The Dog's Tits
Samizdata
Sasha Castel

Tim Blair
libertarian.org.au
Damian Penny
Gareth Parker
James Randi
Eject Eject Eject!!!
Bizzare Science
Yobbo

Premium core
Lileks
The Last Decent Frog
Little Tiny Wit
Ranting Aaron
Silent Running
Catallaxy Files
Little Green Footballs
Daniel Pipes
Scott of The Eye
Sage Advice
White Rose

Girls, Girlz, Grrrlz
Hawk Girl
Asparagirl
Jane Galt
Kathy Kinsley
Rachel Lucas
A Small Victory
Spleenville
Angie Schultz
Virginia Postrel
Yourish.com

Beautifully Wicked
Bitchin' Monaro Guide
Drivel Warehouse
Little Tiny Lies
Sup
port Israel
Capitalist Chicks
Evil Godless Swine
Professor Bunyip
The Rottweiler
Right Wing News
Frozen Montreal
Mean Mr. Mustard

Anti-suckage
Le Québécois Libre
Hot Buttered Death
Vigilant TV
Juan Gato

Bleedin' Brain
Acidman
Kim Du Toit
Clubbeaux

Aussies Up Your Arse
Bargarz
Angry Anderson
After Grog Blog
Ken Parish
Amax Weblog
John Quiggin


Dickheads Galore

Niall
Victor Zammit
Dick Neville
aus.politics
The Daily Saddam
George Monbiot
Jew Killers United
Pilger
I Love Osama
The Guardian
Screeching Dweebs
Noam Chomsky
John Gotti Fanzine
Green Left Weekly
The Independent

 

Live Whacking Permalink Archive
click "Live Whacking" button for the latest entries


10 July 2003

Latest ravings from our local insane hippy freak

One of the great minds of modern left wing political thought

Hey, Richard Neville is back with another essay. And as usual, he takes a billion words to say what anyone else could cover in one paragraph.

Only this time I'm not even sure Richard knows what his point is. It's a steaming sick-baggie of upchucked mutterings about ice cream, how modern life sucks, John Howard and capitalism is evil, poverty is bad, censorship is naughty, and Che Guevara is wonderful. Check out some of these wonderfully coherent snippets:

As with many of you who land here, my needs and desires are self serving and basic. Cozy footwear, freedom of speech, a roof, fine shagging, ice cream, thrills from the arts and a sense, now and then, of doing something with a hint of worth. Punctuated by moodswings, crises and descents into the bog of inertia. Compared to the struggles of faraway strangers depicted in docos and newsflashes, the lot of a citizen in a 21st Century western democracy is mostly a Godsend. Or is it?

Uh. What was the question again?

Could there be soul-rat gnawing away at your equanimity? A toxic cloud at the edge of awareness, a sensation that something is amiss?

No. I have a question though: do you write this stuff with your colon or what?

The documentary, Life and Debt, set on the island of Jamaica, is distillation of the life going on behind our backs, right now, in most parts of the world. Every minute, every day, every year. It won’t change anything – at the once-a-day screening, the backstalls were empty.

..uh...

Most people who scan these words want me to switch to the subject of PornoPop®, which I will in a minute.

We do? I think somebody's up to his eyeballs in chemical refreshment.

Life & debt contrasts the cocooned frolics of podgy, beer swilling tourists with the financial asphyxiation of Jamaica’s inhabitants.

Ah, those bloody evil capitalist tourists, shoving employment and money down the throats of the noble savages. Better they starve I guess.

as I’m packing my bags for a trip to AmeriKa, where I’m merging with a global cabal of “world futurists”, many of whom, alas, work for Defence Contractors, thus helping to shape the kind of future we don’t want.

You'll notice that Neville isn't objecting to being paid for this experience.

Meanwhile, the other day I came across a person I never knew existed, Aleida Guevara, the daughter of Che. [...] I wanted to ask about Castro’s rounding up of his critics, but was out manoeuvred by another voice, who asked about her politics. Aleida replied, “I am proud to be a communist”, and the room became deliciously silent. In Sydney you’re only supposed to discuss investment properties and what the 5 star chef is planning to cook for dinner. It was a nostalgic interlude, a flashback to a time when seeking an authentic life was not a sign of dysfunction.

Aww, those brave, noble authentic Cubans: not afraid to meet the challenges of life head-on. Repression, torture, totalitarianism, cultural stagnation, censorship, extermination of homosexuals. Ahhh, as a good lefty, it just makes you all misty for the good old days of Mao, Stalin and Pol Pot.
link


Bike lust

Would somebody please buy me this motorcycle.............

The Aprilia RSV Mille

The powerful, smooth handling and utterly delicious Italian v-twin superbike. It's a Ducati 999 without the pricetag, ugly-as-fuck styling or legions of irritating fans.

I'd never spend my own money on it (Italian bikes fall apart quicker than the French infantry), but oh, to be rich!
link


Faith, the west, and Islam

Great post by Tom Paine. Featuring one of the best closing lines ever.
link


Here's to Peter Costello

Scott Wickstein doesn't like Labor party loudmouth wimp Mark Latham either.
link


AIDS, malaria & DDT

Kim Du Toit is saying naughty, non-PC things again.
link


DEAR SIR, AN URGENT BUSINESS PROPOSAL.......

You simply can't afford to miss this exciting event!

(Thanks to Steve in Cali for the link.)
link





 

Motorcycles
MC News
AMA Superbikes
Motorcycle News
Perth Bikes
Oz Trikes
MotoGP
World Superbikes

Women
Holly Valance
Eliza Dushku
Katherine Heigl
Michelle Williams
Kate Winslet
Kristin Kreuk

Kulcha
Dark Horizons
CHUD
Roger Ebert
RAGE

Info'mation
FrontPage Mag
Snopes
The Smoking Gun
Straight Dope
Against Nature
Australian Skeptics
CSICOP
IPA
Shooters Party
Currency Converter

Assorted Gubshite
Draggin Jeans
Really Cute Chess Geek
Miniguns
Pure rancour
Brunching Shuttlecocks
The Onion
killfrog.com
Omega Chess

Brews
Coopers Ale

Subzero
Cougar
Hahn Ice
Strongbow
Carlsberg
Crown Lager
Carlton Draught
Tooheys New
James Squire

Guns
Barrett Rifles
Taurus
Smith & Wesson
Ruger Firearms
Browning
Mossberg
Armalite

Support Brave Multinationals!!!