Profligate leftist prostitution partying from who knows where. || "It is now less and less necessary for the writer to invent the fictional content of his novel. The fiction is already there. The writer's task is to invent the reality." -- JG Ballard. || "You try running with your sagging breasts down the middle of the fucking street. People will throw a blanket over you. And grab you. And call the police. For fuck's sake." -- Germaine Greer.
And what about that posed group pic in the Star?
Heckler & Koch man more interested in the camera than his target and Taser man looking suitably fierce - with his cock-eyed oversized helmet an' all.
Comical is the word but, hey ho, it's what the punters want to see doncha know?
Slightly off tabloid-press topic but, what about that uniformed lady police superintendent 'spokes-person' on tele last night? Anybody see that? - a very strange performance indeed. Not sure how to characterise it - a combination of facial expression, hairstyle, tone and cadence of voice I guess, but my wife burst out laughing when it came on. Monty Python could certainly have made good use of it.
Posted by Sabretache | Sunday, July 11, 2010 7:57:00 am
The whole thing has been farcical, a wonderful example of what happens when someone threatens the police rather than the general public, with the media wholly complicit in the entire charade.
Posted by septicisle | Sunday, July 11, 2010 1:43:00 pm
This must be the Christian values the papers are always on about. I'm reminded of this:
"No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee."
Posted by Tom Evans | Wednesday, July 14, 2010 9:57:00 am
did they get him?
Posted by tony | Wednesday, July 14, 2010 9:42:00 pm
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