Saturday, 31 October 2009

There shall now follow some swearing

Okay, busy couple of days - concert last night, and a wedding (not mine!) today, but I noted the news that Professor Nutt has been sacked. For essentially applying science to the drugs debate, something the puritannical collection of disease-festooned whores scabby cuntlips that populate Gordon 'Fuckwit' Browns inner circle.

It's been said many times that Labours 'science based policy' claims are out-and-out bullshit, not just any old bullshit, but stuff shovelled fresh from the diarrheatic arses of Lucifers own satanic herd, and they actually pursue 'policy based science.'

I would be far more venomous and inventive with my phrasing, alas even news from coming from our monocular dead duck PM cannot quite dent that today's a happy day. Plus I have no plans to allow the cylopian fruitcake to endanger an evening of alcohol and sex!

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Mandelson Sets Sail For FAIL!

So after a meeting with David Geffen, Voldemort has decided to go on the offensive against the filesharers of the UK. He likes his meetings with rich people doesn't he? Usually followed by, although I'm sure there it is mere coincidence, something occurring to the benefit of said rich person. This Mandy certainly doesn't leave without taking.

At first glance it is hard to argue against taking action against persistent infringers of intellectual property, although its curious that we're taking a hard line against some freetard releasing the latest Leona Lewis album, yet somewhat less so against a company like Microsoft, whose attitude to other businesses intellectual property is in much the same light as Raffles the Gentleman Thief's attitude to other peoples jewellery.

But I digress, the problem here is that they're trying to apply some rules that simply won't work. The free downloading genie isn't simply out of the bottle, it's hailing a taxi back to it's place with the girl you really fancy, a bottle of champers and a box of condoms. They went after Napster, killed it, and the response was a profliferation of Napster clones and new technology like Bittorrent. Metallica did a wonderful job of alienating their fans, going after those who'd downloaded their material, the upshot of which was I downloaded Death Magnetic long before the official release, and before my physical copy arrived in the post.

In short, all attempts, legal or otherwise, to shut down file-sharing have had successes so shortlived they made mayflies look like doyens of longevity. New technologies and existing alternatives -  darknets, FTP sites, encrypted P2P - will circumvent any and all attempts to stop file sharing.

It's not going away, and over the last decade there has been a free-at-point-of-download mentality (sort of a file NHS...) which has washed over the people - also known as the voters should any politician want to consider their opinion on this - and it's here to stay. Instead of adopting legal measures, it's time to look at methods of extracting value for content creators in a different manner, because pragmatism is required here as reality crashes into ideology, and no ideology quite manages to stand up to the unpleasant truths of the real world.

Many of us regard piracy as wrong, even though some of us indulge in it - it's a useful way to build the foundations of a business before buying legit software for example - and several businesses took advantage of it. Much of Microsofts early dominance involved the ease it's software could be duplicated (early universal software keys such as 1234-1234567 or 1111-1111111 hardly challenged those pesky pirates), and Macromedia, prior to being bought out by Adobe, got a toehold into the multimedia business in much the same way. Dreamweaver would never have spent years as the standard for developing websites in without it being the easiest program to download, install and crack, thus allowing thousands of nascent web designers to stick on their CV's, meaning design agencies bought it en masse. It's also a great way to take software and music for a test drive, although less and less people are using it for that and just regard it as another source of Free Shit.

But concepts of right and wrong are, for the most part, societal. Sure, for those who believe in the Big Invisible Guy they get a list handed down from high of do's and don'ts, for the rest of us we pretty much go off what we would and wouldn't enjoy happening to us. 'Wrong' is generally a consensus of opinion over what we really wouldn't like to occur to us. Right now internet piracy is moving away from the 'wrong' column, and heading firmly into the one marked 'right.' Before long free stuff will be seen as a right - as it with newspaper content online (good luck at changing that Murdoch) - and that'll have a detrimental effect on content creation as artists find something to do other than make stuff for nothing. I suppose there some irony in the fact the taxpayer supported some British artists whilt they were on the dole queue and learning their trade...

I'm not sure what the answer is - the whole system is quite complex as you have the content creators, and the ISP which deliver the content, all requiring money to keep going. I suspect we'll see ISP-level charges inside the decade, with the ISP determining what kind of data is going through the pipes and billing both ends appropriately. The ISP will then pay aggregator groups like the Performing Rights Society.

Monday, 26 October 2009

That Jimmy Carr Joke

So Jimmy Carr caused a bit of a fuss with his joke "Say what you like about the servicemen amputees from Iraq and Afghanistan, but we are going to have a fucking good Paralympic team in 2012."

Now it's not the first time I've heard a joke like that, indeed on a bulletin board I occasionally frequent one member said a similar thing about US troops.

I don't particularly like Jimmy Carr - he looks like the worlds only punchable Downs Syndrome sufferer for starters, and many of his jokes aren't all that funny. His more offensive ones usually are though, the Gypsy Moth one from a few years back also caused a bit of a ruckus but was damn funny.

But here, well, it's all out of proportion - how the hell Bob Ainsworth has the gall to say it's offensive to troops when he and his government have knowingly been sending troops to war zones under-equipped, and with the equipment they have given them not always appropriate, and are now trying to sell off training (they've already stifled TA training), is beyond me.

And really, I doubt most servicemen will be that offended - I've had many occasions drinking with members of various branches of the armed forces, and they all have singularly sick sense of humour. I guess you have to. Plus, any group who play 'freckle' have little to worry about verbal shit.

Friday, 23 October 2009

Nick Griffin on Question Time - What A Fuck Up For The Anti-BNP Crowd

Just watched one of the biggest train wrecks ever. I was going to bed, but felt I needed to get this out of my system before I do.

On Question Time tonight Nick Griffin may not have covered himself in glory, but neither was he buried under his own bullshit. His evasiveness was almost eclipsed by Jack Straw complete inability to confess to Labours part in the BNP's rise, which was doubly bad as Straw really kneecapped him when Griffin refused to say how he'd altered his views on the Holocaust.

The problem was that, for once, the elephant in the room got acknowledged. It shouldn't have been - people on the dole queue really don't give a toss about the Holocaust, or that Griffin was on stage with a KKK Grand Wizard, Dragon, or whatever girly fucking nerdy name the bedsheet wearers call their leaders. They're more concerned about how their bills will be paid, keeping a roof over their head and getting a job/more benefits.

The people the BNP attract aren't the kind of middle-class, Guardian reading right-on types the QT audience consisted off, they're not the people who are representative of the panel. They're the angry ones, who think they've got a right to a job, who refuse to acknowledge their own role in not having the qualifications for a decent job, who see their neighbourhood under some kind of cultural invasion they neither want nor understand.

They're Labours Lost Generation, they're the ones who hear the BNP's siren call and all they saw tonight was a man who they think stands up for them being bullied, ganged up on and set about by people they regard as the enemy.

Tonight the BNP's economic and judicial policies could've been placed under the spotlight - one audience member actually did try that early on, but they were too busy re-enacting the Nuremberg Trials to knock Griffin about on existing points of order, and so was told that wasn't the debate.

Take a look at the BBC's Have Your Say. Whilst the people who already hated Griffin and the BNP are celebrating victory, there still remains a lot of support amongst commentators:

I THOUGHT QUESTION TIME TONIGHT WAS WORTH WATCHING.
WELL DONE NICK ! YOU HAVE MY VOTE

LYNN
LYNN GEE, OLDHAM

Currently recommended by 47 people.
Having watched question just now, if ever I needed a reason to vote for Nick Griffin I just got it. I have never before witnessed such hatred directed at one panelist. I was shocked at the lack of control exerted by Dimblebly who seemed to gloat at trying to embaress Nick Griffin. I was hoping to hear contributions from Mr Griffin on a wide range of subjects, all I heard was hate directed at one individual for his non conformist views. Ill vote BNP now for sure.
A Connolly, Manchester
Currently recommended by 84 people.

And there are more, by no means a majority, but a sizeable minority with plenty of people supporting the opinions by clicking the 'recommend' button.

Others are disgusted by the ganging up on Griffin by audience and panel.

No side came out a winner, but it's no wonder the BNP keep popping up if the likes of QT and it's panel think the best way beating them is by demonizing them in the eyes of people who already loathe them. It really displays an utter lack of understanding of those whose support the BNP attracts and seeks.

The Anti-BNP crowd wanted to see Griffin slaughtered, and in their eyes they got their wish - but it's not their eyes they ought to be concerned about. They fucked up on that one.

Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Bloggers as Teddy Bears: Obnoxio!

So I was looking at teddy bears (don't ask), and I came across this one:



I was immediately reminded of a certain bloggers usage of Pennywise:



Hmmmm...

Morons See Sense

The Performing Rights Society are one of the groups who, at first, seem like a useful body - a one stop solution for artists to collect various types of performing rights. As you start looking further in though, you get the idea that maybe the whole organization needs tossing into a volcano.

For starters, they took a car servicing company to court over playing the radio. Apparently if customers can hear it, you need a licence. It's a fucking radio at work you utter cuntish cretins! Tossers!

This latest one took the biscuit though, they tried to tell a woman who sang whilst stacking shelves she needed a licence. Seriously. People that petty deserve to die in any number of horrible ways, and even though the dumb bastards finally saw sense, the very fact they even tried to pull that shit indicates what a collective of utterly worthless, pointless twatdrips they are. They need Bono inserting as far up their colonic passageway as possible, using swarfega as lube.

If you read the tale, she only resorted to singing as she had to bin her radio as, like in the car servicing companies case, she was informed she needed a licence. To play a fucking radio. In a shop. Even then they pursued her for singing, until enough negative publicity drove them into doing something vaguely human, whereupon they said she was fine and sent her some flowers.

If you ever want to ask what went wrong with the UK, ignore all the ranting from the likes of the BNP and Daily Mail, and take a really good luck at the petty, pathetic, snotty and downright arsiness of prickfests like the PRS. That Traffic Warden mentality, that lack of common sense, that's where we've pissed away our potential.

The State Giveth, The State Taketh...

A potential client of mine deals with Childcare Vouchers, which Labour introduced in 2005, last month they announced changes which will effect said clients business - for the worse.

Now apart from a salutary lesson on the wisdom of not basing your business on anything provided by the government, it just goes to show how little joined up thinking goes on in Browns, and Labour as a whole, excuse for a brain.

We've had Labour bang on about cuts damaging the economy, well here they are doing just that themselves! This will lead to redundancies, and some businesses simply closing up with their bosses moving onto the next profitable venture rather than hanging around to eke out the last few drops of cash from the vouchers. I'm sure those employees losing their jobs will remember this change fondly when the election arrives...

Of course if Labour hadn't taxed us all so much, I'm pretty sure people could've afforded childcare without relying on state handouts or vouchers, but of course that's not Labours Way. They prefer to take the money, then reallocate it in the most inefficient way possible (that means more state sector jobs), preferably via third parties (jobs reliant on the state sector) who take a cut. What starts off as a tenner is probably worth under a fiver by the times it's allocated.

You get a top-heavy, unwieldy state that makes everyone that much poorer, and one that, come an economic storm, struggles to keep upright. Labour, remember people to never vote them in again.

Monday, 19 October 2009

Freedom Of Speech Doesn't Mean Freedom From It's Consequences.

There's been a bit of a hullaballoo over B&D's suggestion to boycott the Daily Mail, along with a Twitter campaign against it, Obo and Anna Racoon all think this in some way attacks freedom of speech. They're wrong.

Freedom comes with consequences, it's the fulcrum that libertarianism in all it's forms sits upon. You do X, you are responsible for X and any direct consequences that come from it. Don't like consequences? Tough. Your ability to reap what you sow is the wellspring that all other freedoms flow from.

You say something people don't like - and you are free to do so - you are not free to expect people to simply absorb it. I will defend your right to say what you will, but I will also defend peoples right to tell you go fuck yourself right in the ear if they find it offensive.

As long as there is no force or coercion - and if you count social pressure, well we'd better start banning advertising as that relies on it too, and that's a road I have no wish to dance down - I really don't see an issue with highlighting your own personal disgust. That's freedom of speech too.

The concept of free speech means that people can call for a boycott. As is the choice to follow or ignore the request, which is part of being able to freely associate. Advertisers are free to walk away if they feel it endangers their business in some way.

Step back from the initial disgust at wanting someone silenced, and you'll see that is freedom working. That it may not be working quite how you expect it, or how you want it to work, is your problem, not freedoms.

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Not The Revolution Needed

We dodged a bullet at the weekend, the police did a fine job (not often I say that), and the £800k is chickenfeed compared to costs had it kicked off. Both sides taunted the other, and elements on both sides were wanting trouble.

The trouble is, as I said in a comment on my previous post, is that these confrontations are going to get more frequent and, in all probability, worse.

Two of the things Labour have managed to do is destroy social mobility, and turn multiculturism into a collection of insular enclaves. Rather than keep mixing things, they've allowed society to settle into distinct strata, and in such conditions views and behaviours start to become entrenched.

Worse, it makes spending decisions look questionable - if you spend money on an area, and that area is pretty monocultural it looks like favouritism regardless of whether it is or not. That breeds resentment.

The benefits class and low-paid working classes are starting to get fed up with what they see as the Islamification of the UK, and the bourgeois middle classes ignore that at their peril. We're in dodgy economic times, and we're due another dip in the economy, and that's just going to engender more anger.

The EDL are likely to inspire the Muslim groups to arm - back in the day, at school, the one time the various white clades combined in the face of Asian aggression, the Asians upped the stakes by bringing weapons, such as knives, in - and the EDL are a collection of groups, normally hitting one another, who have combined in the face of what they perceive as a threat.

Not wishing to proclaim impending doom or anything, but these are all pointers to trouble ahead. The problem being that the people able to do anything about this exist in their own strata, alienated from those whose anger is bubbling away nicely, and so not really able to understand what the hell is going on.

From their rarified heights they see racism, they see people being unreasonable, what they don't see is how these people have reached these points and their day-to-day lives. They go off theory, and how they expect people to act - when the only Muslims you know are the very reasonable middle-aged doctors, lawyers and media luvvies earning a small fortune, it's hard to see the see the young, angry lost ones trapped between western temptation and imported cultural expectation earning pittance.

When you live in your £250k+ suburban semi, in a mainly white area, it's hard to see those trapped in terraced hell, increasingly feeling alienated in their own hometowns and wanting someone, anyone, to blame and lash out at.

That's where the revolution will start, it won't be pretty, and I don't think the end result will be good or beneficial to Britain. Labours lasting legacy may very well be a permanently scarred nation.

Monday, 12 October 2009

Dear Thieving Shitehawks (AKA Members of Parliament)

I'm going to be getting an engagement ring priced up this week, and after getting the price will probably need a stiff drink. Or three.

I'll be thinking about how much of that rings cost, and how much of the cost of the double whiskeys I'll need after, will be swinging its way back to the treasury.

Then I'll be thinking about you fuckers. And your whining about paying back the thousands you troughed out of our fucking pockets.

And I'll be remembering come election time.

Bullshit Of The Day!

Apparently Chubby Browns twin sister needs to apologize to Parliament for, uh, well, stealing really.

This bit is golden though...
"We accept that it appears that Ms Smith spent more time in London than in Redditch, even during the period 2007-09, when she spent more nights in Redditch than in London."
It's called commuting. Lots of people do it, and the taxman doesn't let us felch our cash back for it, so why in the name of Jesus tapdancing Christ can they? Arseholes, the lot of them.

Apparently she's 'disappointed' at the outcome, in her jackboots I'd be cartwheeling around the house, planning a wonderfully expensive meal to stick on expenses and reaching for the toy drawer for an afternoon of vibrating pleasure.

Pity we can't vote for the shit on our shoes, has to better than this bunch of genetically larcenous fucknuts.

Friday, 9 October 2009

Obama Wins Nobel Peace Prize

Now the fact the Nobel Peace Prize is something of a huge fucking joke is not hidden, just look at some of the winners of the years:

Al Gore and the IPCC? Yasser Arafat? Henry Kissinger? Jimmy Carter?

A combination of the downright useless and downright unpleasant. Sure, there have been those deserving of it, but it's not what the Prize is about anymore.

Obama has been given it for what? "his extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and co-operation between peoples".

Imagine Terry Jones, dressed as woman, and going "oooooohhhh!" in Life of Brian. Yeah, that's how compelling a reason I find that.

He's already signalling he plans to backtrack on closing Gitmo when he said he would, is still pursuing a war in Afghanistan, has stated he has no problem firing into Pakistan if necessary, still fine with rendition.

Now you can argue the merits of any of those in regards to battling terrorism, what you can't argue is that they're pretty antithetical to concept of a peacemaker. Sort of what the Prize is all about. He's got it for being famous, being the first black US President and not being George Bush, in a bout of rampant cocksuckery by the Nobel panellists.

Seriously, stop this - Obama is President, great and good, but stop handing him plaudits for what he is, but for his actions - and it's way to early to grab the awards for those just yet.

EDIT: Turns out the deadline for nominations was February 11th, when his Presidency was just 11 days old...

Bloody Tories!

You come to Manchester, you jam our traffic up... ;)

I'm doing an evening course, and the combination of departing visitors to the Tory conference and rush hour traffic made for a fine amount of congestion. Portland Street looked like a carpark, only hornier - and not in a good way, but in a fucking annoying honking car horn way.

It's a real pity I didn't get chance to go to some of the events, it would've been useful to see how these things work, and, well, blog about them. Fairly aggravating to have a highly bloggable event on your doorstep, and you're busy doing personal shit!

Next time a party wants a conference nearby, go to bloody Blackpool - it needs the investment more than us! Plus next time, I'll bob along. Unless it's Labour, I may not like the other parties that much, but Labour I actively detest, and would probably end up punching some New Labour tithead.

Monday, 5 October 2009

Becoming A Politician

Not for the first time, it has been suggested to me I should go into politics. Usually it's a man-on-the-street type who tells me this, but this time it was a lawyer who went to school with St Tony of Blair. Not really the kind of person I would expect to vote for someone with penchant for listening to Slayer and a face with several piercings, but who nevertheless thought my opinions fresh and interesting, and felt I would garner no small amount of support, at least around London, with my views.

Now I must admit becoming a politician would be nice from a financial point - my first proper job was shoving wooden pallets around a warehouse, at the tender age of 16, for £1.80 an hour, so earning over £50k is something I could appreciate without going to find a trough to shove my snout in. Maybe if most of the troughing cunts who 'represent' us had to do some crappy physical labour work (washing bird shit off plastics seats at 6am was a memorable job) they'd appreciate being given a guarantee of future comfort.

But what are the chances of making a difference? After all, if I simply wanted wealth I could earn a small fortune doing various illicit things that wouldn't attract legal attention. No, if I went in politics I'd want to change things, improve the nation.

You may disagree with how I'd achieve that, but I would want to pursue the improvement of British citizens lives. I can't see how the cosy elite, ensconced as they are in the Establishment, would want to alter that. The status quo suits them.

Inertia is moving the nation inexorably towards a pure-state solution, from Labours increasing of state-based systems, to the EU turning into a barely-accountable federal state. I doubt I'd get the support to wrestle us out of that, or any of the problems the political elite can't see exist from their suburban, mainly-white enclaves. It's not problems they encounter, so they don't care - their class get voted in either way, and it's just a case of looking after themselves.

It's not another politician that's needed, it's a popular uprising. And we're at least a decade away from that.

I may still have a crack at politics though, I'm bored with IT, but right now I'm in a deeply unhappy place, so any decision will have to await until my breed of Churchill's 'Black Dog' runs away.

Friday, 2 October 2009

10k Payout For Being Asked To Remove A Turban

Fucking lunacy!

If he'd been mocked, abused or taunted, then I could understand, but the crime here was for being asked:
"Can you take that thing off?"
The whole thing smacks of someone taking the piss, which damages genuine cases of persecution. I hope the greedy bastard get his head caved in on duty, thus showing how much use that turban is over an armoured helmet.

Mind you, were that to happen I've no doubt his family would sue the police not equipping him properly.

There has to be a sensible level of accommodating various cultures and religions, but at the end of the day, if your religion or creed stops you from using equipment for your own fucking safety then you cannot do the job period.

I argue that PC Singh's religious requirements make him unsuitable for the job, and that's something that needs to be gotten across. You want to be a policeman? Well, here's a list of things you're going to have to do - and if any of them offend you, there's the door. Go find another career that fits more comfortably with your beliefs.