A year has now passed and we’ve dealt with the aftermath of the riots which shook, shocked and held England to ransom which made us spectators of the most abhorrent, nonsensical and deplorable behaviour by thugs- cowardly, selfish, imbecilic morons. They thrust us as a nation onto the world media and portrayed a very broken Britain. These putrid creatures have no shame, but don’t for a second World define us by this disgusting display of so-called anarchy. Instead judge us on our latest contribution to the World- The Olympics, the show, the athletes and Great British hospitality. We welcomed our foreign neighbours from all over the World into our country and done more that light a torch, we’ve set the world on fire (metaphorically, not literally like the social outcasts and degenerates did last year to our finest city’s). We’ve demonstrated to the world and to ourselves that we still do have pride in our wonderful nation and we can stand united and feel heart-warmingly valiant when celebrating our wealth of success.
It wasn’t just in the Velodrome, Olympic Park, Greenwich and other Olympic venues that we stood together. In each and every home we cheered, screamed and cried; we Tweeted, Facebooked about our pride and our gratitude to these Olympic actors who became wonderful ambassadors for their country. This was their finest hours and we were very much apart of it, and we revelled.
The Olympic show that our awe-inspiring young men and woman (or old men and woman in Equestrian) have performed, displaying to a new generation of children what anyone, irrespective of background or social class can achieve with hard work, commitment, dedication and passion. This was the ultimate reality TV show. These are the celebrities of the now, tomorrow and hopefully the real inspiration to arouse a new generation of great British people. This is pride, not the dumb 15 minute celebrity culture we have been assaulted with over the past ten years. There wasn‘t a WAG in sight, just Ennis, Grainger, Trott to name but a few and there were no fake boobs, nails, hair or personality, just that aforementioned hard work, commitment, dedication and passion. These actors learned the lines we wanted to hear and they performed them with eloquence and decorum, becoming the role models we crave, to reignite a wonderful society that once claimed the worlds greatest innovators, scientists, leaders and those other influential faces who formed out distinguished history.
So from now on we need to make a pact, a promise to our children. When the next seven year old tells you she wants to be a glamour model or an ‘actress’ on The Only Way Is Essex or a Big Brother contestant, correct them, guide them, nurture them and develop their dreams into something that isn’t related to instantaneous ‘fame’. They will be forgotten, berated and despised by the common man. The Chris Hoy’s, William Wilberforce and Joanne Rowling’s of our future may now be a reality.
However, to the prophets of doom out there, don’t despair about all of this new found morale, crime figures relating to the Games will no doubt be published in one of our major tabloids in the near future. They will once again attempt to fill us with an imminent fear or moral panic with their headlines of ruin/destruction. We will once again be back to blaming everything on the immigrants and when they do just remember the last immigrant who dominated our headlines, Mohammed Farah of Somalia.
Rule Britannia and all (who can be bothered) to serve her. Well, this week anyway.
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Observing the Loons pt1
What is this?
This is a collection of my thoughts based on random peoples' everyday behaviour that make our headlines or people I have randomly observed in my day to day survival who quite simply make me, 1- laugh, 2- criticise, 3- angry. I am absolutely astonished by how ‘normal’ people act as they go about their everyday business or someone else's. People are strange and I reserve my right to pass judgement/mock/use as an example of how not to live.
Generally my observational comments that derive from my thoughts aren't always very nice and innocent virgin eyes or those people with daisy chains permanently worn around their necks will probably find me quite rude. Frank I say. I pick on vulnerable people and their deepest insecurities. My question now is what makes people ‘vulnerable’and who presents that label? Normal people.
Normal people seem to walk about without proper conduct, no manners, lacking in decent moral code, weak principles, rectitude and standards. Without shame and pride, they have no idea of how their behaviour can cause me so much laughter! For that I thank you.
I don’t proclaim for one second to be anything other than normal. I strive for success, the best, to perform at the top of my game and generally achieve about 10% of that. I love my family, my expensive home, fast car and all the other pathetic material possessions that make us lose track of what's important in life. There are some complete morons out there though and we can all sit for a maximum of two seconds and come up with a complete retard that we know….. No, its most probably you then.
My slant on life isn’t purely aimed at individual morons. Collective morons make good victims of abuse too as well as institutions and in particular, those exempt from common courtesy and those who insist upon us wearing high viz vests to cross a road! The high viz vest police should be replaced by the common sense police, there should be a group of people going through life giving people a slap on the head/punch in the face every time someone falls over in the street and tries to blame someone else- your parents taught you how to walk, clearly they did a shit job- sue them for not teaching you how to correctly place one foot in front of other whilst staying vertical! Accept the fact that sometimes you may need to coordinate your eyes to work in conjunction with your feet to ensure you step over any obstacles that may cause your walking exercise to fail. Small example of why we need a common sense police. The high viz society would blame said fall on incorrect wearing of ear defenders and lack of high visibility clothing! Common sense v’s moronic policies, sorry people common sense prevails for me every time. Maybe as a compromise we can invent a ‘walking class’ for those who disagree, teach them how to walk by breaking it down into easy steps, just a thought.
Embrace who you are, integrity is far more important that being socially accepted by every single group, being excluded is often quite fun, standing on the outside laughing at those on the inside is great, liberating, although don’t stand too far out as there's probably a fine line between being independent and being a complete social outcast, before you know it you’re a loner who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience continually developing sociopathic desires without even realising it. Whilst commentating on others I frequently feel the need to reel myself back to thoughts that are socially accepted otherwise I fear I may end up as described in the last paragraph. Especially at work, there really are some ‘characters’ there.
This is a collection of my thoughts based on random peoples' everyday behaviour that make our headlines or people I have randomly observed in my day to day survival who quite simply make me, 1- laugh, 2- criticise, 3- angry. I am absolutely astonished by how ‘normal’ people act as they go about their everyday business or someone else's. People are strange and I reserve my right to pass judgement/mock/use as an example of how not to live.
Generally my observational comments that derive from my thoughts aren't always very nice and innocent virgin eyes or those people with daisy chains permanently worn around their necks will probably find me quite rude. Frank I say. I pick on vulnerable people and their deepest insecurities. My question now is what makes people ‘vulnerable’and who presents that label? Normal people.
Normal people seem to walk about without proper conduct, no manners, lacking in decent moral code, weak principles, rectitude and standards. Without shame and pride, they have no idea of how their behaviour can cause me so much laughter! For that I thank you.
I don’t proclaim for one second to be anything other than normal. I strive for success, the best, to perform at the top of my game and generally achieve about 10% of that. I love my family, my expensive home, fast car and all the other pathetic material possessions that make us lose track of what's important in life. There are some complete morons out there though and we can all sit for a maximum of two seconds and come up with a complete retard that we know….. No, its most probably you then.
My slant on life isn’t purely aimed at individual morons. Collective morons make good victims of abuse too as well as institutions and in particular, those exempt from common courtesy and those who insist upon us wearing high viz vests to cross a road! The high viz vest police should be replaced by the common sense police, there should be a group of people going through life giving people a slap on the head/punch in the face every time someone falls over in the street and tries to blame someone else- your parents taught you how to walk, clearly they did a shit job- sue them for not teaching you how to correctly place one foot in front of other whilst staying vertical! Accept the fact that sometimes you may need to coordinate your eyes to work in conjunction with your feet to ensure you step over any obstacles that may cause your walking exercise to fail. Small example of why we need a common sense police. The high viz society would blame said fall on incorrect wearing of ear defenders and lack of high visibility clothing! Common sense v’s moronic policies, sorry people common sense prevails for me every time. Maybe as a compromise we can invent a ‘walking class’ for those who disagree, teach them how to walk by breaking it down into easy steps, just a thought.
Embrace who you are, integrity is far more important that being socially accepted by every single group, being excluded is often quite fun, standing on the outside laughing at those on the inside is great, liberating, although don’t stand too far out as there's probably a fine line between being independent and being a complete social outcast, before you know it you’re a loner who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience continually developing sociopathic desires without even realising it. Whilst commentating on others I frequently feel the need to reel myself back to thoughts that are socially accepted otherwise I fear I may end up as described in the last paragraph. Especially at work, there really are some ‘characters’ there.
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