I wasn't going to post, I know. I was going to be too tired, I know (and I almost am)..........but the whole Iraq thang (sic) gets me so angry on so many different fucking levels.
Tonight I have witnessed, on the late news, people giving their verdict on Tony Blair's 10 years in office. I have already voiced mine so there is no need to once again stress the point here that I think he is, and always will be, an abject twat. One woman, however, was the mum of a British solider who had died in Iraq and, while I obviously sympathise with the loss of her loved one, her expressions of disgust at TB make me want to hacksaw my own foot off!!
Did she voice outrage at Blair's hijacking of a once proud party which stood for the common man and woman? No! Her anger was that he had sent her son to die in Iraq!! Well, excuse me, but he joined the fucking Army, didn't he? What the fuck did she think he would be doing with his time? Repairing leaky pipes in Staines? Answering Lloyds TSB banking queries in Madras? Wallpapering in Maidstone? Going to war kinda comes with the fucking territory, doesn't it? Yes, I know, it was an illegal war but aren't nearly all of them, post-Hitler? "Oh, I waved him off at Portsmouth with his gun, hand grenades, bazooka, knives and pistol, hoping that he would kill loads of Johnny Arabs for me, and he ended up getting potted. It is an outrage."
Here's an idea. If you don't want to die in needless, illegal wars, DON'T JOIN THE FUCKING ARMY!!!!
Then we get onto the stupid fucking "should Prince Harry go to Iraq" discussion. Well, half of me says: "'Scuse me, Colonel Blimp, he's in the fucking Army. What else is he supposed to do? How many other of the fuckers over there can honestly say they are fighting for the Queen? He's going to kick ass on behalf of his own fucking gran!!!!"
Then the other half of me says: "Ok, I have been conscripted and I'm in it now. Do I really want to be sat alongside some jug-eared, brain-dead, patentlyu illigitimate, ginger cunt who's in line to the British throne? I think they might just aim a few in our direction and, being Pither, the chances are that Harry would walk away laughing and I would end up with a fully ventilated head!"
I don't think the argument should be "Do we send Harry to Iraq?" I think we should be saying: "Why not send him, his brother, his dad, his granny and the whole fucking lot of them to Iraq?"
Sorry, I have nothing against the Royal Family as individuals, as long as I don't have to pay for them and as long as we don't cling on to some Stewart ideal of the divine rule of kings. Having said that, they can all fuck off to Grantham - via Iraq!
I am, finally, going to bed now.
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10 comments:
And to think my old man went to war for cunt's like you !!
Johnny in Chingford
No. 1. Read the "post-Hitler" bit, you ignorant cunt. My old man was in THE fucking war (for the Allies).
No. 2. Which side was your old man on? Does he still manage to go to the reunions in Munich?
No. 3. Chingford!!!! Does anybody really ever admit to that after the political abortion you lot spawned? He's a fucking tortoise-headed Nazi!!
No. 4. If you are Billy I shall be really, really, REALLY ANNOYED!
Not me, guv. There's no way on Earth I'd pretend to come from Chingford, even in jest. Even Widnes would be preferable to that.
Anyway, I'm with you, in fact, on this one. I don't know which is more incomprehensible - the fact of us being in Iraq at all, or the apparent surprise expressed in some quarters that some lads are being killed there.
What's that about supping with the Devil requiring a long spoon?
BGT
And I also know that the common mistake of using an unnecessary possessive apostrophe with a plural noun is something that only twats do.
Unless we're talking about Sarge, of course - he used to be dreadful for it. But I doubt if he posted the first comment here.
BGT
BGT
Heh heh, harsh but fair Reginald.
My old man was in the war. He fought for the allies in a Yugoslav partisan army. In the 1980's he sent a Conservative election leaflet back to their HQ with the word BULLSHIT scrawled across it in large letters. There were a lot of things to hate about him, but those are two things that redeem him.
Dear BGT,
Thanks for the agreement regarding militarism. As regards your criticism of my use of English (and I still can't find the word you're on about), I hope you grow up to be fat, balding, cynical and the sort of twat I only talk to on Sunday afternoons after everyone else has left but the Summerhouse is still open. Hang on a bit.............
Dear Betty,
Good on your old man. A hero in my eyes. Fighting for something for a reason, and in an almost impossibly dangerous situation! I buy men like that, and in fact any WWII vets, beers in pubs on Remembrance Day because of their bravery. I couldn't do what they did, although you never know until the circumstances are thrust upon you.
As for Johnny in Chingford, apart from being an ignorant twat, he is also the sort of git who chants "if it weren't for us you'd all be speaking German" at international football matches featuring England and fails to see the irony of it all.
As I said, good old WWII was the last war which HAD to be fought. Everything since that has been politics.
Many apologies if you felt I had offended your dad - I'm sure you know I have the utmost respect for men (and women) of that ilk. It is Chingford Johnnies and political, war-mongering wankers I can't stand.
Keep your powder and your pants dry.
Dear BGT,
Thanks for the agreement regarding militarism. As regards your criticism of my use of English (and I still can't find the word you're on about), I hope you grow up to be fat, balding, cynical and the sort of twat I only talk to on Sunday afternoons after everyone else has left but the Summerhouse is still open. Hang on a bit.............
Dear Betty,
Good on your old man. A hero in my eyes. Fighting for something for a reason, and in an almost impossibly dangerous situation! I buy men like that, and in fact any WWII vets, beers in pubs on Remembrance Day because of their bravery. I couldn't do what they did, although you never know until the circumstances are thrust upon you.
As for Johnny in Chingford, apart from being an ignorant twat, he is also the sort of git who chants "if it weren't for us you'd all be speaking German" at international football matches featuring England and fails to see the irony of it all.
As I said, good old WWII was the last war which HAD to be fought. Everything since that has been politics.
Many apologies if you felt I had offended your dad - I'm sure you know I have the utmost respect for men (and women) of that ilk. It is Chingford Johnnies and political, war-mongering wankers I can't stand.
Keep your powder and your pants dry.
No offence taken Reginald. I thought your response to Johnny was quite funny actually.
Arselicking ... don't you just love it?
Dear Betty,
I would, no doubt, love arse-licking. I just can't seem to get round it!
Ooh Reg, you are a knob. The naughty apostrophe wasn't in your comment, it was that Chingford chap's. Read it all again and you'll get it.
You should really try changing to the decaff. Or even better, sign off now and go to the chuffin' pub. Mine's a Grolsch.
BGT
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