Category: Sanctimoan
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Thought Vomit #78: ft. Holby City Woman
I’m having trouble formulating the opening sentence of this carrot chunder, so bear with me. Maybe I’ll begin with an aside. Mr David Cameron plundered the depths even further recently, and not simply because he went on the Christian O’Connell show, but because he clearly engineered a “gaffe” in a low brow effort to be…
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Thought Vomit #67: ft. Nah, It’s All Good
There must be a word for it. I expect the Germans have one, they always do. What’s that thing called when you have a good retort to something that happened yesterday? And no, it’s not ‘annoying’. Maybe I should take Prince George’s lead, he is after all as clever as a stick in a bucket…
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Thought Vomit #65: ft. Blogging In The Thugosphere
Lest the recent uprisings in Iran be forgotten, it’s worth remembering that the liberties we take for granted are not nearly as universal as they should be. Thus, the seemingly simple act of vomiting a thought onto a blog can mean much more in a repressive regime than we realise. That opening paragraph is high-falutin’…
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Thought Vomit #48: Iran
I was going to vomit a lengthy Thwat about having a recent memory of people claiming that Iran was not close to revolt, and that it’s not lead by a brutal theocracy, but as ever, pictures tell a better story than any inarticulate words I can conjure: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/06/irans_disputed_election.html It’s often easy to forget how lucky…
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Thought Vomit #41: ft. Nothing Whatsoever
Is it possible to go an entire day without having a single thought worth bothering about? I’ve been wandering around today with a vaguely uneasy feeling; of being slightly outside my own head. Every now and then the spark of an idea flashes, but never leads to a palpable think. Some half-baked non-thoughts, or Thwats…
