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Vote for me !
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Monday, April 30, 2007
AFTER REPEATED REQUESTS IN LABOUR DAY
I seems that some folk do not understand a "Labour Day". This would seem to be one more arena of global thinking! In my last post I did assume far too much for those that only give and take with measured-value. But all is not lost. Gender-on-heat.
Labour Day was one day in the year when men celebrated the child-bearing females as being equal and valuable. It was also a day when men demanded better working conditions and better wages. It was like "Onward Christian Solidarity, Marching as to War, with the Cross of a Centre-Left Government, spinning on before ....."
It was a day that the pubs found glorious and it was yet another day when humanity was split from arse to tit. One day, maybe, it will all come out in the wash that men do.
May 1st was also an International Day for folk and with folk. It was that way. Believe me it was. Once. There was once few times when suffering was .....................
Now who will give me a Romantic definition of that which we pretend to talk about?
I seems that some folk do not understand a "Labour Day". This would seem to be one more arena of global thinking! In my last post I did assume far too much for those that only give and take with measured-value. But all is not lost. Gender-on-heat.
Labour Day was one day in the year when men celebrated the child-bearing females as being equal and valuable. It was also a day when men demanded better working conditions and better wages. It was like "Onward Christian Solidarity, Marching as to War, with the Cross of a Centre-Left Government, spinning on before ....."
It was a day that the pubs found glorious and it was yet another day when humanity was split from arse to tit. One day, maybe, it will all come out in the wash that men do.
May 1st was also an International Day for folk and with folk. It was that way. Believe me it was. Once. There was once few times when suffering was .....................
Now who will give me a Romantic definition of that which we pretend to talk about?
AFTER 200 SEXY POSTS LET'S GET TO SPERM
Old Wolfyprick and his business stuff remains bankable.
If you want a Wolfyprick sperm you can get it from the net.
Good business may not be ethical
Ethical business may not be moral
Bad sperm may not be regulated .... (thank God Banks)
It is enough to forget that International Labour Day is almost beginning.
Anybody have a Toni Blair brain for sale?
Expensive we know ( never been used volkswagons have always been popular)
But just think of the possibilities.
I blame the Sherpas on Everest meself.
Old Wolfyprick and his business stuff remains bankable.
If you want a Wolfyprick sperm you can get it from the net.
Good business may not be ethical
Ethical business may not be moral
Bad sperm may not be regulated .... (thank God Banks)
It is enough to forget that International Labour Day is almost beginning.
Anybody have a Toni Blair brain for sale?
Expensive we know ( never been used volkswagons have always been popular)
But just think of the possibilities.
I blame the Sherpas on Everest meself.
Friday, April 27, 2007
An Idiot Returns Eternally
" He had been registered under the names of Jean Marie Mathieu Valot, but he was never called anything but Mademoiselle. He was the idiot of the district, but not one of those wretched ragged idiots who live on public charity."
Did Mr Hemingway really beat the shit of out this guy?
Guy de Maupassant remains standing up in the boxing ring.
Anyway what else is one to do when stuck in the bed with thoughts?
What are we all to do as idiots and ragged rascals in public?
Can I win the lottery this week?
If I can I promise to pay more taxes.
Trust me.
" He had been registered under the names of Jean Marie Mathieu Valot, but he was never called anything but Mademoiselle. He was the idiot of the district, but not one of those wretched ragged idiots who live on public charity."
Did Mr Hemingway really beat the shit of out this guy?
Guy de Maupassant remains standing up in the boxing ring.
Anyway what else is one to do when stuck in the bed with thoughts?
What are we all to do as idiots and ragged rascals in public?
Can I win the lottery this week?
If I can I promise to pay more taxes.
Trust me.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Corrections
Concerning the cutting off penis syndrome it has been rightly said that many males also suffered from this act of morality. They are also in a London hospital. Penis transplants are also up by 269 points on the Footsee index. The post before should not have made a male and female divide.
Concerning the cutting off penis syndrome it has been rightly said that many males also suffered from this act of morality. They are also in a London hospital. Penis transplants are also up by 269 points on the Footsee index. The post before should not have made a male and female divide.
NEWS LATEST
Male cuts off penis in eating establishment. After having his car confiscated this male member of society decided to get real. He cut his penis away. He wanted, it is reported, to show himself as a real man without car. Afterwards, as he wept, a BUN reporter heard him say " It was never really mine anyway". When asked why he did this act in public he replied that it "was to educate" and "to make a stand".
At the same time the hospitals are full of patients suffering from trauma. It seems that many of the females, in that big London restaurant, were shocked. A Doctor there said that there were two categories of trauma. The first and the largest in number was a kind of penis envy that was so badly taken away through such an awful act. Lost now in a lost world was how one therapist described it. The second was a kind of self-hatred because many had wanted to do this act themselves but had never quite found the wherewithall to actually do it. So far penis meat has not hit the headlines but it may not take too long before it hits the menu. ( not sure what to mix it with however but .... we wait...)
Anyway London is full to the brim with trauma cases right now. Tourist agents advise the routes to Manchester where the penis syndrome has yet to be discovered and where the football is better. But then it all depends on your character and your taste.
I did try to send this male penis cutter to all the Awks but I was too slow it seems. He only got to Yellow Duck and then blew a big wobbler.
This is not to blame Yellow Duck, of course, but a question has been raised, in the higher ponds, as to the side-effects of the "Pond".
Male cuts off penis in eating establishment. After having his car confiscated this male member of society decided to get real. He cut his penis away. He wanted, it is reported, to show himself as a real man without car. Afterwards, as he wept, a BUN reporter heard him say " It was never really mine anyway". When asked why he did this act in public he replied that it "was to educate" and "to make a stand".
At the same time the hospitals are full of patients suffering from trauma. It seems that many of the females, in that big London restaurant, were shocked. A Doctor there said that there were two categories of trauma. The first and the largest in number was a kind of penis envy that was so badly taken away through such an awful act. Lost now in a lost world was how one therapist described it. The second was a kind of self-hatred because many had wanted to do this act themselves but had never quite found the wherewithall to actually do it. So far penis meat has not hit the headlines but it may not take too long before it hits the menu. ( not sure what to mix it with however but .... we wait...)
Anyway London is full to the brim with trauma cases right now. Tourist agents advise the routes to Manchester where the penis syndrome has yet to be discovered and where the football is better. But then it all depends on your character and your taste.
I did try to send this male penis cutter to all the Awks but I was too slow it seems. He only got to Yellow Duck and then blew a big wobbler.
This is not to blame Yellow Duck, of course, but a question has been raised, in the higher ponds, as to the side-effects of the "Pond".
Monday, April 23, 2007
GEORGE DAY TODAY : a saint for some
Some celebrate today, April 23rd, as a "Saint George" day. Or should I say that a few people do this. But in the UK that old gas-bag, liar and career politician, Jack Straw, even finds time to write about this in newspapers and to brown-nose his future Brown hole in power. ( That is not courage Jack boy that is simply a repeat performance of your student days where to run was to get ahead). But brown-nosed Jack did not lick the arse of our other George in Europe. Finland also celebrates George day today.
Yrjö. Yes YRJÖ is the same as George in Finnish language. Today is Yrjö day. What connection is there between this and Jack Straw bending down on his knees yelling George? Let me tell you.
The Yrjö call is a famous call down the white telephone. This Yrjö call is often called at least three times. George, George, George, it goes, down that white telephone.
For the Finnish ear it is Yrjö as ERR-REE-YAAAAAAA.
Pissed again Mr Jack?
May I call you down the white telephone sir?
Some celebrate today, April 23rd, as a "Saint George" day. Or should I say that a few people do this. But in the UK that old gas-bag, liar and career politician, Jack Straw, even finds time to write about this in newspapers and to brown-nose his future Brown hole in power. ( That is not courage Jack boy that is simply a repeat performance of your student days where to run was to get ahead). But brown-nosed Jack did not lick the arse of our other George in Europe. Finland also celebrates George day today.
Yrjö. Yes YRJÖ is the same as George in Finnish language. Today is Yrjö day. What connection is there between this and Jack Straw bending down on his knees yelling George? Let me tell you.
The Yrjö call is a famous call down the white telephone. This Yrjö call is often called at least three times. George, George, George, it goes, down that white telephone.
For the Finnish ear it is Yrjö as ERR-REE-YAAAAAAA.
Pissed again Mr Jack?
May I call you down the white telephone sir?
PROCESSED PEAS WITH A TASTELESS MINT
Psycohologistists and manageniment-trainers are in the same pre-packed tin. Somebody said that once but I cannot remember that far back. Process, process, process has been a kind of "in" word ( never a reasonable concept) and that "in-word" has really found an entry into funding systems.
Why do processed things get funding?
A question that will not get funding!
I think it was the 1960s when processed peas became normal.
By the 1970s processed peas were the rage.
By 2007 processed peas were the "will-be-must-be-world" of Natural Morality.
I was going to say something more but I have already forgot it all.
History confuses me.
" Somebody help me there, somebody help me there ..... tell me where I went wrong....
Psycohologistists and manageniment-trainers are in the same pre-packed tin. Somebody said that once but I cannot remember that far back. Process, process, process has been a kind of "in" word ( never a reasonable concept) and that "in-word" has really found an entry into funding systems.
Why do processed things get funding?
A question that will not get funding!
I think it was the 1960s when processed peas became normal.
By the 1970s processed peas were the rage.
By 2007 processed peas were the "will-be-must-be-world" of Natural Morality.
I was going to say something more but I have already forgot it all.
History confuses me.
" Somebody help me there, somebody help me there ..... tell me where I went wrong....
Sunday, April 22, 2007
CONFESSIONS OF A BLOG SNIFFER
The narccissistic nature of blogging often twists itself arse about face. Confessions are coming everywhere as if they were out of fashion.
So here are three confessions from a Zola seeking salvation :-
- ought not to have placed an official flag at half mast on the death of John Lennon.
- ought not to have been involved in both a groom and a best man being placed in jail the night before the wedding. This especially as I was that bestman.
- ought not to have placed bra and panties on the flag pole of a highly rated hotel and ought not to have laughed when the newspapers printed a picture of this deed.
For these deeds the Sunday Zola confesses.
But mesuspecks there are others in this lark of blogopeers that need to confess too and need to feel the spiritual glow at finally coming clean.
So by the power vested in me I will hear your confessions on each and every Sunday.
Warning : Best book early to stop Anticant and Lavenderblue filling the net to overfill and crashing the whole damned thing.
The narccissistic nature of blogging often twists itself arse about face. Confessions are coming everywhere as if they were out of fashion.
So here are three confessions from a Zola seeking salvation :-
- ought not to have placed an official flag at half mast on the death of John Lennon.
- ought not to have been involved in both a groom and a best man being placed in jail the night before the wedding. This especially as I was that bestman.
- ought not to have placed bra and panties on the flag pole of a highly rated hotel and ought not to have laughed when the newspapers printed a picture of this deed.
For these deeds the Sunday Zola confesses.
But mesuspecks there are others in this lark of blogopeers that need to confess too and need to feel the spiritual glow at finally coming clean.
So by the power vested in me I will hear your confessions on each and every Sunday.
Warning : Best book early to stop Anticant and Lavenderblue filling the net to overfill and crashing the whole damned thing.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
ANNUAL MESSAGE FROM ZOLA TO THE QUEEN
Madam Queen : Happy Birthday to you at 81 years of age. The world owes you.
Note : It has come to my notice that your world ( built upon the theme of Common Wealth ) has been re-structured in such a way that your well deserved pension has been placed at risk. This, we all feel, is unjust. We propose a return to the Common Wealth where pensions are honoured. This especially so since we know that your heating bills for the coming winter will be massive. What can be done?
Madam Queen : Happy Birthday to you at 81 years of age. The world owes you.
Note : It has come to my notice that your world ( built upon the theme of Common Wealth ) has been re-structured in such a way that your well deserved pension has been placed at risk. This, we all feel, is unjust. We propose a return to the Common Wealth where pensions are honoured. This especially so since we know that your heating bills for the coming winter will be massive. What can be done?
Friday, April 20, 2007
WHY I LIKE THOSE AWKS
Why does anyone put up with all the muses of the Awks? Why indeed. Those silly old wits like Anticant, Boldscot and Trousers are really there to tempt us into reflection. It is damned inconvenient but necessary. lavenderblue is not an old fart like those others mentioned above but she is equally a temptress always in disguise. That fluffy and all so cuddlesome Yellow Duck is equally a thorn in the flesh of certainties of the self. Why does anybody put up with all this traditional table talk on the blog?
Are the peasants revolting yet again? Maybe.
Are the (anti)intellectuals getting a grip again? Maybe.
Were the open(ed) knickers of the Guardian of Truth displaying a destiny that was never called for? Perhaps.
But I like it.
It is not that simple but I like it.
What the fuck more do you expect for a Friday!
It used to be pay day but today it is a new debt day.
Why does anyone put up with all the muses of the Awks? Why indeed. Those silly old wits like Anticant, Boldscot and Trousers are really there to tempt us into reflection. It is damned inconvenient but necessary. lavenderblue is not an old fart like those others mentioned above but she is equally a temptress always in disguise. That fluffy and all so cuddlesome Yellow Duck is equally a thorn in the flesh of certainties of the self. Why does anybody put up with all this traditional table talk on the blog?
Are the peasants revolting yet again? Maybe.
Are the (anti)intellectuals getting a grip again? Maybe.
Were the open(ed) knickers of the Guardian of Truth displaying a destiny that was never called for? Perhaps.
But I like it.
It is not that simple but I like it.
What the fuck more do you expect for a Friday!
It used to be pay day but today it is a new debt day.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
MIS-EDUCATION : called "training, training and training.
Can you imagine philosophy ( with a small "p") activated in schools? I have been trying to find out the European way. Norway is one country that enjoys philosophy in schools and for those young folk that are about 8 years old or more.
Of course non-Western societies may work a philosophy too but in Europe there seems to be few Nation States that even contemplate allowing philosophy for kids or teenagers or adult education centres. Is Norway the only one?
One argument I found myself involved with was from a UK "expert". He insisted that philosophy was only for those that had really lived and experienced the world. This was an adult thing, he said. Philosophy is not for kids!
Thank you UK.
Strange though that as a kid in the UK my philosophical adventures of the mind were so strong even as I asked simple questions like who am I? What is up there in the sky? Do I belong to this sky? I certainly did not belong to the UK ways. I asked too many questions. To be child-like was to admit philosophy in some way. A good way.
What the fuck happened to adventure education? Why was philosophy denied to the kids that are alright anyway? Why? What happened I ask.
Or am I merely an Angry Old Man?
Can you imagine philosophy ( with a small "p") activated in schools? I have been trying to find out the European way. Norway is one country that enjoys philosophy in schools and for those young folk that are about 8 years old or more.
Of course non-Western societies may work a philosophy too but in Europe there seems to be few Nation States that even contemplate allowing philosophy for kids or teenagers or adult education centres. Is Norway the only one?
One argument I found myself involved with was from a UK "expert". He insisted that philosophy was only for those that had really lived and experienced the world. This was an adult thing, he said. Philosophy is not for kids!
Thank you UK.
Strange though that as a kid in the UK my philosophical adventures of the mind were so strong even as I asked simple questions like who am I? What is up there in the sky? Do I belong to this sky? I certainly did not belong to the UK ways. I asked too many questions. To be child-like was to admit philosophy in some way. A good way.
What the fuck happened to adventure education? Why was philosophy denied to the kids that are alright anyway? Why? What happened I ask.
Or am I merely an Angry Old Man?
STOP PRESS fragments
One son of Zola has signed a new recording contract. His band enjoyed the party which was paid for by the record company. Could not get contact this morning. he must be very busy writing new songs.
If the warm weather keeps on like this in Lapland we will see the ice melt in one of our famous lakes ( Kilpisjarvi) before June. Normally we wait until the first week of July for that event.
The clean white snows of the north are melting to show the rubbish once hidden. Oh if only there was a good scrap merchant around so I could relive my childhood going around collecting scrap and rags and papers and to sell them to nasty Dickens type characters. Is that nostalgia?
Comment recently : " Can you justify lecturing again when the young lecturers need the work?". My reply would not gain me credits.........
One son of Zola has signed a new recording contract. His band enjoyed the party which was paid for by the record company. Could not get contact this morning. he must be very busy writing new songs.
If the warm weather keeps on like this in Lapland we will see the ice melt in one of our famous lakes ( Kilpisjarvi) before June. Normally we wait until the first week of July for that event.
The clean white snows of the north are melting to show the rubbish once hidden. Oh if only there was a good scrap merchant around so I could relive my childhood going around collecting scrap and rags and papers and to sell them to nasty Dickens type characters. Is that nostalgia?
Comment recently : " Can you justify lecturing again when the young lecturers need the work?". My reply would not gain me credits.........
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
NEW FOREIGN POLICY GURU FOR FINLAND ?
As the new right of centre-right government spins its way ahead, after the elections and after the new backstage performances of career politicians, one surprise came that raised many an eyebrow.
The new Foreign Minister would be a certain infamous Ilkka Kanerva who is famous mainly for being over 30 years in politics ( achieving very little) and for his conquests of certain female beings ( his text messages have often hit the headlines). He is thought to have a very diplomatic bedside manner as evidenced by his past success rates. He is, of course, conservative through and through.
But at the same time, as this news broke, Finns were told that the infamous Pamela Anderson ( yes the big boobs-job celebrity ) would be visiting Finland soon.
Jesus wept does the new Foreign office work that quickly?
As the new right of centre-right government spins its way ahead, after the elections and after the new backstage performances of career politicians, one surprise came that raised many an eyebrow.
The new Foreign Minister would be a certain infamous Ilkka Kanerva who is famous mainly for being over 30 years in politics ( achieving very little) and for his conquests of certain female beings ( his text messages have often hit the headlines). He is thought to have a very diplomatic bedside manner as evidenced by his past success rates. He is, of course, conservative through and through.
But at the same time, as this news broke, Finns were told that the infamous Pamela Anderson ( yes the big boobs-job celebrity ) would be visiting Finland soon.
Jesus wept does the new Foreign office work that quickly?
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