If there are still readers, that is. It is fair to say I have neglected this blog quite awfully over the last year. That said, I have made a conscious effort to publish at least one entry per week, probably on a Monday from now on. Thank you to all those who have expressed or still express an interest in what I write. It means a lot. With the amount of traffic the blog seems to get I am hoping many of you are more than just one offs. I should say that posts from now on will have more of a news aspect to them, but I will strive to stay as bitter and ignorant as I have been. As far as a target audience, I have no idea if I have a majority from the UK or the US, so I shall attempt to produce material that is relevant to all. In the meanwhile, I am sure I shall update my new found twitter account much more regularly so follow me on there is you like to experience the stalker touch.
Thank you for wasting your pointless time.
Friday, 30 October 2009
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
The beginning of the end for the cult of scientology?
It began to gain some serious weight when Tom Cruise jumped onto the novelty religion bandwagon. Scientology would not have the publicity and popularity it currently boasts if Cruise had chosen crystal healing to ease the guilt celebrity status and disgusting amounts of money seem to bring. Scientology gave him a chance to throw his money at a place where he can pretend it does him good, but where it actually disappears into the abyss of the bizarre celebrity religious expense account. And as it gains support and regular income from a long list of celebrities, so it gains recognition and the support of a wider section of the general public. Or so it hopes.
Today it was announced that Paul Haggis, the writer of Oscar-winning dramas Crash and Million Dollar Baby, has turned his back on Scientology following their support of controversial legislation that bans gay marriage in California. It is no weird thing to see fickle celebrities running to and from religions and sects, but the peculiar thing about his leaving is the way he employed language as he publicly shunned what has become the most popular sci fi concept of all time.
His statement said he ‘resigned’ from Scientology, seen by many as a cult. Now, I have not had an active interest or involvement in any religion beyond that of attending the odd Sunday session at the local church, but I know that usually it isn’t something that requires a resignation when you become sick of the boring old bloke in the dress. Scientology may employ less dresses and more glam, but does it really require a resignation? Surely religion isn’t so much of a chore that it can be used to add the tedium of real work to the lives of those who haven’t had it for a while? Maybe it’s the super lie-detecting act of ‘auditing’ applied that makes it something to bear? Or, even better, the introductory act of a ‘Purification Rundown’, consisting of light exercise, saunas and the injections of speculatively high levels of niacin.
Could this be the celebrity condemnation that starts a wave of quitters from this extremist celebrity health spa? With rumours that John Travolta is considering leaving after the death of his son earlier this year, the ‘resignation’ of Haggis could stir the Scientology camp into a state of panic, at least it should do. One by one its celebrity endorsers are discovering the dirty side of Scientology, which once threatened to become almost credible for the level of support it had. Now it is finally being seen for the politically-driven, bigoted cult that it is, and at a time when it could’ve gone either way.
Paul Haggis, may you be the first of the many disillusioned to pull back the veil and take in the cruel air of reality.
Today it was announced that Paul Haggis, the writer of Oscar-winning dramas Crash and Million Dollar Baby, has turned his back on Scientology following their support of controversial legislation that bans gay marriage in California. It is no weird thing to see fickle celebrities running to and from religions and sects, but the peculiar thing about his leaving is the way he employed language as he publicly shunned what has become the most popular sci fi concept of all time.
His statement said he ‘resigned’ from Scientology, seen by many as a cult. Now, I have not had an active interest or involvement in any religion beyond that of attending the odd Sunday session at the local church, but I know that usually it isn’t something that requires a resignation when you become sick of the boring old bloke in the dress. Scientology may employ less dresses and more glam, but does it really require a resignation? Surely religion isn’t so much of a chore that it can be used to add the tedium of real work to the lives of those who haven’t had it for a while? Maybe it’s the super lie-detecting act of ‘auditing’ applied that makes it something to bear? Or, even better, the introductory act of a ‘Purification Rundown’, consisting of light exercise, saunas and the injections of speculatively high levels of niacin.
Could this be the celebrity condemnation that starts a wave of quitters from this extremist celebrity health spa? With rumours that John Travolta is considering leaving after the death of his son earlier this year, the ‘resignation’ of Haggis could stir the Scientology camp into a state of panic, at least it should do. One by one its celebrity endorsers are discovering the dirty side of Scientology, which once threatened to become almost credible for the level of support it had. Now it is finally being seen for the politically-driven, bigoted cult that it is, and at a time when it could’ve gone either way.
Paul Haggis, may you be the first of the many disillusioned to pull back the veil and take in the cruel air of reality.
Monday, 26 October 2009
The appearance of the British National Party on Question Time was an act of suicide for Nick Griffin
It is no surprise that BNP leader Nick Griffin receiving an invitation to appear on Question Time has caused so much controversy and hate to be thrust at the BBC. Here we have the leader of the UK's leading fascist party being given truly invaluable airtime in which to preach his message and gain a new type of follower: the non extremist nationalist. Unfortunately for the man, he managed to make so much of an arse out of himself that this seemingly facile task turned full circle. Now it seems Mr Griffin is fighting to hold onto his own party. The word is that the party don't like the way their leader reinforced the widely held beliefs that they're no more than a bunch of paki-hating, nigger-lynching anti-semites.
And all this is the truth, but the truth wasn't the point of their appearance. He was meant to blame a disassociated white middle class for the country's recession, joblessness and immigrations in order to clinch the dumb fuck working class vote. This was a serious misjudging of Question Time's key demographic. It is watched by students and that 'disassociated' white middle class who were the target of this publicity stunt. If he had been able to open his mouth for one second without putting his foot into it, he would have further fucked himself by condemning the only people who have any interest in a current affairs debate-based television programme. Something tells me that the BNP need better researchers, maybe someone who isn't so absorbed in their own 'positive racist action' to recognise audience shares for their public appearance call for a different tactic.
Now Nick Griffin managed to shoot himself in both feet so he couldn't run from his own cranial cumshot as soon as it came time to confront the bombardment of his party's fascist policy. First shot was the ever popular, "my dad's better than your dad" approach aimed towards Jack Straw, the Minister of Defence, a man with a little more of a head on his shoulder. If Griffin hadn't shot himself, I'm sure Straw could have released his own culling blow to the back of Griffin's fat fucking neck. The second shot, this one to the right foot, came with the line "I can't explain why I said the holocaust was fabricated right now". If you can't explain why you said something as controversial as sticking your dick in a ten-foot shark tank filled with a hungry, cramped Great White then you need lobotomising. In fact, you deserve the impending slaughter that will come your way.
The shot of backed up spunk to the temple of this ball of questionable shit was without doubt shot at the moment the line, " Nowadays, the Klu Klux Klan are an almost entirely non-violent organisation" left his rotten little lips. Now, when sitting next to an African American playwright who is well educated in black history this one line is enough to stop you breathing permanently. Bonnie Greer could have easily rung this piggy's neck, but didn't for some reason. I can only assume she saw just how good a job he was doing himself.
So with the potential sacking of the man who has caused much anger throughout the United Kingdom, I have some posthumous words of advice for the next man who fancies this highly sniped job.
1. Pay your researchers with more than 'white pride'. You may be able to appear in National television with an idea of who you are trying to appeal to
2. Pretend you are really looking out for the greater good, not just the preservation of a pure skin tone.
3. Keep your extremist policy to yourself until you have the majority vote. This worked for old Adolf, so take a leaf out of the king of fascism's book and do it youself.
and finally, the most important part of your positive self image promotion:
Don't employ a gang of ex- National Front skinheads as your security team. Not only does this make you look like you're trawling the streets looking for trouble every time you get snapped on the streets, but it makes people really doubt your intelligence and motives. For an organisation that tries to convince people it has nothing to do with the pro-racism skinhead movement of the 80s, you appear to employ a hell of a lot of 'em.
And all this is the truth, but the truth wasn't the point of their appearance. He was meant to blame a disassociated white middle class for the country's recession, joblessness and immigrations in order to clinch the dumb fuck working class vote. This was a serious misjudging of Question Time's key demographic. It is watched by students and that 'disassociated' white middle class who were the target of this publicity stunt. If he had been able to open his mouth for one second without putting his foot into it, he would have further fucked himself by condemning the only people who have any interest in a current affairs debate-based television programme. Something tells me that the BNP need better researchers, maybe someone who isn't so absorbed in their own 'positive racist action' to recognise audience shares for their public appearance call for a different tactic.
Now Nick Griffin managed to shoot himself in both feet so he couldn't run from his own cranial cumshot as soon as it came time to confront the bombardment of his party's fascist policy. First shot was the ever popular, "my dad's better than your dad" approach aimed towards Jack Straw, the Minister of Defence, a man with a little more of a head on his shoulder. If Griffin hadn't shot himself, I'm sure Straw could have released his own culling blow to the back of Griffin's fat fucking neck. The second shot, this one to the right foot, came with the line "I can't explain why I said the holocaust was fabricated right now". If you can't explain why you said something as controversial as sticking your dick in a ten-foot shark tank filled with a hungry, cramped Great White then you need lobotomising. In fact, you deserve the impending slaughter that will come your way.
The shot of backed up spunk to the temple of this ball of questionable shit was without doubt shot at the moment the line, " Nowadays, the Klu Klux Klan are an almost entirely non-violent organisation" left his rotten little lips. Now, when sitting next to an African American playwright who is well educated in black history this one line is enough to stop you breathing permanently. Bonnie Greer could have easily rung this piggy's neck, but didn't for some reason. I can only assume she saw just how good a job he was doing himself.
So with the potential sacking of the man who has caused much anger throughout the United Kingdom, I have some posthumous words of advice for the next man who fancies this highly sniped job.
1. Pay your researchers with more than 'white pride'. You may be able to appear in National television with an idea of who you are trying to appeal to
2. Pretend you are really looking out for the greater good, not just the preservation of a pure skin tone.
3. Keep your extremist policy to yourself until you have the majority vote. This worked for old Adolf, so take a leaf out of the king of fascism's book and do it youself.
and finally, the most important part of your positive self image promotion:
Don't employ a gang of ex- National Front skinheads as your security team. Not only does this make you look like you're trawling the streets looking for trouble every time you get snapped on the streets, but it makes people really doubt your intelligence and motives. For an organisation that tries to convince people it has nothing to do with the pro-racism skinhead movement of the 80s, you appear to employ a hell of a lot of 'em.
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