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Wednesday, 30 September 2009
The 70s
Yesterday I was having a discussion with a pal over the relative merits of being in my late 30s in this decade, as opposed to the 1970s. She made some valid points.
She went on: no AIDS, free lovin', big massive cars...
All sounds pretty good, huh? But I'm afraid I've concluded you can keep your 1970s.
The real clincher?
Don't you wish (she posited) that you were 39 in 1970 rather than being born 39 years ago in 1970?
So cool. the clothes, the music, the drugs (the lack of drug TESTING)...
Proof, if proof were needed, can be found in this video of a popular beat combo from Winnipeg, Manitoba, showing how it's done:
Now I'm not certain I'm with her on the clothes: man-made fibres and my strawberry roan hair were not designed to co-exist. And I think her summary of the merits of that decade rather over-simplifies a time of great social and economic difficulty. John Travolta did look fucking cool in Saturday Night Fever, though. Proof, if proof were needed, can be found in this video of a popular beat combo from Winnipeg, Manitoba, showing how it's done:
She went on: no AIDS, free lovin', big massive cars...
All sounds pretty good, huh? But I'm afraid I've concluded you can keep your 1970s.
The real clincher?
Hairy porn.
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Politics
All this fuss about whether Gordon Brown is off his head on mind-bending drugs or not. Who cares? Certainly not Andrew Marr, who fluffed the question last Sunday.
Nor me. Bill Hicks (or was it Denis Leary: I find them interchangeable) famously ranted about how drugs were a definite aid to creative thinking, to music and so on. The Beatles? So high they let Ringo sing.
Consider El Gordo's wit and wisdom long before he was alleged to be on the gear:
"Of course liberty - with roots that go back to antiquity - is not and cannot be solely a British idea. In one sense, liberty is rooted in the human spirit and does not have a nationality. But first with the Magna Carta and then through Milton and Locke to more recent writers as diverse as Orwell and Churchill, philosophers and politicians have extolled the virtues of a Britain that, in the words of the American revolutionary Patrick Henry, ‘made liberty the foundation of everything’, and ‘became a great, mighty and splendid nation…because liberty is its direct end and foundation’." *
Blah blah blah blah blah. Boring as arse.
Compare it with the deep insight of a chap that - allegedly - has done every species of rare herb and prescribed chemical on the planet, and then some. Let us take as our muse, I dunno, Mr Sean Ryder, of popular beat combo The Happy Mondays:
"Son, Im 30
I only went with your mother cause shes dirty" **
It's like a haiku, penned by Wordsworth.
In a Ryder/Brown run-off, I know who'd get the popular vote. Keep popping the pills, Gordon. Or the patches. Or suppositories, whatever. It's not gonna make a blind bit of difference come May 6th.
*Speech on liberty, 25 October 2007. There is more. Much, much more, here: http://www.number10.gov.uk/Page13630
** Kinky Afro. Available in all good record stores.
Nor me. Bill Hicks (or was it Denis Leary: I find them interchangeable) famously ranted about how drugs were a definite aid to creative thinking, to music and so on. The Beatles? So high they let Ringo sing.
Consider El Gordo's wit and wisdom long before he was alleged to be on the gear:
"Of course liberty - with roots that go back to antiquity - is not and cannot be solely a British idea. In one sense, liberty is rooted in the human spirit and does not have a nationality. But first with the Magna Carta and then through Milton and Locke to more recent writers as diverse as Orwell and Churchill, philosophers and politicians have extolled the virtues of a Britain that, in the words of the American revolutionary Patrick Henry, ‘made liberty the foundation of everything’, and ‘became a great, mighty and splendid nation…because liberty is its direct end and foundation’." *
Blah blah blah blah blah. Boring as arse.
Compare it with the deep insight of a chap that - allegedly - has done every species of rare herb and prescribed chemical on the planet, and then some. Let us take as our muse, I dunno, Mr Sean Ryder, of popular beat combo The Happy Mondays:
"Son, Im 30
I only went with your mother cause shes dirty" **
It's like a haiku, penned by Wordsworth.
In a Ryder/Brown run-off, I know who'd get the popular vote. Keep popping the pills, Gordon. Or the patches. Or suppositories, whatever. It's not gonna make a blind bit of difference come May 6th.
*Speech on liberty, 25 October 2007. There is more. Much, much more, here: http://www.number10.gov.uk/Page13630
** Kinky Afro. Available in all good record stores.
Filth
As an unreconstructed Luddite and busy man-about-town, no time to talk, I have shied away from this blogging caper as an obvious thief of my precious time.
Well. I have finally been spurred into action. I can remain silent no more!
Been reading too much Enid Blyton with my daughter.
"I say, Dick, she's a spunky girl!"
"Yes, Julian. She certainly has a lot of spunk in her!"
Libraries peddle this filth to 7 year olds.
Well. I have finally been spurred into action. I can remain silent no more!
Been reading too much Enid Blyton with my daughter.
"I say, Dick, she's a spunky girl!"
"Yes, Julian. She certainly has a lot of spunk in her!"
Libraries peddle this filth to 7 year olds.
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