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I Heard the News Today, Oh Boy...
Feb. 4th, 2003 06:17 pmI'm an irredeemably eejitous, liberal, tight as fuck, relatively well adjusted human being!
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Anyway, I'm still fucked off at the news. Columbia was page 1 second day running. And all the rest of it was about Wacko Jacko. What, those of us who missed the programme with Martin Bashir last night simply because they couldn't give a crap about the sick lunatic have to have it rubbed in their faces now? Those who did catch it have such short attention spans that they have to see it again? And then there's the people who smack their lips in recounting all the gory details... Sure, fine, he admitted to 'sleeping with children' and having a 'close and loving relationship' with a twelve-year-old boy. Fine, he denies dangling 'his' baby off a balcony and all but two bouts of plastic surgery (on his nose, apparently, to 'help his breathing and let him hit higher notes when he sings). Fine, he's two bricks shy the load. If he wasn't famous, who the hell would care? Of course, if he wasn't famous, Social Services would have had those kids off him faster than you can blink, and he'd likely be in a padded room somewhere.
The Prime Weenie-ster has given us his blessing to go wreck the Hyde Park lawn. Funny how he's so loath to look weak to world leaders and yet so keen to look weak to those who actually cast votes. So guess I'll be seeing Shinji again on the 15th. We will walk and talk and laugh at the signs ... or maybe we won't laugh at the signs this time. It's got a lot more serious since the last time we did this.
Anyway, I leave for my holiday in a couple of days and I admit apprehension. But I also admit to gratitude about getting out of that goddamn job for a week or so.
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Anyway, I'm still fucked off at the news. Columbia was page 1 second day running. And all the rest of it was about Wacko Jacko. What, those of us who missed the programme with Martin Bashir last night simply because they couldn't give a crap about the sick lunatic have to have it rubbed in their faces now? Those who did catch it have such short attention spans that they have to see it again? And then there's the people who smack their lips in recounting all the gory details... Sure, fine, he admitted to 'sleeping with children' and having a 'close and loving relationship' with a twelve-year-old boy. Fine, he denies dangling 'his' baby off a balcony and all but two bouts of plastic surgery (on his nose, apparently, to 'help his breathing and let him hit higher notes when he sings). Fine, he's two bricks shy the load. If he wasn't famous, who the hell would care? Of course, if he wasn't famous, Social Services would have had those kids off him faster than you can blink, and he'd likely be in a padded room somewhere.
The Prime Weenie-ster has given us his blessing to go wreck the Hyde Park lawn. Funny how he's so loath to look weak to world leaders and yet so keen to look weak to those who actually cast votes. So guess I'll be seeing Shinji again on the 15th. We will walk and talk and laugh at the signs ... or maybe we won't laugh at the signs this time. It's got a lot more serious since the last time we did this.
Anyway, I leave for my holiday in a couple of days and I admit apprehension. But I also admit to gratitude about getting out of that goddamn job for a week or so.
Thess
