Wednesday, 7 July 2010

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verycleverchildren by matthewjgilbert



youwereneverlovelier

Sometimes I do songs on my own.

Tuesday, 4 May 2010

The Oregon Trail

Having been recently mugged for the second time in as many years in the beautiful industrial shitheep that is my place of birth, London, I've decided to pack my bags next year and head for America. I'm going all immigrant and have decided to decend upon 'The Land of Opportunity' like a pissed eagle desperate to scavange some faith in humanity. I'm about 90% more likely to be shot but ya know.

I've decided to go along The Oregon Trail. I don't know how long it'll take, how much it's going to cost or even who's going to drive me, but I'll get there somehow Mr Whiskers, somehow.



Anyone want to drive me?

Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Ohio

"In America, they spend more money incarcerating people than they do on educating people. You're talking almost $2m to murder someone on death row. If they took that money and gave you 30 years to life or 20 years to life, they could use the rest of the money and educate five people who want to go to college." - Da'rryl Durr

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/apr/20/darryl-durr-death-penalty

Monday, 8 March 2010

Dirty Puddles of Media

http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2010/mar/08/jon-venables-details-prison-recall

I remember this crime being the first real one that registered as a child. I was 9, a similar age to the accused, and I distinctly remember the hysterical reaction that greeted it from the media every time I woke up to watch TVam every morning. I was at that age of curiosity, I was starting to be allowed to go to play football after school with my pals but what I remember was that I just couldn't fathom the crime - it was too removed from my life to be real, the actual actions of the accused just didn't compute.

So many years on and here we are again. The same old grainy footage is wheeled out by the media to try and shock a new generation of people into understanding something before their time. But it isn't shocking anymore. The McCann disappearance is now the pedastal for 'evil' child crime in this generation and the media carnival shat on it from such a great height it dissolved the shock, made it unreal and made the victim a caricature, a distant character in some awful film where there is no ending.

These media storms, especially ones involving child crime, are blown so powerfully into hysterical whirlwinds that they seem politically motivated; throwing accusations that devalue the crime and trying to outsell eachothers newspapers by making the parents of the murdered seem repetitive and uneducated as they harangue them for throwback comments to stick on the frontpage.

Sometimes it makes you glad print media is going out of business.

Anyway, here's a really good article about it.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/blog/2010/mar/08/jon-venables-comment-michael-white

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

My Own Salad Garden

There comes a period in everyones life when it's time to kick back and care for things other than yourself. Cats, dogs, snakes, children; these varying species offer differing periods of struggle and fullfillment by developing their lifeforms into obedient, social acceptable creatures.

Recently I've decided to venture into this niche world of dulaity and give a tiny 16th of my time to a living thing other than my own being. So this Saturday I'm going to a shop to pick up some little caged dudes I ordered off the net a few weeks back. I've psyched myself up, I've read books and articles about their behaviour, researched their moods and desired food intake. Finally, I'm ready to give up about an hour of my day to a living being other than myself....

Cucumbers.

Well not just cucumbers. I've got three medium sized pots so I decided to go fucking batshit and render some spring onions and radishs too. These seeds all for the price of one whole cucumber. Who's laughing now Tesco? Me that's who.

I will raise them like my own offspring but if they die prematurely does that mean I can't have children? Are you allowed to keep children on your windowledge?