October 2010


Curtain Twitchers and Grief Athletes and Self-appointed Sages28 Oct 2010 07:30 am

Crikey found this story on the Daily Record website, concerning one “tragic businesswoman” who’d jumped to her death from the fourth floor of an Edinburgh hotel. That this tragic businesswoman chose to take her own life at rush-hour, the Record considers to be a very important detail. So let’s not forget that. Ever. On her headstone should be engraved:

Tragic Businesswoman, b. 1980 ~ d. rush-hour 2010

People often wonder what’s a decent length of time before it’s acceptable to start being honest about the dead. With suicide, you can safely bypass all that. It’s the point at which a life may be reduced to an inconvenience, and the usual rules are suspended. Your ignorant squawks of disapproval will generally be tolerated, sometimes applauded, even before rigor mortis has set in. And if anyone doesn’t like it you can lean on the mantlepiece, wagging finger aloft, and go: “blah blah selfish waffle waffle cowardly blah blah 3-mile tailback.” Others will sit around in plush armchairs, nodding sagely and occasionally harrumphing. An ornate Georgian clock will tick in the background.

None of this will make you any less of a cunt, but at least you’ll believe that you’ve claimed the moral high ground and eventually die with a clear conscience. And on that score at least, you’ll have won.

You’ll have fucking won.

i don’t get it why do people take their own lives

no matter how bad or dire your life is you need to say to yourself its going to get better

my heart goes out to the family
3inarowithinkno

Just remember that, when you’re standing on the edge of existence, deafened by the screams of a tormented world, nothing but bleak plains of sorrow sprawling endlessly before you, and behind you, the cracked shell of your own soul. Remember: it’s going to get better.

Goodness, what came over me? Sorry about that, vicar. Another slice of parkin?

im sorry, i have been severely depressed and considered suicide myself, but i would never have dreamed of doing so in a way that others are involved. i cant bring myself to feel sorry for the woman, who would put people in that situation to have to witness that??? what about the poor kids that would have been subjected to that??? or the poor people she may have took out with her??? sorry to her family, but im terribly sorry, she not getting my simpathy vote
amber78

There’s a certain breed of human being whose first instinct, when faced with a tragedy of some kind, is to start snuffling round for reasons not to give a shit. amber78 is a fine example. Even with the supposed ability to view the event through the prism of shared experience, she’s more than happy to toss that prism aside and say, “nope, I refuse to let this ruin one second of my day! And here’s why: blah blah selfish, etc.”

Perhaps they fear the weight of empathy will overwhelm them, and are trying to convince themselves more than they are the rest of us. Perhaps they’re too unimaginative to see such complex and emotive issues in anything other than purely binary terms. Perhaps they’re just arseholes. Whatever. They fill me with equal parts boredom and despair, and I wish they’d keep their opinions to themselves.

Miscellaneous Prats13 Oct 2010 10:03 am

There’s a new New-New Labour leader. I got a memo from Polly Toynbee saying Jews are PC now, anti-Semitism is passé, and the slogan is now “Ciabatta to Israel”. I’m meant to pass it on.

Desiderius Erasmus wrote:

Have the Labour Party just elected as leader a man who has only been an MP since 2005, who is living with someone their child, but who isn’t married, and is the son of a Jewish Marxist Communist theorist?

I ask only because surely this ticks every box in the PC wish list …. how will this play in the Muslim community?

Every box? What? Wait. Hang on! Ed Miliband is gay?

Hypocrites13 Oct 2010 09:03 am

HYS distilled. Angry, wilfully ignorant stupidity boiled down to its essence.

wildlancaster wrote:

Now let me think about that one…….NO

Fibber.

Plain Weird11 Oct 2010 07:30 am

Is Britain now a more equal society, asks Have Your Say. Which seems like a pretty straightforward question to me.

You have Tony to thank for this.

I don’t live there yet I can tell you my observations and I can tell you my experiences from way over here in the USA. It is a shame that even though you look into the mirror and see yourself you can make less of others. There are things I wouldn’t do to my possessions or to myself. Possessions although they are not living things according to my expenses I would not harm them. No matter the loss of my knowledge about them, if they did not behave as I would want them to I would not destroy them.

BBC I do not agree with any cultivated society that draws from it’s self the substance of others to be less than themselves because they have been taught to by their society although it was not merited, but because the individual was taught such sanction abuse.

I do not succumb to such exploitation nor do I respect any such creatures belligerent abuses. Spoiled brats it would be best to be said nice but to be honest it is a limited subspecies response’.
KingLeeRoySandersJr

I never got no degree or nothing, and I certainly never received any formal instruction in the study of philosophy. So you can imagine my near-constant bafflement whilst reading Kant’s Groundwork of the Metaphysic of Morals a couple of years back. Each time I thought I had some slender grasp on what the dead motherfucker was trying to tell me, I’d soon find myself having to twist round yet another convoluted network of logic pipes, only to re-emerge once more lost and empty-handed.

Trying to decipher KingLeeRoySandersJr’s jagged mentalogue is a similar experience. After several minutes of intense concentration, I think I spot a thin vein of coherence weaving in and out of the swirls and pointy bits, but then he starts talking about commanding inanimate objects to do his bidding.

Suddenly I’m back in the dark place with a sweaty, trouserless Kant. And the look in his eye suggests he’s about to act very much not according to that maxim whereby he can at the same time will that it should become a universal law.

Moderation Martyrs and Permanently Bewildered and Retired Colonels and Self-appointed Sages06 Oct 2010 07:30 am

Women. They’re everywhere, and they have been for a very long time. Many English people are women. And a lot of them are even white. How much bile, then, could Have Your Say possibly dredge up on them?

God, what a naive question. I hate you.

Because, as we all know, there is a common thread of animosity that unites everyone misguided or ill enough to actually use – rather than laugh at or weep over – HYS, regardless of their own peculiarities. And the object of that single unifying hatred is anyone or anything which doesn’t share the subject’s own peculiarities. A virtual nation united in its divisions. It’s beautiful, really, when you think about it. Almost as beautiful as the little sick I just done on my keyboard while I was thinking about it. Almost, but not quite.

So this thread on women in politics is nothing less than a masterstroke. It truly has something to offer everyone. After all, any man can hate women, whatever his nationality, colour or creed. And for the ladies? Just pick one from the opposite end of the political spectrum and bathe in her blood.

No women Plumbers, mechanics, technicians, engineers. Where is the quota? Women don’t want to do these jobs or do they? How can women expect to lead with confidence when they are missing from a huge part of Industry
Adrian O sullivan Belgium

Big in student politics, eh? Got a bit of pull within the union, have you? Tireless activist, are we? Well, you’re not impressing Adrian. Your energy, ambition, revolutionary social policies and macroeconomic strategy won’t wash with him, not until you’ve fixed that boiler.

It depends on whether we want quality or quantity, and whether we are willing to accept a possibly larger percentage of delinquent children if mothers in general are too involved in social or political activities outside the home.
Max

This is a classic response to the feminist threat: when a member of the weaker sex displays those first ominous signs of independent thought, simply appeal to the womb-brained bint’s irrepressible nature. But who’ll look after the children? Think of the little babies!

It’s a tactic with a proud tradition. It failed in 1918, it failed in 1970 and it’s failing now.

This will most likely get moderated and yet it should be considered because it is relevant.

Consider: Female President of the USA + THREAT + PMT = Armageddon
Peter Buck

In between albums, the esteemed REM guitarist is currently exploring a parallel career as Rory McGrath.

There are simply too few Women up to the job or are simply too Female biassed to be fair. Harriet Harman – the extremely anti – anything Male MP – is ONE case in point.

I challenge the Media to hold a Survey of the Political knowledge of any ordinary Woman living in any ordinary street and publish the Results.

The only acceptable exception was Margaret Thatcher – she worked for the whole Country – NOT just Women…
Tez

Tez. Blokey blokey diamond geezer Tez. What is he? Is he a confused egalitarian? Is he a razor-sharp social satirist with a finely-honed instinct for corrosive irony? Or is he simply a pigshit-thick Sun reader waddling down a provincial high street at 1am on a Sunday morning, chilli sauce down his top, pants round his ankles, pathetically tugging at his lager-shrivelled cock?

Women in power scare me. Have you ever asked a women in power something and it seems she says no just because she can? Also, i think that the public looks to men more for their leadership. When you think of some official, what comes to mind, a woman or a man?
Locke

Say what you like about Locke – and I have: I’ve been saying he’s an embarrassment to anyone who ever owned a penis; I’ve been saying those women would have likely cauterised themselves shut before ever acceding to his grubby requests; I’ve been saying he’s a weak, whining, slimy column of trembling flesh barely fit for doner meat – say whatever you like about him, but at least he’s honest.