Apart from a few misguided nihilists who revel in disorder – forgetting, of course that anarchist rule would mean no running water, no electricity and no sanitation, how would you charge your BlackBerrys, guys? – the general consensus of England seems to be that the sporadic rioting of last week was a BAD THING.
Continue reading “London Riots: I Have A Dream… Alright, A Fantasy”
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Why is Julie Burchill so unpopular? Is it because she is outspoken, deliberate provocative and prone to shouting things people don’t want to hear at inappropriate moments? Partly. Is it because she refuses to accept that she no longer has anything worthwhile to contribute as she skipped past the age limit on relevance in women’s lives some time ago? Possibly.
Or maybe it’s something even simpler. Could it be that people dislike Julie Burchill because she isn’t particularly nice to look at? There. I said it. Kill me now.
Continue reading “Julie Burchill & The Structural Aesthetic Of Doom”
Watching the coverage of the rioting in London on Sky News last night (yes, I’m a Murdoch bitch, but they had a helicopter and the BBC didn’t), I was struck by inability of otherwise intelligent journalists to grasp the motivation behind the social unrest.
I have therefore prepared a short primer, firstly to facilitate better dissemination of the facts and secondly to prevent me from starting my own riot by throwing objects at the television.
You’re welcome.
If a shark attacks a human being, it is perfectly normal for several beardy types to launch themselves into the relevant ocean and return some days later, stinking of fish and brandishing the corpse of a random creature they have ‘confirmed’ as the killer of the unfortunate victim. The subsequent amateur photography of the same salty sea dogs grinning with amused pride provide some sort of comfort and closure to the hardy villagers and they all live happily ever after.
The news that Lars von Trier will be releasing his latest movie, ‘Nymphomaniac’ in a hardcore version as well as softcore version will come as no surprise (and possibly prove to be a relief) to anyone who survived the uncut version of his 2009 outing, Antichrist.
via parentfail.com
Armed with little but a pneumatic chest and a smart mouth, Katie Price had managed to elude accusations of being a feminist icon until around 2004, when her appearance on ITV reality show ‘I’m A Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here’ propelled her into the ante-room of debate that precedes such an honour.
R.I.P x
If, heaven forbid, your child was murdered, there aren’t too many people on the planet who would begrudge you the right to five minutes alone in a room with the individual(s) responsible. And possibly a crowbar.
Kelly Welles 
