Politics

Oldie But Goody

Better post this one before it’s next year here. From The Guardian in January, children under eight years of age review classic rock: Jimi Hendrix: Crosstown Traffic (1968) What the grown-ups say: “In a sense, Jimi’s Stratocaster is more articulate and speaks with more poetic beauty than he, or almost any other singer, possibly could… […]

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Buy Tin!

I seem to have upset the proprietor of Blognor Regis lately. Apparently I “was wetting myself over David Carr’s prehistoric Band Aid rant“. I think the figure of speech he was looking for was “taking the piss out of“. Taking the piss is a traditional British craft that some of the Beavis and Butthead types […]

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Fashionista Politics

My friend Matthew is a token male straight in the world of fashion (but no, Ms Savant, not another metrosexual). Just before Christmas he phoned me from a clothes-shop queue on his mobile. He was so bored he had a half-hour-plus conversation with me at cross-network rates. At one point I told him that The […]

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The Countryside Alliance Goes In Hard

Chris The Stoat linked to The Brick Testament yesterday, showing the image of the Lego shepherds gathering. He didn’t link to the next frame of Luke, showing them drawing a bead on a messenger of the Lord with a ground-to-air missile launcher. As the angel is joined by reinforcements, the militants run for cover.

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David Carr Is The Anti-Swift

Hello, loonies of Libertarianism. This is good irony. It is funny, sharp, and original. It has a serious underlying point to make. This is bad irony. It is flat, smug, and tired. Somehow it doesn’t score a hit against crap British celebs making crap records for charidee. David Carr, you win this week’s Prêt-à-Porter Award […]

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Gap In The Market

Why can’t I get a button for my ‘Blog saying “I’m An Embarrassed Friend Of Israel“? “Yeah, this is that ‘Izzie’ you’ve heard so much about. You must understand that most of the stories just aren’t true. I’m sorry she has to carry the semi-automatic and the bowie knife everywhere. And the thermonuclear handbag. And […]

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And So Farewell, David

From “The Tragedy of David Blunkett” in today’s Economist: “the British have lost their primness about sex, but they still hate a queue-jumper” Whatever you think of his policies, you have to feel something for the poor man. If you were choosing how your career was to end would you prefer it being: supported to […]

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Nah

All my numbers have dropped lately because I have been posting less frequently and I know my US reader numbers have been in particular decline, but, for those of you still left, the topic for discussion today is: Hillary Clinton—could she really be the next president of the United States of America?

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Obscene Publications

Have you got any hardcore? Y’know: Naomi Does Najaf? No, sir. Maybe some stuff with, er, children? Like the Pilger one in the paediatrics wards or that Moore one with the kids flying kites? I’m afraid not. I bet you like a bit of amateur, though, dontcha? You must have “The Best of After Hours […]

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It Was Something He Ate

It was confirmed yesterday that the recent striking changes in the appearance of Tony Blair are indeed the result of poisoning. Sources close to Mr Blair have suggested that the poison may have been administered during a dinner with Prime Minister-elect Gordon Brown at the north London restaurant Granita. Tony Blair, before and after

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Is There No End To The Embarrassment?

Yvette Cooper—who used to live next door to me at Balliol—was responsible for a government campaign to reduce the number of teenage pregnancies. According to the statistics collected, its effect seemed to be to make things ever-so-slightly worse and then ever-so-slightly better. These days there’s a whiff of desperation about the issue. Today I discover […]

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A Clarification

Before anyone gets the wrong idea, I called David Blunkett “Herr Blunkett” last week because I had been having lunch with a German friend who complimented the British on their relatively relaxed attitude to rules. No one has done so yet, but there’s no need to invoke Godwin’s law. I don’t admire Blunkett’s fondness for […]

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Boldly

Like Herr Blunkett, I have had access to one of Her Britannic Majesty’s rail warrant thingies—in my case for going about the country on Medical Research Council business. If I’d known I could use it to send my girlfriend first class, I’d, er, have got myself a girlfriend. I would so. I could have one […]

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Surf’s Up!

Within hours of the story breaking, who is number 2 for “Boris Johnson” “sex scandal”? PooterGeek braces for the hits as Britain’s Webheads ride the wave this-a-way.

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Now A Major Motion Picture

A Jerry Bruckheimer Production 45 MINUTES starring Aaron Eckhart as George W Bush and Don Cheadle as Tony Blair [“I’m telling you, Steve, the sidekick has gotta to be black.”] [Urban skyline. Dusk.] TOUGH STREETS. NEED TOUGH COPS. DETECTIVE GEORGE “DUBYA” BUSH—HE’S WRESTLED WITH DRINK. HE’S WRESTLED WITH DRUGS. HE’S WRESTLED WITH THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. […]

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Result

I was wrong. The one who looks like Alfred E. Neumann beat the one who looks like Frankenstein’s monster. Talking of Frankenstein and his monster, below you can read one of those strange PooterGeek entries where I write nothing about something and a debate breaks out over the something I said nothing about.

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My Twelve Pence Worth

Screw the polls. Screw the pundits. Screw Osama. I’m sticking by my prediction that Kerry will win, not that I can enter Norm’s competition. I’d bet about twelve pence on John Kerry becoming President of the United States of America. I also want Kerry to win, but not very much. Here’s The Economist expressing a […]

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Mutual Backslapping

The ‘Blog Abbreviated To SIAW has written nice things about me recently, but I would have enthused about its accurate summary of the BBC’s celebrity-based current affairs presenting anyway: “[Kirsty] Wark, in her usual not exactly self-effacing way, frequently interrupted both to summarise their remarks, put words in their mouths and generally make sure that […]

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Future News: November

Live from next month, more of “Pooter’s Futures“: The Middle East The body of one of the militants believed to have been responsible for the bombing of the Hilton hotel in Taba on Egypt’s border with Israel has been washed up on a bank of the river Nile near the Egyptian town of Aswan. When […]

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God Bless Islington!

Dear British Guardian Readers I cannot tell you how grateful I am to be able to write to you on White House notepaper. I cannot thank you enough for your cruciate support in our country’s recent presidential election. When my colleagues used to show me cuttings from the opinion pages of your newspaper, the cartoons, […]

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A Good Newspaper

It’s lucky that the Tory party is so comprehensively crap at the moment because its house journal, The Daily Telegraph, just gets better and better. As Backword Dave demonstrates almost every week, even people who object heartily to The Telegraph‘s politics and are embarrassed by its other readers take it because it is still a […]

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Too Busy To Fisk

Apparently “Sudan’s Darfur” is “‘safer than Iraq’“. I’d been wondering where those millions of Iraqi refugees had gone to. I think Sudan’s Foreign Minister, Mustafa Osman Ismael, makes everything clear to Europeans when he says that “the international community should leave the complex ethnic politics of Darfur alone” because… “This is an African problem—it needs […]

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Doubles All Round

After last week’s frenzy, ‘Blogging is going to be thin this week because I have a lot on. Congratulations to PooterGeekers on their excellent work with Britney and to Oliver Kamm on making a better case for Bush (this time😉 and on re-making the best case for the second war on Saddam, namely that the […]

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