I could claim that when de-icing my two resident frogs from their plastic tray this morning they rewarded me by croaking a rendition of "help me make it through the night". Of course such a claim would be nothing more than a pack of lies and in wanting to retain my credibility I wouldn't dream of insulting my readership or indeed Gladys Knight.
However, in contrast I'd like to draw your attention to a creature that plies its trade in the somewhat inaccurately titled "Independent" newspaper. Here, in a review of Laura Fairrie's "Battle for Bulawayo" we witness self-proclaimed "anti-racist" Rhiannon Harries providing us with this rather perplexing observation:
Given that we knew only too well that the programme would conclude in the satisfying trouncing of the BNP, I wondered why I felt a growing knot of anxiety in my stomach as I watched. Perhaps it was the realisation that, even if the BNP has been temporarily cauterised, we still have a long way to go before we're safely beyond the situation of which they took advantage.
Ignoring the unprofessional yet unfortunately routine political bias, what is she actually suggesting? As we all know Labour won by replacing the white population with thousands of freshly imported Africans, I have the electoral register to prove it. However, is she really trying to sell the idea that what she and her newspaper perceive as "white racism" is best dealt with by eradicating white people? Am I missing something here or are these people simply incapable of perceiving us natives as nothing more than an irritating inconvenience that must be socially engineered out of existence?
Not that he owes us any favours, but it looks like the founder of WikiLeaks is going to be put out of business soon. The sudden cyber attacks, commercial ostracisation and malicious smear stories all indicate that the powers that be are rather displeased. Don't be surprised if the names, addresses and other personal information of all WikiLeaks personnel are made available online very soon. What goes around comes around.
Enjoying the cricket immensely, but not being a Sky customer I am unable to watch it. Instead I have installed a radio app on my iPhone and listen to "Test Match Special" whilst drifting in and out of consciousness. I remember some years ago my favourite cricket commentator, Richie Benaud, making a big song and dance about the danger of cricket disappearing from public access television, how right he was. What better excuse to provide you with a trip down memory lane.
