So this week should usher in the Premiership of Gordon Brown. Oh, yay! This however, will not be the highlight of my week, which is an astonishing state of affairs when you consider we're talking about historic affairs of state.
For me, the highlight of the week will be on Tuesday when I plan to have my hair cut or perhaps Wednesday when I might put the kettle on. In France of course it's a different story. They get to actually elect the Prime Minister of their country and it's a real choice too. You have a scrummy menu of raw Nazi evil for starters, a socialist who wouldn't look out of place in one of my specialist mens magazines and a proper right wing fella who for all intents and purposes is just as Nazi as the Le Penn fella only slightly better looking in a orange tint game show host kinda way.
Of course, the French being the French, their election will impact on us more than Gordon Browns coronation because whoever wins France is in for some changes and when France is in for changes, lorry drivers park their lorries in motorways, farmers block ferry ports and Western Europe grinds to a halt because they don't likes them changes.
In the meantime Gordon Brown will set about distancing himself from Tony Blair without moving an inch in either direction and David Cameron will continue to talk without saying anything but will wear his parting at different angles to give the papers something to talk about.
What's important to remember is it is all nonsense now. Let's have none of this talk from the old folks about how they fought for our right to vote and what not. To be fair as things stand I can't see that Europe and the rest of the planet would be in any worse shape had Hitler hit the winning six instead of Churchill. I'm sorry Israel, but it's true.
At least we'd have won more than one world cup if we were all annexed into Germany. Anyhoo, I digress. The reason I'm saying all this is because I have a few hours to kill until the 1000 guineas and I'm too tired to sleep. I reckon Simply Perfect has a good each way chance by the way in case you want to put a bet on.
So politics. It's a game isn't it. It's a game played by a select few and it's no longer anything to do with anyone else. There's not a cigarette paper between the reds and the blues in this country or the US and even in France where there is a choice it won't matter cause the population are too bloody fictionalised (is that a word?) for any progress to be made.
I think we need a really brutal fascist dictator in this country and I think we're due one. I reckon if the Queen could do the decent thing and pass away (God speed and bless you ma'am) and someone somewhere with money and a head for business could somehow organise a coup we could be in business.
Fidel Castro is the sort of chap we're looking for. Now ok, the people of Cuba live in abject poverty and it's not unknown for Government spies to be found hiding in peoples cereal, but at least they know they live in a hell on Earth. We do too, but we're blind to it. We think we're free. WE'RE NOT FREE! Democracy is just a word used to con people into accepting a lifestyle that's actually shit. Liberty; that's another nonsense. Liberty is the souls right to breath apparently. To be fair, liberty it's not. Not anyone. Liberty is just what fat women in Sussex call their daughters.
Show me where liberty exists in this country. It's doesn't. We think it does, but it doesn't. We're as oppressed and restricted as those poor plastic shoe wearing, octopus eating Cubans, only they know it and have nicer weather.
I'd rather live under a Dictatorship. If I can't live my own life why shouldn't someone else make my decisions for me? Most people don't have the capacity for independent thought anyway. Most adults are borderline retarded and I'd feel safer if someone else were making their important decisions. I like the idea that deliquant teenagers can be snatched off the street and sold to the Arabs too or where ever they end up. I also like it that you can have someone tortured and win fabulous prizes by shopping them in for their treacherous thought crimes and what such.
Things have to come full circle. That's the definition of a revolution yes? Someone gets a bit uppety so you have them done over and a more democractic process is installed, then human nature being human nature, those folks go getting uppety too and need to be replaced by another someone and so on and so on, so let's get started. My choice would be a female nutcase like whatshername in the Hand that Rocks the cradle; Rebecca De Mornay I think. Sexy yet consumed with mentalism. Awesome.
And we need more repeats of the Goodlife. I'm going to the toilet now. I suggest you do the same.
For me, the highlight of the week will be on Tuesday when I plan to have my hair cut or perhaps Wednesday when I might put the kettle on. In France of course it's a different story. They get to actually elect the Prime Minister of their country and it's a real choice too. You have a scrummy menu of raw Nazi evil for starters, a socialist who wouldn't look out of place in one of my specialist mens magazines and a proper right wing fella who for all intents and purposes is just as Nazi as the Le Penn fella only slightly better looking in a orange tint game show host kinda way.
Of course, the French being the French, their election will impact on us more than Gordon Browns coronation because whoever wins France is in for some changes and when France is in for changes, lorry drivers park their lorries in motorways, farmers block ferry ports and Western Europe grinds to a halt because they don't likes them changes.
In the meantime Gordon Brown will set about distancing himself from Tony Blair without moving an inch in either direction and David Cameron will continue to talk without saying anything but will wear his parting at different angles to give the papers something to talk about.
What's important to remember is it is all nonsense now. Let's have none of this talk from the old folks about how they fought for our right to vote and what not. To be fair as things stand I can't see that Europe and the rest of the planet would be in any worse shape had Hitler hit the winning six instead of Churchill. I'm sorry Israel, but it's true.
At least we'd have won more than one world cup if we were all annexed into Germany. Anyhoo, I digress. The reason I'm saying all this is because I have a few hours to kill until the 1000 guineas and I'm too tired to sleep. I reckon Simply Perfect has a good each way chance by the way in case you want to put a bet on.
So politics. It's a game isn't it. It's a game played by a select few and it's no longer anything to do with anyone else. There's not a cigarette paper between the reds and the blues in this country or the US and even in France where there is a choice it won't matter cause the population are too bloody fictionalised (is that a word?) for any progress to be made.
I think we need a really brutal fascist dictator in this country and I think we're due one. I reckon if the Queen could do the decent thing and pass away (God speed and bless you ma'am) and someone somewhere with money and a head for business could somehow organise a coup we could be in business.
Fidel Castro is the sort of chap we're looking for. Now ok, the people of Cuba live in abject poverty and it's not unknown for Government spies to be found hiding in peoples cereal, but at least they know they live in a hell on Earth. We do too, but we're blind to it. We think we're free. WE'RE NOT FREE! Democracy is just a word used to con people into accepting a lifestyle that's actually shit. Liberty; that's another nonsense. Liberty is the souls right to breath apparently. To be fair, liberty it's not. Not anyone. Liberty is just what fat women in Sussex call their daughters.
Show me where liberty exists in this country. It's doesn't. We think it does, but it doesn't. We're as oppressed and restricted as those poor plastic shoe wearing, octopus eating Cubans, only they know it and have nicer weather.
I'd rather live under a Dictatorship. If I can't live my own life why shouldn't someone else make my decisions for me? Most people don't have the capacity for independent thought anyway. Most adults are borderline retarded and I'd feel safer if someone else were making their important decisions. I like the idea that deliquant teenagers can be snatched off the street and sold to the Arabs too or where ever they end up. I also like it that you can have someone tortured and win fabulous prizes by shopping them in for their treacherous thought crimes and what such.
Things have to come full circle. That's the definition of a revolution yes? Someone gets a bit uppety so you have them done over and a more democractic process is installed, then human nature being human nature, those folks go getting uppety too and need to be replaced by another someone and so on and so on, so let's get started. My choice would be a female nutcase like whatshername in the Hand that Rocks the cradle; Rebecca De Mornay I think. Sexy yet consumed with mentalism. Awesome.
And we need more repeats of the Goodlife. I'm going to the toilet now. I suggest you do the same.
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