Wrong wing

 Are the right in their right mind. I say this as a soft right, old liberal guy, as the right hasn't been itself since SARS 2 Electric Boogaloo hit. 

Most of the damage was done over facemasks and not following the science, even though you follow said science over gender stuff. I personally hate the narcissist Self ID pricks and forced diversity which seems to be the totality of modern TV, and don't get me started on Nonbies and calling everything queer. But it seems that the right, post Covid have fucking lost their mind.

The whole Groomers thing is especially cringe, and though I don't want sex talk pushed to primary school kids, secondary school should be fine, if only to say that some people are x and that's OK, and that trans is not a lifestyle choice, nor a shortcut to solving all your problems. 

It helps that I'm an atheist, and that I don't have to deal with god or whatever made up fiction your deity uses, that the US right, in general bank rolls. If I hate Islam, its because of religion rather than a subset of people. The same way I hate Christianity.

Also, while pro Brexit, and Scots indy stuff, (if you're big enough to go alone then do so.) I'm not going to bang on about globalism and the death of nationalism. I'm proud of where I'm from and as a rapacious capitalist all about the money. Thanks to the internet and the modern hyper connected world, we should be able to take those willing to work from wherever and at the same time kick out the criminals who have no place in the UK. 

And no, I doubt that Rwanda plan will work of Priti Patel's. Though when it comes to immigration, I have no problems with people coming, lawfully and legally and kicking out those that are criminals.

Six of one.

Or why this is America's 5/11.

This is a brief bit about the capital riots that happened back in January. Where a bunch of Qanon types did a guided tour of the capitols finest sites before nicking a lectern and AOC's shoes.

Of course some people died in this and such, which is bad, but no more than those that died in the George Floyd riots last summer, and with a lot less looting and burning. My main one take away from this is the little old lady standing there and the people in queues lining up.

The more I think about it, the more I get a whole Guy Fawkes vibe from it all. For those not British, Guy Fawkes was a Catholic who plotted to blow up parliament, but was caught and as of the order of the day executed. A holiday was set up where you would construct a bonfire, and set off fireworks. 

This morphed into a month long firework fest through the whole of October with a Guy made of old rags and you would ask money from passers by (i.e. a penny for the guy) before it got put on the bonfire to burn. No child has done this since the mid 90's sadly as Halloween has risen in importance since then.

If you think about it, it was a failed coup in the same vein, but with out the hanging and drawing as such. Maybe we could encourage Americans to embrace it the next year by going on guided tours and nicking lecterns.

Uptown trip.

Not a bad trip uptown to be honest, just a lot more convoluted than it should be, due to rail improvements on the DLR and parts of the District line being closed.

In fact we saw quite a few people out, whinging about a second brexit vote. Overhelmingly middle class, middle aged home counties types with their E.U. flags and pithy worded plackards. They even had a cute doggo that was called Euro dog there on the tube. And you never see dogs on the tube as a rule.

Euro doggo seems to be some sort of howl (spaniel) / poodle crossbreed, a cockermutt*, if you will. Would love to have gotten a photo but train was packed and they would have gotten the manager. (Yes they were those sorts of people.)

The other doggo on the tube, (yes, there was two,) was much more easier to pin down, a nice medium sized husky. He had to be carried down the escalator as is customary, and while on the train was befriended by a small girl.

Had a look around Notting hill and did the usual record shops taking advantage of the bargain bin to pick up some overlooked house for the channel.  Walked down to Kensington and was gouged £2.49 for a can of U.S soda. Rather good too, ranking behind Jone's soda for a good American soda taste and sugar free too, which is a miracle as only Bepis do sugar free right. Kind of reminds me of Sargon brewing up a batch of liberalism for the kiddies there.

Had to go to Sloane Square because of the shut down for repairs and that and was reminded that getting the regular train is also bastard expensive and that £3.10 to London Bridge and their nicely renovated station from Woolwich Arsenal. As they say a total rip off. No wonder that climate cunt was pissed off at Canning town.

We also grabbed a leaflet stuck in the tube from anal rebellion. No doubt they are light on resources as it seemed to be stuck on with the worlds smallest amount of masking tape.  Can imagine doing a bad photo shop of this in paint.  If I get the time.

*edit, as its citation has gone awry, imagine if you would the dog in the link but with the traditional brown Springer Spaniel colouring.

Election 17

We have a general election coming soon and for the first time in my life, I'm not bothering voting.
I'll make no bones that  there will be another hiatus to this channel coming soon and the period I'm away will encompass the actual election.  I could get a postal vote but seeing as I've only ever seen a campaign leaflet for Labour and one independent candidate. Have a read of some badly written nonsense on the Bexley Times website for an overview of my local area (seriously was the sub editor on lunch or something).

To be fair that independent candidate does sound really ace as I found a small booklet of his discarded on the street, a full on old school liberal, that will be lucky to outshine the Christian weirdo's there (spoiler Labour will win as always).

Talking about weirdos The Mail were laying into the UKIP Manifesto on Friday despite them endorsing the cut to overseas aid and a few other campaign policies.  Whole manifesto here if you can give a damn.  The cut price version is half proper Tory manifesto and half Monster Raving Loony, we don't ban burqas here as we're not French, but I'm with you on Brexit and that. Apart from that I can't vote UKIP with their cut price poundshop logo and Edward Hitler as boss.

Paul Nuttall here.

The Tories want to kill off their only voters the old and at the same time also kill off all porn and everything that makes the net worth living under vague civil liberties. They'll probably get it too thanks to that Manchester bombing, Hence an independent.  I can't vote for Labour as they have already won here, also Jeremy Corbyn is a horrible terrorist sympathiser and a Marxist weirdo. Picture him as PM its a car crash.

Worse is Tim Farron, Lib Dem boss, a (should be) committed Christian that has an abysmal record on all things anti gay and looks like a bad photocopy of old Paddy Ashdown former leader of the Libs.  They also are of the delusion that Brexit didn't happen and we can still be friends in Europe, so its glad that I found a pic of him holding a pint of milk a"well known" racist metaphor and looking uncomfortable as fuck. 

Sieg Heil Timothy.

A Mickey Mouse presidency.

God emperor Trump is now president and everyone is losing their shit and virtue signalling like a bastard.  We get it he's a dunce, a blowhard, a jerkwad and a boor.  He sad bad things about wimmins and immigrants, and wants to make America Grate Again.  To be honest I don't even like the guy and I'm siding with him simply for all the weirdos and anti fascist pillocks that seem to be against him.

The worst thing is that I genuinely hate the racists as well, they aren't my kind of people. Even though the worst thing is that there is no outraged middle ground.  Maybe a Father Ted style down with this sort of thing would do.
The moaning goes on and on about the inauguration, about the crowds, about the policies.  I fully expected a jug band or an old man playing the spoons on the actual day instead we have a clip of him singing my way with Melania.

Twitter, that big salt mine online is particularly insufferable, with every virtue signalling bastard squeaking their brains about the inauguration.  So much so its almost painful to wade through each and every bastard post on it and that's both sides of the political divide as well.

In brighter news I've came across my first ever videogame Atheist, in Dungeon Traveler 2.  We finally cleared the Piertan tower dungeon and have rocked up at a church out of town.  There is a small girl in the bushes called Lize.  She outright mocks the benevolent god and donation spiel of her older sister Fiora and says out right that there really isn't a god.  Having a look she seems to be a playable character which means she could be an asset to the team.  I'm guessing Spieler class as she carries around a stuffed penguin.

More worryingly she's 12 and as everyone has some semi nude artwork of them here, this has to potential to be super creepy. 

Edit, yup proper bent ref territory, guess this was one of the censored ones Atlus did.

Back to Hackney.

At a loss to do with myself and thanks to wireless am now getting some pretty hefty drop outs due to speed and connectivity, web mail is hit and miss, though Gmail works for the time being.

Anyway none of that is as grim as Hackney, and looking through I haven't been back in nine months or so, time was ripe enough to go for a return visit.  The good news is that I have a Mormon card which is like my official good luck charm and rather set the tone for the whole day.

First of all got quite a good deal from the coinstar machine cashing out my old change and further luck came from a dropped oyster card that basically bank rolled me through the entire day😊.

The Crash converters had a few good things in stock such as Up Bustle & Out for 20p but no Somali Reggae this time.  The other good thing was that they had a few Scientist Dub albums on CD in the Sense shop.  Even though they were in a terrible state, I found that they go for insane amounts online.  This was Scientist and Jammy Strike Back and Scientist Fights The Vampires, both excellent albums.

The Salvation's Barmy shop had a lot for sale that I probably have but Gentle People, Super_Collider and a weird thing that is supposed to be part of an installation, part noise and part spoken word thing not really sure how it ended up in Hackney but there you go.  Its not in Discogs yet but will have to add it when I have more time.

Necrolog Castro Gtx.

Fidel Castro is dead, the communist cunt who looked like a tramp has finally gone.  His brother runs Cuba now but let that sink in the monster is dead.  I never liked him or Guevara that you saw so much on T shirts and the like (personally I wanted Guevara's head on a pike), truly the only good communist is a dead communist. 

He killed dissidents and made the gays work in the plantations and worst of all kept Cuba in some 50's hellhole due to ideology.   The left will moan on about him supporting anti apartheid and the like but many people of all political sides of the spectrum did that, its not just virtue signalling wankers in CND shirts and sandals. 

Its a weird thing to see especially on Twitter and the like where such virtue signalling is de rigeur. The amount of salty rage that came out thanks to stuff like Brexit or Trumps Election is immense. Add in pub bore Nigel Farage to mix and its the perfect storm of outrage and stupidity. No other opinion is entertained as they are all deemed correct and if you contradict this you are a racist little Englander or too stupid to understand, and therefore vote "correctly".

Anyway back to Castro dead, there are parallels when Thatch died although some were in grief there were a lot of cheering from the more undesirable unwashed members of public.

There are brilliant scenes of people in South Miami cheering his death, who genuinely remember what a total shit he was.  Latin communities who were devastated through his policies and had to escape illegally to the US (remember Elian Gonzalez) a lot of those escaping never made it.  You can mourn him but for me he'll always be the one person who ruined Cuba.

Remembrance and Election 16

Rather ill today, a roaming migraine that I normally get from jet lag has occurred, and worst of it all I've been nowhere.  Up in time to observe a minutes silence for breakfast and Theresa May and the Royals lay poppy wreaths at the cenotaph.  Oddly enough (and if you know this blog, we like oddities here) there is a wreath made of native flora from what is left of our glorious empire, the overseas territories.  It was a bit manhandled by Boris Johnson as it was set down but I thought it was a nice touch from what are still very loyal and dedicated communites.

Presidential election.

OK who had Donald Duck Trump down as the next president, because it certainly wasn't me.  I was fully expecting a sick liar and notorious crook to be the first female US president not some overbearing thin skinned oaf.  Of course Trump isn't the worst of it, people overlook his VP Pence or I kept seeing when it was on TV Vote Tuppence.  He's the worse kind of narrow minded Christian, who thinks queers can be cured, abortion is wrong and evolution is just a theory.  In other words he's a cock.  A cock with the finger on the nuke button and who gets to make policy.

I really wished it had been between Bernie Winters and Marco Rubio but Hilary knifed poor old Bernie and Marco didn't stand a chance against Ted Cruz.

Also with Trump as president I've got my yearly dose of salt simply by logging into twitter.  The amount of tweets I've seen, either really, really outraged or just downright mean have made me question peoples sanity.  We even have a rent a mob of pricks outside the US Embassy here protesting about racism and riots in the US (Quelle Suprise) since Trump came to power.  I think its fucking funny, watching the crybullies saying its like another 9/11 (it was here thanks to UK dating) and overshadowing a genuine tragedy in the process.

Personally I'll see how bad it gets, like Brexit I'm not going to lose sleep over it and see what this brave new world brings.

Holiday 16: TV and Brexit.

Traditionally part 2 has always been about the other stuff normally TV and anything else my scrambled memory can dredge up.  Also we will be poking around the Brexit which we'll do first as it neatly dovetails what I was watching. We've also decided to put an update to my side blog Robot Nunca Visto, near enough a whole year later than its last entry.

Brexit.
Well all the votes are in and for once the public have spoken, the UK is leaving the EU thanks to the slimmest of margins and is hopefully going to make its own decisions like a big grown up country now.  If you've been a long time reader you'll know I've given a toss about immigration or the EU (because that's all right wingers think about yo ;)). Project fear seems to have portrayed us as small minded little Englanders that only think about refugees or migrants and spam us with images of fire, plague and Godzilla if we ever had the temerity to leave.

The truth is that the Eurozone isn't perfect, for every Germany there is a Greece with its basket case economy and problematic countries such as Turkey with its horrible human rights records and un free press.  Or even more penniless states than Greece, such as Albania looking to join the larger EU area, which is massively fucked.  

I don't care about immigration, we've always adopted people get over it, although we could do with a national register of those immigrating, so whenever the Mail scaremongers to its idiot readers about a tidal wave of migrants we know how many and what the impact will be. 

You wonder why all this is in my Holiday round up is because that is all that was on Spanish news #Brexit, that and Cassius Clay snuffing it and the Orlando shooting.  A trilogy of bad news basically, and with nothing except Doraemon reruns and Wheel of Fortune and its in house band to give us any joy.

There where a few channels but most of the English ones were badly tuned in, a few German stations and BVN for the Dutch speakers and some Russian stations that showed either news or really old films.

Spent most of my time watching the box including middle of the night shit when my insomnia kicked in.  We didn't get a porn channel so no Ruleta del Sexo this time, in fact most Spanish channels resort to live music in the small hours so if you like flamenco or folk this is pretty good, if you don't then its torture.

So what were the highlights.

A classic re run of some old Tom and Jerry cartoons, nothing weird or strange there but just nice to see the old cartoons again.

BVN had a strange game show about Tetris and with clips of Roxette at around 5am in the morning. Reminded me of Blockbusters in its set up but no board just tetris and questions.

Also on BVN was a nice Dutch documentary on rap with plenty of interviews in English so you could follow.

An advert for Ketchup Plops a saveloy riddled with ketchup that is as horrible as it sounds.

Yokai Watch in Spanish.  Sadly I think I saw the same episode from the same point at least twice.

Finally what looked like a big haired version of Ruby Wax providing sign language for Spanish news.

Ruby?

Brexit. Round Up.

Here are a Round up of a few things that have been bugging me of late.

Brexit.

I'm not going into the whole leave the EU stay in the EU debate and there has been a lot of scaremongering going on about this. If you don't know, David Hameron has most graciously given us a vote on if we want to leave the European Union or not.  I personally would want to leave as I still cling to the ideals of a British (NOT Brittas) Empire ruling the world regardless of Boris Godwinning the whole thing.  The weird thing is I've yet to see a single stall saying we should get out rather than the usual stay in brigade.  What I like to do is read both sides and see what I side with before going out. Its what I did for the mayoral elections but seems that I won't be doing it in this case.

Snoopy no Otsukai Translated.

Good lord, this is actually done now can remember recommending this for translation on RHDN years back.  This is a late era Gameboy game in which Snoopy has to run errands for Charlie Brown.  Its Isometric in style and you have to place arrows to lead him into shops to get various stuff for people (hence the translated title Snoopy's Early Errands).  The patch was done by Zynk Oxhide who's done a good job on this.  Also running this in BGB it seems it had Super Gameboy support as well, as you get a nice colour border with it, which is nice.

Eurovision

The UK came second last in the latest Eurovision song contest.  We deserved to lose thanks to the weak sauce boy band bender song we put out.  I didn't watch it of course as its not my cup of tea but I did however watch Pointless Eurovision special.  Apart from Cheryl Baker I knew none of the other contestants, I'm guessing this is what an all techno episode would be like to the general public.  It was won by a plastic looking chap and a ginger lady who called themselves Scooch and runners up were an Irish couple and two blonde birds who could pass for porn stars (Fucks Bizz?).  Cheryl and Bucks Fizz went out first, (incidentally who remembers Eggs and Baker the short lived cookery programme she did) leaving me scratching my head over dinner just who the rest of them were.

Mayor Stuff.

In case you are foreign or living under a rock we have the results of London's mayoral election (and Liverpool's if I recall correctly).  Of course there are a few candidates but it mainly splits down to what Bill Hicks always called the puppet on the Left and the puppet on the Right.  The lefts puppet is called Bus Busdriverson (Sadiq Khan) and is of course blaming everything on "Tory cuts", he seems a nice enough guy even if, and this is just me, he looks a lot like an Asian Phillip Schofield.  I kinda want to Photoshop in a Gordon the Gopher to his campaign picture but cannot for the life of me get on with Photoshop.

The puppet on the right is of course Ballsac Fishpaste (Zac Goldsmith) son of Referendum Party's Jammy Fishpaste and Billionaire boy.  His campaign is about a vertical Crossrail and business but largely dirty tricks against Bus Busdriverson and his Muslim roots.  Put it this way if you ever have to result to personal attacks and that you have nothing worth saying. Ever.

The Libdem candidate Potty Pigeon (Caroline Pigeon) and the Greens Sian (Rasp) Berry were my first and second choice.  They didn't get in but their policies were more toward what I would normally vote for as I'm basically a middle of the road fence sitter liberal.

The far right and UKIP had their candidates including an actual Disco Vicar BNP bloke, an ape in UKIP's case and you archetypal knuckle dragger for Britan First.  I don't want a party that will speak for the Christian minority when I myself am not a Christian.  No one speaks up for an Atheist Minority which I can assure you there are far less of than Christians.    Finally we have the Feminazi party peddling the old 77% wage gap myth and women's rights. I'm not against women's rights at all, I've just learned to fear the word feminist due to obese 3rd wavers throwing tantrums. 

If you want to know how it all turned out Wikipaedia has the breakdown you require here.

(Edit cleared up some typos and that proof reading huh!).