Easy question……

Morrissey opens his mouth again to proclaim that what McDonald’s and KFC do everyday regards animal cruelty is far worse than what happened in Norway.

So here’s the question……

HOW BIG OF A CUNT IS MORRISEY?

Sorry……

If anyone has been reading this, you’ll have noticed a marked lack of content recently. No I haven’t become so laid back that nothing bothers me anymore, but I’m afraid that real life took over for a bit.

I managed to pick up a few bits of conference work and I have also been working on our website which is now up at www.peterandhils.com content is somewhat thin on the ground just at the moment, but my latest CD is there and there will be more to follow……

I do have some serious ranting to catch up on as well so stay tuned!

You have been warned!!

What……REALLY?

So, a shocking internet post claims that Britain’s Got Talent (and please remember that in my humble opinion this show is the single best argument in favour of genocide that I have ever encountered), is fixed!

You did not just mis-read that……

Yep, that saccharin coated crap fest might actually be rigged. This is probably the least surprising story of the current (no strike that), of any millennium. Is anybody really dumb enough to believe that this show ever had anything to do with talent. Of course not, Mr Cowell’s not a bloody charity and he expects a very good return on his investment, do we honestly think that would mean leaving matters in the hands of a force as random as Joe Public?

Is it true? I don’t really give a monkey’s, it’s schlock TV aimed largely at a target audience who gave up caring what brand of horse shit they watch years ago. The tears flow as we are regaled with the hard luck stories, does it always have to be for ‘my dead mum/dad/granny/cat’ or whatever motivating factor the would be ‘superstar’ thinks will garner the most sympathy and thus translate into the most votes.

Can’t anyone want to be a performer just for the joy of it, without the spur of a decomposing or severely ill relative to tug at the heart strings of the credulous audience?

The worst part? The fact that these saps are completely sold on the notion that they will break big, that they’ll be the ones who go on to make millions. Let’s get real, most of them will be bloody lucky if anyone knows who the hell they are six months after the show goes off air, and the only person getting rich……

……well you don’t need me to tell you the answer to that one.

The only surprise here is that anyone is surprised!

Another of those WTF moments

Add to the category of ‘you couldn’t make it up’……

A 33 year old father of 5 (and convicted burglar), is to argue in court that his 8 month sentence (4 for burglary and 4 for dangerous driving), “violates his right to respect for family life under article eight of the Human Rights Convention”, it gets better because he’s been granted legal aid, guess who’ll pick up the bill for that then.

Article eight covers “right to respect for private and family life” and his lawyers seem to think he has a good chance because under article eight the sentence appears to have a “disproportionate” effect on his family life……

Fuck me!!!! I know that for the most part I’ll be preaching to the converted already, but this country really needs to wake the fuck up before it’s too bloody late. I suppose that the actions of this twat had no effect on the human rights of his victims, if they did then that fact seems to have been swept under the carpet for the purposes of this case. This moron has joint custody so it’s not like his kids have no one to care for them, perhaps he needs to consider the effect his actions have on his family, he’s hardly what you’d call a role model, rather than try and leverage his way out of the consequences of his crimes using them.

Once again it seems that the human rights act does what it’s best at, protects the rights of scumbags, costs the taxpayer money and makes the lawyers an extra few quid, and don’t get me started on the swathe of looney liberals who I’ve heard trying to defend this case this morning already, to a man (sorry, person), they are as clueless as a monkey in charge of a submarine!

Perhaps there does need to be some system in place to safeguard human rights, but equally I think it’s time we added a caveat to the act which states that if you’re not going to play by societies rules then you can’t expect those rules to protect you if you act like such a spectacular douche bag! 

Working Girl

So, there we are on the station run this morning and we pass by a bus stop where a young lady wearing little more than a belt (cunningly disguised as a skirt), is flashing her stocking tops to the world.

Now don’t take me for a prude, it’s a great look for a night out maybe and as a card carrying member of the male gender, a look which in the right place I can whole heartedly approve of, but if the lady is off to work, then I can only think of one profession where rocking up in this outfit is going to be acceptable……

……either that or dress standards really have gone tits up since the days when I used to have to hire staff.

Kill me now……

That’s it, I REALLY need to find a job, I’ve started to browse ‘chick flicks’ on iTunes...

…and you know what? I even considered buying one, good lord I must be bored.

Goddamn it……well He would but I think Saturday’s little debacle kind of proved that at the very least He ain’t payin’ attention anymore. I mean, couldn’t even get off His omnipotent arse to rapture us all.

 Oh well, time for coffee and then maybe I’ll start building my escape shuttle for 2012!

Let’s all pick a date we agree on

It can’t be that difficult, can it?

I mean supposedly you’re all getting the message from the same source, is it too much to expect that you all concur?

How many more times must I prepare my loved ones for the oncoming zombie apocalypse, only to find out that you bloody religious zealots have stuffed up……again!

It’s a hell of a chore I can tell you, the tears, recriminations and general merriment (unfounded and misplaced in my opinion) as I once again ready my underground bunker (which I hasten to add took me bloody weeks to carve out with a serving spoon, and do I get any thanks?), to withstand the massed legions of the undead and save those I hold dear from the oncoming smite-fest……and nothing happens!!!

I’m telling you, it is getting harder to convince those around me that there is any breath of sanity left in me……