Question Time was a bit of a disappointment. It was worth a look for some wonderful moments, largely from the face of Bonnie Greer who managed to nonchalantly flatten the Nazi’s flawed comments with beautifully realised fact bullets. The conservative rep Baroness Wasi also delivered succinct, lucid and considered arguments but the fact the Tories had decided to shove on their almost only racially diverse member of the conservative party was a bit naff. Chris Hulne and Jack Straw were impassioned; particularly the latter who seemed close to tears with seemingly genuine sincerity, but whose opinions were sadly negated by with the thousands of deaths in Iraq, the only time the Nazi had a point in his favour when he suggested he’s never hurt anyone, but the Justice Secretary had blood on his hands.
The main problem I had was the leaving of unanswered questions. The Holocaust matter was never resolved, repatriation, the shit about an ‘indigenous’ population, the fact that not a single panellist questioned his use of the term ‘Red Indian…’ The Nazi wasn’t properly called to question over Islam either, as far as he’s concerned all Muslims want Sharia law and are of the same ilk of say, Abu Hamza, with whom he’s shared a platform, which frankly beggars ironic belief.
No, it wasn’t good enough, the little fat, bog-egged, gurning Nazi was unable to string a sentence together without contradictions, untruths and downright lies, yet so much shit passed under the noses of those that were supposed to be challenging his quite disgusting rhetoric it made for a frustrating hour, most of which I watched on my feet, occasionally shouting. Still, in fairness, there was so much shit pouring from his vapid little orifice it would’ve taken a year and day to unravel half of it. Cunt.
Let’s all move on shall we.
Yesterday I signed the final papers for the sale of my gaff; I met my solicitor who seemed quite decent despite being exhausted with all the nonsense he’s been subject to (I know how he feels) so that would seem to be that. I’m now waiting to know when I complete and trying not to think about it. This is made slightly more problematic without the stress-killing presence of IC who is off to foreign this weekend. I’ve no doubt I’ll find some sort of solace in the company of friends, though at this stage all plans are resting without fixation.
Brutta isn’t helping me de-stress either. This is in part due to my rear number plate which is horribly legal and the size of broadsheet. I feel like a right tit hauling this thing about and I can’t sort it until the documents arrive in the fucking post, which at this rate will be next year. It’s also in part due to the fact I can’t spank her as much as I want, I’m still running her in and until the 600 mile service she’s discreetly restricted, precisely to prevent a chap from caning the shit out of her.
Of course it’s not all bad, my journey in this morning, despite my giant yellow arse-end, was marvellous. I won every sector, in one instance passing a group of 6 sportbikes just before Elephant and Castle and passing through a hairs-gap locking them out of completion with a noisy bark of my fucking death pipe. I have to say, I’m rather surprised by the quizzed brows of fellow bikers when I draw up to a set of lights. Some chaps get very excited about Brutta as they know her credentials but these are the small minority. Most can’t seem to match the lean, tall dimensions with the thoroughly hellish noise from her rear end. The fucking din she makes going over London Bridge in front of the thousands of pedestrians hurrying to their respective offices is tear inducing… soon it’ll be far, far more intense and I can’t wait.
You know the drill, it’s Friday, after this hot-foot it over to Watch With Mothers and indulge in the The Friday Question which this week is presented by yours truly. Have fun, fuck the BNP.
NO. ARTIST SONG TITLE LAST WEEK WEEKS ON
30 Muse Uprising 25 12
29 Ash True Love 1980 30 2
28 Biffy Clyro That Golden Rule 21 14
27 Snow Patrol Just Say Yes NE 1
26 Dead Weather I Cut Like A Buffalo NE 1
25 David Guetta Ft Akon Sexy Chick 26 3
24 The Temper Trap Sweet Disposition 22 11
23 Paramore Ignorance 19 10
22 Wolfmother New Moon Rising 29 2
21 Weezer (If You’re…….) I Want You To. 12 5
20 Ian Brown Stellify 18 9
19 Kasabian Underdog 23 3
18 The XX Crystallized 13 9
17 Slayer Hate World Wide 20 3
16 Massive Attack Splitting The Atom 24 2
15 Mumford And Sons Little Lion Man 10 6
14 Skunk Anansie Because Of You 8 10
13 Echo And The Bunnymen Think I Need It Too 9 5
12 Julian Casablancas 11th Dimension 14 3
11 Idlewild Readers And Writers 15 3
10 Five Finger Death Punch Hard To See 7 6
9 Stereophonics Ignorance 17 2
8 Biffy Clyro The Captain 11 4
7 Foo Fighters Wheels 16 4
6 Funeral For A Friend Wrench 2 8
5 Rammstein Pussy 4 5
4 Ladyhawke Magic 6 3
3 Green Day East Jesus Nowhere 5 4
2 Lostprophets It’s Not The End Of The World… 3 7
1 Editors Papillon 1 7
