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8
July 2004
Any
opinions?
I'm
starting to notice something very weird.
Over
the last few months, I've actually had trouble writing my own signature
on paper.
My
signature takes longer to sign than most, because I've always tried to
make my name legible.
However,
recently I've had to concentrate extremely hard not to fuck it up, rather
than being able to do it on 'autopilot' without thinking.
I'll
be halfway thru either my first or last name, when one of two things will
happen: A) my neat signature becomes gibberish, or worse, B) I'll misspell
it.
This
makes things rather awkward when you're signing for a credit card payment,
and your sig doesn't look like the one on the plastic.
I
haven't a bloody clue why this is happening. I haven't suffered any kind
of hand or head injury, and I can still scribble meeting notes on paper
same as ever. Yet I can't sign my name properly without taking it very
slowly. As as if the "muscle memory" for that task has been
lost, without affecting other hand-eye coordination skills.
Any
of you knowledgable in this area who care to share an opinion?
Cheers,
Tex
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Really
Bad Poetry alert
Richard
Neville
has graced us with a poem, inspired by an "intoxicating speech"
from Andrew Wilkie, before a vast audience at Epping Community hall.
Now
if saying your poem was inspired by Andew Wilkie isn't the worst preface
to a poem in history, I will personally give Michael Moore a blowjob.
Alas,
it begins....
Wilkie’s
war
Howard’s end,
a Godsend!
Or else go round
the bend
As if Richard wasn't
already around the bend. Richard's off the entire curvilinear spectrum.
Tonight we’re
here as one,
To seal the fate
of a head of state,
His head on
a plate,
An end
to the politics of hate
Richard and his merry
kooks will change our thoughts. There's nothing like self-confidence I
guess.
And so retrieve
this sunburnt land
from the hand
of corporate tools
and fossil fools
who thumb Kyoto
and get satisfaction
from endless extraction
Never to feel
the exaltation
of planetary restoration
The "exaltation
of planetary restoration"? Yeeeeuch. You can just imagine some
hippy masturbating a fern or something.
Farewell, heartless
Howard.
Tormentor of refugees,
On the high seas.
[...]
A torturer of
truth,
This dark prince of social malfunction,
A walking weapon of psychic destruction
You know how John
Howard goes walking through the streets, zapping our psychic brains with
non-vegetarian beam-weapons, causing malfunctions everywhere he goes.
Howard couldn’t
care if he’s right or wrong,
smug and secure in Bennelong
Which is where Mr Wilkie’s war comes in
To knock the seat from under him
Heh. If you say so
dude. Tell ya what Richard, I'll bet you
one thousand dollars that Wilkie the Wanker won't win
the seat of Bennelong.
Hush! Hush!
– what’s that we hear?
It’s Wild
Card Wilkie creeping up from the rear
He blows his whistle into Howard’s deaf ear,
The whistle of truth, the whistle of freedom
A whistle barely heard since the days of Whitlam
The whistle of
freedom not heard since Whitlam?
Bwahahahaha.
The whistle
of joy,
that rouses a nation,
from khaki death march
To wild celebration
This particular whistle
of joy has been out there for a year, and hasn't roused
much beyond Richard's cock, which nears spurting point with this....
Dancing in the
street, everyone’s singing
Birds are chirping, the fish are grinning,
Buds are blooming, our heads are spinning
The end of Howard … is a new beginning
It's stunning how
the new age left never realise just how far out of touch with the rest
of the population they really are. Except on election night, when the
ignorant populace generally gives them a nasty shock.
Richard isn't to be
deterred though, he's already predicting a new golden dawn.....
Renewable energy,
sustainable growth
Shrinking clouds of toxic smoke
Revival of tolerance and civil rights
A collective urge to raise our sights
The corporate
media flat on its face
Raging debates in cyberspace
The end of brass
bands led by the blind
The birth of a patriotism for all human kind
A fair go future
for the world as a whole
The total reinvention of a politician’s role
No, this isn't the
end of it, it keeps going......
In the years
ahead we’ll look back on this night
As the start of a journey to restore the light
The time we climbed from a moral black hole
The moment this nation reclaimed its soul
Viva La Revolution!
Richard and the small group of hygene-challenged dorks at Wilkie's speech
are taking over!
A tale oft told
… in music and song
The triumph of the Greens … in Bennelong
Yeah right. Like I
said before dickhead, a thousand dollars says this won't happen.
Who wouldn't love
to see Richard's reaction if Howard manages to win the election?
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Intellectual
criticism of Israel
From
serial idiot Paul
Abeles, in the aus.politics newsgroup...
The
US invaded Iraq on the excuse to rid it of WMD's.
Is
it permissible for France or Russia or China to invade Israel to rid
it
of WMD's?.
I
really cant see any difference.
Many
Jews in Israel want to get rid of Sharon, he is being called a Judenrat
by them.
Sharon
and Saddam, Shias, Kurds,................Palestinians.
I
see remarkable similarities.
Yes,
lots of similarities.
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Helen Caldicott's love of humanity
Via
Aaron comes this
fine piece on the tyrant-loving leftist hag.
Caldicott
made it clear where here sympathies lay when she stated:
"Free
enterprise really means rich people get richer. And they have the freedom
to exploit and psychologically rape their fellow human beings in the
process . . . . Capitalism is destroying the earth. Cuba is a wonderful
country. What Castro's done is superb."
Vive
democracy — Castro style, complete with a Latin Gulag, torture
chambers and firing squads.
Charming
lady.
And
if you think that quote is a stunner, be sure to read the rest.
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Movies (through the eyes of dickheads)
Well,
I haven't talked about these bozos in a while.....
If
you ever needed proof of what boring, humourless, miserable cunts socialists
are, check out the film reviews sections of the World
Socialist Website.
As
a case in point, have a gander at the review of sci-fi flick Minority
Report, and witness the endless, whiny, turgid prose...
There
are absurdities in Minority Report which reveal a great deal about the
social assumptions and prejudices of its creators. The American society
of half a century from now is presented as generally prosperous and
content, insofar as one is able to determine, but crime and murder (and
drug use) persist. Why? Is there no connection between poverty and violent
behavior, or, more generally, between social reality and crime? The
filmmakers are either adapting to themselves to the right-wing argument
that crime is essentially causeless (rooted in Man’s fallen state)
or, probably more to the point, indicating their lack of interest in
its causes and a concern merely with the means of avoiding its consequences.
[...]
What
is one to say? How could a film produced with such a degree of collaboration
between filmmakers and giant transnational corporations possibly be
expected to provide a clear-sighted view of contemporary life? At a
time, no less, when the pervasive criminality of the corporate boardroom,
its looting of the American economy of trillions of dollars, has been
exposed.
[...]
The
views of Spielberg and his associates on crime, the police and democratic
rights are conditioned by their social circumstances and connections.
The garden variety Hollywood liberal, rich and complacent, would prefer,
all things considered and if it did not prove too much of an inconvenience
(or threaten his stock portfolio or career prospects), to live in a
world where universal brotherhood reigned supreme. He does not view
“democracy,” however, in association with the right of the
broad mass of the population to decent living standards and to be defended
against the coercive power of the capitalist state. In fact, he never
thinks of such a thing at all, as contemporary films make clear. On
the contrary, under conditions of growing social inequality, the population
at large is seen in a generally hostile manner, as a potential threat
to his wealth and privileges.
All
this directs today’s studio filmmaker irresistibly toward the
figure of the policeman, both because he is the defender of private
property (and thus deeply fascinating on the conscious and unconscious
levels to the wealthy) and because he can be made to represent, falsely,
“blue-collar” America.
Minority
Report provides us with a policeman’s-eye view, filtered through
layers of Hollywood liberal cotton-wadding, of the issue of the police-state.
In
that sense, the filmmakers’ decision in the end to come down against
“pre-crime,” while not unimportant, hardly stands out as
a compelling defense of basic democratic rights. One only has to read
the ignorant and wrongheaded comments of co-screenwriter Scott Frank:
“People can be against capital punishment until they lose a loved
one. We can be completely civilized until the murder rate goes way up
and we need to figure out how to bring in the troops. That’s how
dictatorships get started; it’s always for the greater good.”
..and
on and on and on it bloody goes...
Ugh.
You can just imagine getting stuck in an elevator with this lot.
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