i couldn’t bring myself to comment on Harriet Harman’s latest ridiculous and dishonourable scam, knowing i would only have some kind of seizure and end up smashing something valuable, such as my huge pornography collection. Here, however, is the reliable Daily Mash on the subject. i exhort you all to read it in full but here are highlights:
POSITIVE discrimination is the only way to help women achieve success in the workplace, some jumped-up cow said yesterday.
Harriet Harman, an over-promoted woman from London, said women still face constant male chauvinism, despite the fact she had obviously not done too badly herself.
She added: “When I applied to be deputy leader of the Labour party, I was not the best qualified candidate. The best qualified candidate was a spoon.
“If it was not for positive discrimination I would not have been able to get above myself in such an extravagant and irresponsible way.”
A prime candidate to appear on my new reality TV show, methinks.
Do you still not understand, Elberry, that this whole mess of neurotic suffering and whining is caused by your unacknowledged homosexuality? Nobody makes this much of a fuss about stuff that barely affects them unless it’s compensatory. You have a giant looming unconscious problem with your sexuality. It is unconscious, so you can’t really be blamed for the wretched behavior it provokes in you, at least not before you’re forced to recognize what’s really going on. You are gay. Even your handle is an unconscious cry for help: Elberry — “the fruit.” Seek help, my friend. There’s lots of it out there.
‘Unacknowledged’ homosexuality? i’m proud of it, son, nothing perks me up like chugging on hard cock in a dark alley.
Still compensatory, girlfriend.
i’m sorry, what does that mean? Is it psychology? Are you offering me free therapy? If so, more, i need it.
But if i have to pay i can only offer free funky German sex in return.
Is “chug” the correct verb to use when describing the act of addressing a gentleman’s gentleman, in a dark alley? I’ve always used the term gobble myself.
You got nothing to offer. You hate women and you hate yourself. No amount of smugness is ever really going to keep it at bay for you, precious.
So it’s free therapy, i guess? My lucky day, keep it coming. i keep having these dreams about sellotape, please explain.
Do homosexuals hate women, or is it only repressed fags that hate the fairer sex? I’m confused.
There is a theory that people who devote themselves to reading blogs by people they hate and despise, and leaving comments expressing that hatred/contempt are ‘fucked in the head’, is i believe the term, and are urgently in need of a good beating to restore them to full mental health.
Personally i hate people in general, 50% of whom (approx) are women.
Further, one could describe ‘trolls’, i.e. people who dedicate their time and energy to reading blogs they hate, by people they hate, and then leaving comments to this effect thus:
“Nobody makes this much of a fuss about stuff that barely affects them unless it’s compensatory.”
for while the policies of my Government do indeed affect me, i don’t expect my blog ‘barely affects’ someone from Canada, for example.
the question then is, what exactly drives a troll?
i know what drives me to loathe & deride my Government – it’s that i’ve witnessed, over the last ten years, the society i live in go to shit as a result of the G’s policies. But why would my blog affect someone 5000 miles away?
It does. For you still have your regular readers and others. People who blog coz it’s important for their survival, and love to read. People who’ve stopped blogging, just to read. People who come back to you, time and again, not because they love you/hate you but your words are unsettling for them, half way ‘cross the globe.
Believe, in the effects and affectations of words, across worlds and cultures. (BTW, if you remember me, i took your advice and tried being myself. No more phone calls, at least, from me)
As for the types you call trolls, they can be dispensed with easily, if you’ve got your WordPress “Mark as Spam” button.
Cheers. Keep going in gusto.
Thanks, RH, i do indeed remember you (i have a tenacious memory)
I am reminded very much of Uncle Monty. Marvellous!
Its interesting but what can you do? If, in fear of a buggery, you tell someone that you are not gay, and they say, with piercing, ardent, lustrous eyes: “Of course you are, of course you are”, who is right? You, who happen to have privileged insight into the nature of your desires (strangely enough), or the person who wants to bugger you. It’s a tough one.
With respect, but it seems to me there is something equisitely patronising about being told truths about yourself that you know to be false by someone who is not you, doesn’t know you, and who’s entire argument relies on something, the subconscious, which by definition is inaccessible, and undecipherable, except by someone who is not you, who claims special, occult, and therefore by definition irrefutable, powers of interpretation.
If being gay means you have erotic desires for male flesh, I would presume that any given person would know if they had such desires. I can see how someone would lie and claim to be straight when they are not, want to keep it secret; also how one might know that one is gay but struggle to repress this knowledge through vigorous self-denial. But to be gay, when you have no such knowledge of being gay? Curious. Whose life is it, I am wondering?