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One Moped, available on http://www.autotrader.co.uk/. There may be an issue with the suspension...

Seriously, didn't the guy taking the picture think to at least close the doors? What is that? A Bedroom? There's just... clothing...

Yankee Hypocrites

Couldn't gove a toss about the US elections. I trust all the lying, two-faced candidates as much as the lying, two-faced leader and opposition leader we've got over here. However, given the current events regarding Hillary's 'ex-voters' leads me to believe that the debacle in Florida 8 years ago that gave the world the inept fuckwit we've been lumbered with, is purely for the fact that the great American voter is a moron.

Ok, so McCain's out on his own since his opponent drops out, so all the interest now centres on the Obama/Clinton tussle, meanwhile McCain starts complaining that Obama's getting all the interest - well duh. Looks like that free ride you were patting yourself on the back for has screwed you fully in the anus. There's no interest in the Republicans.

So, back to the Democrats. Obama and Clinton go hammer and tongs at each other. Clinton's got Bill, Barack's got the fist-bump. But while they're decrying each other's policies, they're also decrying McCain. Let's concentrate on hillary, but not too much, she's fucking hideous close-up.

She's got a legion of (mainly) female supporters cheering and applauding her as she shouts down mcCain and Obama. Then it starts to look like Clinton's going to drop out. The supporters rally and try to trump up support, but to no avail. Crying in the streets they go home without a candidate.

Now, this week, Hillary turns up in Denver, pledging support for Barack, despite their differences, and implores the Democratic faithful to vote Obama, if only to keep the Republicans out of the whitehouse.

Nope. the fucking dimwits have started the Clinton for McCain campaign, where the same braying sheep that followed Hillary and hankered on her every word are completely forgetting everything she preached to them and are turning to the person they've hated ever since they learned how to spell his Surname.

Shit, guys. Tell it what the fuck it is.

You were voting for the White woman because she wasn't a Black man. I hate to imply Racism where it may not be, but this is so transparent it's painful.

However, if Obama gets in, I sincerely hope he doubles his security detail when he's travelling through good ol' boy land...

Life, the everlasting life, all that crap

I had something thrust through my letterbox today. It was from my local church, St martins, about a 5 minute drive away. All the usual guff. Little tibits about village events that is deemed worthy. Something it pointed out was the "Dougle G club". which stands for ' Games and God', where young kids can play energetic games while learning about christianity.



I am, by definition, an atheist, although I'll disparage that definition later. It strikes me as desperate than the modern church has to resort to childish attempts to get down wiv da kidz in an attempt to get them into church. Listen up, Father, if the kids aren't interested from the age of 7 in the church, you're not going to get them in any later than that for the simple reason, Kids aren't as gullible as you think they are



And I don't mean that in an nasty way. I'd never claim that the christian faith was a brainwashing cult, I leave that claim to the scientologists. I simply mean that, if you were to tell a child that has no religion in its upbringing, then preaching the holy bible to him/her will yield no results, for one simple reason; the bible, as a story, is totally unbelievable and spectacularly self-contradicting. Genesis, in its entirety, is an excuse for billions of years of the planet sorting itself out to the state it is in today. Creationists can't accept this because they're working on a much shorter timescale. they think the earth is only about 6000 years old. Double that, then multiply it by 10. then another ten, then so on. The world is physically older then the faithful is willing to believe, because they're willing to be controlled in what they believe. To be faithful is to be controlled in what you believe by a book that tells the story of events that happened beyond the realms of human recording. It's guesswork, and it's worth several million a year in charitable donations.

So anyway, I'm an atheist, so I'm evil and deserve to rot in hell. Well there's the thing, i don't believe in hell, so I have no fear for it. hell is another invention to scare the qullible into obeying. And why am I evil? I spent 90% of yesterday helping out at a charity day, working my tits off for no pay and no adulation. I did it because I wanted to help. I'm also a loving husband and father, and would readily lay my life on the line for them.

I posted before about when I was confronted my some mor(m)ons, and the last sentence of that post still holds true. Do what you do to fulfill your life, gain comfort and solace from it, and allow it to make you a better person. I can do all that by myself, thanks very much.

Sorry again if I've offended anyone but us evil heathens are good at that

Exactly how do you prepare yourself for an hour of agony?

Booze, would be the answer normally, but tattooists generally frown upon customers entering their salons asking for hitler to be tattooed on their foreheads.

(Pedants note; I never capitalize 'hitler')

I'm getting another tattoo done tuesday morning (would have been monday but... never mind, it's dull) and it's going to be about an hour of 100jbs (jabs per second) on the spine and shoulder blades. It would be dishonest to say i'm not shitting myself. The only solace I can derive is that i'm paying for pain, but not in the max mosely sense of the phrase.

Which, while detracting slightly from my point, brings me to ask, who the fuck pays for pain, seriously? I had a small shitty tattoo done on my spine years ago (which this new one is covering up) and it was excruciating for 5 minutes. This new one I'm having done is going to be at least an hour and while the studio offers pain relief, It's pricey, so I'm taking a book.

I'm going to file this one under 'pissed posts'. I'll read it tomorrow and cringe, then edit and/or delete

aw crap

Nothing to see here.. move along... but seriously folks, take my wife, etc... Nowt to report, just waiting for contracts and things to happen. Bit weird really, what with me being a complete virgin when it comes to these matters, I feel I should be making phone calls or meeting people. Oh well, suppose it's ll a learning experience.

On the plus side, made £40 quid on ebay for some old strategy guides, which was nice. On the down side, my truck is destroying itself on a daily basis. Outrigger leg needed replacing, mirror broke, crane pissing hydraulic oil all over the bed, plus the anti-gravity repulsorlift generator's been stuck on all week. makes steering a bugger...

Green Fingers - a surprising turn of events

after a month racking my brains trying to sort out the back story for Bleeding, all of a sudden Green Fingers adapted itself into a screenplay in about 3 hours, the swine.

Some director bloke likes it, and apparently, he's gonna film it.

scuse me while i get another fookin' beer...

GAWD BLESS YA 'ARRY!!!!

So Prince Harry went out to afghanistan and fought the enemy. Big fucking whoop. He's in the bloody army, he's supposed to. For the last 10 weeks he's been out there, doing his job, commanding his troops, and doing it very well. Obviously, he's kept his face under wraps, and thanks to a news blackout agreed with the British media, he's been doing it under a shroud of well-maintained secrecy.

...until some prick with a sense of self-importance larger then the aesthetic quality of his basic-at-best website thinks it'll be a great idea to blab to the world about his exclusive (which he stole from Australia) find that Harry's out doing his job, and thereby immediately making him and his entire platoon the Taleban's MVT.

Then , of course, all the news agencies (including the BBC - for shame) reported every hour, on the hour, about Harry's final movements out of the battle Zone. Just in case the taleban had a couple of SAM's they needed to get rid of..

I'm not going to name the prick that spilled the beans (although it's pretty much public knowledge by now) but it's dickwads like these that make me realise William Atherton's Dick Thornberg wasn't such a stretch from the truth after all...

Pissing in the wind - Theologically speaking

Time is precious, especially when you've got so little of it in the day to get all of your work done.

Today, I'm going about my business, delivering nondescript building materials to an address that's a bugger to get to (again). As I'm waiting at the door I've just knocked on, 3 guys wearing black bomber jackets pass me.

The Following is an ABSOLUTE FACTUAL TRANSCRIPT of events that happened to me today.

"Hello there"

Um.. ok, polite enough..

"Hello" (I knock at the door again)

"Keeping busy?" They're standing there, side by side, with rather unsettling smiles on their faces. I'm a polite person, very non-antagonistic..

"Yeah, it's picking up. Always quiet this time of year" (Jeez, open the fucking door)

"Do you get much free time in your line of work?"

"Oh, I only work 7 till 5, I spend the rest of my time with my family, really"

"Oh. that's very nice. Tell me, would you consider devoting some of that free time... to Jesus...?"

Oh. Jesus tap-dancing-fucking Christ. here he go (inhales)

"Sorry, I don't believe in God. You're wasting your time"

Three smily faces become three faces of concerned disappointment so quickly I don't even see the transition

"Oh, so you've rejected god" (heads tilt to the side sycopantically, I try not to laugh)

"No, I don't believe in god" Perplexed expressions

"That's what I said"

"No. In order to reject a non-specific deity (Thanks Bill Bailey) I have to have had some initial belief in them. I've never believed in a god, therefore, I haven't rejected anything."

"Oh, so you're an Atheist" (the expressions are almost like those you'd see over a death-bed)

"Nope"

"But if you don't believe in Our Lord, you must be an Atheist"

"Says who?"

This completely threw them. Timothy (who was leading the conversation) quickly spoke with Sebastian (watery eyes, bad skin) before turning to me. I think they have courses teaching them how to deal with difficult specimens.

"The bible teaches us.."

"Excuse me, The bible might teach you, but I've never read it, therefore it can never teach me anything, let alone tell me how to lead my life, let alone tell me how to treat others with differing ideas on how to lead their lives."

"But, if you do not accept Jesus and his teachings then you'll never be.."

"Never be what? A good person?"

"Well, yes, you'll never.."

"HOW DARE YOU!!!" (I actually shouted, the mirth held tightly within, an academy award beckons before age 40, I'm sure) "How dare you pass judgement on me without knowing me. I work hard for my meagre wage, i provide for my wife and child, who I love with all my heart and soul, and would readily lay my life on the line to spare theirs. How dare you say that I'm not a complete person unless I pledge devotion to a fictional character in a book."

15 seconds of silence followed. They turned their backs on me to discuss something, when a neighbour of the house opened their door

"Is no-one answering? I think they're out the back, I'll get them for you"

"Thank you. Soon as you can would be lovely"

The 3 of strong faith turned to me.

"We understand you have a strong belief in your own following.."

"Nicely put"

"..but would you take this leaflet, and might I ask you to spare some of your time.."

"A leaflet? A Fucking leaflet? You're trying to preach the word of the Lord Almighty to the massed heathens and the last vestige of truth you cling to is a piggin' leaflet? Why can't you accept that you can't change the way people think?"

"We're not trying to change..."

"What have you been doing in this street today?"

"Well, we've been canvassing the neighbourhood, asking the residents if they'd like to join our church"

"Fair enough. And if they were atheists, or agnostics, of if they belonged to a different church..?"

"Then.. we would have told them of the ways of Mormon, and advised them to join our church"

"So you're telling them to change the way they think? If they have one belief, you consider that to be wrong, and advise them to come around to your way of thinking. Does your faith teach tolerance?"

"Of course, but when the lamb has strayed..."

"Oh, get fucked, will ya? You claim to preach tolerance, yet when someone dares to think in a slightly different way from your bigoted views, they have no choice but to be saved by your noble belief. Stop talking to me. you're insulting my intelligence with every breath"

At this point the customer actually opened his door and gave me an excuse to leave these imbeciles.

I have no problem with religion of any kind, up until the point where it tells me how I have to live my life. I am a husband and father. I work bloody hard for a living, and I struggle at times to get by. I am a realist, not an atheist. The word atheist is bandied around a lot as someone who doesn't believe in God. I have no belief, to be an atheist is to belive there is no god, which in turn, is a belief.

I'm also tolerant. Years of bullying and being demeaned by my peers have teached me humilty, that no man is above another, no matter their status in socity their wealth or breeding, of their faith.

I Think, therefore I am. God's got nothing to do with it.

Mugglenet got hacked

I'm a moderately passionate Harry potter fan, not quite passionate enough to visit a supermarket at midnight to get my copy, but enough to know that Harry named his daughter Lily luna.

Therefore, it was with a sense of anger that I'd learned that mugglenetgot hacked quite severely this week.

Now, I'm in 2 minds about this. One, that I'm fucking angry that a well-meaning, non-malicious site such as mugglenet would be the subject of such an attack.

And Two. You're a hacker. You've assembled a team of the best hackers in your sad little no-other-friends-on-the-planet circle, you've managed to steal some of the best hacking tools from limewire and mininova, you're all braced for the most 1337 hack on the feckin planet and you hack Mugglenet??? That's it? It was down for 36 hours and NO-ONE NOTICED.

Emerson, if you read this, which I doubt, but if, well done for getting back up and showing these genetically deficient fuckwits exactly how much of a dent they made in out lives, and to the hackers themselves, got one word for ya...