I’m a bit jet-lagged. This week I will be on morning shifts. Not all bad, the shift finishes at 2:30 pm so I can access all the shops for a change. Aldi sold me a very nice saw rail for a fiver the other day. It’ll be good to not be limited to Tesco or the Co-op for a week.
In theory, the promised pay rise that enticed me back to the job (but didn’t happen) will actually materialise in next month’s pay. If it doesn’t I’ll be working somewhere else for Christmas. Getting a job in this town, especially at this time of year, is not at all difficult as long as you aren’t fussy. In fact, if you are a slow shopper you might get press-ganged and wake up with a uniform on. The only ones not working here are the ones who physically can’t, and the ones who don’t want to. Even being as thick as iced treacle is no barrier here.
There are two UK nuclear power stations closed down because of cracks in the containment thingie. Obviously nobody wants another Chernobyl so it makes sense to shut them and fix them. Today, Didcot power station (fossil fuel, coal I think) caught fire. So that’s going to be on low to zero output for a while. No defined cause has been reported, apparently it’s not arson or terrorism.
But hey, nothing to worry about. We have all those windmills and it’s been windy so that’s all fine and dandy. Except… Hurricane Gonzo (it’s some Spanish name or other even though it isn’t going to hit Spain) will hit the UK tomorrow and require the closing down of all the windmills.
Just as this hurricane arrives we have three power stations out of use. What a coincidence.
Speaking of Spain, Josie Manual Barrackobama of Spain, currently the head honcho for the EU, has humiliated the Cameroid by telling him that the immigration controls he wants to negotiate are not negotiable. The best the Cameroid can do is wave a red cape at those incomers and shout ‘Ole’ as they pass him on the way to the benefits office. He does not need the EU to negotiate on migrants. He just needs to stop paying them to come, so those who want work will come and those who want freebies won’t. Then again, he probably can’t do that either unless he takes us out of the EU, and he won’t ever let that happen. He almost lost Scotland. He won’t risk losing an entire continent.
Coincidentally (oh no it isn’t), the Tory rag, the Daily Mail, has now focused on the desperate state of the NHS in Labour-run Wales and the imminent stomping of Labour by the even-leftier Scottish Nannying Puritans in Scotland. I’m sure this isn’t all just to deflect attention from yet another Cameroid screw-up. Must be just a coincidence.
Incidentally, those Lefties who insist the Mail is a ‘right wing’ paper are missing the point that the Mail hate UKIP as much as they hate Labour. Forget ‘left and right’. That’s all crap anyway. It’s a Tory paper.
The WHO’s Frantic Conspiracy for Total Control meeting has passed, in secret, plans for a global tobacco tax which will have organised crime sending them ‘thank-you’ notes and bunches of flowers with smiling horses’ heads in them. They also (in secret) demand total transparency from everyone else. They must close their meetings with a rendition of Black Sabbath’s ‘Irony man’.
Well you can demand whatever you want in secret. If I don’t know about it I don’t have to conform to it. Not that I would anyway.
Giddy with power and possibly with Russian vodka and a bad case of intelligence deprivation, these spotty goblins plan to extend their silliness to food and drink. They will dictate to governments what these new taxes must be (they will be big) and also what the taxes will be spent on. They will be spent on providing the WHO with free booze, baccy and burgers.
Many are quite justifiably outraged. I think it’s wonderful. It’s the sort of thing that can bring down a government overnight. Forget about that ‘occupy democracy’ shower of shite. Never bother pointing out that if a small group of people ‘occupy democracy’ then it’s not democracy at all any more. Don’t concern yourself with explaining that sitting on some grass and droning some damn hippie dirge to the accompaniment of an out of tune acoustic guitar, fairtrade bongos and a tie-dyed triangle accomplishes no more than flattening the grass. Oh no, none of that will have any effect.
Even Rusty Bland and his one-man directionless revolution won’t do a single thing.
Just wait until his pizza has a 300% tax added to it. Wait until Dwayne and Chantelle find their case of Red Stripe now requires three benefits cheques and a month’s proceeds of their sole-trader shoplifting enterprise rather than just a few quid. Wait until the queue at MacDonald’s find that the 99p burger now has an asterisk that leads to small print that says ‘plus £3 WHO tax with VAT on top’. Wait until cigarette prices jump overnight from ‘just plain silly’ to ‘fucking hell, what?’
Then you’ll see some rage.
Coincidentally, in the UK you can now be jailed for two years for being angry at someone on Twitter. ‘Trolling’ is a term that originated in fishing. You row your boat upwind on a lake, drop your. line in the water and let the wind slowly take you across the lake. Basically, you drop your baited hook and wait to see what bites. To a fly-fisher, that is the epitome of lazy fishing. Almost as lazy as ledgering and almost as boring as sunbathing. But people do all those things.
The internet took that term and used it in much the same way. Trolls would drop in a comment on a forum and then sit back and watch the Offended swarm in a frenzy, like goldfish around a pile of maggots. These trolls made no threats. They just stirred up trouble – but only where there were idiots willing to play.
Now, a troll is someone with the wrong opinion. There are a lot of us now. The drones are already calling for re-education camps because they don’t think for a moment that they could ever end up in one.
Actually I could have ended that last sentence at ‘moment’ and it would have been grammatically and factually accurate.
What a piss-weak species we have become. We crumble at an insult, we retreat into a tearful foetal position at a threat from an idiot on the other side of the planet, one who does not even know where we live or what we look like and who is too far away to do anything about it anyway. We must have laws to track them down and put them in prison, lest they offend some other feeble bastard who needs to concentrate to breathe.
Children keep getting eaten by zoo animals because they have been taught that all animals are cute and friendly and just like the ones in that Eden they are not allowed to believe in because that would offend religions that don’t believe it.
They are allowed to believe in Santa, naturally.
Children are also taught that all adults want to poke things into their bottoms and then kill them in horribly inventive ways. This is not true. Some adults are like this. We call them ‘sick bastards’ and when the courts get hold of them, they tell them that have been very naughty and then send them on their way because they have not threatened anyone on Twitter. You cannot call modern British justice a joke. It’s not even remotely funny.
I can assure all children that I have no wish to poke anything into anywhere as far as they are concerned. Children are disgusting. I prefer you all to be somewhere else, thank you very much.
Stewart Cowan thinks that part of the new control freakery will be a one-world religion. I agree. Religion is a massively effective means of control and includes the delightful side-effect that its adherents can be induced to spontaneously exterminate any free thinkers without Those in Control bothering to do anything
However, Stewart thinks it is Satanism that is the New Religion. That’s because Stewart is a committed Christian and Satanism is the diametric opposite. It won’t work because not all religions have a Satan. There is only one thing that can convert almost all adherents to all religions to one New World Religion and that is proof that transcends belief.
Does the proof have to be real? Of course not. The last few decades have shown that the people will believe any old shit if it has ‘expert’ in front of it.
The new religion will be scientifically proven. No religion can compete with data against belief. No vicar’s description of Heaven will ever match up to a CGI reconstruction. Not with the drones.
So science has to change to ‘prove’ an afterlife. Well now, science has ‘proved’ third hand smoke and ‘proved’ that red wine both causes and prevents cancer so this will be easy.
It’s a fun game, isn’t it?