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Thursday, 2 October 2008

Imagine


I could imagine Virgin Rail running an efficient and inexpensive rail service.
I could imagine the Pope coming out onto his balcony on Easter morning and telling everyone gathered in St Peter's Square to “fuck off!”
I could imagine not getting any pleasure from shooting Michael Winner in the head.
I could imagine landing on Mars next week and opening a small pottery shop.
I could imagine believing Jeffrey Archer.
I could imagine watching Katie Derham read the news without wondering once what colour her bush is.
I could imagine chatting to Nigella Lawson without staring at her tits.
I could imagine thinking footballers aren’t paid enough.
I could EVEN imagine the Queen having a shit!!

BUT………..America………going Socialist………under Bush?????????????

Trouble is, I don’t think there’s an unadulterated Clause 4 in this startling new brand of Socialism. Now, call me cynical if you like, but I’ve got a feeling that instead of the workers truly controlling the means of production – in this case, the production of absolutely NOTHING except obscene profits – I think the workers are having to make good losses brought about by the abject greed of a few so that same few can go on making obscene profits, safe in the knowledge that if they should fuck up again then the workers will pay their debts.

It’s a bit like playing Russian roulette and getting your brother to put the gun to his head and pull the trigger while you bet on the outcome with his money.

Is it really a form of Socialism? On the face of it, yes. The Government – i.e. the common people – takes control of an industry and guarantees its losses to ensure all in it remain gainfully employed and in business.

Look a little deeper, however, and it is, in fact, the zenith (or should that be nadir) of Capitalism. Capitalists – true, 100 per cent, unashamed Capitalists - produce nothing. They just gamble on man-made gaming systems and make piles of cash unimaginable to the likes of you and me. The trouble with gambling is that you can lose, as well as win. So how do these greedy pigs remove this slight insect from the balm? They persuade the Government – i.e. the common people – to back them and make good any losses they make. Sadly, the deal does not involve the common people sharing out their winnings. No, the pigs keep those!! It is the perfect form of gambling – gambling with other people’s money and keeping the winnings while offloading the losses.

It’s a belter!

Actually, I don’t think it’s going to work. I still think everything is going to go tits up and you and me will be turfed out of our homes and reduced to servitude. Will the men and women who brought all this about suffer likewise? Well, to answer that, here are two little facts for you:

1. Bradford and Bingley Bank has gone tits up and so we have had to wade in to save it. That has left every man and woman in this country having to GUARANTEE £35,000 in payouts to each of its investors should it fail again.

2. The man who brought about this monumental fuck up by greed and blithering incompetence is Richard Pym. He is the boss of the bank and he is GUARANTEED a half-yearly bonus of £375,000.

1 comment:

The Birdwatcher said...

Don't think there is any choice but to bail the system out to be honest. What is needed is some serious regulation, but I doubt we'll get that as it will interfere with the market and we can't do that can we. And just think, in January we could be a heart beat away from having Sarah Palin President of the US of A. That is seriously scary.

WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007

SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1. From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).

Monday, 12 November 2007

Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.

....And On the Subject of Great Public Services

I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.

...There's More

On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!

Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!

Oh...........my............God!!!!! My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!

Tuesday, 18 September 2007.

I wish I'd sung this! For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can. (P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.) P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.

To Make You Laugh and Cry

I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons. On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
This Is My Life, Rated
Life: 4.2
Mind: 4.1
Body: 2.7
Spirit: 8
Friends/Family: 1.6
Love: 0
Finance: 5.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"

I First Saw This When I Was Little - And Loved It! I Hope That Explains a Few Things

Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck

It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact. To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:

Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........

In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today. The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared. Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.

Life On The Edge - No Net.

I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal? Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having! Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting! Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.

The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?

Be honest........

IT'S THE QUIZ OF THE WEEK! JUST SCROLL DOWN AND HIT "FULL QUIZ".