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25 February, 2004

Maybe speaking of the devil really does lead to him turning up... as of yesterday the BNP have 18 councilors, not 17. An independent on Stoke-on-Trent Council has joined the party.

In other news, I have another nice piece of graffiti to look at on my dull walk to the station every morning. A huge smiley face with the word SMILE underneath on the foot bridge about halfway there. Just what I need at 8am, you know, in case I'd forgotten. There's also a fair bit of stencilled stuff about Bristol. I'm sure lots of you have heard of local artist Banksy, who makes me laugh sometimes when I'm walking around town. He has a good knack of making you think, too.

The best bit of graffiti in Bristol though can be found in the gents at legedary cider-den the Cori Tap in Clifton. On the condom machine it says, "For refund, please insert baby."

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22 February, 2004

Hello there! Congratulations on navigating the interweb to here, it's a confusing place isn't it? God knows where all this is going to lead, but I will try my hardest to make it interesting. Anyone wishing to contact me can at hyperglobalcompunet@hotmail.com - I know hotmail's a bit shite, but my knowledge of all this gimpnet stuff is limited so for the moment it'll have to do.

First some lightheartedness: Pork scratchings are great! Defined by The Collins English Dictionary, and possibly raising them above their natural place in this world, they are, "small pieces of crisply cooked pork crackling, eaten cold as an appetizer with drinks". Although really it's best not to think about what they are, if you are having difficulty coming to terms with eating salted pig skin, think of it as an economical way of using all parts of the animal; and is it really any worse than eating Mr. Porky's muscles?

For a history of pork scratchings and a review of brands with handy pricing index look at this site.

But don't just read about them, get down your local and eat them with your favorite pint! A truly quality national snack.

And now something less lighthearted: I've just got back from a house party in Cheltenham, which was pretty uneventful. But a fat man there told me that once, after watching Cheltenham Town play Oldham Athletic, he was chatting in the pub to some Oldham fans and they said that they loved coming to away games at Cheltenham because there were no Asians there. Now it's true that Cheltenham is very white, probably because it's very affluent and used to send "all that kind of thing" (immigrants, industry, the working classes) to Gloucester, its less salubrious neighbour, but I thought it was a very down-heartening indication of people's feelings for one another in Oldham.

The northern town is well know for its 2001 race riots, which also hit other parts of the country and unfortunately led to the emergence of BNP election victories in the North of England. They now have 17 council seats to boast about and peddle their evil racism with. And it gives Michael Howard an excuse to make an ill-advised and opportunistic visit to Burnley, just to stir up the people there, from all sides, even more. It makes me sick.

And some more lightheartedness, so you're not too depressed by all that: What are green and run round fields? Hedges!

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16 February, 2004

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