Category: Polithicks
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Thought Vomit #24: ft. A Title For Owen
I’m not going to vomit the thought I had originally planned on regurgitating. First of all, I’m not entirely sure if I’m right on my facts, and second of all, even by my standards, it might sound arrogant and preachy. On the other hand, the only other thing on my mind today has been MPs…
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Thought Vomit #21: ft. Expenses
Why the fuck are we talking about MPs’ expenses? A very small part of my stupid brain realises that with the massive amounts of money committed to the bail-out – a bail out seen as a lifeline to the rich bankers, right on! – there must be some accountability for public spending. So for tax…
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Thought Vomit #20: ft. Old Smiler
There was an idiot in the audience of Question Time last night. That’s no great sticks of course, idiots are all pervasive in Question Time audiences, as is their wont. But this particular idiot made me think. It’s often the way, idiots do tend to stimulate your brain, rather counter-intuitively. Anyway, she said that Gordon…
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Thought Vomit #18: ft. The Bevan Is Nye
Nye Bevan. Best. Socialist. Ever. Before he even got to Parliament in 1928, he had been responsible for distributing monies and food to miners during the General Strike, and when he got there, even better things were to come. He had a brief dalliance with Oswald Mosley, before moving on, predicting correctly that Mosley would…
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Thought Vomit #17: ft. Change
A lot can happen in two years. For instance, two years ago I didn’t have any eyebrows left, so intent was I on tearing them from my face. But now, after a concerted effort to stop, eyebrows are fertile upon my brow. If you’ll excuse the non-sequiter, it’s taken less than two years for David…
