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Monday, January 29, 2007
Season Shot?
This can’t be for real - can it?
Season Shot is made of tightly packed seasoning bound by a fully biodegradable food product. The seasoning is actually injected into the bird on impact seasoning the meat from the inside out. When the bird is cooked the seasoning pellets melt into the meat spreading the flavor to the entire bird. Forget worrying about shot breaking your teeth and start wondering about which flavor shot to use!
Props to Trixx over at British Blades for this one.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Rejoice - it’s a strike!
So BA staff are having a bit of a strike. It’s their right I suppose to withdraw their labour, just as I believe it should be BA’s right to say “Right, bollocks to the lot of you! You’re all sacked you ungrateful wankers who quite clearly don’t appreciate when you are well off”.
Apparently, and I don’t pretend to know the full ins and outs, one of the big gripes is the sickness management thingy. When your average sickness is 22 days a year I think management are quite within their rights to take action to sort it out. 22 days a year is a shit load, no commercial company can afford absence rates at that level.
The BBC have a video piece which shows the trotskies reaction to the vote to strike. This shocked me quite frankly. A vote to strike should be a last resort, met with resolve and determination to get t’management to t’negotiating table. These are scenes of jubilation, in particular the blonde bird about 22 seconds into the piece a-whoopin’ and a-holering as though she’d won some kind of game show. Disgusting communist wankers, be grateful you have cushy jobs. If these tossers get their way then the firm they work for will go down the pan quicker than last nights curry. Fucking morons.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Superiority Complex
Via Samizdata comes a tale of some character who uses what he calls The Tesco Checkout Girl Test.
There is a golden thermometer that I and others use for technology known generally as the Tesco Checkout Girl Test (TCGT). This is the test of what happens when someone, with often limited ability, has to use technology in order to carry out their job tasks, such as credit card checkers, changing till rolls, rebooting an electric till etc. It comes as a shock to me then to have been standing in a queue in my local Tesco tonight and hear two checkout girls discussing the optimal ways to ensure comment moderation in their blogs and discussing the merits of Blogger versus MySpace, Facebook or TagWorld. In fact when it came to my turn to be served I went and stood in another queue and left them to it so I could listen some more.
So there you go, checkout girls are so dumb that it is a sign of how accessable technology becomes when even those dumb assed morons can work it out. How astounded our hero is when these sub-humans actually use it! Marvellous, perhaps Sir David Attenborough should study these creatures and their amusing use of technology clearly above their stupid minds.
What a self congratulatory wanker.
I work in a factory. Does this colour your view of my relative worth to society? Of my worthiness as a human? If so then feel free to fuck right off back to your pompous ivory tower and your circle of similar wanker friends.
Have they gone? Good. Now I can reveal that I own the place, have a degree, blah blah etc. However it has given me a perspective on people with jobs that Blair and other such wankers consider to be unworthy, that the chattering classes look down on. People in these jobs vary greatly, some made some choices in life that maybe they regret, some weren’t academic. This doesn’t make them unterMensche. They are worthy folks doing jobs which the chattering classes wouldn’t dream of doing, but here’s the thing.
These people do vital jobs that we would be shafted without. The checkout girls that the prompt for this entry so looks down on are essential for us to get our daily bread, the street sweeper that muesli munchers either don’t notice or hold their noses at does a very important job without which our streets would be full of crap.
Contrast this with some of the worthless bullshit that yoghurt slurpers do, you know - the ones only advertised in the Guardian. We could easily do without these slimy wankers, we couldn’t do without the people they look down on.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Hypocrisy of symbolism
A news item on Radio 1 yesterday left me fuming.
Apparently a shop in the Milton Keynes region was selling some sew on patches which featured the Swastika symbol. A woman complained to the shop staff and was told that she was perfectly welcome not to shop there if she didn’t like it - quite reasonable in my opinion. The story doesn’t make it clear who contacted the police but the police were never the less contacted. Why? Why is it a police matter if someone is selling unpleasant product? We do not have a ‘right’ to not be offended, bullshit like this propogates the idea that should we see something we do not like we should get the state powers involved. From the picture in Milton Keynes Today I can’t quite see if the patches actually say ‘Fuck the niggas/jews/pikeys/whatever’ but I suspect that they do not. It seems reasonable to assume that the intention of the makers of at least one of the pictured patches is to suggest a link with Nazism but the other two are not quite so clear cut. Interesting to me that the complainant was described as being a ‘mum’ both in the rag article and the radio item - does this give her opinion more gravitas than if she had not had sexual congress at the right time resulting in progeny? If the complainant was not childed would their opinion be null and void? Not entirely rare to hear women, and it is always women never men, preface their view with a statement regarding their status as a parent - “As a mother, I find....”. Fuck off you smug self centred tosswank, your world may well revolve around the issue of your loins but don’t expect everyone else to.
The end result is that the shop has stopped selling these patches, the fact that they have in part been prevented from doing so by police pressure leaves me with a very uneasy feeling.
Perhaps there are some people out there still unaware that the Nazis did not invent the Swastika symbol? The symbol has been around for thousands of years in many cultures as a symbol of good luck and of meaning permanent victory, hence it’s attractiveness to Nazism. For more background on this have a look at Reclaim the Swastika
Let’s consider for a moment that the shop, instead of selling Swastikas was selling Hammer and Sickle badges. Would the same sense of outrage be felt? Would the national yoof radio station have picked up on it? Would the police have got involved?
Most assuredly not. Yet under the recognised symbol for communism far more innocents have been murdered, tortured or dispossessed than by Hitler and his cronies. Some estimates suggest that Stalin alone was responsible for up to 30 million deaths, either through direct action or starvation due to forced collectivist policies. How can anyone say that this symbol does not represent evil?
What of that other symbol beloved by socialists, the image of Che Guevara? A relentless totalitarian and founder of Cuban labour camps, an inspiration for generations of insurgencies and enemies of democratic freedom. In short another evil fucker prepared to murder anyone standing in the way of his vision of the world.
These symbols feature on posters, badges and t-shirts of dumb fuckers up and down the land with nary a whisper of complaint, much less the police stamping the jack boot of Government authority on the peddlers.
So why the hypocrisy? One could speculate that the communists leftists feel that the cause of the likes of Guevara or Stalin was just and noble, that the deaths were perhaps regretable but born of pure intent. I’m thinking that whether you died in a Gulag, Cuban Labour camp or a Nazi concentration camp your death and persecution was evil. The glorification of any of the symbols discussed here is at best naive and certainly wrong.
However it is not the business of the state to dictate what symbols a shop can sell or which symbols we can buy or wear. That is totalitarian thinking, anti-freedom and yes - evil.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Click Clack - Boom
I’ve been playing around with a clay holding thingy after seeing the guys on Dallas Swat using them as targets in a pistol comp. I figure that it would add a bit of fun to practical shotgunnery, make a bit of a change from the usual metal plates. There is a commercial device called the E-Z-Roost which does this but it seems to be made of plastic, I can’t help but think these wouldn’t survive a shotgun blast! So I got one of the guys in the workshop to make up a device from high tensile fencing wire. Hopefully the below is a video of me testing it out, there’s a lot of wind noise because it was filmed on my digital stills camera. The clanging noise is the lens cap banging against the tripod in the wind.
Yah gotta love the sound of the action racking - sweet!
The clay holding doofer itself needs to have a stiffer pole (I get about a dozen spam emails a day about something similar) to stop it wobbling about so much but the principle is sound.
The Wrong Message
A pet peeve of mine is when lefties bang on about “sending out the wrong message” either as a justification for not taking some kind of action (think back to Blair fannying about after the Foot & Mouth outbreak because he didn’t want to “send out the wrong message") or as a means of condeming something that really doesn’t warrant a condemnation.
An example I came across recently was a piece on the Gun Control Nutters website whilst I was searching for a website for a rather good shop in Keswick
Keswick, October 2006
A correspondent wrote to us expressing concern about a shop in Keswick, Cumbria, that sells toys on the ground floor and fishing rods and rifles on the upper floor. Whilst recognising that this is legal, she points out that only a scruffy notice deterred unaccompanied children from going upstairs. She writes “surely the very fact that children see toys and guns being sold in the same shop must send out the wrong sort of message”.
Fucking bitch, you can just imagine her righteous outrage at finding these eeeeevvviilllll guns upstairs where CHILDRUUUUUNNNNNN are looking at fluffy non gender specific play items. The sign is scrufffy? Does this make it somehow invalid?
The upstairs of this shop is a veritable Aladdin’s cave of great outdoors gear (and by outdoors I mean countryside, not red socks and walking poles) loads of different green and camo (all patterns) clobber, boots, wellies, mugs, stoves, shelters, fishing stuff and yes some air guns. So what? Air gun sale is regulated, the owner is not about to sell an air rifle to a little toddler. Air guns are a perfectly legitimate item, why shouldn’t this guy sell them in the outdoors section of his shop? Now if he had a sex shop upstairs I might feel a little uncomfortable, but outdoor pursuits and target sports are a great hobby for a youngster.
If you should find yourself in Keswick, I heartily recommend a visit to Lakeland Toys and Hobbies in Museum Square. Downstairs for the best selection of toys in Cumbria and upstairs for one of the best selections of outdoor gear in the area with not a red sock in sight.
Friday, January 05, 2007
We don’t need no edumacation
Currently as seen on all the best blogs (An Englishman’s Castle, The Devil’s Kitchen and you read it there first - Bishop Hill), the following quote from the great John Stuart Mill which I make no apologies for reproducing here.
A general State education is a mere contrivance for moulding people to be exactly like one another: and as the mould in which it casts them is that which pleases the predominant power in the government, whether this be a monarch, a priesthood, an aristocracy, or the majority of the existing generation, in proportion as it is efficient and successful, it establishes a despotism over the mind, leading by natural tendency to one over the body.
The political force embodied by Nu-Labour Fabianism of course exploits this to the full, the current education system seeks to produce social collectivist thinking automatons dumbed down to an acceptable level to become good little Nu-Labour voters all reliant on the State machine for their living. Lately we’ve been hearing how school leavers find it acceptable to use txt spk ‘text speak’ in job applications, this sums up the abject failure of the current failure of the education system to produce functioning members of civilised society despite having our youth in it’s care for eleven years minimum.
Of course this is not just a function of the Nu-Labour regime, twas ever thus. Even in my youth as a pupil during the Thatcher (Gawd bless you Ma’am) years the education system was infested with Fabian thinkers who would miss no opportunity to try to infect their vulnerable charges with their brand of communist thinking.
These are the people who libertarian thinker Sean Gabb would call The Enemy Class
What I will call the Enemy Class exists in and around the public sector. It comprises the great majority of those administrators, lawyers, experts, educators and media people whose living is connected with the State. Its leading members are people like Anthony Giddens, Greg Dyke, Elspeth Howe, Mary Warnock, Polly Toynbee, Peter Mandelson, and others. They articulate and advance the interests of perhaps a million other people - from television producers and heads of executive agencies, down through the university lecturers and social workers and white collar bureaucrats, to the lowest grades of civil servant and local government officer. Add to the list all the racism awareness and anti-aids consultants and the workers in those non-government organisations that receive money and status from or via the State.
These are the people who really govern the country. They are the ones who decide what statistics to gather and how and when to publish them. They decide what problems can be identified and what solutions can be discussed. They advise on policy and implement policy. Because of their numbers and education and beliefs, and the formal and informal bonds that hold them to each other, and because of their ability and willingness to give and withhold benefits, they set the tone of society. They can require not only external conformity to their will, but can even to some extent shape the public mind so that conformity seems right and natural. They provide the boundaries and language of debate. They define the heretics and schismatics, and arrange for them to be persecuted. They are the modern equivalent of an established church. More precisely, they are what Coleridge called the Clerisy.
I’m tempted to call them enemies of the state but of course they are in some ways the exact opposite, they are the Commissar’s of the State. These people are the truest enemies of freedom and independent thought in the modern world and these are the ones who have charge of forming our future generation.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Well there’s a shocker
Apparently the uncle who owned the Pit Bull which killed the young lass the other day was a drug dealer. Well butter my arse, I never saw that one coming.
Vicar of Dibley
Why? Why would anyone watch this awful trash? Much less 12.something million morons.
It certainly can’t be for the hot star of the show, celebrity munter Dawn French
In one of today’s red tops there is even an article on how much everyone will miss this great example of tv comedy genius. Mind the front page seems to feature some ‘celebrity’ (still no idea who it is) in a state of undress and the headline which reads somewhat like “Celebs wired for sex”.
If you ever wonder at the state of the nation then all you need to do is look at the red top front pages to see what is considered by the editors of these rags to be the most important thing to have happened in the world yesterday.











