Sunday, 28 September 2008
Jocular commentary on the Sterile Class writ
'Ever since the end of the Cold War, successive American administrations have lectured other countries on the necessity of sound finance. Indonesia, Thailand, Argentina and several African states endured severe cuts in spending and deep recessions as the price of aid from the International Monetary Fund, which enforced the American orthodoxy. China in particular was hectored relentlessly on the weakness of its banking system. But China's success has been based on its consistent contempt for Western advice and it is not Chinese banks that are currently going bust. How symbolic yesterday that Chinese astronauts take a spacewalk while the US Treasury Secretary is on his knees.' - John Gray
Thursday, 18 September 2008
Monday, 15 September 2008
Friday, 29 August 2008
RTOYS
Newcastle previously boasted several large theatres, among them the oldest purpose-built theatre in Australia, the Victoria Theatre on Perkins Street (built 1876, capacity 1750), saw touring international opera companies such as the D'Oyly Carte Opera Company, and other troupes, and played host to some of the greatest stars of the age, such as Dame Nellie Melba, Gladys Moncrieff, and Richard Tauber, (it is now closed and derelict);
Thursday, 28 August 2008
PICO CHO FU GAG GAG'S REALITY
FACEPLANT WORKER'S SALARY XMAS PULLOVER FEATURED IN FILM: "BLIZZARD FLASH MARBLE'S TOYOTA"
quit underlining this.
COSTIVENESS IN ZEN-PIMPS:
IS A HARDENING OF THE EXCREMENTS IN THE BODY, SO THAT WITHOUT GREAT PAIN THE ZEN-PIMP CANNOT EVACUATE OR VOID HIS DUNG; AND THIS IS OFTEN OCCASIONED BY EXCESS OF PROVENDER, INSOMUCH THAT NATURE FORCES IT INTO THE BOWELS BEFORE IT WELL BE DIGESTED IN THE STOMACH; OR AGAIN, IT HAPPENS BY FEEDING ALTOGETHER UPON DRY MEATS, THE WHICH, THOUGH WHOLESOME AND NOURISHING, CONTRACT, NOTWITHSTANDING, THE EXCREMENTS BY THE EXTRAORDINARY HEAT THEY OCCASION; AND IT MAY LIKEWISE HAPPEN BY EXCESSIVE FASTING: TO REMEDY WHICH YOU MAY GIVE HIM THE FOLLOWING CLYSTER.
TAKE A HANDFUL OF MARSH MALLOWS, DECOCT THEM IN SPRING WATER, NOT EXCEEDING A QUART, ADD TO THESE HALF A PINT OF SALLAD OIL, AND SIX OUNCES OF FRESH BUTTER, OF BENEDICTA LAXATIVA AN OUNCE, AND INJECT THEM, HOLDING OR TYING CLOSE HIS TAIL BY BRINGING IT WITH A CORD BETWIXT HIS LEGS, OBLIGING HIM TO KEEP IT IN FOR THE SPACE OF AN HOUR; AND, THE BETTER TO MAKE IT WORK, GIVE HIM A WARM MASH; AND, AS SOON AS HE HAS DISCHARGED IT, GIVE HIM IN A DRENCHING HORN A POTION MADE AS FOLLOWS:
TAKE TWO OUNCES OF CARBIDE SOAP, DISSOLVE IT IN A PINT OF WARM WHITE-WINE, AND WITH IT A QUARTERN OF LINSEED OIL, SWEETENING THEM ALL WITH SUGAR-CANDY, AND GIVE IT HIS AS HOT AS HE CAN DRINK IT.
TAKE A HANDFUL OF MARSH MALLOWS, DECOCT THEM IN SPRING WATER, NOT EXCEEDING A QUART, ADD TO THESE HALF A PINT OF SALLAD OIL, AND SIX OUNCES OF FRESH BUTTER, OF BENEDICTA LAXATIVA AN OUNCE, AND INJECT THEM, HOLDING OR TYING CLOSE HIS TAIL BY BRINGING IT WITH A CORD BETWIXT HIS LEGS, OBLIGING HIM TO KEEP IT IN FOR THE SPACE OF AN HOUR; AND, THE BETTER TO MAKE IT WORK, GIVE HIM A WARM MASH; AND, AS SOON AS HE HAS DISCHARGED IT, GIVE HIM IN A DRENCHING HORN A POTION MADE AS FOLLOWS:
TAKE TWO OUNCES OF CARBIDE SOAP, DISSOLVE IT IN A PINT OF WARM WHITE-WINE, AND WITH IT A QUARTERN OF LINSEED OIL, SWEETENING THEM ALL WITH SUGAR-CANDY, AND GIVE IT HIS AS HOT AS HE CAN DRINK IT.
Saturday, 23 August 2008
Friday, 22 August 2008
Thursday, 21 August 2008
Wednesday, 20 August 2008
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Monday, 11 August 2008
TERRORIST TRAINING CAMP FOR GIRLS UNCOVERED ON U.S. SOIL
Tonight we are a country awakened to danger and called to defend freedom. Our grief has turned to anger, and anger to resolution. Whether we bring our enemies to justice, or bring justice to our enemies, justice will be done.
FRUIT MYSTERY IS TEH BOMB
Play this, with sound ON and till the END:
http://home.wildit.net.au/hellohelloben/mystery.html
You can maybe* keep having fun at the website called:
http://home.wildit.net.au/hellohelloben/index
*I'm not sure cos I've only had a brief glance but the colours are nice and it's always a good idea to rate things out of ten.
http://home.wildit.net.au/hellohelloben/mystery.html
You can maybe* keep having fun at the website called:
http://home.wildit.net.au/hellohelloben/index
*I'm not sure cos I've only had a brief glance but the colours are nice and it's always a good idea to rate things out of ten.
Friday, 8 August 2008
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
Wednesday, 30 July 2008
More Dope-ivational Speaking
A discourse on revolution from this fellow, rumo(u)red to have posted under the Scott alias on at least one occasion:
2:54 - "I guess maybe there's some people that are on the Death Star firing at us, but those seem like faceless masses."
(Resolution: The next time I resort to embedding YouTube clips, I swear I will at least be the author of their content, thereby approaching the industrious discipline of Pico and Ricecake.)
2:54 - "I guess maybe there's some people that are on the Death Star firing at us, but those seem like faceless masses."
(Resolution: The next time I resort to embedding YouTube clips, I swear I will at least be the author of their content, thereby approaching the industrious discipline of Pico and Ricecake.)
Monday, 28 July 2008
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Monday, 21 July 2008
Sunday, 20 July 2008
Friday, 18 July 2008
Monday, 14 July 2008
From Own Very Ranks Ours
Sleepless in Seattle (in Paris (in Brighton))
Le Placard internet broadcast, 13 July 2008
GET IT WHILE IT'S
LIMITED LAWNDOOD PERIOD: GOO NOW! GOO!
Le Placard internet broadcast, 13 July 2008
GET IT WHILE IT'S
LIMITED LAWNDOOD PERIOD: GOO NOW! GOO!
Friday, 11 July 2008
proportionality
Labels:
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realism,
screaming,
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words
Two by the late Max Douglas
Night
a janitor comes and sits
near me on a bench
I continue drawing perspectives
he lights a cigarette
perspectives
vanish like Joan of Arc
he yawns consonantly
I think of being locked
inside the moon
it is time to go
on my way home
I pass through a
cobweb strung
between pine trees
***
Morning
and on this concrete
stoop where I am
there are scratched
initials
it is
a sort
of poetry
there are equations
of love
an economy
mostly there are no names
anymore
but symbols
formed of the overlapping
***
Max Douglas: look him up
a janitor comes and sits
near me on a bench
I continue drawing perspectives
he lights a cigarette
perspectives
vanish like Joan of Arc
he yawns consonantly
I think of being locked
inside the moon
it is time to go
on my way home
I pass through a
cobweb strung
between pine trees
***
Morning
and on this concrete
stoop where I am
there are scratched
initials
it is
a sort
of poetry
there are equations
of love
an economy
mostly there are no names
anymore
but symbols
formed of the overlapping
***
Max Douglas: look him up
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