Why Nick Griffin is a cunt

I am currently watching the BBC News, and have been stunned into total stupefaction by Nick Griffin's first statement of European intent. And also amused at the thought of where the News International scandal might end up in these witch-hunt days of media scrutiny and outrage. The destruction of Rupert Murdoch by the rest of the media would be quite something to watch.

Expenses

Does anyone know whether it's possible to find out what Prince Charles claims as expenses during the year? In the current climate of enforced transparency provoked by the furore over MPs' expenses, I DEMAND to know! If this information is not INSTANTLY made public, we should just SACK the whole BLOODY lot of them!1! iTs POLITICLE CORECTNESS GONE MAD¬!!! KNOW WONDER EVERY1's VOTIN FOR the BNP!!! LOL

Remind me never to read the comments section of any online newspaper ever again.

Hatespew

Is it wrong that whenever I see one of those T-Mobile adverts with all the people bellowing along to songs in Trafalgar Square or dancing in Liverpool St station, I want to find some kind of heavy duty weaponry and just start executing every single fucking one of the people involved at extreme speed?

Fuck T-Mobile. And if you like those adverts, fuck you too.

In dreams...

Last night, after getting an early night for the first time in about six months, I had the most vivid dream I can remember in recent times. It revolved around everyone in the world who had a guitar being requested to come to this huge stadium to play a benefit gig. I realised after a while that I couldn't really play the part I'd been given, so I showed the music to this rocker with a flying V and asked him how to play it. He immediately broke into the most intricate and high-speed solo, playing really aggressively for about ten minutes while roaring with laughter. At which point, Neil leaned over his shoulder and started singing lyrics: "Sucker... sucker... BLOODSUCKER!" Then the guitarist highfived me and I woke up laughing aloud at 7.30, an hour before my alarm was due to go off. I was working by 7.45 and I have remained cheery and upbeat all day, despite having spent the last eight hours correcting Powerpoint slides and finding out that I haven't been paid the money that was supposed to be in my account today. And Swine Fever now have a new song (or at least a new title, which is in many respects the same thing, given our output so far). Yay!

The Wire

After a day spent nursing a mixture of hangover and illness (or possibly actual alcohol poisoning; I'm not sure), I have just this moment finished watching the fifth series of The Wire in its entirety, all in one sitting. Without wanting to give anything away to those who are yet to see it, I thought it was excellent (although with a minor reservation, which I will put in the comments - consider this a warning not to read them if you want to avoid spoilers). Really engaging, as always, with a satisfying conclusion. And now I'm going to bed.