Zombie blogging

You may have noticed that my posting has been almost non-existent for the last 2 months.

The reasons are myriad. They are much the same as those touched upon by Obo and others.

The Con-Dem government are just as dreadful, overbearing and untrustworthy as the shitbags they replaced.

We are still being sold out to the EU. Those who make the effort are still being taken for a ride by those who don’t. Taxes are rising. The war on the motorist has far from come to an end. The database state is writ large and growing. The police continue to bully, beat and belittle members of the public. The CPS continue to pursue prosecutions that are absurd and chilling. The civil servants and the unelected rump of local government are still very much in control.

The day after day, drip drip drip of screeching and shroud-waving by the special interest groups who are facing cuts… police, students, librarians, imbecilic outreach workers, antediluvian union throwbacks, the teachers, the BBC etc makes me want to vomit.

Of course none of them want their particular slice of pie trimming. And of course they can come up with all sorts of doomsday scenarios, to scare the mongs into compromising, from dead babies to rape & pillage.

Listen up, people. You’ve been on an amazingly accommodating gravy train for the last 10+ years. It’s heading for the buffers,fast, and you should hope it can be brought to a controlled stop, or we are ALL fucked.

I’ve been paying for it. I’ve long since had enough of paying for it. Do you get that? Do you get that for years and years, I’ve paid much higher than average contributions to the state, in taxes, and that I have never, and will likely never, receive anything even approaching value for money? Do you see how that might piss me off?

So shed those sweet sweet tears, as your precious edifices are chipped away at. They are manna from heaven for me.

But they are not enough. The state will continue to expand in real terms, liberty will continue to be diminished, from the EU and the UK.

So back to the initial point. Of blogging, or lack of it.

The political blogowotsit is really all either a self-affirming echo chamber of back-slapping chums, or an argument with a shouty, and usually illiterate, brick wall, isn’t it?

I’ve given it a fair go, and it has become tiring. As Mr Condescension of the Guardian suggests, I’m feeling a lack of rage and anger – his reasoning is quite faulty, even if he stumbles upon some accurate conclusions.

So what’s changed? Why the quiet? Wither the fury?

Well, rage, anger and fury spring from the tiny hope that things can get better.

And so these vigorous emotions have given way to abject despair. You can see for yourself in the archives that the cynic in me never really expected things to be any different under the new lot. But I had to hope that the end of the Blair/Brown era would be a watershed.

And now what hope there was, however silly it might have been, is all but extinguished.

Nothing has changed. Nor will it.

The Labour monster was cast out and the dying hydra’s heads are snapping at each other furiously. It’s an amusing sideshow, but it’s of little consequence.

I’m not expecting the burden of taxation to ever be reduced in real terms. We have already been shown what we suspected – that Cameron’s pledges on the EU are meaningless, because Lisbon trumps the need for further legislation or treaty changes. The lights will still be going out before the end of this parliament, thanks to the influence of the Lib Dems on energy policy. I don’t expect to walk into a pub where I can smoke ever again. I don’t expect the police to be reformed for the better. I don’t expect the CPS to be taken in hand. I don’t expect family justice, or the judicial and punitive bias against men to improve. I don’t expect appeasement of radical Islam to decline. I don’t expect the transport system to improve; overcrowding, no new roads, vainglorious rail projects, hellish airports, spiralling costs, penalties and delays.

And a million Prima Donnas are crying about some marginal cuts to their pet projects?

So you see, *sigh*…  What’s the fucking point?

I need to change tack. I also need someone to edit my heavily medicated stream of consciousness. Apply in the comments section.



Alas, my sights were set too high, and I didn’t make it into the top 100.

Maybe next year, if I’ve not been driven to a murder-suicide rampage by then.


108 is:

Thanks for the votes, folks.

Keep reading and keep commenting.


Welcome to the 51st shittiest blog, evaaaaaarrr.

You just can’t buy vindication like this:

The UK’s 100 Worst Political Blogs

While Iain is currently rattling off the annual Top 100 politics blogs, it’s time to look at the real stinkers polluting political blogland. This list was compiled from those who voted in the 100 Worst UK Politics Blogs poll that ran between 10th July and 11th August.

60) Shot By Both Sides
59) Butterflies and Wheels
58) Duff and Nonsense
57) Nick Robinson’s Newsblog
56) Though Cowards Flinch
55) Mac Uaid
54) Islamophobia Watch
53) Who Goes Home?
52) Welsh Bloggers
51) Al Jahom’s Final Word
50) Elliott Joseph
49) Luke Akehurst
48) Benedict Brogan
47) The Exile
46) Blurred Clarity
45) spEak You’re bRanes
44) LabourList
43) Aaronovitch Watch
42) Craig Murray
41) Andrew Allison
40) Archbishop Cranmer

Gawd bless all you haters :o)

Because it really isn’t worth blogging unless you can piss people off sometimes.


Non-stories, gubbins and gibberish.

There’s practically nothing else about at the moment, so I’ll summarise.

The Hague thing. A non-story about him sharing a hotel room with his special advisor, who is a bloke. Salacious nonsense obscuring the only legitimate question, which is whether Hague misused public funds in any way.

On-going denormalisation of smokers in the rented property market. A non-story based on a poorly interpreted marketing survey. Most landlords are pragmatic in my experience, and the ones that aren’t don’t remain landlords for very long.

It’s remains to be seen whether or not the matter of #metgate is a non-story or not.

Not so much a non-story as a ‘well, what a surprise’ story, in which a front company for Tesco buys up a town centre, allows it to become run down, then along comes Tesco offering to ‘do the town a favour’ by building a massive Tesco store in its place.

Someone called Tony Blair has a book out. In it, he reveals that always was, and still is, a complete and utter cunt. Still, with any luck, it will cause enough enmity in the Labour party to keep the wrecking bastards in unelectability hell for a generation or two.

The Director General of the BBC seems to have taken to referring to the present in the past tense. He has ‘has admitted the corporation was guilty of a ‘massive’ Left-wing bias in the past’. As if it’s gone away. Pfffft.

In other news, top fungal blogger Simon Cooke has decided to poke Jack of Kent in the eye over his apparently contradictory definition of his own liberalism.

I’m fast arriving at the conclusion that Jack of Kent is a cult leader & I have little doubt that he’s in the process of setting up a compound for all his faithful believers in deepest Kent. Jack of Koresh more like.

Mr  Cooke has also, in case you missed them previously, written some good stuff on the emergent New Puritans.

More anon, doubtless.


Cat-Bin Lady Backstory

As provided by one of my commenters:

I Knew Cat Woman. Exclusive!

Midway through my sandwich this lunchtime my jaw dropped involuntarily as I read the name of the infamous ‘cat woman’ of Coventry – the object of the worldwide Facebook hate campaign following CCTV footage of her petting a cat and then callously flinging it by the scruff of the neck into a wheelie bin where it remained imprisoned for 15 terrified hours and might well have starved to death had the owner not heard faint miaows just in time.

Fifteen years ago I worked with Mary Bale at the Royal Bank of Scotland in Coventry.

Read on…


Post of the day

I haven’t read much yet today, but I’m sure Obo and his commenters have hit the nail on the head.

What is wrong with people?

I can’t understand it. People are so willing to subjugate themselves to the (usually mad) desires of others: Islamic imams, Christian popes, social democratic demagogues, Fabianist control freaks, Common Purpose bullies, small-minded Britishnessers, Europhiliac bureaucrats, militant Atheist cuntards or whatever other fucking nutjob thing drives you.

Why are so few people prepared to just stand on their own and, more importantly, be proud of that fact? Why do people have to subject themselves to some laughable idea of "community", rather than just be an individual who voluntarily interacts with other individuals when it’s to both parties’ benefit?

And why am I regarded as a "beyond-the-fringe" nutjob for wanting to be this?



Freewoman of England said…

Because most people are sheep, they are content to follow the herd, and have herd instincts.
Us on the other hand are goats and they perceive us as a different species.

It also has to do with education and propaganda. People living on a cheap diet of potatoes and bread and processed food are not as brainy or liable to get pissed off either. Half of them don’t understand what the fuss is all about because their IQs are less than 100 Bell curve and all that

Although under EU rules goats and sheep are one.

WV nosed I kid you not ( pardon the goat pun)

27 Aug 2010 07:27:00

Wizbit said…

I can’t really add much to what Freewoman of England has already said… but I’ll try and expand…
People, on the whole, are either too scared or too lazy to think and form their own, individual opinions. It’s much easier or safer for them to piggy-back those of others – making them easy to manipulate and influence. This is why propaganda works so well.

Look at what garbage is popular on television. People watch garbage like X-Factor and such like because other people do. They want the comfort of being part of a group and, again, scare of individualism.

Football is another example. The amount of times I have heard people regurgitating opinions they have heard on television and passing them off as their own.

I could go on and on about this subject and probably sound quite scathing in my observations about the general public… but I will just post a link to an article that was in NewScientist last month (hope that’s OK):


"…when it comes to music preference, we behave like sheep. Social scientists have long wondered whether other social transformations – including everything from the popularity of a politician to a change in behaviour to mitigate climate change – arise through independent, individual choice, as many people simultaneously come to similar decisions, or instead through influence, as people copy others’ behaviours."

27 Aug 2010 08:30:00

JuliaM said…

"Look at what garbage is popular on television. "

Do we have to? *shudder*

27 Aug 2010 08:35:00

gladiolys said…

I think it’s a matter of confidence. People feel safer in crowds, the anonymity of being in a mass. It takes a certain amount of self-belief to stand alone… and a certain resilience to hang on to it after several others have tried to kick it out of you (literally).

27 Aug 2010 08:39:00

John Whitley said…

It could also be said that most ‘libertarians’ are perfectly happy to submit themselves to the authority of the Monarch and Lords. Not to mention any cunt that owns ‘properteh’. Worse, they expect the rest of us to follow likewise.

@Freewoman. We’re not sheep. We’re not goats. We’re human beings. Get over it.

27 Aug 2010 08:48:00

Anonymous said…

"Look at what garbage is popular on television. People watch garbage like X-Factor and such like because other people do. They want the comfort of being part of a group and, again, scare of individualism."

And people like to slag if off because the other social side do.
And then people like to slag of people that slag of things because they are conforming *head asplode*

Sometimes people watch something because they like to.

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

"It could also be said that most ‘libertarians’ are perfectly happy to submit themselves to the authority of the Monarch and Lords. Not to mention any cunt that owns ‘properteh’"

what is this i don’t even.

27 Aug 2010 09:25:00

Wossat? said…

And why are you regarded as a "beyond-the-fringe" nutjob for wanting to be this?

Because independent thinkers who refuse to conform to the meme du jour scare the shit out of sheeple.

27 Aug 2010 09:26:00

Anonymous said…

Yea most of the sheeples would just walk straight into the showers if they where told to do so by a nice middle class lady ,it’s for your own good you know.

hsssssssssssssssssssss !

27 Aug 2010 09:29:00


Jill said…

Not everyone wants to be a self-fellating, iconoclastic, snotty bastard?! Perhaps there’s something in the evolutionary psychology argument. You must be a mutant. The future of humanity perhaps.

Breed, man, breed.

I dunno, in truth. But you won’t convert anyone with this post. In fact, you’re in danger of sounding as shrill as Richard Dawkins on the subject of God.

27 Aug 2010 09:32:00

No wonder he’s the 4th most popular Libertarian blogger. The cunt.


What DK said

The IPSA thing rolls on.

I’ve said my piece. Obo has kept the flame alight.

DK steps up to the crease to open the third innings, with style and alacrity.

He responds to a pretty lame cri de coeur relayed by Tory Boy*.

Perhaps these morons could try the old “oh, I couldn’t work out how to do it” on HMRC and see what the reaction is? It would be something along the lines of “you owe us a £100 surcharge plus 10% interest for every day that you fail to submit. Oh, and stop fucking whining about it, twatface.” Which, coincidentally, is pretty much what my response to this IPSA debacle is.

I say, more power to IPSA’s elbow: make these MPs suffer and maybe—just maybe—these people will stop trying to tie the rest of us up in bureaucratic knots. And even if they don’t, at least they’ll be having a miserable time.

Do read the whole thing, and admire DK’s ability to make the post stand up without invoking Tom Harris.

While you’re at it, read DK’s take on Chris Huhne’s fuckwitted energy policy. It reflects my view very well indeed.


* He loves it so

The Annual Whorananny Is Upon Us

It’s that time again.



Iain Dale has announced that the polling for this year’s Total Politics Blogging awards has now opened.

As he says:

The rules are simple.
1. You must vote for your ten favourite blogs and ranks them from 1 (your favourite) to 10 (your tenth favourite).
2. Your votes must be ranked from 1 to 10. Any votes which do not have rankings will not be counted.
3. You MUST include at least FIVE blogs in your list, but please list ten if you can. If you include fewer than five, your vote will not count.
4. Email your vote to toptenblogs@totalpolitics.com
5. Only vote once.
6. Only blogs based in the UK, run by UK residents or based on UK politics are eligible. No blog will be excluded from voting.
7. Anonymous votes left in the comments will not count. You must give a name
8. All votes must be received by midnight on 31 July 2010. Any votes received after that date will not count.

Last year, in my first year of blogging, I came in at #290 in the overall voting and #22 in Scottish blogs.

I don’t expect TP to repeat the category error of last year, so I don’t expect to be in the running for the Scottish Blogging ranks this year. Instead, I want to be in the top 100 overall and the top 100 right-of-centre bloggers.

In terms of relative readership, I have 10x more readers per month now than I did in June 2009 when voting last began, so who knows, eh?



How to lose advertisers and influence people

There’s only one significant thing that has happened since I stopped using this blog as a way to burn my obligatory 300 ‘cunts’ a day.

Whorepress have started serving Google Ads, in my posts, when view individually.

Latest here:


So, I have reached a policy decision.

I could complain to Whorepress, who kindly host my blog for free.

Or, I could go back to being a sweary antagonistic cunt and wait for the advertising to disappear.

So go and complain to Fujitsu, who make shit computers anyway, so they demand Google withdraw adverts from my blog.

If you don’t, you’re a bleeding cunt with diseased spunk dribbling out of it.


Other peoples words

A spot of mid-week CBA syndrome as the garden beckons.

So here’s some stuff I’ve found to be splendid in the last week or so.

Charlotte Gore:


Old Holborn:

Salted Slug:

Dick Puddlecote:


Bella Gerens:

Mummy Long Legs:




Another day, another Al Jahom diplomatic disaster.

Amongst many other random beings, I follow @girlonetrack on twatter – this is the lass who wrote the ‘Girl with a one track mind’ blog & books.

You know, this one:


As is the way with twitter, from time to time she’ll throw out a question to the world, which I’ll spot in my timeline. If I can help, I’ll sometimes reply. Usually it’s a geek question, but whatever. I know about geek stuff.

I can’t say I can recall her ever responding even with briefest of thanks. Whatever; I’ve not exactly gone out of my way by providing 140 characters of free advice.

Today, I noted a comment she made:


I thought about this for a moment or two and, as I did, the fog of cognitive dissonance settled.

I’ll preface the following comments by saying this: I am not judging her on the morality of the stuff she’s written in her books. I have no problem whatsoever with her sexual drives and mores.

What I don’t understand, though, is how she can be surprised or offended when someone calls her a slut. So I asked her.


Now, perhaps I’m sarcastic. Perhaps the bounds of twitter make embarking on such a conversation a fraught matter, open to misinterpretation.

Today, I got a response to my tweet.


Oh dear. Another diplomatic cock-up.

My premise, denoted in the final sentence of my tweet ‘And so what?’ was that the term slut doesn’t even carry any significantly pejorative connotation in this day & age.

Not all sources agree with me, however.


These cursory definitions seem to undermine my point in no uncertain terms. But let’s take a second look, and consider the ambiguities:

The accepted denotative meaning is a sexually promiscuous woman or "a woman of a low or loose character; a bold or impudent girl; a hussy, jade."

Or to put it another way:


Which is to say that ‘slut’ can refer to either a promiscuous woman, or to a prostitute.

We can safely say that the lady in question is not a prostitute.

But I think we can say with equal safety, that if she’s writing about her own experiences, she does indeed appear to be a promiscuous woman.

I have no moral or ethical objection to either prostitutes or promiscuous women, but I do understand it’s an important distinction to make.

In the context of twitter, it’s well known that the lady in question recently won an important libel case against a newspaper who mistakenly called her a hooker. So to me it was plain that I did not intend to imply that she is or ever was.

So where was I coming from? (For the citations see the Wikipedia page).

Slut is also used as a slang term in the BDSM, polyamorous, and gay and bisexual communities. With BDSM, polyamorous, and non-monogamous people, in usage taken from the book The Ethical Slut, the term has been used as an expression of choice to openly have multiple partners, and revel in that choice: "a slut is a person of any gender who has the courage to lead life according to the radical proposition that sex is nice and pleasure is good for you." A slut is a person who has taken control of their sexuality and has sex with whomever they choose, regardless of religious or social pressures or conventions to conform to a straight-laced monogamous lifestyle committed to one partner for life.

The term has been "taken back" to express the rejection of the concept that government, society, or religion may judge or control one’s personal liberties, and the right to control one’s own sexuality.

It strikes me that if Zoe Margolis isn’t part of the movement striving to ‘take back’ the word, then she should be.


UPDATE: This just in.


I’m not touching that. I’m gonna go draw some pictures of the prophet instead.

Stuff otherwhere

CBA syndrome playing up today, but here are some things you should read:

Mummylonglegs gets all Metabloggical.

Possibly, in part, because Constantly Furious is calling it a day.

Maybe because Man Widdicombe is having his world torn asunder.

B&D speak out on the Israel Flotilla thing. Dizzy has video. More sources of info here.

The Oracle of Cullingworth speaks of contrarian virtues.

The New Statesman thinks wage controls should be introduced into the private sector. A bunch of comedians called Compass thinks we should do this. In 13 years of Labour government, it didn’t happen. Now? Who can say.

Here’s why I don’t want an iPad, however much I think I need one.

Some halfwitted American woman is suing Google due to the directions she got from Google Maps, that caused her to get run over. /headdesk.

Interesting to watch things unfold over at Jack of Kent’s place, as he examines the Gary McKinnon case.

I want one of these :o(

Charon QC seems to have taken the wrong bottle out of the cupboard again.

I have the same tables as Charlotte Gore. Dollars to donuts we don’t use them for the same purposes.

Giles Coren wonders why we’re not buying his book, when we can read the columns therein for free on the web. He also complains about The Times’ paywall for making his stuff no longer available for free.



Donate to the Paul Chambers Twitter Joke Trial Fund

Note: @stephenfry has very generously offered to pay Paul Chambers’ fine. Nevertheless, this still leaves Paul very much out of pocket, especially if he decides to appeal – he has 21 days to make a decision & no doubt he’ll need to take legal advice in order to come to that decision.

A facility has now been set up to donate money to assist Paul Chambers with the fallout of the Twitter Joke Trial.

Donate now via PayPal to TwitterJokeTrialFund@gmail.com

This chap is responsible for it:


And good on him, I say.

He’s set up a Twitter account – @TwJokeTrialFund


Read more here:



Paul Chambers Coverage Elsewhere

Doubtless not a comprehensive list, but:









This last link contains a lead on finding out more about the judge involved today.

District Judge Jonathan Bennett (he of Edlington infamy)

To be updated as and when.


UPDATE: 11 May 19:00


Epic work

… from Anna Racoon, in showing what a bunch of unmitigated cunts the newspapers are, and why their attacks on blogging are merely the death throes of a redundant and rejected toxic organism.

Following on from my article on Friday regarding local newspaper coverage of candidates standing for election on May 6th, I have been continuing my trawl round the local papers.

Eventually I arrived at the Sutton and Cheam Guardian which is part of the South London Guardian and Surry Comet group.

They had a two page spread in their paper edition, containing 8 potted biographies with photographs of the likely local candidates in Paul Burstow’s constituency.

Next up was Martin Cullip, a candidate for the Libertarian Party.  As a fellow member of the Libertarian party I was interested to learn of his views.

Martin’s ‘biography’ was unusual to say the least. It gave no personal details nor quoted any political beliefs, in fact it appeared to be positively frivolous.

Martin Cullip, Libertarian

Plays with Surrey Darts team and helps maintain their Toe the Oche website.

The website cites his hobbies as The Cranberries, AFC Wimbledon and “running across all eight lanes of the M25 at junction eight dressed only in a basque and a pair of Pretty Polly 15 denier stockings”.

Martin was not hard to track down, he is a well known local business man, and was listed in the phone book.  It took me all of five minutes, from another country, and I’m a non-fact checking, non-professional  journalist. I called him.

Do read on, to find out how a respected family man was stitched up completely without scruples, by a fuckwit called Julia Kennard, the reporter who had contacted him. Ms Kennard is being fully backed by Chief Arrogant Tossbag, Mathew Knowles, Editor of the Surrey and Cheam Guardian.

Oh and Ms Kennard has been found supporting the local Jury Team candidate.



Nicked. Nice work, Anna!


H/T Obo.

Can’t be arsed today

So here’s some shit other mongs have been spouting.

Salted Slug:

Having spent of yesterday wondering what to blog about and getting nowhere, the deadly blogging apathy was creeping back in -alongside the clinging existential dread which is the constant companion of any keen observer of modern British politics, that is.  Luckily enough iDave delivers for me once again…

Leg-iron also comments on the same malevolent controlling Davitude.

Moving on, to paraphrase Obo:

Change your passwords. Use long passwords with n0n-4lpHanum3r!c# characters included.

On that front I recommend Password Commander which can generate, manage and backup all your complex passwords protected by one master string. Like a pikey, I’m still using a version of this that I got free on a magazine cover a few years back.

John Demetriou:

According to William Hill online here, the bookmaker is offering 12-1 that turnout is below 55%. They are also offering 7/2 that the turnout is between 55 and 59.99%.

Both of these bets are seriously worth taking.

As it goes, I got 14/1 on sub-55% back in January – still good value now, though. Dick Puddlecote, in the comments of the above post also gives us a link to a Dutching calculator that works out how to spread your stake across multiple mutually exclusive options for the optimal aggregate return.

Oh except that since JD’s tip, sub-55% has dropped to 9/1 at Ladbrokes!

Dick Puddlecote makes sure we don’t miss any of the propaganda our cash is being spent on.

The Telegraph yesterday revisited the topic of government advertising.

The Government has become the biggest spender on advertising in the country for the first time, new figures have disclosed.

As regular visitors to this brazenly hedonistic corner of the blogosphere will remember, Labour’s dirty tryst with the advertising industry is monitored regularly here.

Has G.O.T. been outed, and if so, what are the ramifications for pseudonymous bloggists like us?

Will Ben Elton, Marcus Brigstocke and Jeremey Hardy leave the cuntry if the Tories win? We can only hope and dream.

Amongst other things, Big Brother Watch notes that:

Personal details of 9,000 school pupils has been stolen from the home of a Barnet Council worker, it has been revealed.

Twenty unauthorised and unencrypted CDs and memory sticks with details including names, date of birth, addresses, phone numbers and school attainment were taken from the house a fortnight ago.

Mr Eugenides reveals several attempts to bury bad news under April Fools Day.

That’ll do for now.


Tory Teddybear

I quite like to keep an eye on Tory Bear’s emissions, if only so I know where I can find Sara Scarlett.

I think, though, that our Bear should take a step back, and a deep breath, and ask himself if this really is “a glimpse into the most unpleasant sections of the Labour movement.”


A crappy, misspelt mong poster, of such quality as betrays the Labour movement not as evil, but merely imbecilic.

And if that’s the worst they can do, that fuckwit Cameron and his spastic hoards may still pull off the coup of a lifetime and get their opportunity to finish what Blair started.