Bush says off record to Blair, ‘You see the irony is what they need to is get Syria to get Hezbollah to stop doing this shit and it's all over...’

A man in a London tube station says to his friend in a low voice that a metal detector was a, ‘piece of shit that wouldn't stop anyone’ and is jumped by police and fined £80.

Can we send those same ( Read more... )

I’d laugh it wasn’t sad that you should be so scared of me you have to hide. I jest that fear’s what first holds so many back, not knowing the fearlessly friendly form this fierce frame contains; but later, it’s the friendliness that makes fresh fears, as it’s mistaken for something more than could be merited by such as you.  Such things come much ( Read more... )

First, as friends, I offer you cheap books.  Pass it on. (probably limited to the UK).

And who in Britain wasn’t outraged by the outcome of the Amnesty International Sexual Abuse survey, yesterday on Monday?  (Of course, Biascut was).

First of all, the lack of awareness of the prevalence of rape disturbed me. On one level, I can understand most ( Read more... )

I guess it’s no surprise I’m indignant and angry about what’s happened in America.  British tourists asking for help were told to flash their tits, and when they refused, the police boat speed off with those on board laughing.  I know laughing and humour is essential in a crisis, but abject cruelty and dehumanisation is not, especially from those ( Read more... )

This is just silly. They’re like bad kids in the playground, but not even as entertaining: silly, silly, silly little people trying to be something big in someone’s eyes.  Where does all their anger come from? I can understand the anger of the Palestinians who have their homes pulled down and are shot at picking their own olives (this does NOT mean ( Read more... )

While last weekend was filled with all sorts of good things - music, dancing, friends, sunshine, cream‑teas and quality conversations - what was more apparent to me was what it was missing.  It seemed like every breath I took awakened parts of me that called out to be touched: the sight of the brilliant, green grass acting as copper catalyst to my ( Read more... )