30/08/2013

On the Trivialisation of a Miracle



I hate it when people trivialise what is essentially a miracle






Especially something as sacred as the birth of a child






It's all so cynical






The act of carrying a piece of chalk with you






To imply this was a spontaneous act






And not just some pre-meditated pretension






The artful reversal of some letters






To denote, youth and hipness






This laboriously, painfully wrought epigram





That by being taken out of context,






The author






Hopes implies their intellectual capability






And their hidden depths.






Sadly the puddle of their mind






imbues this contextless phrase






With the insipid aura of cod philosophy






And street






Very, very street.






Razor sharp street.






As street as...






Standing outside KFC






On a sunny day






On a Saturday afternoon






Forty minutes before you have to get back






To your Mum and Dad






In Feltham






And your wearing a scarf.






It's all so cynical.






Well let me tell you






That if it was that easy being born






WE WOULD ALL BE DOING IT!!!






MORE THAN ONCE!!!






"Mummy! Mummy!"






"Yes Dear?"






"Can I do it again"






"Yes dear, just climb back in"






In fact






You could sell tickets






Treat your vagina






Like some moist, organic Disney World






Pay some Harley Street Quack






To elasticate the umbilical cord






So the little foetus bastards






Can bounce up and down






Like some spastic, bloody St. Vitus's dance.






Over and over again.






Up and down






Up and down.






In fact Simon Cowell






Could capitalise on the craze.






He could artificially inseminate






One of the many bland, fading pop acts






That are on his roster.






So they could all give birth






Simultaneously






On stage






With their elasticated umbilical cords.






A whole troupe of...






Little bloody, bouncing, bungee babies






Up and down.






Up and down.






To the syncopated rhythm.






While their vapid mothers






Vomit out their autotuned pap






Girls Aloud?






Nah!!!






Too Old.






They must be at least ninety






The Saturdays?






Possibly






One of them has already popped one out.






So you would have to wait a bit






Before slipping a fertility pill in their Horlicks.






Little Mix?






Yes, definitely






You could dress the foetus's up






Like their mates in One Direction






That would get the One Directioners going.






It's all so cynical.






I hate babies






They stick on your shoe when you step on them.



28/08/2013

27/08/2013

25/08/2013

OMG!!! UWO!!! THEY ARE AMONG US!!!


You maniacs!!! You blew it up!!! Oh, damn you!!! God Damn you all to hell!!!

24/08/2013

I Yam 2 2Day

Today as it is my 2nd Birthday






I will publish my bestest picture






A veritable Cartier Bresson of Big Broken Societyness.






Today will be a Tour De Force






Demonstrating






My witttiest wit






My urbane urbaneness






My incisive incisiveness






You get the picture















Happy Birthday to Me!!! 






Happy Birthday to Me!!!






Happy Birthday, Big Broken Society!!!






Happy Birthday to Me!!!






As for my loyal reader!!!













FUCK OFF!!!






You didn't get me anything.






Again



23/08/2013

Strong Language


Personally I think this is strong and emotive language






Especially for such a public area.






I mean there are children about.






I think






FLIPPING EVANGELICAL






Would be more appropriate



22/08/2013

Tragic Life Stories


Guaranteed absolutely no occurence of happiness






Whatsoever.






That's another section entirely.






Tragic Life Stories interspersed with some modicum of happiness



21/08/2013

Toll 50p in Silver Coins


No 5p coins






And no doubloons.






Do you know the headache we have cashing them at the bank?






Especially the 5p coins.



19/08/2013

Genius!!!

What if...






What if you combined a tasty hot beverage






Each leaf






Hand picked






From the southern slopes of the Himalayas






With the desire to master






The popular art of puppetry







I will call you Typhoocinello!!!



17/08/2013

Noddy & Big Ears

Why have Elephant's got Big Ears?












Because Noddy wouldn't pay the ransom.







All I can say Noddy






IT'S PAYBACK TIME!!!



15/08/2013

Abstract Concepts 2


While the fires burn






They discuss Satre and metaphysics






And whether the minimum water depth is 1 metre






Or whether






As the Fallibilists propound






 That all knowledge is, at best, an approximation.






As Boris Johnson wants to close Fire Stations






Does that mean he is a Solipsist






Look it up!!!


14/08/2013

Abstract Concepts 1


HOW!!!






Law: A system of rules and guidelines which are enforced through social institutions to govern behaviour.






Fuck: The act of sexual intercourse






How can you fuck an abstraction?






Unless of course you want to be symbolic about it






And the the constable agrees






Because if he doesn't






It would be statutory rape






And that would be breaking the law.



10/08/2013

Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs

According to Wikipedia






Owen Patterson






Is a British Conservative Party politician.






He was appointed






Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs






In 2012






He does not like his job.








Owen Patterson






Says






Your Mum!!!



09/08/2013

Crazy Salads


Rocket






Tomatoes






Cucumber






Feta cheese






Olives






Dressing






And a bit of your penis






Removed under anaesthetic






Without you knowing






CRAZY!!!



08/08/2013

Echoes of the Past

In late medieval times






There was an institution called






The Chantry






Where a priest






Was paid






To sing






A number of masses






Ove a period of time






To speed the deceased






To heaven






The practice still carries on






Especially for entry to the Shard








Children under 3






Go to limbo








07/08/2013

Hair Hunters


Call yourself a Hair Hunter!!!






Try and find mine






Go on!!!






I dare you!!!






And you know what!!!






YOU WON'T!!!






I'VE HIDDEN IT!!!






YOU WILL NEVER FIND IT!!!






EVER!!!






Mind you, nor can I






"Time"

Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys

Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain, 
and many other last names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think 
"Oh God I'm still alive"

We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

You - are not a victim
You - just scream with boredom
You - are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams, 
I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you 
dreamless
The door to dreams was closed. 
Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now, 
smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming

We should be on by now
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Yeah, time!

06/08/2013

Exactitude!!!


High Timber Street






Two and half metres






EXACTLY!!!