There was a time when gold diggers were honest about it
Current mood: pirate
Category: Life
aslo... An American Icon re-interpreted for today
and my fave pic of the week! There is something so English about his photo its not laughing and holding hitlers head under his arm... its doing this whilst using a cane as well and not a gun in sight! I am not however sure he is English, not an expert on uniforms definetly doesnt look American to me though maybe Russian?
however nothing beats this for weirdness what the hell is going on? why did the sikhs build this? why only one tower did they run out of sand? what kind of weird tribute is this? See not only American can appear stupid... it happens to the best of us too!
WOW radio signals detected emanating from beyond the solar system!
Current mood: alien amenable
Category: alien amenable Web, HTML, Tech
I only found this story today reported in the link at the below that radio signals have been detected in at a Radio telescope in South Africa! they emanated from over 30,000 light years away towards the centre of the galaxy. Didnt see anything reported on this in my normal newsources was told by SU about Russia Today recently and found it as a feature article on their website. Maybe i just missed it when i was reported buried away somewhere but surely this is big news? The signal could possibly be of alien origin... then again what do i know about news?
Apparently though the telescope was made and designed by students so its being verified by experts.
Rational Anarchism is the new Socialism - unite against the state
Current mood: apathetic
Category: News and Politics
what do you see when you read the images against a modern interpretation of the socialist internationale? Do you see a need to carry on the fight? Do you see an outdated ideal?
Some NON news from the UK
Current mood: betrayed
Category: Life
government bodies have posted notes...to organistaions dealing with children advising healthcare professionals will no longer use the word Obese to describe the lil fat fuckers.. instead letters addressed to the parents will address the issue as X(the lil fat fucker) is VERY overweight... apparently telling parents their kids are obese gets these fat fucker breeders really upset... and stops any constructive dialogue...apparently when they are called very overweight this will encourage more dialogue than fuck off.
talking about fat fucks... anyone fancy some chips?
Don’t Ever FORGET 13th July 1995 Srebrenica
Current mood: blank
Category: News and Politics
"I was not even able to touch the floor, the concrete floor of the building (…) After the shooting, I felt a strange kind of heat, warmth, which was actually coming from the blood that covered the concrete floor, and I was stepping on the dead people who were lying around. But there were even people who were still alive, who were only wounded, and as soon as I would step on one, I would hear him cry, moan, because I was trying to move as fast as I could. I could tell that people had been completely disembodied, and I could feel bones of the people that had been hit by those bursts of gunfire or shells, I could feel their ribs crushing. And then I would get up again and continue."
Questions Questions
Current mood: chill
Category: Life
(If you would like to take part in this "game," follow the instructions at the end of this post.)
1. What is your best childhood memory, and why?
There are two equal ones...
The birth of my sis when i was 2 years old. The whole idea of life just appearing from nowhere and her so cute angry face surrounded by that black curly hair awwwwww loved her to bits immediately... never fuck with my sister or i will kill ya!
Living in Malaysia for a year when i was 4 years old. Absolute paradise for a kid... no curfew... the whole neighborhood acting like an extended family... running from house to house... just complete freedom to be a kid... no structured time just running free like a kid should.
2. What is the craziest thing you did so far in your life? Don't be shy sharing!
it of course involves drugs... but there are so many to choose from i cannot say for sure.. but i guess the ones that stick out are the ones that led to be nearly overdosing and being saved by the excellent NHS we have in this country. Oh no i reemmber the craziest thing now ... well i dont but i have a witness. i actually flat lined in ER one time... i was being revivied by a crash team... when i came around the first thing i did was swing my fists and managed to punch a nurse in the face.
3. Ok here comes a personal one- How old were you when you first had sex, and what was the experience like for you?
not answering this one!
4. If you are in a relationship, or have been in the past what is the ONE THING that you feel you need from the other person, and they are either not aware (because you dont verbalize it), or they ARE aware and you are not getting that from them?
hmmm strange one this one. i dont normaly feel i need anything from a partner other than respect first and foremost everything else can grow from that. To be honest i have had a few girlfriends that have had no respect for themselves and thereofore no respect for anyone else. i hate women that are a walkover i like strong independent women that dont need me and i am the same i dont need them i just choose to be with them. I know i havent fully answered the question i just found this question to be a question written by a women for another women... its not how men think. IF you are a women and reading this please explain what it means.
5. What is the one thing in your life that you wish you would have done differently? And, you cant say... "Nothing, I have no regrets." :-)
Studied harder.
BONUS QUESTION- 2 parts:
6. How do you handle anger, and/or emotional pain? Are you passive, passive/aggresive or assertive? Explain in detail.
i am just AGRESSIVE.... learning to be assertive by and large getting better at it each year to the point now im in the majority on the assertive. i have always had a problem with authority or being pushed around and my reaction to that has always been to fight it. However, when i was younger i wasnt really equipped with the tools to succeed at this... as i would just get angry and get an equally angry response back.. i have learned over the years how to control the angry man inside me to the point that i dont get angry anymore not really angry anyway im learning to show the real emotions behind the anger and also to acheive the results i want i learnt anger is always a failure. Assertiveness is channeled agression and im getting better at that.
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the London Bombings 3 years on...and a day
Current mood: thoughtful
Category: News and Politics
I wanted to write this blog yesterday but the words just wouldnt come... i was in quite a reflective mood... I remember the day like it was yesterday. The news was patchy to start with. Then as the reports on the internet started to multiply it became obvious that multiple terrorists attacks had occured in London. Putting this in the right emotional context is quite difficult. London the day before had been awarded the Olympics.. was a time of celebration and joy for London and to look forward to London the great city being awarded such a prestigious event. Then the next morning whilst i was drinking coffee trying to wake myself up at work we started getting an inkling what was going on. Someone IM'd with some links... i loooked and slowly dawned that something truly horrendous was happening in London. The small trickle of news then turned into a flood. The huge flatscreen TVs that we have above our heads at work suddenly started showing scenes from outside london tube stations, its just all confusing...I'm no even sure when i heard concrete evidence that terrorists had struck... it all came in small dribs and drabs. Pretty soon work is going into overdrive.... i cannot concentrate, my overseas collegues on the jobs im working with them on have more news than i do... as we're trying to work the news keeps building up, the undergroud is shutdown, then the unbelievable news... London is shut down, no trains leaving no trains getting there, all roads in and out closed.. I'm going on mute.... not really paying attention to the jobs im doing trying to call family... mobile networks are down, i call my dad at home see if he has heard from my brother and sister... didnt ask him about my Mum as there was no way he would have heard from her anyway... i've woken him up he'd been asleep as it was all happening as im explaining whats happening telling him whats happened i can here the anxiety rising in his voice, he's now as worried as me.
Then i feel like I been hit by a baseball bat... someone has blown up a packed bus on the Hackney to Central London route... it really hits me hard, i am having a few problems keeping my eyes dry, blinking furiously. i lived in Hackney for years... was it the 26? the 48? the 55? the 30? I see the faces on those buses i used to get every morning... That fat bitch that i always wished never sat next to me...the cute blonde i flirted with on the bus for a couple of years always wishing she did sit next to me, the schoolkids that always annoyed the hell out of me, the big black lady and her mates always laughing and joking... and my sister, her husband, flatmates... im just seeing all of them on a bus being blown to pieces...i still feel a tad ashamed of this but i can remember wishing it was a bus that was doing the return journey then i wouldnt know any of the faces. Anyway it wasnt one of the buses i regularly used it was the 30... the 26 which i used nearly every day for 3 years was the bus that the bomb failed to go off on the 21st July. The bus blew up at Tavistock Square, i used to work in front of the square.. and my GF at the time worked at the BMA on the the square we used to meet for lunch either on the pub on one of the corners if the weather was good or we would spend our lunches with many other city workers lying in the grass enjoying the sun while it lasted. Well that was half the square... on the other side of the path that bisected the green space was where the junkies and homeless hung out. London is weird like that. You accept everyone and get on with just about everyone or the place would fall apart... just like tavistock square at lunchtimes the junkies and the homeless knew their side and we knew our and we didnt bother each other... althouh i would panci when i would see someone get the nods after injecting themselves with H hoping it wasnt gonna be an overdose.
here's a pic of the idyllic spot in the centre of London
I heard from my sister and everyone else i loved over the course of the day... and was relieved to hear no one i knew had been killed or seriously maimed some had had close escapes. My sister had been on a bus near liverpool street when the liverpool street bomb went off, a few minutes later she would have been on the platform, a ex collegue at work now with the City of London police was one of the first units that went down...cannot imagine how that has effected him and i dont want to ask. For a long time afterwards the platform for the central line was closed at liverpool Street. Its the station that i use to get into London from here, i would over the weeks that followed walk past the closed platform.
You knw that whole time is kinda mixed up. I really thought until a few days ago that John Charles De Menezes the poor Brazilian guy that was cold bloodely murdered by the British Police was executed on the 8th of July the day after the bombings but it was the 22nd the day after the second wave failed to succeed. I can really understand the atmosphere that caused the Police to react the way they did, but to this day i am absolutely disgusted with the lies and the leaks they made about this man to blacken his reputation... instead of owning up to their mistake on this one. They leaked to the press that he had cocaine in his bloodstream, they said he ran away from the Police. Can you imagine how fucked up that was?
You know us British, we suck it up... never let the bastards grind us down. One of hte most moving sights i saw after the bombings was at a sports event. Two men were holding an England flay with the legend "London 1 Terrorists 0" emblazoned across it. With typcial British spirit we made jokes, we laughed in the face of those that tried to scare us. There has been terrorist attacks since and there will be terrorist attacks in the future but the attitude will always be FUCK YOU CUNTS. I think this is best symbolised by those members of the public that punched the lights out of the man that tried to drive a car bomb into Glasgow airport. The man was on fire and they wrestled him from the car and gave him a good kicking.
You know 3 years on and we still dont know the really important points, i was going to write more in this part but i dont want to turn this into a diatribe and rant and rave about what i am so angry about or the questions i want answered
This directly effects every person living in London at the time, it effected many millions more that have lived their once, it affected the many milion more of those that visit our capital as tourists. Also it tragically effected those 60 killed on the day, it profoundly affected the 1000 injured and the many 1000s more that were lucky enough to walk away physically unscathed.
Please give us the independent inquiry London deserves.
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