A few days ago, Jose Mourinho said that sometimes he was ashamed to live in this world, but that this is the world in which we must live. Today, I was ashamed to live in this world. Like Jose, however, I must understand that this is the world in which we must live.
But I say, also, why can't we change this world? Why can't we sort this shit out? Why didn't we do it today?
We just paid £20m for a wedding. We got ripped, the fuck, off. We got our pants pulled down, we got fucked in the ass, and we enjoyed it. We watched live, high definition footage of our own ass-rape and we enjoyed that too. What is wrong with us? Is the human race comprised, to so great an extent, of morons? Of idiots? Of fools? Of cretins? Are we all so credulous? Are we all so willing to be taken for a ride?
The rich. The scum. The unimaginably wealthy. The aristocracy. They're not the problem. No. Not them. Don't try and shirk the responsibility by saying that, "oh, poor me, I'm just a lowly subject, it's their fault..." . No. Don't you dare. They are a symptom of our disease. I am fucking ashamed to be alive in a time that is so bent on backwardness. I am ashamed to live in a society that permits, and even encourages apathy. Apathy. I would happily endorse ambivalence. But not apathy. And I absolutely will not endorse supporting a public expenditure of £20m of taxpayer's money spent on policing those very taxpayers at an event that has been staged in order to secure their continued collective coma. That, I will not endorse.
Let me restate. I have nothing against Prince William or Kate Middleton. They're people, and they're welcome to do as they please. But spending £20m of someone else's money at a time when front line services are being axed by local councils trying to live up to our Tory (SCUM) government's austerity measures? I have a great deal against that. These things make me feel physically ill. We are to blame. We have the cure, for this disease, within ourselves. We have power beyond our imaginations. But we daily relinquish that power and we daily drink from the cup of anaesthetic that these power-paranoid egomaniacs thrust into our hands and press into our thirsty mouths. Fuck them, and fuck their public holiday.
And shit, while we're at it, a special shout out to Kelvingrove Park's revellers. You know those police were being paid double to have a fight with you? You just cost us even more. Next time you want to throw a party, keep it quiet. Get a permit. Rent a space. Hire security. Be a fucking professional and quit being part of the fucking problem. So a shout out to my man Jose. I also feel fucking ashamed.
Friday 29 April 2011
Thursday 21 April 2011
Action For Happiness Should Fuck Off Immediately
Firstly, I feel I should apologise. My last post was not one of anger, but more borne out of confusion. I hope to redress the matter with utmost tenacity.
Action For Happiness is no less than a cult. We should, as a society of people who respect each other's basic human right to be utterly miserable, or pissed off for no apparent reason, reject the impulse to believe anything we are told by this army of cretins. They are dangerous. And they are a cult. Do not join them. Unless you're already a brain dead moron, in which case, go right ahead. Who am I to stand in the way of destiny?
Allow me to explain something. Happiness is not something that can be achieved, it is not something that can be aspired towards, it is not something you can pay for and it is not something you will acquire by doing good things. It is a strange and mysterious thing and, above all, it is relative. This is the key fact (and they produce a lot of "facts") that Action for Happiness have neglected to mention in their vast literature. Happiness is relative. It is contingent on a staggering array of variables. It is not, simply, something you get if you want it enough.
The Guardian had this to say:
But what are they trying to achieve? Surely a group called Action for Happiness can't be trying to achieve nuclear holocaust, or worse, turn the entire world into a peace camp... And you would be right. They are trying to put an end to the "epidemic of loneliness and isolation". Hmm. This makes me suspicious. If I were going to set up an Action for Happiness-style organisation, I would not be taking aim at an "epidemic of loneliness and isolation", I would recognise that loneliness and isolation are symptoms of a much larger problem that has precisely fuck all to do with happiness and everything to do with the massive inequalities that are endemic within modern society. The fact is that Action for Happiness is a middle-class organisation that is preaching to the miserable working classes below them. It is condescending and worse, it is blinding people to the real issue. Action for Happiness supports the very same ideologies that create the problem for which it is the supposed cure.
As an interesting aside, Action for Happiness include on their website a rather alarming quote from Marcel Proust.
So...Action for Happiness...what a load of crap, you might say, but think on this: if we don't band together and form a united front then these crazies will take over the world and the next time you're in a bad mood, one of them will come up behind you with a piece of piano wire would tight between their fists and unceremoniously strangle the misery out of you. That is why I propose an opposing movement. I call it...
...Action For Leaving People The Fuck Alone And Minding Your Own Business.
PS. Action For Happiness are endorsed by the Conservative Party. They are as close as I can see it to the army of Satan himself.
Action For Happiness is no less than a cult. We should, as a society of people who respect each other's basic human right to be utterly miserable, or pissed off for no apparent reason, reject the impulse to believe anything we are told by this army of cretins. They are dangerous. And they are a cult. Do not join them. Unless you're already a brain dead moron, in which case, go right ahead. Who am I to stand in the way of destiny?
Allow me to explain something. Happiness is not something that can be achieved, it is not something that can be aspired towards, it is not something you can pay for and it is not something you will acquire by doing good things. It is a strange and mysterious thing and, above all, it is relative. This is the key fact (and they produce a lot of "facts") that Action for Happiness have neglected to mention in their vast literature. Happiness is relative. It is contingent on a staggering array of variables. It is not, simply, something you get if you want it enough.
The Guardian had this to say:
The movement's supporters say it is not just about fluffy slogans or interfering do-gooders. Founded last year, it requires members, who can sign up via a website, to set up action groups to promote happiness wherever possible: at work, at home or in the community.I would have been sleeping more soundly if I thought that they were just a bunch of fluffy slogans and the odd interfering do-gooder. That, I can deal with. I've been dealing with those things all my life. I'm fine with it. But action groups? That, I cannot deal with. That, I am not fine with.
But what are they trying to achieve? Surely a group called Action for Happiness can't be trying to achieve nuclear holocaust, or worse, turn the entire world into a peace camp... And you would be right. They are trying to put an end to the "epidemic of loneliness and isolation". Hmm. This makes me suspicious. If I were going to set up an Action for Happiness-style organisation, I would not be taking aim at an "epidemic of loneliness and isolation", I would recognise that loneliness and isolation are symptoms of a much larger problem that has precisely fuck all to do with happiness and everything to do with the massive inequalities that are endemic within modern society. The fact is that Action for Happiness is a middle-class organisation that is preaching to the miserable working classes below them. It is condescending and worse, it is blinding people to the real issue. Action for Happiness supports the very same ideologies that create the problem for which it is the supposed cure.
As an interesting aside, Action for Happiness include on their website a rather alarming quote from Marcel Proust.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.An organisation that aims to end loneliness and isolation taking inspiration from a quote by a man who locked himself in an attic for twenty years. I'd have to check with Alanis Morrisette (the worldwide oracle on these matters), but I'm pretty sure that qualifies as ironic.
So...Action for Happiness...what a load of crap, you might say, but think on this: if we don't band together and form a united front then these crazies will take over the world and the next time you're in a bad mood, one of them will come up behind you with a piece of piano wire would tight between their fists and unceremoniously strangle the misery out of you. That is why I propose an opposing movement. I call it...
...Action For Leaving People The Fuck Alone And Minding Your Own Business.
PS. Action For Happiness are endorsed by the Conservative Party. They are as close as I can see it to the army of Satan himself.
Wednesday 20 April 2011
Martin Amis...
I'm not quite sure where to start with this one. Firstly, sorry to any regular readers for not posting in a while. Don't worry, it's not that I haven't been angry, I've just been very busy.
So...Martin Amis. It would appear that Mr Amis does not like Britain. On the surface of it, I can't blame him. But why, Mr Amis? Why do you not like Britain? Britain is, according to Amis, in a state of "moral decrepitude" and has been since the end of the Second World War. Britain also, since losing its Empire, has become a "power of the second or third order". I see.
But it does not end there. Amis doesn't like the superficiality of the tabloid media. He does not like the culture of celebrity. He does, however, like our "very advanced" political system. He also likes Shakespeare and believes our civil war to have been significantly less horrible than that in France, which, he also notes, occurred 100 years later. I see.
A bit of background is probably necessary here. Martin Amis is soon to be leaving Britain, forever, to start a new life in...
...and here I must interject. You might think that given Amis' list of dislikes, that he would be moving to a country that is better suited to his refined tastes. A place where the media is not dominated by superficial tabloids and where celebrity is not an ambition but a reward for hard work. A place that had an even less horrible civil war even earlier than we did! A place with a more advanced political system. A place where William Shakespeare is still alive, writing plays, poems and all that. Truly, a paradise. You would be wrong. Martin Amis is leaving Britain's moral decrepitude, fallen empire, tabloid sleaze and celebrity obsession to move to...
America.
America. A-merica. I see. Clearly Martin Amis has not done his homework.
So...Martin Amis. It would appear that Mr Amis does not like Britain. On the surface of it, I can't blame him. But why, Mr Amis? Why do you not like Britain? Britain is, according to Amis, in a state of "moral decrepitude" and has been since the end of the Second World War. Britain also, since losing its Empire, has become a "power of the second or third order". I see.
But it does not end there. Amis doesn't like the superficiality of the tabloid media. He does not like the culture of celebrity. He does, however, like our "very advanced" political system. He also likes Shakespeare and believes our civil war to have been significantly less horrible than that in France, which, he also notes, occurred 100 years later. I see.
A bit of background is probably necessary here. Martin Amis is soon to be leaving Britain, forever, to start a new life in...
...and here I must interject. You might think that given Amis' list of dislikes, that he would be moving to a country that is better suited to his refined tastes. A place where the media is not dominated by superficial tabloids and where celebrity is not an ambition but a reward for hard work. A place that had an even less horrible civil war even earlier than we did! A place with a more advanced political system. A place where William Shakespeare is still alive, writing plays, poems and all that. Truly, a paradise. You would be wrong. Martin Amis is leaving Britain's moral decrepitude, fallen empire, tabloid sleaze and celebrity obsession to move to...
America.
America. A-merica. I see. Clearly Martin Amis has not done his homework.
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