Well, I think it’s wonderful and demonstrates the positives of that nice Mr Camoron’s ‘Big Society‘ where private enterprise takes on the responsibility of local mental health departments by providing care in the community, so Mr Lansley can slash NHS budgets and sell of it’s assets. Marvellous!
The only thing that could possibly improve the Fex-Factor is if Dr Fox was on the panel (I’ll let you decide which ‘Dr Fox’ that should be;
Call 0909 69 69 101 to vote for Dr Fox (ex-DJ),
Call 0909 69 69 102 to vote for Dr Fox (ex-minister of the crown)
[Not that it matters, they’re both arseholes.]
[[Oh, and if you actually call those numbers you’re an imbecile.]]
Slavoj Žižek visited Liberty Plaza to speak to Occupy Wall Street protesters. Here is the full transcript of his speech.
Don’t fall in love with yourselves, with the nice time we are having here. Carnivals come cheap—the true test of their worth is what remains the day after, how our normal daily life will be changed. Fall in love with hard and patient work—we are the beginning, not the end. Our basic message is: the taboo is broken, we do not live in the best possible world, we are allowed and obliged even to think about alternatives. There is a long road ahead, and soon we will have to address the truly difficult questions—questions not about what we do not want, but about what we DO want. What social organization can replace the existing capitalism? What type of new leaders we need? The XXth century alternatives obviously did not work. Continue reading this item…
I’m sorry BBC, I’ve done my utmost. I’ve given it three episodes but it just doesn’t scan or pan. It’s shite.
Such a specialised pathology practice (if it existed) wouldn’t be the preserve of one copper (and I’ve never really rated Keith Allen as a serious actor – sorry Keith but seeing you fuck a goat in ‘Twin Town’ kinda ruined your chances). It may have scanned better if a different plodster brought the case each week. But that’s by-the-by.
… round here lately. Life has slipped into lacklustre mode, and with so much going on and worthy of comment too.
Things may, or may not, change, who knows. Whilst here’s plenty out there to get my goat there’s little to inspire or drive me to write, or indeed do much of anything else (other than the bread-winning that is necessary in this life), I’ve not created a single note of music, as sure sign on some malaise. 🙁
These are (allegedly) from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and purport to be what people actually said in court, verbatim, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place;
LAWYER: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
WITNESS: He said , ‘Where am I, Cathy?’
LAWYER: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS: My name is Susan!
LAWYER: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.