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Thought Vomit #132: ft. Gizmo Would Not Have Stood For This

Wednesday, August 4th, 2010

If you listen to Sundays Supplement, you may have heard my rant about this already, but I don’t care; this bugs me a lot.

The Rambo quadrilogy is a feat of sequential numbering that will make your bum burn.

If someone says to you they’ve just watched Rambo, don’t ask them which one; you could be there for a week. And it’s not a film worth that much of your time.

The first Rambo film is called First Blood. It was released in 1982.

The sequel is called Rambo: First Blood Part II, and was released in 1985.

So far, so sensible enough.

Ramgizmo

If you feed Stallone after midnight he turns in to this

The next film released was in 1988, and it was called Rambo III.

What?

The 1988 release should by rights have been called Rambo II: First Blood Part III.

Things get even worse with the fourth instalment, belatedly released in 2008. Instead of opting for the sensible Rambo III: First Blood Part IV, they decided to call it Rambo.

So, if someone says they saw Rambo last night, they could mean the first instalment (they’d be wrong), they could mean the second instalment (they’d be just about right), or they could mean the fourth (they’d be right).

But what if they clarify and tell you they mean Rambo 2. There is no Rambo 2. They could mean the second instalment, or they could be being pedantic and mean the third instalment. They could even bum-squelchingly mean the fourth instalment, it being the second film in their mind to be titled Rambo.

If someone says they saw Rambo 4, punch them in the nipples.




Thought Vomit #129: ft. Her Majesty’s Deficit

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

The Queen arrived at parliament in a gold gilded coach, wearing a crown encrusted with jewels, and the first thing she said was that we need to save a bit of cash.

Well, the fourteen horse-mounted guards in their hand-stitched livery could go for a start. Not to mention the racist ventriloquist dummy who sits next to you.

The Maj is a Vag

Hope

The BBC were at great pains during the post-election negotiations to point out that the Queen tries very hard to stay out of politics. If our Head of State literally has no purpose, why do we still have one?

Because the Royal Family is good for tourism, Simon.

Fine. Then we should hand her a speech to read in which she announces that ‘her’ new Government will tackle the daunting deficit by privatising the Monarchy. They can fund their opulence by selling blow-up Princess Diana dolls, and those nudey photos of Princess Margaret.

HRH plc could be traded on the markets, and the CEO could be answerable to shareholders. Sod being a subject, I want a piece of the dividends.




Thought Vomit #125: ft. The Debate

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

I’m fed up with political commentators opining that “the people just aren’t engaging with the election”. Andrew ‘Vomit In My Eyes’ Neill just said it on his heinous apology for a political show, This Week.

He continued on to say that “us in the media village are enjoying it, but not the electorate”. And that sums it up nicely.

The problem isn’t that we’re not engaging with the election; it’s that we’re not engaging with the coverage of it. But to the politico hacks like Neil, Robinson and Kuennesberg, there’s no distinction between the two. The coverage has simply become about itself.

Tonight’s debate was the epitome of everything that is bad about political journalism. The ‘media village’ lobbied strongly for the debates, not because it marked a new era in democratic government, but because it’s a much simpler story to tell.

The Debate

We should buy them all toys and let them film themselves playing with them instead

Rather than having to spend time, effort and money doing some actual journalism, it’s much easier to sit in a studio with a dial group and talk endlessly about who won, forever on the look-out for a killer gaffe, or who looks prettiest on camera.

What gets lost in all this is that we are not electing a President. We live in a parliamentary, constituent-based system, where we elect our local representatives to national Government. The only ones voting for David Cameron will be the people of Witney.

Moreover, the idea of a political debate being something fresh is ridiculous – there’s much healthier, more vigorous debate every week in the Commons. These are politicians educated in the debate realm, and what we saw tonight bears no resemblance to what it purported to be.

So annoyingly, the coverage will continue to be about itself, burning up the fuel of tonight until the next one. What’s insidious is that not one of those hacks will be examining their colleague Alistair Stewart’s performance tonight, which was absolutely diabolical. They should be ashamed of themselves.




e.phemera: The Single Mother’s Manifesto

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

This won’t be available for too long, what with the Times Online retreating behind a pay-wall, but J.K Rowling’s opinion piece today is marvellous. I urge you to read the whole thing, but here are a few choice nuggets.

Talking of Cameron’s assertion that his marriage tax break is a token gesture, saying it’s not the money, it’s the message:

Nobody who has ever experienced the reality of poverty could say “it’s not the money, it’s the message”. … When you are two pence short of a tin of baked beans, and your child is hungry, it is the money. When you find yourself contemplating shoplifting to get nappies, it is the money. If Mr Cameron’s only practical advice to women living in poverty, the sole carers of their children, is “get married, and we’ll give you £150”, he reveals himself to be completely ignorant of their true situation.

Speaking of her decision to remain a domiciled tax-payer:

I am indebted to the British welfare state; the very one that Mr Cameron would like to replace with charity handouts. When my life hit rock bottom, that safety net, threadbare though it had become under John Major’s Government, was there to break the fall.

And she concludes:

Child poverty remains a shameful problem in this country, but it will never be solved by throwing millions of pounds of tax breaks at couples who have no children at all. David Cameron tells us that the Conservatives have changed, that they are no longer the “nasty party”, that he wants the UK to be “one of the most family-friendly nations in Europe”, but I, for one, am not buying it. He has repackaged a policy that made desperate lives worse when his party was last in power, and is trying to sell it as something new.

Seriously,  go and read the whole thing, it’s great.




Thought Vomit #124: ft. The Manifesto

Monday, April 12th, 2010

Labour has launched its manifesto in the form of a YouTube cartoon.

There’s a nice subliminal message in there too. Apparently, some of us are just morons with a megaphone. Nice.

Since I’m standing for election to this blog, hoping to secure an historic second term, here are a few nuggets from my own manifesto.

On the Digital Economy:

“I aim to negotiate processes and systems that aren’t working and negotiate them so you get the social networks you deserve.”

On Foreign Policy:

“I ask you to morph and understand one key thing: What we are being asked to do – execute swiftly on our emerging relationships – has not changed.”

On the NHS:

“The organisational changes I am making will help us grow a culture of prosperous customer focus.”

On Overseas Development:

“I will capitalise global P&L responsibility as well as business and e-service strategy.”

And finally on Parliamentary Reform:

“We now have a structure and a compelling start to benchmark the leadership portals.”

With thanks to the Coporate Bullshit Generator.

But most importantly of all, I’ve been working hard on my election slogan. I think it embodies everything I stand for, and everything I hope to achieve, along with a fair and accurate representation of the mandate I am asking you to support.

“We’re going to iterate processes and systems that aren’t working and iterate them so you get the deliverable you need.”