tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post8137928354382841384..comments2024-03-28T16:31:27.365+00:00Comments on call me ishmael: AN INAPPROPRIATE MEMBER.call me ishmaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-45570584103614403862016-01-09T12:49:16.228+00:002016-01-09T12:49:16.228+00:00I've just read through this thread after a tim...I've just read through this thread after a time away, so apologies for returning to topics that you've moved away from. I think I saw the article Mr.SG mentions on evolution having hard-wired homosexuality (not lesbianism)into the species. It seems that there is a part of the brain that, in homosexuals is consistently not as large as in heterosexual males and is more akin to that part of the brain in females. The evolutionary function of having males not involved in warrior and hunting activities would be that they would be "helpers at the nest" and the offspring of their sister would be more likely to survive than those of a woman who did not have a gay brother to help out. The mechanism of genetic transmission would be that although the gay brother would not be passing on his malformed-brain gene through his own offspring, his sister's offspring would inherit that gene. (Interestingly,there certainly have been societies in which a man's sister's children inherit his property rather than the children his partner tells him he has fathered.) <br />The evolutionary explanation, however, only applies to the feminised, nurturing gay man. The homosexual who displays exagerated masculine characteristics of multiple sexual partners, sex addiction,aggression and pathological indifference to emotion seems to be more of a societal construct.<br />Mr Mike's rainy day piece: I may have mentioned it before, but it is worth re-stating because it was a light-bulb moment that summarised Generation Y for me - the death of deference coupled with post-post-Fordism. I was brought up to be frightened of everything: the doctor, the solicitor, bank manager, any man in a suit, really, certainly the teacher; and the Times-Tables and Catechism were deeply terrifying. Now that was a Bad Thing. But to be frightened of nothing, to defer to no-one - is that far worse? I was a teenager in the post-Ford era and vividly remember the fabulous colours of the new Mini - there was a glorious buttercup yellow and a luscious blackcurrant purple. Choice in consumer goods had arrived. Now the choice is so wide it cripples - with so much to choose from,how can you possibly decide on one thing? There are magazines and websites to help us choose. Post-post-Fordism places the design onus on the customer. You can have whatever you want. Great. But how do I know what I want? <br />Put DofD and P-P-F together and Generation Y knows that it automatically deserves respect - you don't have to work at it, or earn it, its a Yuman Right, AND you are entitled to have what you want. I've had a rejected candidate phone me after a recruitment interview to tell me that I had made the wrong decision and I should re-think my position.It was a surprising conversation, not least because I would never and have never, had the balls to do that. Of course, I didn't go to a public school. Perhaps what is really upsetting is seeing the entrenched sense of entitlement and privilege which was formerly the exclusive preserve of the Upper and Upper-Middles taking root amongst the the rest of us.<br />I blame the telly, I do.Agathanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-47114180529391042612016-01-07T19:57:17.314+00:002016-01-07T19:57:17.314+00:00I didn't know about Mr Milne until you mention...I didn't know about Mr Milne until you mentioned him, mr mongoose, and wonder why our representatives unfailingly appoint others to represent themselves back to us, how does that contradiction neutralise itself? I will speak for you, but he will speak for me, it's layers of the onion stuff. McDonnel, yes, another tits-up on the way and he's burbling about flood defences.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-54754271620670481262016-01-07T19:44:37.602+00:002016-01-07T19:44:37.602+00:00Yes, memory serves you well, mrs woar. That Harry ...Yes, memory serves you well, mrs woar. That Harry Christophers, unpardonably handsome and talented; the lives some people have. The Sixteen were the houseband for a PBC series on early music, ruined, for me, by Simon Oily Beale smarming all over it, Brian Sewell would've had a word for him. There are a lot of Sixteen performances on the you-thing of earlier stuff, as well as a Dublin - I think 1992 - Messiah which is exquisitely, I would say definitively performed and filmed. It would be lovely to see them, I do look, occasionally, but they rarely come this far North, I will click that link.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-49696859703717533502016-01-07T14:27:41.438+00:002016-01-07T14:27:41.438+00:00Did I remember correctly that The Sixteen are admi...Did I remember correctly that The Sixteen are admired round here? They have their tour dates and (some) tickets up now. <br /><br />Handel is in February and the Choral Pilgrimage starts in April. This index is a good, general links on the right, specific links on the left.<br /><br />http://www.thesixteen.com/page/handel-dixit-dominus-2<br /><br />The Arrival of the Queen of Sheba will forever mean a version played on a squeeze box and endlessly squoze in to the gaps between programmes for schools. She always sounded like a roaring drunk to me, shaking her petticoats and dancing in tapestry shoes with stampy block heels, yelling to King Solomon 'Ello Moi Luvver'.<br />Woman on a Rafthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08897415591130901416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-1104033673498591732016-01-07T12:38:39.637+00:002016-01-07T12:38:39.637+00:00I've got one out the window, Mr I, if I need o...I've got one out the window, Mr I, if I need one. 8th Century - some of it, I think, and they recently found again the old colourful wall paintings from before the Fall. The problem with churches these days, these days is that they are all locked, against the hooligan and the petty thief. I would put a wee notice on the board, and hang the baseball bat next to it on a chain. Thievijng from a church should be beyond. Outlaw territory - like thieving from the voters. Ah. Oops.<br /><br />So the passer-by cannot fall into a church as once he might have. Passing trade I believe it might be called. I heard though that the CofE does have an app. I must look to see if His Holiness too is up to date.<br /><br />I hesitate to be unkind to Mrs Corbyn's lad as his sea of troubles is deep already but he does not seem to me to be the sharpest. And McDonnell is a donkey. What is wrong, I ask myself once again, with: "what is Labour for in the 21st Century?" This is what we are about. How can social justice be delivered alongside equity, prosperity and liberty? That's what Labour is for, what I am for, and that is what I am going to describe for you during this Parliament." Although clearly, I must be confused again. Seamus Fucking Milne? The man's a clueless idiot, I tell you. And have you seen what has happened to the Good Lord's Own Liberal Party? Good grief. Anyway, I must do wome work...mongoosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-90469681436634898542016-01-07T11:47:40.418+00:002016-01-07T11:47:40.418+00:00Last time I went was to Yorkminster, a few Easters...Last time I went was to Yorkminster, a few Easters back, and it was a message from another world, of gilded, extravagant, exultant piety. We used to do the Midnight Christmas in St Mary's in Warwick and at Worcester Cathedral, two of the Midlands' best, I think. Coventry, too, was a blast. It's like going to the RSC at Stratford, you know it's all hype and nonsense and narcissism but the make-believe is good make believe. Nothing to do with faith, my church visits, just the song and dance of it all. Surely you have non-papist friends, who marry and christen and are entombed in some of the old, Norman churches which litter your landscape, I cannot believe that you don't ever go into a church for some kind of service. I shall say a prayer for you, light a candle to flicker down my garden and across the ocean.<br /><br />I think, in passing, that the media hysteria about Corbyn and all his works is of an order which I have never before seen; it is a wonder he has lasted as long as he has.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-26938021567856725712016-01-07T11:05:48.832+00:002016-01-07T11:05:48.832+00:00I am afraid that I do not go to church, Mr I. (Alt...I am afraid that I do not go to church, Mr I. (Although I think that I have probably done more than my share.) I recently stumbled on another up in the hills, and away in the woods, a tiny old church. A thousand years old near enough, like so many, and a Saxon lurking behind every gravestone. I think it might be a bluebell wood too. I'll try to remember to look when the time is right.<br /><br />I did not see the Newsnight thing either but I will take your word for it. My point was that the silencing of the troublesome is best achieved by drawing them in. If an expenses whistleblower can be found the wrong side of a tank of petrol for the missus, he is silenced forever. If a noncefinder can be tempted to text a too young girl, he is done. The media love their hypocrisy so much they no longer see the mirror.mongoosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-14613337183599936122016-01-07T09:38:42.851+00:002016-01-07T09:38:42.851+00:00A neat, if roubling summary, mr mongoose. In the ...A neat, if roubling summary, mr mongoose. In the wilderness of smoke and mirrors which we inhabit Mr Spook is always a player and who knows what efforts are in place to discredit someone like Stevie. My reaction to him was more visceral than yours and based solely on his Newsnight interview, at which, had I been present, I would've punched him in the gob, trying to correct what you call the Decay of Honour. Had he even been a bit rueful about his predilictions one's rage might've been tempered but he trumpeted them, loud and proud, like he was High Hefner inn a cloth cap.<br /><br />Yes, religion, I am always rying to persuade people to go to church, even once, just to see the theatre, hear the music, just to know worship and places and forms of worship; going to church, almost any church but especially yours, is the closest we will come to time travel; most would rather watch Come Dancing.<br /><br />As to Gaia worship I am not so swift to reject it wholly, being a bit that way, myself. It's not that I lead a mediaeval life, here,on my far northern shore but I venture that mine is moreso than most, more elemental, much more necessarily respectful of Creation's power; the accentuated seasonss, too - darkness at the break of noon, just now, the Land of the Midnight Sun in a few months' make one almost feel the Good Earth spinning and tilting.<br /><br />Yeah, I heard those voices, too, educators decrying the cerebral wonders of the twelve-times-table, like fucking savages; this milksop education, it's the breeding ground of dementia, shutting the kids' minds down before they even get going; they're idiots, man, it's a wonder that they still know how to breathe.<br /><br />And that's just number, don't fucking start me on English.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-80221237193595003162016-01-07T02:28:01.832+00:002016-01-07T02:28:01.832+00:00The Danczuk thing, I fear, will prove itself to be...The Danczuk thing, I fear, will prove itself to be a bit darker than we think. Really? Is that what we believe? This is a man who will pursue predatory ethno-religiously-flavoured fucking gangs at great detriment, one assumes, to his career, and who will pursue likewise the Westminster paedo story. Do we really think that he is that stupid? I fear that he probably is but that the good officers of her Maj's security services have not been idle either. "No fool like an old fool." Maybe that is code for something else. Didn't they call it a honey trap? Some honey. Silly bastard. Middle-aged men and young girls, eh? It is a story as old as time. I would give him a gentle pass at this range. But, true, keep my daughters home if he came to town.<br /><br />The decay of honour is what the rest of it is about. The growth and yearning for the unearned equality of everything, even that. But by dictat and not the truth of it. Badged as an end to elitism, or at least an end to the elite. I want my rights, innit. The long march goes on. We are all levellers now. Two legs bad and four legs good. My only hope is that the fragrant Miss Jenner will be elected POTUS one bright day, and then the truth may set us free. And you want this too, my friend, as do I, but how is to be delivered in a gale of stupidity. The loss of religion, replaced by Gaia-worsip and suffer the little polar bears unto me. It was cant but it was socially useful cant. We need a map when we are lost - even a bad one is better than none.<br /><br />As for numbers, Mr Ishmael, it is only yesterday that some idiot bemoaned the proposed reintroduction of the learning of one's tables. 30 years a teacher and still didn't get it. We had a test in this house for the primary school mongoslings - "how many legs does half a-million-and-seven cows have? No, make that seven-million-and-one cows! Quickly, you blighters." Needless to say, they are not frightened of numbers. When I was a kid, a mad teacher hammered such stuff at us every morning, and everyone answered. Bright, not, short, tall - everyone learned their numbers.mongoosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-65230110059100499582016-01-07T00:21:28.784+00:002016-01-07T00:21:28.784+00:00Never too old, Lewis is an older gent and his writ...Never too old, Lewis is an older gent and his writing certainly improves me. He does what we do, just so much better. Restores one's faith, he does, in the patrician-satirist.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-69634091179040335172016-01-06T23:35:29.123+00:002016-01-06T23:35:29.123+00:00I think that I've passed through the 'age ...I think that I've passed through the 'age of improvement' Mr I, but a modicum of pleasure, delight and wonder would be most welcome! I shall investigate...SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-67301215917078117792016-01-06T23:28:58.958+00:002016-01-06T23:28:58.958+00:00I think he agreed with that, too, him being in the...I think he agreed with that, too, him being in the Empire, mr sg.<br /><br />I may have mentioned that Lewis Lapham is ten times the writer that was Vidal, In his quarterlies he prefaces a topic - Youth, Time, Swindle and Fraud, Forgiveness - with a long essay so erudite as to take away the will to live, read and write, which is then followed by meditations on the subject from the worlds of art, sculpture, poetry, drama, literature, philosophy, scripture and photography, from Then until Now. Treat yourself, subscribe, I guarantee your pleasure, your delight, your wonder and your improvement.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-76534718800915898682016-01-06T23:14:42.389+00:002016-01-06T23:14:42.389+00:00Agreed Mr I! Oddly, I passed by Mr Vidal once, man...Agreed Mr I! Oddly, I passed by Mr Vidal once, many years ago now, on the way to the Lavatory at the Hay Book Festival, over the causeway, over the mud. I have some sympathy with his perspective on the state of the Amerkcan 'Republic' - though I think he would have been more at home in the Roman Republic, perhaps even the Empire.SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-53645997889925581982016-01-06T22:52:14.970+00:002016-01-06T22:52:14.970+00:00I am not qualified, mr sg, to surmise the cause of...I am not qualified, mr sg, to surmise the cause of homosexuality, as we call it, or its prevalence, for I do not do it and have never done it. I do not know the research you speak of. I have argued and fought for homosexuals oppressed by the cops and by state bureaucracy and I have read a few books by gay authors; that's about it.<br /><br />If, however, I had a gun pointed at my head on this matter I could only agree with Gore Vidal, who argued that there is no such thing as A homosexual, just people who perform homosexual acts.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-7701618229895680222016-01-06T22:46:08.857+00:002016-01-06T22:46:08.857+00:00Well it should rain more often, mr mike.
While I ...Well it should rain more often, mr mike.<br /><br />While I accept that much has gone bad, I am also aware that much has gone well, notably in health care, inasmuch as that scrutiny of Power which does occur is unprecedented and in the fact that you and I and all here can communicate our disquiet over vast distances instantly. Education, though, is, I believe, a lost cause, many of those teaching unfit as a result of their own poor schooling, that being due in no small measure to the hand of the dreadful Shirley Williams; as its product I am not over enamoured of the grammar school system but I believe it might have been better modified rather than scrapped and replaced by school warehouses. Too late, now. The primary schools, too, have been watered-dwon by half-wits; none, today, can do mental arithmetic or the estimating of area or distance and the only capital cities which people know are EasyJet destinations; although poor, eventually, at maths, I can still mentally add, subtract, multiply and divide in a way that bewilders young people, who think it voodoo, 'ow you is doin' that, bro, when you ain't got no calculator, innit?<br /><br />We could pro and con this all night, the single-parent family is here to stay and like you, I believe it to be unequal to the task of responsible and successful child rearing, indeed, in the unfortunately common succession of unckles and friends who now people a child's emotion al landscape, but that's just my view, single-parenting is the way things are and through our employees in government we must assist, by a mixture of measures which either facilitate work or support equally the task of child-rearing, the stay-at-home parent. We must realise that it is not the economy, stupid. If both parents need to work like donkeys, just to pay for accommodation, how much worse is it for lone parents? <br /><br />The thrust of this commentary was that, somehow, we are laid siege to by a tiny, noisy axe-grinding minority of stupid, spiteful and anti-social people, let there be no mistake, this minority is not the unemployed or the single-parent, it is the gabshite activist, who will see us all fall, in a cause which does not exist, a hissing, corrupt mob which will admit only to inappropriateness, which is no admission at all.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-46239678452299358742016-01-06T22:06:30.944+00:002016-01-06T22:06:30.944+00:00BTW, when dealing with a 'damsel' of the n...BTW, when dealing with a 'damsel' of the night it is necessary to display a little equanimity. Watch and learn Mr Danczuk:<br /><br />https://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=jCNDZY4vXPs<br /><br />"I've seen him with a snake skin spoits-shirt...".SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-85761356217862308312016-01-06T21:09:18.567+00:002016-01-06T21:09:18.567+00:00You mentioned the usual historian-suspects back up...You mentioned the usual historian-suspects back up the road Mr I. I steeled myself to watch Empire of the Tsars, a subject that greatly interests me, but sadly hosted by Lucy Lisp - it took about 20 seconds for me to activate the off-switch... SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-89962135098137835592016-01-06T20:34:12.942+00:002016-01-06T20:34:12.942+00:00Mr I: I don't think I am the only person who ...Mr I: I don't think I am the only person who feels that in their lifetime I have witnessed a massive deterioration in the standards of life. My personal belief is that it was because the best people were wiped out in WW1 and WW2 and thereafter the gene pool has been degraded - many will not agree, but the fact that the decline has happened is plain to see.<br /><br />Chronologically, it begins at birth - single parentism and working mothers now being the norm, that's not even to mention women who farm babies by multiple donors to harvest welfare benefits. As a species, the human infant takes time to develop physically and mentally and needs 2 parents for that to happen optimally - one sees this repeated in nature. Only a couple of days ago I was observing a male and female duck proudly sheparding its brood around the 16th tee. I personally believe artificial insemination is ethically wrong, particularly to a same sex couple; and as for buying babies like Lady Sir Elton, that's just revolting.<br /><br />All this is apparently supported by the CofE - once the arbiter of morality, but now nobody goes to Church. Is there any wonder?<br /><br />Next we get to school and university. Discipline is now absent replaced by a cult of failure being acceptable. You can get a degree now without even attending. So, a large number of young people, disfunctional since birth, enter adulthood feeling they can do what they want, that cheating is the norm, and having no respect for authority. Bad behaviour is tolerated, indeed is celebrated following the example of the 'celebrities' who lead youth culture.<br /><br />The police who would once have put a brake on youthful excess, now have more important things to do.<br /><br />The spiv politician, whose only objective is to get elected, must pander to the mob rather than censure its behaviour. Indeed, they pass laws so that they cannot be censured. Think Enoch Powell here, who was ostracised for stating the bleeding obvious.<br /><br />Presentation not content is now the norm in professional life. Bullshit rules; its what you can get away with so long as it makes money. I lived in this world for too long.<br /><br />So many things are now plainly wrong. We have commented recently on mass immigration, particularly from hoards who hate us and are determined to change (or end) our way of life. It didn't take long to kick off in Germany, but the reaction of the authorities is to suppress information, aided by the MSM, and to try to deny the cause - the standard reaction to failed policy.<br /><br />A few thinking people have taken up blogging to express anonymous outrage, less they be censured or worse themselves. Increasingly, one feels the heavy hand of authority reaching further into our lives, and not for the better, more interested in controlling us.<br /><br />Its raining here, currently, or I wouldn't have gone on for so long.<br />Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-47885682638530114202016-01-06T19:58:30.909+00:002016-01-06T19:58:30.909+00:00You are quite right Mr Mike. However, I suspect th...You are quite right Mr Mike. However, I suspect that most homosexuals are born and not 'made' (I read somewhere or other that there is an evolutionary reason for homosexuality). However, I don't discount the possibility that societal factors could 'nudge' some who are perhaps marginal between one disposition or the other into a homosexual lifestyle.SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-25374865969269915522016-01-06T19:43:33.874+00:002016-01-06T19:43:33.874+00:00Mr SG: '1.6% of adults'.
You have applie...Mr SG: '1.6% of adults'.<br /><br />You have applied that percentage to the total population, I think.Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-18046619669651641612016-01-06T19:27:43.742+00:002016-01-06T19:27:43.742+00:00That figure looks a bit odd to me Mr I. Which ONS ...That figure looks a bit odd to me Mr I. Which ONS survey did you draw it from? The ONS Integrated Household Survey, January to December 2013 (released 07 October 2014) found that:<br /><br />" In 2013, 1.6% of UK adults identified their sexual identity as gay, lesbian or bisexual.<br /><br />London had the highest percentage of adults identifying themselves as gay, lesbian or bisexual at 3.2%"<br /><br />The total UK population is currently estimated to be 65 million, which if one applies the ONS' 1.6% would equate to a total population of one million. I don't know what the figure was for exclusively homosexual. I suspect that the real number is likely to be somewhat higher due to under reporting by survey participants. However even if one doubled it, it is still a very small minority who, as you point out seem able to exercise a disproportionate influence on our societal mores, culture, laws etc. This is probably due to their being much more highly represented in the politics, legal, arts and media spheres than they are in overall population. This, together with zealous and well funded advocacy groups such as the one you mention and active 'thought policing' using the legal 'protections' afforded by the statutory regime of 'protected characteristics' affords great power to this interest group that is sometimes wielded in ways that are unjust (as per some of the examples you draw on).SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-84653323015279382322016-01-06T17:15:15.303+00:002016-01-06T17:15:15.303+00:00continued
One man drew attention to this:
...<br /> continued<br /><br /> One man drew attention to this:<br /> The Office of National Statistics recently said that according to its sampling and statistical models, there were around 200,000 homosexuals in the country, a tiny fraction of the population. I was surprised that the figure was so low but there is no reason to suspect the research and it remains there, to be seen. The homosexuality industries, Stonewall and such, claim that the true figure is six or seven million, a figure which, if true, would end the need for homosexual-specific activism overnight but Stonewall and its like believe, as a matter of faith, that all are homosexual, really, to some degree or another, figures and research won't interest them and why would they want to be out of a job, anyway. How can so few so dominate the civil rights agenda, why do we even listen to this silly priest, bitching, much less take up cudgels on his behalf, do we have no better cause than endlessly pandering to people like Gilbert?<br /><br /> Curious, I looked at the research myself, found it had not been misreported and looked a bit further. There are about thirteen million disabled people in this country, the majority of them over fifty but many, far more than there are gay people, under the age of five. Since the wretched Clegg and His New ShitEating Puritans facilitated Osborne and Duncan Smith there has been a sustained, unprecedented MediaMinster attack on weak and vulnerable people, many have lost their homes, their support services and their treatments, many will see their already miserable lives made worse, many will die preventably, some will despair and kill themselves. MediaMinster, including the Guardian, has supported these measures and their authors tooth and nail; there are too many weak people, they must be reclassified as shirkers. Among many competitors this is the biggest cuntishness of my lifetime and considering the numbers involved the media silence is deafening.<br /><br /> Take, however, an Ulster baker, who declines - for HIS reasons of Faith - to endorse gay marriage on one of his products and he is hounded from business, it is not as though the unhappy couple couldn't have got their wretched cake baked somewhere else but it was their right to persecute this particular baker, for not agreeing with them that in the Beginning was the Bum.<br /><br /> Or take the B&B people, who declined gay business and were equally persecuted. I can understand people feeling slighted, insulted, but that's Life, and as Gauguin said, Life being what it is one dreams of Vengeance. The insolence of office and the law's delay are our portion, singling-out a small business for destruction, in the face of everything else which is going on, seems to me to merit a good slap round the ear.<br /><br /> I would have taken neither of those retail decisions but really, what does it matter, people can take their business elsewhere, instead of mounting a bully pulpit.<br /><br /> I have nothing against homosexuals, bisexuals or transexuals, absolutely nothing; if MY thought dreams could be seen they would violate a thousand statutes, what business is it of mine, therefore, what people do in private, so long as it is legal, I also think that it is pure cheeky fucking bastardy to call me straight, as in staid, conventional and boring when I - and most heterosexuals, I suspect, are infinitely more convoluted than your usual homosexual. What I am opposed to is the domination of the public forum by a tiny minority which claims to own injustice, discrimination and persecution, whilst being, themselves, their most vocal proponents.<br /><br /> Steven Danczuk is a lecher, a libertine, a predator, a bully and a disgrace; and no matter how loudly wail his fellow New Puritans he has no civil right to be any of these things. If any of these women had a brother worth the name, Stevie would long since have seen the error of his ways, spending so much time down the dentist's.<br />call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-29954553185933167912016-01-06T17:06:47.533+00:002016-01-06T17:06:47.533+00:00This comment has been removed by the author.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-65924016915112920302016-01-06T17:05:36.616+00:002016-01-06T17:05:36.616+00:00There was a gay vicar story, before Christmas, mr ...There was a gay vicar story, before Christmas, mr doug, which provoked the usual, throaty roar of outrage from the New Puritans. Gilbert, a retired vicar had married Graham, formalising their love. Trouble was that this resulted in Gilbert losing his right to do that vicar thing, sermonising and solemnising things, as he had been doing part-time, post-retirement, the church, his employer having ruled that practicing vicars may not wed homosexually, they may live with gay partners, as long as they don't poke each others arses, but they may not marry. Gilbert, of course, saw the press potential of his plight. I mean, here he was, in his sixties and his former employer, the Church, whose canon law he had presumably upheld for all of his working life wasn't letting him do as he pleased, had set itself against what he thought was Churchlike and Christlike, even though it isn't. As far as I can tell the C of E acts relatively democratically in these matters, and this had been its decision, fair enough, Church Rules, OK, otherwise what's the fucking point of it, if some hissing old queen can demand that it change its rules to please he and his wife or husband every five minutes? All employers have rules, terms and conditions and Gilbert knowingly broke those of his employer. Now, the CofE hasn't damned him to Hell, it has simply stopped him officiating, as it said it would and as he knew it would. Cue screechy press release. And instead of telling him to go and fuck himself with a brass candlestick, the Guardian, the New Puritans' house rag, went on the warpath and its comment board soldiers all lined-up to sing the Horst Homophobe Song and to sing it at one contributor in particular.<br /><br />continues....<br /><br />call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-58291905576625223052016-01-06T15:53:56.055+00:002016-01-06T15:53:56.055+00:00Ever the ignoramus, mrs woar, I never managed to r...Ever the ignoramus, mrs woar, I never managed to read Peter Pan, always finding it a bit creepy, like most fairy stories, from Hansel and Gretel to Harry Potter. Sick, as a child, however, in my Mum'n'Dad's bed, I read and enjoyed Animal Farm and kinda understood it, too.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.com