This is twelve types of awesome.
This is twelve types of awesome.
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So, famous racist and renowned village idiot Nick Griffin appeared on BBC’s ‘Question Time’ program last night.
Don’t know if you heard about that?
Of course you did.
And now here I am, casting my own tuppenny opinion into an already full well of lefty ‘outrage’. How predictably cliche’d.
The BBC did a masterful job of promotion for this show. They trumpeted it through all their news outlets and it made headlines in most of the places where news headlines are.
In fact, if you look at it is being purely a promotional move to increase the profile of Question Time and the BBC it would put boxing, wrestling and UFC in the shade. 8,000,000 viewers (myself included) tuned in to witness Jerry Springer-esque levels of outrage, audience riot and hijinx. Although sadly (in a way) we were denied such drama. I was hoping I’d witness an event worthy of a worldwide headline the following day. Considering all the good people who’ve been assassinated I thought maybe the universe would seek to balance that out (and how better to do it than live on air to an audience of 8 million)?
Instead, what I witnessed was a hugely divisive and cynically formatted show where talking about current issues was secondary to the theatre and spectacle of destroying a man live on TV while giving massive amounts of attention to the least able of the entire panel.
Before I come to Question Time itself though , something regarding the protests against the BBC…
A word used an awful lot in the past two days is ‘outrage’.
I’m getting weary of hearing it and am in danger of losing all comprehension of what it actually means anymore (try repeating a word to yourself over & over to see what I mean, it gradually loses all meaning). I will however, use it as needed in this piece and then promptly mothball it for a good few months R&R.
Many people were/are ‘outraged’ that the BBC would allow Griffin onto Question Time in the first place, arguing his politics are those of hate, fear, repression and (at worst) total fascism. While I don’t disagree with this (and I find the BNP just as repugnant, ignorant and retrogressive as the next ‘outraged’ lefty), I do have to say that anyone protesting against the BBC for allowing them a platform to speak has fundamentally ignored or missed the point of what a democracy is.
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Tagged: Batman Arkham Asylum, Democracy, Nick Griffin, Question Time, Racism, The BBC, The BNP
So much for my belief that food poisoning doesn’t actually exist and is, in fact, merely a fictionalised ailment designed for an easy day off work.
Although, to be honest, I’m still pretty sure 90-95% of all supposed cases of food poisoning absolutely are fictitious and designed for an easy day off work (way back when I was a student I used it as an excuse twice myself), but not this time.
My case came after 31 years of never having any kind of food poisoning. Indeed, I’ve always considered myself a person of quite sturdy constitution, having what I can only describe as an invincible dustbin for a stomach.
This dustbin has seen me through many a reheated plate of rice, cupboard-stored mayonnaise jar and two week old refrigerated christmas turkey. Sadly however, nothing is invincible and nothing is forever. In a turn of events that have clearly been cosmically designed to knock me down a peg or two I did, for the first time suffer from food poisoning and now not only emphatically believe it exists, but will have to take steps to avoid ever getting it again…
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Tagged: Food Poisoning, potato salad, Batman Arkham Asylum
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The following picture is an ancient Egyptian bust dating back 3,599 years and can be found at The Field Museum in Chicago.
Sculpted from Egyptian limestone, the bust bears more than a passing resemblance to the recently deceased ‘King Of Pop’, Michael Jackson in his latter years:

A curator of the museum said Jackson has never visited there and insists the bust is a sculpture of an Egyptian woman.
Now, when I first saw the headline, I was ready to blow this off as people seeing only what they want to see, but I have to admit there’s an undeniable likeness there (and I’ll avoid the cheap joke about how it’s accurate even down to the missing nose).
The only possible (and logical) explanation I can see is that Michael Jackson is, in fact, an immortal shapeshifting timelord and this is nothing more than a prop from an early stage show.
Let’s look at the facts…
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Director: Phyllida Lloyd
Meryl Streep - Donna Sheridan
Pierce Brosnan – Sam Carmichael
Colin Firth – Harry Bright
Stellan Skarsgård – Bill Anderson
Julie Walters – Rosie
Dominic Cooper – Sky
Amanda Seyfried – Sophie Sheridan
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Gay, but fun.
But mostly gay.
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If, like my mum, you have no experience of ever using the internet but somehow firmly believe it to be a library of pornography and other assorted evils then identity theft is something you may already (irrationally) fear.
When the internet is described it can sound more like the crime-ridden Gotham City but, in reality, you’re very unlikely to come across the murdered bodies of Bruce Wayne’s parents or have to leap out of the way of a Batmobile speeding irresponsibly.
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Tagged: Sainsburys, PC, identity fraud, identity theft, internet porn, gotham city, soundbites, buzzwords, seedy backstreets, dark corners, deep recesses, blade runner, batman, cyber criminal, electronic fraud, king tut, the mad hatter, caped crusader, pride park, derby, india, fraud, card cloning, immigrants, asylum seekers, daily mail, hacking for dummies, wanking arm, hacking, cyber crime, common sense, firewall, antivirus, padlock, plasma screen, government data loss, child data security breaches, HSBC losing customer details
First, a definition (from dictionary.com);
–noun
Origin:
The beginnings of this event are believed to have emerged in Stoke some time in July 2009 on a Friday and the first Triathlon was completed two days later in Nottingham after three consecutive evenings of takeaway food. This excessive behaviour was formalised into an event in order to ease the guilt of participants’ respective conscience.
Further reading:
thisiswhyyourefat.com – innovative resource for training & nutrition tips
formerfatguy.com – former athlete turned quitter
yahoo.com – good training suggestions (ladies, try pregnancy!!)
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Ever wanted the satisfaction of shaving the guilt off each mouthful of processed & refined sugar carbohydrate knowing that what you’re doing isn’t, as previously thought, shovelling food into your face like sand into a cement mixer? Well, as a Takeaway Triathlete, what you’re doing is putting in the training necessary to compete in the Takeaway Triathlon.
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