Why this Blog?

A place where I can lament the changing times; for eccentric comments on current affairs and for unfashionable views, expressed I hope, in cogent style; also occasional cris de coeur largely concerned, I regret to say, with myself.



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Saturday, 28 December 2013

Remember the Links

It is worthwhile having a look at the links that you may find on the right-hand side of this page.  For example, here's an excellent rebellious post from the chap at Underdogs Bite Upwards.

Bunch of Cnuts!  excellent...

Until the next time

A Fine Scene


On its television coverage, the BBC as usual, reported on the traditional Boxing Day meets, accompanied by some fine footage of the normal spendid sight of horses, riders and hounds assembling for a meet. And inevitably, with its usual left-wing bias, the BBC was quick to remind us that (apparently) a majority of the population is in favour of a continued ban on the sport, a ban introduced by the loathsome Tony Blair supported by his repellent wife (who was reportedly shocked at the sight of a (dead) fox being 'torn apart' by the hounds).  Of course the hounds 'tore apart' the fox; that's their job - duh!

I have seen the result of fox activity - the bastard vermin got my chickens in France...

No doubt the Blairs (and I suppose the BBC) would be highly supportive of the scheme to re-introduce wolves into rural France in the interests of conservation.  Has Mrs Blair seen a sheep torn apart by wolves?  I doubt it.  And the furious shepherds are of course not allowed to shoot the vicious predators which damage their livlihoods.

The world is bloody-well upside down and I for one hate it.

Until the next time - and if you think that this post is "reactionary," just wait for my end of year special - ha-ha!


Saturday, 21 December 2013

SEASONAL STUFF

Best wishes to all for Christmas and the New Year.


Until the next time.

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Hullo Fatty

Some actress, one Jennifer Lawrence, has said that it should be illegal to call someone "fat" on television.

Miss Lawrence would do well to remember that her country (is she an American?) is a signatory to the Helsinki accords - which include the right of free speech.

Is Jennifer Lawrence fat?  I haven't the faintest - I do not know who she is - and does anyone actually care?

Until the next time

Monday, 16 December 2013

Thank You Private Eye

Yes, a big thank you to one of my favourite publications - the last issue desperately awaited following the death of Nelson Mandela and the absurd over-reaction of the world's media.

Private Eye's latest edition included a full page of suitable and very amusing, antidotes.  "Free-eeeeeeeeeee Lawson Nigella" was especially entertaining.

I watched two blokes, one a Labour M.P. last week on the television.  One of them said something along the following lines: "If we say that Adolf Hitler was the worst man of the twentieth century, then we can say that Mandela was the greatest."

I of course expostulated that this was rubbish.  Mandela was indeed a great man, brave and showing resolute leadership at a difficult time. Hitler was of course an awful man, but I think that Mao Tse Tung and Stalin were worse than he - at least judging by body-count. And as for "the greatest" my list would have to include Franklin D. Roosevelt and Winston S. Churchill, who together saved western civilisation. (I do of course recognise Soviet Russia's vast contribution, but find my gorge rising when I think of the then Soviet leader and his numerous toadies).

Until the next time

Friday, 22 November 2013

Language Barbarism

Who is to blame for the horrible verb "pickpocketing?"  Why has this disgusting construction been foisted on us - and by whom?  

I presume by the same sort of people who would say "mother-in-laws" - and militant cyclists, and global-warmists.

Who would say "pickstrawberrying" or "pickcherrying"?

The word of course should be "pocket-picking" - WITH the bloody hyphen.

Grrr.

Until the next time