Hello,
Having spent the best part of today trying to talk in a soothing manner to an extremely distressed and disturbed chap who is being driven mad by 'these waves' and believes that his appliances are telling him to kill people, I have gone from being quite cheery to despairing for humanity.
Not being at all qualified to deal with this sort of thing I confess I felt somewhat out of my depth. One wonders what was going on in his mind, though not have as much as I wonder what was going on the mind of the hero at the Jobcentre who sent this emaciated, unwashed and terrified soul over to me for advice on getting back into employment.
Actually I don't wonder what the walking empathy bypass at the Jobcentre was thinking at all. I should imagine it was their targets interspersed with dreams of spitting in the gruel in a workhouse. Funnily enough I have targets and the like to work to but felt rather than piss about telling the chap what 'in work benefits' he might be entitled to before rustling up a c.v I'd refer him to his GP by getting on the phone and using the skill of being reasonably articulate to arrange an urgent same day appointment.
No one dislikes people more than I do but even I can see that it's a terrible thing for a human being to be in such a state of distress and that it would be a worse thing if their television actually convinced them to do someone in. Even the tit at the Jobcentre. There is of course one's self image to think of. I'm sure both I and my chum at the DWP like to think we're not the sort of people who would take advantage of a mentally ill person for the sake of meeting some arbitrary target dreamt up by some overpaid nit who knows about as much about real life as I do about expenses fiddling.
Whilst I don't want to go sobbing all over the settee at other folks problems I think we might all rub along a bit better if certain folk considered the possibility from time to time that other peoples needs should perhaps come before their own. I do realise that whilst this chap is out of work he's costing us all money but I personally find the idea of a seriously ill person being harassed into employment for the sake of saving a few bob morally repugnant. Money is important and it's very useful at the shops but a person's worth cannot be determined solely by their economic worth. Good Heavens if people believed that they'd cheer when they hear about the deaths of those deemed economically worthless and no one has been that evil since we saw off Hitler.
Oh whoops a daisy! Would you believe it -the readers of the Daily Mail are in high spirits because an illegal immigrant has died from suffocation in the back of a lorry? Obviously pussy lefties and other assorted lunatics think it's awful that someone died in this way. Some freaks might even feel a bit of sympathy for someone who's circumstances were so grim that they were prepared to risk their life in the hope of bettering their lot. In fact one might even shud an awful shudder imagining the slow death one of their fellow human beings has had.
Still not all the Mail readers are breaking out the champagne. Whilst Martyn Robinson of Northampton believes this mans death has saved us a 'house, car and free money' and Keith Jones of Porthcawl feels it is 'good news. One less to worry about', Crackers of Yorkshire reminds us that it's only 'one down, millions to go'. Similarly downbeat is Eduoard Dunnachie of Carnwath who is upset that this country may be 'liable for disposing of his corpse'.
It may surprise you to learn that these were the comments that made it past the moderators. The mind boggles at what they felt was unfit to publish. Let's hope none of the chaps family are online Mail readers
One can't even excuse these comments as being from people who feel strongly about immigration and are angry at the governments record on border control. Someone who felt like that would I imagine be calling for tighter controls in the hope that these would deter people from trying their luck. They may also demand much stiffer penalties for people convicted of people smuggling. And all of those would be fairly sensible and defensible positions.
They don't even work as bad taste jokes or black humour. Can any passing boffin who may have arrived her to sneer at me advise me what the origins of this madness are? When did people start weighing the worth of their fellow humans solely in cash? If I find out these are the same folk who bang on about there being no sense of community anymore heads will roll.
Excuse me I'm off to live in a cabin in the woods with only foxes and wood pigeons for company before you monsters all deem me 'nil economic value' and sell me for glue. It's a terrifying day when I of all people am forced to call on people to try and be a bit nicer. At the very least people could try sugaring the pill with a few jokes.
Cheerio
Showing posts with label madness. Show all posts
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11/03/2009
10/08/2009
It's like a very strange dream
Hello,
I was pootling about the internet when I stumbled across this old rant by and I regret to inform you, I'm not joking, my brother's favourite comedian, Jim Davidson. Today's strut across the plains of the internet has been like a very strange dream. First up I got an email calling me a 'murderous Jew cunt' for no discernible reason and which murderous cunt aside lacks accuracy. Then I saw this , then this before finally encountering the full loopiness of Davidson. I really wonder if I have woken up in some sort of parallel universe.
It seems that Mr Davidson is unhappy with the level of crime in Britain, a fair enough point and a fairly mainstream view. However he then goes on to inform us that the situation is much better in Dubai in a manner which suggests that he'd like a bit of the same here. In other words it would appear that Jim Davidson has written an open letter to our Home Secretary requesting the introduction of Sharia law in Britain. Oh my sainted aunt.
As resorts go Dubai is hardly Club Tropicana. This website reckons it's the 'dream holiday place' which it might well be if you're a lunatic puritan but frankly it sounds rubbish. For a start you can't even shag a chap unless you're married to him! Worse still you can't even be alone with a chap, even for an innocent chat if you're not related. Freaks! Their drug laws are barking mad, even more so than our state sponsored overreaction. Look what happened to these poor folk. They also take a dim view of miscarriages.
Still we must remember that Mr Davidson has been a victim of crime in the UK himself despite having 'a personal security team' comprised of 'ex-Hereford hooligans' which isn't rewarding crime at all is it? Anyway as I was saying Jim did have some bother with the UK crime last time he was over here.
According to Davidson there was a man on his face and he needed a copper to tell the man to wind his neck in. I know, I know, it could only happen to Davidson! He's mad! No, honestly I really do think he's mentally disturbed. What other explanation can there be? When the police told him he'd need to come to the station and make a complaint he told them and this bit beggars belief, that he'd get his ex-hooligans to deal with it instead. What sort of idiot phones the police and tells them they are about to pay their staff to assault someone? Jesus wept. Naturally the police threatened to prosecute him. That does tend to happen if you phone them up and tell them you are about to commit a crime even if it's in retaliation.
In any case if I were the police I'd take any report of a crime from Davidson with a pinch of salt. Not solely from malevolence but because he has something of a tendency to overreact. Look at how he responds to finding himself in the same room as someone with comic timing.
Cheerio
I was pootling about the internet when I stumbled across this old rant by and I regret to inform you, I'm not joking, my brother's favourite comedian, Jim Davidson. Today's strut across the plains of the internet has been like a very strange dream. First up I got an email calling me a 'murderous Jew cunt' for no discernible reason and which murderous cunt aside lacks accuracy. Then I saw this , then this before finally encountering the full loopiness of Davidson. I really wonder if I have woken up in some sort of parallel universe.
It seems that Mr Davidson is unhappy with the level of crime in Britain, a fair enough point and a fairly mainstream view. However he then goes on to inform us that the situation is much better in Dubai in a manner which suggests that he'd like a bit of the same here. In other words it would appear that Jim Davidson has written an open letter to our Home Secretary requesting the introduction of Sharia law in Britain. Oh my sainted aunt.
As resorts go Dubai is hardly Club Tropicana. This website reckons it's the 'dream holiday place' which it might well be if you're a lunatic puritan but frankly it sounds rubbish. For a start you can't even shag a chap unless you're married to him! Worse still you can't even be alone with a chap, even for an innocent chat if you're not related. Freaks! Their drug laws are barking mad, even more so than our state sponsored overreaction. Look what happened to these poor folk. They also take a dim view of miscarriages.
Still we must remember that Mr Davidson has been a victim of crime in the UK himself despite having 'a personal security team' comprised of 'ex-Hereford hooligans' which isn't rewarding crime at all is it? Anyway as I was saying Jim did have some bother with the UK crime last time he was over here.
According to Davidson there was a man on his face and he needed a copper to tell the man to wind his neck in. I know, I know, it could only happen to Davidson! He's mad! No, honestly I really do think he's mentally disturbed. What other explanation can there be? When the police told him he'd need to come to the station and make a complaint he told them and this bit beggars belief, that he'd get his ex-hooligans to deal with it instead. What sort of idiot phones the police and tells them they are about to pay their staff to assault someone? Jesus wept. Naturally the police threatened to prosecute him. That does tend to happen if you phone them up and tell them you are about to commit a crime even if it's in retaliation.
In any case if I were the police I'd take any report of a crime from Davidson with a pinch of salt. Not solely from malevolence but because he has something of a tendency to overreact. Look at how he responds to finding himself in the same room as someone with comic timing.
Cheerio
6/19/2008
Bloody EU/Council/Government Bastards
Hello,
I didn't intend to mention the EU again this week, in fact I felt a good deal lighter having got all it all of my chest.
You will therefore imagine just how surprised I was when it was announced it work this afternoon that there is to be a change in the way we get our council handout. It's all got very exciting the Scottish Government have ordered the council to offer contracts for various services and get all the charities and private companies competing with each other. I have no idea whether this in itself is a good idea or not. As the council are actually foolish enough to believe the statistics we submit I very much doubt this change will do anything at all for service quality.
What I did imagine it would do is cut costs. Ha Ha Ha Ha! Unfortunately the whole process must conform to EU rules. Naturally the management have looked at these and quickly become baffled. I had a quick peek and swiftly concluded that this was a job for the professionals -a rare moment of agreement between me and my manager.
As far as I can make out in order for the council to get value for money they are having to provide additional financial assistance to various charities so that someone can help them put in money saving bids. In other words money is being taken out of one budget and hidden in another. This is in addition to the full time member of staff we have who actually understands how lottery and charity funding works paid for by the council to allow us to seek alternative funding sources so that we would be less reliant on the council. Oh and the staff member the council paid for to help record the statistical reports required to see if we're worth funding or not.
Every time they change the funding structure another five pointless jobs are created. Given that the charity I work for does work which is currently the responsibility of the council -hence why we get a share of the saved council staffing costs. Would it not be easier and cheaper just to hand over the cash and let us get on with it. Or am I over simplifying things?
If I were in charge I'd tell them to shove it and raise the money through jumble sales, donations and sponsored things. An individual begging on the streets might feel demeaned but an organisation wasting its time and energy begging on forms for a measly £40,000* is pitiful.
Cheerio
*Plus the further £40,000 required to pay folk to record statistics and apply for grants. I'd imagine the EU funding consultant could trouser at the very least £25,000. If they'd just given us the £40,000 we wanted in the first place they could have saved at least £65,000 finding out if we were worth it.
I didn't intend to mention the EU again this week, in fact I felt a good deal lighter having got all it all of my chest.
You will therefore imagine just how surprised I was when it was announced it work this afternoon that there is to be a change in the way we get our council handout. It's all got very exciting the Scottish Government have ordered the council to offer contracts for various services and get all the charities and private companies competing with each other. I have no idea whether this in itself is a good idea or not. As the council are actually foolish enough to believe the statistics we submit I very much doubt this change will do anything at all for service quality.
What I did imagine it would do is cut costs. Ha Ha Ha Ha! Unfortunately the whole process must conform to EU rules. Naturally the management have looked at these and quickly become baffled. I had a quick peek and swiftly concluded that this was a job for the professionals -a rare moment of agreement between me and my manager.
As far as I can make out in order for the council to get value for money they are having to provide additional financial assistance to various charities so that someone can help them put in money saving bids. In other words money is being taken out of one budget and hidden in another. This is in addition to the full time member of staff we have who actually understands how lottery and charity funding works paid for by the council to allow us to seek alternative funding sources so that we would be less reliant on the council. Oh and the staff member the council paid for to help record the statistical reports required to see if we're worth funding or not.
Every time they change the funding structure another five pointless jobs are created. Given that the charity I work for does work which is currently the responsibility of the council -hence why we get a share of the saved council staffing costs. Would it not be easier and cheaper just to hand over the cash and let us get on with it. Or am I over simplifying things?
If I were in charge I'd tell them to shove it and raise the money through jumble sales, donations and sponsored things. An individual begging on the streets might feel demeaned but an organisation wasting its time and energy begging on forms for a measly £40,000* is pitiful.
Cheerio
*Plus the further £40,000 required to pay folk to record statistics and apply for grants. I'd imagine the EU funding consultant could trouser at the very least £25,000. If they'd just given us the £40,000 we wanted in the first place they could have saved at least £65,000 finding out if we were worth it.
3/30/2008
Is This Real?
Hello,
It has to be said I have very mixed feelings about vandalism. On the one hand I disapprove of destroying public or private property for one's personal amusement but on the other it can on occasion be quite funny. Nevertheless it is illegal so I accept that when little Toby of Whitecraigs finds himself before the beak for his 'ghetto' antics he's got to be punished.
However I was surprised to read in today's Herald that one Gary Shields of Crookston was sentenced to 28 months in prison for his artistic endevours. He'd have been better stabbing someone really. If ever there was an offence crying out for community service or a bit of electronic tagging and a stiff fine it's this one. Oh if only I were a beak I'd have had Gary and his chums in the 'Eazy Riders' crew shackled together scrubbing walls and dislodging chewing gum for a year. I'd have fined the lot of them five grand each on top of requiring them to repay the cost of clearing up the mess they've already made and ordered them to attend literacy classes -'Eazy' indeed! In my court the little buggers would also be tagged and given a curfew to prevent them operating undercover of darkness. Oh and if they're responsible for the graffiti art pictured beside the report in the paper I'd chuck in some compulsory art classes. Honestly it's woeful.
At no point would it have occurred to me to send young Gary to Barlinnie to share a sell with a fellow sentenced to 28 months for trafficking £130,000 worth of cannabis. It's particularly absurd in this case given that trainee structural engineer Gary is an otherwise respectable fellow who was about to be be sent to university by his employer before 28 months of morning shower nerves entered the picture.
I shall spare you all my full prison reform rant suffice to say I'm on the harsh but fair wing that gets drowned out between the stick pins in their eyes and feed them gruel and the teach them to paint cats and fluff up their pillows brigades. My main beef with unduly harsh sentences is that it's taking up a place that could go to a kiddie fiddler or a proper thug. It's not fair that these people who work so hard to cause misery and distress wherever they go should be deprived of a place in prison just because some spray painting amateur is cluttering up a cell. If we as a society stop rewarding effort and hard work we'll grind to a halt and as no-one else is prepared to speak for the hard working criminal outcast the burden has fallen on my shoulders.
My other concern is that putting folk in prison who shouldn't really be there adds weight to the argument that regimes should become softer. Indeed it was the harsh treatment received by many well educated conscientious objectors during the first world war that led to the relaxation of many unduly harsh rules -not that I'm placing Gary in such illustrious company. That was fine back then because the treatment of prisoners was utterly appalling, however we're starting from a much more relaxed position these days. Quite apart from anything else the opinions of prisoners on their treatment should be an irrelevance. Unless they are calling attention to serious abuse of their basic and I emphasise basic human rights I have little interest in how they think or feel about anything. It is far easier to dismiss the bleating of a murderer about prison, an otherwise respectable vandal commands a great deal more sympathy.
As a deterrent his sentence is useless because it's too atypical to have any real impact. Making it typical does not serve the interests of society in any way. In any case how many vandals are caught in the act -judging by the epidemic of bus shelter destruction in the east end I'd guess very few. As far as I can tell efforts to clean up the city are directed at easy targets -city centre office workers dropping fag ends whilst out for a fly fag and so on. The truth is Gary was very unfortunate to be caught.
I accept that for many people graffiti creates an intimidating atmosphere but the we cannot start handing out jail sentences on the basis of people's feelings. In any case if the public regularly saw offenders cleaning up they would draw comfort from the knowledge that something is being done. Gary's sentence is a waste of public money that will achieve little but give those with an understandable desire for vengeance a few seconds victory, until of course they turn the page of their paper and see someone out on parole to ease overcrowding on trial for rape.
Cheerio
It has to be said I have very mixed feelings about vandalism. On the one hand I disapprove of destroying public or private property for one's personal amusement but on the other it can on occasion be quite funny. Nevertheless it is illegal so I accept that when little Toby of Whitecraigs finds himself before the beak for his 'ghetto' antics he's got to be punished.
However I was surprised to read in today's Herald that one Gary Shields of Crookston was sentenced to 28 months in prison for his artistic endevours. He'd have been better stabbing someone really. If ever there was an offence crying out for community service or a bit of electronic tagging and a stiff fine it's this one. Oh if only I were a beak I'd have had Gary and his chums in the 'Eazy Riders' crew shackled together scrubbing walls and dislodging chewing gum for a year. I'd have fined the lot of them five grand each on top of requiring them to repay the cost of clearing up the mess they've already made and ordered them to attend literacy classes -'Eazy' indeed! In my court the little buggers would also be tagged and given a curfew to prevent them operating undercover of darkness. Oh and if they're responsible for the graffiti art pictured beside the report in the paper I'd chuck in some compulsory art classes. Honestly it's woeful.
At no point would it have occurred to me to send young Gary to Barlinnie to share a sell with a fellow sentenced to 28 months for trafficking £130,000 worth of cannabis. It's particularly absurd in this case given that trainee structural engineer Gary is an otherwise respectable fellow who was about to be be sent to university by his employer before 28 months of morning shower nerves entered the picture.
I shall spare you all my full prison reform rant suffice to say I'm on the harsh but fair wing that gets drowned out between the stick pins in their eyes and feed them gruel and the teach them to paint cats and fluff up their pillows brigades. My main beef with unduly harsh sentences is that it's taking up a place that could go to a kiddie fiddler or a proper thug. It's not fair that these people who work so hard to cause misery and distress wherever they go should be deprived of a place in prison just because some spray painting amateur is cluttering up a cell. If we as a society stop rewarding effort and hard work we'll grind to a halt and as no-one else is prepared to speak for the hard working criminal outcast the burden has fallen on my shoulders.
My other concern is that putting folk in prison who shouldn't really be there adds weight to the argument that regimes should become softer. Indeed it was the harsh treatment received by many well educated conscientious objectors during the first world war that led to the relaxation of many unduly harsh rules -not that I'm placing Gary in such illustrious company. That was fine back then because the treatment of prisoners was utterly appalling, however we're starting from a much more relaxed position these days. Quite apart from anything else the opinions of prisoners on their treatment should be an irrelevance. Unless they are calling attention to serious abuse of their basic and I emphasise basic human rights I have little interest in how they think or feel about anything. It is far easier to dismiss the bleating of a murderer about prison, an otherwise respectable vandal commands a great deal more sympathy.
As a deterrent his sentence is useless because it's too atypical to have any real impact. Making it typical does not serve the interests of society in any way. In any case how many vandals are caught in the act -judging by the epidemic of bus shelter destruction in the east end I'd guess very few. As far as I can tell efforts to clean up the city are directed at easy targets -city centre office workers dropping fag ends whilst out for a fly fag and so on. The truth is Gary was very unfortunate to be caught.
I accept that for many people graffiti creates an intimidating atmosphere but the we cannot start handing out jail sentences on the basis of people's feelings. In any case if the public regularly saw offenders cleaning up they would draw comfort from the knowledge that something is being done. Gary's sentence is a waste of public money that will achieve little but give those with an understandable desire for vengeance a few seconds victory, until of course they turn the page of their paper and see someone out on parole to ease overcrowding on trial for rape.
Cheerio
11/29/2007
A Puzzle!
Hello,
I was interviewing a young lady a while back who is appealing against a decision to stop her Incapacity Benefit. She has been diagnosed with depression so severe that she is on twice the dose of medication I am, meets her community psychiatric nurse weekly and attends counselling.
Her depression was triggered by a rape that took place eighteen months ago. The culprit was questioned but it did not get to court.
Anyway being ill prepared for the interview I was leafing through the papers as I was talking to her. One moment I was making all sorts of sisterly noises the next I entered a state of such bewilderment I had to leave the interview room.
It's the oddest thing but there in black and white on real paper was a letter of support for the forthcoming tribunal from her counsellor who outlines her case much as I have above but goes on to inform the reader that '[she] blames herself for the rape because she had consumed alcohol that evening and is unable to remember the assault'.
Having reflected for a moment, I returned to the room. I casually asked if she had been violently assaulted during the rape and she replied that she had not and I returned to my previous state of total bewilderment.
How in God's name does she know she was raped? She might in a drunken moment have instigated sex and forgotten. Alternatively and more likely the creep she was with might have spotted a golden opportunity and decided to make whoopee while the lady snored. Of course there may not even be one person who knows the truth given the remarkable resistance of the teenage boy's libido to the effects of alcohol.
The policy of automatically accepting the word of every woman who says she was raped is a well intentioned attempt at a corrective to the bad old days when a disgusting crime was excused on the basis the victim was good looking, ugly, wearing a miniskirt and so on but is anyone doing this girl a kindness by accepting her word on this.
At the risk of sounding catty we are talking about an exceptionally dim girl of eighteen here. Surely the decent thing to do under the circumstances is to explain to her that getting so drunk that you blackout is to put yourself at risk and that as a result no-one, not even her can say with any certainty that she has been raped. That being fall down drunk is to be vulnerable to theft, sexual assault and humiliation. That whilst she has an absolute right to control access to her body, with that comes the responsibility to protect it or accept the consequences.
Instead this young lady is being aided and abetted in her totally unfounded belief that she is a victim of crime. Both her counsellor and CPN have advised her that she will never get over what has happened to her but may with work learn to manage her pain. I hesitate to use the word but that is evil. I claim no great insight or expertise in these matters but wouldn't a talk on the real facts of human nature, a sympathetic but honest ear and some practical help and guidance regarding what on earth she intends to do with her life help her a lot more than wallowing in the aftermath what is little more than a drunken fuck.
For those of you wondering why I haven't given the girl the talk I shall tell you -I'd be sued into the next world, not to mention sacked. In any case three 'experts' before me have failed to do so, no doubt because if you do not accept the every word of a self proclaimed victim you are accused of being 'pro-rape'. Incredibly that expression is actually used. By God if I were were pro-rape you'd know all about it.
I mention all this because I note that 'Big Div' Cameron and the Tories wish to obtain more rape convictions through the introduction of tougher laws. It's changed days when I of all people am forced to mock the Tories for being too nice. But come on they want the back of their legs slapping. Make no mistake I am not defending rape, it is a disgusting crime deserving of a harsh sentence but a look at the facts tells you why rape convictions are so low.
For a kick off 8 out 10 reported rapes are alleged to be committed by someone known to the alleged victim. Many of those fit the 'date rape' description in which people express an interest in each other one thing leads to another in one mind at least. If there are no signs of violence or there is a neutral witness date rape is impossible to prove. Unless we just go straight from allegation to sentencing with no trial in the middle -a horrifying prospect, then what else can be done? Nobody should be forced into unwanted sex, nor should anyone be convicted of rape without any evidence. Human nature being the flawed beast that it is, would it not be more sensible to tell women they need to remain vigilant to defend their rights rather than trust that 'nice' boy they met several vodkas ago?
Of course the Tories aren't the only people under the impression that women require protection more akin to that offered to toddlers than competent adults. Our glorious Labour masters announced five years ago that; 'Women who are drunk or under the influence of drugs will automatically be regarded as unable to give consent to sex'. That being the case, it is my grave duty to inform you that I have been raped on a weekly basis and maybe more depending the the drink/drugs consumed for the last ten years and on many occasions over the last seventeen years. Clearly I'm so in thrall to my abuser I hadn't noticed. Naturally Mr Clairwil and his predecessors will be turned in to the authorities forthwith.
Cheerio
I was interviewing a young lady a while back who is appealing against a decision to stop her Incapacity Benefit. She has been diagnosed with depression so severe that she is on twice the dose of medication I am, meets her community psychiatric nurse weekly and attends counselling.
Her depression was triggered by a rape that took place eighteen months ago. The culprit was questioned but it did not get to court.
Anyway being ill prepared for the interview I was leafing through the papers as I was talking to her. One moment I was making all sorts of sisterly noises the next I entered a state of such bewilderment I had to leave the interview room.
It's the oddest thing but there in black and white on real paper was a letter of support for the forthcoming tribunal from her counsellor who outlines her case much as I have above but goes on to inform the reader that '[she] blames herself for the rape because she had consumed alcohol that evening and is unable to remember the assault'.
Having reflected for a moment, I returned to the room. I casually asked if she had been violently assaulted during the rape and she replied that she had not and I returned to my previous state of total bewilderment.
How in God's name does she know she was raped? She might in a drunken moment have instigated sex and forgotten. Alternatively and more likely the creep she was with might have spotted a golden opportunity and decided to make whoopee while the lady snored. Of course there may not even be one person who knows the truth given the remarkable resistance of the teenage boy's libido to the effects of alcohol.
The policy of automatically accepting the word of every woman who says she was raped is a well intentioned attempt at a corrective to the bad old days when a disgusting crime was excused on the basis the victim was good looking, ugly, wearing a miniskirt and so on but is anyone doing this girl a kindness by accepting her word on this.
At the risk of sounding catty we are talking about an exceptionally dim girl of eighteen here. Surely the decent thing to do under the circumstances is to explain to her that getting so drunk that you blackout is to put yourself at risk and that as a result no-one, not even her can say with any certainty that she has been raped. That being fall down drunk is to be vulnerable to theft, sexual assault and humiliation. That whilst she has an absolute right to control access to her body, with that comes the responsibility to protect it or accept the consequences.
Instead this young lady is being aided and abetted in her totally unfounded belief that she is a victim of crime. Both her counsellor and CPN have advised her that she will never get over what has happened to her but may with work learn to manage her pain. I hesitate to use the word but that is evil. I claim no great insight or expertise in these matters but wouldn't a talk on the real facts of human nature, a sympathetic but honest ear and some practical help and guidance regarding what on earth she intends to do with her life help her a lot more than wallowing in the aftermath what is little more than a drunken fuck.
For those of you wondering why I haven't given the girl the talk I shall tell you -I'd be sued into the next world, not to mention sacked. In any case three 'experts' before me have failed to do so, no doubt because if you do not accept the every word of a self proclaimed victim you are accused of being 'pro-rape'. Incredibly that expression is actually used. By God if I were were pro-rape you'd know all about it.
I mention all this because I note that 'Big Div' Cameron and the Tories wish to obtain more rape convictions through the introduction of tougher laws. It's changed days when I of all people am forced to mock the Tories for being too nice. But come on they want the back of their legs slapping. Make no mistake I am not defending rape, it is a disgusting crime deserving of a harsh sentence but a look at the facts tells you why rape convictions are so low.
For a kick off 8 out 10 reported rapes are alleged to be committed by someone known to the alleged victim. Many of those fit the 'date rape' description in which people express an interest in each other one thing leads to another in one mind at least. If there are no signs of violence or there is a neutral witness date rape is impossible to prove. Unless we just go straight from allegation to sentencing with no trial in the middle -a horrifying prospect, then what else can be done? Nobody should be forced into unwanted sex, nor should anyone be convicted of rape without any evidence. Human nature being the flawed beast that it is, would it not be more sensible to tell women they need to remain vigilant to defend their rights rather than trust that 'nice' boy they met several vodkas ago?
Of course the Tories aren't the only people under the impression that women require protection more akin to that offered to toddlers than competent adults. Our glorious Labour masters announced five years ago that; 'Women who are drunk or under the influence of drugs will automatically be regarded as unable to give consent to sex'. That being the case, it is my grave duty to inform you that I have been raped on a weekly basis and maybe more depending the the drink/drugs consumed for the last ten years and on many occasions over the last seventeen years. Clearly I'm so in thrall to my abuser I hadn't noticed. Naturally Mr Clairwil and his predecessors will be turned in to the authorities forthwith.
Cheerio
7/28/2007
Now that fucking rocks.
Hello,
I was intending to do a bit of a usual hits style Tom Jones You Tube special this evening and I do have those clips to but the one I really want to draw your attention to is Tom and Janis Joplin duetting or carrying on like banshees on heat. Truly arse moving and mind blowing. Behold.
Delilah rather pales in comparison although it's still ace. Until I was 22 I felt rather unloved if an episode of insane jealousy hadn't spilled over into violence during the course of a mating ritual. Him indoors and I don't go in for much in the way of door slamming at grandiose suicide bids though he is stern enough about erect nipples to make me feel a bit owned. Not that I am owned
it's a pleasing fantasy that I encourage when it suits me.
Now let Tom show you where all that simmering passion gets you. Cause and effect kids.
Cheerio
I was intending to do a bit of a usual hits style Tom Jones You Tube special this evening and I do have those clips to but the one I really want to draw your attention to is Tom and Janis Joplin duetting or carrying on like banshees on heat. Truly arse moving and mind blowing. Behold.
Delilah rather pales in comparison although it's still ace. Until I was 22 I felt rather unloved if an episode of insane jealousy hadn't spilled over into violence during the course of a mating ritual. Him indoors and I don't go in for much in the way of door slamming at grandiose suicide bids though he is stern enough about erect nipples to make me feel a bit owned. Not that I am owned
it's a pleasing fantasy that I encourage when it suits me.
Now let Tom show you where all that simmering passion gets you. Cause and effect kids.
Cheerio
7/21/2007
Whatever Next?
Hello,
The list of thing that can only happen to me has grown rather dramatically of late. First some tosser on Pickled Politics calls me a 'neo-con' and accuses me of owning an 'internment now' badge for no apparent reason then all hell breaks loose at The Scottish Idler's Guild.
For reasons which I fear will forever remain mysterious Wednesday's meeting was hijacked by a rather unpleasant and intimidating bunch who claimed to be 'a group of British Muslims'. They seemed to have a bee in their bonnet about supermarkets of all things. Lord knows what on earth we did to attract them but they claim to have come all the way from Edinburgh.
However all is not doom and gloom. The Britblog round up is here on Sunday and I'll be talking about it on Radio 5 at some stage next week so my English readers should prepare their side-splitting quips about being unable to understand me without delay.
Cheerio
The list of thing that can only happen to me has grown rather dramatically of late. First some tosser on Pickled Politics calls me a 'neo-con' and accuses me of owning an 'internment now' badge for no apparent reason then all hell breaks loose at The Scottish Idler's Guild.
For reasons which I fear will forever remain mysterious Wednesday's meeting was hijacked by a rather unpleasant and intimidating bunch who claimed to be 'a group of British Muslims'. They seemed to have a bee in their bonnet about supermarkets of all things. Lord knows what on earth we did to attract them but they claim to have come all the way from Edinburgh.
However all is not doom and gloom. The Britblog round up is here on Sunday and I'll be talking about it on Radio 5 at some stage next week so my English readers should prepare their side-splitting quips about being unable to understand me without delay.
Cheerio
7/18/2007
A Warning Against Toying With The Occult
Hello,
A while back I mentioned that a psychic had informed me that I had someone very interesting behind me from the spirit world.
Naturally I was intrigued, so I was pleased to stumble across a different psychic who reckoned she could supply me with a drawing of my spirit guide. I duly coughed up the very reasonable £4.00 fee for this remarkable service and waited. The shocking outcome of all this is that I have a very well executed pencil drawing which appears to be of one of my ex-boyfriends. That said drawing has the same name and purports to be my 'soulmate' is, I need hardly day most distressing. Mr Clairwil could never be usurped in my affections.
Obviously I am the victim of some sort of prank. For a start a soulmate and a spirit guide are two entirely separate beasties. What worries me is who is responsible for this outrage? Why? I have of course submitted a stern email to them which has come back undelivered. It's as if they have vanished into thin air. The drawing itself is as I say very well done but every time I look at it I want to sleep with all it's friends and start pointless drunken fist fights. It can't be healthy.
I'm off to bed now though I doubt I shall ever sleep again.
Cheerio
A while back I mentioned that a psychic had informed me that I had someone very interesting behind me from the spirit world.
Naturally I was intrigued, so I was pleased to stumble across a different psychic who reckoned she could supply me with a drawing of my spirit guide. I duly coughed up the very reasonable £4.00 fee for this remarkable service and waited. The shocking outcome of all this is that I have a very well executed pencil drawing which appears to be of one of my ex-boyfriends. That said drawing has the same name and purports to be my 'soulmate' is, I need hardly day most distressing. Mr Clairwil could never be usurped in my affections.
Obviously I am the victim of some sort of prank. For a start a soulmate and a spirit guide are two entirely separate beasties. What worries me is who is responsible for this outrage? Why? I have of course submitted a stern email to them which has come back undelivered. It's as if they have vanished into thin air. The drawing itself is as I say very well done but every time I look at it I want to sleep with all it's friends and start pointless drunken fist fights. It can't be healthy.
I'm off to bed now though I doubt I shall ever sleep again.
Cheerio
4/20/2007
Oh Lordy Here Come The Nazis......
' Our time is comming
Tommoro Belongs To Me' -BNP Supporter -Stormfront Web Forum
Vote BNP if you don't want the whole of London and Britain, turning into the ape and reptile enclosures of London Zoo!' -BNP Member -Stormfront Web Forum
Hello,
As I'm sure we are all aware following last week's laughable party political broadcast the BNP are fielding thirty-two morons for election next month. What a bunch they are!
First up we have Kenny Smith standing in Glasgow, he's hard to describe really, though freaky, Nazi geek isn't a bad start.
Tommoro Belongs To Me' -BNP Supporter -Stormfront Web Forum
Vote BNP if you don't want the whole of London and Britain, turning into the ape and reptile enclosures of London Zoo!' -BNP Member -Stormfront Web Forum
Hello,
As I'm sure we are all aware following last week's laughable party political broadcast the BNP are fielding thirty-two morons for election next month. What a bunch they are!
First up we have Kenny Smith standing in Glasgow, he's hard to describe really, though freaky, Nazi geek isn't a bad start.
'SMITH sickened neighbours on his native Lewis by waving a swastika flag on Hitler's birthday.
As Scottish secretary, he vets potential recruits to the BNP and introduces them to their members and officials.
Smith is known for smooth-talking in public and projects himself as the acceptable face of the party. But in private, he is quick to launch into racist bile.'
Imagine living next door to that!
Next up is David Kerr, his hobbies include goosestepping in the vicinity of brown skinned people in an effort to start a race war. I'm not making this up!
'PART of BNP's security team and a candidate in national elections, Kerr is a key player in Scotland.
He was among 58 fans prevented from attending Scotland's match with Norway in Bordeaux, France, during the 1998 World Cup.
Kerr, from Port Glasgow, has organised marches in areas with large ethnic minority populations in the hope of provoking 'race war'.'
Steven Blake is the closet to what passes for normal in that he hasn't been caught masturbating in Nazi regalia- yet. Though he is a fan of some foreign imports....
'THE top-rated BNP political candidate in Scotland, he stood in the Euro elections this year but got less than two per cent of the vote. He runs an IT firm in Stirlingshire but business contacts are unaware of his shadowy politics.
Blake is responsible for the BNP's website, and in the 1980s he imported hardcore Nazi material from the US. He runs Digital Scotland, an IT firm who list work for Edinburgh Cyrenians, a respectable homelessness charity , in their portfolio.
The charity confirmed they had paid the company up to £5000 to run their website but emphasised they were unaware of BNP links.'
It's business as usual for southside uberned Scott McLean
'BNP national deputy chairman and Scotland's regional organiser .
He stood at recent Euro elections and preaches on 'family values'.
Yet, he was photographed giving a Nazi salute at a 'Blood and Honour' Nazi skinhead festival in Scotland. McLean, 33, is a former Glasgow City Council joiner who quit after his views were revealed.
He was involved in gang fights between whites and Asians while at Bellahouston Academy . He joined the BNP aged 18. He has mixed with BNP extremists and others throughout Europe, including members of the notorious Combat 18 Nazi gang.'
What an impressive C.V.
I wonder what Charlie Baillie, another of the 32 BNP candidates makes of all this Nazi love as he took part in the BNP's Rememberance Sunday ceremony. Good Lord! What are they mourning the loss of Nazi life in WW2?
We also have Gary Raikes who apparently takes a dim view of anti-social behaviour. He will, I'm sure be having a stern word with a few of his fellow candidates about their antics.
Walter Hamilton is a particularly disgusting, reprehensible piece of shit who's 'finest' hour to date has been his attempt to exploit the death of Kriss Donald, by hassling his family to win BNP votes.
This next lot will presumably not be displaying much local knowledge having been imported from down south to make up the shortfall.
'Among the candidates in the Highlands and Islands region for the Scottish parliament elections is Roger Robertson, a south-east England organiser. The Lothians sees Sadie Graham from the East Midlands and Tim Rait, who unsuccessfully stood in Maidenhead in the 2005 general election. Mid Scotland and Fife has Michaela MacKenzie, who stood in Warwickshire North two years ago. Meanwhile, the West of Scotland region has Kevin Scott, north-east of England regional organiser.'
The last thing Scottish politics needs is more cretins. Fingers crossed for 32 lost deposits.
Cheerio
4/15/2007
A Code Of Conduct For Bloggers
Hello,
Is there no part of my life that is free from botherers? I have just received an email telling, yes telling me to become a protestant. Obviously I emailed back and said I'd love to but first you need to do something about the lack of visuals, incense and how about adopting few Voodoo rituals. Believe me that is the last time I ever ask the Wee Free's a serious theological question.
Anyway some sort of code of conduct for bloggers has been brought to my attention. Oh for Christ's sake just cock off! Is nothing sacred? All I ever wanted in life was a space to act the goat in without someone moaning that I'd trod on their prize marrow. Now we have this set of rules. To be fair they are voluntary -for now.
There is no need for it whatsoever. I find myself reminded of those kiss-arse children I was incarcerated at school with. Do you know that at one point they took at petition to the headmaster asking for the uniform rules to be enforced? And had the nerve to call me immature for sneering at them! Why in God's name would anyone campaign to have one of their meagre freedoms taken away?
As time goes by I start to relate to those Americans that live in shacks in the mountains with 526 rifles and mistrust the government.
If you don't want to read me, then fuck off! Now that is a code of conduct.
Cheerio
Is there no part of my life that is free from botherers? I have just received an email telling, yes telling me to become a protestant. Obviously I emailed back and said I'd love to but first you need to do something about the lack of visuals, incense and how about adopting few Voodoo rituals. Believe me that is the last time I ever ask the Wee Free's a serious theological question.
Anyway some sort of code of conduct for bloggers has been brought to my attention. Oh for Christ's sake just cock off! Is nothing sacred? All I ever wanted in life was a space to act the goat in without someone moaning that I'd trod on their prize marrow. Now we have this set of rules. To be fair they are voluntary -for now.
There is no need for it whatsoever. I find myself reminded of those kiss-arse children I was incarcerated at school with. Do you know that at one point they took at petition to the headmaster asking for the uniform rules to be enforced? And had the nerve to call me immature for sneering at them! Why in God's name would anyone campaign to have one of their meagre freedoms taken away?
As time goes by I start to relate to those Americans that live in shacks in the mountains with 526 rifles and mistrust the government.
If you don't want to read me, then fuck off! Now that is a code of conduct.
Cheerio
4/07/2007
Are They All On Drugs?
That's it. That is the fucking limit. It was only a matter of time before the government sent me 100% batshit fucking doolally mental. For the love of God what is wrong with them? I'm just looking out the window and daily life is going on as normal. What's wrong? Why aren't there riots? A revolution? We are being governed by cunting robots? They must be stopped.
I was just over at Tom Tylers blog when I chanced upon this cracker from Patrica Hewitt commenting on the British sailors taken hostage in Iran;
"It was deplorable that the woman hostage should be shown smoking. This sends completely the wrong message to our young people."
It's extraordinary, almost unbelievable. A member of the British government switches on the TV to see some British sailors taken hostage by Iran and thinks 'tsk, smoking'. Exactly how much of a health Nazi does one need to be to react like that? Frankly I'm amazed she doesn't want to prosecute her for smoking in the workplace.
I despair.
Some good stuff up over at TerryWatch
I was just over at Tom Tylers blog when I chanced upon this cracker from Patrica Hewitt commenting on the British sailors taken hostage in Iran;
"It was deplorable that the woman hostage should be shown smoking. This sends completely the wrong message to our young people."
It's extraordinary, almost unbelievable. A member of the British government switches on the TV to see some British sailors taken hostage by Iran and thinks 'tsk, smoking'. Exactly how much of a health Nazi does one need to be to react like that? Frankly I'm amazed she doesn't want to prosecute her for smoking in the workplace.
I despair.
Some good stuff up over at TerryWatch
The Internet Hates Me
Hello,
Following on from my earlier post about the horror involved in trying to set up a website. I'm still stuck. Some of the clever types below have asked me for more information! Ha! they don't realise quite what a dunce they're dealing with. Anyway here is my version of events. Can anyone shed any light on this catastrophe?
I purchased a website regarding popular skin conditions on ebay with the aim of polluting the internet with with yet another advertising site. This website reckons it's ready to go for adsense and that all one has to do is insert their adsense ID and then publish. Oh they made it sound so bloody easy and I'm sure it is for other people.
I downloaded it and opened it using WinRAR. All the templates opened in Firefox after I'd unzipped them. I didn't ask them to, it just happened. Also supplied with the programme was a search and replace tool. The instructions said that I should type in my adsense code, hit search and replace and that would be the editing done. It didn't work and kept saying that the code I wished to replace didn't exist! But it did because I've seen it!
As the files kept opening as the finished article rather than html. I used the view source option and copied the template into notepad. This then allowed me to replace the relevant bit of code by hand not using the fucking tool.
For my next trick I then tried to upload the files to my website. Oh sweet Jesus! Why did I bother? I followed the instructions in windows which seem simple but are a wicked trick. The only option I'm given is to upload to MSN groups. Nowhere else. Who in their right mind wants to only send things to MSN? Why can't I add my webhost?
So I went to my control panel. Noted their template editor was useless unless you just want to pick one of their templates, so I installed Joomla. Why Joomla? I don't know I just liked the name. Joomla is a cunt. Every time I try and upload the templates I get an error message. It has thus far allowed me to upload a banner with no problem, then turned against me. It did allow me to copy and paste a page of code in but it came out all wrong!
I realise that I am at fault here. I just can't understand where I went wrong. I'm not great with computers but this is absurd. I thought templates would make life easier.
Cheerio
Following on from my earlier post about the horror involved in trying to set up a website. I'm still stuck. Some of the clever types below have asked me for more information! Ha! they don't realise quite what a dunce they're dealing with. Anyway here is my version of events. Can anyone shed any light on this catastrophe?
I purchased a website regarding popular skin conditions on ebay with the aim of polluting the internet with with yet another advertising site. This website reckons it's ready to go for adsense and that all one has to do is insert their adsense ID and then publish. Oh they made it sound so bloody easy and I'm sure it is for other people.
I downloaded it and opened it using WinRAR. All the templates opened in Firefox after I'd unzipped them. I didn't ask them to, it just happened. Also supplied with the programme was a search and replace tool. The instructions said that I should type in my adsense code, hit search and replace and that would be the editing done. It didn't work and kept saying that the code I wished to replace didn't exist! But it did because I've seen it!
As the files kept opening as the finished article rather than html. I used the view source option and copied the template into notepad. This then allowed me to replace the relevant bit of code by hand not using the fucking tool.
For my next trick I then tried to upload the files to my website. Oh sweet Jesus! Why did I bother? I followed the instructions in windows which seem simple but are a wicked trick. The only option I'm given is to upload to MSN groups. Nowhere else. Who in their right mind wants to only send things to MSN? Why can't I add my webhost?
So I went to my control panel. Noted their template editor was useless unless you just want to pick one of their templates, so I installed Joomla. Why Joomla? I don't know I just liked the name. Joomla is a cunt. Every time I try and upload the templates I get an error message. It has thus far allowed me to upload a banner with no problem, then turned against me. It did allow me to copy and paste a page of code in but it came out all wrong!
I realise that I am at fault here. I just can't understand where I went wrong. I'm not great with computers but this is absurd. I thought templates would make life easier.
Cheerio
2/28/2007
Oh Shit Britney Spears Knows How I Feel....
Hello,
It pains me to admit it but if recent reports are to be believed, Britney Spears is the only person in the world that feels the way I do. At least she's got an excuse with the old post natals. I refuse to be Bi-polar. Some of my mates down at the 'mental' are that way inclined and they do the most peculiar things.
Cheerio
It pains me to admit it but if recent reports are to be believed, Britney Spears is the only person in the world that feels the way I do. At least she's got an excuse with the old post natals. I refuse to be Bi-polar. Some of my mates down at the 'mental' are that way inclined and they do the most peculiar things.
Cheerio
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