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

Other Stuff

Hello,
I've started a new and rather dull blog over here, detailing my methods of trying to earn a crust from one fingered typing and staying indoors.

It's not likely to be of much interest to my merry band of readers other than those that carry adverts on their blogs.

So now you know.

Cheerio