Sunday being a day of rest, I have decided to introduce this feature to my site, in which I will forgo the pleasure of inflicting long, florid essays upon you, and instead, provide a series of short, sharp burps of opinion on this and that.
http://www.gentheoryrubbish.com/
The good manners for which I am famed the length and breadth of, well, this room, at any rate, impel me to return a mention I received over at Will's place. He had, so to speak, removed the quaint cloth cap that I believe all Geordies wear, and tugging at his forelock, begged for a place on my Role of Honour (see below). Understandable as this request is, I have to refuse it. Will is very much like his 'sister', ' Hak Mao, (well, they're brothers and sisters under the skin) in that they are both what I call nominal Lefties, but no political party or faction would admit either of them. This reflects enormous credit on their independent minds and their sharp wits! To get on my Role of Honour, you must be an ideologically paid-up member of the 'Trot-lot Tendency' and yet still cling to enough remnants of tolerance by putting up with me. Will (and Hak Mao) could out-box me with one hand tied behind their backs, and thus have no need for the dreaded 'Banned' button.
The Vomitorium
Even as ancient, cynical and unshockable as I am, there are still the odd stories that are likely to produce from me what our Australian cousins call a multi-coloured yawn. The following is a cut and paste job from a comment I left on Ed Rooksby's site (of which, see more below):
"However, Ed, you are right to summarise my attitude to Geldof, Bono, et al, as "sneering contempt", and it is precisely because I *DO* care about the starving peoples of Africa, that I loath and detest their simplistic, stupid and evil, so-called solutions. I use the word 'evil' after due thought, because we all have a brain and it is a moral duty to use it in a matter as serious as the life and death of millions. Geldof has absolutely no excuse because he has been through this travesty before.
Watching TV last night, I wasn't sure which scene reached the highest vomit-inducing level, the one showing all those fat, well-fed Finance ministers, led by our own 'not-so-wee Gordie' Brown, congratulating themselves for their generosity in giving away our (MY!) money to African thieves and murderers; or Bono drivelling on about world poverty whilst wearing a set of diamond encrusted ear studs! I think the Finance ministers won because Bono has the excuse of being thick, where-as the ministers know that the very first thing they should do to help poor Africans is lift their trade barriers. Fat chance! (But then, you 'Trot-lot' wouldn't be too keen on that either, would you, after all it might lead to globalisation!)"
http://introoksbyism.blogspot.com/
My regular reader will know of the 'Shock-Horror' event that occurred a few days ago when I was forced to remove Ed Rooksby from the Role of Honour and place him in the Street of Shame following his hasty and intemperate act in banning me from his site. Well, last night, very late, I sneaked back in and left a comment because his ban seems to have broken down. He grumped a bit, but so far, all seems well, and possibly we may have to call back the removers to take him off the Street of Shame. Mustn't be too hasty, though, he's a hot-tempered lad, and you can't be sure what he'll do next. After all, the reason he threw me off was because I insulted that thug who runs Venezuela, for which I thought I deserved the Nobel prize for Literature, if not Peace!
David, you've been meme'd, so get your sweet sorry ass over to my site and pick up from there.
Posted by: Reidski | Sunday, 12 June 2005 at 16:52
Reidski, it isn't just the charm and elegance(!) of your invitation that forces me to decline, it is also the unfortunate circumstance that I haven't the remotest idea what the questions mean! Oddly enough, I had meant to mention these irritating, and terminally boring, questionaires that are doing the rounds in my Sunday Rumble, but the 'little memsahib' started rumbling herself and I was forced to quit. It was 'la Rullsenberg', wittering and twittering at warp factor 10, that put me off them for good. The are, really and truly, an ego trip , and a chance to show off your cultural accoutrements, er, that is, using the word 'cultural' in the widest possible sense.
So, Reidski, no offence but as our American cousins might put it - go 'meme' yourself!
Posted by: David Duff | Monday, 13 June 2005 at 10:16
Memes are also good for providing instant content for lazy/busy bloggers such as myself.
Posted by: Jez | Monday, 13 June 2005 at 14:19
Although this one might be a bit more up your street:
http://cgi.bluesmokedesign.plus.com/wordpress/index.php?p=249
Posted by: Jez | Monday, 13 June 2005 at 14:39
Thanks, Jez, I skimmed the responses from your friend Rochenko to his quiz, as I also skimmed those from other bloggers such as 'la Rullsenberg', and I have come to the conclusion that they have the same characteristics as the replies to sex surveys - everyone lies - a lot!
Posted by: David Duff | Monday, 13 June 2005 at 15:00
lazy cunt
Posted by: Reidski | Monday, 13 June 2005 at 23:19
Lazy writer, Reidski, you forgot the capital 'L' and the full stop, or perhpas you didn't know!
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 14 June 2005 at 00:08
stupid cunt
Posted by: Reidski | Tuesday, 14 June 2005 at 08:12
David, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie.
Posted by: Rochenko | Tuesday, 14 June 2005 at 22:47
Perhaps, Rochenko, 'lie' was too strong, maybe 'fib' would have been better. Anyway, 'I know for a fact', as the man in the saloon bar always says, that people in sex surveys tell fibs because their sex lives are always better than mine!
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 14 June 2005 at 22:58