You may have noticed fewer and fewer political-type posts of late. And possibly a general reduction in the frequency of posts.The reasons are two fold.1. I am struggling in pretty much all senses.2. It seems irrelevant to repeatedly comment on what is blatantly obvious other than perhaps to satirise it. The circular nature of social and political life in the UK is, by and large, utterly
Apparently he can stay.As part of a concerted drive by Tory London Mayor Boris Johnson opinions, that disagree with government policy, are to be banned within the capital's metropolitan boundaries.Having previously described Those Who Hold Opinions Different From Him as "nauseating", the Mayor announced today, "As part of a pilot project which we intend to implement across the UK irrespective of
Here is Mr Wantage.He is the Telephone Engineer in Trumpton.You can tell he is the Telephone Engineer because he is holding a telephone and wearing overalls.Mr Wantage wears a green jacket over his overalls because it has many useful pockets and it keeps out the cold.Can you think what a Telephone Engineer might keep in his pockets?That's right.Screwdrivers, cutters, a handful of crimps maybe,
I've noticed a few bloggers joining, or rejoining, Labour recently and confess that I marvel at their optimism. The same could be said of a few of the Twitterers I follow.I tend to focus on Labour and their supporters as they would be, historically of course, the party I voted for. I was at one time a member of Labour and have always been a member of whichever union was pertinent to my work. So
Woopee! Dianne Abbott has made it onto the Labour leadership ballot. A black, woman challenging for the leadership of one of Britain's torpid political parties can only be a good thing.End of good news.Abbott went to Cambridge.Balls - OxfordBurnham - CambridgeD & E Miliband - OxfordWith the exception of Abbott (another point in her favour) the four blokes have identikit CV's. All went straight
On C4 this evening Dispatches brings you:"Undercover Social Worker: An undercover reporter discovers evidence of a lack of resources, inadequate staff support and training, poor morale, excessive workloads and overwhelming amounts of red tape..."But its OK because Millionaire Dave is prepared to make the "difficult decisions" on pay, pensions and benefits. Apparently dealing with the deficit,
It's Victorian Britain and the government has just announced a commitment to end poverty by 1890. Behold the rejoicing in the streets of the slums!You know when you are trying to fix something, say an electric plug, and you keep methodically going through what you know - fuse OK? check, wires OK? check, power supply OK? check - and yet the problem of blown fuses keeps recurring? You sit and think
The United Kingdom once again proved its undeniable lack of popularity in Europe at the weekend - this time through the medium of music.The Eurovision Song contest in Oslo once again put paid to British hopes when Josh Dubovie came in last place with his song, "What the fuck am I doing here?"The Stock/Watershed penned hit was apparently a bit of a 'duffer' (as they are known in the business) with
As BP continue to try and turn the Gulf of Mexico into a toxic shithole, here's what got Greenpeace's goat 25 years ago.Have we moved forward since then?And bitterandrew is a funny man.
"Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"What is it with all you 'get out and vote' twonks?This is what you have elected! 18 millionaires in a cabinet of 23 people.How, in any way, shape or form, is that a representation of any class of British society other than the ruling one for fuck sake? It certainly isn't a random sample from the streets of Smalltown England.So when you enter the booth