Is the human race about to reap what it’s sown?

Seventeen months since I last posted. It’s been quiet.

Greece supplies the economic model for the UK whilst Ireland leads the way in fighting prejudice and legalising same-sex marriage. Sepp Blatter’s career ends in tatters under a corrupt stench of filthy money and Volkswagen plead guilty to playing dirty. At long, long last Shaker Aamer returns home after 13 years in hell, yet Guantanamo remains open. A whole new scale of hell breaks loose in the Middle East, as terrorist attacks, suicide bombings and deaths of innocent civilians all continue to escalate worldwide. Immigrants seek refuge in desperation, meeting open arms and closed, ill-informed minds depending on where you look.

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Russell Brand and The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists

Russell Brand, the man of the moment, whether he’s loved or loathed, hero-worshiped or hated, is causing quite a stir with his revolutionary hullabaloo. Everyone is having their say, from celebrities to social commentators, right-wing politicians to left-wing footballers, he’s being shot down or smothered with love from every angle. Good. Even his biggest critics can see at worst he’s encouraging debate and activity. For a long while (the Big Brother years) I couldn’t turn off the TV quick enough when he appeared with his cock-sure, overtly sexual gesticulations, which were as off-putting as the piece of shit programme he was presenting. But people change. Or some become better entertainers. Continue reading

Laughing at the fantastic Tesco fiasco

So, Tesco shares have closed the day 6.5% down after they announced profits have been overstated by £263m. Easily done I suppose. Apparently underlying profits have slumped to (a miserly) £783m, down almost 47% on the previous year and sales continued to fall. Good. Fuck ‘em. Some chief exec fella is on his way out too, no doubt with his pockets bulging under the weight of a sizeable cheque and a lifetime of clubcard points. Continue reading

One world – independence is a state of mind

So this morning I woke up to the news that we are still the same United Kingdom. It looked for a few days recently like that was all about to change as the No Thanks campaign was on a mission to self-destruct, that was until Gordon ‘The Lionheart’ Brown stepped up to the plate. Brown’s passion, intensity and bravado clearly showed up Darling’s consistently feeble efforts, almost willing Scotland to part. Continue reading

Viva Viva Palestina! Scotland unites for Palestine

Scotland united for Palestine today as thousands descended upon the Mound in Edinburgh for a peaceful demonstration against the atrocities in Gaza. With similar demonstrations happening all over the UK the voice from the civilian population at least is clear – end the massacre and bring peace to Gaza and Palestine. With a death toll now in excess of 1000, mostly civilians, and a ceasefire simply enabling the world to see the extent of the devastation, this respite is at best an opportunity to negotiate, for what it’s worth. Continue reading

And all the grown-ups will say, “But why are the kids crying?” And the kids will say, “Haven’t you heard? Rick is dead! The People’s Poet is dead!”

So, Rik Mayall died today. Fuck. Such totally unexpected and seriously sad news. Unlike so many who die prematurely, and despite Rik’s penchant for ‘danger’, to read a deluge of tributes to the actor, writer and comedian just seemed so, so horribly wrong. At 56 he’s far too young to die, and well… he was in The Young Ones. No way can Rik be dead. Continue reading

Lush – ethical retailing at its very best

I’ve spent my fair share of working life within the confines of a retail environment. Long hours, seasonal stress, a pressure to deliver sales, appease and motivate staff and converse amicably with the lovely general public. Bloody hard work, even when the product at your fingertips, music and film, is a life’s passion. Straight from school, fumbling into the stockroom then toy department of WH Smiths, spending the vast majority of the following 25 years in a catalogue of shops, until a succession of redundancies forced my career (hmm…) path elsewhere. I know retail, I’ve done it and I’m glad I’m out. Continue reading

Say no to the council – say yes to keeping the Noddy Train at Hengistbury Head

I had a wonderfully happy childhood, mainly because I had wonderfully loving and supportive parents. They encouraged me and allowed me the freedom to make my own choices and my own mistakes. As a child that encouragement was focused on the things I most enjoyed and had a passion for – sport and music mainly – but also a love of the outdoors. Usually that meant playing any number of sports, but it also meant regular trips to such glorious playgrounds as Boscombe Beach, Kings Park, Shelley Park and the heavenly world of adventures on offer at Hengistbury Head. Continue reading

A message of love

“Valentine’s Day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.” So spoke Jim Carrey’s character Joel Barish in Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind. Hmm…

Well… what better way to tell someone you love them? What better way to make that special, impulsive romantic gesture? What better way to tell the love of your life that they mean everything to you, that they are your world and without them you wouldn’t be the person you are? What better way to support our horribly commercial capitalist society that force-feeds us overpriced slushy greetings cards and those special ‘must have’ treats for our lovers on this one, oh so special day each year? Bunch of flowers for Valentine’s Day? Box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day? Yeah, that’ll do it. Continue reading