated vibrato smiley wow factor of Im the happening guy on the big combine with no hands so i can twatter at the same time....

There I am yesteraft.....  unusually taking a few hours entirely out, and in signal....maybe.... maybe, I've had this knowledge, yes knowing...only once before, one November into December in the last twilight year...of the first decade of the new century... just a gentle knowing: yes, it will.... despite me and my thinking....work out sooner or later..... [updated with, timing...is always everything and there can be no interference now ever again as all trials have been tribulated such that nothing can ever again bug....and thats nice....sure leads to superb productivity, [you have simply no idea how on~traget mu y other operations are...day in and enjoyable one, out]....anyway....  there I am, allowing myself a few hours just dozing on a bit of grassy knoll
hald in the land of nodoff....
Just enjoying that little bit of private, I shall save it just for ....well.... if there is a god there is an us....
hahh ... the answer,  the fabulous bright eyes thrust into my little world...."snails".....  how clever. Clever women, well, are they fabulous, in theory they should be.....
And all of a sudden, footstamp, rustle..... and all sorts of noises that in the half awareness may indeed prod you out of pleasant, no not pleasant...perfect.... chewing the cud of that lovely encounter..... yes I can do that too! relive the moment as the beast enjoying her meal several time sover by dint of higher evolutionary summit than poor human mere~one~stomach ....
And, wham....
Now, quickly one if attuned, recognises the footstamp of a small herd of sheep....  just a few yards above, over the fence.....
But Jake....poor Jake..... of course he will too be the same in his own young curating the combine strips way ....
Or maybe I am wrong, maybe by the time Jake has grown up enough to have grown out of even the farmers are addicted to gizmos.... all the beasts will be so microchipped and drone surveyed..... that he will not in his generation be repeating....
It is like this, many an afternoon, well morning actually but afternoon walks have a longer sit and stare no care but....
hark, camera.... action.....
That field, sown with the summer crop.... last autumn
But
even that farmer......
Is so tardy....so without any conscience......
that a dozen ewes or maybe Hoggets.....  have been now weeks breaking in and out through broken fences..... damaging his crop, but farmers i knew knew it was our crop.... there was indeed some honour innit
In fact there are several I see do their rounds now and again.....
(FF through many a frame)
And still now (yesteraft) ... to frankly my shock at their racket.....  and through several musters so one must assume its a revolving door....
Seemingly, even a quite jolly farmer and not so poor as he cant afford the builders for the last few months.....
simply couldnt give one single damn about the number one rule above all....  fences arent for sitting on, they were actually invented for a jolly sane reason, at least viz hungry stock.....and fields full of ripening crop....
It is almost as if.... Ive been given best seat in the snuff movie thats the very opposite for me in that ......  you do need to know the facts..... the likes of Corbyn of course and all miscellaneous begotists....  cannot take in the simplest vote winner, that we have to not only find a simpler way of managing the ageing population that doesnt involve state funds because that was destined to become as uneconomical as all those Fresians at 15 or 20 p a liter.....
(unless you are into goat.....seventy friggin PEE!)
Unless younger generations are properly incentivised, say by as my ally, equal...[he is 60] .... rejoindered my speech on pensions somehow and especially there is no housing problem except half the bedrooms unoccupied within 1 mile of where I have my Middle Office....
"yes....state controlled inheritances.... yes i agree..... only way..... clever ways of hiving off say 10% of a property resale value into some youth or gang of who may care for the elders....cos we could never aford the state even at only 7 mins each a day"
Never mind the.....  it was only ever about, and always be about..... right, what land have we got LEFT..... after this latest round of the crusades....
(oh yes if i die today, a lamb executioners knife across my throat.... TARIQ Ali on Greece, the neocons [even if he misses out how the neoliberals of Germany i saw and heard with my own eyes being egged on and bribed by the first wave of neoliberal con artists who swept over there from London I know as a flew a few in fact quite a few...YUK ruled the during and post Maggie so called reforms......
   Tariq on Greece...and brownlands..... the ones that should be her legacy...... rearmed as if to death by her and her chronies.... poor Pakki lands too poor to join ion the party... ditto even India...
tariq on religious bigots and backwards fools, dressed up as slaughterhouse men .... as ever was just after more lands than their less or more armed neighbours might dint....
is the only wonderful reserved and thoughtful, and best of all.... intelligently informed.... truth of it all I know...
Poor Jeremy..... but then there was a type, the ones who must be in the picture, who must get arrested when the more thoughtful stayed on the sidelines not letting their ego dominate....
And maybe in time learn to think....

I think, that when your farmers...cannot even be bothered to check their fences or walk their lands seeing what got through the fences ~ like the Moroccan taxi always in need of that continual nurture as it isnt in their nature to fix themselves....
And it ends up in happy~clappy~jakey..... curating just the sexy bit he wants you to see.....
And radio 4 cannot get enough of him....when the real truth is how much of sadly up here is the real here.....
you, have a problem....... and intellectual snails like Jeremy.... havent a hope in hell.

The younger generations of course.... cannot even begin to know, because its been curated out of em by teachers too effete and selfish to even begin to understand their job spec and that teaching, is a word that means... fuck to get it right, maybe, is hell, agony...longterm....risky.... and onlya  lifetime can maybe be judge of whether it worked or not.....
That seeing truth..... I mean in my book there is no more fundamental proof~truth...... when the men of the land are so over the line and acedian.....
and this bit isnt Sardonese because.....well it matters to me.....
You really do have a problem and denial Californian happy clappiness that even Jake has.....
is of course exactly how most Nazis would have been over brekky......
never mind ok the less extreme so more digestible Mussolini's mates.....
etc

Oh yes it came back...... now I spend my life regaling and eulogising on how in fact to simplify not only do these [i cannot even use the phrase without existential angst] mental health, is made worse by silly labels.... because apart from maybe getting you in a queue which elongates with every new wave of sanctions and Tory largess....
as THEY are just as intelligent as you are I and know that the only way to retain benefits, especially Housing ben.....poor councils too cut to ever weed the wonky from bendy.....
get a label!
only way you can be set up for life....
And its so impossible to beyond reasonable doubt prove the mind of another...is fraud or mad or whatever else in between...
especially when the victims too join in the game such that they are in the dark they turned off their own torches.....
Mental "disorder" if we must......in other words inability just to balance life with pay for some of your own roof, sleep superbly like I do and know that it may not be trendy...but 7 1/23 hrs is the key to life....without fear either
Always get it up except one occasion when ....
the CONfusion.... over whether or not ones own custody~child lawyer was actually on the same side as her client [2002, and what an "offer" i had in front of me but....no]..... until one learns...
that there is NO confusion, they are all useless thieves....
better do it self..
no confusion, even in "Midnight Express" conditions....no confusion
even in other slightly weird Eatsenders [though only ever seen 2 mths of it, enforced viewing, 03] behaviour in others, addicted...and if you ask me this IS britain...addicted to melodrama...as my theory of sugar predicts....
even in sad betrayal, and weird stufff of disowning ones won rather intelligent quite poetic Jakey words.....
gifts...... a gift is when you have no confusion....

Mt Corbyn would not only win, but win the hearts and minds....minds...of the populus....
if he spoke thus, Mr Z:
[Camilla only confuses, ehh all that flab ... so whyis she preaching 'helath'? never mind as some commentators saw several years ago..... a HELL of a lot of grandly worded initiatives....and every year new furniture....that aint for the benefit of the 100s of thou who could be helped no matter what colour the wallpaper.... by a LOT....of eye~to~eye.....except like an angry sheep.....a  child can tell if that eye will remain fixed..... no matter what....]
it is.... the fiddling, the endless one new rule or other never mind new role or other.... it is the endless new curation of old fascist crap spun into something new...whilst every young person knows virtually everything....breaks and doesnt work and no one cares...and that is even the teachers at my child's Primary breaking the ethos of healthy lunchboxes everywhere the signs say they must promote.... they never do...
mental health, is sent over the cliff edge as much as any healthy, indeed fabulously mineral~ricj flock of wise old mutton....
more than any other Corbyn factor or the truth that so many are deeply closet rasist still.....
I mean even the yanks camn manage a spade as chief gold digger for the establ;ishment

It is confusion..... that causes pretty much every label goin.....
Anything "wrong"....
simplify is infact the factor that would do what politicians forget is their primary manifesto point, to put themeselves beyond need....
Which if we had just one gentle joshing Utopian reminder....we may take just one seriously.....


But as even the ecosystem in fact maybe above all as Affluenza and its overlords of what became big biz mad need to become even bigger biz no matter what the cist..... depends on some sanity being heritable..... it matters
Confusion... no one knows any mnore what their pension rights are
or what forecast even means...
Or whether insurance is rollocking up to new Peaks this year or over the cliff next.....
Or whether ten will work still with trusty word 2003
Or if the whole smartie business is a lie if you arent in a city....
or why that one there doesnt work in the city....despite ten experts consulted....
And certainly has no idea which disease treatment is best as they dont have a Lancet sub yet the silly dox think that empowerment isnt just stressful and confusing as i saw a decade ago and wrote...yet there only just beginning to return to.....
Confusion is bad even if some is goood as a learning experience of why it isnt good..... is why the world may indeed end....
simplify.... of course is Utopian being every Conservative pledge to as key policy was as fraudulently claimed as a true Libor rate.....

But the intellectual newt that poor us even poor Jeremy seemingly is...... cannot even offer us the one thing that will perhaps return us to sanity and indeed return to the Left.....  the one that did NOT borrow a billions a day just to rearm, rebuild and build a new state that was never viable as we could never aford the state to be.... dad.
Simplicity
They do have it still in plenty of other cultures....and they dont all die overnight in fact.... they dont even all go mad overnight....in fact they go mad a hell....a big bigfont jakey endorsed language...hell of a lot less.....
And it is racist to assume otherwise......as we ALL of course do.....


















 still, on hold, meaning that all snippets such as above,  are just canned infils..... and as such live (live as in broadcast nearly as if one were on whats the app except with the digital divide which is even realer than Kirsty Williams AM everwas failure not to lie and in fact gets voted in on the dint of saying the ruralites will be better served by the servers....well if the populus is going mobile, and the smarties dont work, ever, for miles round here.......ehhhhh....as bad a lying dreamer as the Utopians from over the pond...who made themselves even more mentally ill than the YUKKite tribes ever could.... even if not far behind)


(my recent final realisation that the environmental movement will fail for one simplest reason, which is that in the past it was generally a good mix of 2/3 of greybeards mixed up in a room, for the occasional meeting about what to do, unlike the present generation who manage 3 meetings about the meeting about what to do so that by the time the curating process is even half complete everyones too tired of what the problem was.....  a couple of old whiffy Galloway types, [I would always respect, even as a angry self fearing lost atomised youth] mixed in the same room wih a few youthful Corbyns or far better chance of getting everyone attending a few Joanies.... worked...a bit.....  but if most of the yound people are suffering the 1/3 of them have suicidality in varying degrees ...and the other 2/3 angry, overwhelmed, lost....never mind unable to carry forward justa  few lines of communication.... there is no hope.  But let us keep to the easy answer, even if there are none, no..... largely it is the fact that there is so much [over that redline] mental mess at breaking point stuff..... that will almost finish off any real efforts for younger generations to engage normally with a bitta truthtopower.... viz the even more ubiquitous eco terrorists of the establishment and big agra, bigfood,  and the lot of em....  forget it....your planets~a~fucked....)










dis, man dis....









In other words, though (it is quite astonishing how swear~word this word has become over Jeremy's lifetime, especially the last few years, as I use it a lot,  but in an attempt to restructure the prevent system, along the lines of if there were all the Islands in the world one would reserve a whole chain for removal of, perhaps the hardest cases, and maybe a few would have to have cages where for the entertainment of the established order yes occasionally an inmate may be left overnight in a cage with a naked Lewthwaite, or worse..... or for fun a burial ritual, alive.....  but all such is just a tone of twisting hackneyed phrases into the so interesting final solution to the puzzle which is just the same as it was age three [so why do Smith and Amis think it's textually pleasing or perhaps engaging to curate some number 3s into sentences, and worse pepper their prose with 1 [six] s... I think it is just the last act of a dead pretend civilisation which spent its whole existence trying to complicate a simplest notion being that one either by luck of which straw one happens to have been drawn viz what gentle good influences one may bob around with as a nipper and perhaps more important around that curious puberty moment....might cause within the gene to be harmless, and get the other one and there is some need to kink that straw.... perhaps for "fun"... which, no matter how hard the latest silly expensive~haircut younger eye~candy Horizon presenter may try....  is still a beautiful cave~art representation of we do not know, cannot know, what causes some to start always, froma  point of pacifism...and others foolishly think there is an alternative.....which leaves the conscience forever free.....  which is just a qualification in line with even Prospect Magazine feel that legal qualifiers need to litter the back pages viz who is whom and not....  I suppose for the even more increasing and ubiquitous...I mean it must be now, if you take out the drama ~ the kind of drama set in YUK, rather than the so called good books of the moment being read out loud, a steady 30 to 40% ...certainly of so called experts and so called scientists and as for anything on the mind...... I mean yet again yesterday, in spite of being REALLY nice..... to them.....no, neurotic Americans, local ones, and what a privilege to be asked by me that question....just cannot be... be beyond their utter shakey neurosis of not in any way belonging to a small local community, the definition of which is actually at least LISTENing to someone telling the stories of the young people born fucking here who do not attend the local expensive~produce markets...ever.....  because they are for tourists and rich incomers...who can afford to fly their families over from bulimialand..... but when cuban to sexy Californian you speak of that project, the one someone should be honourded to have floated by their silky way, ok even if it is an obvious mistake....being the silken throws arent going to last very long up a brambly thicket.... in other words if you want to stay in LA well you can dress for it, there.... thank you..... otherwise you can never belong, here....
in other words their fear... that is what they have in their DNA as if almost new species..... their balking at any other than what has been interbred with Eugene and looks exactly like what theyre used to.....  should fuck off off of infesting our radio....I mean, fuck me, of the many many slightly interesting roll backs, hahh hahh the lizards simply can't get enough of their fleeting fame for being people what with all those dramas about the fact that they wont be on the radio in the near future, their funding gone, which means theyre gone.... yet radio 4 manage to find as spokesman on law and the mind, and we are talking real law, as in utilitarian real small people rules...... someone addendum, a lizard from bulimialand now infesting here, too..... I am and always will be pacifist and believe only in restraint whilst it can all be figured out.... all cages, in any form.... are of course a symbol of failure.... of the young boy or girl to take forward the stone~throwing at cars other side of hedge.... into something they cannot stop... and to speak of evil, is at last, as even the bossman of Broadmor manages to state..... is evil.] 

diss...inter...her...(i recall, with conscience, my scatter gun errors...and spend the interim time worrying about whether or not I will recall the correction, because, hmm..what is the rule of life, one of many that could be drilled down into just a few, i suppose is along the lines of, even if you have the most atomised, irrelevant, sick, over~the~Burkeian redline of doin nowt, readership ever..... you must always always treat them as if they are desrved of full and proper communication.....  simple, there is right, and there is wrong.... it is right to value everyone as if they may be the same.



Tuesday, 4 August 2015

extremisatan (c Mr Ali, or was it me, no surely not me...he)

perraps (paid for bath unusual, wash away their pain.....all of it....) .... perraps [pre~bath) there should indeed be two laws....
civilisation requires law even if of course the dreadful Greens and their sucking up to Nigel rather than say the truth: no neonicotinoids thanks very much....despite bigAgra actually sitting at the cabinet table with their bribes and nods and winks....
because Europe, SAID....so
in law....
and all the science says proceed only with precaution

(oh yes subtitle, even if it should really be overtitle..... ::: It's started
reply::  then stopped.... quiet enjoyment, returns.......even if one is rejected as steakholder..... at lreast I got in that stake to the heart of him.....who if there is one indeed all those years ago.....hoist him on is own, sharpened...
Now (who was it a few days ago saying yes we HAVE become American, well anyone under 45 plus all the thieving wimmin who pretend they are under 45 forever, to my face "it is as if America is already here as one of our little sidelines, but like Cornwall.... and their inability not to take everything literally, never mind understand Sardonese..... already happened...."?)....
Of course no one ever should even have a hair on their head interfered with.... but thats the whole point.....I am just an ordinary Joe... ish..... definately atomised indeed an early adopter .... luckily learned by serendipity...or was it fate.... that its boring and nippers are just far more fun than ones boring key can ever be....
But I have read loads of nasty stuff, well I havent really but I know it exists as I read the other side of what happened when it did...still does...
Too hard a word, fascism, even if it exists even more between the lines on the bacl of a food container for our youth.....so utterly obsessed, almost OCD...with what goes in their gob, yet unable to know that fresh and food used to go together so we didnt need use by or any of that....
Sick....so much sickness, and just like that is Claudia going to come in on my coattails and agree with me at last....'errr...mad or ill 'taint.....
but in need of a hell of a lot of adjustments...... seems they are....'
what a beautiful Moroccan motoristesque word that one is....no newfangled uber fascist can crowdfund some new word and paradigm to replace....plain old, needs tweakin a bit....
lovely
Full Circle
fix it
James

Anyway my thoughts, simply cos I can .... we didnt need Renee to tell us that either....
Are on the grander things of the elder statesman,.... who, when Jeremy does indeed get a lift via the fraudulent voters of the Torygraph ...I mean fascism is Harman barking down the wireless at how she's for sure gonna root them out all those frauds......well, ehhh.... Innocent til proven guilty....ehhh.... plus appeal, and if the kind of so called justice is used upon those maybe frauds that her party brought in.....
We will never know....
Anything other than...
Maggie may, have been the one but..... to be there as T Blair was let in and so badly let down....well thats a story of a lifetime.
Cull em..... and a jolly good sanctioning down the Jobcentre aint good enough.... because they still will occur even if Jeremy got all the several 30 odd percents per party put together (our journos even George says the Tories won, when the data actually says UKIP got a load of racist cunts to vote their way as matter of perfart...rather than largely Labour they propped up in past pit times...)


But forget about that, its the hidden fascism and even worse and worse nervy OCD that swept the lands some years back and will define our future, as every youngster Ive met the last few years is an over the line bit of a reclusive nervous wreck and...ignoring that is stupid. And fascist. Fascists keep on coutrse...when any observer from the side can see the ticks....
Of pain....

Anyway their prob, not mine...... all I have to do with life is earn some respect.... prima facie as deep down have more than a lifetimes worth...
lucky me.

Indeed, I like that though I preferred the first draft as usual which escapes me in its succinctness and arrow straight point...
Only sardonicism works.... which often will become a bit sharpended and taken wrong way.... which sdoesnt matter....what does is absolute anarchy sortof preached from Monty's Python and on never mind well.....
I know both sides...... but chose, chose....to be on the side of democracy and even the people, even if I knmow democracy got ruined as soon as you gave a voice to anyone who doesnt have many years learning and wisdom...never mind the rabble...
But IO know i would never seek to attack anyone.... ever.... and will always attempt to figure who may be the biggest bully or more deluded human born same as me.... because I can also be there with Mr Amis humanising even the killer Nazi....
And am stronger for it....

Law should be renamed, there is action~law...and there is the laughable side alley of saying~law....
And if 'taint...by the sound of it Jeremy's...no it is more serious than that, that anyone thinks that actions other than direct action, can be covered In full by a state.... they are even stupider than our Tone....

Only by chosing ourselves not to be the morons we knew from young, did we learn that there are lines we one hopes will always stay behind....


Now, it is too hard, in reality when you know there is no hope, no interactive God or head.....
so..... even if they entirely miss the point, being dentists are always a bit stupid but its their mates on the committees supporting tgheir hunter mate, and his rights.....and their weaselest words Ive ever heard.....
Fridays Now....
Was brilliant....
at least on dentists.







yes, "Its started"..... soon.














On, the extreme...words....

Inspired indeed ...no there is no word for how pathetic even Mr Amis one would really hope is not... but cannot avoid being, to please to...... just fit in.
  
in fact just to piss you off it's on the next page......

No, Primo is wrong, subtitle words you will never hear me say..... just as Zola is ten times better than sadomasochistic Chalie who didnt get involved nay i bet he enjoyed the mess he observed,,,,thats the English condition.....

One must venerate forever his spirit but if he did pull the trigger himself well it was just a work in progress....

And Mr Amis yet another wallower in the misfortune of just one of many tribes since the Dawn.... the big, first, one when she first upstuck her bloodspattered finger and pointed it at 
you
down the ages


But, even if he does make you think so haldf way to best book ever, by him at any rate...

All it (he) reminds me to thiunlk on upon reading the last page, after that above....reprinting to Primo

Is indeed, as a lifelong despite sortof freedom of Speach law in name and certainly the deepest depths of the principle - the universal version, well explored
Nver really comfy sitting on that old sofa...

Until:
Hmm.... what do you say to that? hmmm...... no, I don't think it is right to roll out Primo.... all that revelling in just one lot god bless their fricasseed souls..... 
there is as Primo nothing to say its all beyond words but...one may attempt words..... and they will offend some and there are always two sides to a fence or wall.....
but, zut alors........ ALL that matters is that when tyranny atrophies into atrocity, and there are many 'living dead/bereavement' atrocities almost just as bad, now...

ALL that matters, is those few who may be able to put stuff right, or at least challenge the fascists..... those who still know good from bad and can carefully tell the difference,  and perhaps revolt....or at least stand solid..ish......
 will have been exactly those whom indeed may have encountered extremist views .... and KNOW... that they were better than ever taking one blind bit of notice....
Did not have none of it....in their
gut   







hahhh forgot the punchline..... even if it's extraordinarily 'Black Swan'..... god the silly younger smartarses have gone and grabbed that term too and throw it around in their artifice

Being the fraudulent Welshman can
(oh yes BS.... i mean five years back to think never mind write and recall i needed a modicum of silence yet...it's extraordinary how we know not absolutely anything about whom we quantum maybe....
such that the phrase "I am" of course Renee was always the problem even if slightly perverted for my own jealous ends in this context....

My mind works best with the knob on 11....now.....  which juist sends it to holding pattern whist a completely unplanned early morning nay night what the hell .... the real stuff of the last few weeks is far far more interesting if one day it can be spat out....

The person who may indeed show the greatest grasp of the "English" sense of humour Alexi~meets.... Frost became .... just never taking any of it too personal and never even for a second believing words are o'fencive....
Clary in there too.....
All of it.... the very best of !Now!..mate.... even 80 plus....
may well be Latvian
by birth......
but the fraudulent Welshman ... he kept the secret.....
which of course wasn't because I shared it with him even knowing he was Welsh....

And he honoured.....what I asked.

Discretion.....sometimes...matters.

ps...that's not my writing....... I try, to respect others, especially the elders..... by at least try..ing to write nice....in real life.

but don't tell him......

....and he has to discover for himself i guess, even if it can be never seen so....maybe thats what i really should do for the next week....
Having also discovered at last my equal.... (same age equal utter commie scientist expert on..."those greens are so fuckin PC its just a joke and a fraud and..."  .... "and as for all these wankers who pepper the local f'books with their pious Green solutions well i know Facts and science facts....indeed i write t'ponem.....  99% of it naive crap...... Mr Mayoress......"
"let us be allies.... permanent, solidarity........based on all that matters, not having Eastenderitis, which is easy to avoid if you know what it is"

..... but i wonder.....
hahh the biggest one, ever......
cos sometimes you know you gotta Ramble On....

hahh it (god theres so so much whata gamechanger juggling act of nothing but both everything too in just a week..... where Claudia maybe only can indeed help we shall see.....)

"Princessistis" ... that Claudia should actually be interviewing the experts on cos thats what being so arsey you may as well be ill......


 i mean just one quick listen to Glasto and its obviously  as if a whole generation or two have indeed got her mate's ehh well nowt wrong but they sure not very well adjusted [i mean, biggestfont ever and i laughed so that surprised not arrested.... ] didorder.....

I think it changed..... I mean ... the likes of uncle Just.... 
mustv been angelsong 1980....he just about hadit then
a few years on just moaning...... 


But, now.....when you have a masterclass ongoing, unplanned, in lets test this olderish science guy...... I am going to assume that... the impossible I spy through the slight nerves.... 
When every single other one has provemn to be doing their freecycle just to look good and god forbid the almost local, well not last decade blowin on 200 downsized grand in the bank at any rate....
may suggest that no local cares sadly about your pious crap.....

All the rest can't do truth...... ever..... even the pretenders....     
And Mr Tested..... to the max, shows...masterclass..... 
that i was right, and it......
worked.

No, not even the so well trained lead sidecar....even noticed.


 but ff a day or so to yesterday or so....

'At last.....but..... he had implied that you were in too bad a way to be out husseying on the streetcorners..... '
'Looky here assuming you can hear, he is my true hero.... ten years ago or therereabouts [even if it was in 2009 or maybe that was the last in a series of fixes needed]  i was a fool i met him and brought over ,my old turntable..... because he is genius and as know can fix anything..... and he gave me a loaner, i gave him my number in return......  and its always pricked at my conscience that armageddon ensued and its one of the few debts outstanding.....but he never called me to harass..... it is as if he knew there are bigger things thena  few months back I met him  saying "hell, over here now i never even thought to knock, assumed you long dead the old shop sold..." ..... how wonderful blah di.....["yes i still have your number, blah di....now retrired just to look after her returning to baby state"]... "tell, me who are you....really...... such a great smile and nobility never before known..... and I OWE you, now....at least, i must maybe do your mopping or cleaning or........ tell me your....story" .....'

ff to yesterday or so outside the house of eveil and young wimmin that would be better off elsewhere....

' wow.... you two such glints.....  what IS the secret....... '
' givin each other hell....day in and out....for near 66 year..... but never taking it that ....so personal....never mind....dot dot [too rude to mention, not porno nasty rude all porno being nassty just.....stuff like taking the piss even of the old woman with Alzheimer's or Demonsure....  and her giving hell back.... with a smile and quickest rude witty smile.... ].... '
' Mr Z ...I agree with all, but just one addendum........ no way, poor countrymen of yours stuck there in Latvia..... theyre better off, far far better thing to stay..... than come here...... where no one but us even comes knockin on yer door..... '

For the hoppalong, even if I guess he must find him for himself...... the very best quick and most intelligent sense of brutal humour  and honesty ["yes even some of mine were fingers at the oven knobs"] .....  and maybe man and woman even if "hahh Princess....it means that, so..... my classes go on about princessitis as one of the Aflluenzan ripples almost in there with the DNA even here all around so sad...... "... i hope you kept her in her place..... no, i know you did...."]

I have ever known..... ever. 
And i know he will call the number.....when no one else does..... just one human, lost, to another ...old and lucky to have maybe found himself too years ago such that he can manage her..... the now~her....angry despite her twinkle...
["i can tell..... you were one hell of a looker before... those wrinkles....but you speak all with your still clear and bright....eyes"]




Of course the fraudulent Welshman is right even if I am off as i dont like crowds...or people..... 
never mind swarms of em insatiable for "your stuff" [ copyrihght, experience... the actual real greatmind i had the privilege to share many a Portuguese soup with in the can...
Michael... 21 year old Russian mafioso....who in fact ran the can as they all knew he could spell honour...in actually seven languages he would rotate at lunchtime as reading
["Michael....why...i have watched you sat there so long and every day a new foreign to you language book...?"
"because.... I want to be the best...Mafia..... there are many millions of us.... we had no stuff, we want your....stuff...we will get....your stuff" ]
The only genius I ever met....in seven languages...



of course he's right...... each wave..... has in one way or other over time (as long as managed by dint of lethal fuckin trading standards laws keepin out their crap stuff....cameron could win over a whole nation if he dictated.....but of course Toryboys indeed dont know the price of milk and especially dont know that the gobstopper dummy stuck in his kid's mouths will have been made in Katowice or Canton and just under the requirements not to poison....and lets hope it did....
nt
cos all kids are innocent

Anyway end of piety..... prejudice is always looking for the other side of the coin..... 
There is no reason ever to close a border
Ever
(even if at last a bit of sanity as writ large here a few mths ago at last the vox pop of the bbc catches up "ehh maybe theyre not quite the innocent underbelly they seem.....ehh costs more than most of the Lower Paradise lot  for food for a month to get a ticket...even one way, no jacket class...")

Or at least know who you should chose...... in or not.


And having said to my man, the younger...... "this time..... I wont flake off and turn against the Green Goddesses and their many nasty fraud..... til I have time to start my own...... this time...... I am going all... that way.....  there is no problem never was......  it did like you say largely....work....so lets protect it .....I will, maybe even to the death.... " 


Please Let Europe Be

(but for gods sake keep the rotting scouse.... indeed burn the lot of em with their fuckin cloying sense of entitlement......   and smug crass kind of way that reminds me so much of ....

tbc











I must never never even for a moment let on....

Turnin right:
toothless, from violence...... a few years ago bad~boy...engaoled and he laughs about his "experiences" ....as younger madman....
indeed yeteraft on crutches....familiar with all the local druks and tarts....
The local secondary school always dreadful as they all are for miles and miles round here....Herefordhsire never mind Powys suffers the worst acedia Ive ever known....anywhere. Smug old folk, many far cleverer than any sailorboy Ed.....will never be found out as their dinosaur repression means the truthll never get out... theres a never,
which is called the region of the repressive Tory bully....
who even pretends....to wish the best for younger politicos.....

And the streets of his youth as stupid as you can find....so stupid they wouldnt know how to take it so personal....
(even if it's paradise, don't let on....i must never say)
All my life, I have in the main been just a bit curious in good minds..... the sceptical, the outside her smelly box thinker... the real man who will look for himself.... being wimmin sorry sadly in the main can only look at themelves....
Even the greats...Mr Lewontin on youtube race.....
Mr Ali...T
..... maybe i should maybe i really must.... everyone who gets....well " 70% is fist....i did 74!"
deserves....relative being the most important word and who cares if its got a bit easier......
Noone round here can....have a brain, it;s just not allowed....really....much....cept a few old gyppos who still know what common snse means...

This man..... surely, Ive tested him so often and he's quicker and
"of course dont be silly [even if he never knew what i write about, just over the road from where we stood passing the time and a roll up..is, the best reason EVER for we must all stick at it.....]
we must stay together in Europe...."
He just always gets it and has it....with impossible passion.....and sanity....
here, yes here~there.....
is the greatest new mind I have ever met..... by far......
Who would alone maybe get, this class riddled fucking arsehole of the universal MAggiesque petit LaTante Dilly suggar~adicted (and that includes ALL sweetstuf so fuck off jhippies with yer fructrose safe crap)consumerist selfish morononistan....
 is maybe
Because
of class
The worst kind of classism maybe anywhere
Even if every niggerland Ive lived in is almost as bad deep down so it dont matter
The class warriors (none left too bothered about what they may look like) if they had half his head.... would too get, nastiness causes thought......
That is what human is.....
It is because....of bourgoisie nasty Amisism that..... those repressed and empoversihed and overarrested underclass....
Will, to spite them.....
endure, and
.... I simply have never met as learned and balanced a brain....ever.........
He will be able to say, rightly so one day..... earnedly so
Dick, Tariq. John...... time for a new kid in town....and just as it should be, maybe even just a bit..... even better.
And as for Bernard..... Henri fuckin Levi warmonger..... no Frog, ever..... is gonna pip this guy to the Prix.....












I must never tell him of course.....!!!

In fact that is so playing~god (fuck been doin a lot of that lately....by pure chance)

oh yes, sadness, define....so sat there on the desktop, "SC old cases....as examples i think is the rest of the title of the folder"
Now, I retired, after seeing from inside how truly evil even all the pretend goddesses of the seventh dimension tarot and all the sales opportunities offered by the "networked" generation [poor Max...so wrong] ... that one can swap over a cuppa in Hay in facts it is so funny how all the Garway Hill tarts still swarm there... they talk of how truly awful it became ten years back.... yet still need  to retain the possibility of a fuckin raw~food sales op or mandalla or moonchart fuckin load of pants moneymaking op..... (i am still the only hippie i know but i rarely tell people, cos the pretend ones of course dont know the definition...as it is an inconvenient truth.....to paracopyphrase a world class hippo...)
so yes, retired, having on my desk and desktop....on the rare occasions it worked..... a handful of characters if they were in The Globe or at The Rainbow or other such sales conventions.... everyone would say how lovely they are...."nice" ....silly me I even made the mistake one December when my Shepherds serving wench i had known many years said "she seems nice" ...one who knows the rules says in rejoinder " ehh i thought you had a brain, one cannot begin to know anyone for months years.... and no one is nice, we are all so complex blah di.."
A handful of archetypes of the slightly upper Shambala~attending middle classes...... who are of course the most selfish, beyond~damage, child abusers ever.... especially the ones bleating about them being victim of the other badder parent...
give up. Forever.
Until, by pure wistful sitting staring you happenstance across a man....
Well, if you can actually beat the official paid~for "strongman" at a country fayre pretending to be Hardysesque but even there the chavs invaded...period..... I mean who dresses up like that topntails just to drink beer or lager at the beertent in a duff little bordertown....
all of em
Anyway forget them....Mr youngish farmer man...strongman, one would asume gentle giant......
There, having been bartered with..... "you take the little one, but when it grows up next spring.... I want his sperm..... oh and if you dont i will dob you in for lawbreaking [did you know fatman, theres a law against trading ferrets on showgrounds....surely surely more interesting, why.... than fuckin Ikea....but you always get in I live in the countryside ...so why so nervy about a ferret?? fraud....sadly... i like him.... for a fraud...]...."
"hark, did i spy......i know i did....? "
"you are a sufferer, I can tell, sense... that so frightened hug was one of many that you wonder if it will be the last time you ever have.....or hold her little hand in yours so massive
..."
"am i right....i have a good radar..."
[usual standard tawdry tale, otherside showground there she is..... spitting at him with his three young kids, seen purely by accident...its called a village...fete...no., not even in this supposed according to the Torygraph super little village to live at...if you have a pile of cash ]

"i will.... let you have some examples.....some parenting plans etc..... they are standard solution and as sure as that ferret is worth fifty never mind the tenner.... you Welsh, or even English....mediators will just steal your money too, and not even know what PP or PA even is...or guide you into one as the government bless their cotton bras and pink sox....  have for five years lobbied ...courtesy of me and my mates...well, largely me as pathfinding gamechanging landscape~engineer of all sorts of new paths, but we will not brag....cos it failed....
and as you are a rural man, even ferret friend.....twill all be for free and just gentle....blah di..."

sadly, I would bet all large nowadays piles of cash, ok was exaggerating to pepercornisata.....
he will not follow up on the first " will have a look" email reply....
sadly.....
sad.

But maybe that is as Ive been saying....
"turn left, bicycling this is..... bad feeling of bile rising....in gullet.....upper middle...right, equidistant.... wonderful lowerclass, and know it....smile"






The un~Welsh

(christ he's anti~semitic on them...silly me.... to, the wiseman and all that matters is he reads, Houelebecq....Zola in fact far better read than i have had the time to do as much old lit as i would have liked.....
Me tohe" I am not sure you get it, still, I live in a state of pure Grace behind a steel perimeter .. no, not one smallest ripple in the temperature coefficient that can see the big bang even if latest is it dont exist, even then.....  not one bit of the 90 odd percent that dark this'nthat can penetrate....... none of them/you/it....ever gets to me..... my only objective is that the slaves, whomever they may be at the time..... remain off benefits.... it is a truly impossible mission but.....
theres fuckall wrong with any of you....but the inability to know what love is..... etc....
not one bastard even knew where to find the lightswitch so as to spy grinding handle...it just so happens.... Grace..... floating above the East...Enders of all yer lives......because i have purpose, and always will....no matter what"


A scene, you would never see in America.....
(having earlier had.. the quip from the perpercornisata, who the other day I was a saying that we really should combine. "Lords and the Prolls...... surely, and you would look so good [the town agrees now] in lead charriot......  whom share victimness of Ozzy the great and his tax on the rural scum Leveller class and the Rackmans too........." and she DID get it......
And she is my court jester still...... by email
And really does daily make me laugh....for real.....


 (oh yes, "i am not here" a thing i say many a day... meaning I am not on holiday, they are for wimps..... and am....ok its like this, to the fraudulent fake Welshman who battles the jousts many a day, in public.... we are very very rude.... but I am pacifist and always will be, because i know what Grace means and how beautiful her crotch smells..... and yes, there is a unique match, there are just a few that in a lifetime are as if internet matched to ones own phenotype...and here there ~ even if there, like Lower O cos i am above it all, espesh the fray, are two....see ive never told anyone that....but you, dumb reader]

yes OMG i never ever copy anything of anyones silly garbage online which is now at the stage of even if all the monkeys in the world learned to read and lived forever they wouldnt have enough lifetimes to read just one days output....which becomes a rather interesting if dull concept ~ a bit like the speeding up inflation of the universe..... Corbyn and mates left behind in their inability to say, "it may be cheating and increasing the mad circle, even if Ozzers is even stupider cos 1.6 trils a lot of youthcubs, libraries, nay years output..... but your own personal Oystercard of fuckin quatity of easy cash is..... called growth, and its how every greedy stupid post~Maggie cyclical overegging yourself and going bust country ever got out of the pickle.... infate yerself out of the witches cauldron..... a bit.....till she catches up with the recipe book and finds a new way of stewing the bollocks....period......"  

But little miss OMG has been on the nigger desktop for yonks, rarely cant recall why now....
show.....




so where to start....well at least finish off the beginning of this mornings (well, lie, tonights....how wonderful apart from "sugar is poison" well I have a stolen copy of The Seeds of Change    stolen from th ebeeb library maybe thats why they dont fuckin know in their smugness that weve known that 30 plus years at least......  "ehh if you dont get 7 1/2 hours Most of The Time.....your a fearful uncreative prostitute who cant come up with their own Brave new World......" which is now the science even if it was obvious decades ago......
And they.....still, resist....Maggies poor deluded child which is of course what she was.....

Well, i say...... interr her, being the national sport is [ they dont even say the  LATE Ed...its as if the poor old androgodene is still alive to join Max and Rolf in a lifetime of stretches..... when its a youthcub and a half just to get them to first charge..... plus.....
I mean what a fuckin cuntry especially as Camilla stole all the cash and....
what with all those technical terms for intervention never game them what they really need.... time....huge fat piles of it always ..... and the state could never afford that.
SO never claim success....they didnt.]

There is only one real child abuser, because VISA paid for the Affluenza that abuses so many children and will for generations .... even if those poor Poles think its the answer to all ....
poor things
thats what fifty yrears behind means.

The one whom, put Mamon above all even if Max stupidly thinks that postcapitalist can be marketised...[niticeably they are descending into farce too...shame..i had some adniration]
Mr James, what with his younger newmum wife of course couldn't bring himself to talk honestly about the penis..... and how for example a stressed monkey in a cage will bite his off after playing with it for months on end ever second on the end.....
And that almost all forms of perversion are an expression of existential terrified angst.... paid for on Mastercard cos we never really could aford it all til.....
she
came along.......

Feminism, is..... never mind equalicism......   that the perpetrator, the real one.... even if her knobbly knees were Alan's delight.....  must Trump, all, always..... for her, their....own sake....  indeed, never mind Adolf, he really didnt know what the hell he was up to all that damage.....


I mean, even then....anyone like me with half an effete brain.... could tell, just from a few shortish trips....
import their ways.....
They, whom..... Mr voxpop from Tennessee or more likely Texan drawl......
He's clearly been countin every days since, never mind hating his fairly ok brain, at times even if doesnt know what get out of gaol espesh a hot one.....
"...hottdammm man.... six and a half years of his madness and now he's gonna go fuck all our fat jobs.....diggin the coal..... blahdi....."
Its almost as if...he has been waiting all those 6 1/2 years just for this moment.....

Now, France may be so horrid these days and mad that even Gerard ...(hmm, surely interesting, Primo gives up on life....Gerard on La Belle..... similarly interesting real events.....despite the cant., or even Zola)
But surely France would never...no leave that thread no point ....
At last...... how interesting, all sins can be washed away...... unlike viz by dint of their systems penal or credit  rating or otherwise...
I mean rednecks hate coons, period....rednecks are stupid and think theior land was for a moment Free.... and that theyve a godgiven right to guzzle gas forever too...... no matter what, I mean define ignorant trash ....
When the metropolitan nigger smartarse tells em no more......
Surely......
 this is going to be ....interesting.























indeed, having had an occasional tour into your screens what you, especially the most bad ones.... polute the interweb with by default i just laugh at poor poor you and your endless f'books of stupid lying smarmy crap trying to make you look good just cos you can share a funny pic...have done long long time ever since I saw Rachel's...i believe that was early '11 or was it '12..... pretending to be eco goddess and in fact her eco pad is paid for by recommending gold....
And doesnt even get the joke init when a nice enquiry....Xmas day (hhahh did u know xmas first appeared in print in the 1500s as abbreviation all the speedy bloggers of those days had a fuckin job to do too..... with the thought police in hot pursuit no timne even for appos....]

or using the right bracket.....
(and i see Mr Amis has even been copying me, my trend i started about 4 years ago to write the angst in sentences like.....
she.... well comma pity is all I can say semicolon consciences prick questionmark as maybe that time they did break the mould....one day fullstop
As does Ms Smith....so much for my fuckin privacy (and as I read NO other material, books, only a very rare glance for laughs at how awful as usual their reporting and voxpop is Gorniad..... ) all this collected fuckin simultaneous we're all at it....well I DID IT FIRST and if i didnt i never read anyone else who tried to bring out the acedia via including the words of punctuation in the lines.....
which is remarkable.

Anyway back to that last picture, and the so, well.......
Of course.... in fact there are a few, sidecars that is...... and how badly their couplings need a jolly good fix, or at least, despite their professing on the facebooks or even paper it's their role, at least as apprentice... they don't know what oilcans are for.....
Of course, I was wrong...... lead sidecar, well I assumed that there would be some knowledge of Pandora's rules.....
There are some (Gyppo yesterday even he....what a man.... he said "yes.. they [back on incomer scum from Midlands and all other non~rural places and mindsets [how lovely, my only technical term taken up a decade and half back...back in fashion at last...never forget they come around!..but of course the silly 20 somethings of gotta~get~on~the~wireless~at~any~cost for the cv going on about how awful it would be to have a few selfies...... repeating the same skirt..... I mean fuckin ell bring HIM....in....::::: just to make a point I WILL find the time to go back a few days and "listen again" whist its still free.....
at last - [in really gruff all~men~are~violent~abusers that poor Jeremy seems to be planning to use as how to get em reelectable....ehh...... Socialists are meant to be able to read, law reports say......I mean family stuff, boring and edited highlights....but its quite obvious that most of the editing is on just how fuckin nasty the lies almost always female...are....and a true feminist, like me for ex..... wishes females to be, indeed presumes they will be.....equal..... in the porkie stakes too......
and honour
at last, in brutal abusive language, to the poor politician/ minster/ her scales and PR team.... " you are fuckin lying...every word, its almost as Idiot Wind as you can get ..." as was his really nasty fuckin cant stand any more of their spin and lies and pretencions and precious garbage.....i actually cried with laughter....and hope.....]


The picture!
yes, what is the thread.....so so many to weave.,,,,now I really know why i need to.....
["74%... and the redline for first is 70...... and me no teef...... "]

Sidecars, of course i was fool, even if i assume plan A b and c......always.... that i will fail, in the most unfailing sensible course ever....
All of them..... Pandora says that the rules are [ I mean i was effete, atomised, vain, narcoterrorist, all that expert at it....25 even if lucky and weird by dint  !she, said that yestercoffee and i told her my fave saying just to be sardonic and piss off readers she laughed.....]  weird....dint of still even living in the odd metropolis....still grew own veg in my garden and still once every 3 weeks het out no matter what the cost to some Welsh hills and fuckin forget stupid human.....all of em....
is the definition of how to remain, sane and ... in touch with facts, reality...... onesself....
anyway i know what selfish stupid creep means..... but also, courtesy of whom exactly i wish i really knew.......cos it wasnt my dreadful parents.... there are rules, one is peeking at someone elses private stuff, even if always left out.....  has a consequence, always.....
I myself would never dream of breaking that rule and only ever once part sneaked a preview....but surely she left her bundle of faxes out because she couldnt bring herself to express her sorry lies.....
Never complained i had a look.......
At the truly mad stuff within.....
Anyway define modern females, they dont know the rules........ because there are some, universal.......  and define well.... so what.... I failed..... trust i suppose is as endlessly oralised...... to be earned...

Peek, and..... trust is gone forever..... hmm what is life without trust.
Except.... the story....is a Z illion times....more poignant and interesting.....and the thing about these poor British wimmin from the sickest cuntry in Europe by far [interesting so many seem to agree with me on that one too these days] .....  who dont know the rules....
Is that the rules are, no matter what, even if I would dearly love a life where all passwords are forever the same, shared, all workstations left on hibernate with no hurdle of a login.....
A real man..... keeps part back, just in case.......

Only one person, knows the significance...in some of the many levels....of that dark red panel. pictured........ (and sidecar nearly got it, but never will..... I, no one else, I......even if it's a holiday trinket from Sardon...... have many years had my nodding pussy on my dash...... when it mattered)