Category Archives: Merry Old England
When I first heard this song (at 14), I didn’t like it. AT ALL. Because even at that age, I knew what icky sexual manipulation sounded like the moment I heard it. Years later, I found out that Phil Oakey … Continue reading
Dowdy Dickie Spencer’s latest charm offensive in Charlottesville was a cowardly flop. They had what — three, four dozen people, max? — and were so scared of backlash that they required a police escort. Which they got. Now, you can … Continue reading
And in light of the latest mass shooting and the political inaction that’s bound to follow, those final two lines are the kicker.
A little something from the other side of the pond caught my eye this morning. And promptly made me see red. See if you can guess what it is before I tell you… The child sex victim of an Asian … Continue reading
Well. How’s THIS for irony? Prominent far-right activists from Europe who were planning to attend an anti-Muslim rally in Birmingham have been detained at airports hours before they were due to speak. Jacek Międlar, 28, an antisemitic priest, and his … Continue reading
If there’s any question from the right I’m thoroughly sick of hearing (although all of their questions are eye-glazingly dumb and inane), it’s the ones about the Muslims: Where are all the moderates who oppose terror? Why don’t they say … Continue reading
One for London, tonight: Those lovely synths. And then when Phil picks up on the drums in his characteristic style…yeah. That’s the sound that can wash away anything.
Q. How stupid are Brexit voters’ reasons for voting Brexit? A. THIS stupid. “It was bananas what did it for you?” Yes, really. Bananas — one straight one — apparently convinced this woman to throw her vote away on an … Continue reading
So, this happened in the EuroParliament. Nigel Fucking Farage, while wearing his “Trump” lapel pin and pontificating his arse off, got punked by a quietly badass guy with a sign: That guy is Seb Dance, a British Labour MEP. He … Continue reading