By the way

In the film Johnny Mnemonic (1995), I noticed that they could get the date of the action, twenty oh six, right. The two thousand rot clearly set in at a later date. Probably as part of the useless New Labour agenda.
    That’s the same New Labour which tried to tell us that the 21st century started on January 1st 2000 rather than a year later, and blew a billion quid on the Millennium Dome fiasco.

Americans are weird!

Especially the Latinos in the T.J. Hooker episode last night if they think they need a gadget to make the front end of their car bounce up and down like a demented yo-yo.
    Fashion rots the brain. True.

On the nail’s head

Our wonderful prime monster has been diagnosed with a severe case of jet-lack.
    That’s why he keeps flying all round the world at our expense.
    It’s truly amazing what you can get away with when you’re a politician who’s not accountable to anyone.

What he got the K for

London’s disgraced mayor is stopping farmers from putting tax protest adverts on Tube trains by claiming that Transport for London’s rules don’t allow politically controversial stuff. Which is just another Labour lie as there has been lots of it in the past.

End of term report

Smarmer & Co. have maintained the Labour tradition of scoring nul points for honesty, integrity and competence.

Just Daft

The FBI claiming someone driving a pick-up truck past barriers and into a crowd in New Orleans with the intention of killing as many of them as possible wasn’t terrorism is just stupid.
    Especially if the guy had body armour and guns to shoot at the cops with. What other reason could the perp have had but to cause alarm and terror? He might not have belonged to Al Kaida or Hamas but he’s clearly out of the same box.

A spot of truth for a change

Ignore all the bullshit from Labour and its apologists about Labour’s plan to stop illegal immigrants not working. There never was a plan.
    Not when Smarmer’s Army took over in July, and not now because it’s just another of the issues which Beer has booted into the long grass rather than address.